Adrienne sat in her usual meditation pose, lost in deep thought. With Daniel still on his leave and set to return to work tomorrow, and Ryan, her newfound friend who she had become attached to, already out of the country and not returning for two months, she felt a sense of loneliness creeping in. And then, there was boss. Although he had apologized to her the last time they met, Adrienne had no intention of crossing paths with him anytime soon. To make matters worse, Lucy, her usual companion, was also absent. Sundays were typically lonely for Adrienne, as Lucy rarely worked on weekends. Today was no exception, leaving Adrienne feeling more alone than ever before. The feeling reminded her of the first few days after waking up from her coma years ago, when her life had been pure hell. Back then, she had experienced unclear trances frequently and felt completely alone in the world. The incident had wiped away most of her memories, leaving her in a constant state of confusion. Lost i
"Who is this?" Lisa asked, her tone slightly impatient. "Oh, you must be one of her workers. Please tell her that her future sister-in-law wants to speak with her," the teenage girly voice said, trying to sound important. "Sister-in-law?" Adrienne muttered, her confusion evident as she tried to place the caller's identity. "Hi Renee," Adrienne said, finally recognizing the voice on the other end of the line. "Now that's the Adrienne's voice I know," Renee said, sounding relieved. "How are you doing? I have been expecting your call since the day I gave you my number," Adrienne said, an undercurrent of disappointment in her voice. "I didn't want to disturb you with calls or texts and honestly, I kinda forgot. Can you believe that? Can you imagine?" Renee teased, trying to lighten the mood and laughing at her own forgetfulness. "Yeah, I know why. Ryan told me a boy you've liked for a while finally asked you to be his girlfriend. It's understandable how you forgot to call," Adrienne
"Hi, good morning," Adrienne greeted the doctor with a warm smile. "Ah, Adrienne Davison. I have been expecting you," he said, acknowledging her presence with a nod. "Doctor...?" Adrienne questioned, wanting to address him properly. "Doctor Brad," he introduced himself, extending a hand towards her. "Oh, cool," Adrienne replied, shaking his hand politely. "Please, have a seat. So, have you made a decision yet?" he inquired, leaning forward slightly. "Yeah. I need your help in getting rid of this bump," Adrienne said with a determined tone, pointing to the small, almost imperceptible bump on her head. "Bump? Oh," Doctor Brad responded, realizing the cause of her visit. "Is that why you are here?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. "Um...yes. I want you to remove it," Adrienne confirmed, hoping for a solution. "Come on. I know there's more to it than just that bump. I can tell you're conflicted. Should I arrange a meeting with a counselor for you?" Doctor Brad proposed, se
"Forget it," she responded coldly, her voice weak. Daniel left the room, feeling puzzled. He checked his phone and came across the selfie that Adrienne sent yesterday. "Juliette must have opened it yesterday," he realized. "Is Adrienne mad at me?" Daniel wondered, feeling a mix of concern and guilt. He made his way to the living room and saw that Mrs. Davison was still there. "You guys haven't left?" Daniel asked, noticing Mrs. Davison and her boyfriend still in the room. "My baby had to get something for me. He'll be back soon," Mrs. Davison explained, referring to her boyfriend. "Oh," Daniel replied, feeling a bit uneasy. Mrs. Davison sensed Daniel's discomfort and decided to address the underlying tension. "Is everything okay between you and Adrienne?" she asked sincerely, as she took a seat next to him. Daniel hesitated before answering, unsure of how much to disclose. "I'm not sure. I don't think everything is okay," he finally admitted. Concerned for Daniel, Mrs. Davis
Adrienne arrived at his house, clad in an oversized hoodie and joggers. A pallor had settled on her face, her eyes weighed down with exhaustion. Wearing slides, with little care for her appearance, she entered into the room, her focus solely on their usual spot. To her relief, he wasn't present upon entering. A sigh of temporary reprieve escaped her lips. However, her respite proved short-lived as he emerged from the bathroom, draped in a towel firmly secured around his waist. Startled by Adrienne's presence, his brows furrowed in displeasure as he surveyed her disheveled appearance. "Why are you here before our designated meeting time? And why do you look so disheveled?" His words were sharp and biting. Adrienne's sense of relief dissipated, replaced by a growing fear. She knew all too well how he acted when angered. "I... I..." Her voice trailed off, words falling flat. "What's wrong?" he pressed, edging closer towards her. "I... I'm feeling a bit unwell," Adrienne stammered, he
As the helicopter descended gracefully onto the sprawling grounds of the Ryan's mansion, the whirring blades gradually came to a halt, their noise fading into the background. The door slid open smoothly, revealing a scene that felt surreal, as if plucked from a dream. Amidst the air of sophistication and opulence emanating from the mansion, a breathtaking woman emerged from the aircraft, poised and graceful. Rosa, her name whispered with awe and admiration, personified elegance and allure. Her light-skinned complexion seemed to radiate with a soft, inner luminescence, enhancing her already stunning features. Towering with confidence, Rosa possessed a statuesque figure that commanded attention and stirred the senses. Clad in a red, figure-hugging dress, she exuded a magnetic charm, her every curve accentuated flawlessly. The gown, daring and artfully designed, flirtatiously toyed with the boundaries of convention, hinting at the untamed spirit that lay within her. Her lustrous, casca
