LAURA'S POV.I pushed open my eyes; a night yawn eased through my lips while I rolled around in bed. My arms felt a bit cramped, but then it all came to me: memories of the previous occurrences I had been in the room with Sebastain; he was crying; I helped him into the bed when he fell asleep; but he has drawn me closer to him, faces inches apart.I recalled watching his face while he slept, his lips, the perfect shades of light pink, how moist they were. I remember trying to trace my fingers around it, but I couldn't. I was scared and worried to death. Whatever it was, I wanted it handled in the most proficient manner.What I don't remember was him walking out of bed or me falling asleep.“My lady.” I jolted up on hearing the voice; my heart hammered against my chest until I caught sight of Helen, who stood hovering around the bed. She had a stoic expression, and I could tell she wasn't pleased.“How long have you been waiting to scare the hell out of me?” I asked, still holding on
LAURA'S POV.“It seems you are off again.” I retorted, balling my hands and holding whatever it was that I felt at the moment. I was pained, angry, and restless. This was the same woman who wouldn't let me out of her sight when my father was still alive.The same woman who would wait by the doorstep for me all day of high school—the same woman who had given everything and anything up for me—a lot had changed.I stared at her, my eyes scanning through from the strand of her hair to her toes. I could not decipher what rammed through my mind; it bothered me seeing how quick she was to change her opinions and thoughts. I swallowed hard, reeling it in.Did I ever know her to begin with? I mean, I believed I did, but then some new man came out of nowhere. Of course, I had problems moving out of that hell hole of a town, but now that I think of it, I saw this new man of hers until we got to the hood. How long have they been having an affair-like sort of relationship?.How long had they bee
LAURA'S POV.“Are you sure you are fine?” Chris asked, and he gestured that I sat beside him. It was a not-alone moment given the fact that he had the same facial features as Sebastian but acted differently! More like a gentleman, I really couldn't place my finger on it, but it was safe to say I felt more reassured and relaxed with him around.“I'd rather stand; it's such a beautiful view up here.” I admitted, uncertain if I really wanted to stare out at the bye or just that I didn't trust myself well enough to sit by his side.I swallowed hard seeing how terrible his things became for me. Ans was quite embarrassed to find out that Chris might have overheard everything we said.“How much did you hear?” I asked him, a little smile serving as teasing. I hope to hear the answer I was so desperate for.“I heard a lot, mostly everything, and I was cool. I'm not pissed or anything. I decided to drop by and check on my new mother, but she appeared to be in a heated argument with her daughter
LAURA'S POV.“What's your idea of fun, Laura?" He asked, staring directly into my orbs."Oh, a bit!.” I added in, still confused with worry written all over my face. I had stayed up later than I expected.“You have never done anything quite fun before, have you?” He asked again, and I shook my head. He flashed me a bright smile before gesturing that I walk closer to him.“Well, good enough. Come in. Let's go. I wouldn't want to overwhelm you, so we'll go slow, okay?”“You are wearing this??” He asked the first words that eased up his lips as soon as his eyes landed on mine. I didn't have the fair choice of a wardrobe change. I had fallen asleep, and certainly he seemed like he was prepared to throw a fit if he had spent a single minute more in the room.“Yes, it's still neat. Just a little wrinkle." I lied, knowing so well that I had been in it all day.“Let's get you fixed; I can't let you think you're this when coming along with me.” He explains, and my eyes grow up, knowing he was
LAURA'S POV.“This looks a little too revealing.” I complained, drawing down the hem of the skirt. He took a long look at me, the type that sent jolts down my spine, his eyes scanning from my head to my toes, which made me really bothered.But I loved it, somewhere, deep down in my carnal desires I knew so well. I loved the obsessed look in his eyes, even when I had told him to make things clean, clear, and shoved in the past between us. Even when I had lied about his obsessiveness and controlling attitudes being a pain in my ass as much as I had lied about each bit, I loved the look in his eyes, the lustful glances he passed at me.“We'll take this one.'' He ordered the staff who had been helping me change clothes all along, his eyes still fixed on mine as he spoke.“Okay, should we bag it up?.” the staff asked, but he nodded negatively, his eyes still against mine.“We are to leave like this; you can have the previous ones dropped into the bin, and how many clothes did she put on to
Chris point of view I passed a glance at her, but she was far too busy sulking, and it worked way well with me. Of course, I hadn't lied about it being a family diner; as a matter of fact, I had other intentions down within me for asking her to come along.But I had seen the information he had passed down to me; all through the night, Matt had sent me the background check he ran through on Harry, but with the situation of her getting pissed and being unable to sleep, I had no time to check.However, as soon as we hit the road, II scrolled through my messages and had my attention pinned against them. I felt all the anger within me rise. It was no joke; it was the bitter truth, the real effect of everything.Apparently, Harry was not who he had pictured himself out to be. I knew something was sneaky as fuck about the man, and yes, it worked well in my line seeing as everything came up as a waste on his end. I was not bothered. at least not that much when it settled on his words,But t
