(Stephen's POV)A few months after our wedding took place, my wife rested her head on my thighs as I caressed her protruded belly while watching our favorite family show.The doctor said her due date was just two days from now according to the gynecologist, and I was doing my best to ensure she witnessed no pain.The show's opening scenes played out, and the triplets wriggled and giggled between us, seemingly just as eager to enjoy the film.Suddenly, a hushed gasp escaped Kendall's lips, her hand instinctively reaching for her belly. I felt her tense against me, and then it happened, a rush of warm liquid and soft pop. Panic surged through me as her water broke right there on the couch."Ken, are you okay?" I asked, trying to hide my alarm.She managed a weak smile, her breathing becoming uneven as her contractions started. "I think... think it's time."My heart raced as I scrambled to my feet. Gab sprang up immediately too.My eyes darted between my wife and the kids, who were now
(Stephen's POV) - A YEAR AFTERMy wife and I stood side by side in front of the full-length mirror, a flurry of excitement in the air. Tonight was a momentous occasion; the event we had been planning and looking forward to for weeks. The merging of our companies was a significant step forward, and this party was our chance to celebrate with colleagues, friends, and loved ones. I adjusted my tie, glancing at my reflection, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves. "How do I look?" I asked, half-jokingly.Kendall turned to me, a playful smile on her lips. "You clean up pretty well, I must admit."Chuckling, I gave her a mock bow. "And you, my dear, look stunning." And she did — her red silk gown cascading elegantly to the floor, a perfect match for the occasion.She blushed and turned back to the mirror, fussing with her hair. "I hope I'm not overdressed. Isn't this jewelry a little too much?"I stepped closer and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and a soft kiss on her neck
(Kendall"s POV)"Right from the moment you stepped into my office, I could tell you are anxious but you've to put your mind at rest.""Not until I hear the outcome of the result," I replied, taking a glance at the medical charts that hung on his wall and balancing on the seat."Hmm! The result of the test we carried out a fortnight ago…" Dr. Ronald, our family doctor, paused as he removed his medicated spectacles, cleaned it and perched it on his nose again.While he paused, my heart began to pound in my chest and I waited for him to continue but he didn't."What was it?" I asked, my voice quavered and I clutched the handle of my bag."The result shows you are eight weeks pregnant!" he blurted with lines of ecstasy beaming on his face."I'm eight weeks pregnant?" My ears widened in shock and my heart leaped with joy as the anxiety which had engulfed me faded away."Dr. Ronald. Are you sure about this? Are you sure it isn't ovarian cancer?"Ever since I started to have some funny sympto
(Stephen's POV)The desire to ease my sexual tensions engulfed me as I climbed out of bed, stepping carefully on the shards of alcohol bottles lying on the floor, and darted to the bathroom for a warm quick bath.After I was done bathing, I scurried back to the bedroom and ransacked the whole closet for something to wear to the whore house.I could have phoned my "special maids" who always ensured they satisfied my sexual cravings in the process of dressing me up, but I was tired of grabbing the same backsides and tangerines every day.I wanted someone new. Someone different like a wild slut out there.Finally, I donned blue jeans and a black hoodie, accentuating it with a black face cap, and smirked at the mirror for the umpteenth time.As I tilted over the shoe rack to pick my favorite pair of black sneakers, my phone began to ring incessantly and I was forced to straighten upright and fetch the phone which was at the extreme end of the bed."Good evening, sir." My secretary's voice
(Kendall's POV)Without turning my head to look at the news being reported behind me, I made the payment with an overwhelmed uneasiness. I was afraid the owner was famous and I might be caught on my way home since the hospital was a stone's throw from the whorehouse. Distraught, I prayed I hadn't gotten myself into trouble.Laura was discharged, and we journeyed home after I checked up on Flora and Claura."Good afternoon, Mama," Laura greeted Gabriella as soon as we stepped inside the small wooden house, surrounded by bamboo trees, and I laid her on the tattered sofa."How's your body, daughter?"Lines of happiness plastered all over Gab's wrinkled face. It showed she was ecstatic to see my daughter hale and hearty again after she witnessed her collapse the previous night. I had just returned from a tech company where I submitted an application letter when Laura crumbled to the ground. The doctor said she was malnourished."Mama, I'm fine.""Let me get you something to drink," Gab o
(Stephen's POV)"Wow!" I muttered under my breath, quaffing pints of alcohol as I watched the contestants perform in the studio room from my computer. "This is the fucking bitch who stole my wallet and made me file a report!" I cussed with a tinge of asperity. Regarding the wallet this white woman had stolen, it wasn't the cash contained in it that pained me. As a matter of fact, I loathed going around with cash but that night happened without a plausible reason.It was the confidential information I had absentmindedly written on the incomplete identification card that I feared could be leaked if it fell into the wrong hands. And I couldn't trust the one-night stand who appeared so desperate.The card contained the code for one of the company's forthcoming projects. It used to be Dad's idea before he got involved in a car accident, and for all I cared after I got rid of my hangover, I realized she could have been sent from my rival companies to deal with me. Who knew if she was als
