~Laurel~Mira and I were in the kitchen making breakfast while Kurt was seated in the dining room, reading the paper. The house was swimming with servants, actually because they were preparing for the dinner party that would take place later on the terrace. Kurt wanted to throw a small party to introduce Genevieve to our families. I couldn't object, probably because I didn't see a reason why he couldn't introduce his so-called new daughter to everyone."Am I supposed to greet you good morning?" Mira and I paused when we heard a not-so familiar voice in the dining room."It's a sign of respect, so yes.""I never greeted anyone at the foster home.""You will now. This isn't a foster home, this is your home now."I mounted into the living room, just in time only to see Kurt and Genevieve seated, having a conversation."So," Kurt started. "Your new room, do you like it?""Sincerely, no."I shot my gaze to her. Ungrateful little bitch! Mira decorated that room few years back. "Care to tell
~Laurel~"Welcome to the family, Genevieve." Claps filled the air. Even though that wasn't what I expected. I had an uncomfortable feeling about this. Why would our families just accept her like that?"Hey, I need you to meet someone." Mira took her with a smile and she reluctantly followed. "My nephew, Kris and my niece, Kara." She introduced Katy and Wesley's kids to her. The little girl Kara, said hello unlike Kris, who shot her a, 'I don't like you look.' I couldn't blame him. I also felt the same way."Hi. Name's Gen. Nice to meet you both."Kara smiled. "Nice to meet you too, Gen. Can you be my friend?""Um, I don't think that's a good idea. You see, I don't like kids," Kara frowned. "Oh no, I don't mean it that way. What I meant was that I... Ugh. Fine. I'll be your friend. So Kara, what games are we playing tonight?"Kara jumped down from her Nanny's lap and took her hand. "Come with me! Mommy has most of my toys. I bet she'll show it to you. C'mon!" Genevieve followed with a
~Laurel~~"I ran you a bath," Kurt informed as he crept up beside me on the bed. "Think you can manage to stand properly on your own?""No need to treat me like a weakling. I'm the strongest woman you've ever met." I snuggled into him. "Let's just stay like this. For a while. Damn, you smell so good.""Is that so?""Yeah and I can't believe you just did that.""Did what?" He pulled my body closer to his."Hand fuck me in the kitchen. What if someone had seen us? Or rather, walk in on us?""Well, we could just tell them we're doing our regular exercise. Wait, are you shy, Laurel?" He said and looked down at me.I slapped his leg and pushed it off mine. "Shy for what? I'm just being cautious, asshole. Don't look so smug.""Right.""God, I hate you. You just had to interrupt me in the kitchen, didn't you?""It's not as if you knew what you were doing, Laurel. Don't run your mouth about it.""Oh yeah? That's not a very nice thing to say to your over-emotional wife.""You mean when she's p
~Laurel~"What do you mean by you can't believe I just said all that?" I ran my hand through my hair frustratedly. "Someone had to put her in her place.""I didn't ask you to say those things to her. I didn't ask you to make a pick between the two of us. You said it yourself that Gen's my sister. Do you really think by telling her all those stuffs, she wouldn't have a reason to move out of this place?""Then I don't care! If she wants to leave, she can leave! I'm done fighting for someone who isn't worth fighting for. No child of mine would ever behave that way!""Laurel!" The door burst open and Kurt stepped in. He was so furious, the look on his face was murderous but he calmed a bit when he saw Mirabelle. "Honey, can you please leave us alone for a moment?"Reluctantly, Mira let her gaze roamed from Kurt's to mine. "Dad..""Mira?""Okay." Slowly, she started for the door, shut Kurt and I one last look before walking out and closing the door softly behind her.Kurt faced me. "You're
~Laurel~"Okay!" Freya exclaimed and picked her own paper from the table. The questions were sliced into thirty small papers and scattered facedown on the table so we were unable to decide which one to pick. "I'm next."She cleared her throat and peeked in her paper before looking up to Mark. "This one's easy, babe. What's my most awful meal?""Um," Mark scratched his hair and looked back at her. "Chicken soup.""Ew. He's right. I hate chicken." Freya said and pretended to gag. "Even the smell of it makes me wanna throw my guts up.""I'm next!" Lavinia picked her own paper and winked at Jason before gazing into it. "What are my types of panties?""Holy, moly! How the fuck am I supposed to know that?" Jasper scoffed and plopped back on the chair. "Am I...am I supposed to know that?"Lavinia narrowed her eyes at him. "Yes.""Okay. Bikini!" "Wrong. My type of panties are hipsters, you're supposed to know that.. we've been together long enough." Lavinia whispered groggily. "But panties
~Laurel~"Allow us, please." Phil and Kenneth who rushed over immediately after I parked my car said on seeing Kurt asleep on the backseat, the moment I opened the door."No, lemme handle him." I said with a smile and moved to pull him up from the seat."Is everything okay? What happened to him?" Phil asked, probably because they had never seen their boss this way before."He got drunk." Kenneth gasped while Phil's eyes shone in surprise. "That's a...um," Phil cleared his throat. "I don't believe you.""You're good to smell him if you want."To my surprise, Phil sniffled his shirt and squeezed his nose in a funny way. "That is uh..that is uh...a first. You sure he was in his right mind when he lifted that glass of liquor to his mouth?""Apparently, he was." I murmured, staring at Kurt who was still asleep on the backseat. "He just had to prove his point, didn't he?""Hey!" I slapped his arm. "Wake up!" His eyes fluttered open but I could tell he was still very much asleep. "Get up, y
