Paxton's POVMy lips move gently on hers before I begin to seek more opening and dominance when she pushes me away."What are you doing?" She shouts at me, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.Confusion skates my expression and I wonder what is wrong.I thought she loves me too and it was just a matter of time before we became boyfriend and girlfriend?Our neighbors think we are dating and I thought…"Paxton, what the hell was that for?" She yells, looking at me squarely in the face. I drop my head in shame as I feel my heart shredding into pieces and my heart sinking deep into the tip of my stomach.No!This can't be happening.Emily said it and it has been my greatest fear ever since. I tried to assure myself that Celine feels the same way and there is nothing to be scared about.I am wrong.Is she pretending? Abruptly, she rises and rushes to the door in anger and I follow her. Grabbing her to face me, her back hits the door.I want to shout at her. I want to ask her why th
Bryan's POVI keep thinking about the letters Celine wrote to me and the contents. The words keep resounding in my ears and I wonder why she isn't acting as if she is responsible for the letter.I didn't see her this morning before coming to work but she pretended not to have anything to do with them the last time.She was as submissive as ever. Her head was lowered in respect as ever.Even though I had assumed that she was doing this just to get to me and make me soft on her, I am having a different feeling about it.As much as I try not to think of it, I am curious to know her answers to the questions I have.How long is she going to pretend?I am coming back from work very late today despite how much in a haste I was to come to ask Celine if she is the writer of those letters or not. I know she is the one but I am still going to question her.My maids would never do a thing like that. Celine is the only one with such audacity despite how scared she is of me.Surprisingly, my nightm
Celine's POVCamilla notices my restlessness as I move from our bedroom to the living room, hoping to hear Jason's cry so I can rush over to Bryan's room and take my son with me back to our room.But he isn't crying today of all days. Everywhere is silent as a graveyard."Are you ok?" She peers down at me for the umpteenth time in question."Yes, I am", I sit on the settee to calm myself down so she won't notice anything anymore."Is something wrong?" She asks again. "Did he say something to you?""No, no, no!" I chant, shaking my head vigorously. "He didn't. I am fine.""Then tell me what it is", she insists, sitting next to me. "He wants Jason to sleep in his room, I'm just worried Jason might wake up with a cry in the middle of the night and I will already be fast asleep", I half-lie, hoping she will believe me and let me be.I can't tell her the truth. I can't tell her that Paxton will be coming over here tonight to get me and my son out.Bryan is ruining our plans already. I am
Bryan's POVI wake up with a start and my eyes fly open to the handsome figure right next to me on my massive bed.He is curled up with his hair falling all over his face and the remnants of the chocolates I gave him last night as a bribe falling off his half-open mouth.I smile and relax back, thinking of what woke me up.Did he stir and I woke up in fright that he will soon wake up with a cry?I don't know why I am awake. I guess it is just a fatherly instinct. Impulsively, my hand finds its way to his chubby cheeks and I rub my hand over his face in adoration.He stirs again and coughs. Quickly, I pull the remnant of the chocolates out of his mouth and drop it on the side drawers. My hands become sticky and as much as I want to ignore them, too tired to get up from the bed to wash my hands, I rise.I get irritated by things easily. This isn't something smelly but the sight of its stickiness irritates me. I might not be able to go back to sleep if I don't get rid of it.Besides, i
Bryan's POVLike my father would say; "The wise is the one who prepares for war even before it comes so that when it comes, it won't meet you unprepared and take you away. Instead, it will meet you prepared, and coming out victorious won't be a trial."I don't know how much the intruders are but I am confident I am still as skilled as ever. Hastily, I take the gun and dash to the door.I point the gun to the door before opening it slowly and quietly, looking left and right for my prey.There is no one in sight.I begin to move out of the room, still looking all around but with my major focus in front in case someone shows up from nowhere.I am about to take the staircase downstairs to see and know where the commotion is coming from when someone shows up but I am quick to kick the gun in his hands away before dragging him to my side, my hands around his neck region."Who the hell are you?" I ask, roughly with the gun in my hand pointing towards his head. I won't hesitate to blow off hi
Celine's POVI race upstairs, with tears blinding me and my body trembling with a mixture of panic and fright.I need to get my son out. Everything is wrong now. I shouldn't have allowed it. I shouldn't have fallen asleep. I should have waited and kept trying Paxton's number.I had no idea how I slept off. I was woken up with a jolt when I heard the sound of a gun.Paxton didn't follow the plan either. He was supposed to come into my room but he didn't. The sound of the gun woke me up and I was scared something bad had happened to Bryan which made me rush out.I saw the flash of hurt on Bryan's face. It hurt me to the bones. I didn't mean to hurt him and it was sad to see him hurt. It is as a result of the fact that I know that I am the one responsible for the hurt.I don't care whether he has always been the one hurting me all along. I still feel for him after everything but I won't let that stop me from going with my son.I need to get my son out.In one swing, I throw the door open
