“I love you Karen and I’m going to do everything to make you happy even if it means paying your way into paradise” William~ We drive to the university and, being already familiar with the place, I lead the way and William trail behind me. “I heard you have been one of the Oxford stars for the last three years you’ve been here.” A satisfactory smile appears on my face, “Not to brag, but I’m the star among the stars of Oxford.” His eyes rolls, “Show off.” He says through his breath. “Sorry, Mr, how many awards and recognitions did you get in your time?” There are shades of red on both of his cheeks as he answers, “None.” “See?” “I never wanted to go into the family business, in fact, I wanted to be a poet, but like always William had other plans for me and I know I was always rebellious, but I will put my rebellion aside and make him proud of me. He will never be here to see it though.” “Well, I’m proud of you, not just as the successful billionaire you are, but for you and I st
“I want you to want me as much as I want you” William~ About seven-minute later, Japhia comes out of the booth with a worn-out look on his face. I approach him and William trails behind me. “How did it go?” I ask with my eyes desperately searching his. He huffs, “You ask questions you already know the answer to. If it went great, I’d be holding 150 grand in my hand, right? And now I’m not, so what does that tell you?” “It didn’t go well?” He nods, giving me a slight smile. “See? Now you’ve answered your own question.” I grit my teeth as yet again he’s made me feel dumb and like he knew what I was thinking about William rubs his hand on the small of my back trying to ease my slowly rising anger and I feel it dies off, but so far from letting it go. I touch his shoulder and when he looks at me, I gave him a sad face, “Is it that difficult or are you that clueless?” Japhia slaps off my hand from his shoulder and William tries to suppress his laughter but fails miserably. I turn to
“Just like the star you’ve always been there.” Karen~ “Come home with me.” Is William’s first word in the last ten minutes of our stargazing. This is the first night in this week that it didn’t rain so William and I (which is just me,) spent a few hours out looking at the stars and seeing that William showed no opposition, we drove out to an open field, spread out our mat and then we laid down on the grass and we have been gazing afar off for the last ten minutes. My concentration dwindles and I lose focus on the star I’ve been trying to tell myself isn’t moving. I know the home he’s talking about isn’t back home to my apartment, he’s talking about home back in the States. We’ve had this discussion over the last couple of days and, well, I haven’t given him a straight answer... I thought I did last time. This past week we have coexisted without tearing at each other, which is a success. Our week went by something like this. I go to class in the morning, while William stays at home
“I’m pretty sure your friend saw something special in you before he entrusted his daughter in your care, William.” Julian~ William’s POV Flashback to 13 years ago=====> Simon pulled up in front of the mainland club and, not waiting for him to come and open my door for me as usual, I pulled myself out of the car and walked to his side. “You don’t have to wait for me, Simon. Leave the keys with the security, I’ll pick it and find my way home.” “Not to be rude, sir, but the last four times you’ve driven yourself home has been terrible. This is the fourth car in one week.” He reminded me like I was complaining. “Geez, I didn’t know I had a checker on my ass.” I faked a surprised tone, while my face displayed a boring outlook. He looked at me, “Sorry, sir, but I’m not leaving till you’re leaving.” “Fine! Since you enjoy suffering so much, stay.” I spat, before marching into the nightclub blazing with loud music. Today was one of those days. I’m not trying to shoot myself in the he
“I’m going to tell you everything just like I said I would, but you’ve got to promise you will not run out or treat me like a freak in the end.” William~ Flashback=====> “Lovely name Jean. Would you like to get out of here?” I asked. “Um sure.” She nods, a faint smile appearing on her face. Taking my hand, which was stretched out to her, she followed me and we came to my car parked outside. “It’s your car?” I bit my lips and nodded. “One of so many.” “And you said your name was?” “William McQueen. Do you like want to come home with me tonight?” The smile that has been on her face for a while now broadened, “Sure.” We got into the car talking and one thing led to another and before we knew we were each other’s focus. “I still don’t know how you took out those three guys without getting a scratch.” She said with amazement and intrigue. “Martial art classes.” Is the only thing I said in response. I joined martial art with Samuel's approval immediately after my parent’s funer
“Because we were friends once and believe it or not, I care about you.” Karen~ Flashback===> I couldn’t go to work that day. Jean was my concentration. So I called my secretary and told her I had family matters to attend to. Yes, I did, because I took the day to introduce Jean to everyone in the house and that day was also the first time since Samuel’s funeral that I saw Karen and I didn’t crash down or feel the pain I always felt when around her. Jean's eyes opened and her lashes slowly lifted as those beautiful blue eyes came into view. “Morning,” she murmured, rubbing her face slowly as she sits down. I turned to her from my computer system, which I was facing and working on, a wide grin on my face. There was a mirror in front of me, so I watched her sleep even while I was working. “It’s afternoon princess, I’m pretty sure it was afternoon when we fell back into bed to sleep.” She gave me a frown on her face, “Why do I feel like our wide, unending sex stopped you from going t
