Naomi’s POVIt had been two days now that Derrick had not visited. Although, just like he said, the guards were on standby always. They ignored my instructions because they were receiving orders directly from Derrick. Everything was going peacefully but also boring. If I was being honest with myself, I would say I miss Derrick a lot. I missed his presence in the house. I missed seeing him and Dean bond together, and I miss him trying to make him like him again. Maybe, he already succeeded in doing that and I was just denying what had already happened because I didn’t want to fall victim again. I didn’t want to repeat the cycle of our marriage. Yet, I knew the Derrick I was meeting was different from who he used to be. To add to my misery, Emily was out with a new boyfriend she just met. I tried to make her introduce him to us, but according to her, it wasn’t the right time for us to meet him. There was timing for everything, and the time for her to introduce him to us was no
Derrick’s POV“What are you doing here, Naomi,” I asked in surprise. Naomi had emphasized how she was never going to step foot in here again. Before she could respond or change her mind, I ushered them inside. Contrary to my reaction, I was glad to see them both in my place.Dean ran inside first, and Naomi followed behind in slow steps like it was forbidden for her to step into the house. I didn’t urge her to move faster or anything. I knew it must have taken her a lot of courage to finally make the decision to come in. I followed behind her slowly as her gaze settled on everything on the way. She was awfully silent. I can’t imagine what was going through her head at that moment.She sat at the chair closest to the door. “Where are all the maids? Everywhere is quiet.”Five years ago, the house was always busy and noisy, but Diana and I decided that we did not need all those maids tending to us when it was just two of us. “We don’t have maids anymore.”Her eyes widened in disb
Derrick’s POV“I told you this is all about me. It has nothing to do with Naomi or Dean. Anyone threatening them is because of me.”Ricky lifted the glass of bottle to his mouth and leaned in his chair. “I told you that having extra bodyguards would show that you are interested in playing this game with whoever this is. Now, he or she has included you in the game. What are you going to do?”I sighed, and then clutch my hand in a fist, “I swear. I am going to kill this motherfucker.”Ricky smiled, “Won’t you find him or her first before planning your grand move to kill the person.”I glared at him. “Are you having fun with this? Is this fun to you?”He raised his hands up in surrender. “Chill men, I already told you it was a game from the beginning. You are only deeper in this mess because you failed to listen to me. What was I supposed to do?”I leaned in too but didn’t touch my drink. “So, what do you suggest we do? How can we get whoever this person is?”He smirked, “I d
Naomi’s POVThere were some things that one couldn’t be subtle about, especially when they have been doing the opposite of the thing for a long time. It only tended to look stranger. So, I could easily tell that Derrick was avoiding us. Whatever the reason was, I had no idea. He stopped coming over to visit or trying to get closer to Dean. He finally withdraws all the bodyguards he had appointed to be guarding us. The bodyguards he had refused to withdraw even when I begged him. Now that we were getting used to them being around, he decided to withdraw them. I already knew some by their names, too. It was as if he was abandoning us all over, which was good.It didn’t feel good, but it was good. Thankfully, I haven’t told Dean about Derrick being his father, yet he greatly missed Derrick. Every day, he kept on asking if there was any way he could visit Derrick’s house again, but I told him that he was too busy to accept visitors. When I ran out of excuses, I told him Derrick had travel
Naomi’s POV I stared at my laptop while my hand lingered on the space key. This was the first time I felt an urgent need to work on my story. Still, I couldn’t seem to type anything because my mind kept returning to Em’s words: what if something happened to Derrick, and I could have saved him from whatever it was? But because I was here thinking the worst of him, I could not. I shook my head again. I was in denial of what to do. When I came back to Arnold City, the last thing I wanted was to associate myself with Derrick, but it looked like he was the most important thing on my mind now, which seemed wrong. I closed my laptop and went to Dean’s room. He was sound asleep on his bed. He was acting strange; he sleeps more now than play, and going to Em’s place hadn’t improved his mood as I expected. I stared at him for a while before deciding to prepare his favorite to lighten up his mood. It had worked previously, and I had no doubt it would work again. So, hoping to take my mind o
Dean’s POVMy eyes moved to the top of the bar, transforming into a frown when I couldn’t see any bottle of alcohol. Recently, what I did mostly was lose myself in a bottle and sleep. Thankfully, I had a capable assistant ready to help me with work, and he had been doing well. So, I trust him.Staying away from Naomi for the second time seemed more difficult than the first time. I hated that I couldn’t see Dean, too, and numerous times, one of my guys came back with information about their well-being. I couldn’t leave them completely alone with security, so I had a guy keeping an eye on them in case of any danger.The only pleasing news was the fact that there was no threat to them any longer. Naomi was at ease now that she had withdrawn the service of Dean’s bodyguard. Yet, I didn’t like that it was keeping us apart. I wanted to see them daily.Diana must have been the one who kept the bottles from me. She had complained about my health, but it was all I could do to keep myself from
