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Her Dilemma Forenote
Hiya. I don't have that much to say, just that I'm excited to finally publish this story. I started writing it in 2018, haq. I can be a lazy slowpoke sometimes. Haha, it's most times. But now, I plan to finish it. I have the story planned out and it'll be just about a hundred chapters. I hope you enjoy reading the book. And if you really liked what you read, don't forget to vote gems and comment what you think. Leave reviews, share with your friends, etcetera. While waiting for updates, you can check out my other books as well. 1. BABY'S DADDY (Pregnancy-Romance) 2. THE RANCHER'S HEART (Romance)3. ALACRIMIA (General Fiction/Adventure) 4. THE THIRD SIDE OF THE COIN (Horror) Thanks.
Her Dilemma 1. We're Both High
De Grande nightclub was one of the elite's nocturnal hangout. It had hosted several of the city's big names and many more touring from other parts of the country. But it also boasted of having members from other respectable economic and social classes. It was fair for all.It was at it's dark rosewood-top bar that a youngredheaded lady was sitting, nursing her third glass of tequila in her slender fingers. She knew she was going to get drunk but, unfortunately, she had reached and passed the point of caring. The strong need to unwind after the stress from work kept her going on.At a VIP booth far opposite the bar a guy stared intently at the lady. He'd noticed she came to the nightclub most nights, never with a partner and her ring finger was empty so he assumed she was single. Something about her intrigued him the way a girl had never before, she always looked so vulnerable and beautiful in a classic sense that called to
Her Dilemma 2. You're Mine
She didn't resist when he walked her farther away from the building, his arms around her waist. Instead she missed the feel of his mouth on hers.Channing guided her around the building with his heart pounding, his blood rushing. Every cell of his body was screaming for him to grab her. To take her. To have her. Right there. He turned the corner into the alley and finally alone, dug his fingers into her hair and ground his mouth on hers, again, desperately, taking what he wanted, what he needed.With a growl that sent his pulse spiking, she grabbed the lapels of his coat and yanked her drunken self higher, meeting his mouth with a desperation of her own. 'Damn,' she muttered between kisses.He didn't answer, he only devoured her mouth. His palms traced down the back of her dress, hesitating only for a moment before sliding up under it. He groaned and flexed his fingers in anticipation and then filled hi
Her Dilemma 3. The Name's Chan
The sun was awake from its eastern cradle and was already taking its baby steps to the west when a sleek BMW pulled up at the at the curb of a two-storey house. The car occupants remained inside for some minutes drawing the attention of a young lady who had spied on the car from a room upstairs. The woman furrowed her brows wondering what the car wanted and went downstairs to find out.She'd just closed the front door after her when the car opened and a man stepped out, went around to the other side, then reappeared, bearing a woman in his arms. She gasped as she realised on closer inspection that the woman was Taissa. What had happened to her? She looked pretty dead to the world. She quickly moved forward to open the gate and made to take her but the man shook his head.'Let me,' he said in a husky voice that sounded suspicious to her. Who the heck was he? She couldn't see his face. It was cast in a shadow by the black baseball
Her Dilemma 4. I'm So Fucked Up . . . Literally
Eleven minutes later Naima came out of her room with her pink and blue backpack slung over her right shoulder. She had on a loose, sea-crystal blue Fendi top that hit her thighs and white pantyhose with lace edging. Her pink Louis Vuitton high-tops made no sound on the floor boards as she crossed to her mommy's room. She slowly opened the door half hoping to see her awake but she was disappointed — her mommy was sprawled on the bed on her back. Naima softly stepped in and stood, watching her, then went over to her. She brushed her mommy's red hair out of her face and bent to kiss her forehead. She wrinkled her nose. Why did Mommy smell funny? Whatever it was she smelt of, Naima didn't think it was perfume and she definitely didn't like it at all. She kissed her forehead and ran out of the room and down the stairs to the dining room where Marlee was packing their lunch with her brother. The latter looked up at her and smiled brightly like the sun.
Her Dilemma 5. Are You a Pervert?
Channing hurriedly clambered out of his car and made his way to the private elevator leading to his pent office. Just as his PA, Leighton, stepped out of it. The latter looked relieved as he sighted his boss, as if the weight of the world had been placed solely on his shoulders and was just lifted. Channing rolled his eyes and tossed his key at him which he caught. 'Finally,' his PA said. 'I was beginning to think you'd disappeared from the surface of Earth.' 'What's on the agenda for this morning?' Channing said curtly, getting into the elevator. His PA quickly did the same. Channing wasn't in the best of moods today, so he had to be careful. The PA knew when to back off, although Channing was just a few years older than him he was still his boss and the one who paid his salary. 'You were supposed to be at the board meeting forty-two minut
Her Dilemma 6. A Close Shave
It was a miracle Taissa had managed to reach the kids' school without getting herself into a road accident. She was sure she'd have, had there been no snarl-up on the way. Her mind had been preoccupied — was still — with the thoughts and emotions trampling over her like an outraged herd of elephants. Heck, she'd even forgotten to turn the car to selfdrive mode.She parked the car and rested her head on the wheel. What to do? she asked herself that question for the nth time that day. She'd had a roll in the hay with Channing Chevrolet. Up an alley. She palmed her face.This is very bad.If she was going to get drunk, why did it have to be with him? Why couldn't she have been with another person, at least then she wouldn't be feeling this down in the dumps. For fucks sake, he was a playboy! He probably saw her as nothing but a tool to satiate his manly needs for the night. Fuck, he was probably in b
Her Dilemma 7. Are We Gonna Be Poor?
