..."What's this place? Hope I can at least know where we are?" I asked.He kept silent for long seconds as he drew me along with him. He opened the glass door and gestured for me to enter. I stared at him before I obeyed. He smiled and followed behind."We're here to dine, sweetheart. This is one of the best restaurants I love to eat out. They make good at their foods," he said softly.I stared around the place. The restaurant was large, spacious and highly beautiful. Everything was kept in order with both the melodious music and the movie series being displayed for entertainment.From my perspective, I'd say it was a place built only for the rich. Everyone inside it was dressed in aristocratic, elegant attire. I could already guess the kind of power and riches that came with it. Although my clothes were still a bit wet from the swimming, I still fit in. My fake husband, on the other hand, hasn't bothered to strike up a conversation with me after the incident at the river. He has
..."You better come willingly or you won't like what would follow." He threatened.I stared at him with pleading eyes. "Please, don't hurt my baby. I will do anything." "Good," he said, removing the knife. "Now move."I started walking. "Whatever you're planning to do... Don't. Do you really think you'd be able to escape with me? That's preposterous. If you haven't noticed people are watching and my husband's men are just a mile away. And so is my husband. Knowing the kind of temper he has... He won't easily let this slide." I said, trying to get to him.Oh, damn. Why was I whimpering? I wanted to sound in control but my voice was failing me. He burst out laughing. The man turned out to be a psycho altogether. "What's so funny?" I asked."Well, I will take my chances. Who knows... The deity might still be on my side. And my pretty lass... You should know that two things are certainly involved. It's either you obey me or your adorable, bouncing baby boy dies. Imagine how unfair t
...Lorenzo came down from his car, running over and helping me out like a kind gentle man. If only his generous act didn't hold such a sad meaning behind it. I stepped down slowly, reaching down as I rubbed my fingers against my already badly bruised ankles, wincing at the twitching pain. He caught sight of me, helping me up and pulling me against his chest without any warning. "You will be alright. I promise." He said in such a soft tone. A voice so soothing it brought comfort to my uncomfortability and aching heart. "Can you walk?" Came his voice for the second time. When I didn't respond immediately, he pulled me at the heat of his rigid chest again, this time he raked his hands through my red hair. "I can try," I answered, softly pushing hard against him. The last thing I wanted from him was his damn pity. I could tell from the look on his face that he wasn't surprised by my abrupt refusal of him although I could already guess he wasn't ready to accept my haughtiness ei
...We were so close, that only a few centimetres apart separated our lips from touching. So I pushed my luck again. I inched closer and slid my open mouth to his, darting my tongue around his lips.Through my eyelashes, I could still see the gaze of astonishment criss-crossed across his face. When I pulled myself back together and tried pulling away, he did the unexpected by slipping his arms at the back of my neck as he held me closer, and then he captured my lips.I gasped, stunned beyond words. He plunged in, instantly thrusting deeper into my mouth. He explored, searched, and savoured the flavour of my exquisite taste. He loved the taste of pasta and the flavor of the coffee I had earlier mixed together made it more intensifying. His cock hardening. He didn't stop or try to break the connection as he thrust farther inside, finally giving in to the temptation. I moaned as I kissed him back, our tongues swirled together as the kiss deepened, both vying to take the lead. The nee
..."I Love you." I'd said.At that moment, as he stared at the innocent, sleepy damsel beside him, he knew instantly he'd made a terrible mistake, one that would hunt him for days. Deep down his conscience wasn't at rest for he'd hurt her unintentionally. He'd succeeded in playing with her feelings.If only he knew she had a thing for someone like him. Then what? His inner mind asked him. It wasn't like he could've backed away. Not even at the last minute, he wouldn't have been able to. He'd given in fully to the beautiful temptation with his full chest, welcoming her with his arms and thereby thinking with his dick instead of his head. He inched away from her, raking his hands through his luxurious hair and sighing heavily. Now he's stuck in the middle of what he'd done.He knew he needed to think. To clear his thoughts. However, he couldn't stop staring at the flawless, beautiful sleeping damsel lying without worry on his bed. Inching forward, he scooped me into his arms. I clu
. . . Lorenzo. 11:30 am. Lorenzo has been awake for over an hour. He'd just rounded up his bathe and hurried up to his closet selecting a pair of black pants and white long sleeves. Removing the towel around his waist, he put them on deliberately leaving three buttons of his shirt open to show off what the God of good build and looks had given unto him, freely. Then he grabbed his shoes and wasted no time in putting them on. He was ready to rouse me when his intentions were thwarted by just seeing my perfect figure. I lay partially on my side, my long red locks were fanned out on the pillow. The duvet he'd used on me had fallen, exposing my breast, my rosy nipple, succulent and inviting. For a brief second, all he wanted to do was crawl back into the bed, spending the day enraptured by my beauty. But unfortunately, he couldn't. He had important business to sort out today. He'd been awakened earlier by the sound of his phone vibrating, terribly beside him. He'd answered the cal
