Freshly showered, I came out of the bathroom and sat on the couch.
"You can rest now, Captain Smith," he told me with a cool voice. "Mr. President, my room is not equipped like the hospital. There's no button that you could press whenever you need something," I answered him which made him look at me with surprise. "The guards are just outside and standing guard at the door and I can easily call them if I need something," he replied, implying that there's no need for me to stay. I shook my head to deny him. "I'm sorry, Mr. President for not obeying this time. I have to make sure you don't run a fever tonight." Frowning, he said, "Are you sure, it's just okay with you?" "Don't worry, Mr. President. I'm used to it," I answered with a light chuckle. He probably forgot that I was a doctor. He was about to lie down and I heard him whimper. I rushed toward the bed. "Careful, Mr. President."I helped him lay down on the bed. The grimace of pain on his face was still there after he laid down on the bed. "Mr. President, your wound is still fresh and you should be careful when moving," I lifted his hospital gown to see if his wound was bleeding. I caught the shock on his face when I lifted his hospital gown. But brushed it off as I have to check his injury. "Good thing it didn't bleed," I pulled down his hospital gown right after making sure his injury didn't bleed. I continued to speak when he was silent. "Please, have patience, Mr. President. I promise to make it possible for you to be able to move freely in three days and be back to the capital in under two weeks." He didn't say a word and just closed his eyes. "Good night, Mr. President," I said and switched off the lights only leaving the wall lamp beside the coach but made it dim. I took my McBook and opened my e-mail. General Rossini had e - mailed me the president's medical history so I could plan his diet. The president is in pretty good shape. He rarely got sick. Making a diet plan for his fast recovery wouldn't be that hard. Planning the president's diet took me three hours. By the time I finished planning, my neck and back were a little stiff, so I rubbed my neck and stood to stretch my stiff back. Quitely, I approached the bed and checked his temperature. Having a fever would mean that his injury got infected, I heaved a sigh of relief when his temperature indicated that he has no fever. Taking care of the head of state isn't something I could take lightly. Even when tending to an ordinary person I had always been conscientious. Andrei's POVSleep evaded me because of her presence in the room. As if being bewitched, I stared at her while she busily types on the keyboard. The way she arched her brows whenever she stopped and thought for a while before typing again fascinated me. She rubbed her neck and stretched. She put her arms upward and her top went up almost to her mid torso. Her waist was so small and the curve of her hips was alluring. I didn't notice that she was wearing a blouse and a hipster. She has a beautiful body Incredulity spread across my heart as I found myself staring at the woman for the entire three hours. Not even Stella made me this way, even when I was head over heels for her.I closed my eyes when she headed towards the bed and pretended to be asleep. She took my temperature, after which she went back to the couch.Tara's POV All through the night, I went back and forth to the bed and the couch to check on the president's temperature. When I laid on the couch, I didn't know when I drifted to sleep. Bursting sun rays lit the horizon at the time I opened my eyes. Quite energetic, despite my lack of sleep, I approached the president with light footsteps so I wouldn't disturb him. I broke into a smile as he hadn't developed a fever. I'm not fond of wasting time, so I rushed to the bathroom and had a quick shower before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the president. Tiptoeing, I entered the room, but I felt like a thief that was caught red handed when our eyes collided. As quick witted as I am, I was able to pull myself together right away and greeted him cheerfully, "Good morning, Mr. President." "Morning," he answered back, his face and voice devoid of warmth. His lack of warmth had not in the least offended me. Appreciated or not, I am here to do my duty to the head of state. This is my responsibility as a citizen of Narani. I went out to push in the food trolley with his breakfast. Expecting that he would be able to eat by himself, I placed the food in front of him and turned to leave. "Feed me," his low and cold voice sounded from my back. My lips twitched and I smiled faintly before returning to my calm facade.I turned to him and approached the bed and did as he ordered. Knowing that he was a neat freak, after feeding him, I led him to the bathroom and left him there.For me not to appear like a nagging wife, I refrain from reminding him to be careful with his injury. With his intellect, I know he knew what he should do and shouldn't be doing. While I was cleaning his upper body, out of the blue he asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?"The feeling of having your wound poke by others isn't enjoyable. Hiding the hurt in my eyes, I didn't look up to him and continued cleaning his body. Suddenly, I felt his fingers slide under my chin, tilting my head up. Helplessly, I looked at him. His cold gray eyes were not as cold as they used to be. Lost for words, my mouth opened and closed like a fish, unable to speak. "Did you hear me?" He asked after a moment of silence. Out of nowhere he asked me about this. And wasn't prepared to be asked such a question. Particularly, from him. Never did it cross my mind that he would ask me something like this. We were not close to begin with, how could he ask something personal? "Answer me," he said in a coaxing tone which disabled my reluctance. I nodded but bowed my head, trying to evade but he held my chin firmly, not letting me avoid his gaze. He held my gaze with his and my breath caught up in my throat. "I want your word not your nod," he said with a magnetic voice.
