MAURICE'S POV“Don't turn your face away from me. Glenda, look at me when I'm talking to you!” I snapped at her.The fact that she apologized looking away from me only revealed how half-baked her apology was. What was she thinking? That just by saying sorry she'd get off the hook?“Glenda!” I called and yanked her face forcefully to look at me.It was only then I saw it. The wet streak that lined her face. Her quivering lips. Her sad eyes which she tried to hide behind those long eyelashes.Darn! She was crying. It's been so long since I saw Glenda cry. She had been all happy and smiles that I had gotten used to her smiling.She tried to hide her tears by turning away again, but I had already seen them. Guilt immediately clothed me. I had made her cry.The tension in my body softened. My heart ached when I heard the low painful sound from the back of her throat. She was trying so hard to swallow her sobs.“Glenda.” I called softly. I raised my hand to touch her face and she flinched a
GLENDA'S POVI paid the littlest of my attention to what happened all through Jane's dress fitting. I was only physically present as my mind was elsewhere; Maurice's kiss.It had to be the sweetest thing I had ever experienced. The taste of Maurice's lips was like nothing I had ever tasted. A delicious blend of variant flavors.The hardness of his body pressed possessively against mine. His strong protective arms wrapped around me, steadying me and preventing my legs from giving way.His slow sensual assault on my lips. The twisting of our tongues as he dug his into mine. Just recalling the kiss made me shiver and I felt a wetness building between my legs.How could a kiss affect someone so much? So much that the effect lingered long even after the kiss.I still felt the sudden wetness in my core whenever I thought about it. What I'd give for Maurice to kiss me like that again. I wondered what could have happened if we had not been interrupted by that knock. My mind was no longer th
MAURICE'S POV I froze at the sight of Glenda in Albert's arms. She even had her arms snaked around his neck. The sight was sickening causing rage to drown my core. I wanted to yank Albert's arms away from Glenda and rip him apart in bits. I stood fixated, staring, hoping and wishing that Albert would drop dead at the intensity of my glares. I felt a hand touch my arm. I turned to my side and Lucy was standing beside me. “What drama is she putting up this time?” She asked in a whisper. “It's swelling quickly. Where is Jane and the ice pack?” Grace sounded worried as she stared at Glenda's leg propped on the sofa with a throw pillow. It was after Grace's announcement that it struck me what was more important. I was so consumed in my rage and hatred for Albert that I ignored Glenda's injured foot. She must be in a lot of pain. I moved closer just as Jane returned with the ice pack. “I couldn't find any packs in the treatment box so I had to improvise.” Jane explained the reason fo
GLENDA'S POVAlbert again helped me to my room and all the while,Maurice was nowhere to be found. Albert tucked me in like the perfect gentleman that he was and I couldn't be more grateful to him.I laid in bed hoping that Maurice would come, but he never came. I guess he won't be bothered even if I had dropped dead. I should have stopped him from kissing me. Then maybe he wouldn't have had any reason to stay away from me. Maybe if we hadn't kissed, then maybe he'd be here with me, bothering me like he always did. So many ifs and wishes, but none of them came true.I drifted off to sleep after long hours of wallowing in the pain of the heart-wrenching rejection Maurice had dished me.I woke up with the urgent need to use the restroom but I was alone and I had a bad leg. The need increased by the moment and I wished someone would come.I turned my head sharply to the door when I heard the door knob turn, but my joy fell when I saw who it was.I wasn't certain if Grace would help me as
MAURICE'S POV “Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?” Everything about Sam screamed anger.“If you had mentioned this earlier, I would have severed all ties with that bastard!” “And that's exactly what I didn't want you to do, Sam… I didn't want you to destroy a friendship that existed before my arrival.” “What do you mean by before your arrival ... You are my brother for God's sake! He should have respected that! You are my brother first!” He declared vehemently.“Sam, I really don't hold a grudge against him.” I said with all sincerity.“But he does! He holds a grudge against you for something that he did wrong! How could he have had an affair with Lois?!” “He said I cheated him.” “But you didn't! He doubled crossed you. You two had an agreement to buy the stock. It was a fifty-fifty deal. But he went ahead and bought all of them without informing you. So what was your fault?” Sam was very livid.“I didn't tell him it was a bad deal. When I found out the stocks was a dead e