'Mommy, please don't go out tonight, Mommy.'Taissa slowly turned her head from the couch to Yannis. 'Okay,' she consented. Like she was planning to go back to De Grande after what happened last night. God help her, she wasn't going back to any night club again, ever. She needed to catch up with her kids on their life, the way they used to do.Before, it used to be the three of them together, after school and work they'd chat and gist and have fun, but the increasing stress at work had put an abrupt end to that. She had to take on herculean tasks discarded by the others just so to earn extra to pay bills and stuff. So, most often than nought she turned to drowning her sorrows at the bar, getting Marlee or a babysitter to watch over her kids.Remembering all that, she couldn't help but think she was an irresponsible mother to her kids. Take for example what happened earlier today. But, thankfully, the kids had
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Her Dilemma 28. A Dreadful Feeling
A dreadful feeling lay heavy in the pit of his stomach, it had lain there all day. His father, Chauncey Chevrolet the Third was arriving today. And now that he was on his way to the airport to pick him up, the feeling slowly mushroomed.He managed a sad smile as he merged into the interstate. One wouldn't believe Ice King Channing Chevrolet could let himself be rattled by anything, but then his father solely had that power over him, had always. He let out a shaky breath and concentrated on the road he was driving on."What, uncle? Aren't you excited about meeting Grandpa?" Racquelle asked from the passenger seat, where she was busy on her tablet.Channing scoffed. Excited? That was the last word to describe how he felt. He was going to do this alone, Racquelle didn't count, she loved Dad to a fault even though she had met him in person pretty much just twice or thrice and only gets to video call him once or twice a year. He silently swore at his selfish brother. The recreant had dumpe
Her Dilemma 27. Running Crazy
Channing Chevrolet was outside an event centre on the other side of the city. He had been seated in his car outside for a bit over an hour now. A friend of Racquelle's who also happened to be a family friend was having her ninth birthday party and Racquelle had insisted he bring her to the venue himself.Today, he was in a silver-red Lexus, contrary to the black Tesla he had taken to work this morning. He had been going for the don't-notice-me look, but he might have missed as people kept staring at the car as they pulled up for the party. Thankfully, the windows were smoked, so they couldn't possibly see him inside.A thought struck him that he should get a chaffeur, being a busy businessman and all. Leighton usually took the wheels or he put the car on autopilot.On arriving at the party, he had tried to kill time by video calling Chauncey. But the call had ended in a heated row when it was obvious his elder brother was having the time of his life and felt no remorse whatsoever fo
Her Dilemma 26. The Gentleman Already Paid for It
Channing watched as she moved away from him. What had he done wrong? He closed his eyes and the memory of her moaning like an animal in heat came to him. He was powerfully aroused.She was so sweet he could still taste her mouth on his. The hot swollen ache that bulged between his legs threatened to unbalance him. But the inexplicable tenderness he felt for her was way more dangerous than his desire.'Please, let me go,' she said sidling along the wall, looking so scared and uncertain he wanted to take her in his arms and kiss away her fears. Her tears shimmered pain lingering in her eyes. He glimpsed regret and sorrow in those shining eyes.'Taissa,' he reached out to her, 'you don't have to be scared of me.'She stabbed him with her hot eyes. 'I have every reason to be, Channing Chevrolet. You're way too dangerous for me. I don't know you and—' I'm carrying your baby. But she couldn't say that. He'd laugh at her and tell her to look well for the father of her baby, hell, at worst h
Her Dilemma 25. . . . 'n Kiss
She put a hand to her throat where her pulse was fluttering madly.What did he want from her? Her only offence had been to call out to him. What if he was a murderer?The breath caught in her throat at the thought. Sweet God, she was pregnant, she had two kids and they'd be orphans if she died. Her mouth dried. She looked around for any object with which to defend herself, but she saw, to her dismay, nothing within reach. Why did it have to be in a quiet corner where no one would hear her die? She prepared to scream when his hand closed over her shoulder a second before his mouth descended to claim hers. Taissa thought she heard him mutter her name at that second but she didn't give much mind to it as her mind was on another alarming thought. He was kissing her! She wasn't being murdered, she was being plundered. Crazily, she didn't fight him. It almost felt familiar, the kiss that is. But she hadn't kissed anyone in ages, well, save for Channing Chevrolet. There was nothing she cou
Her Dilemma 24. Rock 'n Bike . . .
