Luke's POV"Wake up!" Scarlett dragged me on the bed. The alarm chimed and the time I set the previous day rang loudly. "Why do you always disturb my sleep with this machine?" She complained, and I sat up on the bed."8AM!" I screamed, hurriedly jumping off the bed. "Good morning, baby," I greeted from the bathroom, grabbed my electric toothbrush and washed my mouth."Don't be late!" The Boss had warned after the sales were done the previous day. "More goods shall arrive tomorrow," he said again. His words rang in my head while I washed my mouth, I had my bath in a giffy, rushing back to the room to meet Scarlett still sleeping. She laid on the bed, not completely asleep."Where are you going?" She asked, her eyes were still closed and I used the spray. "Work," I answered, moving to the wardrobe to select a dress for my day. "This or this?" I asked and she opened her eyes to say, "this," pointing at the shirt on my left hand. I nodded at her, placed the other shirt back in the wardrob
Ethan's POVI phoned my men days ago to meet me at a restaurant, a place where we hold meetings. The air is finally cold between Amelia and I."Good morning," she greeted me before I left the house. "Good morning," I replied to her. I walked to the dining area to have breakfast. Pamela is finally stronger than days ago."Good morning," she came out of her room, looking fleshy and I nod at her, sipping from my mug. I left the house after some time and rushed to the office. From my calculations, I am almost late for work. Being a CEO does not justify me."Meet me at the restaurant," I said to one of my men over the phone. I asked him to bring the rest of the boys with him. It is almost a matter of urgency, afterall. "Okay, boss," he said before ending the call.I arrived at the office and hopped down from my car to see Roberts' car at the lot. "Again," I muttered to myself. "Who owns that car?" Although, I know. I still asked the worker for a clarifying reason. "Mr. Robert, sir," he sa
Luke's POVThese past few weeks have not been easy, I barely sleep and I don't have time for my woman, either.Boss had announced to me that I would be in charge of taking the ladies to the airport on the day they would leave the warehouse. I fidgeted, never have I ever done such since I started working as a distributor for him. "You learn to be perfect," he said, seeing the expression on my face. "Yes, sir," I said, fearing that I would lose my life if the police officers at the airport gripped me badly."I'd be travelling for a business trip soon, baby," I said to Scarlett when we settled on the bed to sleep. She looked at me, searching my face for the expression I was hiding. I faked a smile and she nodded, accepting what I had said. "Where are you going?" She asked and I was lost for words to tell her. Growing up as a man, I didn't find it too hard to lie, but the fear I had for this act took away the lyi
Luke's POVWe halted at the gate of the airport."Good morning," the cab man said to an official who waved at us. The girls' faces were expressionless and I urged them to smile, thoughts of getting caught causing me to fidget."Here," the man said, bringing his car to a stop far from the main gate of the airport. I greeted him, hopped down from the cab and saw the other car that was following from behind. One of the guards signalled me, asking me to come over."Don't move," I said to the girls who were still in the car. "I'd be back," I told the cab man and moved to the other car. The guard showed me the man that owns the big envelope I was given the day before, reminding me of the code I did not forget. How could I have forgotten? I would be in trouble if I did.I nodded at the men and moved back to the car where the girls sat still. I removed a few notes from my purse, throwing them at the cab man who smiled, picking the notes from where it had fallen. "Come on," I said to the girl
Amelia's POVI cooked in the kitchen last weekend when Ethan walked up to me."How are you?" He asked and I replied, "I am fine," I had imagined him hungry, but no, he had come to have a conversation."You came to get water?" I asked him, moving towards the refrigerator but I was also wrong. He obliged."Where is Pamela?" He asked, settling on a chair. I had sent her on a quick errand to help me get shampoo from the mall. The last one I bought was exhausted."I sent her out," I told him and he nodded. "I have given information to my men regarding Luke.""This is good news!"His words were a bomb in my head and I looked at him for one moment, expecting him to laugh and tell me it was a joke."You're serious," I confirmed, seeing he didn't smile and he kept a serious look."Y
