When we got to our room we put Athro on his bed. Instead of sleeping, he was still playing. He laughed out loud because of how Athara formed objects through her hands. My member is really hard now like a pole. I don't know what to do to calm myself down first. I touched Athara and that made her looked at me and shook her head. "Theron, can't you see that our son still wants to play? He's enjoying the moment," said Athara. I sat up on the bed. I was depressed. My gaze fell on the floor. I feel like I want to cry because of the annoyance I feel. "Shouldn't we go in for a quick moment?""Theron, you're like a child. Athro even wants to play. It's not right that I stopped playing with him. Athro will really cry if I do that," she stated. I can't accept that Athara did this to me. She made me believe that we went inside to make a quick moment but I was wrong. It's like we came in here so she could play with our son. That was unfair! "You made me hope for nothing, Athara. You made me
Athro's birthday is getting closer and closer. I'm also excited to be back in New York. I have also been separated from the place where I lived for more than a year. I was awake earlier but I just stayed in bed. My body is tired because Athara and I had sex again last night. Fuck. My length made a beat when I remembered how I fucked her pussy last night. I sighed before I got out of bed. The white paint of the house was my guide down. A comfortable living room set is located in our living room. I smiled and approached my wife who was just staring at the television screen while her left hand held Athro's stroller. She was watching a Philippine noontime show. She laughed even though she didn't understand the language. "Good morning," I greeted her when I sat down next to her. "Is it still morning? It's noon, Theron. Take your brunch. I already ate my breakfast and my lunch earlier. Look at yourself, you've lost weight," she said. There was concern in her eyes. "I have no appetite
The day of our flight to New York arrived. Our things are ready. Actually, last night we prepared the things we will bring. Last week, I let Athara say goodbye to the church where she served. I felt a pain for my wife because I could see the sadness in her eyes when she said goodbye to the church. She did come home with red eyes and they were even swollen. We are sitting on the sofa today while our son is in the stroller busy playing with his robot. My eyes wandered all over the interior of the house. This house has become a part of my being. Here I felt the feeling of truly having a wife and a family. "I will surely miss this place, Athara," I said to my wife. She smiled before leaning into me. She smiled and at the same time as she smiled tears fell from her eyes. She forced a laugh. She immediately removed the tears that I guessed would also fall and follow her first tears. "Theron, don't even talk about the house. You know that this has become our home. This is where I fel
As we drove through the peaceful streets of Brookville, I couldn't help but feel grateful for everything we had. It had been a long day, but seeing Athara with Athro sound asleep in her arms made it all worth it.As we approached our house, I could see the lights on and a faint aroma of dinner being cooked wafted through the air. Athara smiled at me and I knew we were both looking forward to a relaxing evening at home.We parked the car and Athara carefully lifted Athro from his car seat, cradling him gently as we made our way to the front door. As we stepped inside, I felt a wave of calm wash over me. The familiar surroundings of our home never failed to make me feel at ease."Welcome home, my loves," came a familiar voice from the kitchen. It was Maid Tanna, our housekeeper and nanny. "Ma'am, Athara! I missed you so much!" she called my wife. She ran off to my wife and hugged her. They had an emotional reunion."Maid Tanna, I'm sorry for leaving you all like that. I miss you so muc
Every step felt heavy, and every breath seemed to burn my lungs as I walked through the dimly lit hallway. The weight of Samantha's threats echoed inside my mind, clouding my ability to think straight. Images of her cold and vicious eyes haunted me, flashing at the corners of my consciousness like malevolent lightning bolts.The possibility that she could hurt my wife and our little man Athro smothered me with a relentless dread. I paced back and forth in our living room, a prisoner of the thoughts stirring within me. The ticking of the clock on the wall only added to my anxiety, reminding me that time was slipping through my fingers like sand. Yet I knew that calling the authorities would only provoke Samantha's venomous wrath – she'd left that much clear.My wife had noticed my agitation, and despite her own fears, she strove to provide comfort. "Love," she said softly as she caressed my clenched fist, "we'll get through this together."Her gentle voice cut through the fog in my min
••Athara••As the days went by, my worries about Samantha only grew stronger. It was becoming increasingly clear that her interest in my husband Theron was more than just casual curiosity, it had an obsessive edge to it. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was watching us, monitoring our every move, just waiting for an opportunity to make a move.My concerns weren't just limited to Theron's safety, however. As a mother, I was constantly worried about the safety of our little man, Athro. The thought of Samantha posing any kind of harm to him was unbearable.I knew that I had to do something, but I wasn't sure what. Talking to Theron about it only seemed to make him more stressed, and I didn't want to cause him any unnecessary worry. Instead, I decided to be vigilant, keeping a close eye on Samantha and her movements.Days turned into weeks, and I would be lying if I said that it wasn't taking a toll on me. My constant worries and fears were beginning to impact my mental and physical h
