Marcellus, Alex, and Charles exchanged knowing smiles as they observed the conversation between Mrs. Huxley and Larisa. It was clear to them what Mrs. Huxley was indirectly asking."Forgive me for being blunt, but what Mrs. Huxley means to ask is if Marcellus will still be able to perform well and impregnate a woman again after just recovering," Alex interjected, breaking the awkward silence that had settled over the room.Larisa nodded, understanding the unspoken question. "Yes," she replied confidently, "Marcellus has fully recovered and there is no reason to suggest that he won't be able to perform as he did before."After a prolonged stay in the hospital, Marcellus was finally discharged with his parents, his friends and him holding his belongings as they walked out of the hospital with Larisa holding Waylen's hand to see them off. The private room he had been occupying for weeks was cleared out. The once sterile space was now devoid of any trace of Marcellus and his personal effe
Marcellus nodded, scanning through the documents with a keen eye. He had a reputation for being a tough but fair boss, and he was determined to ensure that the company continued to thrive under his leadership.As the day wore on, Marcellus worked tirelessly alongside Michael, attending various meetings and making important decisions. The familiar rhythm of work and the satisfaction of a job well done filled him with a sense of purpose and accomplishment. A WEEK LATERAfter a week of being back at work, Marcellus had caught up on the previous month's schedule and brought everything back up to a healthy pace. It was Saturday, and he had decided to take a break from work and spend some quality time with his family.Throughout the week, Marcellus had made a point of keeping in touch with Larisa and their son, Waylen. He called them daily to check in and see how they were doing. It was important to him to maintain a strong connection with them, especially after the scare he
Marcellus' body was a testament to his strength and power, but at this moment, he was gentle and loving, his every movement focused on bringing Larisa pleasure and joy. As he entered her slowly and deliberately, she gasped with pleasure, her body responding to his with an intensity that left her feeling alive and vibrant.Their bodies moved together in a beautiful dance of love and passion, every moment taking them closer to the brink of ecstasy. They kissed and caressed each other, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they reached the pinnacle of their desire, their hearts and souls joined together in a beautiful moment of pure, unbridled love.Afterward, as they lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that they were meant to be together, forever and always. Their love was a beautiful thing, a light that shone brightly in the darkness, bringing warmth and joy to all who saw it. And at that moment, they knew that they had found their home, their sanctuary, their pla
Amelia sat back in her chair, her mind racing with thoughts. She knew how much Clara had cared for Marcellus and how devastated she would be upon hearing this news. " I think Larisa was pregnant before she left four years ago," Amelia said."I thought so too," Clara said. " Am going to make their life miserable" she swore again.****Early the following morning, Clara made her way out of her residence and embarked on a journey toward Larisa's dwelling. The reason for her visit was due to the fact that she had tracked Larisa and Marcellus the previous night after their luxurious dinner at the highly acclaimed five-star restaurant, leading her to believe that Larisa's home was a likely destination. With a clear objective in mind, Clara navigated the roads with a determined focus, her thoughts consumed by the task that lay ahead.After patiently waiting until Larisa had taken Waylen to school, Clara proceeded to discreetly follow her to the school's location. Upon reaching the school pre
As onlookers rushed to the scene, calling for emergency services, Mr. Madison's driver cradled Waylen in his arms, his heart racing with fear and anxiety. Looking down at the child, he knew that he had to stay strong for him, to protect him from the chaos and confusion that surrounded them.The emergency services arrived on the scene within a matter of minutes, their vehicles screeching to a halt as they rushed to assess the situation. As they quickly surveyed the wreckage, their experienced eyes taking in the extent of the damage, they were met with a sight that filled them with a deep sense of sorrow and regret.Clara, who had been driving the car when it was struck with such force, was found to be unresponsive by the paramedics who had arrived on the scene. Despite their best efforts to revive her, they were forced to conclude that she had passed away as a result of the accident. With heavy hearts, they covered her lifeless body and carefully placed her in the emergency vehicle, th
“I want a divorce,”Marcellus said as he stood at the center of the spacious bedroom, coldly facing forward with a gloomy expression. Sumptuous fabrics, exquisite furnishings, and a delicate lighting fixture near the bed created a cozy atmosphere. The walls were adorned with artwork to give the room a unique touch.Startled, Larisa sat on the edge of their king-size bed wearing her night robe, as she inquired incredulously, "A Divorce?" Not expecting this from Marcellus so suddenly.Marcellus had forewarned her on their wedding day that this would be the outcome, and since then she had been on edge. Despite knowing that it would eventually happen, she never expected it to be this soon.Marcellus coldly declared to Larisa, "Yes Larisa, I'm done with this marriage. I have given it my all, and I want to be with the woman I love."The phrase "the woman I love" from Marcellus felt like a sharp needle piercing Larisa's heart. She had always known he had never loved her, and yet she had sti
Startled, Marcellus halted in his tracks and spun around to face Larisa, his voice high with shock as he inquired, "What?! You're pregnant?!" Although he had only slept with Larisa occasionally, it was never because he loved her; it was because he experienced arousal or pining for Clara. When these feelings arose, he would conjure visions of Clara superimposed on Larisa, allowing him to use her as a substitute for his true love.Larisa was left completely taken aback as she nervously bit her lower lip, the way Marcellus responded and exclaimed, causing her to realize that he was displeased with the news.She hesitantly sought clarity on her assumption, inquiring of Marcellus inquisitively, "What if I'm pregnant? What will you do?" her eyes looking up directly into his as she so eagerly awaited his response as she breathed deeply.Marcellus glanced downwards at her, firmly shaking his head as he uttered, "You will need to abort it." His eyes remained fixed on Larisa as he intently aske
Clara's face exhibiting shock lifted her head and stared at Marcellus. "Pregnant?" she uttered in astonishment, completely taken aback by his unexpected question. Marcellus gazed intently at Clara and said, "Yes, are you pregnant? The way you ran out of the dining room made me think so." Chuckling, Clara wiped the water off her lips and shook her head. "No, Marcellus," she answered, sighing deeply. "I just finished my monthly flow days ago. How could I possibly be pregnant if I've seen my period for this month?" Clara asked, shrugging her shoulders. Marcellus's heart sank as he stared at Clara. "Why has the word 'pregnancy' been so disappointing for me lately?" he asked himself, taking a deep breath. "I thought you were pregnant," he said. Shaking her head, Clara replied, "No, Marcellus, I'm not - I've just been feeling a bit under the weather these days, that's all." She ran her hand through her hair as she spoke. Marcellus nodded, putting on a fake smile like he always did. "Wi