I take my MacBook to the sitting room, so I have been trying to take some nice pictures of my wife with my phone, because my really nice manager says I should take unknown pictures of her and post on my social media, asides lying to the media and saying how important my wedding day was I think at this moment I have to go normal on it, so she is lying face up and in a deep sleep, but I have to say, she still looks so beautiful, and it makes me feel so lucky, like I can’t even breathe whenever I see this, I mean, how can someone be so so beautiful, its like she doesn’t even try to, after the mini edit I upload it to my Instagram and twitter account myself, in quote, “my sunshine”.
I smile profusely when I tag her, it looks like I can’t even understand why I choose to upload I at this moment.
“having to understand the human emotion, is such a confusing thing to do” I immediately shut my mac, andJane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face. “well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face.“well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to eat chocolate”
Stevens point of view:The flashlight coming from the numerous cameras going off and on, really has me wishing I had shades on, it’s a major turnoff seeing this shots happen in front of me every day, like it’s a ritual I’ve come to detest.“Let’s walk farther away from here Steve”whispers my wife into ear. I nod and begin walking faster; my ears could detect every noisy whisper in the background, even the continuous screeches of fans and their endless wails.“Come along” that voice, I turn and come face to face with Aunty Margaret.“if we could talk inside that will be better” says Margaret I look at my wives face only for me to come face to face with a red face, we walk faster so as to avoid the never ending clicks of phones and cameras, but it’s like the more we push the farther I feel from the company’s door.After several pushes and clicks of
Jane’s point of view:Looking at the both of them, my chest beats so frantically, I look back at my husband, and I am tempted to really hug him, but even I know that we haven’t gotten to that level of closeness to begin hugging one another when we are feeling low or troubled.“I wish I never met you guys though” Steve mentions as he looks at me and then back at the ceiling, he immediately stand up, takes a deep breath then puts his hands into his pockets and leaves me alone with Mr. Whitestone looking creepily at me, at this moment I really didn’t care, because I had other issues I really wanted to think of, but the more I stayed the there, the creepier his stare became, and even I knew that at this moment I couldn’t handle it despite the level at which my mind was clouded with thoughts.“Could you leave my space, Mr. Whitestone?” he nods and takes a step backward, alright that baffled me. I have to tur
Steve’s point of view: “it’s a little bit damp I know” jasper my new friend says as he splashes water around my apartment whilst shaking his hair.“yeah a little” I mutter while cleaning the drops water off my shorts. “anyeways hows your wife doing” yeah we are just friends so I guess he doesn’t have the right to know of the arranged marriage just yet. “Well she’s doing just fine, we just spoke a few hours ago” I chipped in the last part just to ward off any form of suspicion.“Anyways heard you’ll be working on a new project with mercy, that color activist”“it’s not yet certain Jasper, although I wish to work a little far away from my wife’s family, kinda helps in sanity you know” Jasper laughs and then takes a seat. “well I know just how you feel, I mean it isn’t right to keep living of off your wife’s pocket for a long time” I nod like I even understand what he means, not what I am
Jane’s point of view:“What do you mean Mercy?” her slender hands make contact with my skin, and I can already feel how soft they are.“What I mean Is this” she pauses and looks at me, her hands moving higher.“Your aunt Margaret just told me of how she plans to take away your so called husband from you” her smile for me looks very creepy and not nice.“But we love each other, you know” I tell her.“Well I have a crush on him, and I really want to have him for myself, you see I already have plans to have something with him, so why don’t we work together, that’s actually the reason I came here if I am being frank with you” I don’t know why but I felt a major sting of pain in my heart region, like a major constriction.“But he’s my husband”She smile sat me and then nods.“You know
Steven’s point of view:It was last night I saw just how beautiful she looked. I’m talking about mercy, she came over for a barbecue invite, and it was nice I have to say, she walked up to me in that skimpy dress and she smiled, bringing her ever slender hands out she took one of my hands into both of hers.“I gave Jane something to I’ve to you” she said, almost like a whisper making my eyes focus more on the redness of her lips.“Yeah, yeah she actually did, and I appreciate you for inviting us, we will make sure to be there” she nods and finally releases my hands from her grasp.“congrats though, on turning 27, it’s not an easy feat” she giggles using her hand to cover her mouth, she throws here head back, and it reminds me of a particular time I used to have a thing for my bestie.“Oh Steve, thank you so much for everything, especially inviting me over”
Jane’s point of view:I let his hands circle around my waist, they were warm, and they ignited the fire within, I wanted more, I wanted more hugs, more kisses, more cuddles.“I know you’re awake now” says my husband; his voice sounds so pleasant in the morning.“yeah I knew you knew I was awake” after a while of just staying in each other’s arms I jump down the bed, and walk naked into the bathroom to have my bath.“Can I join you?” comes Stevens’ voice.“Why not?”It was late at night when I heard and read in the news that the birthday party was supposed to be a masked party, so we all are to put on a mask. I had on my gown after a much needed wash and make-up, and I had on a black heel to complement my dress, moving into my closet I decided to use one of my old masks , because I couldn’t stress myself, I would meet up with St