Bryan's POVI groan at the pain from my shoulder as Marcus treats my injury, pouring a liquid substance on it which sends a rippling pain to every part of my body.Shit! I curse inwardly.I can't believe Celine did this. I can't believe she is behind this and she brought hooligans to my home. I am going to f***ing deal with her.I thought she had eliminated the idea of wanting to take Jason out of my house. When will she get to understand my reasons for not wanting to let Jason out of my sight?I asked Camilla to go into my room and look after Jason. I was scared he would wake up alone in that room where I locked him up and become scared. I was also scared that someone would go in there and see him. If Camilla is there, I will be rest assured and I will be able to concentrate fully on dealing with this idiot calling Celine a baby.I wonder if he is her boyfriend.If something happens, Camilla will surely raise an alarm."You are good to go, boss", Marcus steps back after treating me
Paxton's POVHis right hand strikes me hard across the face and my face burns immediately with pain. I turn to face him squarely and spit in his face.I want to annoy him. I want to purposely annoy him. I have been wondering why he isn't coming down here to torture me like he vowed to before he came. I called him a coward because of that. Even though the plan has failed, beating me up will make him go down because my brothers will never take this. Even if they do not want to help me get Celine and her son out, I'm sure they will come after Bryan because of this.Israel has been killed. Bryan killed him.I hired some men to follow me here because my brothers wouldn't help. Now that they already know that I am in Bryan's mansion, if they don't see me soon, they will come here for Bryan's head.I just hope Celine is fine. I hope she has the brain to run away from here as soon as she can before he takes her and hurts her too.Bryan is a ruthless man and he can hurt her without giving th
EIGHT MONTHS LATERCeline's POVA hand touches my protruding belly as I sit in front of the dresser, trying to get my makeup done before we leave for the party. Today is the company's anniversary and also Bryan's birthday. I have planned a surprise birthday party for him and I hope it goes well.Just like he accused me the other day, I have never seen him celebrate his birthday either. Mine was better. I only stopped celebrating my birthday after that night and the absence of my best friend was also a factor.Before the year when I got married to him, I used to celebrate my birthday, no matter how little it was. When I was in preschool, my father would buy me a lot of things to take to school and share with my classmates for my birthday, and at night, we usually ate out whenever anyone was celebrating his or her birthday.While growing up, things changed and when I became an adult and an orphan, I celebrated my birthday on my own, as a reminder of how life used to be and as a remembr
Bryan's POVCeline has been indoors for three days now and I have no idea what this is all about. I don't know if this is from the shock of hearing about her pregnancy or because she is still mad at me.She didn't even let me help her into my room as we planned. She has been in her room since she arrived from the hospital and her actions aren't straightforward.Today, I am going to go ahead with my plans. The news of her unconsciousness that night made me let go of the plan to take her on a trip but now is the right time.We need to talk. She is expecting my child. We are going to have a second child soon and these behaviors aren't the best for us as couples.I move into the kitchen and Camilla almost bumps into me."Sorry, sir", she says quickly and bows her head slightly. The other maids in the kitchen also do the same.I can't remember the last time I came towards this side of the house. And this is because I want to see Camilla about Celine."Can I see you?" I ask her. She looks s
Celine's POVMy eyes flutter open sharply and I shut them back as fast as I opened them because of how it hurts.I must have slept for so long, I say to myself before opening my eyes again, adjusting to the bright light of the room.I am staring at the white ceiling for a while before I turn to realize this isn't my room. It isn't Bryan's room either and fear grips me.Where am I? Has Paxton gotten a hold of me again?I look down to see that I am dressed in white cloth. Wait, am I in a hospital? What happened?Just before I can find answers to the questions in my head, the door opens and Bryan comes in with his mother.When he notices I am awake, he rushes to me."Celine?" The look of concern on his face is something I will love to always see. I don't want to be the only one concerned about him. I don't want this to be one-sided. I want every feeling I feel for him to be mutual. That way, my anger will dissipate easily and I can finally give this a chance. This is when I remember how
