“He wants me to spend the night at his house. What do you say?” Gabriel smiled and shook his head when he took in his sister’s request. He asked her in return, “Did you ask for my permission before agreeing to marry him?” He was not upset that he agreed to marry Dexter but wanted to make it clear that he had no say in her love matters. Doreen’s hands boiled into fists and she responded fiercely, “No need to be so cross with me. I was just thinking about how lonely you’ll be at home.” Gabriel shrugged, knowing he was going to spend his time chatting on his phone with Maeve. That did not seem like boredom to him. “That should not concern you. I have always found it comfortable to live alone.” “Great. I’m spending the night with him then.” When she turned around, Gabriel grabbed her arm and whispered in her ears, “Tell him to use a condom or get some pills. I don’t think you want to get pregnant before marriage.” Doreen’s countenance changed at her brother’s words; her face red
Gabriel found it funny but was not in the mood to laugh. All he wanted to do was have a peaceful sleep. “Doreen, I think you just want to spoil my sleep because you aren’t getting some. Which man would leave a woman because she’s a virgin? He’s just scared of hurting you,” Gabriel chuckled but Doreen was confused. Wasn’t it supposed to be pleasurable? Why should she get hurt? “How?” Gabriel groaned, “Well, every woman’s first time is very painful. It doesn’t matter the level of arousal.” “Was it the same with Maeve?” Doreen asked since she never heard Maeve complain. “I’m waiting till we get married so I haven’t done it with her.” Doreen’s brows raised. “What if Dylan… “He won’t try it. I only used it as bait to let her quicken her revenge process,” Gabriel quickly debunked, not wanting to even imagine the asshole coming close to Maeve. “And is it working?” Doreen asked curiously, Gabriel responded, “Very well.” She sighed, “So, what do I do?” “Just relax. He will come b
The next day, Dexter woke up to the ringing of his phone. It was his dad so he picked it up and went out of the bedroom to answer it. His father was his best friend and he never hides anything from him. “Dad,” “How did it go?” His father asked with interest. “Very well. She’s sleeping and your call almost woke her,” Dexter said with a slight annoyance. “It’s good she’s sleeping. Now make breakfast before she wakes up and after eating, make sure she soaks in hot water to heal her aching muscles and sores,” his father advised. Dexter was now grateful for the call because he did not know that Doreen would feel any other pain aside from what she felt last night after waking up. “Alright Dad, thank you very much.” “And remember to bring her home,” his father said seriously, Dexter agreed but knew it wouldn’t be as fast as his father wanted. “Her brother…” He wanted to say that her brother was getting married before remembering that that aspect was a secret and quickly corrected h
Sandra sneered in her heart. That she wanted them to get married did not mean that she wanted Maeve to look her best. She had a cheap but attractive wedding gown waiting for the latter and never thought to let Dylan know about it. “She hasn’t chosen her gown yet and because of what happened at the party, I don’t know how to reach her,” Sandra complained, Dylan shook his head and said directly, “You should not have done something like that. It was obvious from the beginning that it was all a step up.” He could not believe that Sandra put up something so shallow. “Well, I’m not going to play any more pranks until after the wedding but you should get her to come and shop, so we get some money,” Sandra said over the line. The last time she saw Dylan was at the party and even at that moment, she was speaking to him from her apartment. It was so annoying to her that she had to be far from her man because of Maeve but thinking about the reward, it was all worth it. By the time they w
Maeve could not believe that another exciting moment was ruined. Nevertheless, It was just five days before her wedding. “I’m not expecting him but please let him in,” she said calmly but Gabriel frowned, “Are you sure?” “I haven’t picked a gown for his wedding so that might be the reason,” she said and Gabriel smiled, knowing that she didn’t care about Dylan’s wedding. Nevertheless, he thought to caution her a little. “Too much forgetfulness will raise eyebrows.” “Lesson learned,” Maeve agreed. “Let him in,” Gabriel said to his secretary on the intercom, at the same time Maeve went back to her chair. Dylan walked, scowling at the sight of Gabriel, and without greeting, he said, “Maeve, you haven’t picked your gown yet. Let’s go shopping.” Gabriel interrupted before Maeve spoke, “Mr. Grayson, if you lack the courtesy to greet, then get out of my office.” He only meant to annoy Dylan, who retorted, “I was already leaving with her.” “I won’t allow her to follow you if you d
“Maeve, I’m very sorry but I’m broke.” Maeve smiled, glad to have achieved her aim. Since the asshole did not have money, he wouldn’t have any to pay more spies or to recruit any new person. Mock care covered Maeve's face and she replied, “You are? Why didn’t you tell me? Alright. I will get some money from the scam to buy them later. You already said he has been stealing from my father,” she smiled when speaking before she asked again, “What about the money my parents gifted us for the wedding preparation?” She already knew it was already spent due to how lavishly Dylan wanted the wedding but still asked. “It's all used up and we still have a few things to take care of,” Dylan said honestly. The little money he had could only take care of his bills. “Which are?” Maeve asked seriously as if she indeed cared. “The décor and honeymoon location.” Gladness settled in Maeve’s heart as another mischievous idea crossed her mind. “Okay, give me the contact information of the compani
Maeve laughed as she read the caption, eager to see the faces of Dylan and Sandra when she was through with them. At the recollection of everything, she could feel all the pain from her past life as if it was all happening again. She recalled how happy she was when she was getting married to Dylan and how miserable Gabriel was by them. At that time, he had signed seventy percent of his company shares off to Dylan’s fraudsters and was trying to recover. His godfather had died in a plane crash and his parents were on his neck to get married and have children because Doreen’s marriage was also miserable. Maeve felt proud of how everything turned out for her. She won and she was very proud of herself. The pain from her labor pains was a result of the drug Dylan claimed to put in her salad. She also remembered the pain of falling down the stairs during her nine-month pregnancy and the pain in Gabriel’s voice when she heard him. Maeve swore to never put him in the position to hear t
The sleep instantly cleared from Maeve’s eyes, as Gabriel’s words sunk into her subconscious mind. “Gab please, don’t ruin my day. If it's bad news, then please don’t tell me,” Maeve said in a pleading tone. Gabriel did not want to but also knew that it would ruin Maeve’s plans if she found out later. “It involves your revenge plan.” Maeve stiffened slightly and bobbed her head as if Gabriel was in front of her. “Okay, please tell me.” “Vincent had an accident two hours ago on his way to the hotel we booked for him to wait at” Maeve’s eyes turned glassy and she lifted herself from the bed. “Oh, no. Is Dylan involved?” She asked from her side of the line. “Fortunately, no. He doesn’t even know,” Gabriel said calmly and Maeve sighed, asking, “So how is Vincent’s condition?” “He’s in a coma and we don’t know when exactly he will be out so we can’t use him,” Gabriel revealed, Maeve’s hand tightened around the phone. “So, I have to call off my wedding with Dylan?” She asked bit