Without my help, Roman wouldn't manage to land a managerial position in my uncle's company. I doubted that he would manage to get to that position. When asked by my uncle what engagement present I would like from him and because I was blindly in love with Roman, I asked my uncle for Roman's promotion. I remember my uncle's shock at that time which he quickly covered with a grin and said, "Of course, I will do as my favorite niece asked me." "No, that's not true," Roman denied it But I knew he was eyeing the position of the CFO as he said it when I came to pick him up at the bar because he could not drive. In his drunkenness he blurted it out. I was planning to ask my uncle to give him that position, however my uncle was away for a long business trip. The night of my uncle's return to the country, I went to Roman's apartment to tell him that we were going to my uncle's villa. I drove to his apartment and planned to wait for him there since it was still early. The lights of his
Gray piercing eyes captivated me. As if he had taken me into a different world where we were the only people who existed. He lifted his hands and used the pad of his thumb to brush my lower lip. "You are so beautiful," he said with a hoarse voice. He slid his hand on my neck and slid up to the back of my head. "Mr. President, General Rossini is here," a voice came from the outside. That voice seemed to destroy the world we were in and brought us back to reality. Embarrassed, I stood up and straightened my clothes and then I propped him up with pillows on his back so he could sit comfortably. General Rossini gave me a look as if he already guessed what had occurred a while ago. I hurriedly took my leave after greeting him. My heart beat only came back to normal after I had drank cold water. Did he want to kiss me? Impossible. He wouldn't take interest in me. I don't know if I was right. Or I was just over thinking. I'm not his type. The woman I saw in his room that night w
I didn't notice that two months had flown by quickly as we got so busy in the base. One night, Major Kavanaugh went knocking at the door of my quarter. "Captain Smith, please follow me," I followed him without question as I trusted this comrade. Seeing that we are drawing near the quarter where the president stayed during his surprise inspection, my body stiffened. My heart was restless but I reasoned that he can't be here because I never heard that he came. So, I calmed down. "Go inside," Major Kavanaugh said. Reluctantly, I reached for the knob and twisted it before pushing the door. My feet were rooted on the floor upon seeing the familiar back of a man. He's here! "Don't just stand there, come in and close the door behind you," his voice that was like a cielo resounded in my ears. I missed this voice.The last time I heard his voice was at the party, the night he proposed marriage to me. After that night, I never heard from him. I deduced that he was just jesting. "Tar
NarratorThat night, two bodyguards who stood next to the closed door, looked at each other. Their eyes were dancing with mischief as they heard Tara whimpering. "Mr. President, please," her voice sounded hoarse and alluring. Dawn was breaking in when the whimpering of the woman inside the room gradually subsided. The sun was beginning to rise when the door flung open. Emerging from the room, the man who had dark circles under his eyes, a visible proof that he didn't sleep a wink was already dressed and ready to leave. Judging from his appearance the guards need not to rack their brains to guess what took place inside the room. The bodyguards looked down to hide their smirk. The president couldn't resist the beauty who was begging for his help. They wanted to talk about what happened however they kept it to themselves because they knew better than to gossip about the president. Tara's POVI was startled when I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Realizing that it was the
By six in the evening, we left the base and flew by a chartered plane. I was surprised when I got out of the plane. We landed at the biggest airport in the nation at the heart of the capital city. I did not ask my superior and followed him obediently, feeling I was being led to be slaughtered. A car was already waiting for us. The driver opened it for us and I hopped in after General Rossini went into the car. After a while the car was out of the airport and joined in the traffic. Having been sleepless the night before, I got drowsy and I couldn't stop my head from nodding. Unknowingly, I drift off to sleep. The next thing I knew I was inside a luxurious room. "You're awake," I heard a magnetic voice. It's been a while since I heard that voice. My body tensed up and I looked away hiding my nervousness from his prying eyes. I felt the bed dipped which just heightened my edginess. Him sitting beside me while I lay on the bed made the space crowded, although the bed was huge.