~Laurel~"The fuck are we doing here?" I took Genevieve's hand on the table and squeezed. "Mind your language, will you?"She didn't respond, rather she pulled her hand away from mine and faced the view in front of us."So this is where the family's shooting gonna take place for your next exhibition," Bale explained, pointing to the display and arrays on the screen. "While, here, you have the settings of Mira's picture in the building, Mr and Mrs Kenton.""Thank you, Bale and...""So it has always been about your daughter huh?" Genevieve interrupted with a scoff. I took her hand again and squeezed. "Now, what the hell are you talking about?" I whispered.She flung her hand away from my hold and stood up abruptly, not minding the gazes of more than thirty board members on her. "Then why the fuck did you bring me here?! To show me that you've enough money to stick me to your asses for as long as you want?""You're embarrassing me, Genevieve, sit down." Kurt ordered."No, I'm sorry, Mr
~Laurel~My body shuddered as I threw my head back and screamed, the pleasure hitting me on a whole new different level.I sighed when he came back on top of me. "Keep it down, Laurel. I don't want someone to think I'm doing something unpleasant to you.""You're forgetting our room is soundproof." I kissed him long and hard, tasting myself on his lips. "God, I've missed this."He moved off me and shifted to his side of the bed, pulling me close to his body. "Yet you're so good at pretending.""I was once an actress, have you forgotten? Perhaps, I should give Hollywood a call and tell them I'm returning to the game."His grip around my waist tightened. "You wouldn't dare.''"Kurt, I don't really see the reason why you stopped me from acting. You know, it's something I enjoy doing the most and---''"You don't need the money. Tell me, how much do you need? I'll pay you ten times the amount they'll pay you for twenty seasons."I slapped his arm. "Asshole. I don't need your money. I was ne
*One year later*~Genevieve~"Hey. You ready?"Mason asked me as he walked into the room."Do I look okay in this dress?" I said, referring to the floral gown I was wearing. "I feel... really heavy, you know. I think this baby is using my energy to do kicks, don't you think?" I asked him, placing my hand over my eight months and two weeks old belly.Mason smiled and walked over to me. "You look beautiful, darling. And besides, I'm always here to lend you my strength whenever you feel too tired to carry our little Gael." He knelt before my bump and caressed it over the skimpy dress I was wearing. "Hey buddy, don't give mommy a hard time, okay? We know you wanna come out so badly but patience, little buddy, patience." He looked up at me and I smiled. Then he got up and closed his mouth over mine. "I love you, Genevieve Kenton King."I smiled as I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you too.""Now come on. Before we arrive late for your dad's birthday dinner." He held my hand as walked o
~Genevieve~Just like that. I couldn't believe it. She was gone.Gone forever. We weren't going to see her ever again.Some of the soldiers that had ran into the smoke, came out few minutes later with Gonzalez men. One was half-dead, the other was injured but very much alive. They put them both in the van and walked around to see dad. He was saying something in low tune to dad when another set of military men walked out of the already burnt and collapsed building with a burnt, unrecognizable body that seemed to have ropes attached to it. A body that was perhaps tied. Then I recalled Mirabelle being tied up before Ryder threw me out."No! My Mira...." Mom was already shaking in tears as they placed the body on a stretcher. Dad dropped to the ground in tears, mom was wailing profusely, Mariano remained stiff and unable to move, Mason had tears rolling down his eyes...none of us could even touch the body. It was Natasha who mustered up the courage to run to where the body was and embrace
~Mirabelle~"What are we going to do? He's going to kill her!" Mason exclaimed out of frustration as he plopped down on the couch, running his fingers through his hair. Mom has been trying to calm him down ever since. But it seems all her words of assurance were falling on deaf ears."My men are searching the entire city as we speak." Dad who had been on the phone came back few minutes later to the living room and said. "They couldn't have gone far. We'll get them in no time.""Hey," Mariano knelt in front of me and places his hand on lap. "Are you alright?"I shook my head."Belle, listen to me, this is not your fault.."I was trying to hold back my tears. "Yes, it is.""No, it's not. Gonzalez has been planning his escape from prison for a long time now. And it so happened to fall on the same time period of your return so none of this is your fault, okay?""Grandpa, are you going to give me to him? The bad guy?" Natasha who was in mom's arms asked Kurt who had been restless."Of cour
