“Wait. What?” I entered with my thoughts running wide and my heart racing at the very thought of leaving.“We are leaving,” father got up on his feet, his words sounding so harsh and cold and leaving no room for an argument or protest.“I can’t leave,” I retorted and turned to my mother with pleading eyes and fear.“Yes, you can, dear and you will.”“This isn’t a marriage, its prison, it’s a cell, its dangerous and we are really sorry we brought you into this,” she came closer to me and took my both hands in his while she stared at me with pain in her eyes.“No..” I pulled my hands away from her and shook my head as tears came running down my eyes as well.“Its not a prison yard neither is it dangerous for me,” I kept protesting.“Samantha is gone and yes, I can be put in danger because of the family’s past and position, but Jordan is here and he would keep me safe. I trust that he would.”“He had not kept you safe the first few times you were taken or attacked,” father entered, his e
Jordan had fallen asleep in my arms the previous night, while clutching onto me like his life depended on it. It was strange to see him so clingy and his constant request that I do not leave him was beginning to bother me in as much as it made me understand that he wanted me.I opened my eyes, since I could no longer sleep. It was morning and I was supposed to be out of bed already. But the morning was extra ordinarily cold and I liked being cuddled by him than being away from bed.“Do you still want to sleep?” his voice suddenly came from behind me as his hot breath fanned my neck. I smiled, loving the sound of his voice first thing in the morning and adjusted myself to turn around so I could look at him. His eyes were sparkling and it made me crave for coffee so bad or hot chocolate and his smile had returned to his face, easing my heart.“How long have you been awake?” I asked and he scrunched his nose.“Morning breath, wife…” he began and I paled. My face heated up immediately aft
By the time we got home, it was late and I was exhausted. Jordan had not only made us have lunch, but we had gone or business meetings. I was angry about that, since he never told me about the meetings, he never said a thing about stopping by somewhere to discuss stocks, negotiations and worth more when we were leaving the house and it had made me feel like that was the reason, he had insisted we went for shopping. He just needed to meet these men in three different places. I spent my dinner watching my husband discuss over work and no one cared.Without saying a thing, I came down from the car and started towards the house, hating him for a lot of things that had gone wrong that day. First, we had to see Samantha and yes, he might have not spoken to her, but he ended up making me feel worse when he had to tell me, I need to have coffee with a business associate. I had hated the idea but still gave in. He tried to comfort me by holding my hand and squeezing it or rubbing my back or si
I can’t tell how long I was in there for, but my heart was aching at my selfish request. The warm water did not take the pain away as it only reminded of something, his touch. I reminisced on all the time that we had spent together, all the things he had done for me, all the things I was feeling and how I wanted so much. We had sex, we were happy and he was making sure that I was, but was it enough?Well, the hurt in my heart answered that question, didn’t it? it was simply not enough to be husband and wife anymore, it was not enough to be happy anymore? I wanted so much more, I wanted what Samantha had. Tears burned my heart at my own silly confession and it clogged my chest with pain and threatened to suffocate me as I jammed my lips together, holding back myself from crying or giving in to the pain that he only could give to me. I knew that seeing Samantha earlier had brought these thoughts to me. I could still remember the smug look she had on her face, the smile on her lips, the
Tiffany remained with me for a long time till I felt better and I returned to my chicken and ice cream while she watched me.“You should tell him,” She suggested and I glared at her.“You can’t just assume things like this,”“He really cares about you and I can tell for one that it isn’t because of a promise he made or an obligation. Its in his eyes, can’t you see it?”“No, I can’t,”“Stop patronizing me. I know he loves Samantha,”“No, you are scared that he loves Samantha. You are scared that he would run to her again,” she retorted and something hard hit my chest to know that she could see through me like that.“Stop wallowing in so much pain like this and just find a way to find out, okay?” she suggested and I sighed. I didn’t give a response when she yawned and I chuckled bitterly.“Sorry,” I apologized for keeping her up and she simply waved it off.“You can go to bed now, I will be fine here,” I suggested and she frowned.“I will be fine,” I reassured and she gave a nod. Yawned
I gaped at him, my world suddenly turning very dark and sending me down a state that only those words repeated in my head over and over and over and over again till I could hear absolutely nothing than his words, his confession.No, but that can’t be, he couldn’t, he wouldn’t…but he just said it.“Jordan…” his name came out in a whisper as I tried to understand what had just happened, how it could have suddenly happened, why he would day that.“Loving me?????” I repeated his words, wanting clarification since it looked like he was spurting nonsense and I was beginning to hear things. My heart was beginning to race inside my chest, it was beginning to beat so loudly and fear was slowly gripping me, just at the same time hope was.“Yes, Genesis,” Jordan replied, looking me straight in my eyes as his voice cooed at my heart like a sweet melody.“I love you Genesis,” he added and my heart skipped. Tears immediately started coming down my cheeks as I began to cry, not believing my ears. Jo
