"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
"Yes!" I screamed. I swore that if I was asked to say my children's names, I would not remember! That was how much control he had over me. I was shaking so badly, he whispered into my ears to calm me while nibbling on the shell of my ear."Sshh…""A-ah…" I groaned. And he didn't stop as he bucked steadily inside me, making tears stream down the sides of my face. I felt high –- high on pleasure. It was beautiful.Then I felt him cup my left breast with his large hand and whispered, "You are fuller, bigger, damn it … You are beautiful ... "I felt I should say something but I don't think I still remember how to form words. I raised a shaky hand to run my fingers through his hair and even attempted to speak, but then his warm mouth closed around one hardened bud and I jerked up like someone tased and moaned his name loudly. Evan framed my waist and fed on my breast, suckling on my nipples one after the other. He slipped one hand in between our bodies to stroke my clit and never paused fr
When my alarm went off a few hours later, I groaned, opening my eyes to turn off the damn sound. I felt really tired and the reason for that made my lips stretch out in a contented smile. Evan was here with me — with us! My heart picked up speed and I turned to the other side of the bed, thinking he would be there sleeping, but there was no one there. I swallowed and sat up, listening to any sound in the house then I heard a giggle. I hurried out of bed and found something to throw on. Padding out of the room with my furry bunny slippers, I went to stand at the top of the stairs and smelled freshly brewed coffee, pancakes, and bacon. Filled the house. My smile widened. I went down the stairs as quietly as I could muster and just when I could see the kitchen from the stairs, I slowly lowered myself to sit on the stairs. Wrapping my arms around my chest I watched Evan cooking and feeding the twins at the same time. “I wan’ more,” Adrian said and Evan gave him the warmest smile I have
A heavenly bliss was what it felt like to be here surrounded by my family — my wife and my two sons. When I look at my sons my heart constricts at the sheer intensity of my love for them. Their smiles made me smile; their happiness was pure glee to me. I knew my life with Estera would be magical. It hurt like hell when that dream was snatched from me but then the universe knew this was my life; the one I was meant to live and literally wrapped it in a cocoon until I was ready -- until we were both ready, Estera and I, to embrace it. And oh, dear Lord! How ready I am! I will fight anyone and anything who dares to try to ruin this for me this time. Never again will l let my guard down and let them catch me unawares. Never again will I let the enemy so close that they would take my life from me. It's not happening again. Estera asked if I slept at all. And I smiled to myself. I am the custodian of this family -- the protector. And I will not rest until every single one of my enemies i
I shrugged and added, "Just saying, it's a crazy world out there…" "Oh, okay." The woman let out a sigh of relief and added, “If you are merely concerned Dr. Roberts knows we have our own security team and the building has a lockdown policy in case of threat…""Wonderful. Now my mind is at rest," I said. The woman smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Sterling, we will not let anything bad happen to your boys and of course every other child here.""Thank you, Mrs. Jones," Estera said. When we were back in the car and on our way to the hospital, Estera asked, "Do you think someone might try to take my … our boys by force?""They wouldn't even get close, trust me on that," I replied. She held my gaze, nodded, and reverted her attention back to the road. "I'm so happy to have you with us, Evan," she said, causing my heart to constrict with emotions because I knew she meant much more than the words conveyed. "You can rest assured I am not making the same mistake twice, my love," I said. She nod
“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,”