Ethan's POV"I met with Scarlett today at the boutique," Amelia announced to me on the night of her outing with Pamela.At first, I thought it was a joke. Not a joke that she met with her sister, but she was at the boutique. "At the boutique?" I asked, I just had to be sure I heard her right."Yes, Ethan. Pamela and I went to the boutique." I looked at her from my own corner of the bed, searching for lies in her eyes. She nodded and moped at me in wonderment. "What is it?" She finally asked when my eyes did not leave her fair skin. "What did you go to do at the boutique?" I asked and she smiled for a moment, bursting into ripples of laughter. Something she never really did and I wanted her to laugh some more, at least, for the moment. "Pamela and I went to get some stuff for her." "With your money?" I asked again and she laughed. "Yes, Ethan. I am not too broke," she said this time and I laughed for a moment."I'm sorry." I had never imagined her as broke, but then, a boutiq
Ethan's POV"Hello, boss," Matthew greeted as he walked into my office.I sat on the seat meant for me. It was a sunny day and a chilled bottle of yoghurt stood at the rim of my table, the ice and chills ran down from the top and I looked up to my man, Matthew.Other men walked in after him and greeted me, I watched them sit without my permission. It was something they have always done, who am I to ask them not to? Besides, I had invited them to stop by for a brief rehearsal.Two weeks is almost elapsing as the investigation on Luke's case will arise. I asked that they visit the office, just so we can have a brief discussion on what and what not to do."Good morning, boys," I said to them after they had sat on the long couch in the office. They waited for a while before I finally joined them. "How are you?" I asked and they nodded. Matthew's hair is shorter, almost at the same level with his scalp, I noticed while I settled down. "We have come as you have ordered," James chipped in
Scarlett's POVI was hurt by Luke's recent behaviour, I don't know if I would call it a new habit, or it was an hidden character long before we got married.We have talked about it several times and he keeps apologizing. The last time, he refused to have a taste of my meal, his favourite treat. I had prepared the dish with the very last cash in my account.I had my bath on the morning of his trip, the next morning after the evening he left the house. I walked miles, searching for the best store to purchase the ingredients, every little savings I had at the time was all spent on making a pot of Luke's favourite dish."I am not hungry," he said that night after slumping on the chair like a log of wood. I walked up to him, inviting him to the diner and he gave the reply, "I am not hungry."I was shocked."I prepared your favourite," I told him severally, wishing my words would sink in his head and he would take a step to the diner to eat. He said his words repeatedly and finally got to h
Ethan's POV I slept soundly that hour, almost dreaming when a hand hit me. At first, I thought it was in my dream, or a mis-thought. The hand butted me again, and I jumped up on the bed. “What is it?” I asked Amelia, she held onto the edge of the bed, gasping for air. “What is it?!” I asked again, holding her hand. “I think the babies are coming.” I thought I didn't hear the words clearly until she repeated them again, Pamela's name filled my mouth the next moment. I was more confused and hurt when Amelia burst out crying, it was in the early hours of the morning and definitely not the right time for this. Whatever it is that she felt must have hurt, deeply. “Pamela!” I screamed the young lady's name again, higher than the former pitch and tone. I heard the door of her room creak, and footsteps were heard. She was on her way. “What is it?” The confused woman asked, rushing to Amelia's side. “I think the babies are coming, uncle.” Of course, I know. The only thing I d
Amelia's POVThings got better.I moved on from the pain that came with Scarlett's death. The rest of the men who worked with Luke were apprehended days after we returned from the burial.“He promised to go the day after we visited.” Ethan said, taking it personally.“At least, they've gone.” I said, giving him a reason to be calm.Their trial came up in a few weeks. Mother and Father call to speak with me over the phone once in a while, there was a feeling that comes with speaking to them.I finally see myself having more than just a contract with Ethan.He is a sweet man, and very supportive – he stayed by my side all through the period of my mourning.“I love you.” I remember the words he said to me that day in the room – on the bed.I
Amelia's POVIt was barely a month and Scarlett's funeral was organized.Ethan stayed by my side all through, he took a leave from work just to be with me. Pamela on the other side can be sweet, and even sweeter. It dawned on me even more and more that my sister is dead.“We'll visit the police station today,” Ethan announced one morning. “Get ready.”“Why?”“What do you mean?” He asked, turning to face me. “You've not had a conversation with your sister's killer since the day it happened. Don't you want to see him?”“I don't know.”I thought about it. I wanted to see Luke, I ended up deciding, I took my bath later that evening and was ready to see him.Luke Oren.“Can I come with you?” Pamela beg
