ZORA — "God, Jason, this accusation is too much for me. Why are you acting so insecure? How could something happen between me and Zayn when Daisy was present?" I continued lying. I was determined not to give up even though there were glaring pieces of evidence. Daisy was already suspicious of me from the way she was giving me a suspicious stare, but she didn't make it obvious to Jason. "What's happening here, guys? I thought this should be a call for celebration, so what's all the fuss about?" Blake questioned as he emerged from Daisy's room. "What happened? Daisy was worried as the voices were getting louder. And why were you cursing my friend Zayn?" Blake added, walking over to where his wife was sitting and joining her. I felt like burying myself in the ground. I concluded that I was already caught since Daisy, my daughter, noticed the commotion from her room. I thought she was coming out with Blake. She might even tell Jason that Zayn is her real dad since she saw us togethe
ZORA—Everyone had left after the meeting at my place, so it was just my daughter and me remaining.They're on a short holiday, as so is our organization, so I have a few days to take care of myself and rest."Mommy, why was everyone shouting at each other when Uncle Jason and your two friends were here?" Daisy asked, coming out of her room after noticing that everyone had gone.The once buzzing room was now as quiet as a graveyard."Nothing really, dear. There was something important we were discussing.""Is it about my dad? When are we going to visit him again? And mommy, who really is Uncle Jason, since my daddy is the man who picked me up from daycare the other day?" Daisy was curious. She gazed directly into my eyes, waiting for an answer."Hello... Yes... Okay, I'll do it right away." I faked a call, stood up, and left the room.As I walked into my room, I exhaled a deep sigh of relief. "Lord, don't let this girl expose me," I blurted, holding my chest.Unexpectedly, my phone be
ZORA —"Is that my baby's voice I'm hearing in the background?" Zayn asked excitedly. "Please let me speak with her," he demanded, and I handed the phone to Daisy."Hello, Daddy," she said, excited to speak with her father."Hello, my beautiful angel!" I could hear Zayn's voice. He was happy to hear from Daisy again after last night."How are you, my princess?""I'm fine, Daddy. When are you coming to visit us here?" She asked as if she was here when I and Zayn discussed his visit.They spoke for a few minutes before Daisy handed the phone back to me. Their conversation flowed effortlessly."Daisy sounded so sleepy when we were talking.""Yeah. She's sleepy. She'll sleep now once she has her lunch," I said."Amazing. Can't wait to see you both. I'm really missing you. The crazy stroke you...""Shhh. She's still around," I shunned Zayn, not wanting Daisy to hear the voguish topic he was trying to start."Alright. I will call you back after a while then," he stated and hung up the call,
ZORA I paid the cab driver and hurried into the compound. I rushed to prepare dinner for my husband because it was our anniversary and his birthday.I had decided to cook his special meal as part of his birthday gift. I wanted to show him how much I loved him and how happy I was that he married me.Zayn, a famous billionaire who runs the multimillion-dollar firm he inherited from his father, and I had been married for three years. We married a year after graduating from college.Although Zayn hadn't been the best husband over the past three years, I kept hoping for his change.The lack of a child contributed to his sudden change. We had visited many medical places, but it seemed we weren’t doing something right. However, today I felt excited because I had a special surprise: a hospital report showing I was one month pregnant!We lived in a sophisticated villa in Southampton City, surrounded by servants and luxury. Despite that, I always preferred to cook his meals myself because I wan
ZoraI tried to hold myself together so I wouldn’t pass out from heartbreak, but the more I tried to stay calm and forget the situation, the more I remembered everything about Zayn that caused me even more pain.I went to my room and reached for my phone, disregarding the buzz it had made earlier. I turned on the mobile connection and opened my favorite social media platform, where I watched funny reels and memes. I wanted to keep myself busy with that so I could more easily forget the heart-wrenching betrayal.However, with each video I scrolled through, regardless of how funny and interesting it was, the only thing I could see and visualize was the scene of what had just transpired between me and Zayn a few minutes earlier.After struggling for almost twenty minutes on the platform, trying to engage with those videos, I finally logged out and flung my phone back on the couch, unable to stop the thoughts of my husband.The fact that he had just left without telling me his whereabouts
What happened, Daisy?" I asked her as she stared at the phone screen for a while after answering the call."Oh, it's my husband. He said he's returning tonight," Daisy replied and forced a smile at me."Alright. Let's wait for him then," I replied, sitting up so I wouldn't fall asleep."No, dear. You should sleep. He'll come late because their flight hasn't even taken off. He would have to call me when he's back," she replied."Alright then. Hopefully, he comes back safely. Goodnight," I responded and went to bed. A few minutes later, after going through her phone, Daisy went to their marital bedroom to sleep as well.I woke up after hearing some noise, and it was coming from the kitchen. I reached for my phone and powered it on. It was then that it dawned on me that it was already morning and that it was Daisy's maids who were making the sound in the kitchen as they were cooking.I rose from the bed and walked into the restroom to wash my face before strolling out to meet Daisy and he