Naomi’s POVI stared at Derrick in disbelief. He was still as selfish as ever. My head felt heavy. What if he had planned on stealing Dean from me? I don’t think I can survive without Dean. I wanted to speak, but he wasn’t done talking.“You separated me from my son for five years, and here you’re trying to do it again.”What? I separated him from his son. I couldn’t believe he was saying, “You abandoned us. I didn’t separate you guys.”His long fingers got lost in his hair, and he sighed, “Look, Naomi. I don’t want to argue with you at the moment. That’s the last thing I wanted.”I shook my head, “It’s always been about what you want and need. When you needed a wife, your grandmother got you one. Now, you feel you need me, you came to me. When you feel like you no longer needed us, you decided to be absent in our lives. I can’t give my son such life; a life where he only sees his father when he needs him.”Derrick took long strides to his bar and started searching for something befor
Derrick’s POV “What do you guys think you are doing together?” Ricky asked as he sipped his drink. We’re currently in the VIP section of my club, and I have instructed them not to allow any other person in. It’s just the three of us. The VIP section was soundproof, so there was no way any sound could come in. It was exactly what I wanted. Naomi rolled her eyes at him. I sighed, “I don’t think I can stay away from my family. Your plan sucks. We need another plan. Why should I suffer because of some fucker?” I know he was just trying to help, but it wasn’t easy to stay away from those I wanted to be closest to. Ricky gaze moved from Naomi to me. He leaned in and whispered, “You were fine staying away from her for five years, but suddenly you can’t endure two weeks.” I could see the curiosity in Naomi’s eyes; she wanted to know what he said. I sat up straight. I don’t intend to hide anything from her, especially since she greatly doubts me because of our past. I want to be honest wit
Naomi’s PovEverywhere was silent and the fact that it was all white made me feel a bit dizzy. I updated Derrick as I waited for the nurse to bring in Sandy.While awaiting trial, she was diagnosed with some kind of mental issue and was immediately transferred to a psychiatric hospital.I wasn’t supposed to be visiting her according to Derrick. I needed to stay far away from her, but I couldn’t help but be curious. I needed to know why she did that to me. I had expected it from Maya but never from Sandy.The banging of the door made me look up. Sandy was dressed in all white overall, her hair packed to one side with a cloth. Her face was bare. I had never seen her without makeup. She always wore it. She looked like a totally different person without her makeup. “Looks who’s here?” She said in a sing-song.The nurse left her, “Be careful. She’s getting better, but she isn’t well yet.”With that, she was gone.For a few minutes, I stared at the woman who made my life miserable these pa
Nomi's POVI paced my room as I waited for another message from Derrick. Ever since he claimed he needed to make a move, there was no message from him, which only raised my anxiety.I hated that he was putting himself in danger, but there was no other option. I had checked the location he shared with me, and I knew he had left the club hours ago, but now the blue dot on the map just sat in a place. He hadn’t moved from where he was for hours.There was no way Derrick wouldn’t have sent me a message to tell me what was going on with him, especially when I had sent him a message.I called Ricky. Immediately he picked up, and before I could ask him any question, he asked me first, “Did you hear from Derrick?”I could literally hear my heartbeat, “That was the reason I called you. He’s in some strange location that isn’t the club, and he isn’t picking up his calls. I’m afraid.”“I get you. Derrick sent me some pictures he found in Sandy’s room. He should be coming back unless he has been
Derrick’s POVTempting SandyI could hardly believe I was doing this again. I was back at the club, but this time to trap someone else entirely. Naomi had shown me various pictures of Sandy, she believed it would make it easier for me to identify her. And although it was the last thing I wanted, I could easily recognize her with my eyes closed.When she walked into the club with her out-of-shape dress, it only cemented the idea that she truly was the one after us. How could a woman dress that way and expect any man to be attracted to her?I had intentionally sat at an open place, so she could spot me whenever she came in. If truly she was attracted to me, she should be eager to garnish my attention, not knowing she was walking into a trap.But when our eyes met, she looked away.I sip a bit of my drink with renewed interest. Did she do that intentionally or are we just suspecting the wrong person?I spent hours waiting for her to make a move, but she didn’t. She had drank, danced, and