. . . The housekeeper was done with the day's chores and was dishing out the delicacy she'd prepared for her master. Since today was Friday, she knew the food menu in her daily cooking timetable. As she dished out the meal she couldn't help but wonder what could've gone wrong with the newlyweds, although she didn't mean to be a nosy. She'd served it diligently before going ahead to call for the little madam as her boss had instructed her to. Lorenzo waited patiently and shamelessly for his maidservant to get back to him with some good news but was disappointed when he saw her walking towards him all by herself. He could already guess what the woman had to say even without her saying a word as she bowed in resignation. "I'm sorry, master Cordero but madam says she's not hungry. I don't think she has much of an appetite." She said. What did he expect after shutting her out the way he did about half an hour ago? "I understand. I think she will have one once I'm out of here. I sh
...Hours later.Lorenzo arrived at the supposed destination, parking his car. He opened the door and climbed down. He stared round his surroundings before taking long strides towards the revolving door. The bar wasn't too crowdy, just a few people were present at the scene. This was one of the reasons he loved stoping by here whenever he wanted to think. The serenity always brought this inner peace to his soul. But not today.It had been his place of refuge whenever he wanted to escape from his mother's relentless nagging until the place got exposed by her underling, Mally. Then he'd stopped coming.Looking around, he didn't even need to search for her as he saw her walking elegantly, stoically towards him with a smile. He met her halfway and like always she threw her arms around him, smooching off him. "Darling, how I've missed you." She said.Lorenzo wasn't in the mood as he simply pushed her off, snapping her wrist as he dragged her to the barstool. He pushed to seat on it as
A FEW MONTHS LATER.Mum had been so excited with both finding out about the marriage and my pregnancy that she'd actually boarded a flight to Holland. She'd been with me ever since, helping out in every possible way she could, for this day.My girlfriend called earlier and informed me she was already on her way. I can only say she booked a morning flight. I just hope she gets here before the wedding starts.I sat down on the chair while Ellabelle did the dressing. "Now, the finishing touches. A little makeup since you're already gorgeous, ma'am." She said.I smiled as she opened the kit and brought out the cosmetics. She applied it to my face before pinning the birdcage veil on my hair. "We're done." She said and pulled me up. "Thanks." I gazed at myself through the large mirror and I loved how I looked. My hair was in multiple bubble braids. The silver earrings, heart pendant and bracelet were sparkling and the makeup added to the beauty. I stared down my bridal silk gown, designed
Second to last Episode....After everything Rohan left with Daphne. Lorenzo took me to his parked car and we hopped in. The driver honked the horn and sped off instantly. We reached home after an hour as I climbed out of the car, we linked arms and side to side we walked in.As soon as Miguel saw us, he left Ellabelle and ran to me, embracing me. "Mama.""My baby boy. I'm back now, Okay," I said, lifting him up and into my arms."Welcome ma'am, Sophie. The food is ready. Should I bring it over to your room or you'd like to have it here?" She asked.I smiled, still feeling euphoric from officially being proposed to. "You don't have to. We've already eaten at the restaurant. Thanks for looking after Miguel." I rather said."It's nothing, ma'am. It's part of my job." She said.Lorenzo kissed my cheeks. "I'll be in our room. I need to have a shower." He said and left.I gently sat down on the chair, dropped Miguel on my lap and grabbed the remote control, turning on the television. I f
...Thankfully he arrived at the restaurant before her, taking a seat at the reserved joint. After a few minutes, a sophisticated, elegant, classic-looking lady approached him. Although her eyes were covered with sunglasses he needed no one to tell him who it was. He offered her a seat and sat down next to her. Mally thanked him, crossing her legs as she yanked off the glasses, shoving them into her purse."So, What's this about?" She asked."Thanks for coming. How have you been, Mally?" He knew he had to ask. He'd felt bad after watching the news about her father's death.Mally huffed, shaking her head at the irony of the question. "You mean after you dumped me? Why? Would you have been happy if I turned out dead?!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as he said nothing. "Well, it's too bad since I'm still breathing. Is that the kind of response you expected? Of course, I'm not alright. It feels like my world has been turned upside down. But you don't have to worry. It absolutely has no