“I remember years back when things didn’t go his way he’d bury himself in his bar and drink until he’s wasted, but not anymore and I think I have you to thank for it.” ~Cassandra The next seven days I spent in Oxford were unbearable and for the first time in almost four years, I was eager and longing to go home. I want to see everyone at home, but I want to see William, which seemed most important to me. I want to tell him how sorry I am for everything that happened between us and for acting the way I did. Also, I am ready to listen and hear him out and I hope to God it isn’t too late. My bags already packed and as I finish with my final exams, I headed straight for the airport, which I had already booked the flight for a week back and I have to get to the plane. That’s all I have to do. The flight was long and a little stressful, probably because I’d spent last night reading, this morning taking the exam and now sitting on a flying plane, which I’d be sitting in for the next seven
“No, I didn’t, but I didn’t save her either.” William~ After dinner, William took us for a brief walk outside the house and you guessed it right, he was beside me. Since the past hour he’s return, he hasn’t allowed me to go anywhere on my own, and I don’t know if he thinks I’m going to runoff, which is impossible now. I love the alone time we have outside and although I want to ask, that has been bugging my mind for the last seven weeks; I want him to let it out at his own pace. We walk into the outside garden and we sit down on one bench set out the garden. “I know you want to know about Jean, and you don’t know how happy I am that you came although you had your fear.” “It wasn’t like you were going to come back either way.” I murmur, more to myself. He places his elbows on both his knees and rests his head on his hands. “I’m sorry for leaving, I just…” “I get it, William, if I was in your shoes, I would have done the same thing.” His hand takes mine into his. “The only other
Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells “One second,” I yell before getting up from the bed and going to the door after hearing a knock on it. I open the door, still rubbing my sleepy eyes, and when my eyes finally clear out, I see William standing at the door. He held his black suit over his shoulder with one hand and holding onto his suitcase with another. He looks a bit tired and worn, and I can’t blame him. Three days ago he received a call to be in the UK after the attack on the McQueens company that left many injured took place. Even though our tradition in this family during the holiday was to stay together, he had to leave. He promised to do everything he can on order to return to me in one piece and before
“Why would I ever mock you? God made you so unique that you’re hot when you’re not pregnant and hotter when you are.” William~ “Welcome, Darling how was work?” I ask as I feel William pass by the kitchen and I’m certain he’s heading for the bedroom. He halts, takes a few steps back, and looks through the door at me. “What are you doing?” He demands slowly, stepping into the kitchen. I turn to look at him, who’s standing before me, looking a little worn and tired from the day’s stress, holding his suit over his shoulder. “Cooking. Again I’ll ask, how was work?” A frown appears on his face and doesn’t leave. “Cooking? Have you seen yourself lately?” “Yes I have,” I nod and sigh heavily “I’m heavily pregnant and for the third time, how was work?” “You are pregnant and the last thing we both need is you stressing yourself out. Where are the maids and cooks?” He whines and complains like I just did a bad thing. I place my hand on my waist and glare at him. “You’re just going to keep
“I know what you had to go through, William, not knowing what was happening or what you did wrong, but trying to fix and make it right.” Karen~ A few weeks later, a few things were back to normal... Or at least that was how it seemed to everyone watching us from afar, but to William and I, we knew it wasn’t. After the night when it all went to hell, William suggested I take up therapy to help handle the trauma my body might develop because of the ordeal with Noel, but I didn’t see it as important and just shrugged it off. Since then we tried out sexual activity in the bedroom, but I couldn’t let him touch me because I feared being naked before him. William wanted to know if it was something he did and I told him it wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell him I was seeing Noel’s face whenever he touched me intimately or affectionately. I loved him so much and I needed him to satisfy me sexually and be there emotionally, but it is hard to do that when the face you see is the face of the man tha
