Amelia "I don't think that's the best thing to do Mimi." "Why? It's amazing. We had no other option. We needed this." "Asking Uncle Evans to fund our court case is not the best. For fuck's sake, he is our father's friend." "...And someone who loves you and your daughter. Look at the bright side, it's amazing, it'll be good for you." "We could have sorted this by ourselves. On our own, we can do this." "We don't have enough money for this and you know that." "What exactly did you say to him? No one would do this willingly." "I think Evans is different." Becca looked at me closely and squinted her eyes, a thing she does now. "What?" "What kind of bargain did you make Mimi?" "Nothing. I just begged and he accepted." "What's our next move?" I asked as a distraction. "The court. I placed a complaint, I'm awaiting the next step." "Okay, that's good." "You won't win." My father said by the door. He stood with his new dose of black coffee in his hands. "Y
Amelia Well, that didn’t go as planned.“What do you suggest? There is no evidence with Becca, it’s not like she recorded everything that happened between them. The court isn’t going to take only our word for it…”“Breathe”“But..”“The only thing you gain from stressing are wrinkles and worry lines. We don’t need that on this beautiful face now do we?”Instant blush..Why does he have to say something like that. I’m already having trouble keeping my claws of him and now he wants to be romantic?!“Besides, we’re at a good restaurant. The least we can do is get something to eat.”“Seriously?”“Yeah”“I’m a chef, I cook for a living, if you want to eat something ask me to make it for you.”“Is this you sneaking a free pass to my place?”This guy’s arrogance..“Waiter.”“You’re not going to say anything?”“I’m ready to place my order now.”He laughed… ***Becca’s pacing was beginning to get on my nerves.“You’re acting like I’m about to give you th
Amelia I am so tired. Just want to sleep or do nothing but I can't. Someone needs my culinary skills. I need to learn how to say no to some clients. But not right now, I need the money, especially now that Becca is around.I entered Becca's room and saw her staring into space with tears rolling down her cheeks.“Hey,” I hugged her tightly from behind.“Whatever it is, I'm here and we'll tackle it together. I will never leave you or let anyone hurt you again. I promise.”Becca cleaned her cheeks, sniffing and blinking rapidly to stop the flow of her tears.“Sorry, I just miss my baby and I'm wondering if I should just go back and bear…”“Hell no!! Do you think that when Stephanie is older, she will be happy that you sacrificed your happiness for her? I know that things are hard right now, but they will get better. Going back now will just make everyone except that jerk and father unhappy in the long run. Things will get better okay? And you'll be with your baby girl soon.”Becca turne
Evans “Yes. I know that we agreed on you being my sex slave, but I love savoring my food and you're a whole banquet.”I heard her cute sharp exhales. I know without a doubt that she's dripping for me right now and the knowledge fills me with a certain pride.“Princess, enjoy your day and keep your pretty head filled with thoughts of me and the time we'll spend together okay?”“Yes, Evans…”What does she want to say? More importantly, why is she hesitating? That's not her style.“Princess??”“Have a good day too Evans.”Amelia ended the call before I could say anything. Weird.. was someone there with her or did I leave her flustered?My phone beeped.Princess: Becca is going to be working with me for now. Until she has a job. We're going out, getting things ready for a job.I'll also like it if your thoughts are filled with me.Me: It always is a princess.Princess:...I laughed and dropped my phone. I wasn't in the mood to go to the office, besides things run smoothly there whether I
Evans “If you do this, our friendship will come to an end. There will be no going back if you do this.”“The fact that you believed that I would do nothing tells me that you don't know me and if that's the case, then our friendship is already over.”Barry looked at me for a long time before sighing and sitting back down. He massaged his temples looking a decade older.“There is no budging you is there?”I stared at him. Barry let out another sigh.“Do as you wish. If you want to invest in something that wouldn't profit you and isn't your business, be my guest. But Evans, after this is all over, you and I are going to have a long talk about what this is really about.”“Thank you.”Of course, I can do this without his knowledge. But I feel better having his permission. I just hope that when we have the conversation he wants, he'll be like this. If not, he's lost.“Forget it. Tell me something pleasant.”***I waited outside for Amelia, she was running late by five minutes and I was itc
Amelia My body tingled. It felt like every turn I made brought pleasure to my body.“I know you're awake. All that tossing isn't helping you.” Evans said.“I wasn't pretending.” There was a sappy smile on my face.“Then why aren't your eyes opened?”“I'm basking in the state of pleasure that you left me in.”“Hmmm.”“Do you think you can handle more?” He whispered into my ear.Shivers ran through my body at the thought.“Yes…I feel sore but it's not a bad feeling.”Evans smacked my ass.“Hey, I can't handle kinky right now.” I groaned, looking over my shoulders at him.He laughed and kissed me.“Good morning princess.”“Mhmm…morning Evans.”“How do you feel about pancakes?”“Whose’s making?”“Not you.”Evans placed a soft kiss on my head and left the bed.“Rest up. I'll wake you up to eat.”I nodded and dozed off…***“I'm sorry. There was a little delay on the way.”“No problem,” Becca said smiling at me.I squeezed her hand as I sat.“Mr. Smith.”“A pleasure for you to join us, Mis
Amelia “Did you see her face?”Becca laughed as we entered the house.“The bitch had it coming is all I'm saying.”“That's right. I just didn't expect you to react like that.”“I couldn't take the garbage she was spewing anymore.”My gaze met my dad's. I stared at him. We were having a good time and Becca was in a good mood. I don't need him changing that.“Did I teach you to have no respect for your elders?”“Hmmm, you thought me that only people that brings you gain matters.”Becca didn't say a word. She just made her way up the stairs.“Becca, how are you?”“Seriously? Look-”“I'm fine. Is that what you want to hear?” she snapped, cutting me off and glaring at him.“Well father,” she started descending. “I feel peachy because my daughter isn't with me and I'm so elated that the husband you picked for me only saw me as a punching bag and a cum dump. I am also joyful that after all I went through, he decided that my hole wasn't good enough and went for another that he claims to love
