-- Grizelda --He walked away and it felt like he took my heart along with him. The tears didn't stop rolling down my cheeks and I bit my lip till I tasted blood. I felt a mix of anger and pain. Pain caused by an overwhelming feeling of sadness. I felt broken and unable to be fixed again.Was this how little he thought of me? Was this how he wanted to play things? There was no other reason for what he just fucking did! He was using me, toying with my feelings! I wrapped my arms tightly around each other as I felt the chill run through my skin. Vicky came right in time and before he was completely out of sight, they passed by each other, her eyebrows shooting up like she didn't know he was present at the gala all along."Was that animal just here alone with you?" She quickened her pace towards me and her eyes became wide as soon as they focused on my face. "Griz, are you okay?""No, Vicky." My voice broke out and my eyes brewed with more tears than I could ever control. "I think you'
-- Alexander --My grip on the steering wheel was tight. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't meet the bastard of a father who dared come into my home to ask for money just to keep him from spilling our secret and ruining the peaceful life we've maintained for so long.He'd reached out later on and told us to meet him at a local restaurant with which we were headed. I was fuming. My blood was hot and I felt my knuckles turning white."Baby-" Lucy tried to reach out to my arm from the passenger's seat and I shot her a glare before she could get anywhere near me."Don't you dare touch me!" I shouted and she flinched. "I saw the condom you used under the bed. So that's how he ended up in our house isn't it? You called him over then he decided to use the opportunity to threaten you? And why wouldn't he?! You're probably also giving him my money because apparently, he's struggling without a proper job to feed himself."I turned my eyes to the road but I wished I could rest them on her a little
-- Grizelda --For days, I sat in the space of my office, making phone calls and aggressively typing things on my PC while thinking about one thing the most. Alexander. He was going to pay for everything. For treating me like trash. They were all going to pay. Lucy, his mother, for all they did years ago. For letting me wallow in self pity. I couldn't afford to rest until I had my revenge. I couldn't afford to keep looking stupid. And that was what they thought I was.Stupid. Vulnerable. Weak.Which they were all going to regret for thinking I was all of that. I couldn't wait to show them what I was really capable of. I felt myself desperate to the point of breaking apart but I didn't care. I didn't sleep. When the first idea came to my head, I went ahead and went for it.I barely had time for Leo anymore but I knew the more I focused on this, the more I could be done with it and things would be normal again. No, things would be better.And of course, I didn't rest."Don't you think y
-- Alexander --"Lucy, do me a favor. Call your boyfriend to meet with you for a date tonight and let me know your location once you're both together. Don't let him know I told you so." I said on the phone while I sat in my office chair.It took me a while to finally decide on making the phone call, and thankfully, the decision seemed the best way to come in contact with Spencer's father once again."You... you mean Jake?" Lucy responded on the call."Are there any others I should know about?" I asked her."No, no, that's not it. I just... you told him never to see me, again. You wanted us never to meet, so I'm confused." She stuttered. "Is this you testing me or something?""No, this has nothing to do with me testing you. I just need your help with this one little favor. Are you willing to help or not?" Talking to Lucy felt like using all the patience in me that I didn't have but I knew I had to keep a steady voice if I wanted her to listen to me."Did... Did he do something to you-"
-- Grizelda --I leaned back in my chair, the office was quiet except for the steady hum of the air conditioning. Sun rays filtered in from the windows and painted the office with a golden hue.I studied the sunrays for a while. As a kid, I used to be entranced by the light particles floating lazily in the air. I remember jabbing my hand through the rays to see if I could avoid getting sunlight on my skin.I chuckled at my foolishness back then.I shook myself out of that memory and willed myself to the present. I stared at the files on my desk, I grabbed one randomly, flipped through it and tossed it away. Anything that didn’t support my goal of bringing Alex firm to its knee had no relevance to me right now.My morning had been very productive. Too productive if you asked me. It was amazing how much could be accomplished with the right motivation. I had closed deals, reviewed budgets, and ensured every decision consolidated our strength in the industry while Alexander’s company cr
-- Alexander --The tension in the air was heavy as I marched through the hallway. My jaw was tight alongside every muscle in my body. The anger simmering in me was on the cusp of boiling over. Grizelda had taken it too far this time. Sabotaging my business was one thing but she crossed the damn line when she decided to harass my mother.Anger and desperation has never been a good combo and it wasn’t a good look on me but I didn’t care. All I knew was that I needed answers, and I was going to get them.The receptionist barely stammered and mumbled as I pushed through to her office. I banged on the door. I couldn’t care for formalities.Grizelda sat behind her sleek desk. She was the poster of composed power. Her dark hair were over her shoulders, and her blue eyes locked onto mine. It seemed she had been anticipating this confrontation for a while.“Alexander, To what do I owe this unexpected visit?”“Cut the crap. You know exactly why I’m here.” She leaned forward, interlocked her
