Frederick stood beside Rosaline, whose eyes were closed. She appeared to be in a deep sleep. The door to the room clicked open and Ashton entered."I know you hate being around her, you can leave I will watch over her," Ashton told him.Frederick looked at him for a few seconds, before exiting the room. Ashton sat on the space beside Rosaline, his gaze lowered to her face. She looks so beautiful in her sleep, he thought. He moved his hand to her face and began to caress it, his eyes closed, as he did this. Rosaline felt a hand continuously touching her face, she immediately opened her eyes, only to find out that it was Ashton."What the heck of you think you are doing?" She asked.Ashton was startled, his eyes snapped open. He opened his mouth to talk, then closed it. He was speechless. He averted his gaze from her. "Are you…" Rosaline tried to say but paused when she recalled something. She looked at her body, for signs of injury. But there was none. How did I even get here? She ask
Rosaline sat inside Frederick's car waiting for him to join her so that they'll drive to work. She was still a bit shaken from the incident. Although she didn't want to admit it, the thought of driving herself to the company had scared the hell out of her. She had felt relieved when Bradley announced Frederick would be driving her to work. The car door opened and Frederick entered. Rosaline shifted to the other side of the car until she was almost glued to the car door. Frederick glanced at her and kept shut."Drive," he told Isaac."To where sir?" He asked."To your house," Frederick replied."Sir my house is in the slums, I don't think you'll like it there.""Will you shut up and drive me to the company," Frederick thundered."I thought we were going to Mrs. Mills' company?" Isaac asked."You knew that and you kept asking silly questions. One more word from you, I'll make sure you lose your job.""Okay sir, but won't you….""Shut up and drive Isaac," Frederick roared.Isaac turned on
After packing her bags in preparation for the Sudden honeymoon, Rosaline called her personal assistant. She instructed her on how to handle the company while she was away. She had just agreed to go on a honeymoon for her own sake. She needed time to relax and get rid of unwanted memories. She dragged her luggage downstairs. The luggage was too heavy, so she had to slowly pull it down the stairs. As she descended the stairs, she felt someone standing behind her. On turning back, no one was there."I'm going crazy for real," she mumbled. Suddenly, someone pushed her from behind and she went crashing down the last three stairs, only to end up in Frederick's arms. He had caught her and saved her from harm."Thank you," she said."How did you even end up falling?" Frederick questioned her. She wanted to reply, but when she recalled that he had not believed her when she told him of the car-chasing incident, she decided not to inform him of what had just happened to her."It's none of your bu
NEXT MORNING Rosaline stirred, about to wake up, as she opened her eyes, she felt a weight on her chest, she slowly looked down, only to find Frederick's head resting on her boobs. He appeared to be in a deep sleep. "Ahh!" she screamed and pushed him. Frederick landed on the floor with a loud thud. He groaned and opened his eyes, only to meet Rosaline's angry gaze."What was that for?""You pervert, why did you put your head on my boobs?" Frederick glared at her and stood up, dusted himself, and left the room. Rosaline muttered curse words at him and entered the bathroom. After doing her morning business there, she tried to wrap herself with the towel, but the towel was too small and could barely cover her. The length covered only from her chest to just an inch below her butt. She left the bathroom with it, knowing that Frederick wasn't in the room. She applied her lotion and went over to get her clothes. Just then, the door to the bedroom opened and Frederick entered. Rosaline, on s
Frederick looked at the figure that just gasped. Why now? He thought. Why did she choose to dress like that? It wasn't helping at all. Rosaline was putting on a black short that almost didn't cover her butt, and her top was cropped. Frederick felt his self control slip off him. He slowly walked over to her, his lust filled eyes on her. Rosaline on seeing this walked backward slowly but calculatingly. Frederick tried to hold her, but she slipped off and ran. She jumped on the table like a wild cat, then perched on the couch. She picked up a book laying on the couch and pointed it a Frederick "Come near, and I'll slash your head with this." Seriously, slash his head with a book? She thought.Frederick peered at her for a few minutes, he mustered all the courage he could to control his desires. He turned around and went into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Rosaline heaved a sigh of relief. This was going to be tough, she thought.Inside the bathroom, Frederick's hands were pla