Chevrolet never knew deciding what to get for your niece could be such a big job. He wished again that he hadn't promised to get her a present. But she'd been so forlorn for so long that he'd feared she'd die of sadness, so his plan to cheer her up had been to promise her anything she wanted, but Racquelle wasn't inclined.It was on his way driving back home from a stressful day at work that he'd seen the bright pink and green neon signs of the store. Rock n' Bike.The perfect place to get a gift. So he'd pulled off the A1 into the parking area. Rock n' Bike stood beside the channel and the occasional sounds of the sluicing river and vessels coupled with the noise of the traffic overhead created a somewhat perfect symphony for the store setting.He paused to dig for a camouflage. He didn't wanna find out what'd happen if a crazy fan ran into him at the store. He couldn't find anything in the glove compartment. He uttered profanities and pulled a latch inside the compartment that slid
Her Dilemma 23. Her Own Tune to Dance to
The kids had seemed okay by it, but Taissa wasn't convinced one bit about her daughter. It was obvious from the girl's expression that she had a million questions to ask.But Naima had always been a reasonable kid. She must have seen that her mother was going through struggles of her own at the moment and had decided to file her questions away for another time.After Taissa had made them promise not to tell anyone about it, for the time being, she kissed them and tucked them into bed. It was bad enough that she was single, broke and had two and a half other mouths to feed. If people knew she was pregnant, the onslaught of questions and pity and ridicule would be too much for her to bear.Taissa made up her mind to stay as clear-headed as she could be. She couldn't fool herself into thinking things would get better, but she could welcome the thought that things wouldn't get worse. She wouldn't let it. Not on her life.She sighed deeply as she shut the door to Naima's room, having just
Her Dilemma 22. Barney's a Dinosaur
Taissa slapped her knee and laughed out loud. 'That's the best joke I've heard today, Marlee.'Marlee Ransom pursed her lips and sat down beside her friend, her face revealed no hint of comedy. 'It's no joke, Taissa. You're preggy.'Waves of shock, alarm and stark terror crashed over her Taissa like an angry tide. Her open mouth went dry and it felt like something had stuck in her tonsils. She was fairly sure her heart had missed the next few scheduled beat. She unconsciously flexed her suddenly numb fingers and searched for her voice. 'Pregn-nant?' she finally echoed.'I'm afraid so, babes.''How is that pos—' Taissa suddenly blanched. 'Oh my God, no. Oh my God, no. No, no, this did not happen,' Taissa said softly, hanging her head.Marlee sighed and gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze. 'I'm so sorry to have to be the one to tell you this. But you gonna be okay.' Even though she had bad news, she tried to wind up her speech on a positive note.Taissa shut her eyes and swallowed painf
Her Dilemma 21. You're Not Ill . . . You're Pregnant
'Wakey, wakey.'Still pretty much asleep, Taissa slapped the tickling thing away. The giggle that followed broke her dreamy haze and she pried open her eyes, sitting up to shake out the cobwebs of sleep from her eyes.A smiling messy-haired blonde stood taller beside a grinning boy whose red hair looked like he'd stuck his hand in a toaster.'Happy birthday!' Yannis shouted. That got her full attention.'Birthday?' Naima frowned, turning to him.'Birthday?' Taissa said.Yannis sucked in his lips as though he'd just realized the meaning of his utterance. 'Um, is that not what you say when you bring me breakfast in bed?'For the first time, Taissa noticed the covered tray on the nightstand. 'Oh.'Naima palmed her face. 'No duh. That's because you mostly get breakfast in bed "on your birthdays"! ''Sorry, guess I'm just too used to that.' The little boy hung his head.'Sheesh!' Naima scolded. 'Mommy was supposed to guess the reason we were in her room.''Sorry.' His head couldn't go any
Her Dilemma 20. Finding Her Nepenthes
Taissa Allendale barely managed to slip the two glass flutes unto the coffee table before she collapsed into the sofa, her right arm hitting Marlee. 'Sorry,' she mumbled.'With your damn work taking it out of you you're really gon' kill yourself before your time, girlfriend.' Marlee's nagging voice made her feel worse.'Oh, for fuck's sake, Marlee!' she grumbled out loud.'Okay, okay.' Marlee seemed amused.Taissa sighed in relief and waved to the liquid in flutes. 'Make yourself at home.'Marlee picked up a flute and sipped from it rather daintily. 'Since when did you start having liquor in the house?''It's only margarita, Marlee. I got one at a c-store on the way home.''I didn't know they had this kind of stuff at c-stores.'Taissa sighed and said, 'This particular one had. Marlee, I've got a headache building up.' So stop yanking my chain. But she didn't voice that. Instead, she glared at her best friend meaningfully.'So, you thought the best thing to do was buy a drink on yo