Laura'S POV.“Where did you pick her up? She's weird.” The young lady spoke as she pushed the door open, her statement directed at me while her gaze remained on Chris, who passed me an annoyed glare. I pinned my eyes back to the floor hastily, biting army fingers aggressively. “Laura met my sister Bianca. This is Laura, my personal assistant.” Chris explained as he walked past the both of us.“What's with the glare? You've not seen a dark-skinned person before? '' she asked before slamming the door behind me and walking out into the room while I swallowed hard, following behind.“Grandmum, grandad! Chris brought a girl home, and guess what? She's racist.”“I'm not!.” I complained, cutting into her points all at once while our gazes both remained fixed straight at each other.“I'm not racist.” I added in again, and I followed in behind her. Chris had not bothered to say a thing.We walked deeper into the room and escaped my lips. I hastily palmed my mouth, trying to hide the loud gas
CHRIS POV.“mum! Seriously? What's with the question, quite embarrassing me.” I cut into her words passing a glare at Laura who hesitated immediately, why was she making me think there was more to it? She was never to shut the hell up and was always too toward but thanks to her silence things had gotten white worse.“son, your mother and I will support you in any decision you make, I personally do not care much about your we just want you to be happy, and we need you to have a family, boy, girl, trans, I don't really mind just settle down, you've done enough of single year's people are talking.” dad explained, still giving himself the done time to dine as he spoke.“really? You both aren't going to say anything?.” I asked my questions directed at both Bianca and ricky. As they both passed me a curious questioning glance.“oh please, it really is none of that, well on for starters how about we talk much About other things I see you didn't inform your secretary here what the deal is
Sebastian 'S POV.“Are you happy with me, laura ?" I asked out of the blue as soon as she walked out if the bathroom was dabbing her hair with a towel. She tilted her head slowly, her eyes pinned in my direction, probably losing sight of words.“What... what do you mean?” She asked again while pulling closer to me. Her head rested against my chest while a smile pushed up to her lips.“The wedding, being my bride staying with me, are you happy about all of this or are you staying with me because of the baby?” I asked her, putting out my worry and, truth be told, signing the marriage papers with her as we stood on the podium. I was worked up, and hearing the judge call us husband and wife had worried me a whole lot, but I knew it was probably tension of being! arrived again after so many years.Yet there she was, beaming with smiles all through, not for a bit showing any form of panic.I didn't want to let my words or thoughts get to the best of me, and I could not help but unwind my he
CatherineI couldn't understand where the problem came from! The week ran by real fast for Chris and me, but I realized two nights ago he had gotten a call from Matt, which made him really screwed up.Matt and I weren't on the worst ends ever, truth be told, although it did bother me seeing how things wound up. I didn't like his gloomy vibe.I dabbed my hair with a towel continuously before getting closer to him. For a kiss, he pulled away from a frown on his face.“Not now, Catherine ." He uttered a stoic expression. On his face, so far he wanted to have fun. I shrugged my shoulders before pulling myself into my flip-flops.“Suit yourself.” I responded before dragging my feet grudgingly towards the waiting room.I picked up my phone and surfed through my messages terribly bored.Glancing behind me carefully, sure that Chris ’ was not around, I surfed deeper into my phone, going through my private chats on Snapchat.Everyone else had texted me, some bunch of DMS, some other thirst
Catherine 's point of viewA yawn eased through my lips while I rolled through to the other end of the bed. My hands tapped slowly against the body, just like they had usually done.But there was nothing there.I parted my eyes and brows hastily, and the first thing my eyes landed on was the huge mirror.Right across the room, my very own reflection mocks me. I looked like a mess.A sigh eased through my lips while I pushed further away from the bed ; I wasn't getting it. What could possibly be wrong such as that Henry didn't sleep home the previous night.On my first attempt at trying to collect the memories of the previous occurrences, but then I felt an insane urge to retch, I picked my head towards. While I spilled out all the contents in my belly, retching terribly, I turned on the tap in the sink to have my face wiped. And then it dawned on me...“Matt!” I blurted out all at once, darted towards the door, and I dashed out of the room. My eyes scanned through the environme
