Sometimes it just bothered me, how much I wanted to hold him, how much I enjoyed being pasted to my husband. Yes, the night had it’s downs but now that we were a million miles away from the disaster I couldn’t help but smile. Amar opened the door and Storm slid out. I followed after him to stop because he had turned and was now blocking the door. Storm bent down, his hands going to my feet where he unbuckled my heels and slipped them out of my aching feet. It was moments like these where I knew no matter what, I’d fight tooth and nail for us. He wrapped one arm around me, the other still holding my heels and he hefted me towards him. I yelped and giggled, my arms wrapping around his neck. “Storm.” I whispered into him, and blushed even harder as he scooped me up with just one arm. My legs wrapped around his waist and locked at his back. What was he doing? My whole body buzzed with emotions and feelings I could not explain. He would never know what it did to me when he pulled
ONE YEAR LATERThe phone buzzed and I pressed the receiver button. “Ma’am, a package has arrived for you.” I didn’t even answer. I bolted up the seat and ran for the door. I threw it open, catching the attention of some of my teammates. The paperbag still sat on Kimberly’s desk. I snatched it up, a grin on my face. “Thank you.” I took out my phone, pressing redial as I rushed to the executive’s elevator. “Hi, I am coming up.” I said as soon as the call connected. “I am in the middle of something.” Storm said but I was already on my way up. “I am on my way, love.” I rushed out again, nearly out of breath. My heart was beating way too hard.“Okay.” He said and I cut the call. I wanted to scream, shout, and jump around. Storm deemed me unready to take after him. He was slowly training me to head the company so he could concentrate on the cartel. He would still be chairman but I would be the C.E.O.I flew out as soon as the elevator doors opened. “Matt, Rose.” I greeted the two as
This is book two, titled : His tainted wife. This is Ruth’s storyBook tropes: New found family, forced marriage, love after marriageRuth’s P.O.V. “We are gathered here to witness the union between….” My mind went to the moment my mother budged into my room with guards, instructing them to carry me to the bathroom where they stripped me down and threw me in the tub. She woke up today and decided to wedge nothing but violence on me instead of telling me they were marrying me away to a person I did not know, to a family I never heard of before. Not even Storm, my brother, was saving me this time. I thought I had met rock bottom but I guess not.My jaw shook even as I tried to tighten it, it seemed seconds away from shattering. It was a sharp pain that told me my father was still holding my shoulders, making sure I did not run. I stared at the door and saw the guard standing there, knowing there was no running. The officiate cleared his throat, pulling my attention to him only for
The cars turned, my only way to get my baby. “Let me go!” I screamed, shaking out of the hands that grasped me. By the time I got free, the cars were already driving away. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t see, feeling as if I was losing my mind. The panic sat right in my throat leaving me heaving, my breaths out. My baby, my baby blue. No, I could not lose him.My shaking hands quickly pulled out my phone, hitting the speed dial. I was shaking like a leaf, tears streaming down my face. Each ring that went unanswered took an ounce of life out of me. My knees shook and I knew they would crumble down. “Storm, please,” I begged as soon as the call connected. “You are now a Williams, your son has no place there.” “Storm, he is my son. Please, please. You cannot take him away from me. Storm, please.” I quickly wiped away my tears, “ It will be the last thing I ask of you, I will never ask you again, please brother, please.” “I made sure he will be put through a good adoption agency. He w
I jumped on the passenger seat so fast, quickly pulling my seatbelt before shutting the door. Hendrix closed his door and start the car. He did not get the urgency I was in, turning his head to me only for me to nod for him to get a move on it. For all we knew they were taking my baby away at that very moment. The thought squeezed my heart so hard I had to clench my chest because it felt like a heart attack was very near. The car tires screeched before the car moved, turning. In my head I was saying nothing but prayers. The way seemed to stretch long, my eyes on Hendrix, wanting to scream at him to go faster but too defeated for words. I kept looking out to see if we were going to catch up to my family but they were far gone. A part of my brain was telling me to accept, that Blue was already gone and as much as I tried to fight it, the doubt kept getting louder and louder. I thought of a life without him and there was nothing. At this point why would I continue living? It was too m
Blue cried himself to sleep and I was hanging on by pure stubbornness. By the time we reached the Williams mansion, darkness had dug its roots deeply. The mansion looked even larger with the lights on and more like another prison for me. Hendrix parked the car and it took all my self will to step out, careful not to wake Blue up. His body was still shaking, breaking my heart even further than it already was. I held him tighter with my aching arms. Hendrix led the way from the garage and I followed reluctantly. I did not know what was in store for me in this new house and new family, but my guard was high up. One thing for sure was I would not go down without a fight. Even as the thought passed through I fought down tears. I was tired. I was so tired. It seemed like a century ago when I was just a spoiled brat with my only problem being my over protective mother and keeping my position as queen bee in school. “Master Hendrix,” The voice snapped me out of my head, staring ahead to
