His lips were on hers. Her body craved him as much as he craved her. She ran her fingers through his hair, deepening the kiss each time. Sly mourned in her mouth as if he would never stop, and neither did she show any resistance, merely urging him on and on. She gave no thought about it and was completely lost in the moment. She enjoyed every tinge of pleasure and was disappointed when Sly pulled away.
"Thank you."
'Why is he thanking me?' She was nervous, her cheeks burning as veins of blood continued running to fill it.
"Don't get me wrong Monica, your presence has brought light into my life, this villa, and our business. In case you didn't know before, I appreciate it," Sly confessed. His compliment rendered her speechless.
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The next few days were busier than expected. The more Monica dug, the more lapses popped up and the more Sly was agitated. The company was making so much profit but this di
"Mr. Welbeck, can you double-check this account? This company seems to have something to do with these four," she said solemnly, pushing the document closer to Mr. Welbeck.Monica pretended to not hear Mr. Welbeck's question. She did not want to raise any red flags at the moment but answering his question was something that could give her away. What reason could she give for not meeting Sly's family? From the way Mr. Welbeck spoke and how highly Sly recommended him as the best to train her, she knew that he would know Sly's family personality and any lie would instantly be detected.Weighing the pros and cons, she chose the path of distraction which seemed to have worked. Mr. Welbeck's expression darkened and his face seemed to have drained of color. Since it was almost lunchtime, she made an excuse to go for lunch, leaving the pale Mr. Welbeck.As soon as she stepped out, Mr. Welbeck made a call. The voice of a woman sounded at the end of the line."It must be
Monica was embarrassed at Gertrude's direct question but she was still honest. The only person who could understand her situation and give her candid advice was Gertrude. "I think so," her voice was almost a whisper.Gertrude felt Genuine pity for her bestie. She had wished that Sly would be the love-stricken one. Never had she expected Monica to be the one, even though she knew Monica was vulnerable. Right now, she could only wish that Sly loved her the same. She won't be able to take it if Monica got hurt in this game of love."You haven't told him, right?Monica pursed her lips, as she forced back the tears that were threatening to fall. "No, how can I? I'm not dumb. I just haven't felt for anyone, the way I feel for him and I don't think he feels the same way about me and that hurts," she let out."It's good you haven't told him," Gertrude encouraged, pushing back strands of silky hair from her face. "That way, you wouldn't be vulnerable. This is the
A month passed within a twinkle of an eye and Sly was still not back. Not only that, he had refused to let Monica know when he had planned to return. James had sent Monica an email with pictures of the venue for the event. She could tell that this event was going to be twice bigger than the previous one. If she couldn't face the former, how could she handle this one? Fear and panic began to tingle and prickle her like needles.The worst was the fact that this was going to be a garden event which not only increased her panic but also made her uneasy. James had settled on the garden because of the number. The hotel used before was the biggest in the capital and had the biggest hall which was still not large enough to welcome top and start-up businessmen and women from across the world. Now that they were going to have more guests, James had settled on the garden behind the hotel which was twice the size of the hall.Monica instantly felt panic waves at the mere thought of
Monica's head began to throb with a probing pain, following the series of events that had transpired in a single day. Even Sly's personal driver Eric, was taken aback when given the instruction to change direction from the villa. He broke out in cold sweat under the air conditioner. He knew that Sly wouldn't take it kindly if he found out about the change in direction. His job was at stake here, therefore he couldn't help asking why."There's an emergency at home and I have to see my father now," Monica exclaimed as a matter of urgency. Eric knew that Monica carried as much authority as Sly and couldn't disobey her orders too. Confusion rolled in his eyes as he tried to explain the situation."Mr. Norman left strict orders concerning your movement. Do you mind if I inform him?""Feel free," Monica said with a shrug. Eben dialed Sly's number over and over but could not reach him."The line is not connecting, Mrs. Norman," he said, as he tried to draw Monica's
During Monica's caged life in her family, this firm decision by her father would have silenced her vision. However, at this point, she was capable of making her own decision. To her, the right thing was at least ensuring that Sly had received his inheritance. Witnessing how hard he worked, she wasn't going to sit back to watch him lose it all. For the first time, she meandered through her father's fury and firm resolve. She has never felt this confident in her decision and her heart did not waver."I am not a child dad. I have the right to make my own decisions. I will stay married to Sly until he gets his inheritance and that is final."Her utterance did not only surprise the parties involved but also created an uncomfortable suspicion which Kyle couldn't help but speak bluntly about."Monica, are you in love with him?" He grimaced with disgust and Monica's courage almost weakened. However, her voice was still firm."Yes but I know he doesn't lov