Adrienne's phone buzzed loudly, jolting her from her thoughts. Lisa, sitting next to her, reached over and picked up the phone, glancing at the caller ID. "It's Daniel," Lisa said, holding the phone out to Adrienne. Adrienne sighed, her heart sinking at the sound of his name. She took a deep breath and forced herself to answer the call. "Hey, Daniel," she said, her voice lacking its usual warmth. "What is it?" "Hey, baby, how are you?" Daniel's voice crackled through the line, filled with concern. "Have you seen the news? Do you know what's up with them? Where did they get the idea of you getting pregnant from?" Adrienne felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her, the weight of the situation pressing down on her already weary shoulders. "Daniel, I'm not feeling so fine," she said, her voice trembling. "Please handle things for this week, and you can call me on Saturday." Before he could respond, Adrienne abruptly hung up the phone, needing a moment to collect herself. She looke
Adrienne strolled leisurely around her garden. The air in her room had become unbearable after hours of confinement. "I can't believe he hasn't called since Saturday, and he promised to stay in touch often," Adrienne murmured to herself, frustration evident in her voice. After her hour-long walk, Adrienne meandered back to the main house, feeling refreshed by the outdoor breeze. As she stepped into her home, she caught sight of Daniel in the hallway. "Oh, hey! What are you doing here? I wanted to be alone for the rest of this week," she asked, a tinge of surprise in her voice. "Shh," Daniel hushed her, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Before she could react, Daniel covered her eyes with his hands and guided her towards the living room. "Surprise!" he exclaimed, unveiling her eyes with a flourish. Adrienne scanned the living room, her disappointment not hidden by her sarcastic response. "Oh, wow, what a fantastic surprise," she remarked drily, struggling to find anythin
"Lincoln is dead."Adrienne was shocked."He is dead? Just like that? Why? How?" She asked.Richard was silent, and when she looked into his eyes, she saw the answers to her questions."You are responsible for this? You had him killed?""I'm sorry. I had to do it for Juliette. I know I should have told you, but I didn't want to," Richard said.Adrienne was speechless. She closed her eyes, trying to piece together exactly how she felt about the situation."I should give you some time to yourself." He wanted to leave, but Adrienne pushed him back, making him lie on the bed.She climbed over him and grabbed his chin."Why should I be mad at you? He deserved to die," Adrienne said softly, lowering her head to kiss him.Richard was so relieved, and he kissed her back passionately.She moved her lips to his jaw, his neck, and his chest and traced a path down to his waistline.She gazed at him with a sultry look in her eyes as she slipped her hands into his pants and set his excited member f
"Prison? What the hell?" Adrienne's voice quivered."Juliette gave that document to the police. She wanted to hurt me after I refused to take her side. The document had evidence of my illegal arms deals," Richard said."Arms deals? That's how you got wealthy, right?" Adrienne asked and Richard nodded."The Chief offered me a deal. He said he would give me the video Rosa sent to the police if I let him arrest me as a 'big criminal' to boost his promotion chances," Richard explained."What? No, that's a terrible deal! That's like trading a bread factory for a loaf of bread. You didn't agree to that, did you?" Adrienne said."Of course not. Rosa's video was useless to us. But I thought about it. I would get caught sooner or later if someone found out, or one of my partners got busted, or someone dug into my past. I know the Chief, so he's being easy on me. He could end our 'relationship' and arrest me with what he has. Luckily, that's not the case. If or when he gets promoted, there
"Boss? He hasn't called himself that in a while," Adrienne thought, smiling shyly.She sniffed the roses and they smelled lovely. She hoped there was a note inside, but there wasn't.She remembered the last time he sent her flowers with a note. It was months ago and the note only had 'I' on it."Where did I put it?" She wondered, searching her drawers. She finally found the note and looked at it for a few seconds."He never finished this sentence," Adrienne said.She set it aside and put on the dress.The dress was black with a strap and a sweetheart neckline and a ruched bust. It had mesh inserts at the waist with vertical lines and draped fabric that wrapped around the midsection. The slit on one side was indeed dangerously high."I am sure he can survive a little skin," Adrienne thought as she admired the dress.Wait. Where are we meeting? Adrienne wondered.She read the note again and he didn't say where they were meeting, he just said 'wear this tonight'.Does he want to meet at
