LUCILLE Seeing Angelina step into the hall wade off every sense of fear in me. It wasn't because I was fearless but because I never saw her as somebody capable of hurting others. I'd stopped getting intimidated by her. "Oh! So, it's you," I let out, watching her with disgust as she walked closer. She removed her pair of sunglasses from her eyes and elegantly sat on the couch that was placed in front of me by the men. "I can see that you have no fear again, Lucille. I admire your bravery," She said, chuckling. I rolled my eyes and averted my gaze on her. "Is it because of Ramsey?" She asked, garnering my attention again. My eyes slowly landed on her. Then, she continued, "Is Ramsey the reason you developed a sudden courage?" "Oh! It's about that. Why are you asking? Are you perhaps scared that your coverlid will be open soon? I mean, are you scared that Ramsey will discover that your son isn't his?" "Kpaaak" a scorching slap landed on my cheek, sending waves of stinging sen
RAMSEY One thing that I was grateful I listened to was my instinct. I didn't know how it happened but I followed my instinct that instructed me to put two invisible bodyguards with Lucille. Barely 40 minutes after she left the house to go grocery shopping, I received a call from one of the guards I placed with her and was informed that she'd been kidnapped by a gang but they didn't attack them because they wanted to know why it was happening and who was behind it. Seeing that Lucille almost lost her life today brought a shower of fear over me and I mentally vowed to prevent something like this from happening in the future. My woman will never have to go through the discomforts and ill-treatment she went through today. "I am hale, Ramsey. I don't need to stay in the hospital...," Before she could complete her statement, I placed a finger on her lips, signaling to her to stop talking. I darted my attention to the doctor, ignoring the frown on her face. "If anything happens to
LUCILLE It'd been two weeks since the incident with Angelina and everywhere had been peaceful since then. Angelina came swiftly into our lives and almost ruined our beautiful love story. Ramsey refused to go to work for two weeks now, claiming I might be in trouble if he leaves me alone at home. And yeah, he didn't allow me to go to work either. "Wakie! Wakie!!" Ramsey's calm voice echoed in my head as I snuggled lazily under the duvet, refusing to succumb to the sunlight and bright morning. He removed the duvet from my body, pulled my cheeks, and kissed my cheeks. Wearily, I opened my eyes and smiled at him. "Good morning, my love," I let out, yawning and stretching. He chuckled, "Good morning, wifey. It's time for breakfast," "Okay. I will join you downstairs shortly. I will quickly wash my face and mouth," I mumbled, yawning for the second time. "No! No!! You need to eat first so that you can dress up and follow me to a party," He informed, taking me up from the
LUCILLE I opened my eyes weakly but was forced to close them back because of the intense pain in my head. However, seeing that I was in an unfamiliar and dimmed-lit room, I was forced to unlock them. "Wow!!! It took you ten minutes to be finally awake," A masculine voice rang in the room, probing me to glance in the direction of the voice and I saw a man standing by the door. It looked like he just finished locking it. My eyes swayed all over his body and I realized that he was putting on nothing but shorts that hugged his body tightly and was showing the curviness of his gigantic manhood. My heart skipped at the sight. Then, it dawned on me that I had been tricked. The little crying boy was a trap laid for me and I'd foolishly stepped into their trap. "What do you want from me?" I questioned in a shaky voice, dragging myself backward as he moved toward me. An ambiguous smile spread across his face as he walked closer. "What do you think? Your body or your money?" The smile s
RAMSEY My heart dropped when I saw Lucille inside the filled bathtub, lying lifeless. "Lucille!" I yelled, rushing to her side, without noticing the slippery floor. As I was about to get to her, I slipped and hit my buttock on the floor. Without wasting a lot of time groaning, I sprang up and dashed to her. "Lucille!! Lucille!!!" I called, hitting her cheeks continually to revive her. I touched her pulse. It was still active. That made me a bit relaxed. I carried her out of the bathtub into the bedroom, wore her a dress, and hurriedly took her to the hospital. I was certain the doctors must be tired of seeing us regularly at the hospital. I wouldn't lie. Ever since we got married, I had caused Lucille nothing but pain and discomfort. I had a lot of trouble lurking around and she was the one who always ended up in it. Getting to the hospital took all the night before her condition became stable.*. *. * Tyler Newton's House The trio sat in the living room, glancing at
LUCILLE I hate the fact that he didn't leave me alone to die. Why did he save me?Honestly, I am tired. I am tired of getting into trouble while leaving one. The chaos in my life kept increasing every day since I got married to Ramsey. "What!" He muttered, puzzled by my statement. "Yes. I want a divorce. I am tired of everything," I let out, tears gliding out of my eyes. "Calm down, Lucille. You are not in your best condition right now," Ramsey discreetly reminded, checking my countenance so that he would be sure he hadn't made a wrong statement. "I don't care if I am in my best condition or not, Ramsey. I want a divorce and that's it. Leave me alone. I want my life back. I want my stress-free life back. Give it back to me," I yelled, glaring deep into his eyes. He pulled me into a warm embrace before I could make another utterance. Then, he softly said, "I cannot leave you, Lucille. You have to stay with me and let us fight this battle together. I cannot do without y
LUCILLE With a forced smile, I turned, glimpsing at her emotionlessly. "It's nice meeting you after a while, Ms. Rosemary. How are you holding up? I don't think you can come somewhere like this. Perhaps, you came to seduce another woman's husband," I exclaimed in an audible voice, intentionally making people hear what we were talking about. A glint of hatred and defeat flashed across her eyes but was swiftly concealed with an ambiguous emotion. She also forced out a smile and mumbled, "No, Lucille. I should be asking what a low class person like you is doing in a Dynamic Hotel. Have you gotten a rich, pot-bellied man who's funding your fake luxurious lifestyle?" I scoffed, revealing my set of teeth. Then, I shook my head. "Never, my dear. I am different from a whore and betrayal who snatched her best friend's fiance. Oh! Talking of that, how is your lover boy holding up? I heard his family is in turbulence right now," I said, staring deep into her eyes unblinkingly. Her
LUCILLE While thinking of how to pay Ramsey back for what he did to me, I drifted off to sleep. "Lucille! Open your eyes. We are here," I heard Ramsey's soft and low voice. He was patting my shoulder gently. Slowly, I unlocked my eyes and realized the jet had landed. "Oh! I slept off," I let out, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. He pressed his lips on my forehead, giving me a comforting and reassuring kiss, then carried me in his arms out of the jet. Afterward, he unhurriedly helped me stand on my feet. "Where are we?" I inquired, scrutinizing the field with my eyes, astounded by the beautiful surroundings I was seeing. For a fact, I knew we were out of our country. "Somewhere you would love to be," He said, locking my hand with his and we sauntered out of the airport. I could hear the whisperings and gasps from the people as we passed them by. Some were complimenting how we look perfect beside each other while others cursed me for staying beside a perfect man like Ramse