I shuddered and shook at the contact of his lips that seemed contrast to the very coldness of the ice-cream as he licked it off my shoulder with his warm tongue. My body shook with warmth and heat as my need grew. My body shook in my need for my husband and my legs heated up with the need to have the man I love lay between. His kisses trailed from my shoulder to the nape of my neck as he tickled and suckled on my weak spot till a moan escaped my mouth and my hands went in search of his head. He took my hands the moment it touched his hair and pulled away from my neck. Cold air slapped my skin immediately he moved away from me and I whimpered, missing his very touch and warmth like he was forever meant to stay beside me.With my hands still hanging in the air where he held them by my wrist, I suddenly felt a fabric and soon enough, he had tied my hands as well as he tied my eyes. My cheeks heated up and the excitement that grew from within made me wet as I anticipated how the night wou
The movement beside me, made me struggle and I opened my eyes. The fair skin and chest of Jordan was the first thing my eyes fell on and a smile appeared on my lips immediately. He looked down on me and smiled back, then he placed a kiss on my head.“Good morning, my love,”“Good morning, my prince,” I responded, slightly taken aback by the way I called out to him. His eyes sparkled like the morning sun, enhancing the brown within to seem like diamond and his grin only widened.“I see, that’s where you both are…” a voice suddenly came from behind me. I turned my head to find the familiar figure of mom Leona walking in. My cheeks heated up and I turned back to Jordan, burying my face in his chest. She was literally going to see us in such a position and just the thought of that reminded me of the previous night. Jordan had showed me in so many ways that he loved me. Even the way he moved inside me, the kisses he kissed, the groans of pleasure and the way he kissed my body. That memory
My phone rang again and I smiled as I picked up my husband call this time. “Miss me yet, wife,” he teased immediately and I groaned. “No, but the kids want you home.” “Too bad. My flight got delayed.” He sighed. “What?” I jerked up from where I sat. He chuckled. “Easy their wife. I just got to town and would be home soon,” he entered and I sighed. “Bye…” I ended the call abruptly, feeling angry at such expensive joke. I had everything ready already. After two hours, I was perfectly ready and had stepped out of the room and back down only to find out that I was a late host. Everyone was present. My parents, my sister, Tiana, Nate, Tiffany and her fiancée, Jordan’s cousins, their girlfriends, his mom, my p.a and Margaret. Yes her. she was a huge part of Jordan’s life for long and we could not let her to keep being a staff here so we freed her with a lot of money, a house, something to keep her going and a family. “I told you that she might be painting,” Julian’s loud mouth entere
FOUR YEARS AFTERI ran down the stairs, feeling completely exhausted and disheveled, not to add, disorganized and slightly angry. With my robe on, I decided to check if everything was set and ready. I couldn’t help it, it had to be perfect, it all had to be or I might lose it. Anna strolled into the house at that particular moment, and she stared at me with a wary look as I made my way to the kitchen.“Is everything alright?” she asked in her very sweet voice.“Go change and rest up,” I reprimanded. She had only just returned from college and shouldn’t be concerned by things like that, yet she was ever so humble and would in fact start on chores the moment she returns from college which was slight annoying. We made her go to college for a good reason, to better her life and not to turn out like a staff her entire life, yet she looked so dedicated to being one.“I would the moment you tell me what is wrong,” she followed behind me with dedication and became a nag that I didn’t want at
GENESISEven in my unconsciousness, I could feel that emptiness inside of me. I could feel the hole, the empty, painful hole that was once filled with life, I could feel the vacuum there. I knew that something was different and I feared what it was. When I opened my eyes, the first sight I wanted to behold was my beloved husband. His scent was the first thing I wanted to caress my nostrils, his warmth the next feel I wanted to feel against my cold skin. But he wasn’t there as I had hoped. And that had shattered whatever was left inside of me. He had threatened to leave me, maybe he did.The fear of such possibility had made me fear and panic especially when I didn’t see him around me. It scared me but the familiar faces gave me a little bit of comfort. They were family and ones I loved. They had such effect on me. Not till I recalled what happened, how I fell. My hands had voluntarily found its way to my stomach where I wanted to feel the life inside of me. I was in a hospital for sur
