The entire room went very quiet and then my mother dropped a kiss on Mary Antoinette's forehead and said, "We will wait outside, darling, and join you as soon as the doctor calls us back in, okay?”"Okay," Mary Antoinette replied.My mum left her side, walked up to Antony Dallas, and said, "Come now, it would just be for a few minutes. We have come a long way for this. Let's give the doctors the space they need."Reaching for Anastasia's hand she pulled the other woman and ushered her towards the door, Antony followed, albeit reluctantly. I was about to follow when Mary Antoinette said, "Can my husband stay, please?""We will call everyone back inside in a few minutes. We just need to speak with you alone--" the doctor said. I flashed Mary Antoinette a smile, ignored the fucker, and walked outside. A nurse came to usher us to a private waiting room just across Mary Antoinette's room and something told me this was done on purpose.About fifteen minutes later, a nurse came to call us ba
When a nurse came in to usher Antony and Anastasia Dallas out of the room, Estera flashed a smile in Mary Antoinette's direction and said, "Excuse me, the nurses will come in now to take your vitals and take you for some test. It might take a while so I suggest you consider spending the night.""I'm ready for whatever you need, Dr. Roberts. Thank you!'"Good," she said, nodded and turned to leave."Doctor, may I have a minute, please--" my mom said and I jerked a gaze in her direction. "Oh, okay," Estera said and left, my mom followed her and I immediately moved to go after them, trying to brush off Mary Antoinette's plea for me to stay awhile. But in order not to seem too obvious, I went to drop a kiss on her forehead and told her I would only be gone for a minute. "Thank you for sticking around. I know you don't see eye-to-eye with my father--""It's okay, we just do that to keep things interesting." I grinned. She laughed. "Liar. Thank you anyway. I mean it," she said. I nod
"Remember my mum was a doctor?" "Yes," I replied, nodding."She operated a private free clinic for homeless and abused teenage girls who can not afford hospital bills. For some of those teenagers, she helped with aborting unwanted pregnancies—""Yes?""Mary Antoinette and Anastasia Dallas were one of her patients but that wasn't the name they used—”"What?!" I exclaimed in disbelief. A gentle knock sounded from the door and Estera winced. I frowned. Foster went to the door, opened it, and stepped outside. I heard him speaking with someone who had come to let him know the Dallas’ were done signing the authorization papers. I framed Estera’s face, peering into her eyes. She searched mine and I could feel her quivering. Foster came back inside, shut the door, and cleared his throat. I sighed. "They are done with the signing. I have to go and meet with them—" he said. "Thank you, Cole, this is not the right place to have this kind of discussion anyway. I think I better get the twins
"Don't worry. We are almost home," she said in a shaky voice. I reached for the hand she placed on the gear, interlaced my fingers with hers and lifted it to my lips, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand, I heard her release a shaky breath. I leaned closer to her and pressed a kiss to her temple and felt her shoulder shake as she continued to cry quietly. Soon enough we got to an estate with buildings of similar structures like a suburbia layout, but I knew we were still in New York. Her house was the second to the last by the right, and she drove through an automated gate and parked inside a wide garage. I could see two other cars parked and covered in the expansive space. From the corner of my eye, I saw the garage door lowering locking us in. I pushed the door open and helped to carry the boys inside the house through an adjoining door to the side wall. The house was dimly lit and she put on more light fixtures, leading me up a flight of stairs.I followed her down a wide cor
"When I left Charlestown, I went back home to Castle Ridge. My aunt left the property vacant for me. And all of my parents' things, although sorted, were still there. I … I was very um ... sad and needed the connection I could find with my parents for strength. I started to go through my dad's and then my mum's things. I found a video and audio she recorded of some of her patients and I later discovered a pattern. She kept audio recordings of teenagers who ran away from home because their abusers were a parent or guardians. That was where I saw Mary Antoinette's video—" She paused, looking at me. I nodded, understanding the silent message. Mary Antoinette, although not poor or homeless used Estera’s mom’s clinic for anonymity to get rid of an unwanted pregnancy. A pregnancy if I was asked to bet must be for her father. Damn it! I should have seen it! The sighs were there. I have always thought she was too docile with him! "Antony… Was it him?" I said aloud. Estera nodded. "Shit!" Co
Cole held my gaze after I finished telling my story. He had left the bed to pace back and forth by the bedside, leaving me with my legs drawn up to my chest and my knees serving as props to my chin. I wrapped my arms around my legs, returning his silent scrutiny.“Did you confirm it? The marriage thing?”I shook my head and replied, “I am still in doubt. It’s crazy. I think he would have told me—”“No. He wouldn’t, especially if he was trying to protect you and himself from the marriage or should I say business allegiance his father mentioned.”“You think so?”“Yes. He sounds pretty possessive—like a man who wants what he wants. I doubt he was a pushover. I suppose what he didn’t count on was his father’s trump card—”“Which was sending me away. And making sure I stay away…”“Yes. I am sorry for what you had to go through, Roberts—” Cole said, coming to perch on the edge of the bed, still holding my gaze. He raised a hand to cup my chin and his thumb gently stroked my skin. “It is cle
