Monica facepalmed, her social phobia suddenly hitting hard. This was unexpected and she could endure it. Heat pangs assaulted her till she was shoved into a car. A Pagani Huayra. She only came to senses after the car moved out of the garage.
"Where is your house? Or I can take you to mine," the driver smirked.
The man's voice was smooth with a tinge of baritone, massaged with a seductive lure. Monica was uncomfortable. "Anyway, my name is Dickson," he said, glancing at Monica before turning his attention back to the road.
"I'm Monica. Please take me to Norman's Villa. I came with a driver but I would just call him to meet me at home," Monica said politely. This man seemed to be her helper but she could also perceive that if given the chance, he would be up to no good.
"Norman villa?" Dickson frowned. His question made Monica gape at him for the first time. His hair was blonde and he had green eyes like Sly's but there was no resemblance. Dickson was
Defeat covered Monica. She was still in a trance. What just transpired between them? Is this what Sly's anger felt? He was so intimidating, dominant, and uncondescending. She still felt her body spark in response at the mere thought of Sly. She felt a sensation between her thigh and wondered what it would feel like if he were inside her. Since when did she begin being a pervert? Reality swayed on her when she saw the torn jeans on the floor. She got rid of it and got herself a pair of shots. She vowed to herself that she would not give in to Sly till he loved her the same. This has prepared her for what is ahead.She went for the door but it was locked. Why did he lock her inside the room? He had never done that before. Monica's mind was in chaos when she pressed the alarm but there was no sound or Sly must have purposely deactivated it.Sly drove to James' mansion immediately after he left the villa. It was a forty-four minutes journey but Sly got there in twenty minute
This chapter contains mature scenes. Read at your own risk.Dickson coward in fear and tried to run out of the door. Sly grabbed him by his shirt collar and trailed his gaze at Monica. His eyes landed on the red patches on her face."This time Dickson, you crossed the line." His voice was a dangerous growl when he pushed Dickson with force. The latter hit his back on the wall and screamed in pain."Come on, Sly, will you kill me because of a woman? I'm your brother," Dickson cowered with evident fear in his eyes."Brother my ass," Sly snarled, charging towards Dickson and landing onto his face, multiple punches.Dickson begged, "Please Sly, I didn't do anything.""How dare you hit my wife, Dickson? How dare you lay a finger on what is mine?" Sly landed a kick on his stomach. "You are not even allowed twenty meters close to her, Dickson. This is your first and last warning," Sly roared, leaving the battered Dickson on the floor, covered
Sly woke up to a sleeping Monica. She looked so peaceful in her sleep that he didn't want to disturb her. He went to get breakfast. Monica woke up a few minutes after Sly stepped out of the door. The room was engulfed with Sly's fragrance but he wasn't there. For the first time, she realized she was naked under the blanket, which was very unusual but she also felt sore in her core and it wasn't difficult to remember all the events of yesterday. The memory came flooding like the rain, thunder, and lightning. Catching sight of the bloodstains on the bed, she was disappointed with herself. She enjoyed the feel Sly gave her but never had she intended to go all the way. She didn't only lose her heart but her virginity too. Drop of tears lining the corners of her eyes began to fall down her cheeks. The future was blare. This was just a contract or so was it to be, but how could she lose everything? At the thought of it, she couldn't accept her fate. She went to the bathroom and soaked her
"It didn't start with Claudia. She was just the icing on the cake. I was raised by a nanny called Priscilla. She died six years ago. My mum had always been around but she had never been there for me. From infancy, we were distant. From the beginning, she never cared.""At first, I was worried. Very worried and I needed the love and attention of my mother but she continuously shoved me away. My father was there for me anytime he was free but his time was not enough, carrying the company on his shoulders.""That's when I got closer to nanny Priscilla. I don't know whether it was because she was older than my mother but she gave me all the love I needed. Then, my mother gave birth to Dickson. That's when I saw a part of her that I had never seen before. She loved Dickson unconditionally and always tossed me around the corner. At first, I was jealous when she wouldn't even allow me near Dickson but I soon got over it, even though I wished to have bonded with my brother lik
Warning: Mature content below.Monica was suddenly lost in thought that she didn't realize when Sly slipped his hand into her shirt. She instantly shoved it away. "Hey, watch it."Sly smirked. "It's no longer a contract. This is our fate. We are married so are you really gonna deny me?" Sly grimaced before adding on, "On second thoughts, today is our official married day and this should be like a honeymoon right?" Sly winked.Monica was blushing as she pouted, "It's not that. It's just that the last time was extremely painful."Sly frowned. His eyes darkened at his lack of self-control last night. "I'm sorry about that. I got carried away. How about we try it one more time? I promise you will enjoy every bit of it and if you don't, I promise not to bring it up again," Sly assured. He knew last night was her first time, which was why she felt so much pain. Therefore, he didn't waver in his promise.However, despite his assurance, Monica was still h
Monica woke up to meet Sly's frame at the door, carrying her work clothes. A beautiful shy smile appeared at the corner of her lips. "Thank you, Darling," she muttered shyly.Sly had a mischievous smile on his face as he responded, "There are other ways of thanking me baby," he said, leaning in for a kiss after hanging her work clothing. "You are so lucky we have a lot to do in the office if not," Sly pinched Monica's nose playfully, as the latter giggled and snickered to the washroom.They got ready and went to the dining room for breakfast. The atmosphere tensed at the sight of Dickson, who was already seated with a straight face. Monica greeted him for courtesy's sake, without making eye contact."Good morning Monica," Dickson said dryly, before turning to Sly. "Good morning Sly," Dickson said in a humble tone. Sly noticed he was all dressed up. Even with his black eye, he looked presentable."Good morning Dickson, going somewhere?" Sly asked col
Monica turned to the sound of the voice, meeting the gaze of a blonde woman with hazel eyes. Her features were very much Similar to Dickson, except for the eye color. Dickson's eyes were as green as Sly's. She was clad in pure silk satin pajamas and looked utterly refined and younger than her age. If Monica couldn't tell by her resemblance to Dickson that this was Sly's mother, she would have graded her no more than thirty, age-wise. She was a petite frame and exhumed an arrogant aura, which made Monica groped and displaced.Comparing this woman to her mum would be a completely impossible task. They had absolutely nothing in common. She could understand what Sly had gone through living with this woman over the years. Whichever way, Monica did not utter a word. It was in Sly's place to introduce her to his family and not the other way round. Sly looked around mockingly and said coldly, "Mum, there are no kids around here so who are you directing all those questions to?"
Mr. Herbert Norman sat at the end of the long dining table. There were no protocols observed at the Normans' lavish dining hall in the villa. Chef Brown exhausted his skills in a variety of western and Eastern breakfast delicacies. With Veronica around, all the maids including Christiana the housekeeper were walking on eggshells. No one wanted to be in Veronica's bad books.Veronica sat at the right side of Mr. Herbert Norman, while Dickson sat on the opposite side of Veronica. Judging from Veronica's casual outfit, she was most probably spending the day at the villa. Sly sat beside his mother, dressed in his suit and looking mesmerizing.Monica was dressed in her office wear, a trouser suit, picked by Sly to complement his attire. Her hair was held up in a ponytail. The couple looked professional, yet attractive. Sly ushered Monica to sit on the chair next to his, instead of the opposite. For Monica to sit opposite Sly meant she would be facing Dickson and S
"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