"Alright, it's time for bed.” Abigail announced after she had escorted her grandmother to her car. It was around 9pm when her grandmother finally took her leave and she was exhausted. Her grandmother had asked a lot of questions and had been completely fascinated by Marcel even more than before and for that Abigail was grateful. She could not have her suspicious of anything. Thank God for his ability to Charm. Abigail made a mental note to go see Marcel's Boss the next day to try and buy out the bar. In truth she had plans for another bar but since Marcel had improvised and told her Grandmother about his work place being his she had no choice but to get both. She sighed internally exhausted from the day's work "Come on, time for bed.” She said again more firmly this time but the kids paid her no mind, invested in whatever cartoon show they were watching. Abigail's lips thinned she was too tired for this and was doing het best. She was on her period and she was a little touc
Abigail stared at the portly looking man as he entered her office. She was surprised she didn't expect the owner of 21 plus to be this old. The research she had made were of younger pictures of him. He was a far cry from what she had seen on Google.So this was Marcel's former boss?Walter held the door open for him. And he trudged through the doors with an air of superiority that Abigail did not quite like. It was a familiar look she had seen amongst her male business partners and rivals and she usually enjoyed putting them where they belonged."That will be all Walter," Abigail said, swatting her assistant away as Walter got closer."Ah Mr Maxwell" Abigail greeted as she extended her hands to the man. His hands were beefy against her hands as he took it."You are Welcome, please have a seat." Abigail gestured to one of the chairs facing her."Thank you Darling.” Mr Maxwell said, his turned up."Thank you for honoring my invitation. Can I get you something to drink?" Abigail asked tr
Abigail watched as Hailey plastered a fake smile on her face. She took a quick glance at the blonde woman standing before them. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was dressed in a black mini dress. "Fancy seeing you here Racheal" Hailey said still smiling. "Yeah, you too. Uh what are you doing here?" "Oh, I'm just here with my boss" Abigail looked between both women quickly realizing that the blonde woman was Marcel's ex. She was beautiful with beautiful eyes. And perfect bone structure..she approved of her appearance but there was something off about her that Abigail couldn't quite place her hands on. Rachel took a quick glance at Abigail who was also starung her up and down and waved. "Hello miss" Racheal stretched her hands for Abigail to shake. "Mrs" Hailey corrected her eyes boring holes into the poor woman's head still smiling. Abigail hesitated before taking the woman's hand. "I'm Racheal" she smiled "A pleasure" Abigail said simply and withdrew her hand
Abigail's hands connected with Marcel's face in one swift move. The slap resounded in the open space. "Don't you ever do that again!" She said, staring down at Marcel even though she was shorter than him. Marcel looked down at her. There was a moment of realization in his eyes . He took a step back as the pain of her slap registered. "Shit." Marcel cursed. Abigail did not look amused. she had a look that made Marcel kick himself for what he did "I'm sorry, I didn't meant to…" "Just Leave my presence please." Abigail regretted the slap immediately but didn't show it. Quickly she pulled her hair back up in its usual bun. "I said I'm sorry." "I said leave," she grinded out. Her hands were balled into a fist as she glared at Marcel. Marcel nodded and left. Marcel went upstairs to his room and immediately kicked himself mentally for pulling such a stupid stunt. Why did you that? He face palmed himself.. He knew it was a risk to take down her hair but he didn't think it was tha
Dinner time was over and the kids went to do their homework as their mother had instructed. Marcel stayed behind to help pack the dishes."I'll help with that." He tried to speak to Abigail who was in the sink about to put the dishes in the dishwasher, but she put up her hands."I don't need your help." Marcel's lips thinned. He knew he had lost the battle."Alright. Goodnight then." He said walking out the door of the kitchen Abigail did not reply.************The next morning Marcel was at Abigail's door with a tray of french toast, scrambed eggs, orange juice, coffee and a rose bouquet.He knocked on the door."Come in!" A muffled voice said from the other side of the door.Marcel opened the door and strolled in.Abigail was staring at Marcel like he was holding a katana and he was coming for her head. Marcel looked around as it was his first time entering her room. He whistled audibly out how luxurious it was."What are you doing here?" Abigail's tone was cold enough to freeze t
"So, where are you taking me to? Any Restaurant in mind?" Abigail questioned Marcel as they stepped out of the building.Marcel chuckled as he glanced at her."What's so funny?" Abigail asked in confusion"Restaurant? Who said anything about a restaurant?'"Uh, you did remember when you came up to my office unannounced trying to make it up to me by saying you wanted to take me out to eat, even though I blatantly refused then you proceeded to go down to my lobby and create a scene? Or was that all some kind of hallucination?""Don't worry, you'll see"Marcel opened the car door for her, immediately they got to the parking lot. Abigail nodded as she entered the car. He drove them both through a street corner where Abigail did not recognize. She didn't realize there was some kind of restaurant around here but she was willing to try.As they moved Abigail couldn't help but notice the amount of street vendors standing by, selling all types of fake, knock off jewelry.Marcel stopped t
