For almost an hour, I talked with my sister and her boyfriend and I discovered that Mr. Fabian is a very sweet person. Despite his detached and distant attitude, he indeed knows how to observe others and can be a very attentive ear. Jeanne confessed to me that she fell for him the day I was assaulted by Mel and her gang, that it was the first time that a man had such an effect on her. I want to believe her remembering her last relationship. It was with Sebastian and my sister didn't hesitate to be mean to the poor boy until he left. I know she loved him but her coldness was frankly too much. But with Mr. Fabian it's different, I find her more gentle and docile, maybe it's because she is more mature. She looks at him with so much fascination, ah she must be in love. I'm happy for them. Mr. Fabian… ah Fabian, he wanted me to stop calling him sir like that. It makes me weird in fact but if it makes him happy it doesn't bother me. We ended up breaking up as I was going to bed
We left the house while Fabian was casually in front of the car, he looked towards Jeanne's room before smiling. I followed his gaze to find my sister with just the sheet around her chest as she waved at him. It was embarrassing so I blushed quickly entering the car when Michael had already opened the door for me. We settled down and I kept my face down remembering Jeanne's words and glancing at Fabian. I felt so embarrassed about it and didn't want to imagine lustful things so I closed my eyes and decided to think about something else. Michaël probably felt that I was not very calm and put his hand on my thigh drawing my attention. “A problem my angel? » I blushed remembering my naughty thoughts from earlier and shook my head to let him know it was okay. Although I know I wasn't very convincing. " Are you sure? Are you hiding anything from me? » I nodded with a smirk before I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it noting that it was a message and when I saw the i
Jeanne got up an hour after Emma left with Michaël and Fabian. She felt so exhausted, one can say that the night will have been long and winding. After Emma went to bed, Fabian looked super excited asking her to repeat over and over that she is in love with him. One day, she will ask him why he looked so moved, yes she too is super moved that he is so in love with her because she feels the same. But Fabian seemed so obsessed with this declaration that she finds it strange. Besides, she indeed wants him, she wants him so much in her life, and she's never felt so much love for a man. If now it happens that they have to separate for whatever reason she will never get over it, surely she would follow him everywhere to beg him to take her back. She wants Fabian Renault to be her life partner. She giggled, when they have a few months together she will ask for his hand in marriage. She laughed calling herself very sick before sighing. “Indeed, I will be capable of it so much I want
Fabian was trying not to laugh out loud, chuckling from time to time as Jeanne in the passenger seat next to him sulked. “Stop making fun of me, these girls had their viper eyes on you. ” "I may be handsome but I'm not frivolous sweetie. I don't know how to look at another woman when I'm in love" Jeanne blushed before scratching her smiling face. “Me neither… I don’t know looked elsewhere… I love you way too much to do that” Fabian nodded, putting his hand on Jeanne's. He kept driving for a few more minutes and at the end, he parked in front of a fitness center but on the side, there was a sign for a bodyguard agency. Jeanne came out admiring the buildings and immediately felt a little intimidated. She worked for so long as a maid in her corner without really having to interact with people, but now she has to work in a position where she will have to talk to users all the time. She will have to be both courteous and smiling which is not very easy for her who is so antisocial.
Michaël and I were in the car and I wondered why he looked so drawn. He seemed preoccupied and I could already see that he had a problem that must be bothering him. I grabbed his arm and he looked at me giving me a smile that was meant to be reassuring but I didn't believe it. "I'm fine babe...don't worry" I blushed letting him go before tweaking my fingers in embarrassment. Babe? If Michaël calls me that, does that mean we're a couple? I felt his hand land on mine and I looked up at him. “Does it bother you that I call you that? I thought that … " I put my finger to his lips and smiled shaking my head. This seemed to reassure him before he crossed our fingers together and brought them back to his lips. Is it possible? Michael and I are dating? I grinned ear to ear before resting my head on his shoulder. "Fabian, we're not going straight home...I'm going to take Emma on a date as she has no work today. Would you like to leave us in front of the cinema in Central? » F
We arrived at the concertation and as Michaël had already pointed out, we were alone because he had rented the place just for the two of us. Hand in hand, fingers intertwined, we entered as the manager of the place greeted us. “Mr. Michaël Keller, I am happy that you have chosen this place for which I am responsible… this way, follow me” We followed the man and soon we were in a huge room with seats and a stage with a huge piano. It was so beautiful as I closed my eyes imagining myself in front of a crowd of people who had come to hear me play at a concert. It makes me so dreamy and eager that I have only one desire, for this dream to come true. Michael stroked my fingers drawing my attention to him as I looked up at his face. “One day, you will play in front of thousands of people and everyone will admire you” I smiled happily, maybe then I'll be truly worthy to stand by Michael's side. I had to succeed in becoming someone who deserves to be with him, someone who could make
"So as I told you earlier, I'm Rayan Fellts and I'm 20 years old. I'm a student in a music school and since I only have classes three times a week, I run a small music school for young people and children who want to have a good and solid foundation in music…” I nodded as Michael crossed his arms. "I would have thought you would be 25... so it's just 20" I looked at Michael pouting and wondered what his point was again. Rayan smiled before clearing his throat. "Indeed, I don't look my age, but it's true, I'm 20" " What a pity " I nudged his rib before he finally calmed down. Rayan laughed at our interaction before looking at me with a smile. "So what's your name?" » “Her name is Emma… and before you start asking questions, Emma is mute” “She is mute? » Rayan looked stunned and I felt a little bad, why was it so strange for people to deal with a disabled person? We are human too and our disability shouldn't hurt people as much as it does a curse. I lowered my head sadly
John Keller had before his eyes a stack of rather interesting documents, he had to admit it. There was information he thought was useful but at the same time, he knew it wouldn't be enough so he needed more. In his environment, to obtain something, the means had to fit with the environment, and in his case, he had the means but did not know if that would be enough to swing the situation to his advantage. It was so easy to leave now and tell Jeanne that her boyfriend is a little rascal who has had to hang out with unsavory people but then he doesn't know what her reaction will be. Maybe she's so in love that she wouldn't care. Ah, he needs data, he just can't go and tell her things like that about Fabian, if she's really into this relationship, it would pass for simple defamation driven by his jealousy. He would therefore lose an opportunity to conquer this woman and the possibility of getting his hands on her future fortune. He's not dumb enough to start a business that could
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became