Jane’s point of view:I stand beside the bar, watching as she publicly takes Steven away from me, and that makes me feel like a puppet, when they get to the dance floor, she raises her hand up, probably telling the dj to switch to something slower, and yes indeed I was correct, while I sit in the darkness and sip my scotch, I watch as both my husband and soon to be official rival dance along to the music, the swaying f her hips makes it hard for me to be happy and trust that nothing will go wrong, and from anywhere you could see her nipples pointing through, almost threatening to pierce through the dress she’s putting in, I feel threatened okay, from the thin excuse of the dress she is putting on, you can outline the beautiful and seductive shape of her body, even the shape of her breasts are gorgeous, the rate at which my heart beats goes up, when I see her taking hold of my husband’s hand and putting it on her breasts, her breasts
Steven’s point of view:It was late, when we got down, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her, it was like for me she was the star of the night. And her eyes look so beautiful, and then the way the gown accentuates her figure, it makes it hard for my eyes to leave her. And it was indeed same for her fans. Shouts of praises were thrown at her as she makes her way through, this time around though, there was no hair to fling, but she looks so gorgeous on a low cut.Well as for I, I think I’m just looking forward to going back home, because I am dead beat tired, from all the moving around I have been doing today, Shirley made me go places with her, in secret she says, its she trying to help my career as a model and I respect her for trying her best to help me out, the way she’s been looking out for me is just phenomenal, and her daughter Sharon has also been coming around, if only I could repay anyone, it would be Shirley, oh
Jane’s point of view:I let his hands circle around my waist, they were warm, and they ignited the fire within, I wanted more, I wanted more hugs, more kisses, more cuddles.“I know you’re awake now” says my husband; his voice sounds so pleasant in the morning.“yeah I knew you knew I was awake” after a while of just staying in each other’s arms I jump down the bed, and walk naked into the bathroom to have my bath.“Can I join you?” comes Stevens’ voice.“Why not?”It was late at night when I heard and read in the news that the birthday party was supposed to be a masked party, so we all are to put on a mask. I had on my gown after a much needed wash and make-up, and I had on a black heel to complement my dress, moving into my closet I decided to use one of my old masks , because I couldn’t stress myself, I would meet up with St
Steven’s point of view:It was last night I saw just how beautiful she looked. I’m talking about mercy, she came over for a barbecue invite, and it was nice I have to say, she walked up to me in that skimpy dress and she smiled, bringing her ever slender hands out she took one of my hands into both of hers.“I gave Jane something to I’ve to you” she said, almost like a whisper making my eyes focus more on the redness of her lips.“Yeah, yeah she actually did, and I appreciate you for inviting us, we will make sure to be there” she nods and finally releases my hands from her grasp.“congrats though, on turning 27, it’s not an easy feat” she giggles using her hand to cover her mouth, she throws here head back, and it reminds me of a particular time I used to have a thing for my bestie.“Oh Steve, thank you so much for everything, especially inviting me over”
Jane’s point of view:“What do you mean Mercy?” her slender hands make contact with my skin, and I can already feel how soft they are.“What I mean Is this” she pauses and looks at me, her hands moving higher.“Your aunt Margaret just told me of how she plans to take away your so called husband from you” her smile for me looks very creepy and not nice.“But we love each other, you know” I tell her.“Well I have a crush on him, and I really want to have him for myself, you see I already have plans to have something with him, so why don’t we work together, that’s actually the reason I came here if I am being frank with you” I don’t know why but I felt a major sting of pain in my heart region, like a major constriction.“But he’s my husband”She smile sat me and then nods.“You know
Steve’s point of view: “it’s a little bit damp I know” jasper my new friend says as he splashes water around my apartment whilst shaking his hair.“yeah a little” I mutter while cleaning the drops water off my shorts. “anyeways hows your wife doing” yeah we are just friends so I guess he doesn’t have the right to know of the arranged marriage just yet. “Well she’s doing just fine, we just spoke a few hours ago” I chipped in the last part just to ward off any form of suspicion.“Anyways heard you’ll be working on a new project with mercy, that color activist”“it’s not yet certain Jasper, although I wish to work a little far away from my wife’s family, kinda helps in sanity you know” Jasper laughs and then takes a seat. “well I know just how you feel, I mean it isn’t right to keep living of off your wife’s pocket for a long time” I nod like I even understand what he means, not what I am
Jane’s point of view:Looking at the both of them, my chest beats so frantically, I look back at my husband, and I am tempted to really hug him, but even I know that we haven’t gotten to that level of closeness to begin hugging one another when we are feeling low or troubled.“I wish I never met you guys though” Steve mentions as he looks at me and then back at the ceiling, he immediately stand up, takes a deep breath then puts his hands into his pockets and leaves me alone with Mr. Whitestone looking creepily at me, at this moment I really didn’t care, because I had other issues I really wanted to think of, but the more I stayed the there, the creepier his stare became, and even I knew that at this moment I couldn’t handle it despite the level at which my mind was clouded with thoughts.“Could you leave my space, Mr. Whitestone?” he nods and takes a step backward, alright that baffled me. I have to tur
Stevens point of view:The flashlight coming from the numerous cameras going off and on, really has me wishing I had shades on, it’s a major turnoff seeing this shots happen in front of me every day, like it’s a ritual I’ve come to detest.“Let’s walk farther away from here Steve”whispers my wife into ear. I nod and begin walking faster; my ears could detect every noisy whisper in the background, even the continuous screeches of fans and their endless wails.“Come along” that voice, I turn and come face to face with Aunty Margaret.“if we could talk inside that will be better” says Margaret I look at my wives face only for me to come face to face with a red face, we walk faster so as to avoid the never ending clicks of phones and cameras, but it’s like the more we push the farther I feel from the company’s door.After several pushes and clicks of
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face.“well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to eat chocolate”