GLENDA'S POVJane and Grace were having a hard time taking me down the stairs. Maybe it was because our three bodies were going down the narrow stairs at the same time.“We'll probably have to move you to a room on the ground floor.” Grace suggested. She seemed to be out of breath and I wondered if I was so weighty.“Am I that fat?” Jane tittered at my question. “You're not. Grace has never lifted anything in her life.”“Why don't you just tell her my secret. I'm lazy.” Grace lightly chided while Jane and I laughed.“Where is that husband of yours?” Jane asked. “He should be doing this.”I failed at trying to hide the sadness that immediately clothed my eyes after hearing Jane ask about Maurice. I had no inkling on the whereabouts of Maurice. He didn't return last night. He had probably spent his night in the arms of Lucy. The thought of him with Lucy weighed heavy on my mind and I felt the onset of crippling jealousy stir within me.I really should put my emotions in check. Why sho
MAURICE'S POV I walked into the scene of Albert swiping a napkin over Glenda's lips. I clenched my jaw as a viral jealousy enveloped every cell of my body, spreading its poison very quickly.I didn't know what Albert was doing or why he was doing that, but his slow movement was just too sensual for my liking. And the fact that Glenda just sat there entertaining him, only added to my fury.As I stood there watching them in anger, I felt a familiar touch on my arm.“I was expecting you last night. You didn't come.” Lucy said softly.I gave her a half glance as I spoke to her. “I had some things to settle with Sam. I didn't finish early.”My gaze was torn between Lucy and the duo at the table, with more of my attention peeled on the two people seated at the table.A thought struck me and I snapped my head to Lucy. “How about I make it up to you. Join me for breakfast?”My invitation to Lucy earned me a big bright smile from her. I curved my elbow to her and she snaked her hand through,
GLENDA'S POV“Get out of here!”Those were the last words I said to Maurice. He left the room when I began throwing pillows at him. He never said anything and I never saw him again for days until the wedding.I kept to myself and remained in the room for most of the time. I asked to have meals sent up to me. And when Jane would insist I came down for some fresh air, I avoided Maurice like a plaque.I think he did the same. Avoid me. Because I never once caught a glimpse of him even by mistake.I missed him. It was a sad truth I hated to admit, despite the fact that I was mad at him. Maurice had said hurtful things to me. He insulted me and questioned my character. How could he think so lowly of me?I cried myself to sleep every night. The words Maurice had hurled at me had to be counted as one of the most hurtful things to happen in my life.I couldn't believe how I went from happy to deep immersed sadness so quickly. I was beginning to think I had gone past that cruel phase of my li
GLENDA'S POV I didn't want to accept how foolish I had been. How gullible I was. How blindingly trusting I was. “Elsa, please tell me this is all not true. Tell me this is all a prank. Say it. Laugh all this off… Say you're joking!” I yelled at her. I shook my head as though doing that would dispel everything that I had heard. “You are a liar! I don't believe you!” I broke into a sob. “I trusted you, Elsa. I loved you! I trusted you!... You were my sister! That's how much I cherished you.” I spilled through my teary, pain-filled voice. “And I hate you! I hate you Glenda! I hate you!” She countered, panting with dark rage. The room was filled with the heat of the hate emanating from her. The stench of her loath towards me was palpable in the ambience of the room. It felt so surreal. Like acting out a scene with the evil villain. Only, this was far from a dream or a movie. It was my sick reality. I could never have thought Elsa, whom I considered akin to my sister, harbored su
MAURICE POV It was a long drive. It had been two hours ago since Lucy agreed to take me to the place she talked about, yet we still hadn't reached. We kept taking neverending turns and corners. “Are we there yet?” I asked like an impatient child eager to reach the park sooner. “No. It's right up that corner.” Lucy replied. “How many more corners are we going to take?” Exasperation embellished my tone. “How did you even come to know about this place?” I asked out of my impatience and eagerness to quickly reach Glenda. The long hours of driving was beginning to make me rethink my decision. I couldn't help but begin to consider that this may be a ploy to distract me. “Um, he brought me here one time when we needed to talk privately. This is his hideout.” she spoke shyly. From the sound of her voice and the expression on her face, I understood that this was where they came to do all their plotting. Could Brian and Lucy still be working together? Could this also be one of
BRIAN'S POVI repeatedly slapped the passport against my palm, relishing in immense satisfaction as I walked to my car. It had taken longer than I had anticipated to get it done but I was finally holding it. My ticket to leave this place without being spotted by anyone.Best part, I was taking the woman I love along. Everything was falling into place. I smiled to myself as I got in my car. Aunt Helena had no idea how smart I could be. By the time she'll realize anything, we'd be long gone. Far long gone! To a place where no one can ever find us! Our disappearance would be a huge disappointment to Aunt Helena. It would put a big hole in her plans.As I sat in my car, my hand rested idling on the steering wheel. I gaze through the windshield, staring fixated at nothing ahead, my mind traveling back to that day at the hospital.★★★Flash back★★★“I've lost him.” She was crying profusely. “We failed.”I glanced over to Lucy curled on the gurney, an irritated look draped my expression.
