...Lorenzo.10: 0'PM.Lorenzo was in his bathroom, showering. He turned off the water and wrapped his waist with a towel. He reappeared in his room, went to his closet and opened it. He selected his black pants and white tee shirt. He took his time while wearing it. He sat down and wore his black shoes. He went and stood before the mirror as he scrutinised himself, styling his shoulder-length hair.He wanted to call Rohan to tell him that he was already on his way but he decided to see Sophie first. He walked out from his room heading straight to hers. He switched on the light as he climbed the stairs, grabbing the doorknob. He twisted but found it unlocked. He thanked the Gods and entered. He could barely see anything in the room cause it was dimly lit. The sun coming out from the shifted cotton made him get a better view of me from where he stood. Switching on the light, he got a perfect view of my lovely figure. He leaned back against the wall, smiling as he crossed his arms wh
... Rohan chuckled, grabbing the wine opener as he made good use of it. Setting the glasses aside, he filled them up and picked up one. Raising it in the air. "To an unending night of passion." Lincoln clinked glasses with him, chugging it down. Enzo did the same with the ladies as Pinkerbell began in earnest to please him. She started caressing his body, from his flawless handsome face, down his chest. As if she wasn't feeling it, she slipped her hand inside his body, caressing his nipple, his well-toned abs and his underpants.Lorenzo held her arm, jerking it away from his body. The sudden movement surprised her. No man has ever turned down her advances before. This was new. To hide the embarrassment she was passing through, she grabbed the bottle of whiskey, chugging it straight from the source. She didn't bother pouring it into the glass to show a little drinking decency. She knew the other two would make a big mockery of his charms having gone wrong when this night was over
...Sophie.After I had watched him leave, I tried forcing myself to slumber but had woken up two consecutive times within three hours. Now I stood gazing out the window, waiting for his arrival. I knew I shouldn't worry about him but I just couldn't help it.Shortly, the gate was yanked open by the gatekeeper as a familiar car drove in. Having recognized the car as his I hurriedly put on my fluffy slippers, running outside. I almost tripped over on my way as I tried to catch up with him before he would disappear into his private space never to be seen for the night again. I unlocked the front door that leads to the garage and gasped at seeing the condition he was in.What the hell, like he was totally wasted unable to stand on his own two feet if not for his friend who was assisting him. I caught a vague feature of a woman amidst the night view. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was why he was clinging onto her as his life depended on it. Ellabelle's reassuring words flew
. . . Morning. Lorenzo felt uncomfortable as if someone was sharing the same bed with him. It was as if someone was drawing him closer but he knew pretty well it was unlikely considering he doesn't like to share his space with anyone. When he couldn't take the uncomfortability anymore, he yanked his eyes open, caressing his forehead. "Fuck! My head's spinning. I'm seeing stars so early in the morning," He exclaimed as his eyes fell on the bed. He saw a woman sleeping next to him. She was so close, her long arm holding onto his broad chest. How possible was that? What are the odds of him bringing in the opposite sex into his comfort zone? A smile crept up his sleep-covered face as he thought it was his sweetheart, Sophie. He had a change of thought as he looked at the colour of the unknown woman's hair. It wasn't red like his wife's. What the fuck was going on? He thought, shoving off her arm. "Hey, get up." He said, shaking her. "Who the heck are you? What's ya doing sleepi
...Sophie."No. No. Who are you? Where's this place?" The shadow kept quiet. I knew I was not alone. I knew I was being watched but my company refused to talk. It was dark, chilly and stuffy with only the sounds of the cricket keeping me company. The dimly lit atmosphere felt suffocating. I hyperventilated severally unable to catch my breath. There was no breeze coming in since the windows were locked. I gasped for air. My wrists weren't free, they were cuffed behind my back. My legs were chained to the bed. My neck was strapped with a collar as if I was some caged dog. Was the mysterious stranger who locked me in here planning on mistreating me like a dog that went astray?The situation was above me. It was one I couldn't deal with. My lips were sealed with plastic tape. I couldn't move. I couldn't call out for help with the little breath I had left but I had to try, nevertheless. I found myself screaming but it was muffled. I was slowly losing my mind. Then another shadow appe
..."I'm afraid Father but I'll have to decline." He said.Webster took a quick gulp of his drink, polishing it off afterwards. Just as expected, he knew his son was going to shy away from it. His chest rose and fell, his expression prickled with anger.He was the kind that liked obedience. He never liked his authority being questioned. "How can you so adamantly refuse such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Many in your shoes would like nothing but to have such an opportunity thrown their way. The decision has been made and you will not go against it. You will do as I say. I insist. The company won't be passed on to anyone if not you." He said, decisively.Lorenzo shrank back in his seat, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeves in sudden discomfort as he thought of what to say. "But father... Why me? I don't understand why this sudden responsibility has to fall on my shoulders when my older brother is still alive and kicking. Atkins is the supposed rightful heir, not me. I'm just th
...She pulled away, clearing her throat. "Since we're on that topic. Can you accompany me to my friend's night party?" She asked, blinking twice. It was all written on her face how she wanted my response to "I don't think that's...," I was still talking when she cut me off."I mean, he's not really my friend 'cause he once betrayed my trust but I've moved on long ago," she said, taking a sip of her drink. Trying to cover the look of hurt on her face.I sighed, crawling an inch closer to her. "Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked.She looked at me and bit her inner lips. "It's all in the past. It's just a guy I was unfortunate enough to cross roads with during my second-year semester. That was two years ago and I'm now in my finals. We fell in love at first sight like all fantasy stories begin. I thought he was my night in shining armour. My prince charming and I was his Cinderella with the missing silver shoe. Little did I know it was my own wild imagination." He huffed, continuin
. . . "I have a plan A. We'll escape through the window, then we bolt through the backyard gate. It's already late so it's definitely locked against intruders. Then again... I have a spare. Let's just pray there's no one watching over the gate." She said, exhaling. "Wow! That's a nice plan. But how'd you get your hands on a spare one?" I asked, curiously. "Um. Your husband gave it to me the day he bolted from home. Let me check if I even brought it with me. I always bring it along in case an emergency like this one, occurs." She said, searching through her things. After a few seconds, she found it. "Yepii! it's here!" She shouted, excitedly, locking eyes with me. "Come let's move." She slowly shifted the opening of the window able to slip herself in. I huffed. Not in relief cause it never really mattered if we were able to slip off the night or not. At least not to me, it didn't. I still couldn't believe I was doing this. I thought, inwardly. Once she was out, I sneaked out,
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