“I can’t lose you even if you’re too strong-headed to get that.” Karen~ “Her name is Mia Fernan-.” “Wrong answer,” he answers before pulling the trigger. “Mia!” I scream out as I push her out of the way, causing the bullet to slide painfully past my cheek. Its force is hot and powerful against my face that it sends me back a few steps. “Karen!” William gasps out as he immediately drops the gun and rushes towards me. I raise my hands in protest, stopping him in his tracks as I regain my composure. “Don’t come close to me, William!” “You have a cut on your cheeks!” His voice is shocked and trembling. My hand touch my cheek and it instantly gets stained in what I’m certain is blood. My teeth grit and I glare at him, “and whose fault is it?” “I’m sorry. I was never aiming for you. She’s the one I was aiming at.” He pulls another gun from behind him and again he points it at Mia and so I step in front of Mia. “You want to shoot her? You would have to go through me, William.” His
“My wife said something that has been hunting me for a while and it was that I could decide how I wanted to be remembered in life. As a coward or as a brave man.” William ~ I get up from the bed and put on my jean trousers and the only shirt I can find around, which is William’s, and with the paper still in my hand I storm out of the room. I walk to the living room, where there are about four guards positioned at different corners. How the fuck does he get to decide such a terrible fate by himself? What makes him so sure there isn’t another way? I swear I will kick him harder on his junk if I ever see him again. “Where is William?” I ask one man in a black suit as I approach him. “William said to not disclose his whereabouts to anybody Mrs McQueen.” I grit my teeth and my cheeks heat in fury, “I am not anybody you dick, I’m his wife!” I hold myself from hitting him like the stupid fuck deserves and I step away from him. I draw a deep, angry breath and head for my room when I see
“Says the man that once told me he’d never let me go.” Karen~ I pick up the keys Simon drops on the table and follow Simon out of the room. He’s walking really fast and I double up my pace to keep up with him. “You want me to go to him?” I finally asked, glancing up at him. He shakes his head a little. “No, you’re no longer a kid. I know that and William does, too. He just ignores that most times. But since you want to go to him so I’m helping you do that. Just don’t make me regret it.” I grab him by his arm before hugging him tightly. “Thank you.” We walk to the door and Simon and I step out, but the two guards at each side of the door walk towards us. “What are you doing Simon?” Demands one guard as they both approach us. “We are going to William and you can try to stop us.” “She isn’t going anywhere!” the other one says. “Come, take her then.” Simon nuzzles me aside and the next moment, I see them throwing fists and punches at each other. Of course, two against one is unf
“I can’t have your blood on my hands. I can’t lose you, and I won’t!” William~ My eyes open in a room with three people in lab coats and mask over their nose and a rubber cap over their head. They are all standing around me and they seem to do something to me. With all my might, I force my hand up to grab the wrist of the one standing beside me. He turns and looks down at me and my mouth opens to speak. “You’re in the hospital, ma you’re saf—” “Don’t tell him,” I cut her off, “please, the baby.” “You need to relax and let us help you, ma.” Is the reply of the lady in green with a white face mask. “Don’t tell him,” I keep on murmuring until everything fades off. When my eyes open again, I’m alone in the room... My eyes drop to my side and I see William there, his head is resting against the handle of the bed and his face shows great signs of fatigue and under his eyes are bags signalling lack of sleep. I notice he’s still in the same clothes as he was when I came back from Oxfor
“You’ve just been there. Through my worst and darkest hour and I guess I wanted that, I wanted you.” Japhia ~ The next three months were the slowest I’ve ever had. William stayed another week after the new year before going home. It was a decision we both hated because we wanted to be with each other, but; we didn’t want to be completely selfish. It was time for work, school and a lot of other things and more than anything, it was time to go apart for a while. A while almost became forever. Many mornings I’d wake up craving William beside me and at night needing his voice to put me to sleep. The need grew as the days turned into weeks, and soon I became lovesick, according to Japhia. “I miss you and it’s literally making me sick,” I whine as I walked inside and then on the light. I hear him chuckle over the phone and my face heat. “You’re saying I made you sick?” “I won’t say you didn’t,” I pout as I pull off my jacket, then I realise this trick won’t work on him ‘cause he can’t
“Do you know how I feel? You act like you own nothing, but you’re wrong, Karen, cause you own me.” William~ My heart doubles in beat and I turn around to see William standing in the kitchen with black jean, a white inn and a brown leather jacket. There’s a bit of snow on his blonde hair, which is now shorter than I remember, but his stubble beard remains.Nothing compares to having William here now and to be honest, I’m lost for words to say as those grey eyes pierce into mine.“Hey,” he begins, as if knowing my predicament. “Hey, how did you get in?”There’s a smile at the corner of his lips, “I’ve still got Hope’s key with me.”I press my lip together, “I thought you had a lot of work to do before closing for the year.” He steps towards me. “I did, I do and I’ll do them. But did you think I’ll let my wife spend her favourite holiday alone?” “No,” I reply, “So you were here when I called?” He nods and my lips slowly press together and my eyes wander around.“You’re not happy to s