ZORAW-What do you mean by that statement, Zayn? Tell me it's a prank," I stuttered, completely stunned as my husband introduced the lady to us.The audacity stabbed deeply into my chest. How could he be so bold to say that to us?"Don't act surprised, Zora. It's nothing new, is it? You already knew there's no love in our union, but you overlooked it, forcing things that are not meant to be," Zayn remarked, worsening the pain I'm feeling."No, Zayn. There is love. I have loved you and will always do. What is it that I'm not doing right, Zayn?" I stuttered, my voice weak."Yes, I know, Zora. But haven't you asked yourself if it's the same for me too? Come on, it has been a one-sided love. You should be grateful because I made it open to you that I'm no longer interested instead of keeping you in the marriage to torment you," he said, his voice bold and exuding authority.My throat felt so dry upon hearing that. Even Blake and Daisy, my friend, were shocked to their marrow as well. The t
ZORA"What are you doing, Zora?" Daisy asked me as she approached. Her face was laced with disappointment."At least accept the offer. You can't just spend three years with him only to leave with nothing. Please rethink. Go back and collect those documents," she urged me."I really understand you, Daisy, but I'm not interested in the offer. I loved Zayn with my whole heart and not because of his status. Please just let me have my way to my room so I could get my things and leave."Hearing this, Daisy couldn't help but coldly walk out of the way for me."I really appreciate your kindness towards me, but I'm not really interested in any of his offers," I told her and proceeded to my room while she sluggishly left.A few minutes later, I was done packing my luggage, and I stormed out of the room, heading downstairs to leave the house.Upon walking down, Daisy and her husband weren't there anymore. Zayn and Paige were the only ones who remained, as they were busy playing lovebirds and disc
ZORA —"Is that my baby's voice I'm hearing in the background?" Zayn asked excitedly. "Please let me speak with her," he demanded, and I handed the phone to Daisy."Hello, Daddy," she said, excited to speak with her father."Hello, my beautiful angel!" I could hear Zayn's voice. He was happy to hear from Daisy again after last night."How are you, my princess?""I'm fine, Daddy. When are you coming to visit us here?" She asked as if she was here when I and Zayn discussed his visit.They spoke for a few minutes before Daisy handed the phone back to me. Their conversation flowed effortlessly."Daisy sounded so sleepy when we were talking.""Yeah. She's sleepy. She'll sleep now once she has her lunch," I said."Amazing. Can't wait to see you both. I'm really missing you. The crazy stroke you...""Shhh. She's still around," I shunned Zayn, not wanting Daisy to hear the voguish topic he was trying to start."Alright. I will call you back after a while then," he stated and hung up the call,
ZORA—Everyone had left after the meeting at my place, so it was just my daughter and me remaining.They're on a short holiday, as so is our organization, so I have a few days to take care of myself and rest."Mommy, why was everyone shouting at each other when Uncle Jason and your two friends were here?" Daisy asked, coming out of her room after noticing that everyone had gone.The once buzzing room was now as quiet as a graveyard."Nothing really, dear. There was something important we were discussing.""Is it about my dad? When are we going to visit him again? And mommy, who really is Uncle Jason, since my daddy is the man who picked me up from daycare the other day?" Daisy was curious. She gazed directly into my eyes, waiting for an answer."Hello... Yes... Okay, I'll do it right away." I faked a call, stood up, and left the room.As I walked into my room, I exhaled a deep sigh of relief. "Lord, don't let this girl expose me," I blurted, holding my chest.Unexpectedly, my phone be
ZORA — "God, Jason, this accusation is too much for me. Why are you acting so insecure? How could something happen between me and Zayn when Daisy was present?" I continued lying. I was determined not to give up even though there were glaring pieces of evidence. Daisy was already suspicious of me from the way she was giving me a suspicious stare, but she didn't make it obvious to Jason. "What's happening here, guys? I thought this should be a call for celebration, so what's all the fuss about?" Blake questioned as he emerged from Daisy's room. "What happened? Daisy was worried as the voices were getting louder. And why were you cursing my friend Zayn?" Blake added, walking over to where his wife was sitting and joining her. I felt like burying myself in the ground. I concluded that I was already caught since Daisy, my daughter, noticed the commotion from her room. I thought she was coming out with Blake. She might even tell Jason that Zayn is her real dad since she saw us togethe
