“How… do you know that.” Marcel asked staring at his sister, shocked. “Well, I kind of saw the uncanny resemblance you had with Denise and I just kind of thought that wasn’t a coincidence, and so I plucked out a strand of your hair, a strand of Denise hair also and ran a DNA test. And so… it turned out my intuition was right. But I just didn’t know how it came to be, care to enlighten me?” “So now you want to know the full gist, but first… why didn’t you say anything to me?” Amongst all his sister, Hailey was someone Marcel could never understand.“I was going to, but as a last resort if you decided to leave Abigail.” Hailey shrugged, like it was nothing. As if she didn’t just hide some big secrets away from her brother. “You are so unbelievable, you know that right?” Marcel asked shaking his head at her, standing up from the couch he was sitting and heading for the mini bar in his office. “Yeah I know. I know it’s also one of my best qualities, and that it also makes me cute and
"You know, when you said you were taking me on a date….. I was not expecting you to bring me here." Marcel comments looking around the beach, as Abigail and him took an evening stroll along the bank side of the sea."I guess you were expecting a fancy dinner, some four star hotel." Abigail snorts laughing out loud."I won't say a fancy dinner but definitely something fancy." Marcel replied nodding his head."I'm glad to have dashed up your hopes. Not everything about me is classy, elegant and fancy, Marcel." "I guess I do have a lot of findings to do, when it comes to you." Marcel hummed a reply. The both of them continued their evening stroll in silence... each in their own thoughts."If you are here, with me. Does it mean Myla is with the kids?" Marcel asked breaking the overstayed silence. "Yes, she is." Abigail answered. "Hmm, okay."Abigail bit her lower lip, she had a question for Marcel that is being bugging her since she casually walked into his office. "Marcel." She cal
"We should take this, and this! And this! And this also! Also this! And...""That's quite enough Abigail." Marcel said interrupting her from her over the top gift shopping. "I'm very sure my mum doesn't need a blender." Marcel said taking the blender out of her shopping basket."What no, you can't! This is a blender that can blend anything, even a stone and I'm sure she would appreciate it." Abigail argued dragging the blender from him. "No, she won't!" Marcel argued back taking the blender away from her, with so much strength."Fine, I won't buy it." Abigail said in resignation."I would also be taking this toaster out, my mum would definitely not have a need for it." Marcel said his hands reaching out for the toaster. "What! No! You can't take that out, I'm sure your mother would love to make toast bread in this." Abigail yelled frowning so hard at Marcel. "My mum won't be happy with such expensive gift. If you really want to get on her good side, you would have to buy simple st
"I'm jealous. I'm so jealous right now." Mabel awed shaking in her head, blushing on behalf of Abigail. "I think this is the time you should also say something, bro." Hailey who was now beside Marcel, nudge him on the shoulder. Marcel was shocked by Abigail's confession, he knew she was the kind of woman who would always say her mind but openly declaring her love for him, was not something he expected. "Uhm... I .. uh..." Marcel had no words, what could he possibly say that would surpass her confession."Wow Abigail, you have made my brother speechless." Mabel chuckled grinning from ear to ear. "Enough of the show kids, let's all get seated. This delicacy won't eat itself." Mrs Williams announced sitting down on one of the head chair. The clanking of Mr Williams walking stick resounded in the room as he walked towards them in a slow disturbingly speed. Abigail stood up to go help him, but Marcel held her hand."But..." she protest."He would get here one way or the other. He hat
"I need to understand what you are saying..." Mr Williams said struggling to stand up. "You have a contract marriage with her?" He looked from his son to Abigail."Yes. She is paying me to be her, actually… act as her husband. Out marriage would come to an end after five years." Marcel answered. Abigail was in shock.. she couldn't understand why he was doing this. She tried to meet his eyes with hers, but he avoided it looking elsewhere but her."Wow. This is huge." Sophia said excitedly. "First, you get married without our notice and now, you are saying it's only a marriage of convenience, a contract! She is paying you to deceive the world!" Mr Williams growled at his som, his walking stick shaking hazardously."She's paying me A Million Dollar, how could I reject that.""Shit! A million dollar?? Oh my fucking God, that could buy a mansion and even a car. And ohhh... my goodness." Sophia shouted calculating the money with her fingers."Shut the fuck up Sophia." Mabel yelled at her
"You are fucking joking right now." Abigail said through gritted teeth, her eyes stabbing Rachael a thousand times. Racheal throws her head back laughing out so hard, "Here is the pregnancy test." She hands over a brown envelope to Abigail. Abigail snatched the brown envelope from her, she takes out the white paper inside of the envelope and goes on to read it's content. "This is pure bullshit, we are going to do a paternity test on the damn baby." "Suit yourself and have an amazing time waiting, cause I'm sure you know the paternity test can only be carried out from the ninth week." Racheal said shrugging her shoulders."I don't mind waiting." Abigail replied her smirking."Suit yourself. I don't know why you want to prove something that's so glaringly true. You do know Marcel and I had sex constantly, right?" Racheal grinned at her."And I also know that you cheated on him." Abigail replied without blinking an eyelid."So he told you?" Racheal let's out a dry chuckle."Of course
Marcel lips claimed Abigail's awaiting lips... plunging his tongue inside her, his fingers roaming underneath her night wear, seeking and finding..Abigail relaxed herself into the kiss throwing her hands around Marcel’s neck, the kiss setting a burning fire at the pit of her stomach.. her body going into heat, and wanting more. She groaned breathlessly as Marcel finger finding the entrance of her cunt. She bit his lower lip as he thrust his finger into her, one at first.. then a second one. “Fuck! You are so wet.” Marcel groaned in her ear, his finger plunging into her in slow movements, dropping kisses on her neck. “I want to taste you…” Marcel whispered in her ear, moving his body down her body till his face was at the entrance of her cunt with just her pant standing in-between.He pulled off her pant in one swift move, dragging her night gown up her body exposing her glistening pussy to his invasion. Abigail felt impatient, Marcel had done nothing else but stare at her pussy l
“GOODMORNING!!!! GOODNORNING!!!” A really loud scream pierced through Abigail’s and Marcel’s sleep, waking them up. “What… the..” Abigail groaned sitting up on the bed, dis-entangling herself from Marcel’s hold. When she had woke up in the middle of night to ease herself, she had found herself cuddling with Marcel, she couldn’t tell if it was a mistake on his part but she felt too happy to not go along with it.“What the hell, Rachael!” Marcel growled getting up from the bed, walking towards his ex in angry steps.“That wasn’t the good morning beautiful I was expecting.” Racheal pouts.“You come in here and decided to disturb my wife and i peace, and you think you would get some goddamn good-morning?”“Wife?” Racheal asked glaring at Abigail.*Wife?* Abigail thinks blushing stupidly.“Yeah, my wife. Now get the fuck out of our bedroom!” “I’m not going anywhere. I’m carrying your child and I deserve to be cuddling with you not her.” Racheal points at Abigail with distaste and disgus
"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