Monica's heart race had increased instantly. Her stomach began to flutter like a thousand butterflies pushing air under their wings. She was frozen to the spot and appeared to be in some kind of daze. The tissues in her brain had begun to process Elsie's words. No matter how she paired the pieces together, it was practically impossible. She would have to see him to believe what Elsie just said. She sauntered out of her door and stopped in front of Slys'. Elsie was still covered with her sinister grin as she strode away, leaving Monica immersed in her thoughts. She thought against knocking on the door since it would be inappropriate because they were deemed to act as married. She gently turned the doorknob, instantly blinded by darkness and the cold breeze emanating from the air conditioner. 'He must be sleeping. I would come back later.' Immediately she turned to leave, a deep growl resonated with her name."Monica!"She turned around just as
Monica studied Sly's features under the dimly lit luxurious bedroom. After she was certain that Sly wasn't joking, she spoke."I can't sleep here. I have to go to my room."Sly sighed. He understood Monica's worry but he also had a point. "There are a dozen maids in this house. How do you prove to them that we are married? Your husband returned after two and half months and you are both sleeping in separate rooms? Even a kid would start getting suspicious. It's only sleep okay? Nothing more."Monica facepalmed in embarrassment. "Let me go shower and change into something comfortable," she said, as she tried to hide her embarrassment."Use my bathroom and wear any of my shirts. It's long enough to cover your thighs," Sly immediately said. He seemed to have everything figured out.Without another word, she went to shower and slipped on one of Sly's t-shirts. Of course, it carried his comforting fragrance. Monica crept into the bed gently, thinking S
A wry smile appeared on Veronica's lips unknown to the man. "Tell me the plan," she sneered."I will indeed do as you have said. But I won't use something that would kill her. I plan on something that would cause her and Sly the worst embarrassment in their life. I would also make sure that they won't be able to wipe the news so easily," the man said with a devilish smile.Veronica was pleased. After all, covering up a murder wouldn't be easy. Two embarrassments on the face of the media would be enough to prove that Sly doesn't deserve his inheritance."Sly and Monica would pay dearly for what they did to my sister and you would get your revenge as well. You will have Sly crawling to you for help," the man continued when he didn't hear Veronica speak."I think we have a plan. Make sure that nothing fails, or your sister would face a worse catastrophe from me than Sly made her."She ended the call as a gentle smile crept onto her face. Instant
"What is going on," Sly asked as soon as James ended the call. Somehow, he felt it concerned Monica therefore, his heart rate increased, his brow creased into a frown. The guests were beginning to murmur in displeasure and Dickson was taking care of the media, his friends trying to put up a show to calm the guests. "You will have to stand firm for what I’m about to tell you." James thoughtfully said, increasing Sly's frustration. "Tell me anything. Did Monica elope?" Sly asked of the worst. "No. Claudia scratched her face, and it's quite terrible. She held a gun to Monica's head when I got there but everything is under control and they are in police custody at the moment," James encouraged but Sly was so furious, he almost walked out to meet Claudia. "Make sure that she never leaves jail alive," he commanded. His voice was dangerously cold, even James feared. All Sly wanted was for Monica to be happy, therefore, it ached his heart that she had to go through this, right under his pro
"Sly, we met again. Isn't it wonderful?" Claudia was delighted to meet Sly again after a decade. From the last time she saw him, he was still attractive but more matured. He was still every woman's dream. He still walked as if he ruled the world. Claudia missed the time when she was the most important person in his life. Sly, on the other hand, was rather peaceful. He always thought that seeing Claudia again will make him angry but he was rather grateful. He understood that he wouldn't have had Monica if Claudia didn't leave him therefore, he shook his head and turned to leave. "Wait! Look, I'm sorry for everything. It wasn't my fault. Your mother paid me but if you want..." Sly walked away without a word before Claudia finished speaking. To him, it was a waste of time. Filled with envy and jealousy, she barged into Monica's room. Monica was waiting for Alisha and the girls to return. She held her gown admiringly, seemingly not able to wait to walk down the aisle. She th
Monica was vanquished with all the wedding preparations ongoing. For Sly’s surprise to be perfect, he put his pride aside and called Ben, interrupting his wonderful moment with Serena. Ben was astonished when he heard Sly’s voice on the line. "This is Sylvester Norman, can we talk?"Whichever way, he didn't hide his shock. "I must say it's a pleasant surprise but why not?" Ben responded, not taking his eyes off Serena."Great. I’m organizing a surprise for Monica and I want all her friends around. Our wedding would not be complete without you," Sly waited for Ben's next response. Ben was in good spirits and Sly has been in his good books since the mega proposal therefore, he said, "Who said I was going to miss your wedding? Even without an invitation, I would have still made an appearance whether you liked it or not."Sly's lips thinned into a smile, "Thank you then." He was about to end the call when Ben spoke, "if you must k