Bryan's POVFather and I walk out into the courtyard as we speak. I already spoke to my mother about my feelings for Celine and there is really no need to hide it from my father.I have always been more closer to him than my mother but Helena's death and my refusal to keep up with the family business almost drifted us apart Since my father has been gone for a long time, I never knew the bond would still be there. It is as strong as ever even though there are a lot of things we aren't talking about.I have noticed a lot of changes too and I am suspecting that he will soon quit the business too."Your mother loves shopping and that is the only weapon to get her to forgive me whenever I do something wrong. I doubt if there is any girl on earth who doesn't like shopping", he says and I shake my head.Celine is different. She isn't materialistic like the rest of the girls. I know how materialistic my mother can be but Celine isn't that way and I doubt if shopping will do the trick.Apart
Celine's POVI pack my hair hurriedly into a loose low bun so I can go out and meet with Bryan's mother who said she wanted us to meet.I have something to tell her too but I am damn curious to know what she has to say to me. I also wonder why she didn't tell me she wanted to see me when I refused to let her into the room.It's been hours since she arrived and I am surprised to know that she is still around. Camilla told me because I had gone into the kitchen to take lunch and to see Jason who was playing around.After making sure that I look presentable, I move out of the room, closing the door behind me before heading out.On my way out, my eyes dart upwards towards the staircase leading to Bryan's room and I begin to wonder if he is still around or if he has gone to work.It is late evening already and if he has gone to work, he should be back any moment from now. More reason why I need to see his mother as quickly as possible and rush back into the room so we won't meet.I haven't
Bryan's POVDejectedly, I take the staircase to my room. I am debating within me on what to do to win her over and stop her from leaving.I have done the worst things to Celine and she forgave me, why isn't she forgiving me for something as trivial as the outcome of my nightmare?I didn't do it on purpose. It isn't my fault. Why is she finding it hard to forgive me now?All this while, I never asked for forgiveness yet she forgave me and now that I am genuinely asking for it, she isn't willing to give it to me.I am trying my best to be a better person. I can't believe I also skipped work because of the fear of coming back to see her gone.Celine is good at running away and I don't know how long it will take me to find her now if she runs off like she once did.I halt in my tracks when someone approaches and I look up to see my mother.She smirks proudly and I raise a brow, wondering why she is looking amused."Are you coming from Celine's room?" She asks me. This is when it dawns on
Celine's POVI wake up to see myself in Bryan's arms and I move away slowly, making an effort not to wake him up from his deep slumber.Today is Thursday and Bryan is here sleeping in my room instead of going to work. I don't know how I feel about what has happened between Bryan and me when I am supposed to be making plans on how to leave.I have given myself to him again after everything and I begin to wonder why this has to continue happening.All I have ever shown Bryan was love but he gave me pain instead. Is it so easy to let go of everything?I thought I have forgiven him for everything he has done to me but what broke the camel's back was what he did the last time. How he sent me out like a prostitute and how he made me cry.As much as I want to pretend as if all is well, I can't let go of everything. I am confused about what to do. Remembering that Bryan talked about how we signed the original certificate instead of the fake one, I sigh loudly as I sit on the edge of the bed
Celine's POV "What the hell do you mean by that?" A deep frown descends on my face and I shoot to my feet immediately. I can't hide my displeasure. "How is that even possible? How can I be your wife? Is this your trick to let me stay back or what sort of rubbish is this, Bryan?!" He isn't responding. He is just watching me and I am beginning to think this is a joke. It has to be a joke. How is this even possible? We had a wedding in the church but the certificate was a fake one. What is he talking about then? Antonio's face holds pain and sorrow and I wonder why he isn't looking happy like I expect him to. Aside from the fact that he doesn't want Jason to be out of his reach, he should be happy he will be free from my troubles. He has taken care of Paxton and his family members, what then is going to stop him from letting us go? He told me he would let us go when this has been sorted out. I won't let him convince me with a silly talk like this. I was there. I was right there in t
Celine's POV I walk slowly into my room with Camilla trudging quietly behind me and Jason in her arms. My heart is heavy for no reason even though I know I really want to be free from all of these. Going back to Los Angeles seems like the best solution right now to heal; physically and emotionally. I am going back to my old aunt and I will start a new life over there. I am done with all of this. I am done playing the fool and the victim. I am done with Bryan. I sit on the bed, my face in a frown. I insisted on getting discharged today, even though the doctor wanted me to be in the hospital till next tomorrow. I don't want to keep seeing Bryan's face. He won't stop coming. I want to be far away from him just like the last time. Even though my mind and heart were here when I ran away from here, I was at peace with myself for the no-trouble that comes with having Bryan in my life. "You should rest today, at least", Camilla pleads with me once more, in an attempt to convince me and