Amelia I tried to control the trembling in my hands as I searched for Evans name on my phone.Dylan tried to stop me from watching the videos, but I had my way.God, it was terrible…The things that man did to her, the things she endured.I couldn't even finish watching everything and yet, Becca endured that. For a fucking long time.And she couldn't even call the cops. That bastard was meticulous.“Princess?” I stared crying as I heard the worry in his tone. Becca didn't have anyone like that not even me. Someone that could sense how upset you were from the sound of your voice.“Princess? What's wrong, what happened?”“Evans…” I sobbed “Where are you?”“I'm…I'm.” “Hey, hey. Princess listen to me. I need you to give me an address so I'll come get you. Then, I'll make everything better okay?”“You…can't.”“Let me be the judge of that princess. Now, address.”“It's…. Umm…”“Does he know?” Dylan asked, rubbing my back soothingly.I nodded.“Who's there princess?”Dylan took the phone
Song: Your Song by Rita OraThree years later…“Stop!” I giggled as I dodged his hands. “Stop!” I laughed this time as his large arms wrapped round my chest. “What? I'm not doing anything,” he denied.“Yes, you are. Stop tickling me.” “Don't you have work to do?” I asked him as I turned to face him. “Hmm?” “I don't have work to do,sorry.” He made a sad face and smiled.“Urghh…don't do that. I thought old people aren't meant to make those faces?” “I'm forty-four, and I am not old.” “You are to me.” “Says the twenty-five year old…”“No, says your wife.” I cupped his cheeks and pressed my lips against his. I had missed him a lot. He just got back from a trip last night, and he's been over me since. I mean, I did miss him but…Well—Hell. I'm a fucking liar. I missed him a lot. I was about to say something when I got interrupted by the knock on the door. “Come in,” I said. Dia came running in with Becca behind her.“Daddy! Daddy!” she said as she immediately jumped onto her fat
Amelia6 months later…“I'll hold her.” “What if she cries or she needs something?” “Mimi, Dia is fine, today is your day so go…have fun.” “How do I look?” I asked my sister.“So so good. The dress looks perfect on you. Now go walk on that aisle like a boss,” she smiled and cradled Dia in her arms. “Ready?” Cressida came in and asked. Her eyes immediately landed on me and she gasped.“Oh my god, you look so gorgeous.”“She is the bride after all, she should look good.” Frankie said as she came in.I gave a warm smile and clenched my hands together. I was nervous but I was really so happy. “The bridesmaid is here to take you, your Highness,” Frankie smiled as she gave a bow. “I don't know if…” “Enough! You look beautiful. You're getting married, no negative thoughts. No negative thoughts, okay? Mom will be so proud of you.” That warmed my heart.That made me feel content. As Frankie took my hand and walked out the dressing room with me, I knew this was it. I was getting marrie
Evans“Shit!” I cursed as I helped her into the car. I drove as fast as I could, unsure what to do.“You…you okay?” I looked back at her. She wasn't saying anything.“Please Amelia, communicate!” “Evans….I love you but baby, shut the fuck up and drive the damn car, right now!” Her scream came out as a cry. In no time, we were in the hospital. Her water broke in the car and she needed immediate attention. While she was being wheeled into the labour room, I called Becca and Hans immediately. Minutes later, they walked into the waiting room. Seriously, did they jump from the sky? “Is she in?” Becca asked.“Yes,” I answered. “They won't let me in. And I'm…” “She'll be fine,” Becca reassured me. I tried to stop my trembling hands from shaking. “I don't know why they've refused me to go in!” I stood up and punched the wall in frustration.“Calm down, man.” Hans said.“Let's just sit here and wait. She'll be okay. She's a strong girl.” AmeliaAs I lay on the bed, head facing the cei
Evans I have planned this. I hope this goes well and it wasn't fucked up by Hans. I still hate him, but he has been a good guy. Hans is a great guy but he can be shady, and that just fucks things up for his character. My fingers trembled on the steering. I shouldn't be nervous about this. I have been planning the proposal for weeks now. I know she was expecting it sooner, and it did make me feel like a dick but I had to wait. I've pre-planned this. Two weeks of thinking of the perfect proposal, four weeks of looking for the perfect spot/restaurant/ any place, really. One week of constant training. I had written a little note and slipped it into my pants pockets. I looked at her again. I hope this works. Amelia looked at me with raised eyebrows when we stopped at the same hotel where Barry had his gala months ago. “I thought we were eating out?” I held my breath, “We are. I have something to show you. Come.” After we got out of the car; we entered the hotel and were welcomed by
Amelia“Okay. Then I agree to this. To all of it.” Saying those words made me hurt but I knew I had to do it. I had to let my dad go. “Is this what you want, Princess?” Evans asked and I simply nodded my head, hiding my sobs. “Okay,” he responded and signed the papers. My dad looked at the both of us, his eyes filled with nothing but content. Not envy or greed but content. I love my father. I will always love him no matter what. “Will you atleast come when we have the baby?” “Yes, I will. I promise to come see my grandchild.” And with that, my dad gave me a long look and a, “please take care of her,” to Evans and walked away. “Baby…” I didn't realise I was crying until Evans was at my side, wiping my stained cheeks with his thumbs. That day was spent on his laps, sobbing and eating popcorn. ****“Fuck me,” he groaned as i shifted again on his chest.“Sorry.” I totally forgot he needed more rest. My whole weight was on him throughout the night. “You don't have to apologise.”