I still couldn’t believe he was here — right here in my house with my children, or should I say our children? My eyes followed him as he paced back and forth speaking to someone on the phone. And by the sound of it, it appeared the person on the other end was a lawyer. I am still in shock at the possibility of Antony Dallas finding out my mother knew about him and his daughter and had gone ahead to get rid of both her and my father. Who knew if he had intended to wipe out the entire family? That would have been the case if I was also in that car. Perhaps he had figured I was too young to know anything, and that my mother didn’t keep proof. I doubted my mother mentioned the recordings. Maybe those were her own insurance against lawsuits or something equally threatening or perhaps it had been for the girls in case they ever decided to report their abusers and she was called to testify. Whatever her reason or reasons were, I doubt she informed Mary Antoinette. Otherwise, I would defini
"Would you like to eat something?" I asked with my face pressed to his chest. We were both still standing in the middle of the living room, holding onto each other."I will … I just need to calm down a bit," Evan replied against my hair, tightening his hold around me. I took a deep sigh, knowing exactly what he meant."I love the way you smell … " I whispered."I know … you always love the way I smell. My little witch," he rasped. I giggled. "Don't ever run from me again, Estie. I don’t want to live a day again without you … " he said and I felt my body tremble.Tightening my hold on him, I whispered, "I'm sorry. I was scared. It will not happen again.""I love you so much, Estera," he whispered almost to himself. I drew back from him and he ran his fingers through the hair at the back of my head, cupping my skull. He peered deeply into my eyes. "I can't believe we have kids. It's like waking up from a nightmare to the life I want with you." Tears welled in my eyes and I grabbed a fis
“I do not want to hear about your sexual escapades, Evan Sterling!” she said through gritted teeth, still glowering at me. I made her widen her legs for me as I fit myself in between her legs. The dress she wore had ridden up, giving me the chance to place my hands over her naked thighs. “After you, I didn’t want anybody else. I was obsessed with making sure you stayed mine,” I said, stroking her naked thighs. Her eyes softened. I leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I had had time to think about my reactions, and now, I know when Edward showed me that video, I accepted it to be true as a result of my experience, but I walked to the chalet to get confirmation from you. But of course, you weren’t there, and I didn’t come after you because I was scared to confirm it. So, deep inside me when I accepted that you had fucked my father for money. I didn’t believe it. Otherwise, I would never have had sex with you when I saw you at Jacob’s bachelor’s party. For me to believe it, I
I felt Estera's hand slowly slip into mine as we drove through the Sterling Estate gate. I opened my hand wide, giving her room to interlace her fingers with mine. She leaned across from the passenger seat to rest her head against my shoulder and I stopped the car so I could reach for her. Cupping the side of her face, I made her lift and crane her neck to receive my kiss. I pressed my lips against her forehead then her lips. Kissing her slowly as if we have all the time in the world. She let out a shaky breath when I let her go, gazing lovingly into my eyes. "Don't be scared. Nothing or no one here can hurt you ever again. I need us both to put this to rest. We had an amazing time here, on this ground and I want us to take that back. Separate it from the nightmare that came after. I hate this place…." "Evan…" she whispered, raising her hand to cup my chin. I let out a soft chuckle. "I need to let him stay buried and not continue to hurt us…to hurt me. Please," I said. She nodde
Evan had prepared a special table for my aunt, his mother, and Mary Antoinette Dallas. My aunt—I could see–-had rescued Ashley and Ameera and had taken charge of our boys and when we approached the table I saw four men in black suits, hovering close to my aunt Sophia and the boys. I gave Evan a side glance but his eyes were held forward. Lowering my gaze, I saw how the men monitored the boys' every move and let out a sigh. Evan was quite serious about our children’s safety and with the look of it, it seemed he couldn’t even take a risk when they were with family. Mary Antoinette Dallas beamed at me. I gave her a warm smile, pretty glad the other woman was much better despite the ravaging chemo after her surgery. I had thought she might resent me a little when she found out about Evan’s duplicity in regards to his marriage to her but the woman took it in her stride. With Charlotte Sterling's help, she went back home to pay her last respite to her mother and bury the tortured soul. I h
