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I open the door and see my Barry standing there after the loud knocks.“Hey, you're still awake,” I said to him,“Yes man, I wanted to get some milk to help me sleep but then I heard Amelia's phone ring from your room.”“Amelia's ringtone?” I asked him to play dumb. I knew it had to be anyone at that point, good thing I hid her in the bathroom before I opened the door.“Yes, I know her ringtone anywhere and it came from this room.”“Ah, the sound you heard. It was— f…from a video of some sort.”“Ohhhh, you didn't tell me you're into girly things.” He cocked a brow, smiling sheepishly.“Someone sent it to me.”“Is there a new woman that I don't know of?”“Well—“You know what—I'll bring some whiskey over, we need to catch up on old times buddy.” I didn't have the time to decline as he hurriedly left to get the drinks. I walk to the bathroom to see if Amelia was still there.I open the door and see her hand on her cheek, trying not to make a sound.“He went to get some drinks.” I said.“Why didn't you refuse?”“ I didn't have the chance too. “ I replied.“I know my Dad, he said he can't sleep. Then he can't sleep and he won't sleep any time soon.”“So you need to leave now.” I insisted.“Are you out of your mind?! What if he sees me?” she shouts but lower, trying not to make the bathroom echo.“So you rather stay in here? He won't sleep anytime soon.”“If he wears out, he will.” I close the door when I hear Barry's footsteps entering my room.“Found the fresh bottle of whiskey.” He said, lifting the bottle up in the air. This is going to be a long night.******Barry left at daybreak, it was a long time and we hadn't chatted that long as old friends but I was more worried that Amelia had to sleep in the bathroom all night.I opened the door of the bathroom and meet a sleepy Amelia, her head about to hit the floor of the bathroom when I immediately rushed wedging her head with my palms.She looked so peaceful sleeping and I was not in any mood for drama this morning.I took her up, carrying her to my bed.“You don't need to carry me.” a sleepy eyes Amelia said when her back hit the soft mattress.“ You slept in the bathroom, you need as much rest as you can.”“Dad is gone?”“Yes he is.”“I didn't know he woukd stay that long.” she said still with tired eyelids.“I told you—you should have left then.”“ I know. I'm just so tired, can I rest here a little bit?” she asked, looking at me with those big hazel doe-like eyes.“Fine,” was all I could say when I should send her out of the room immediately.“Put the lights back on,” She said when I switched them off, ready to leave the room. “I can't sleep with them off.” she finished.“Okay.” The sooner she gets some rest, the better for me.Amelia I wake up to a smell of after shave, my eyelids open but suddenly I'm met with a wet, draining—hot body. He just came out of the bathroom, but his body was—Damn!! It sparkled, dripping with water as his taut abs looking edible. I could squirm. He notices soon enough how I look at him, I started to long. “So you've been awake.” “I just woke up.” I lied turning my head over to the other side. “I know you're lying.” “I'm not lying.” I defended myself. Vance looked so edible and beautiful. His broad chest was the least of my worries because my attention was fully on his abs. How that body could do so many things to me. Choke me maybe? “You don't need to day dream about me.” His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. “Hell, no I'm not!” “Mimi—you don't have to lie about it. I saw your eyes on my waist.” I turned my face and meet him standing with crossed arms on his chest—the bulge of his arms. “I'm not lying.” He comes close to me, watching me closely. My pink blush creepi
Amelia“You're too young to be here at this time.” he said,making me scoff. I continue walking down hoping to see a taxi anytime soon.“Amelia, where the f**k do you think you're going?”“I'm going home.”“You're going home, without a car?”“I don't need one. I could get a taxi or book an uber.” I said searching for my phone when I realised those dickheads stole it without me looking.“ S**t—they took my phone.”“Come on—I'll drive you home.”“No” I disagree “Amelia stop being so f***king stubborn and get into the car.” I turn on my heels walking He catches up to me—holding my arm and pausing my steps.“It's 11pm Amelia and you think it's good to walk all by your f**king self?!”“Vance, you're not my father and you don't have any control over me. So rest assured I will walk home by myself. I don't need help from an egotistical mammal.”“Fine. You want to walk alone, I won't stop you.” he said and walked back to his car. I didn't need a lift from him. I didn't need him at all! He a
The groan that escapes his lips is low and guttural as he itches his face closer to mine—cupping my cheeks in his hands. I was drained by shock but also a little possibility of wanting to kiss him. No, you hate him Mimi—my subconscious said with my eyes closed. His hands slid from my cheeks and onto the seat belt, checking if it was in place before placing his hands on the wheel. “Uhm..” I said. “Uhm what?” “I thought—” I trailed off “You thought what?” My silence gave me up and he immediately started laughing at me. He laughed so hard, his smile wide this time. I've never seen him laugh like this. “You thought I would kiss you?” “I didn't think that.” I tried to hide my shame. Oh, my word! “Of course you did.” He continued laughing. “Well…yeah, didn't you?” I asked. He paused, looking at me for a moment before saying, “I would rather kiss a horse.” What the fuck?! No, he just compared me to a horse. An animal!! Seriously, is no one seeing the rudeness of this man?