Naomi’s POV“You can’t mean Sandy.”The room was silent momentarily before Derrick nodded, “Of course, I meant her. Doesn’t she know you as much as Maya does?”She does, but Sandy is nothing like Maya. She was satisfied with what she had. She never craved what belonged to someone else. Someone like her won’t ever play a game like this. She was the peacekeeper in the group. Yet, I couldn’t open my mouth to justify her. We were talking about my son’s welfare. So I am open to all possibilities. It would be heartbreaking to discover this was truly Sandy.“But…” I opened my mouth to talk but the expression on everyone’s face told me not to try it.“So, we know that. What do we do?” Diana asked. She clung to Ricky, but the last thing on my mind was asking what was happening between them. I was more bothered about my child than their relationship.“We pretend we don’t know about it and set the same trap for her.”“But what if we are wrong again?” I can’t curb it.What if we are barking the w
Naomi’s POVI saw it. I was bothered because I hadn't heard from Derrick, and he hadn’t called. So, after putting Dean to bed, I came back to wait for him. It was the sound of the car that alerted me. I was waiting for him in the living room when I heard it. I jumped up from my seat to check if it was truly him, and that was when I saw him holding the same package. I recognized it now as I had stared at numerous of it and the image had found a way to stick to my head. So, I knew what he was holding.I expected him to come in, but he had gone back to his car and drove off. It kept me awake all night.‘What could have been in that package?’‘Did we get the wrong person?’‘What was going on?’‘Why didn’t Derrick come in to show it to me?’‘Why did he leave without saying anything?’A little tap behind me brought me back and made me realize that the egg I was frying was burnt beyond recognition.“Mum, What’s wrong?”I could list a lot of things that I thought were wrong in my head, but I
Derrick’s POVI had spent an hour discussing on an online meeting before Ricky stumbled to the living room in just his underwear. At first, he didn’t see me as his eyes were shut and he moved like he was being pushed towards his kitchen. I watched him finish a bottle of water before he opened his eyes. When he turned and saw me, he almost fell, making my smirk grow. It wasn’t every time I was able to surprise him, but getting such a reaction out of him made me momentarily forget what I was going through.“Dude, what are you doing in here?”I cocked a brow at him, “I should be asking what you were doing up there, but I don’t want to know. It gross just thinking about it.”He placed his finger into his hair before moving beside me, “Don’t tell me you have been here for a while?”I raised my hand. I am not saying a word.He smirked, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I had no idea how you were going to react and I didn’t want to add something else to everything going on around you.”I nodded,
Derrick’s P.O.V.My head aches; it doesn’t help that Maya or whatever she was called kept talking about herself. I’ve never met anyone so self-absorbed before. She thought I was into her and decided to tell me more about herself. It was a pity that I barely listened to whatever she was saying, but I bobbed my head up and down to encourage. If I was going to play this pretense game, then I might as well play it well.I was more than thankful when we finally pulled in front of her house. Excitedly, she opened the door and was bouncing on her feet when I got down. She made a show of linking our hands as we moved into her apartment.I looked around. It was a story-building apartment, but it should be easy enough to cover up immediately. I just needed to find evidence, and I’m out of there.Her apartment looked neat enough as if she expected to bring someone back home. It also smelled nice. I stood in the middle of the sitting room, not trying to feel comfortable. She looked around and no
Maya’s P.O.V.When I heard Derrick had returned to the club, I didn’t believe it at first. Everyone knew how he was hanged over Naomi, and he suddenly changed after she came back to town, so I gave up on going to the club to get his attention.There was no use; he was never there in the first place. He was too busy going over to Naomi to see any other person, and I didn’t see the need to hang onto a man who barely had time for me. I had almost given up on becoming Mrs. Boone until Naomi came over to my party to make that mess. It was embarrassing but also an eye-opener that she was finally having issues with Derrick and my opportunity to get him.It was annoying thinking of her as Mrs. Boone. If anyone deserved that position, it was me. I was prettier, and I always dated the best guy while we were at school. So, it was surprising to hear that Naomi had gotten married to him. I loathed that and desperately wanted to separate them. Luckily for me, I was able to separate them, but that d
Derrick’s POVI was back in the office, and I already missed Naomi. I missed having her close to me always, but we needed to do this, and I needed to give the crazy woman the courage to approach me. According to Naomi, staying away from her for a bit would encourage her to approach me, but I doubted it.Thankfully, I was lost at work to keep staring at time, and it helped me miss Naomi less. I had to keep my phone from me so I wouldn’t call her while working.After work, I called Ricky to hang out together at the club. From experience, I knew the easiest way for women to approach me was at the club. If I started frequently the club again, soon there would be rumors, and more ladies would approach me.I have visited the club for a week now and haven’t seen the freak. Lots of girls had approached me, and I had pretended to be into them, but it was disgusting when all I could think of was Naomi. I called her daily to make sure Dean was alright and to check if there was any new threat, bu