ZORA —"Are you serious? Daisy was with that monster called Zayn yesterday?" Jason was terrified when he heard the news.I and my daughter returned here this morning, and Blake and his wife decided to pay us a visit, perhaps to know if we really come back in good health."I'm really shocked that Zayn would do that," Daisy, my friend, chipped in."Yes, dear. I didn't know how it happened, but he kidnapped her. I think he found out that Daisy is his daughter," I commented, feigning anger as he is."Fuck!" Jason cursed, kicking the air as he vented his anger. "That man is challenging me. After all these years, he's just realizing that Daisy is his daughter. What a disgrace!""But Jason, think about it. Zayn wouldn't stay forever without knowing that Daisy is his daughter. It would only be a matter of time before he finds out, and I think it has happened.""What nonsense!" Jason roared, obviously irritated by my response."Are you taking sides with that asshole? You want him to find out th
Daisy —I woke up from sleep to use the restroom. I had been purging throughout the night due to the unhealthy water I drank last night.After the long search for Zora's daughter, Daisy, we decided to stay at a hotel and spend the night there instead of risking our lives by driving home.I had taken anti-purge medicine, but it only helped to alleviate the purge. It hasn't been long since I took it.About five minutes later, I returned to the room after using the restroom. I looked a bit frustrated and angry."Babe, why did you choose to stay here among all the hotels in this city?" I asked Blake, my husband, while he was still sleeping, nudging him to wake up.He didn't consume anything from the hotel yesterday, which is why he was unaffected by the issue that affected me."I'm really sorry, babe. I thought you had already taken medicine the first time we woke up. Isn't it working?" He asked, sitting up in bed, his face filled with worry and pity.I frowned as I sat closer to him. "I'm
Already knowing what he was thinking, I didn't give it much thought, and my lips reached for his. We had a crazy, mad kiss. It was as if we had been starved of that for a lifetime.I didn't want anything more than to fall for the same mistake I made months ago in his mansion with him, even though I know it could cause terrible consequences in the future.**The next morning, I woke up before Zayn, and the first thing that came to my mind was the incident that happened last night. I felt ashamed remembering how I was forcing my way even though Zayn was retracting at some point, knowing that I might wake up the next day and feel bad about what happened.I stared at him for some seconds and ended up caressing his face. He was so cute while sleeping.The touch woke him up. "Good morning," he greeted softly, with a smile creeping on his lips.The smile indicated he recalled what happened during the night and was happy about it. It was a smile of satisfaction."Good morning. I can see you ha
ZORA —"Zayn, can we talk this out in the daytime? I'm already sleepy and need to rest," I said, interrupting his plans.I finished the wine in my glass and prepared to leave.Zayn stood up, looking frustrated, but I was more concerned about getting some sleep"Use the other bathroom if you want to shower. That one is Daisy's only," Zayn said as he saw me walking into the bathroom where I bathed Daisy. He was following me.I gulped, smiling slightly as I felt that wasn't necessary.He just said that so he could follow me to the restroom and continue his silly talk. This was my conclusion.I went to the restroom and showered. It had really been a stressful day.I was relieved when we walked halfway, and Zayn pointed at the door right by the corner, saying, "That's the restroom," and then he left.I entered and began bathing without scanning the restroom. It was after I was done that I reached for the shelf where I hung my dress to get it when two packages of nylon fell down. I picked th
For how long are we going to stay silent, indulging ourselves with drink?" I managed to ask.A smirk formed across his lips, and he gently dropped the glass cup, resting his back on the seat backrest. "For hiding my daughter from me for five years, you need to pay me something more than that," he declared.I bit my lips, and my gaze went downcast for a few seconds before returning to face him. I needed to be strong if I must escape this man, so I summoned courage. "Zayn, I don't even know how you came to your conclusion about my daughter being yours. She's not your daughter, please. Her real father must be really worried by now about us."Hearing this, Zayn let out a slight taunting laugh, making me scared. He took a sip of his wine and fixated his gaze on me, smiling.For him to be this bold, he might have obtained a lot of evidence that backed up his claims as Daisy's real father.A few seconds later, he sighed heavily and sat up. "Have you forgotten that I was with Daisy throughout
ZORA—I watched as the interaction between Daisy and her father was blending, and I couldn't help but keep smiling sheepishly. This was what I had been depriving the two of them of.Zayn didn't even bother talking to me throughout that dinner. The only time he talked to me was when Daisy mentioned something that related to me.Well, I'm not blaming him because I would do the same if it were me. I can't even imagine someone hiding my daughter away from me for five whopping years, so Zayn is right in every one of his reactions.The was going well between the daughter and father, and I was okay with it until Zayn stood up and went to the window, gazing at the city."I hope you're prepared to spend the night here with us because you're not going home with her tonight. The days aren't friendly to be driving home with her by this time," Zayn commented.He was right. It was already the time when a lot of evil happens in Southampton city.The youths of this place rarely work for money but rel