Rachel opened up the package she had ordered. With scissors, she ripped apart the tape that sealed the new painting tools she had bought the previous day. She had recently grown a desire for watercolor painting and wanted to give it a try. A thought from the previous day flashed through her mind and she shook her head, laughing. It was George…. He had ranted about the fact that she hardly bought anything for herself. "What's the point of having so much money if it can't be spent?" He had frowned at her, like she was crazy. "Don't you need new clothes, shoes, bags…you know, all those 'women' stuff?" "I don't need those things yet, really" Rachel had replied "Besides, I'm not the one with so much money, it's you th—" "So what are you waiting for? Spend my money if you need anything important. You can always ask me for my Debit card whenever you want." Rachel had stared, wide-eyed, at him and remained silent. He wanted her to spend his money? It felt weird, maybe it was because she h
"Was there any need for that? The way you acted yesterday at the lunch party?" Morris remarked before gulping down a mouthful of water."I see no problem with what I did. It was useful in knowing if Rachel really plans to stay here beyond one year" Judith answered. She skimmed over the fashion magazine that lay open in front of her. "With how everything turned out at the lunch party, we have the answer we need""What answer are you talking about?" "Based on our last discussion, I can clearly see they have feelings for each other. I am sure she would want to stay married to him for a very long time, beyond the one year contract. And I can't sit back and let that happen" Judith murmured, frowning at him.Morris remained silent. His fingers tapped lightly on the wooden table beside him, something he did whenever he was thinking deeply. Things were not going as smoothly as he had expected, he had been too impulsive all these years and it was costing him now."It's all because you've been
"Are you sure you want to see him?" Rachel asked, glancing at George as he placed his hands on the steering wheel, getting ready for their short trip to the prison where her father stayed."Of course, I am." George turned to look at her. "I'm actually expecting you to scold me for just doing this now. This is something I should have done a long time ago, since we got married. We've been together for almost five months and I have never set my eyes on your father. It doesn't make any sense. Don't try to talk me out of it, I'm going there today"Rachel sighed "I'm not talking you out of it. I understand. I am just wondering if you'll feel comfortable seeing him since it's been a whole five years since you last saw him. But it's alright, let's get going"George turned on the ignition and drove out. Rachel chatted about other things but he was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't comment much."Are you nervous?" Rachel's voice broke through his thoughts making him look at her for a s
"You— you love me?" George muttered, tracing his thumb softly on her cheek. "I don't irritate you? You know, my scars, my face? You could have a better looking m—""I love you like that. With your scars and all of that. I still love you, George"George still couldn't believe it. "But I'm not the kind of m—"Rachel pulled his head down and pressed her lips to his. She did not need a better looking man, she just wanted him by her side. She didn't know how it happened, but she had fallen in love with him despite how much she didn't want to. She would face reality later, for now she wanted him. She desired him. Rachel moved her tongue, tracing it around the seams of his lips. She smiled when she heard him groan in response, he parted his lips and covered her lips with his mouth, kissing her back. His hand slid down her warm back and he reached for the zipper of her dress. Tugging it forcefully, he pulled it down, wanting to feel her naked breasts against his chest. He pushed the dress d
Spring, 1999Judith paced around her small room, bringing her hands up to rest on her belly. Why was it taking so long for Morris to come and visit her? Had he finally abandoned her? It had been seven years since he married Patricia and she was still here waiting for him to fulfill his promise to her. He told her he would marry her, she was the one he really wanted by his side, not Patricia. Ugh!! That woman made her skin crawl. Who was she to think she could have everything she wanted? Patricia had everything any woman could dream of, she had everything Judith wanted. Her parents were extra rich, like the kind of wealth only a few could dream of. And not just that, they had willed a multimillion dollar company over to her from one of their many companies. And to top it all, Patricia was married to the man to the man she loved….The only problem here was that Morris didn't love Patricia, he loved her and that was the only power she held over her boss, Patricia. Yes!! She used to work
Spring, 1999Morris's head snapped instantly and his blood went cold. "Pregnant? What did you just say?" He chuckled loudly, he was sure he heard the wrong thing.Judith glared at him "I said I am pregnant Morris. I can't hide it any longer, our baby is growing inside of me. If you don't believe me, we can go for a checkup at the hospital."Morris froze, staring into the empty space. Patricia would be mortified, he had almost run her company down and was still trying to sort things out and now what? Judith was carrying his baby. What excuse would he give Patricia? He didn't want to lose control over her company just yet. He still wanted to grow Imperial Hub Limited to the highest level so he could show Patricia's parents and everyone around him who had treated him like 'dirt' that he was capable of great things too.But at the same time, he couldn't tell Judith to abort the baby. He had always wanted to have a child with the woman he loved, Judith. Not Patricia. Morris sighed…. What w
"My friend, Sophia is coming over today" Rachel adjusted George's tie and reached for his cufflinks. "You know how hard it is for outsiders to enter into this villa, so —""You want me to talk to the bodyguards again?" George asked."Yes. And if it's possible, just tell them to always give her easy access anytime she comes by" Rachel fixed his cufflinks, stepped back and smirked at him. "Wow, you look so good this morning…""Really? I guess it's because of your kisses" George winked at her."I guess I should give you more of it, huh?" George chuckled. "Of course, give it to me anytime. I'm always ready"Rachel leaned forward on her toes and kissed him sweetly."Ah, I feel so refreshed right now" George grinned at her. He still couldn't believe that she was actually in love with him. It would take some time for him to adjust to that fact. "I have to get going now, I'm running late.""Alright. Don't forget to remind the guards" Rachel said, waving at him."Sure, I will"A few hours lat
"How many years does Arthur Reeves have left in prison?" Morris glanced at his bodyguard, Raymond. He shifted his gaze back to the screen of the laptop on the table and scrolled through a file."Less than five years, sir," Raymond replied. "Precisely, about four years and six months""I see…" Morris scratched his head and laid back on his chair. Turning to Raymond, he asked "How far with the assignment I gave you?"Raymond bowed his head "The coding team is currently working on the encrypted file. According to them, it will take some time to detect if anyone has gained access to the file. By the end of this week, you will have an answer, sir."Morris huffed and whispered "I'm getting impatient, the weekend seems too far." He had been feeling so uncomfortable lately, he really didn't want to believe that George was investigating Arthur Reeves' case again. Was his own son trying to ruin him? For now, he would act like he didn't know anything but if he saw any proof of George reopening t