As I woke up in the middle of the night, I was in a state of confusion and disorientation. My heart was racing as I tried to calm myself down and understand what had just happened. I then realized that it was just a dream, but the intensity of it left me shaken.In my dream, Samantha was chasing after our car, and it all ended in a terrible accident. The images were vivid and realistic, and I could picture Athro, our little man, being hurt badly. The dream was so real that I found myself crying, even though I knew that it was just a figment of my imagination.As I composed myself, I began to wonder if the dream was a sign of something. Was it my subconscious trying to tell me that something was wrong? Or was it just a random occurrence that held no meaning at all? The uncertainty of it left me restless, and I found it hard to go back to sleep.Eventually, I did fall back asleep, but the dream haunted me for days. It lingered in my mind, and I found myself constantly worrying about Ath
As Theron walked through the door, I could see the worry etched into his face. He hesitated for a moment before speaking, a sure sign that he needed to say something he knew I wouldn't want to hear."Can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, his voice low and hesitant.I nodded, feeling a knot of dread begin to form in my stomach. Theron had been doing business in Brookville for several months now, and while I had always been supportive of his ventures, lately my concerns had grown. Samantha, that evil woman with a dangerous grudge against our family, still resided in Brookville, and I worried that she may try to harm him in some way, especially now that he chose me rather than her."I need to go back to Brookville for a few days," Theron said, breaking into my thoughts. "There are a few things I need to take care of. Love, it's still about our business."I stared at him for a moment, feeling torn between my desire to keep him safe and my reluctance to interfere in his business dealin
Two years had come and gone since the untimely passing of my beloved husband, Theron. The pain of his absence still reverberated within me, but life went on, as it always does. I found solace in the comforting arms of our three children, Wisdom, Triumph, and Athro. Together, we stood strong, leaning on one another as we navigated the unpredictable journey of grief.In this time of sorrow, there was one constant source of support that held us all together: Mother Tanna. She had been my rock throughout this tumultuous period, offering her unwavering love and guidance when I needed it the most. Tanna had known Theron since we were young, and her bond with our family was unbreakable.On a sunny afternoon, as rays of golden light filtered through a canopy of trees, I found myself standing before Theron's grave. The marble headstone, etched with his name and the dates that bookended his life, stood as a somber reminder of our loss. I gently traced his name with my fingertips, a bittersweet
My heart was beating even faster than before. Earlier, the police with Theron were shooting against Herod's men. "Athara, are you still there?""Y-Yes, Theron. Are there more enemies?""Ugh...damn," Theron moaned weakly but surely in pain, making me stand up without thinking that an enemy might see me."Theron? What happened to you? Are you hurt?!" I asked him worriedly. "I-I am not," he said even though it was obvious that he was hurt. I held tightly to the end of the cement beds. Now I realize where I am. I was inside the morgue of this abandoned hospital. "Theron, do not lie! Are you hurt? Don't hide anything from me, Theron! What's happening to you?!""N-Nothing! Don't worry because I'm fine. The best thing you can do is to stay there and not come out!"I walked out of the morgue, my heart pounding in my chest. The sound of gunshots still echoed through the empty halls of the abandoned hospital, but my thoughts were solely focused on Theron. I knew deep down that he had been s
My right hand trembled as it swam inside my bag. I pulled my hand back when I caught the object I intended to pick up from it. It was my phone. I let out a sigh when my phone was in front of my face. "Love, we can not go ahead with the plan if you hesitate. We'll just find another way to catch Herodotus," Theron said to me as he grabbed my left hand that had fallen to the side of my body. I looked at him and smiled. "Theron, I don't hesitate. I just can't help but feel nervous and scared."He positioned himself behind me. He hugged me while his chin rested on my shoulder. "We can talk to Officer Lucas," he continued. I shook my head before facing him. I know that he was full of concern for me. The worries in his eyes were readable."I can't back down, Theron. It's here. We're here. If Herodotus doesn't put an end to his evil, I ... we will."He just smiled and pulled me closer to him. He gave me a tight hug. My nervousness and fear gradually disappeared because of my husband's hu