I have indeed come a long way to be wearing a 30 million dollar diamond embellished bridal gown, and an equally sparkling tiara that contained about 2,000 tiny cut diamonds. I was almost afraid to move. But the very sight of the tall, broad-shouldered, handsome man, waiting with the bluest intense eyes in the front of the room drew me forward. Evan -- was breathtaking! He wore the traditional black tuxedo with a white undershirt but with a custom-made hand-printed silk scarf, knotted with two loops in the form of a bow tie around his collar. However, there was nothing traditional about the price tag. He went all out for this wedding anniversary slash renewal of wedding vows. My heart skipped a beat at the knowledge that this beautiful man was all mine and he loved me with all his heart and soul. The lighting of the cathedral was dimmed and as I moved the light shined off the diamonds, creating a wonderful sparkle. I let out a shaky breath and my aunt Sophia looped an arm to mine, l
I doubt anyone was as happy as I was to know Cole Foster was doing fine. Now I can breathe easily. Being without Estera and my boys these past few days has not been easy for me. I was constantly checking my phone and seemed impatient in my dealings.Edward's funeral was a private one. I had figured only my mother and I would be present with the minister, of course, and a few chosen staff, but then Estera's aunt had shown up. An act that got my mother pretty emotional.I never did pay much attention to the relationship between the two women in the past. I knew now they were closer than just an employer and employee and I was glad someone was there for my mother other than me. I figured Mary Antoinette would like to be present for her mother's funeral and had Antony buried immediately. I heard no one showed not even his employees. That showed the kind of man the fucker was. Aside from handling all the burial arrangements, I was also keeping taps on Gaius’ case. Estera’s parents’ lawyers
“I’m sorry … I should have known better and gotten help--” “Don’t apologize. It wasn’t your fault. I am just glad you weren’t taken from us—” “Please, tell me Doctor Benjamin and Doctor Rasheed got off unhurt,” he said. “They are fine — traumatized, but fine,” I replied. “Thank God. What happened to Edward Sterling?” “He died … the police killed him when they discovered their men weren’t responding to their radio call anymore.” “Shit. I tried to help them. He didn’t let me.” “You could have bled to death too if Evan hadn’t risked speaking with Edward to make him let you, Ashley and Ameera go.” “He must feel like hell … I know I would. Having a man like that as a father must be tough.” “He is happy you are alright—” I said. He sighed. “Where is he now?” “In Charlestown … helping his mother take care of Edward, Antony, and Anastasia Dallas’ burial arrangements--” “Shit! She didn’t make it?” “No…” “Her daughter?” “Mary Antoinette is responding to treatment, although she is
I stood back from the grave unable to contain the anguish filling me up inside. It was pretty intense and it felt like I was drowning in it. My eyes stayed glued to the name on the headstone although unseeing. I was completely blinded by tears.“Estera Roberts, I am so sorry for your loss…” a familiar voice said from my right and I raised my eyes to meet the older woman’s gaze. Mrs. Pincushion, my homeroom teacher, peered down at me with sorrow-filled eyes. A deep frown furrowed my eyebrows. Something doesn’t feel right. Why the hell would the petite woman be at this funeral? Wait… whose funeral is this?!”“Roberts?” Cole's familiar husky tone called me. I jerked my gaze away from Mrs. Pincushion and my eyes opened and I found myself in a dim-lit room. The beep--beep sound of the heart monitor reminded me I was in the hospital room, lying next to Cole on the bed. I sat up, rubbing my hands over my face.“Shit!” I muttered, realizing it was a mere dream. I let out a sigh. It was a no-b
The gunshot sounds weren’t coming from down the building but up, that was how I knew it must be from Edward’s ward. My heart pounded, hoping he hadn’t done something stupid to worsen his case. I had no idea where my mother was, but I knew she was in the building. I put a call through to her and her phone rang and rang but she didn’t answer. I clenched my jaw, finding my way up the flight of stairs. On getting to the floor before the one my father was on, I saw men in black trousers and white shirts with gun holsters around their waists gingerly going up the stairs. I assumed they were part of the men sent to watch Edward. “What’s going on up there?” I asked one. He threw me a hurried gaze and his eyes settled on my bandaged arm and shoulder. “You shouldn’t be here. This place is sealed we have a hostage situation—”“Is the aggressor Edward Sterling?” I asked. He stopped to give me his full attention. “I didn’t catch your name, sir?”“Evan … Evan Sterling,” I said. A deep frown fur
One of the kitchen staff brought them to my office shortly after. I thanked her and gave her a tip. Closing the door, I placed the food on the coffee table and went to make coffee for Evan, placing the mug beside his plate, I went to press a kiss to the side of his lips, placing a hand over his forehead to be certain he wasn't running a temperature. “Baby?” I called. “Mmm … love you waking me with a kiss,” he muttered. I giggled. “Get up, sleepy head, and come eat, so you can take your antibiotics.”“Yes, ma’am,” he said and got up, towering over me. Without heels, I was quite aware I must look like some midget beside him. He first went to plant kisses on the twins' forehead and cheeks, causing them to laugh before straightening his spine to gaze down at them with loving eyes. I reached for his good arm, urged him to the sofa, made him sit down and gestured to him to serve himself and eat. “Where did you get all these so early?” he asked.“Hospital food … but for the doctors,”