I could hear my baby crying in my ears. Screaming in pain and asking me why I did what I did. I could imagine the judging, hateful look those blue eyes would give to me once she opens her eyes and the pain that would show itself in those eyes of hers. The pain was enough to consume me, to burn me, to torment me. With heaviness in my chest, I looked away from her unconscious body, lying on the bed with families around her. I could not bare to look at her, I could not dare to even think of going close to her, not what after I had done.I should have been more patient, more careful, more tolerant, I should have attempted to listen to her. But I didn’t. It was not her fault and I would have accepted my own child. She came at a time that our world was dark and I was about to lose my life, she came way before I decided that I didn’t want to have a baby, and like a miracle, she survived. How I snuffed the life out of her.I would forever live with this pain, wouldn’t I? This guilt, the memor
JORDANThe scream….The screams…The scream of my wife and the staff was what it took me to stop. Fear engulfed me and swallowed me whole, leaving every anger, betrayal and pain I felt earlier. I snapped my gaze back to the direction I had come from, knowing that her scream came from there.“No…” I screamed, seeing her rolling down the stairs. I could feel life leaving me at the sight of her. My legs started towards her as fast as I could just as everyone else. She came to a halt at the edge of the step and my heart died at her position. Then the blood.“Oh God! No…no…no….”“Get the car,” I screamed, feeling tears burn my eyes while I slowly placed her head on my thighs. She was bleeding and still fucking naked with just that robe.“Get the car,” I cried at the top of my lungs, fearing for the worse. I immediately checked for her pulse, praying, hoping, wishing that it would not come to that. I might as well die if it did.We rushed her to the hospital and the doctors immediately plac
GENESISI took a longer time in the bathroom this time around. The heat and steam of the shower had become my comfort and I was scared of leaving it. I would only return to our bedroom that had turned to a hunting ground for me. Each place and thing smelt of my husband and with the feel of him reminded me of the anger he had against me and the secret I had adamantly been keeping away from him.I missed him, each part of me missed him. It was almost like life was leaving me slowly and gently, yet I couldn’t stop it. Not that I couldn’t, I still didn’t know how to. I looked down on my tummy to notice the slight bump that showed the life growing inside of me. It was still so small and with my present choice of clothing, no one could notice. But how long? He deserved to know, I had to tell him and explain to him how it all happened. I had to before I completely ruin our marriage.I sighed heavily, feeling a familiar burn in my chest area while my hand ran in a circular motion around my s
JORDANI ended the meeting and shook the hands of the Russian investors. In a polite tone and a business manner, I thanked them and watched them leave the restaurant before I left. I got to the car and thought of what was left for me to do before I returned home.The thought of home made me smile, yet it made my heart ache. I had been away for five days and things had still not changed between Genesis and I. she was hiding something from me and I was losing my mind. I picked up my phone and stared at my wallpaper for a while. It was a picture of her, sleeping, and it was the most beautiful I had seen her. But again, she was beautiful in all ways, especially when she had her blue eyes opened. My heart ached and still longed for her.Just in the nick of time, she called and my heart leaped inside my chest. I picked it up quickly because I had missed her, I missed her voice, her face, her warmth, I missed being close to her. I simply missed her.“When are you coming home?” her whinny voi
“What happened?” Tiffany pulled me into a hug the moment I walked into the house and once again, I broke down before her. She took me to the sitting room where I sat down and cried my eyes out while she soothed my hair and simply allowed me cry.I recalled the pain in my husband’s eyes when I told him that I could not tell him the truth. I recalled the hurt, the pain, the fear I saw within those gazes, it burned my chest. I had looked him in the face and told him that I could not tell him the truth. What kind of wife was I? I was breaking all the promises we made to each other and keeping this, this preciousness away from him.“What happened to her?” I heard Tiana voice as her footsteps followed too.“She came in this way,” Tiffany answered and rubbed my back gently. None of them said a thing and simply comforted me while I cried till, I could no longer do that anymore.I drank a cup of water after which and I relaxed into the couch with the heaviness of the world on me.“I still can’
Days went by with nothing much happening. Jordan was constantly busy with work or simply being a loving husband while I grew lazier by the day. It was a good thing I had subordinates to handle my business, I would have totally been thrown into the dust with the rate at which my laziness grew. I slept more, ate more, slept more again, ate even more. My taste buds were also acting different, making me want something entirely different and hating things I love too. Margaret would usually get me what I want no matter how it got and she paid even closer attention to me now.I suspect she knew exactly what was going on with me, but had not said a thing, so I was happy about it and relaxed with her. However, I tried to sleep less and control myself when my beloved husband was available.It was burdening and aching my heart as the day goes by. But what was I supposed to do? I still hadn’t found a way to tell him what it was that was going on and I still didn’t have the boldness to speak out l