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
MAURICE'S POV It has been days since I last spoke to Glenda, but I saw her everyday. I checked up on her, ensuring she never skipped a meal and monitoring the progress of her ankle. With the way she sent me out of her room that day, I was certain she didn't want to ever see me again. She was so mad at me and I regretted saying those hurtful things to her. I couldn't blame her. I would be mad at myself too. That's why I gave her space. Time to heal from the pain that I caused her. I took rounds greeting the guests that had arrived for Sam's wedding. Some were old acquaintances I had not seen in a very long time. Others, new friends Sam had made after I left. I may have seemed very focused on the people I was talking to, but I wasn't. I barely took my gaze away from her. She held my attention immensely. Seated alone at one of the round tables, hair packed into a neat bun that highlighted her perfect slender neck with a few teasing strands draping the sides of her face. And clad i
GLENDA'S POVI had not realized I was holding my breath until I heard someone call Maurice.Slowly, I opened my eyes, disappointment etched deep in them. Maurice was half turned to a strange man I had not seen before.The only consolation I got was the fact that Maurice didn't let go of me. His hand still rested possessively on the slim of my back.“Mr Stone.” Maurice greeted curtly and extended his free hand to shake Stone's outstretched hand.Stone's eyes quickly left Maurice and settled on me. His gaze raked the length of me and I heard Maurice groan when Stone smirked his lip in approval.Stone shook Maurice but his eyes never left me. I was soon feeling conscious of myself under his scrutinizing gaze.“What a damsel you have with you, Mr Candice.” Mr Stone remarked.“Mr Stone, this is my wife, Glenda.” Maurice's tone sounded like a warning. He turned to me. “Glenda, Mr Stone, business associate.” For a moment I thought I had gone deaf or momentarily lost my hearing. Wife! Did M
MAURICE'S POVI had led Mr Stone away. I wanted to quickly get him away from Glenda. The man was smitten with her and it stirred my jealousy.After discussing further with him, I came to the conclusion not to do business with him. If not for my brother Sam, I wasn't familiar with Mr Stone. But Sam had pitched a good deal from Mr Stone and after hearing it, I had to agree, it was indeed good business.Regardless of the fact that it was good business, it wasn't good enough to lose my wife. And I wouldn't wait till the wedding was over before letting Sam know.“I won't be closing the deal with Stone.” “What?” Sam sounded baffled. “It's a good deal. You said so yourself .”“I know it's not a good deal. But I don't want it.”Sam drew back and blinked at me in disbelief. “Why?”“Stone wants something more than just the deal. Something I can't give.”Sam squinted, his interest had been piqued and his eyes gleamed with curiosity.“What does he want that you can't give?” He asked and then smi
GLENDA'S POVGrace and I helped Jane pack, keeping her company as Sam had to quickly deal with something.Jane had expressed her displeasure regarding Sam's disappearance to go discuss his business.It was her wedding and she expected to have her husband all to herself for the day. Grace and I consoled her, and tried to cheer her up by giving excuses on Sam's behalf.We lightly chatted about the notable events that took place during the ceremony. Jane's anger dissipated as we recalled the hilarious things that took place. We ended up laughing our hearts out.When we were done, I retired to my room, hoping that I hadn't arrived too late to meet with Maurice.A painful gnawing disappointment welcomed me when I stepped into the room to find it empty. Maurice had not come.I thought he would be in the room by now since I had taken longer spending time with Jane before returning here.I hoped he had not changed his mind. I hoped Lucy had not convinced him to be with her instead.My mind wh
MAURICE'S POVMy hand reached the peak of her legs and I was pleasantly amazed to see that she was shaved clean. It felt so soft against the roughness of my palm. It was enchanting.“I want you, Glenda.” My voice came out muffled against her mouth and hoarse from passion and need.She inched in closer, pressing her globes against my bare chest. Her movement caused my hand to slide into her wet core.“I want you, Maurice.” Her voice mirrored mine, soaked and etched in passion.Her words were all the urging I needed to break my restraint. I rolled on top of her, positioning myself between her legs, my lips not parting from hers even for a second.My thoughts, attention and focus were only on the beautiful goddess laying before me.Glenda's palm contacted my chest and pushed me gently away from her.“Are you not going to get that?” It was only after she asked that I paid attention to my phone that had been ringing non stop. “I could do that later.” I said hoarsely and pressed myself ag