-- Grizelda --The air still felt taut after Alexander stormed out of my office. His accusations about the texts were ridiculous. The look on his face when he realized it might not have been me seriously unnerved me.The speed at which he fled, as though some sick realization had struck him, remained in my mind longer than I cared to admit.I got up from my desk and walked to the window. I needed the city skyline to ground me.I walked over to the table and pressed the intercom button.“Please reschedule all my appointments for the rest of the day.”“Yes ma,” came the curt reply.I went back to the window and stared out at the horizon.The view always made me feel like I was in control. I was the Empress staring down at the blessed view of the empire I had reclaimed. However, even the towering skyscrapers couldn’t calm the nagging unease gnawing at me.There was a wildcard out there that I didn’t account for in my plans. This person, what were their motive and goals? Where did it be
-- Alexander --I was restless in my office. I felt gripped by a constrictive mix of rage and helplessness. There were so many missing pieces and the puzzle was still…a puzzle.The unknown number had been toying with me for days. I kept receiving cryptic texts that had made my skin crawl. My mother was rattled. My company was on the verge of crumbling. And every bone in my body told me that Jax Grey had a hand in it all.It just had to be him. It’s the only thing that made sense. I could feel his smugness during our last confrontation. Add that to his proximity and feelings for that are clear as day for Grizelda and Leo and you have a clear winner.Yet, why does my gut still say there is more to this whole charade that I’m seeing? That I’m yet to see the whole picture?Well, whole picture be damned. I’m going to do something with the pieces I have.“Nicholas.” I tapped the intercom button on the telephone.My Personal Assistant appeared in the doorway within seconds. He was a poster
-- Alexander --The afternoon light poured into my office and radiated off the polished wood of my desk. The financial report I’d been working on untouched for the past hour on my computer screen stared back at me. My head was in another dimension. I kept thinking of my argument with my mother.Grizelda’s supposed betrayal with Jax Grey still played in my head.It was a story I believed to be true all those years ago. Lucy showed me the so called evidence of Grizelda's infidelity. She cried and consoled me, telling me I deserved better. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be logical then.But now? All I could think of was if there must be more to the stor I should know about.I leaned back in my chair as I stared at the ceiling deep in my thoughts. My head was completely filled with doubt. Could it really be that something did go on between Jax and Grizelda, or could those photos have been entirely fake, purposely made to look that way? Probably edited too.Those photos always felt
-- Grizelda --The custody fight hanged over me like a dark and unrelenting storm. Even in my leisure time, I was unable to relax because of the heaviness I felt when I thought about it. Margaret not only wanted to take away Leo from me but my identity. I didn’t know what else I was asides being a mother.I decided to bury myself in work but little good did that do. The numbers and quotations just blurred into one huge mess of gibberish before my eyes. I leaned back in my chair as I rubbed my temples. I needed to keep busy otherwise my mind would spiral into places I didn’t want it to go. I couldn’t afford to fall apart now.A soft knock on the door startled me.“Come in,” I called. I bent over the papers scattered on my table. I needed to appear or give the impression I was busy.Vicky stepped inside, a steaming cup of tea in her hands. She had always been proactive, sorting my needs before I even knew. I gave her a grateful look, my eyes twinkling with delight as it expressed the r
-- Alexander --"You have crossed a line." I said as my voice trembled with anger.My mother who stood in the centre of my office didn’t flinch at my tone, she didn’t even blink. She just stood there, arms folded with a rigid posture as the cold matriarch she has always been."Leo is my grandson," Her words were measured and deliberate. "He belongs in the Kingston family."Her words sent my mind reeling. I glared as I launched myself to my full height. "Leo stays with his mother," I snapped. "And you had no right to serve Grizelda custody papers without my blessing. What were you thinking?""I was thinking about Leo’s future. Your son's future." she said with an icy tone "The Kingston's name. The legacy you seem so fixated on ruining."I could barely restrain my anger as my hands were clenched into fists. "This has nothing to do with legacy. This is about Leo. He’s a child, not some object to be added to the Kingston's collection. No matter what the case may be."Her lips curled into
