~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
~Laurel~"Something wrong with the food, Ryder?""No ma'am, it's just...I don't eat fish, I'm not a vegetarian though just that I never liked fish and um ..stuff."He was being cute, I could tell. "Waiter!" A man in a bow and tie scurried to our side in no less than three seconds."Yes ma'am?""Take his order, please." I pointed to Ryder who was fidgeting with his spoon. "And I'm sorry to have ordered for you, Ryder.""It's no problem, really, ma'am. Infact, I feel honoured." He said with a smile.Genevieve who was seated beside him, opposite me on the other hand, couldn't stop talking to me with her eyes. It almost felt as if she was silently begging me not to throw questions at him. Poor guy. I wasn't the type to just sit and not chat.I waited until the waiter came up with his order before I turned to my steak. "So, Ryder, what's your full name?" I stabbed at the crab in front of me and took a bite."Um, ma'am, it's Ryder Junior Pierce.""Pierce? Isn't that like, James Pierce? The
~Laurel~"Hey.""Hey."I slipped into bed beside him. "Who are you talking to?""A business partner. You okay?""Yeah. I'm just..um.. tired, I guess.""Okay." He slipped off the bed and stood up. "I'll just um.. quickly finish some stuffs in my office. Just notify me if you need anything."I got off the bed to stand in front of him. "I do need something now.""What is it?""You."He stared into my eyes for what looked like seconds before clearing his throat. "Laurel, look, I...""You don't want me anymore? Why? Kurt, you've been avoiding me for days now. You don't talk to me, you come in late and go out early in the morning, you don't even want to have sex with me anymore....""Laurel, listen...""No! I don't want to listen! It's always been about work. You have a meeting, something urgent crept up, you're late for work and so on! You don't have time for me anymore! Or even our family! Is there something going on that I'm unaware of?""What do you mean by that?""Are you having an aff
~Laurel~"Have you ever considered looking in a mirror?" A voice startled me, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up and saw Genevieve walking toward me with a champagne bottle and two glasses in the other. It was Saturday. A day I was supposed to spend indoors with my family or maybe, go out shopping with them or rather, get a tan or go sightseeing as a family but today, I didn't see a reason to. For starters, Kurt was unreachable and me, God, I was too weak and frustrated to even move, so I just decided to come out and spend time on the balcony, near the pool."Do you perhaps have one?" I asked teasingly as soon as she was in front of me. "I could borrow yours.""You look like shit." She dropped the bottle and the glasses on the table in front of me and took her seat."Thought no one noticed." I muttered more to myself than me."Well, I did." She popped the bottle open and filled a glass to the brim with the content from the bottle. "Thought you might need this to cool your sp
~Laurel~I laid on our bed and pretended to be asleep when Kurt arrived from work at exactly one am the next morning. Something in me relaxed when he pressed a kiss to my shoulder and slipped under the covers beside me. About forty minutes later when I was sure he had fallen asleep, I picked his phone from the bedside table and started scrolling through his texts. A text came in from a woman named Melissa and I opened it, only to reveal numerous messages from her and also from Kurt. Kurt whom I knew hardly texts.There were so many messages to read from the time they started chatting, about three weeks ago, till now. The one that had tears clouding my vision was the text that came in just now which reads, ''I had a good time. Thank you for making each and every of my day special. Heart you big time. Tomorrow at that same diner. Don't come late, got it?"I tried so hard. So hard to hold back my tears but I failed. So this is what Kurt's been up to. Every single time he kept ignoring m
~Laurel~I opened my eyes to an unknown environment, with people claded in white garments and nose masks, roaming about and hovering over me. "Where the hell am I?""Laurel! Oh my goodness, thank God, you're awake!" Mom scurried to my side even before I could make a move to get up. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"There were people in the room. People I was very well familiar with. Like Kaitlyn for example, Wesley, Liam, Mirabelle, Genevieve and Lavinia."What happened?""You don't remember? Laurel, how could you? You know, you're all I have left, how could you do this to me? You were planning on killing yourself? Answer me, Laurel.""Aunt, I'll take it from here." Wesley nodded and Mira held her as they walked out."We'll be out if you need us." Lavinia said as they walked out, leaving me alone with Wesley."What's going on, Laurel?" Wesley asked me as soon as they exited the door. "Tell me it's not true. Tell me what they're saying in the news right now is not true. Tell me it's
*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