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
Luke's POVI laid on the bed in our bedroom when I heard a car honk its horn.Scarlett. I didn't have to be told she had arrived back home from her outing. "Would you want to go with me?" She asked me hours ago before she left the house."No, baby. Go alone," I pleaded with her as I was very tired and recovering from my last experience and stress at the airport.I heard her hop down from my car. She was inside the house the next minute with a gloomy face. She barely greeted me and I looked at her, wondering. What did I do again? I wondered, sitting up on the bed to ask her my questions when I heard her speak_: "I saw Amelia at the boutique," it came as a shock to me, just as she must have been shocked. "What?" I asked, sitting more uprightly on the bed as I looked at Scarlett. She had a serious look on her face and I wanted to doubt her. "Are you serious, baby?" I asked and she nodded, throwing the nylon bag she came back with. She slumped on the bed next to me, panting in her b
Luke's POVI left the house for work after the weekend. It felt like I had gone on a vacation outside the country as I was at the house with Scarlett always over my head, nagging."There is a delivery today, Luke," Boss said over the phone. It was the early hours of the morning when I saw his phone call come into my phone.One thing I am grateful for is the fact that I would be delivering cocaine to a house and not girls to the airport. The thought of having the experience again pricked me and I thought I should not bother myself but wait until it happens."Are you leaving for work today?" Scarlett turned to see me all dressed, I was wearing my favourite black T Shirt, her eyes were red from the sleep the previous night. "Yes," I answered her as I grabbed my purse, as usual and headed to my car. Breakfast was far from my mind that morning as I just wanted to get done with the delivery and return back home to my woman. I drove past the main gate leading into the estate as I exchan
Amelia's POV"Wake up!" I said to Pamela who was still snoring in her room. "It's 9AM, Pam."She jumped up the moment she heard my voice. "How long was I gone?" She cried, looking at the alarm on the bedside table. "It's 9AM," I told her and she got down from the bed, rubbing her face with her hands."Good morning," she greeted, looking up to me from where she sat. "Good morning," I said to her, smiling. "You were stressed last night," obviously, for her to sleep until 9AM in the morning, it almost never happened. "We are going out today, Pam," I announced, sitting on the bed. She turned to look at me, searching my face. "I won't go shopping with you if that's it," she warned and I could not help the situation but laugh."Nah! You've spent all my cash on your wardrobe," I accused. She got up and walked to her bathroom. She came out again, water dripped from her face and I heard the smell of the coconut morning solution we purchased at the mall a few days ago."Where are we going?"
Tessa's POVThe furniture in the house were finally replaced as the family business was booming, greatly. On a daily basis, the records of development increased and most weekends, Carl gave some money to me for upkeep."Easy with that," I said to the whitish man that replaced the dining table and chairs. It was an expensive one and I don't want a hand to touch it, except my hands and the hands that did the job of the replacement, at least, for the moment.Carl walked in on us and nodded his head in admiration, "we should change the couches very soon, honey," I told him and he moped at me, letting out a loud laugh. "One thing at a time, Tessa," he said before leaving the scene. I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass made for juice, walked to the refrigerator and filled the glass to the brim with an apple juice made in Spain. I walked back to the dining area and sat on the new chair that was already made, watching the furniture man do his job."Would you like some juice?" I asked
Luke's POVI staggered again, laughing as I walked in through the main door leading into the house, my phone fell to the floor and I bent to pick it up when I fell to the floor."What is wrong with you?" Scarlett stood above me, moping at me."Babyyyy!" I called with my drunken state, "what do you have for me tonight?"………..I prepared for work as usual that morning, leaving the house after a short kiss with Scarlett. I got back home to see Scarlett absent at the house. I remembered she talked about seeing her parents some nights ago and I guessed she was there with them. I noticed my car was not at the lot and I also guessed Scarlett used it in conveying herself to my In-law's house.What do I do while Scarlett is away? I thought to myself. She was not at home to give me hard sex just like I always desired. She would not be home until nighttime and I would be bored."Take a week off," Boss told me after the day's work. The envelope the senator gave to me was safe in one of my boxes a
Luke's POVEver since the last time, all my intentions of talking to Scarlett have been to no avail. I woke up from sleep one morning and tried to touch her, "leave me alone!" She yelled, almost screaming and it startled me. "Baby," I tried to kiss her on her back from where I was and she slapped my hand off her skin, jerking off the bed. She left the room and I decided not to chase after her again, the week passed and I resumed work at the warehouse, as usual and Scarlett still gave me cold feet.I would wake up in the morning, likewise she exchanged cold pleasantries with me and the next thing she would do is make my breakfast and still not allow me to touch her. Why? I wanted to ask her one morning. What is wrong with drinking beer at the bar?"You can get angry all you want, I will be going there often," were the words I wanted to use on her, to tell her how much I love the bar already, and the ladies that stripped and danced at the pool. I wanted to make her jealous and threa
Ethan's POVThe house was warm, as usual when I woke up to prepare for the day's work. Meetings were to be held that day and I hurried into the bathroom to wash my mouth, first of all. I was out after minutes to check for updates on my cell phone.I was in the bathroom again to have my bath, Amelia tossed on the bed and I heard a sound, guessing she had left to make breakfast. I was prepared for work earlier than usual, there was a meeting for the day. A company on the same page and rank with mine was visiting for a brief meeting and discussion on partnership and I was too excited to eat, but I had to."Thank you," I told Pamela who was present at the scene before leaving with my briefcase. Amelia was in the kitchen, rinsing the dishes, I guess. I hopped in my car, asked the driver to move the machine in the direction of the office while I reminisced about the meeting with the company I have always wished to partner with all my life, an aim my late Father did not achieve due to inst
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