It was noticeable that my husband was not very energetic. I didn't talk to him and I didn't apologize after I slapped him. I'm tired of the setup of our life. It's tiring to hide. I think it's better to live like other people, that's why I've made up my mind to coordinate with the police to make Herodotus' greed over. I informed Mother Tanna of my plan. We are now sitting on a sofa. We are next to each other. My right hand was locked between her two palms. We stared at each other at this time. "Have you really made up your mind to do this thing, child?""Mother Tanna, I'm not backing down anymore. This is for my family. This is for all of us. I know it's scary but it's not right that we'll be afraid forever. I've always wanted all of this to end," I said. You can see the fear in Mother Tanna's eyes. He pressed holding my hand. "Child, how about your husband?"I pressed my lips together. I breathed deeply. "He's against my decision, mother. We haven't spoken for a few days after I
I kept staring at Lucas. I just saw his mouth open but what he was saying didn't sink into my mind. "What?"He adjusted his seat. "What I said is let's make your wife a bait. Athara is what he wanted to get from you, right? If he agrees to meet Athara, then surely that will be our chance to catch him completely."I stood up and immediately shook my head. His way of arresting Herodotus was wrong. My wife will be destroyed the way he wants. There's nonway I would let Athara be in that unsecured plan! "I'm sorry, Lucas. I won't bet my wife on this. What if my wife gets hurt? No way. I can't afford to lose Athara."Lucas gave me a blank look. I know he wants to go ahead with the plan. It was obvious to him that he wanted to convince me. "Look, Theron. Athara is the only way we can catch Herodotus. Security is tight at his house and I'm sure it will be difficult for us to get close to him because he is cunning.""I don't want Athara to be involved—""I will allow myself to be the bait
The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm golden glow across the city streets. It had been a long day, and I was eager to head home and find solace in the sanctuary of my humble abode. I stepped out of the office building, briefcase in hand, ready to leave this chaotic world behind.As I made my way towards the parking lot, a familiar unease nestled in the pit of my stomach. Glancing in the side mirror of my car, I caught a glimpse of a sleek, black sedan parked a few meters away. A chill ran down my spine as I recognized the license plate – it was Herodotus' car.Herodotus. The name alone sent shivers down my spine and evoked memories of a painful past. He was a man filled with darkness, an insidious force who sought to claim what was rightfully mine. And now, it seemed that he was lurking in the shadows once again, like a wolf patiently stalking its prey.I knew I couldn't afford to be complacent. Herodotus was relentless, a force to be reckoned with. He wouldn't stop until
I glanced over at Athara as she fastened her seatbelt. The worry etched on her face was plain to see. Herodotus's relentless pursuit had reached a dangerous level, and it was imperative that we stay together, even on a simple trip to the store. With a deep breath, I mustered up the courage to voice my concerns."Athara," I began softly, "we need to stick together. I don't want to alarm you, but Herodotus is looking for you. He's become obsessed, and I fear he might try to take you away."Athara's eyes widened, and I could see fear creeping into her gaze. I reached out and placed a reassuring hand on her arm, hoping to convey some semblance of comfort."I will, Theron. Don't worry" she whispered, her voice trembling. "What does he want with me anymore? He got your company and the trust of the board."I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. The truth was too complicated, too painful. Herodotus's motives remained shrouded in mystery, his obsession with Athara unfathomable."S
The water kissed my skin as I was under the shower. Tears were sprouting in the corner of my eyes and slowly forming transparent balls before they were rolling down my face. I knew that it would come to happen. I already accepted the fact that I couldn't please the board and they would wish me to leave my position, but I am not used to it. I remembered the moment that Mommy Thaira and Daddy Rondelle gave me the power to take care of the company. I poured my whole being into the company to improve it and achieve goals. I was the reason why the company was on top now. There are many things I want to happen and achieve as the CEO of the company, but I know they will never happen. I no longer have the right to decide what is good for the company because I am no longer in charge of it. I don't know why the board didn't want daddy to be the CEO again. What they really wanted was Herodotus. They chose Herodotus who was greedy and a traitor to lead the company. After I finished taking a
As the sun stretched its golden rays across the room, casting a warm glow over the embrace between Mommy Thaira, Daddy Rondelle, and our children, my heart swelled with a mixture of joy and apprehension. It had been days since their visit, and I had been eagerly awaiting this moment, longing to be in the presence of the ones who had showered me with love and affection. Little did I know that their visit would bring unsuspected turns, unraveling a tangled web of emotions.The laughter of our children echoed in the air as they clung tightly to their grandparents, their innocent faces filled with pure delight. "We miss you so much, kiddos!""We miss you too, granny and grappa!"It was a beautiful sight, one that filled my soul with immense gratitude that they had found such unconditional love in Mommy and Daddy. But beneath the joyous reunion, an underlying tension pulsed, making my heart race with anticipation.After the initial flurry of affectionate greetings, Mommy and Daddy asked f