"Anyway, we'd like some tacos, can you believe she's never had tacos in her life.” Reggie glanced over at Abigail."Yes, I can.” Reggie said."I mean look at her. She looks straight out of a disney movie. But for real tho, who is she?”"Tacos man.” Marcel pressed laughing at his friend."Lady, I'll make you the best Taco's just for you. Everybody deserves to eat tacos!"Abigail smiled at his enthusiasm.Marcel turned over to Abigail who was looking around."Relax, no one's gonna eat you here.”"I'm relaxed! Who told you I wasn't relaxed?" She said sounding very unrelaxed. The place was crawling with weird people and some people she thought were shady, visibly she tried to look relaxed."Don't worry, we are safe here.” Abigal nodded to his words but felt very unsafe."Two tacos ready.” Reggie announced fifteen minutes later.Marcel took the Taco's from Reggie and paid. He turned to face Abigail. "Here"Abigail tentatively stretched her hands and took it from him. "Why does it look like
Denise stood watching the birds through the window in the living room. He was deep in thought when he heard footsteps behind him."There you are!" Elise exclaimed."You are it." She touched her brother and ran the other direction expecting Denise to chase her but when he didn't, she stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him"Den?" She tried to get his attention but he said nothing. She looked over at Maurice, as if to ask her if she knew what was wrong with their brother, who shrugged.."What's wrong?" She walked up to Denise with Maurice in stride. Denise sighed turning to face his sisters."Just thinking.""About what?" Maurice asked."About mom and Dad.""What about mom and Dad?" Elise asked. Her expression was one of curiosity."Yeah, what about them?""Haven't you guys noticed mom and dad have been acting weirdly lately?""What do you mean?" Elise asked, tilting her head to the side in question. Maurice's hands were folded across her chest."You know, strange. Remember at
"I can't believe you guys would dump your own wedding reception! We were looking for you guys." Hailey exclaims walking into the hotel room Marcel and Abigail were in. "Here is the clothes you asked me to get for you.” Hailey glared at her brother handing over a bag to him."Sorry, and thanks." Marcel winks at his sis, getting up from the bed with a bed sheet tied around his waist, he walked into the bathroom so he could put it on. "I have to say that I did expect this from my brother, but not you Abigail. Couldn't you have stopped him, the elders weren't really pleased with you guys absence." Hailey sighs plopping down on the bed. Abigail blushed, how could she tell her sis in-law that she didn't even try stopping him, in-fact.. she was in agreement with them leaving their own reception. "I guess Marcel and I would have a lot of apologizing to do after our honeymoon." Abigail sighs. "Yes of course, you do." "I don't really see why we have to apologize for being a normal couple
"Congrats on your wedding Abigail, and this taco's taste delicious. Don't tell me Reggie made it." Racheal greets Abigail sitting down beside her, on a seat meant for Marcel.A little bit of jealousy grew in Abigail's heart, knowing that Marcel had taken Racheal to street food location and that, they probably went there for dates a lot."Yes it's Reggie." She faked a smile, using her eyes to find Marcel. "If you are looking for Marcel, I saw him having a conversation with your grandma, by the ice cream and waffles stand." Racheal informs on noticing the look Abigail had in her eyes, Racheal did not need anyone telling her those eyes were in search of only one person, Marcel."Ohh I see." Abigail replied awkwardly. "Uhm.. I just well, wanted to congratulate you on your wedding. I will go mingle with the others and see if I can find myself a husband of my own." Racheal winked at her standing up then walked away.Yeah.. do that, Abigail thinks watching her go. "Don't tell me the bride
"What? Divorced? What do you mean you are getting divorced?" Mrs Williams asked her daughter standing up abruptly."I never loved Harry, I only agreed to marry him just so I could be far away from the house. But it turned out that it was the most stupid decision I have ever made in my life." Mabel voiced out blinking back tears."What do you mean you wanted to get out of the house??" Mrs Williams asked looking confused."Daddy had just gotten his knee broken, and he was all over the house with his angry nature. And you.. you weren't helping either, every little thing back then irritated you because you were the only one bringing money into the house, cause I couldn't get a job. I felt so cramped up in the house and that was why I agreed to get married to harry." "Ouch." Sophia let's out and Hailey glared at her.“I didn’t know I made you feel that way.” Mrs Williams voiced out, feeling sorry.“Well you did, I felt pathetic.” Mabel looked down at her plate of food.“I’m sorry my child