While my husband took a shower I quickly looked for a place I could put Blue. The floor won, not risking him rolling off the chair at night. I took the cushions and made a boundary for him. I dared take the throw blanket on the bed and folded it before laying it on the floor. If Hendrix decided to crucify me for going into his closet then I would face his wrath head on. I looked through the shelves until I saw the spare blankets. I took one, rushing back before he came out of the bathroom. I wrapped my baby with the blanket before lowering him to the makeshift bed. I could not take my eyes off him, scared something would happen. My shoes were kicked off and I sat on the chair right in front of Blue. I folded my legs up on the chair and lay my head on my knees, staring at him sleep. He looked so small as if to be swallowed by the blanket. Was it normal for one year olds to be that tiny? He was barely putting any weight on, as light as a feather. I chewed on my bottom lip. If I gave
I did not dare leave that bathroom. I wrapped my son in a gown and settled in a corner, him patched to my chest. In my head I kept playing the scene of me nudging Hendrix and grabbing Blue. The guilt did not lower and it felt as if I would die from it. It did not allow me an ounce of sleep. The sun rose and the smell told me Blue needed a change. I pushed up, my body aching as if I was run through by a truck. I filled the tub with water then attempted to undress Blue on the closed toilet seat. It was then I realized I had nothing with me. It was then I realized I had no diapers, I had no clothes for my child or any of his toiletries. Everything had been left back at home. The realization left me drained. What was I going to do? I did not have a single penny on me and even if I did, how would I buy the things I needed? I pushed up, hands on my waist, staring down at Blue in defeat. No one said motherhood would be so hard. Storm’s words echoed in my head but I pushed them awa
I could not get my husband out of my head the whole day. It helped drown out the whole prom thing going on. The whole school had been turned to ribbons and balloons in preparation for that friday. Every corner you turned it was prom this, prom that, while I was bouncing around in my head like a little girl.Somehow I got through the day and made my way home to daydream some more. For the millionth time I touched my lips thinking of the moment once again. I shook my head, trying to force the memory away because I had to study. It was nine at night. Sam and Blue were tucked in and probably watching a movie in their room while I lay on the bed I had shared with my husband just a few hours ago. My feet couldn't help swinging back and forth, the pen ending up stuck between my teeth. The words on the textbook might as well have been flying in the air as I stared at them with dreamy eyes. I couldn’t afford this, I had to keep studying. After a whole ten minutes of scolding myself I ende
I shot up straight from bed, my head turning with my eyes wide. Somehow I knew I was late. I grabbed my phone which I had failed to charge and set the alarm. I was late! I rolled out of bed, hitting the ground with a thud. I pulled the covers, I would make the bed when I came back from school. As of then I just made it presentable then rushed to the bathroom. The door was thrown wide, stopping in my tracks, eyes wide open as I realized I was not alone and Hendrix was in the shower. The shock quickly wore off as I gave him a wide smile which I was not sure he could see with the wet shower door. “Morning. I will just hop in the tub.” I ran for the sink, scrubbing my teeth clean. I gurgled and scrapped my tongue before running to the tub to fill it. The bus was definitely going to leave me behind. I cursed, jumping in. I scrubbed down as quickly as I could. Hendrix stepped out of the shower and I froze, foam was all over my body. I didn’t even know where to cover; my boobs, my ass,
In a day spent surrounded by people I had begun to see as my family, for a second I found myself alone with my husband. I looked around, Samantha in the pool with Blue. Ryan had gone to take a business call in his room. Javier had left saying he was going to check on something, he was probably running away because he was so shy. Maggie did not want to leave the kitchen, wanting to feed us with every passing hour. I could not believe this, turning to my side on the fleece blankets we had lain next to the pool where both Hendrix and I lay soaking in the sun. His shirt had been taken off, leaving his shorts. He hadn’t gotten in the pool and I was still wearing my shorts over the one piece swimming suit. He looked peaceful, I debated whether to even disturb him but I did not want to miss the chance. I lowered back down, decided to let it be. “How are you doing?” The words I had been wanting to ask him since I saw him the previous day suddenly escaped. My chest eased, the weight flew of