(Kendall's POV )"What have I gotten myself into?" I muttered under my breath as I fidgeted at the sight of the policeman. At first, I thought Stephen was joking about his last statement but it turned out that he wasn't."Just three seconds," he reiterated and smirked and he raised three fingers to show that he really meant it.Averting my eyeballs from him to the policemen who looked as though they were predators ready to hunt down their prey. "Good morning sir. Where is the thief?" asked the eldest policeman with a protruding belly and silence answered me.In a whisper, Stephen leaned over the table, wore scorn on his face, and uttered emphasizing each word, "You would not want me to mention your name. Would you?"Transfixed, I gazed into his hazel eyeballs and heaved a breath of frustration. I feared my next reply would be what might be the end of me. If I said no, this callous man could get me arrested and just like he said, I'd rot in jail.I wouldn't be able to pay my children'
(Kendall's POV)When I got home that night, Laura had slept and Gabriella was outside the house, waiting for me. Despite the warm blanket she had on, she was shivering badly, and I could tell she was hoping to hear a piece of good news from me. How I wished it was indeed a good news."Good evening, mama," I greeted, taking a seat beside her on the pavement."Good evening, Ken."She had the ability to study my countenance, hence, she didn't bother to ask me how the interview had gone. She knew if she asked about it after clearly noticing how bitter I was, I could burst into tears trying to explain just like I used to.She was understanding and I loved her very much for that."It's cold out here. You should have waited for me inside. I do not want you to catch a cold, Gab." The words came out in a low tone."My daughter, I'm fine. My mind has not been at rest since you have not come home and I know you would be very hungry by the time you arrive so I left your meal on the table," she ut
(Stephen's POV) - A YEAR AFTERMy wife and I stood side by side in front of the full-length mirror, a flurry of excitement in the air. Tonight was a momentous occasion; the event we had been planning and looking forward to for weeks. The merging of our companies was a significant step forward, and this party was our chance to celebrate with colleagues, friends, and loved ones. I adjusted my tie, glancing at my reflection, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves. "How do I look?" I asked, half-jokingly.Kendall turned to me, a playful smile on her lips. "You clean up pretty well, I must admit."Chuckling, I gave her a mock bow. "And you, my dear, look stunning." And she did — her red silk gown cascading elegantly to the floor, a perfect match for the occasion.She blushed and turned back to the mirror, fussing with her hair. "I hope I'm not overdressed. Isn't this jewelry a little too much?"I stepped closer and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and a soft kiss on her neck
(Stephen's POV)A few months after our wedding took place, my wife rested her head on my thighs as I caressed her protruded belly while watching our favorite family show.The doctor said her due date was just two days from now according to the gynecologist, and I was doing my best to ensure she witnessed no pain.The show's opening scenes played out, and the triplets wriggled and giggled between us, seemingly just as eager to enjoy the film.Suddenly, a hushed gasp escaped Kendall's lips, her hand instinctively reaching for her belly. I felt her tense against me, and then it happened, a rush of warm liquid and soft pop. Panic surged through me as her water broke right there on the couch."Ken, are you okay?" I asked, trying to hide my alarm.She managed a weak smile, her breathing becoming uneven as her contractions started. "I think... think it's time."My heart raced as I scrambled to my feet. Gab sprang up immediately too.My eyes darted between my wife and the kids, who were now
(Kendall's POV)My eyes sprung open, welcomed by the warm greetings of my little darlings as I exited the dreamland.Each of them held a unique bouquet and my all-time favorite chocolate bars, their faces beaming with smiles, reflecting the love and excitement that filled the air.I rubbed off my eyes and sat upright. "Good morning, my babies. How was your night's rest?""It was nice," they chorused.What's the occasion, little angels?" I asked after seeing the boxes of pizzas and strawberries beside me too. "Are these all for mummy?""Yes, mummy, look! I picked these sunflowers for you because they're as bright and beautiful as you!" Laura replied, her voice clear and smart as always."And I brought these roses for you too, Mummy. I want you to always be happy." Claura gently added."And what do we have here?" I asked, my gaze turned to Flora."Wildflowers, Mom," she responded, smiling as she stretched it towards me. "We picked them from the garden."Taking the flowers from each of t