~Mirabelle~"Mama, where are we? What is this place?" Natasha asked me as Mariano pulled the car to a stop. I got out and so did Natasha, who looked inquisitive, looking around the place."Hello, Natasha."She turned to stare at the people standing few metres away, her whole face lightening up. "Grandma! Grandpa!"In a blink of eye, she was running into dad's open arms. "My lil baby. She looks just you, Mariano." Dad said to Mariano who was standing beside me as he ruffled her hair playfully, picking her up from the floor."I'm quite heavy, you know. Mama feeds me with good stuff." Natasha said jokingly."Well then, it's a good thing I have quite the strength then." Dad smiled as we walked into the house."Camilla," I greeted Camilla who was standing with the other servants. "I see you're still here." I said, moving into her arms. "Thank you.""Always, Mirabelle, always." She responded and we pulled away. "I'll make coffee and some toast."I nodded and she walked away. "It feels good
~Genevieve~He wasn't in bed with me when I woke up.I got up, stretched and slipped on his shirt. Then I got up and went on a mission to go look for him.I heard noise coming from kitchen area and do I just decided to follow my instincts. To my surprise, he was standing in front of the cooker, flipping something in a pan, shirtless in an apron and in a pair of sweatpants. He turned around and our gaze met."Hey. Good morning."I smiled as I made my way toward him. "Good morning. You're up early.""Yeah, I got up to make breakfast. Come on, have a seat. Breakfast is ready."I did as he told me and sat put as he served me. Breakfast was bacon, scrambled eggs, pancakes and maple syrup.As I ate, I noticed he was stealing glances at me. "What?""You're very beautiful, Gen. Very very."I snorted, hoping that was a joke. "I'm sure I look like a mess.""You look breathtaking."I met his gaze and he smiled. Then he got up from where he sat and walked around to where I was, then to my surpris
~Mirabelle~A lot of people were hovering over me when I woke up. Mom, Mariano, two women, a man, Natasha...."Natasha." I called out gently and she was the first to notice as she ran into my outstretched arms."Mama! Mama, you scared the hell out of us all." She was already crying as I brushed the tears away from her face. "Mama, we were so worried...I was so worried. Promise that you won't ever make us worry like that again."I smiled and pulled her close, her head was resting gently on my chest. "I'm fine, sweetie. I'm just...scared." I admitted softly."But why are you scared, mama? We are here for you, remember? Don't be scared, okay? Daddy is here for you. I am here for you. Grandma is here for you. Don't ever feel scared, okay? You're my best friend. I wouldn't know what I'd do if anything were to happen to you. I can't ever live without you, mama."I couldn't help chuckling as I wrapped my arm tightly over her. "Oh my sweet little red haired baby. I love you so much my darling
~Mirabelle~I stood there and watched as Genevieve expressed how she felt about Mason to Ryder. Ryder on the other seemed to be furious but he looked as if he was holding back from lashing out all on his anger on Genevieve. The moment he walked out, I decided to stay for a while. This was bad. I should be with her right now. She had just made a life-changing decision that would probably require a shoulder to lean on and here I was, hiding behind the wall.All of a sudden, she stood up. She glanced at the mirror and then stopped. But just before she could turn around, a hand grasped mine, pulling me into the shadows."What on earth do you think you're doing?""Mariano, she's my sister. I should be in there with her right now. I should--""Then what's stopping you?"I stared into his eyes."Go on. Go to her. She's your sister, right? She needs you. You should be with her right now. So why are you here?""I--I don't think that's a very good idea. She's down right now, I can't afford to a
~Mirabelle~The congregation was filled to the brim. The people present were mostly friends, elites, actresses, musicians, business elites and government officials from all over the world. From where I was seated, I could see Mariano, my friends, Gabriel and even mom. Natasha and I were both at the back row. We didn't want to draw much attention so we just hid there.Then there was Ryder at the altar, waiting like the gentleman he was. Although, there was something about Ryder. Something off about him, he didn't seem quite the man for Genevieve anymore.And then, there was the bride. Walking towards the altar with dad's arm strapped to hers. On getting to the front row, she quickly hugged mom and Gabriel before proceeding to kneel in front of the altar with her soon to be husband. After a short prayer, they were back on their feet as they proceeded to the ring part and then the exchanging of vows.Well, now it was time to declare them husband and wife."If anyone have reason why these
~Mirabelle~I was trying out the dresses, mom had brought earlier for Gen's wedding tomorrow. There was a silver splayed gown with emeralds, a beautiful black straight one with deep cleavage curve and split up the right thigh and a pink short one with diamonds stashed all over. According to her, the theme of the wedding was black and pink, if I wanted to fit in to be noticed, I'd wear pink but if I wanted to remain anonymous and hidden, I'd wear black.At first I didn't want to go. Mom and Mariano were the only ones who knew about my existence. Mariano had argued with mom about telling dad about me but she had slid him off, telling him the consequences that would result from my dad abruptly finding out about my existence. According to her, she would wine and dine him after Gen's wedding then tell him about me. As for now, I still have to remain hidden and try as much as possible to apply heavy makeups contrary to my skin tone, wear sunglasses and colored wigs. That way, they would nev