***************************On A Friday: Hailey’s school***************************"I can't believe my baby is finally done with high-school, and now wants to go to Harvard." Mrs Williams cried out, caressing her daughter's face, then she pats her hair lovingly. "Mum, can you please stop re-fixing my hair and please, let go of me so I can go join my classmates, where they are all seated." Hailey said frowning at her mother with great displeasure, today was her graduation and her whole family was here to support, including Abigail and the triplets. "Of course I should, but I am so happy for you child." Mrs Williams poured out hugging her daughter once more. "We are all happy for her mum, so why don't you let go of her? And congrats sis." Marcel winked at Hailey, helping her to bring the hug to an end. Hailey quickly walks away, while mouthing the word.. "Thank you." "Mum, let's go seat with the rest of the family." Marcel suggested, leading his mother to where.. Mabel, Sophia, hi
*************************Sunday morning.*************************"Ahhh, Marcel.. oh myyyyy, ahhhh." Abigail moaned her voice resonating in the hotel room, her fingers clutched onto Marcel's back as he plunged into her repeatedly."I.. think.. ahhh, I'm going to cum!" Abigail yelled, "Then do it." Marcel replied breathlessly, beads of sweat dripping from his face as he increased his pace, bringing not just Abigail but himself into full release mode. Sputtering all of his seeds inside of her.He fell down beside her on the bed, his chest heaving heavily. "If we go on this way, I might just become addicted." Abigail murmured laying her head on his chest."I don't mind.. cause I'm already addicted. I'm addicted your moans, the curve of your body, the way you moan out my name.. I'm addicted to everything." He whispered huskily biting down on her ear lobe. Biting her ear lobe was one of the things he was becoming really addicted to. Abigail felt something twitch on her leg, she looked
Abigail opened her eyes sleepily, she stared at the empty space beside her on the bed and wondered where Marcel had gone to. “Marcel?” Abigail called standing up from the bed, wrapping the white bed sheet around her body. “I’m here.” Marcel answered from the balcony. Abigail walked over to the balcony and saw him standing, his body resting on the railings. “Good morning.” Abigail greets wrapping her arms around his waist from the back. “You mean good afternoon, right?” Marcel asked turning around and placing a kiss on her forehead. “What? There’s no way I would have slept that long.” Abigail replied frowning. “Well you did. And I can’t blame you, after what went down all through the night.” He smirked at her, Abigail blushed. Her stomach suddenly rumbled, and she held it in embarrassment.“It’s nothing to be embarrassed off, after the hot section we had last night, plus you sleeping till 3 in the afternoon, definitely you would be hungry.” He chuckled, Abigail blushed again, “
"Thank you Hailey, for agreeing to watch the kids for the week." Abigail appreciates as both her and Marcel walks out of the house, with Hailey right behind them."The both of you should spend a lot of time rolling on the sheets, so I don't regret it." Hailey replied grinning. Abigail blushed."Well.. see you on sunday evening sis." Marcel said opening the car door for Abigail, and then he runs over to the driver seat and got in."So.. where are you taking me to?" Abigail asked. "How was your talk with Mark?" Marcel asked putting aside her question, for some reason he felt jealous that she would go visit the man in prison, he couldn't understand why she had to do that. The idiot tried coming in between then, not to forget he almost took her company from her and also killed his own baby."It went well.. we kind of made up." "What?" Marcel cast a quick glance on her then returned his gaze back to the road.Abigail giggled at his reaction, "Uhm, I kind of found out why he hated me.. l
***********************Friday; Prison.***********************"Why are you here?" Mark asked folding his arms on his chest, staring at Abigail with disdain."To come see you of course, and cheer you on. I heard you would be taking to court on Tuesday." Abigail replied with a smirk, sitting down opposite him in the visiting room."Yeah, and who's fault is that! We had a deal Abigail, but you chose to backstab me on the back. Just know whenever I do get out of here, you would be a dead meat." Mark banged his hand on the table between them, his eyes dead serious. But that did not scare Abigail one bit."How about you deal with your lawsuit first, before worrying about how to kill me." Abigail states leaning back on her chair, a smirk dancing on her lips. "Why are you here? To gloat?" "Nope, I was curious about something but now that I see you, I don't feel like quenching my curiosity anymore." Abigail shrugged her shoulders."What do you mean? Curious about what?" Mark frowned.Abiga
“What’s wrong Marcel? Why are you staring at me in such manner?” Abigail asked frightened by his cold gaze.“Why did you do that? Why?? She’s a woman just like you and you were okay with what happened to her.” Marcel breathes out in disbelief, he punched the wall next to him driving Abigail into a state of shock. “Just the mere thought of you watching that video and not batting an eyelid makes me wonder who the heck I had fallen in love with, you make me want to puke Abigail!” He screamed at her, his fist having an engagement with the wall repeatedly. He knew if he did not find a way to tame the building anger inside of him, Abigail might be the recipient of his punches. “Marcel stop, please stop, you are hurting your hands.. oh my God, you are bleeding.” Abigail panics, she reached out her hand so she could hold his.. taking a step closer towards him.“Don’t! Don’t, come any more closer. I don’t know what I would do next and who I would be doing it to.” He said calmly, his gaze me