AmeliaI was home alone today, Evans was here too. Dad was out for some business stuff and the helpers—well they were not in sight.This is the perfect time to set my test in motion. Seduction—phase 1. Urghhh, saying it like that felt like I was doing something wrong.I knocked on his door and he opened in a flash.“Hii”He gouged me, trying to see if something was okay.“What?”“Why are you in front of my room door?” he questioned.“I was passing…I wanted to ask if you would like some cookies. I'm about to bake some.”“No.” He swiftly said and was about to close the door.“Come on, I'm trying to be nice.”“That's the thing, you're never nice.”“But I can be.”“Not to me.” He said “Come on, some cookies and milk won't do you any harm.”“Amelia, I'm a 40 year old man. I don't take milk and cookies.” He sternly said.I rolled my eyes before responding, “No wonder you are so grumpy—you never take a day off.” “Can I go into my room now?” He asked without waiting for a reply and shut th
Amelia For once I wanted to at least forget about this whole marriage thing, just completely forget. Today I was having dinner with Ramon—my supposed husband-to-be. I watched them smile, Ramon and his father as they chatted with my Dad. Dad lived for this moment. His greed blindly him. “Ah, there she is. Come my sweet.” Of course, he would be so nice to me because he is finally getting what he wants through me. I sit beside Ramon and instantly feel disgusted. “She hasn't changed a bit. Still the same beautiful Amelia.” Ramon’s father, Mr Rajid said. “She has become a woman.” Dad loudly spoke and laughed. “You know when I told Ramon about the engagement he was elated.” Rajid eyed Ramon. Ramon however, didn't give that look of feeling elated at all. His head was to the food and I saw his eyes trail our chef—we have the best chef. This dinner is simply the worst. ***** “Phase one didn't work,” I tell Cassie on the phone. “Well, on to phase two.” she happily mentioned. “Cass
Evans I had to quickly get home to relax, after the scene Amelia pulled into the board room. Even if she was my best friend's daughter, I hated her guts. She annoyed the f*ck out of me but thanks to my self-control. Soon enough, I caught a glimpse of what she wore. That yellow dress was Amelia's. She looked like she was struggling to get out of his grip. No Evans, just leave. My subconscious said. I pass the aisle but soon enough, I see myself going back again. I take the bat in my back seat, using it on his head. “Who the f*ck are you!” The guy shouted in my face and I gave him a punch—breaking his nose. “I also don't want to be here, it's mutual,” I said and gave him another blow. He was no match for me because he was on the floor in seconds. **** Amelia slept soundly in my car, I wasn't going to take her up—not with my best friend at home. I drive straight to my apartment in no time she's soundly asleep on my bed. 30 minutes later… “What is this place?” I hear her voice a
Amelia Today was the day I chose my dress for the engagement. My wedding engagement. “Mimi, you've been in there for a long time now,” Cassie called. I walked out, in my 24th dress choice. “I don't want to do this,” I said “I know girl, but you have no other option.” “If I could just look for a way to get out of this whole marriage thing.” “Unfortunately, there is none. If you had a rich boyfriend like Ramon in your life. You wouldn't have to deal with all this arrangement.” Cassie said. “That's it! Omg Cassie you're a genius.” “I know I am but what'd I do?” She gave me one of those beautiful smiles of hers. “I should find myself a rich boyfriend! Someone with more influence compared to Ramon’s or my father's.” “Mimi, your engagement is in 2 days. How are you going to find that ‘perfect’ man?” “That's why we have the Internet. Come on Cassie, keep up!” **** “We've been searching for hours, there's no one with that much influence,” Cassie whined. “So I'm stuck with
Amelia Evans didn't come home after this. It didn't bother my father but it bothered me, he wasn't taking any of my calls and we needed to take pictures and release them on the Internet. The engagement ceremony was tonight. “Where are you?” I asked Evans on the phone. After calling all day, he finally decided to answer. “I've been working.” “You need to meet me. We have something important.” “My work is more important Amelia.” “Mimi, you can call me Mimi.” He said nothing at his end. “Please. Remember, you promised to help” “And I haven't signed the papers yet.” “Meet me at PremiumDelu” ****** He did come, but this time better. His blonde hair was gelled back, exposing his chiseled face and painted nose. How could I forget how beautiful my father's best friend is…how sometimes I wish he could be mine. His leather tux didn't do justice in hiding his large arms. The shirt almost looked small cause this man was wide! He ushered me into the car, it felt like one of those
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