Hendrix was in the shower, him having taken Blue to Samantha after them greeting me. My baby had been wide-eyed, probably wondering what had just happened to him so early in the morning. But Hendrix had swore Blue hadn’t cried while they ran through town then back. I could still remember how sweaty and hot his skin had been, my fingertips still buzzing where I had touched him. I couldn’t bear through this, quickly dashing out of the bedroom before I went to the bathroom again to get something that did not even exist. First I went to Samantha and found that she was done bathing Blue and was about to hop into the shower. I picked up Blue and left so she could relax and enjoy her bath. “Hi Maggie,” I greeted walking into the kitchen. I lowered Blue into his kitchen chair. He was being so good to me that day. Maggie glared at me, having me chuckle. “I was thinking that we have breakfast outside today. Do you need any help, I am hands in?” I asked, moving to wash my hands. “No Ma’am,
Hendrix had taken a shower first and I had followed. “I wonder if Ryan has everything he needs,” It was a random thought but very valid. “I am sure he does, I asked Maggie to prepare the room a few days ago.” Hendrix said, flipping over the covers and sliding through.” My mouth turned into an 'O'. But why had Ryan come? It seemed they had planned the trip days ago. I wanted to ask but sealed my lips instead. I pulled the cover back from my side of the bed and slid in. A sigh escaped me as the exhaustion whisked away. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the calm that fell over me. Finals were just a few weeks away and I was pulling all-nighters nearly every night. I just wanted to do my best. “It was nice of him to come though,” I said, turning to my side, my eyes opening only to gasp because this bed was queen-sized which left no space between Hendrix and I. My breath caught in my throat, just a few inches from touching him. Hendrix decided to also turn until he was sleeping on his sid
Everyone left with a large piece of cake. Even the catering staff, all left with a box carrying a large piece of cake. The cake had been a mixture between vanilla, chocolate, red velvet and carrot cake. Each flavor was delicious and I was so full of cake. “Let me get this big guy cleaned up then straight to bed.” Samantha said.Blue was covered in cake icing. He had mashed a large piece with his bare hands, and surely he had eaten very little of it. It seemed he loved mashing it with his hands more than actually eating it. Seeing him excitedly smashing it had been one of my highlights. “Okay, come say night night to mommy.” I held out my hands and Samantha placed him in my arms. Blue was too tired to fight me. I flooded him with a million kisses and was finally able to hug him tightly to me. “I love you my angel, so so much. Happy birthday my little prince.” Once again I was getting emotional. I held him so tightly and did not want to let go as I buried my face in his hair. He was
Two younger teenage girls came and stole Blue away just as Hendrix finished feeding him. They rushed away to the swing where they sat and began carefully swinging with him on one’s lap. Hendrix and I stared for a few minutes before looking away. He was then able to eat his food and I could also start eating mine. I could not stop myself from stealing glances of him as he listened to the conversation going around the table. My husband was so handsome, his hair having been trimmed with the beard I had last seen him spotting gone.The dark under eyes were still there. He was not sleeping and I wondered why. I wanted to ask him how he had been but decided to table it for later. Was he going to stay over or leave? He had never spent a night in the house so I guessed he would be leaving after the party especially because he had come with Ryan. “I heard you are in High school?” A question came and somehow I just knew it had been posed to me. My head picked up, eyes falling on the woman
I ran out of class.The teacher had added twenty minutes stating that he wanted to finish the chapter we were on. I groaned out as I breezed through the corridors. I heard the second the bus arrived and now it was going to leave me behind. I cursed, thinking that I should have taken the car today. But I hated doing that in case something happened to Blue and they needed to take him to the hospital or something. Turning the corner, I caught the back of the bus as it drove away. I continued running, waving my arms drastically. Laughter echoed from behind me and when there was no hope of catching up to the bus I turned and flicked the laughing students off. I groaned out, catching my breath, and combing my hair back with my fingers. I couldn’t be late, not today.I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Samantha. “Hi Sam, I need your help. The bus left me. Please take the car to collect the cake from the baker’s shop?” “Okay. Will do. Should I get you after?”“No, it’s okay. Please
The ride back was silent and awkward. The music playing did not help at all.I couldn’t stare at him, I barely even ate because of the horror of it all. My throat was all clogged up. “I didn…” I trailed away, my voice shaking, staring at my hands. “What?” Hendrix asked, turning to me. “I didn’t….I …..I wasn…” just rumbling off, fumbling all over my words. “It’s okay, it’s natural.” Natural! Was it possible to get more embarrassed? My head was shaking. “I don…I don’t do that.” Hendrix turned to me and I could see the questions on his face. I did have a baby, I wasn’t innocent of course but I just wanted him to know that I wasn’t like that. I don’t know why I wanted to clarify because there was nothing wrong with pleasuring yourself but I just….I huffed out. “I never…touched myself before.” This was getting worse, my face getting redder. “And it only happened once.” I pushed the rest of the words out, turning to stare outside the window, my nails digging into my palm. The te