...Lorenzo had been quiet all the way back home. He horned the car and the gatekeeper opened the gate for him. He drove in and parked, climbing down, he walked inside as I raced after him, trying to keep up with his pace. I grabbed his arm in the hallway, turning him to look at my face."Are you mad at me, Enzo?" I asked.He removed my hand and wanted to leave but I held on, encircling my arms around his stomach waist and placing my head against his back. The abrupt act got him to stop."I'm sorry. Please don't get mad at me." I said softly.He slowly removed my hand and turned me to face him. "You disobeyed me, Sophie. Infront of everyone. We should have deliberated on this as a couple before you go spilling everything all on your own. You broke the contract rules and deserve discipline for doing so."I opened my mouth to talk but couldn't form any coherent words. He was right. I took the decision upon myself however, I was only trying to set things straight. "I-l apologize, Enzo
..."I shouldn't have concealed the truth from the world. I can't excuse myself for being an accomplice. We were in on it, together. I'm sorry." He repeated as if saying the mantra would bring back my deceased brother."It's hard and a lot for me to take in sir but I... l understand. You loved your son enough to forsake my father. I will try to forgive and forget that fact." I said, my voice hoarse from crying."Thank you. I truly appreciate it. I never knew you were Malton's daughter. He was a good man and my friend at heart. Do not despise him. Whatever wrong he does is not his fault. It's ours since we made him that way." Webster said, continuing."We killed your brother, scarred your father but here you are, married to my son and taking care of him. I deserve to die." He said lastly in pain. Where was I going to start? They've trusted and believed I was married to their son for a year now. I think it's time to reveal the truth. "Mum, Dad, Daphne. I have something to say. You ca
The secret behind the killing....Malton was agitated to see him give in so easily and angrily cocked the gun barrel to finish him off. He stopped abruptly as he heard a scream."Noo, Father. Please don't!!" I shouted.Malton's attention was thwarted as he turned to know who had that voice. Although the face wasn't familiar, he was strangely drawn to the woman. Lorenzo ran inside and stopped at the horrible sight. His father was just a step away from being sent to the afterlife. "It's me, father. I'm Sophie... Your daughter."Malton's eyes widened as he abruptly stepped back. He was suddenly having mixed emotions. His feelings were all over the place as he couldn't believe nor comprehend what was happening. "It can't be. The last time I spoke with Laura she informed me our daughter was sixteen, not this grown adult. And she stays with her mother in New York City." He said, disapprovingly."Father. Please listen to me. I'm Sophie Winterfield, your only daughter. I know you went th
..NEW YORK.Morning.I yawned and opened my eyes. I climbed out of bed and removed my nightie as I went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower as the water cascaded down my body. I turned it off when I was done and reentered the room. I heard my boy's voice calling to me. "Mama!""Miguel, Mummy's coming. Let me put on my clothes... Okay?" I said and went to my closet.I yanked out the blue gown and wore it instantly. I packed my hair into a tight bun and went to his cot. I lowered down and carried him in my arms. He was already a year old to be lying around in a crib although in my eyes he'd always remain a baby. One I watched grow. Just then, a knock came in. My mother walked in."Good morning, Mum." She smiled. "Come down, breakfast is served.""Okay. I'll be right there." She nodded before leaving.I dropped my son on his feet and held his tiny hands as we walked out the door. I climbed down the stairs and stopped at the dining table.I saw the food and drinks had already been
9:35 Pm.Night.So, that was how it happened. It was probably the reason why he couldn't find Malton. So those three had been friends with Sophie's father all along, then how could they betray him? He thought. Sighing, he raked his fingers through his hair. He wouldn't allow anything to befall his Dad. He will protect him. It was never Webster's fault. He battled with his mind, thinking hard about whether to tell his wife what he'd just found out. In the end, he decided it was best not to.His driver parked the car and opened the door for him. He came down and walked inside his house. He went to his room and dropped the briefcase before removing his clothes. He entered the bathroom and had a warm bath, to clear his lousy thoughts. When he went to select his robe, a knock came in. He waited till he was done. "Come in."The door opened and she stepped in. "Sir, your dinner's served." Lorenzo gazed at her and pointed at the table. "Drop it there." She did as she was told with her head
"You don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I should have told you sooner." She said in tears, wiping her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. "Don't cry anymore, my child. I can't afford to see you in tears." She eased back, wiping my teary face."Thanks, Mum. Thanks for telling me the truth.""Are you hungry? I made lunch." She said softly.I shook my head. "I'm good. I only need some rest." I said as my eyes went round my room. I saw Miguel's cot at the extreme and knew he had already gone off to sleep. My gaze fell on the present underneath the table."What's that, Mum?" I asked, curiously."This? Your stepdad was so happy when he got promoted and decided to buy you a present. Damon believed you'd surely come back for it. And you did. I've been praying for your arrival ever since." She went and brought it out, handing it over to me. "I hope you will like it."I grabbed the package, ripping it entirely off. I gasped excitedly as I saw the purple designer handbag and a sparkling brace