Diego's POVA delightful grin worked its way to my lips. I have always wanted to give that bastard a good hit. For some unknown reason, I couldn't keep my eyes off Rodriguez and the fair lady he dotted on tonight. When she followed behind him with her shoulder slouching. I knew something would go wrong. But it didn't matter to me.However, I got pressed and needed to use the restroom. The universe did make a joke of Rodriguez to have me arrive right on time. Kamara gasped heavily, leaning into the wall like she would enter it. “What have you done?” She inquired, staring down at a lifeless looking Rodriguez. “That's not the thank you for saving my life that I was expecting. Such an ingrate. He is just unconscious, would be awake soon enough.” I turned around and made my way to the restroom. “Why did you save me?” She inquired, following behind me. I paused by the doorway and sneered at her. “Do you intend to go in with me?” Shaking her head quickly, she stood back. I wasn't surpris
Kamara's POV I practically cussed out all through my journey back home. This entire day is no doubt doomed, and the only comforting thing out of it is the number of days my family and I have left to sleep under a roof. That man called Diego has lost his bloody mind if he thinks I would throw myself at his feet like that. My head aches from thinking all about these problems in front of me. At least I didn't get raped by that bastard Rodriguez. Tears laced my eyes as I unlocked the door. Chantelle was seated on the couch with her legs crossed and an odd look on her face. Almost like she had predicted what would be the outcome of my journey. “How did it go?” She asked. I thought when I arrived back here, I would be extremely frantic about the mad offer I got from the mafia. But I am quite calm, maybe because I know I am not going to do it. I have about ten more days to find a solution. That sound be good enough. “Kamara!” Chantelle bellowed, jolting me out of my long thought. Rub
Kamara's POV I hate to admit it, but Chantelle was right after all. It's exactly ten days today out of the fourteen days I was given as an ultimatum, and nothing appears to be forthcoming. None of the banks I went to were willing to take the risk. We are really in for it. It's more scary, seeing how everything is happening all at once. I wish I can put a pause to the world for a brief moment, just for me to catch my breath. But, of course, life will go on whether you have a shitty life or not. It's heartbreaking just thinking about it. For some time, I always blamed suicide victims for not holding on a bit longer. Now I know they were right, it is suffocating. That evil man will never win, I won't give in to such a devious scheme. Yanking off the duvet, I stood up to get ready. I will have to try something else. Dr. Scott might be able to help me one way or the other. She said I could come to her office this morning. I just have to do something. “Andrew! Call 911!” I heard mum sc
Diego’s POVPutting my hands in my pocket, I grinned in amusement. This young lady will never cease to amuse me. I knew something funny would happen today, from the moment I woke up. I knew she would return. People like Kamara and her family are left with limited choices when it comes to their survival in life, they have to succumb to the pressure from powerful people like myself. It’s how the world works. There is no possible way she was going to get the money in two weeks, unless of course, crazy Rodriguez decides to be of help. Which is in every way never happening. I was only being generous, letting her brood on her choices for two weeks. I sniffed and held a straight face. “Are you sure you are ready?”She glared at me coldly. “It is none of your business if I am ready or not. What matters is that you keep your end of the bargain and leave my family alone.” Her fierce side keeps me very much entertained. It’s obvious she can’t help being sassy. I guess it’s why I believe sh
Kamara’s POVI was barely listening to anything the doctor was saying. My life seemed to be floating in a storm right in front of me and all I could do was sit and watch it consume me. I was affirmed fit for the procedure and have been scheduled to return to the hospital when next I am ovulating. For a moment I wished the tests would come out negative. However, it appears the universe has it in for me. I practically ran out of the hospital as soon as the doctor gave the order. Standing rigidly next to the car, I held onto my bag tightly as Diego walked towards me with an unreadable expression on his face and a brown envelope in his hand. Next to him was the guy from the club. They seem close. “Here,” Diego mumbled handing me the envelope. “What is this?” I asked with a frown. He looked bored. “I worry that your slow ability to catch up on things will affect my child. That right there is the contract you are to sign. Read it and sign. I don't have much time to waste.” “If I sign t
Kamara’s POV “Have you thought of what you would tell your family when the pregnancy test turns out positive?” Chantelle asked me. I clasped my hands bending my head while I thought of the best way to respond. No one told me getting an IVF is tasking. I thought the first tests were all that was required, I had an embryo transfer two weeks ago.Now I am back here to affirm whether I am pregnant or not. The past fourteen days have been the most anxious state I have been in. When Diego asked when I was due to visit the hospital again, I had lied that it would be tomorrow. I don’t want his presence adding to my misery, most importantly I don’t want to see his face. Inhaling deeply I raised my head. “Well, I haven’t thought about it yet. Not until the result is out.” I replied. Chantelle wrapped a comforting arm around me. “How are you feeling?” I held her gaze. “You want the truth?”“Hmmm.” “I am scared. I am so uncertain of what the future holds for me and if I will ever be able to
Diego’s POVFernando chuckled loudly as he poured me a glass of whiskey. “Damn, man! I have never met anyone who made you so speechless. She is fire.” I kissed my teeth while taking a sip of the drink. “And I will gladly quench her. Why the hell would you give her a response like that?” “I am a lawyer, I do not lie.”“Well according to history you lots are the best liars to exist.”“Fuck you!” He cursed, dumping himself on the couch. “She really is pregnant, then? You are lucky she chooses not to live with you. I hear women get really edgy when pregnant and with this one you are dealing with. You will have a lot of hard time. Nana will be so glad to hear the news.” I grinned at his last sentence. “At least now she would know that I am not impotent.” “Right on point.” “Wait a minute. I don’t know where she stays.” “What do you mean?” “I mean I have no idea where Kamara stays,” I said. “What do you need that for?” Fernando had a confused look on his face. “I need to know if she
Kamara’s POV As I stared up at the house it looked ridiculously giant like it would swallow me. My parent's house has always been the space I come to for solace. But these past few days I won't deny that I have been running from it. It's almost like the sight of it reminds me of the puddle I am in. All I want is for everything to be over. Giving my belly one last look, I climbed onto the porch. Since I might start showing, I have come to inform my family that I will be away for some time. My siblings are away at school and it is just my parents. That feels easy. There won’t be any sort of emotions hanging around. I peeked into my handbag to see if the fake admission letter Chantelle helped me prepare was in place. I opened the door to hear my dad laughing heartily at something Mum said. A tight smile pulled up on my lips. At least I know they are genuinely happy. I just have to get whatever this is over in less than a year. “Mum? Dad?” I called out dropping my bag in the living r