Catherine 's POV.I turned on the tap in the sink, sure to have satisfying noises like puking and gagging coming out loud from the bathroom. A sly smile pushed up my lips while I washed off my face and began to pant hard and breath heavily. I drew closer towards him right outside the door with shaky feet.“Can you please help me get a room? I don't feel too good. I need to rest.” I muttered beneath my breath; my voice was shaky and my tone was thinning out at the end, all in an attempt to convince him.He looked just like he had bought my entire act, judging from the worried look in his eyes.“How about I drive you home instead? You can pick up the car later tomorrow. He offered just like I expected, but I wasn't stupid enough when planning ahead to use the rain as some dumb excuse.“Henry , he's out. He went off. I don't know why , who, or where he went off to or is off to see and staying home alone won't do me any good; perhaps you could wait for a few minutes; when as soon as the
CLAIRE's POV.A knock settled on my door and a frown was quick to etch onto my face while I pondered hard and fast about who it could be, I had been tucked up in the fucking room doing nothing at all along, every damn day it was the same.The knock became persistent, and I pushed my feet reluctantly towards the dash cam. I had not been expecting anyone's texts or calls; or bits so far, I wasn't involved in the neighborhood or building as a whole; it was something that anyone had to do or say but not from my end. Besides, I had no friends, and no one knew I moved here except……“Henry ?” I asked while I pushed open the door.. He seemed to be pissed and restless while he pushed himself right through my door before settling into the couch.He had said nothing while I bolted the door locked, my eyes scanning across the room, which was in a terrible state.. I had not expected any visitor to come in by any means. I was not informed.“You didn't call..” I stuttered, seemingly surprised..
Laura's pov.I could see him avert his gaze away from mine as soon as our eyes locked, for some reason an unsettling feeling got stuck at the pit of my belly and it made me wonder how and why I was stuck up on things like this. Was he still being a cry baby because I solely refused to eat with him in public at the company?.“Good morning sebastian .” I greeted as soon as he made way towards the elevator and I followed behind him, he had said nothing even when I smiled from ear to ear,I knew I should not have requested things that made him feel petty and yes, I was terrible at explaining feelings, I could have just told him I was never good with taking things from people without doing anything for them in return, but then again, I should never run my opinions against anyone else.I swallowed hard, wallowed in my own self pity as I recalled how hard it was for me to sleep last night, been in a strange house really did take it's roll on me, Emily and I had barely gotten chance to talk,
laura s point of viewI shifted in my seat, my eyes pinned against the file placed in front of me, while I stuck up the ends of the pen into my teeth. I had been pondering the whole day on how to thank Sebastian ; he had been nice enough, and I had sent him off in a rather hasty manner the previous day, which probably registered me as nothing better than a weirdo to the public as a whole, although I knew I needed to make certain amendments.“laura ?.” a voice called, drawing me out of whatever fancy land I had been drawn into.“Yes, how may I help you, please?. '' he asked with a smile settled on my face as I responded to the young man who stood before me. He worked with Sebastian , so I knew almost immediately that it was related to him already.“Mr. Sebastian had asked for you, so I think it's in your best interest that you check with him right now; it seemed urgent.” He added at the end of his words and turned down his feet even before I got a chance to respond.I stood to my fee
laura 's point of view It's been four weeks already, Four weeks after Sebastian had asked me out , four weeks of pure Bliss and happiness he loved me just as much as I loved him. We both had no intention of putting a leash on our emotions. “What do you think?.” I asked and swirled right in front of him, he looked rather exhausted but I wasn't done. “this is the one, it looks perfect I mean, it's the best it brings out your eyes and all.” he complemented with a smile, I turned my gaze from the mirror and glanced at him, slowly I approached him. “My eyes are blue, this dress is green, it does not bring out my eye color Sebastian , I told you to pay more attention to the color stripes, the design of the folds and curves of the dress.” I complained. A giggle came on from the other end, I glanced up and several workers scurried away in haste as they realized I caught them off guard. “Are we not done yet?.” Sebastian asked lazily but I rolled my eyes in my head , drew cl
“Get away from me, you creep!” Emily screamed as soon as she pushed her eyes open. A sudden heavy migraine attacked her as soon as she had spoken, and just then did she realize how much alcohol she had drank the previous night. Dustin, on the other hand, split his eyes slowly, rubbing slowly on his orbs, trying to recall the compelling situation he found himself in. He recalled drinking a little the previous night, and then the new cycle followed up; they had a few more drinks with laura , yet as soon as laura made her way out of the house, she realized what a great deal of fun they were having and then drank some more. Then, after three asn, he had not stopped. He won't necessarily be expected in the office. Although he knows things might get awkward between him and laura , which is why he lied about having a thing or two to do, I was hoping that eventually, if she came to push, the entire thing would be off their shoulders. He took a quick glance around, his mind laced wi