After I had my shower. I was directed toward the dresser and had me sit on the bench. The make up artist began to apply primer on my face. The people being hired to doll me up were Astranian expats. They didn't knew that I could understand them. They were discussing that my so-called date must be a filthy rich guy who would spend a fortune just being his partner for a birthday party. So, the wedding was secret. At that moment I was so conflicted that I didn't really know what I wanted and how I felt. They chatter about me and the anonymous rich man while dolling me up. I had no idea how much time was spent dolling me up. It was like eternity. I was all set when Major Kavanaugh showed up in the hotel presidential suite. His eyes squinted as he looked at me. "You look stunning, madam," he bowed, showing me deference. "Major Kavanaugh, I'm still the same Captain Smith, your comrade," I said when he held my hand and put it at the crook of his arm. "You are above us now madam, b
I looked down at my feet to conceal my sadness. We just got married and he was already leaving. Andrei might be getting revenge as I have continually rejected him. Now, I know his pain. How I wish, I could bring back the past and change how I responded to him. "Don't be sad," Major Kavanaugh said. "The president has an urgent matter to do." I fixed my expression and forced myself to smile before looking up. He chuckled. "Don't force yourself to smile, you don't look good." The journey back to the hotel, Major Kavanaugh cracked jokes to brighten up the rather somber mood inside the car. I have seen Major Kavanaugh in a different light today. He was known to be reserved and taciturn.His presence doused me with his warmth driving away the coldness around me because of my husband's apparent rejection. "I have to get going, call the front desk if you need anything," Major Kavanaugh patted my head and turned on his heels and left. Left alone, the luxurious and spacious suite bec
Andrea Wilkin’s POV The garden was filled with laughter as my kids, my siblings' kids and cousins' kids were running about the garden. Today is my dad’s sixtieth birthday. My siblings and I organized this surprise birthday party for him. “Are they coming?” My brother Austin asked while cradling his third child. “Yes, mom sent me a text an hour ago that they’re preparing,” I replied. “Kirsten is blessed to have you, Austin,” I said, smiling. Austin and Nicholas are like our dad, they are hands on dad. My phone rang as Austin was about to respond. Before I answered the call, I signaled at everyone to keep quiet and they cooperated, not wanting to ruin the surprise. “Mom?” I whispered. “Andrea, your dad is asking me where we are going and the reason we are going out. What should I tell him?” I chuckled. It’s really hard for mom because dad could see through her. It’s really hard to surprise him. “Just tell him that you wanted to have a date with him,” I suggested.
“Congratulations!” Evan gave me a manly tap on the shoulder. Tara had just finished feeding our baby and laid her on the baby cot when he and Trixie came in. “Oh, so beautiful,” Trixie cooed. “What is her name?” Evan asked while looking at my sleeping daughter. “Andrea,” Tara answered and I looked at her in surprise. “You don’t like it?” she squinted her eyes. “I’m happy, babe,” I hugged her, smiling from ear to ear. Naming our daughter after my name was one of her ways of showing how much she loves me. This woman truly amazes me. Despite all the pain she has gone through since we got married she always finds ways to express her love for me. She loves me no matter what. ***The following day, the DNA test result was out. The result has proven that Tara was the great granddaughter of Marcus Reinsterd the Duke of Clorgow. Tara’s grandfather released a statement that Tara is his great granddaughter, the daughter of his grandson the son of his son, Lincoln. In his statement, t
I was like a cat on a tin roof waiting for my “great grandpa” which I was going to meet for the first time. “Don’t be nervous, babe. They can’t hurt you,” Andrei reassured me as he kissed the crown of my head and stroked my large belly. “Dad and mom, will be here, shortly,” as soon as he said that we heard hurried steps coming from the entrance of the mansion. Suzanna smiled at me reassuringly as she walked towards us. “All will be fine, darling,” Suzanna said as she stroked my back. Trevor layed a box and a file on the coffee table before me.“The box was what your grandma left for your father, while the file was your father's legal documents.” I looked up at Andrei and his smile gave me the needed strength for me to look into the box. One by one, I took out the content of the box. I took out the diary and read it. March 5[I was disowned and disinherited by my family because I chose to marry Lincoln Reinsterd. But it was worthwhile because we love each other.]June 1[All of
While I was brooding, the door burst open and I saw Courtney come in while the bodyguard was restraining her. I waved my hand, “Let her be.” “What are you doing here?” I tried not to let my annoyance seep through my voice. This woman saved me after all. “Mr. Hendrick, your surgeon is my friend and he discussed your leg injury with me.”“And?” I frowned. What does she have to do with my injury? “You didn’t look at the card I gave you?” she asked and her eyes darted at the side table. “I’m a physiotherapist,” she went on. She explained to me that I will have a greater chance to walk again if I undergo therapy. Tara’ POV“You can visit me, mom,” I told mom as she was crying when we were left alone in the room. She nodded and wiped her face with her handkerchief. “You take care of yourself, okay,” she said and kissed my forehead. “I will,” I said and we hugged for I don’t know how long. My brothers were in the living room looking solemn as they stood before the grand piano.