Tessa's POVI did not scream enough when the nurse told us the latest development.“We are sorry, but we lost her.”Amelia screamed at the top of her voice, loudly. It felt like a competition between the both of us.Carl was speechless, he did not hold me when I started moving, and screaming. I saw Amelia's husband hold her, speaking into her ears.We were allowed to walk to the ward, where we saw my daughter's lifeless body.Scarlett was really unmoving, she has never been this way since she was born.“Wake up!” Amelia screamed, Ethan still held her, so did the young girl who came with them to the hospital.We were making so much noise in the hospital premises. A doctor walked in, looked at the scene, then at Amelia, who was on the floor already.&
Luke's POVI did not hit Scarlett that hard, how did she faint?She is pregnant, I forgot to remind myself when the thoughts of hitting her came racing in my head.How did she discover the passcode to my box? It is something I will never tell her, and a code that will take days to digest.When I had first used the code, I wrote the numbers on a paper for future reference, just in case I forgot during the period.Now, what?She had done more than herself by discovering the code and even searching the box and invading my privacy.What hurt more is the fact that I did not finish hiding everything before the arrival of the police. How far can I hide the box? They will always get hold of it after a thorough research in the house.The moment I hit her, she fell to the floor, and I noticed blood flowing f
Amelia's POVMy return back to New York was a peaceful one. The customers and neighbours back in Spain felt a bit bad when I announced my leave to them."Visit us again."The woman who visited the house during our first visit hugged myself and Pamela severally, asking the poor girl to take care of me.We landed in New York late afternoon, I beeped Ethan to come pick us up and take us to the house. I was still mad at him for the statement he made over the phone months ago.Still, I acted like nothing was wrong.Pamela did it again, she went ahead to tell him everything that happened. I was not asleep when he walked into the room that afternoon, almost asleep but not sleeping, the conversation was shifted to hours later.We lived peacefully once again.Pamela resumed her work in the house, as usual. Ve
Scarlett's POVLuke has refused to go to work since the last time he walked in while I cleaned the house. Maybe he did not refuse, I don't know. However, he stayed back at home with me almost every day._and went to Jessica's house most times.I no longer heard Isabella's name from his mouth, all he ever did was scream Jessica's over the phone.And come back to the house with her smell.I still recognized her smell, since the last time I caught them both on the bed, her smell refused to leave my nostrils and I reacted each time I noticed it.Not to Luke, but to myself.That night, he came home drunk, calling the woman's name at the top of his voice.“Get me water.” He commanded, his voice was improper.He talked like he would hit me if I refus
Ethan's POVCoping with staying alone again wasn't so easy that very moment I dropped her off at the airport.I literally cried on my way back home.It wasn't as smooth as I imagined it would go.The men and I fixed a date to see each other at the office, but my illness did not let me go on the supposed day.I woke up weak, and tired.The wall clock stared right in my face, asking me to get ready for work already. But I was too tired, my head was banging, and my body refused to move.I fell back to the bed, wishing for Amelia to return once again and take care of me like I want to be taken care of.We talked severally over the phone, it was almost her time to deliver the babies and according to the plan, she would be in New York very soon.In a few months.&nb
Amelia's POVDays after Scarlett reached out to me, I packed my box in advance for my trip back to Spain.A part of me wanted to stay back with Ethan, feel loved and hang out with him like I always want to. I wanted to be treated nicely before leaving New York, but how was I going to tell him what I wanted?I packed my things, quietly.It was just me at home, I put a call to Pamela the day before to announce my trip to her.“How soon?” She yelled over the phone in excitement.I expected the reaction, she has missed me so much, more than I miss her. I know from the way she called almost every day to ask after my health.“In a few days.” I announced, I wasn't sure of the day — yet. What I did was give her a heads-up on what would happen very soon.Now that I pa