(Kendall's POV)I returned to our master bedroom after checking up on the girls, my body heavy with the weight of the pregnancy and I felt relieved that Gab was already taking care of their baths.Since we came back to Mexico, putting things in order has been my hobby and a way of releasing the stress that comes with additional lives in the belly. Moreover, this was like an exercise.After the room felt just right, I decided it was time for a bit of relaxation and the idea of a warm bath was too tempting to resist, given the ache in my back and the swelling of my feet.Slowly, I undressed and stepped into the soothing embrace of the bathwater. The gentle lap of water against the sides of the tub created a calming rhythm, and soon I stepped out of the bathtub, feeling rejuvenated.Wrapping myself in a soft towel, I moved back to the room and began applying fragrant body cream to my skin. Just as I was lost in the soothing sensation, the door creaked open. I turned, surprised to see St
(Stephen's POV)After Kendall finished hurling the words she couldn't say when she caught them together, we left and prepared ourselves back to Mexico.A few weeks after we flew back to Mexico, I stepped into the gym, and the soft glow of the overhead lights illuminated the sleek exercise equipment that lined the room. The rubber mat beneath my feet was cool to the touch as I climbed the treadmill. With a flick of a switch, the machine hummed to life and I adjusted the settings.As I started jogging, the steady rhythm of my footsteps matched the beat of my heart. The view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows revealed my tranquil garden, still shrouded in the morning mist.The gentle whirring of the elliptical machine in the corner called out to me. Transitioning smoothly, I moved to the machine, gripping the handles as I began to pedal. The low hum of the machine and the focused burn in my muscles created a serene sense of accomplishment.Sweat began to form on my brow as the minute
Kendall's POVI woke up to the sound of a familiar voice, a voice that had become a comforting presence in my life."Arise and shine, Mrs. De La Cruz."As I blinked my eyes open, I saw Stephen humming one of my favorite songs delightfully, a song he knew I loved as he placed a tray of food on the stool close to the bed. Awwwn!."Behold the queen of the empire. Mrs. De La Cruz is awake," he uttered dramatically.I watched as he approached, his eyes never leaving mine, his love and care palpable in every step he took.The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on his tousled hair and the gentle smile on his lips. The aroma of freshly cooked breakfast wafted through the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation.With a gentle chuckle, he leaned over me, planting kisses all over my face as his fingers brushed against mine in a tender caress."What do we have here? You cooked?" I asked, surprised, butterflies dancing in my heart as I chuckled shyly."Just for t
(Kendall's POV)It's been over two weeks since I had been in the hospital and we're ready to leave as Gab folded my things into a packing bag. Staring out of the glass window, my heart leaped with joy that the gloomy days were over. The thought that I had forgotten who my triplets, Gab and even Stephen were caused a crack in my happy heart.I wondered why I'd be waking up uttering Fred's name. I hoped Stephen wasn't sad about it at present because I'd have flared up if he had to be in my shoes and he began to clamor Jessica's name.Also hearing the information about Antonio, I was devastated. Stephen held him in high esteem and I felt very annoyed knowing that he had ulterior motives for all he did. Very sad."Forget the past, Kendall, it's a new start now. Life has given you another chance. Don't contaminate it with the past." I cautioned myself as I rubbed my baby bump that was beginning to shoot out."Oh! You're set," the doctor voiced immediately as she entered the room, almost s
(Stephen's POV)What! I glared intensely with my mouth slightly opened as the prosecutor revealed that Antonio was in communication with Frederick and Antonio.Why didn't Jeff mention when he called me about the kids earlier?As I sat down, I wanted to yell out to the world, my heart sinking in betrayal. I suspired and managed to comport myself so as not to disturb the stillness of the courtroom."Why did you not tell me about the third party?" I growled at the prosecutor's attorney, who was smiling in victory at the way he handled the case immediately after the court session was over."I am sorry, Mr. De La Cruz. I found out, just a few minutes into the court session.""You still should have…"Just then, I was interrupted by the dinging notifications of my phone buzzing and it was from Jeff.My heart skipped a beat as I read the message. "Found him. Arrested. At the NYPD's 23rd Precinct. I will give you details when I see you."Adrenaline surged through my veins as I walked hurriedly
(Frederick's POV)I sat behind the well of the courtroom, hovering my eyes around as I floated in the turmoil of sad emotions with the depths of guilt and regret pressed down on me.All evidence was clearly against me, although there were no witnesses in the murder case. My notebook, the fingerprints, everything pointed to me.While I sank in my misery with sadness written all over my face, a few inches beside me, Anna also sat in the dock, her face void of any remorse. She looked ready for anything that came up as her arms crossed against each other.On the other end of the docks was a lady named Jessica and two young ladies I leaned were her spies both at Stephen's workplace and home. They had been orchestrating some evil plans toward Stephen and Kendall.I switched my eyes back to the jury. Their eyes bore into me, a mix of curiosity, judgment, and perhaps even a hint of pity. The courtroom felt suffocating as if the air itself was tainted by the terrible deeds I had committed."OR