Frederick and Rosaline, stood in a corner panting as they tried to catch their breath. The crazy old ladies had stopped chasing them. Frederick smiled on recalling his conversation with them."Your wife is pretty, hope you know how to play the match," one of the old ladies asked with a suggestive smile. Others affirmed and waited for his answer. He stared at them like they were crazy, but they had serious expressions."Don't worry, we're honeymoon experts, we are on the lookout for couples on honeymoon, to offer our knowledge of it to them. So you don't have to hold back." One of them said, and once again the others bobbed their heads in affirmation."I do, I'm as good as Ronaldo in that aspect," he answered."That's great, I'm sure you'll score a goal before the end of this trip.""Maybe he has already scored," another said and the rest giggled."I'm also wondering the same," Frederick said in pretense, then looked at Rosaline."You know you have to lubricate it, before entering for b
Rosaline wore a white crop top over a blue ripped jeans, Frederick also wore the same color of clothes. They had been told to wear couple outfits today. Their task today was to play video games at a public gaming center, to draw attention to them. After that, they had to watch a movie together. They were set and ready to leave the room when Rosaline suddenly held her stomach and crouched down to the ground. She groaned in pain, and her eyes became misty."I do not think I will be able to go out today," he informed Frederick, who stood watching her."You can quit that silly act of yours, we have reporters outside, waiting to be deceived." Rosaline lifted her head and stared at him with teary eyes. Her period was the cause of the pain she was feeling. And she did not know how to say it. Worst of all is that she did not pack any sanitary pads. The trip was so unexpected and she had been in such a hurry to pack a lot of things, only to end up forgetting to add the pad."Do I look like I'm
"Was the hotel having a party?" Frederick thought as he opened his eyes. The booming sound of a Korean song had woken him up. He sluggishly got off the bed, Rosline was not on her side of the bed, he noticed. He left the bedroom and went into the living room. He halted when he saw Rosaline doing some strange dance moves. She was trying to dance seductively but was doing a very bad job. She looked like she was about to fly. Frederick thought and laughed internally. Rosaline, unaware that she was being watched, tried to raise her leg, to do a dance move. To herself, she was doing a really great job. But to the onlooker, she looked like she was now doing Kung Fu. Frederick laughed till his stomach hurt. The music was too loud so Rosaline could not hear his laughter. She bent down and shook her waist, then hopped to another position and did that again. Frederick watched her bewildered."Did she want to turn into a frog?" Deciding that he had laughed enough. If he laughed more, his tummy wo
TINA You might say I made the wrong decision, you might say I needed a break from everyone, but I, Tina Mills say I don't. Yes, everyone close to me has hurt me in one way or the other, but getting hurt is one of the things that makes us stronger. I was finally at peace with everyone and held no grudge whatsoever against anyone, my past hurtful memories were forgotten and I no longer had a place to dwell. Oh, I almost forgot to mention. Liam and I were now officially married! Our wedding was tagged as the most expensive wedding in the history of Sydney! We moved into our new house, a house Liam and I jointly built to raise our family in. “Mama!” Blake’s piercing voice echoed, separating me from my straying thoughts. “What's up little man,” I bumped fists with him. “Grandma is calling you,” he pointed in the direction of the kitchen. My entire family and I were on vacation. Dad, Liam, Victor and Ryan were playing video games in the living room, mum, Tiffany and Aunt Hailey were i
TINA It's been over six months since Lucas’ demise, six long months since everything died down. Lucas had been buried a day after he died. Liam was gloomy for a few days after his passing, which I didn't mind. At this moment, everything had gone back to the way it used to be before all the unfortunate incidents. Only a few things had changed, I was no longer the single spoilt princess of the Mills family, I was a wife and a mother now. “Mama,” Blake’s tiny voice resonated next to me validating what I had just said. “Blakey,” I smiled, pinching his nose. I picked him up from the floor and twirled him around. “Mama!” He giggled loudly. My little boy is now a year and a few months old. He has even started walking and spends half of his day going in and out of every corner of the house, he literally knows the entire house like his palms. “Where have you been Blakey?” I asked, settling down on the bed and placing him on my thigh. “I shall go down with Liar,” he giggled. “You mean yo
TINA Ever since that day Liam left the house to go find Lucas, I never felt comfortable. I was worried and uneasy. It was so bad that I couldn't even eat. Leah and Riley tried their best to help me calm down but I couldn't, I was just too worried. Each day I cling to Blake crying my eyes out. “Liam is a strong guy, he will definitely come back,” Leah sang these words like a song to me every passing day. Just yesterday, I was seated in the living room watching the door and waiting for the moment Liam would show up when the door was pushed open and Ethan walked in, alone. Seeing him walking towards me alone while he left here with many others filled my heart with uneasiness. “Where are the others?” I had asked. He sat me down and explained everything that transpired while they were out. “And Liam, where is he?” I asked, gazing at the door. “He decided to stay in the hospital with Lucas, he survived the hit.” I didn't know how to feel, It was all too much to take in and process.