Jordan was at the door. “We are all waiting for you at the dining room,” he said and gave me a mischievous grin. I forgot, it’s Saturday today. When I came to Astrana, we all gathered together at the dining table at lunch time on Saturdays. Jordan was right as everybody was seated on their chair at the dining table when we came down. “Sorry for making you wait,” I said as Andrei drew a seat for me. “It’s alright,” Trevor answered, smiling at me. The sparkle in his eyes was more brilliant at this time. Is this because he was seeing his best friend in me? Suzanna told me that my biological dad was his best friend. One by one I looked at the faces of people I love as we were having lunch. My heart was filled with gratitude that I was blessed by God to have been surrounded by people I love and love me too. ***The day before we were leaving, I was hugging Andrei from behind as he was shaving his face. “Babe, we are leaving tomorrow night and I haven’t visited Hendrick in the hosp
I used my eyes to plead to Andrei and let me go to the hospital. Yes, I don’t see Hendrick as a lover, but he is my friend and I can’t just ignore him knowing that he is now in the hospital. “Let’s go,” Andrei said and I was relieved. I hugged him and said, “Thank you, babe.” “Get Johnny to drive for you,” mom said. Andrei embraced me as we traveled as I was tense. “Don’t get agitated. Think about our child.” “Mm,” I nodded and silently prayed that Hedrick would be fine and the surgery would go well. There was a woman who was waiting in the corridor in front of the surgery room. She might have heard our hurried steps and turned toward us. I was stunned as she was beautiful. My heart suddenly leaped with excitement. Finally, the one for Hendrick showed up. “Are you the girlfriend?” she asked when I was near her. Andrei slid his arm around my waist, silently telling her that she’s got it wrong.“I’m sorry, I thought you were because he has been calling your name. So I called
“Mm” I pounded his chest with my fists but Andrei seemed not to feel it. “You are disgusting!” I said as my palm connected with his face after letting go of my lips. His head turned sideways because I hit his face hard. He looked at me with teary eyes. “Can’t we come back to the way we used to be?” My heart clenched seeing the pain in his eyes. “Don’t you love me anymore, Tara?” I took a profound breath. He has to know. It’s immoral to continue in this relationship. “Andrei, Kristoff Kanovski is my father and he is your uncle. We are cousins. We are in an incestuous relationship. It’s immoral.” It was hard to say it, but it is the truth and we both need to be freed from this. “Let’s go, they are waiting for us in the living room,” Andrei moved out of the bathroom and I walked behind him. “What happened to your face, son?” I heard Suzanna.“Your son misbehaved so he reaped what he sowed,” Trevor said, chuckling.There was no available seat in the living room and was already
As if strong hands pulled me together. My strength came back all at once and I went to have a shower. “Tara, wait for me, I will come and get you and our child back,” I said. I was crying and smiling at the same time. I will not let Kavanaugh have her. If kneeling before her will gain her forgiveness and acceptance, I am more than willing to do it. I shaved my face as my beard and mustache had grown long. Tara didn’t like me growing my beard and mustache. She wanted my face smooth. I went down after getting dressed. “Are you leaving tonight for Astrana?” Dad already guessed what was on my mind. “Yes, I can’t wait to see her. We have been like this for months,” I shook my head, realizing the wasted time. “You should have asked me about it son,” dad patted my shoulder. “I was afraid you would have another heart attack that would kill you. I can’t bear seeing mom, lonely and crying,” I said with a sigh. It was the truth, I’d rather be sad than see my mom cry. “We will go with
I pursed my lips. “Tara, I will be here for you and the child,” Hendrick said. “What about your mom and dad? You left them for me?” Hendrick shook his head. “No, they came with me.” I remember that General Rossini and Eloise were Astranians. “Do they know the reason you left the military and went here?” I asked with wide eyes.“Yes they do,” Hendrick nodded his head with a smile. ***At night, I was in bed, and my mom came into my room. “Mom?” My mom sat on the side of the bed and I slid my body in the middle of the bed to give her space to sit. She got into the bed and she leaned on the headboard. “Don’t be afraid to accept the man, he truly loves you.” I looked up at her and said, protesting, “But mom.”“Sh… listen to me. It’s very important.” mom said and had me lay my head on her chest.“When I was young I had a boyfriend who came from a powerful family.” Mom paused for a while and sighed.“But his mother told me to leave him and I agreed. However, after agreeing to hi