Everyone glared in displeasure, at Sly's reaction, telling from his gaze that they were directed at Monica. After all, Sly didn't know how much Monica has sacrificed for him since the accident. Mr Herbert Norman was about to speak but Monica stopped him and walked out meekly. She expected Sly to be angry when he first saw her and therefore, never took it to heart. Meanwhile, the fire of Veronica's guilt was unquenchable. Eyes focussed on her after Monica closed the door. The heated gazes made her uncomfortable, allowing an air of awkwardness. She decided to explain to Sly. "Sly, it wasn't her fa-"
Sly didn't allow her to finished speaking when he transferred the fire of his anger on her. He was pale, due to his time spent in a coma but his whole demeanour was cold. One could tell that it wasn't a result of the accident because he had been like that after Monica left. Still, secretly, they hoped he would lose some part of his memory and start afresh but everything replayed on
An arrow of regret hit Monica when she realized that Sly had tricked her into leaving the room. Her face turned red from embarrassment, that she almost cried."Please prepare me another room," her voice was tearful as she said to Christiana. Christiana was about to leave when Dickson's voice rang behind them. "No way!""Forget it, Dickson, he locked the door." Monica felt that Dickson didn't know what had happened. Dickson turned the knob and realized that indeed, it was locked. He didn't hesitate to help. "I will open it for you," he assured Monica. Never had she imagined Dickson to stand in to help her today, instead of mocking her. Whichever way, she appreciated his kindness and didn't object but she also wondered where Dickson would get the key."How are you going to do that?""Have you forgotten the time I arrived here? I will be back." Monica recalled how Dickson entered her room when Sly locked her up. Dickson went to his room and returned wi
"Then sign the divorce papers."Monica was in a daze. She never thought that Sly meant it when he sent the divorce papers to her the first time. Even though she still had them with her, she never expected him to ask again. She almost gave up but felt that perhaps, it was because Sly was still hurt. She felt something warm on her face before realizing they were tears she fought to hold. Sly wasn't moved by her tears. His eyes remained piercing when Monica's eyelids flung open."Why Sly?""Didn't you say that you would do anything? That is my condition. Sign the papers I sent to you," the iciness in his tone remained.Monica took a step back, found her voice and muttered, "NO.""What?" Sly frowned."I said No. I will never divorce you Sly, I will never leave you."Sly's expression darkened. "Let's get to the office. How much funds have you embezzled?""What? Are yo
Monica's face turned from pale pink to ghost white. The good news she happily carried stuck in her throat, her jaw clenched and her teeth gritted. She took a step back, her heart rate escalated. She had seen Sly with this girl in newspapers, social media pages and all but seeing it right in front of her staggered her hope. She imagined that after all the sacrifices made, the least Sly should have done was give her respect but that was out of the equation. Her initial motive was to excuse them but something in her would not allow it. She intended to play a good wife to Sly till he forgave her but now, her thought process was a mess. She wanted to step back but her leg took a step forward. Sly was expressionless. He showed no form of regret. Meg had a hideous smile curled. She knew that Sly hadn't defined their relationship and she wasn't his girlfriend but at least she got Monica furious and that was enough revenge on her part. Sly cleared his throat, stood from his e
"Monica, your words aren't making sense, what are you saying?" Gertrude was concerned about Monica. She feared that Monica's ways would be too extreme. "Just promise me that you will be willing to help when the time comes." Monica didn't want to be stopped. She had a plan and she needed help to see it hatched. This was her only way. However, all that Gertrude and James wanted was for Monica to be happy. "Good or bad, you can always count on me." "If it's to get Sly back to himself, then you can count me in too," James hated his best friend's new attitude and was ready to give it a try, even when he didn't know what laid ahead. Their commitment gave Monica a shoulder to lean on, as a fresh will of resolve run through her spine. She could only hope, that everything will work out as planned. "Good. I will let him off tonight but you have to do something for me tomorrow. He is going to take Meg out to the club in the night and I need you to help me wi
When Monica woke up, her head felt lighter and better. She felt more like herself. She was also more alert. The sun had already begun to set. She checked her phone and saw a trail of missed calls from Gertrude. Her mind instantly recalled that Sly was going to the club with Meg. Instantly, she jerked up from the bed and returned Gertrude's call. The latter answered immediately. She was already awaiting a call from Monica. "Sorry I was sleeping," Monica's gentle voice sounded at the end of the line. Gertrude narrowed her eyes, her one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding her phone to her ear. "You didn't go to work?" "No, I'm so tired. Besides, Meg will be in the office today. Trust me, it's not easy holding back when I see them together," Monica confessed to Gertrude. Gertrude was intoxicated with rage upon hearing Monica's confession. All along, Monica put on the attitude that she didn't care but knowing that it was eating her up, fueled
Sly was enthralled, his jaw dropped in shock. His lips rounded as if to say wow but he held back from uttering the word. Since it was the VIP, the men couldn't follow her in but Sly clearly understood that he had a mission to protect Monica. He couldn't in his wildest dream perceive Monica to go to such an extent. However, it didn't mean that he had forgiven her. "The same thing you are doing here," Monica responded, unfazed. She ambled to the sofa and sat down, her legs crossed. A sting of jealousy absorbed Meg like poison. She craved the effect Monica had on Sly. Monica didn't attempt to touch Sly or anything. Neither had she spared Meg a glance. It was as if she never existed. Sly's eyes darkened with lust but he controlled himself. "You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?" Monica shrugged, her voice calm, "well, I had enough rest during the day and decided that I should hang out a little." Of course, Sly didn't believe her, "you are lying Monica, you followed me
The next morning, Sly was the first to wake up. He didn't drink much last night so everything was still fresh on his mind. Monica was peacefully sleeping with her head on his chest. Sly's mind was soaked in confusion and regret. Nothing made sense to him. Somehow, he felt that Monica was on a mission. No matter how he tried, he couldn't believe the fact that Monica returned because she still loved him. Also, he feared for his heart. He couldn't discern the ability of his heart to handle any more heartbreak. Therefore, no matter how he tried to reconsider, he was still afraid of loving and trusting her again, only to return to meet an empty house. He has been able to pull through it and is comfortable living alone therefore, he wasn't ready to either trust her or make another commitment. He regretted having lost control last night. Even as her skin rested on him, he felt his cock harden from the contact. In order not to give in to his urge, he gently lif
Sly boiled in anger, his eyes moved from one corner to the other, as he accessed the once beautifully decorated room. The furniture was turned upside down, wallpapers torn, leaving a shambled appearance. He glanced at Monica, as she sat carefree on the chair with her legs crossed. His mind tried to analyze everything but strangely, his shock gradually dissipated, leaving a shred of a feeling of what Monica had become. He never expected a calm and calculated social phobia turning into what he would describe as cunning. He reckoned about the encounter in the club, then over here in the hotel and wondered if Monica monitored the CCTV installed in his office to get accurate information on his plans. He didn't suspect Veronica to be behind it because he hadn't thought that she would help Monica. Still, he couldn't bring himself to forget the pain he felt when he saw that video. He felt like a commodity traded in the market and given away on a platter of gold. The more he pond
"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