Amelia“You just got discharged a few days ago. I'm not letting you go anywhere.” “Why not?” He looked at me with his bowl of cereal in his hand. “I won't let you go anywhere, understand?” “You're being bossy. I'm fine. I'm well, I just have…I have work to do.” “Why are you so stubborn Evans?” “Why are you so reluctant and bossy, princess?” I rolled my eyes and watched his Adam's apple bob up and down. We just got discharged six days ago, there is no way I'm letting this man walk out of this house to go work.“I'll be careful. Nicholas will be there.”“No.”“What if I bribe you?” “Yeah, right.” I said as I poured the coffee into the mug and dropped a spoonful of sugar into the mug.“I love seeing you bossy. It makes you sexier. Maybe next time you can wear a police outfit and boss me around just like this?”“Haha, funny. I know you can work from home. So do just that.” “Oh, you are such a sexy wife.” I didn't dwell on the fact that he just called me his wife. His phone rang,
Amelia“Ms Reynolds,” the doctor said as he walked up to me. “Yes doctor,” I jumped on my feet immediately. “I have good news,” he said. He could clearly see the worry and sadness in my sore eyes. Everyone in the hospital knew about me. I had gone to pray in the hospital's church and met a woman, sue comforted me. God bless her. She had her own worries too, but she listened to me. Spared me a napkin and we both cried. We both cried for me.“What's the news?” “Mr Scott is fine. He is conscious now. We had to extract the toxic poison from his body before it caused any more damage. He was already losing strength and with the toxin still roaming free, there was a higher chance of it causing a stroke or worse. We had no other option to save him. I am really sorry if this made you worried, I hope you can understand.” “It's fine doctor. Thank you. Can I see him now?” “Yes, but he is still weak. We've administered some medications and drips to help give him strength. But yes, you're f
Amelia Ignoring the tiny twinge of discomfort in my ankles, I paced. Have been pacing for a while now.They won't tell me anything. Nicholas, Kelly, even Thomas. They knew something but they won't say.Why won't they tell me? I was Evan's, the mother of his child. I deserved to know what was wrong.It was tempting to look at the clock to know how long he had been in there. How long the doctors were taking to surface.“Nicholas, tell me what's wrong, please.” He averted his gaze but I won't be discouraged. “Nicholas…” I wadled to his line of vision, “... tell me. You don't have to worry about my reaction and the baby will be fine. Just tell me.”He remained mute.“Mimi…” I heard Becca say behind me.I clutched the front his shirt with both hands, finally gaining his attention. “Tell me right now or so help me God…”Freeing him immediately at the sound of a door opening, I abandoned the idea of trying to force the answer out of him and turned to the doctor.My heart fell with disappoin
Amelia It's been two days since that day. Since he was shot and it feels like death already. Kelly stroked my hair and carried the plates out. I have been eating, just because of the baby and the fact that Evans would be mad at me when he does wake up if I skip meals.But it's been hard. So hard.“Baby…” I blinked my tired and swollen eyes as I grabbed his left hand. “Don't you think it's time to wake up?”Nothing. Just stillness under his eye lids that I was scared of.“I need you Evans,” I whispered, my voice hoarse and tiny from the countless tears I had shed. “Please…”His thumb didn't give my hand a little stroke like I desperately wished for. It just laid there in the silence. They said everything was okay now, that it was just a matter of waiting for him to wake up.“Babe, don't do this Evans. Look at me, get up and look at me,” the quiver in my voice drew my attention to my wet cheeks. “Oh..” I was crying again.The door opened. I didn't bother to look up, it was the nurse