-- Grizelda --Sleep was worlds away from me as I tossed on the bed. I turned and checked the time. It was 5.55 AM. My head kept racing. She actually went through with it. The court papers kept flashing through my head.I read the summons and my heart felt like it was being overrun. The writing was cold and threatened to overwhelm me. I told myself that no court was going to give custody of Leo to her. It just didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t enough, the fear still lingered. I could feel it creeping slowly into my mind like something I couldn’t escape.I sat up on my bed. I could see the first light of dawn coming up the horizon. My room instantly felt too small to contain the storm that threatened to spill over inside me. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen. I hoped a cup of coffee might be able to make me relax.The silence of the house was broken by the gentle whisper of the kettle. I rested my body against the kitchen counter and just stared lazily at the vapor escaping from
-- Grizelda --I was folding laundry and shuffling my feet to music from my sound system, when I heard the knock on the door. I stopped and listened. I wasn't expecting anybody today. The knock was consistent and sharp. The visitor was rather impatient.I frowned as I wondered who that could be. I imagined Vicky being the one. It could be her. I dropped the semi folded clothes in my hands and made for the door.I opened the door and came face to face to the last person I ever expected see. Alexander's mother. She stood in front of me with a proud stance and a disdainful look on her face.How did I not know not know that was finally discharged from the hospital? Alexander should have told me, but he didn't. At least, I expected him to, considering our last encounter. Unless he was still sad about everything I told him.His mother sized me from head to toe with that look of disdain permanently etched on her face.I decided to play it cool. It was obvious she was here for a fight and I w
-- Alexander --The strong smell of sanitizer hung in the air as I sat down beside my mother's bed. I had barely touched the food beside me. All my attention was on her. I watched her chest fall and rise in rhythm as she breathed. She looked frail and old. The woman I saw on the bed was far from the vibrant assertive woman that I had known my whole life.The doctor already said she would gain consciousness anytime soon but it didn't make it any easier for me. The message on her phone was stuck in my head.'Spencer is not your real grandson. Your son has been lying to you. He's impotent and will never give you a grandchild.'My stomach twisted every time I thought about it. Whoever sent that message had done more damage in one moment than I could ever hope to repair."Alex?" My mother called out with a faint voice. I leaned forward towards to her, my heart beating faster."Mom," I called her, relief flooded my cells. She blinked several times in a bid to focus her vision. She finally f
-- Grizelda --The hospital room was dark and quiet with the faint hum of machines the only sound in the room.I almost changed my mind from coming here. I didn't know if he would want me around after all that happened the last time we spoke. I casted all those thoughts aside and raced down to the hospital immediately I got the news about his mother's collapse.I found him sitting on a chair inside as I stood at the doorway for a bit. He leaned forward, his elbows were on his knees and his eyes had bags underneath them. His shoulders bore evidence of the weight he carried in his heart. I felt a stab of pain in my chest as I saw him like that."Alexander," I called out softly and walked towards him.He turned slowly and looked at me. I could see fatigue and misery in his eyes. I blinked back the tears that were about forming in my eyes because memories from when we were still together came flooding in. When I would be there for him in similar situations and he would be there for me in
-- Alexander --The drive home was terrible. My conversation with Grizelda tugged at my heart. I was angry, sad and filled with a hardened resolve to confront Lucy. Lucy had blocked her. She had deliberately kept Grizelda from reaching out to me and giving me news about Leo. I had swallowed everything Lucy had done but not this time.I wasn’t without blame either. For years, I had known that Spencer wasn’t my biological son. I agreed to Lucy’s plan because it was very convenient at the time. It was the only way I could give my mother what she wanted; a grandchild. How could I tell her that her son was infertile?I wasn’t comfortable with the arrangement anymore after realizing the cost Lucy made me pay without my knowledge.I needed to make this right. I had allowed myself to live in the shadow of her lies for far too long. I accepted her version of our reality without questioning it. That ends now.As I walked into the house, the sound of laughter from the television greeted me.Luc
-- Alexander --The email I just read had knocked the air out of me.Grizelda had invited me to lunch. I pinched myself and yes I wasn’t dreaming.Initially, I thought it was some kind of mistake or some trap of sorts but the words were clear and left no room for errors.'Alexander, We need to talk. I’ll meet you at Pellegrino’s at noon, tomorrow. I’m sure you still remember where it is.'The message was short, calm, and contained no hostility. It left me stunned. I sighed deeply.Grizelda wanted to talk to me? After all the years of silence and distance, she was willing to sit down with me?There must be an angle I was not seeing. She had a play here. I’m sure she did.I tossed around in my bed that night. I was too tensed to sleep. I burnt calories thinking of what she wanted to talk about. As daylight got closer, I felt my tension slowly turn to excitement.I got to Pellegrino’s earlier then she stated. My heart palpitations were through the roof as I entered its familiar space. Th