GLENDA'S POV “Don't you want to hear my story?” She asked, pouting her lips, feigning childish annoyance. I was finding it difficult to understand everything going on. I had never seen this side of Elsa. She looked like some deranged psychopath. “Elsa. What…” I could barely formulate my thoughts into words before a forceful, painful sting shot through me. The electric sensation began from the cheek of my face, spreading pain, surprise and fear through my body. I stared at Elsa in utter disbelief. Did she… Did she just slap me? “You don't get to ask the questions.” She commanded in an icy tone. “Now, back to the story.” The iciness in her voice disappeared almost immediately as it had appeared. She was acting like a person with multiple personalities. I stared at her speechlessly, still reeling from the pain of the slap she had given me. She cleared her throat and began. “There was a beautiful woman who fell in love with a man. But sadly, the man did not return the woman’s love
MAURICE'S POV I walked back into the house taking quick long angry strides heading back to my study. My face contoured into a growl as I muttered angrily to myself.“Did they find her?” A voice asked.I stopped and turned. I hadn't noticed the presence of anyone seated in the living room. Nora materialized before me. “Has she been found?” She asked again. Worry and anticipation embellished her expression.The eagerness in her gaze only added to my fury. It was a stupid lead. A total waste of my time. Utterly pointless!There was no trace of Glenda where they had thought they had a lead. I wondered what their team was doing as regards to this case. Absolutely nothing! And my infuriation was growing with each passing time.I averted her gaze. I was too pissed to break the bad news to her. I scanned the area of the living room and then set my gaze on Lucy.“Why are you still here?” I interrogated her icily.She seemed to cower under my demeaning stare.“I was concerned.” Her voice was
GLENDA'S POV She came closer and sat beside me, darting her head behind her constantly as though checking if she was being followed. “I knew I'd find you here.” She whispered. Her alert gaze roved around the room. Oh thank Goodness! Finally someone was here to help me. “Elsa… Elsa.” I called out weakly, a tinge of excitement and hope adorned my gruff voice. “Elsa. Brian. Please get me out of here.” I mumbled. “I know.” She whispered in response and placed her right index finger over her lips. “Keep it down.” She darted behind her again. I immediately understood. We needed to stay quiet so we didn't alert my captor. I nodded vigorously to the best of meager strength. “Don't worry, I'll get you out of here.” She reassured me and tried to help me sit up. “You're weak.” She commented. She struggled to lift my limp body. It didn't help that I couldn't assist her by at least raising myself. Whatever Brian had been feeding me was still working actively inside me. “He has been feedi
MAURICE'S POVI took the next available flight back to London. All the while keeping constant communication with Nora regarding Glenda's return.I could feel it in my guts that Glenda was in trouble. It was confirmed when I returned late that night and Glenda was still nowhere to be found.There was no trace of her except for the blood that stained the vanity table and the telltale of someone being dragged on the floor.Incompetent staffs! How could someone enter the house without being noticed? Were they all asleep?I wasted no time informing the police. The evidence present, all pointed to the fact that Glenda has been kidnapped and investigations kicked off immediately.That was three days ago. Three days since the investigation to determine Glenda's whereabouts began and three days of no result.No one knew how she left the house. No one had seen her and no one knew who had abducted her. It was all too mysterious.So chaotic that it turned me into a frantic mess. Not knowing the
GLENDA'S POV A loud thumping sound woke me from the darkness I was floating in. It seemed to grow louder, increasing in its disturbing volume. I felt dizzy, hazy, like a clouded mist. I tried to move but my limbs felt too heavy to comply. Slowly, I fluttered my eyelids open. I was welcomed by a dim yellow light shining brightly beside me. I shut back my eyes. My head was aching badly. I tried to move again, propel myself and access my environment, but the aching weight in my head kept pulling me down. I shut my eyes and cursed at my failed attempt. I opened my eyes again and squinted past the yellow light to look around my environment. My eyes roved over the strange and unfamiliar setting. This was not my room. Where was I? How did I get here? The throbbing pain in my head increased as I tried to remember. Such a simple task brought me such intense pain. After a minute of trying, the memories came flooding into my mind. The bathroom. The feeling that I was being watched. The fe
MAURICE'S POV“What do you mean by you can't find Glenda? Isn't she at home?” My cold voice shot at Nora.I had just checked into my hotel room and was calling to inform Glenda. Her phone had been ringing non-stop with no response. I did try calling her earlier too when my flight landed but there was no response either. I assumed she must have been napping or up to something that kept her busy.Regardless, I expected her to be with her phone and to return my call at the earliest. I took some time to get myself settled and tried calling her again.Feeling frustrated after several attempts of being unable to reach Glenda, I called the house line only for Nora to tell me that Glenda wasn't home.“I just came from her room. She asked me to make dinner and that she'll come down to have it. That was four hours ago. The food was getting cold, so I went upstairs to inquire from her if she had changed her mind regarding dinner. But she wasn't there.” Nora explained over the phone.I found her