"Hello, Adrienne," he said.She spun around and saw Ryan. Her eyes widened in shock."You're the witness? You're testifying against me?" she exclaimed."What witness? I'm here to watch the trial. What are you talking about?" he asked, puzzled.She snorted and turned away. "Whatever," she muttered, crossing her arms.He sat behind her, still taken aback by her coldness.The door opened again, and this time, the footsteps were that of a stiletto. It was a woman.Everyone turned to see who it was, and it was Annabelle.Adrienne scoffed. "She didn't tell me she was coming to Nigeria for the trial."As Annabelle got closer, Adrienne waved at her, but Annabelle ignored her and went straight to the witness stand.Adrienne's jaw dropped. Annabelle was the witness? After everything she had done for her?She glared at her as she swore the oath."You're in for a rude awakening," Annabelle whispered as she sat down.Adrienne felt her heart pounding, her forehead sweating, and her throat tighten
Adrienne felt a surge of anxiety as she entered the courtroom with Richard by her side. The day was finally here; Linc's trial.She glanced at the defendants' table, where Lincoln sat with his lawyer. He looked smug and confident, as if he had nothing to worry about. He met her gaze and smirked, making her shiver. It brought back memories of the nights she was locked up in that old farmhouse.She squeezed Richard's hand, grateful for his support. He had been her rock throughout this ordeal, always there to comfort her, protect her, and encourage her.The judge entered the room and everyone stood up. The trial began, and Adrienne listened as her lawyer presented the charges and the evidence against Lincoln. She felt a surge of hope as she saw the jury's expressions of shock and disgust. She hoped that they would see Lincoln for what he was: a monster who deserved to rot in jail.Then it was Lincoln's lawyer's turn to speak. He stood up and cleared his throat, looking at the jury with
Linc's body was thrown out of the car and onto the sidewalk as the car speedily drove off. He groaned in pain on the floor. A concerned stranger rushed to Linc's side to help him up, but Linc aggressively pushed the man away. This made other passersby ignore Linc and cross to the other side of the road. Despite the pain, he managed to stand up on his feet, his whole body hurting. As he looked around, trying to decipher his exact location, his eyes spotted a police station, and a smirk etched onto his face."They think they can get away with treating me like this," Linc said maliciously as he limped to the police station. Richard had given him a really bad beating, and he couldn't even walk properly. Every breath Linc took hurt him in his chest because of the impact of Richard's punches. "Darn you, Richard!" Linc cursed.As he entered the station, he collapsed onto the floor, putting on a show. "Help me, please. Help me. I was kidnapped by the Oh so famous Adrienne Davison and her
She hesitantly opened the files, and a flood of videos and photos appeared on the screen."That's a lot," Richard observed.Adrienne clicked on the first video, which showed Linc and Juliette having sex."Huh? Why would she send me this? I thought she promised something life-changing?" Adrienne rolled her eyes in frustration and flung her phone aside."You've been quick to lose patience over small things lately. Could it be the pregnancy hormones?" Richard inquired, concern lacing his voice."Ugh!" Adrienne exhaled in annoyance.Sensing her irritation, Richard extended his hand to soothe her by gently patting her back."Why don't we take our time and carefully review everything on the card?" he suggested."Okay. I'm sorry for snapping," she said with a soft, apologetic tone."That's better," Richard said, smoothing her hair affectionately."Come here," he gestured.Richard picked up the discarded phone, settled back on the bed, and Adrienne snuggled up to him, resting her head on his
Adrienne and Richard kissed passionately while Adrienne gently rode Richard on the bed. It was a slow and intimate dance as Richard’s hands caressed and worshipped her curves.He had arrived at the hotel and their brief conversation turned into a passionate encounter. After their lovemaking, Adrienne laid her forehead on Richard's."That was beautiful," he said, softly caressing her left cheek with his thumb.He then gripped her waist firmly and quickly flipped her over, hovering above her now. He looked at her deeply, still enjoying the afterglow of their passion."Why did you do that? I didn't want you to come out of me yet. I'm feeling hollow now. Empty!" Adrienne whined playfully, feigning annoyance.Richard chuckled. "Come on. We need to shower, and we have to be careful. I don't want to accidentally bump into Amelia. Look how quickly she's growing inside you," he said, rubbing Adrienne's belly."It's Ethan, and I wasn't even moving, so there's no way you could have hit him," Ad
Adrienne had cried herself to sleep and woke up in the evening. She checked her phone and saw tons of missed calls and messages from Richard."Why didn't you say anything?""Are you okay? Did something happen?""Please call me."Those were some of the texts from Richard. She didn't know what to say or how to explain her feelings and instead of replying to his texts or calling him back, she texted Lisa. She made a list of things she needed Lisa to bring and sent it along with the address.Then, Adrienne washed her face, went downstairs, and got into her car.***"What's going on? What are we doing here?" Lisa asked Adrienne as she followed her, carrying two big bags in her hands.Adrienne ignored her and walked quickly towards the entrance of the building. It was a large, white mansion with a sign that read "Joygood Memorial Park". Lisa had a bad feeling about this place. It was a private cemetery for the rich and powerful, where they buried their secrets and scandals, not just the