Thanks to Sly’s big surprise, news travelled around the world through the media. Of course, not everyone was happy for them, especially Sly’s whores but there were equally genuinely excited people, even when the news travelled to Atlanta Georgia. When Ben watched the whole thing on national television, tears formed in the corners of his eyes but fortunately, they were happy tears. He felt that Monica deserved to be honoured for all she faced with Sly and Veronica and even Dickson. Therefore, he internally admired Sly for this action. Still, he wanted to share the news with someone. Serena had taken the day off to take care of Jackie since her mother had travelled to another state. He knew that Serena must have not heard the news and called to inform her. Unfortunately, Serena didn’t answer the call after five dials. Naturally, Ben grew impatient and decided to drive over to her house. Before he got to her gate, a white Hyundai Elantra drove out at top speed. He felt
Sly and Monica retired to bed later than imagined because of the party. However, Sly woke up quite early to prepare for work. His movements woke Monica, who followed suit. Sly chose Monica's attire for the day and made her choose his. Things were almost perfect. When they went to the dining room, Sly made sure to feed her and fed on her leftovers. Mr Brown could neither hide nor wipe his smile. His eyes were cloudy with happy tears, seeing the couple in that way. When they got to the car, Sly opened the door, buckled Monica before he sat in the driver's side. He didn't want any third party. He treated her with so much care as if she was fragile and would break. He adored her. Monica couldn't stop blushing. Her heart was warmed. She was surprised that Kyle managed Norman Holdings in their absence when they arrived in the office. He was waiting for them to hand over his report before he left. "Welcome back. I prepared a report on everything and invited t
Monica's heart leapt with joy. She felt as if she was dreaming. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her mom and dad in the villa. They were equally excited to see her, pulling her into a warm embrace. Sly had called Christiana to arrange a surprise party for Monica with the help of Dickson before he left Atlanta for Dubai with Monica. He recalled that everyone at home had seen Meg when she came; therefore, he wanted them to know that Monica was the only woman for him. Not only Monica's parents were there but Mr Herbert Norman and Veronica had arrived as well. Dickson had taken over the entertainment bit with his friends after inviting Gertrude over. The music wasn't too loud, it was easy to communicate among themselves. Kyle was there and so was Elsie but the person Sly wanted to see was James, who had made sure to bring Barbara along since she was now in her second trimester and much more energetic. This was a reunion Monica never imagined and it brought happy tears
In Atlanta. "Uncle Ben," Jackie's anxious voice echoed through the room when he saw Ben's sleeping form on the couch. Ben hadn't slept in the guest room as Serena had suggested. He felt like keeping watch, just in case Monica returned. Jackie was excited because he liked Ben so much and anytime Ben visited in the past, he spent time playing with him as well. Ben groggily woke up, his eyes foggy at the energetic boy standing before him with a ball in hand, "Hey little man," he uttered in his deep velvety voice. "When did you get back and where is Auntie Monica? She isn't in her room and so is Auntie Elsie. Auntie Monica promised to take me to the park," Jackie rattled all at once. The last time he recalled, Ben was there to take Monica out to dinner so it was natural for him to expect Ben to return with his Auntie. However, Ben turned gloomy, regret and pain, beginning to wash over him all at once, "don't worry, little man, I will take you to the p
Monica gawked at the calm turquoise waters through the glass in amazement. She rubbed her eyes in unbelief. It couldn't be. She looked around eagerly for Sly but he wasn't there. She also realized that she wasn't in the dress she wore last night and recalled Sly saying he was going to rip it off her. Sly's fragrance was so strong around her. Reality revealed that she was wearing his shirt. She had mixed feelings of excitement, anger and rage. Suddenly, she thought that perhaps, it was a dream. Her two fingers grabbed a tiny bit of her skin, pressed in between them. A loud yelp eluded her, "ouch!" "Are you alright?" Sly's deep voice rang behind her. She turned to meet his concerned gaze. He dropped a tray of food on the nightstand table, the aroma of the food causing Monica's stomach to hum. "Is this real? I just pinched myself to see if I was dreaming." Sly forced a smile, Monica's frail form in his oversized shirt on her made him guilty. The fact that she withered r
Sly arrived at the jet hanger. A sense of accomplishment caressing him. Nonetheless, he was concerned about how Monica would react when she woke up. Still, he was determined to make it work and to never let her out of his sight again. Another jet arrived and James was waiting on Sly's instructions. When it didn't come, he dialled his number. "We have to go Sly," he said as soon as Sly answered the call. Sly had just finished tucking Monica in bed in the private jet. He thoughtfully said, "no, you take the other jet with the boys and don't leave Elsie behind." James couldn't understand the abrupt change of plans, "What about you?" "I have to go somewhere," Sly reiterated. Worry laced his tone. "Please Sly, I have to know. "James was wagging in another confusion. "It's nothing James, trust me. We're just going for a little vacation in Dubai." James was washed in solace. He agreed that it was best for the pair to take some t