Naomi's POVChapter SevenI shut the door and rested on it. The only words ringing in my ears are, you are always in my dreams. How could he say that to me? How could he try to make me feel as if I was important to him? Like he missed me? I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to play games to get me back in his bed, treat me like trash and dispose of me whenever he was tired of having me. But, I won't give him the satisfaction of that. Dean moved closer to me. "Mummy, are you okay?'I nodded, pulling him closer to me. He hugged me quietly and I thank God he was in my life. He was the only thing I got out of my marriage to Derrick that gives me joy and that was why I am hiding him from anyone that would see the resemblance he had with the Boone. Honestly, I am surprised Derrick was unable to identify him soon but it's all for my benefit. After soaking him in for a few minutes, Dean got tired of hugging me, so he released himself from me. " Mummy, should we call Emily?"He di
Chapter Eight Derrick's POV"What do you think children like?"Diana paused the movie she was watching on Netflix to stare at me. She stared too long that I had no option but to ask her what was wrong. "What did you just ask me?"I sighed, she knew I hate repeating myself and that was exactly what she wanted me to do. Repeat what I just said. If it wasn't so important to me, I would have ignored her to do something else but I needed to know this so that I can capture Naomi's son's heart. Then I can finally capture Naomi's heart too, which is the only thing I can think of. It's not that I love her, I am just addicted to her maybe because we have once been married. All I know was I want her back and I was going to do everything I can to have her back even if I have to repeat myself to my dumb sister. "I said, what do you think children like?" this time I glared at her indicating that I won't repeat myself anymore. She smiled, "Why do you want to know that? Why do you think I w
Naomi's POV"Who are you?" Emily's voice was loud. I ran out of my study room to the door. Dean was hot behind me trying to be the man of the house. I found it funny and cute whenever he acts that way. "What's wrong Emily?" Her back was turned to me and she was blocking whoever was at the other side of the door. The way she placed her on her hips showed that she was having a heated argument with whoever it was at the other side of the door. It was Dean that finally got her attention. She allowed Dean to stand beside her while ignoring my question. That did nothing but raise my curiosity. Who can be annoying Emily already on her first day?"What are you doing in our house?" I heard Dean's question and I know that I already knew who was by the door. I smiled. My avengers were fighting for me. "Can I come in first and where is Naomi? I would prefer speaking to her than to some stranger." Derrick's voice was harsh. I could easily tell that he was angry but for some reason. That ma
Derrick's POV"Let's get married."Naomi looked shocked at first but then she started laughing. She laughed until she had to support herself with the Sofa. I had no idea what was so funny to make her laugh so hard but I was serious. So I waited for her to finish laughing, so we can have a serious conversation. After a while, she finally seemed tired of laughing. She sat on the sofa and glared at me. "Are you kidding me right now?" I shook my head."Why would I want to marry you again? Why would I want to put myself in such misery again?"What misery? I know we didn't marry for love like a lot of couples but our relationship was that of mutual understanding. I know my grandmother had forced her to marry me or maybe bought her to marry me but we were having fun. I mean the sex was so good. "What misery? We were happy together. You have all that you wanted. There were maids at your beck and call. They were servants. All you just do is stay indoors to satisfy your husband. A lot of wo
Naomi's POVMarry him again. Marry him AGAIN!That had to be the worst joke I have ever heard. The first time was a mistake and there was no way I will ever be willing to be in a relationship with Derrick again. Even if I was forced again. I won't marry him. Emily was silent beside me. I guess she knew what was going on in my head. "What do you guys do for fun here?" She said with a forced smile. "Dean! Dean!"Soon, Dean's small feet sound was heard in the house. I tried getting my mind off Derrick's impromptu proposal and focused on Dean that was pouting in front of me. "Will you go out?"He nodded. "What about mummy? Is she going too?"He looks expectedly at me. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to go out. I just want to go inside, curl on my bed and watch a movie or read a novel. Something that would take me away from the reality I was living. Dean knew I was mostly indoors whenever he went out with Emily. Yet, he gave me his puppy look. My favourite one. The one I a
Naomi's POVDesmond was feeling himself. He took us to a private spot and ordered what he referred to as the best delicacy in town. I was not touched or buttered up. I just want to go home and have a lovely night; which consists of having junk food and probably a nice erotic novel in my lap. I have successfully exhausted my going-out bundle. Emily on the other hand was having fun. She smiled at everything Desmond did and made a show of dragging me into their conversation. Even when he was saying what I considered boring, she laughed too hard, clutching her stomach as if she was in pain from laughing a lot. I know all of her tricks and I wasn't moved at that moment. She was trying to set me up with this stranger. Someone we just met, not up to two hours. I wasn't that desperate for a man in my life. The things in front of Dean were the only thing he cares for at that moment. He was out of our world and focusing mainly on the things he had plans to finish from the way he was demolishi
Derrick’s POVAssociating with others was definitely the last thing on my mind. I had thought it was an opportunity for me to rid my mind of Naomi but with the way, I keep thinking about how. I can clearly say it was futile. There was no need to hide it, everything about the party was boring. I was not feeling too good about listening to what anyone had to say. I just wanted to go home or maybe see Naomi.It looked as if I have been infected with a virus known as Naomi’s virus.“Do you need more drinks, dear?” Sharon’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. The night was definitely not going my way. When I asked my assistant to call Sharon as my escort. I thought she would be able to steer my thought away from Naomi a bit. In Naomi’s absence, the only woman whose arm I had found little comfort in was Sharon’s but now it felt like every other lady’s arm to me. “I think I am okay.”“Are you sure?” She was trying to sit on my legs now. If it was any other day, I would have gladl
Naomi’s POVIt took us so long to finally escape the clutches of Desmond. He was such a charmer that he had both Emily and Dean fall for him in a short time. I on the other hand was the tough nut to crack. I couldn’t believe Emily would go to that extent to find a man for me.“Are you guys having fun?” he asked for the fifth time. It was as if he was making sure to be polite and having this perfect unplanned date. I could start listing all the things we have done today after dinner. We went horse riding. Dean had giggled all through that and Desmond had ridden the same horse with him claiming it was men’s moment. Dean smiled, talked, and laughed with him the way he did with Emily as if they had known each other for a long time. We build a sand castle, and if I was been honest with myself that was the part I had fun most. I had forgotten about my plans to go back home and rest. We build four castles – one for each of us, and we all assisted Dean in building his. I called min
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