TWO DAYS LATER LIAM It's been two days now since Lucas got out of the Operation theatre, two days since he was put down on this bed, two days since he failed to open his charming blue eyes. I haven't had any sleep since the day everything unfolded, I haven't even gone home yet. Guilt was eating me up, for some reason, I kept blaming myself for letting things get like this. Lucas didn't deserve this, he got deceived. Marcus should be the one lying here in pain. These few days, I regretted pulling the trigger and ending Marcus that way. He had a way too easy death and I blamed myself for it. He deserved to gnash his teeth in anguish and cry out for help which wouldn't ever get to him. But sadly, I gave him an easy death. Sighing, I put my head down on the bed next to Lucas. “I should have tried harder to convince you. You wouldn't have chosen this path if I did that. I'm a terrible brother,” I cried. “Just open your eyes, Lucas,” I pleaded, grabbing his nearly cold hands. “Let go o
LIAM One moment I was downcast and was about to cry about Lucas’ sudden passing, then the next, someone more shallow minded appeared. It broke my heart that he used poor Lucas this way and discarded him. I wondered if this would have been my fate if I never did a proper investigation into the cause of my father’s death. I stood still watching Marcus utter despicable words and confession of his multiple crimes. Each minute of standing there made me feel like shredding him to pieces but then I was powerless at the moment. When he revealed how he was indeed the one behind my dad’s death and everything thereof, I made a resolution in my heart at that moment. “Marcus’ blood will be spilled by me.” Anger and disgust bubbled inside of me with each passing minute, I watched him send out his men to attack Ryan and me. He stood at a distance watching us, probably to see how his men would rip us apart. In one swift move, I pulled out my gun from under my pants and pointed it at the men w
LIAM “Do you still want to do it alone?” Ryan asked. His words made me pause in my tracks and turn to him. “I'll do anything to keep my wife and son safe, even if it means teaming up with you. I promised my wife I would get rid of Lucas and I'll go to any lengths to fulfill that promise.” Ryan stayed silent for a while, just gazing at me. “Are we going to capture Lucas or do you want to keep staring like you've suddenly fallen in love with me?” I asked, eying him unpleasantly. He snarled at me, then began walking away. I followed him. “There is no car available,” he muttered. Ethan and the rest of us had visited here prior to today and I knew there was a little garage behind the building, I also knew where the car keys were. We had taken a safety precaution of fleeing, just in case things went haywire. “Wait here, I'll go get a car,” I muttered. Walking into the house, I randomly grabbed a key and headed for the garage, the key turned out to be that of a Maserati MC20. I go
Ryan I have been tracking my dad’s movement the entire time. My dad is someone who would do anything for the sake of his children. Considering how Tiffany wasn't his, but just my wife, I knew he was okay with using her as bait just to keep my mother and all of us safe. Starting from the moment they all agreed to use Tiffany as bait, I was upset, even mad that my gullible wife agreed to it. I mean, there is a possibility that she will lose her life in the process of being used as bait. I threatened to divorce her, just to make sure she didn't do it, but both she and I knew I wouldn't be able to divorce her. Earlier today, Tiffany suddenly went missing. It scared the hell out of me. I searched the entire house for her but she seemed to have disappeared into thin air and this was on the day I had found out my dad and the others planned to get Lucas. “They took Tiffany with them,” I concluded. Anger coursed through my veins and I rushed into my car. Instantly tracking my dad’s locat
LIAM Things got all serious the moment we all got into the car. We had chosen one vehicle as it seemed more convenient and allowed us all to communicate easily. “What's up with Lucas, he hasn't made any move yet,” I muttered staring down at the screen that showed Luacs pacing up and down a shabby looking room. “He got a call earlier and is waiting for help to get to him. Help is already on its way to him,” Ethan said. “We have just a problem,” Victor said. “His men.” He fell for the phone call and thinks a rescue vehicle is coming for him. “How about we send the police to him?” Tina’s dad suggested, but Ethan and I were quick to push the suggestion aside. “He gets help from the police,” Ethan muttered. “You should have seen how the police tried to protect his impersonator the night I ended his life.” “That dude has the police backing him up.” “You didn't actually kill the guy, right?” I asked, staring at Ethan “You know, when you have loved ones to protect, you'll be willing
LIAM I wanted to break the news of my sudden and urgent departure to Tina the moment I got home, but I didn't want to sadden her. The way she clung to my body, how she confessed her Love for me, all made me stall time. Even though I knew leaving was inevitable. I had planned with Ethan and the others on how to deal with Lucas and we came up with a plan to go away from our families while dealing with that Psycho. If we ever succeeded in capturing Lucas and keeping him in our house, it meant danger for our loved ones. Thankfully, Ethan had a hideout where he had hidden himself since the shooting incident to convince everyone that he was at the hospital. The moment Ethan and the others showed up and broke the news of my departure to Tina, her eyes became gloomy but then, she had that look of understanding on her face. The look that read “ I understand you're doing all these for me.” She had followed me into my room to help me pack up without saying a word to me. Facing my closet and