LISTOWEL’S POVI sat behind the long, dining table at the Grodon’s mansion. This mansion is where I grew up with both my parents and grandparents. Memories of my childhood filled my mind as I sat behind the table. As I darted around, admiring the artifacts, furniture, paintings, and other wares in the mansion that harbored my childhood memories, my heart gleamed with delight. But the heavy, suffocating air that engulfed the hall masked the delight within me. It has always been like this ever since my grandfather and parents died, leaving me with my grandmother and stepbrothers. My grandmother sat at the head of the table, her sharp eyes staring into her. The aura exuding from her was powerful and regal even in her old age. Beside me sat my stepbrothers, Daniel and James who were fidgeting in their seats, their lips tempting to break the loud silence. I hate being in the same room as them. My father had cheated on my mom with their mom. I never liked them because of their greedines
LISTOWEL’S POV The room fell into another tense silence. From the sides of my eyes, I could see grandma’s shocked face gradually darkening. Disapproval drawn all over her, but my expression remained straight and unbothered. I had been wanting to break the news to everyone for several years now. But I had to stop myself countless times from breaking it because I was afraid. I was afraid grandma might discard me and the company I worked so hard to grow will fall into the hands of my brothers. But now that Melissa was back, I was willing to risk it all. Besides, I’ve made my feelings and intentions clear to Wendy years ago,but she insisted she would win my heart again and forced herself to stay. For the past years, she's been trying to get me laid while she's messing around with other men but I've been acting oblivious. She had managed to get into grandma’s good books so bringing up talks of calling off the engagement would have disrupted my relationship with her. You know, im
MELISSA'S POV I could hear his long deep sigh on the line. “I'm sorry Melissa" For a moment my heart fluttered, but l instantly felt like he was genuine and that he was telling the truth. "Will it be possible for us to meet?" he asked. But the pity I was developing for him immediately got masked with contempt. My lips curled in disgust, an empty laugh echoing through the park as it left my lips. "Meet? You've got to be kidding me! Do you want to see me so you can fill me with your lies? No thanks, darling, I've outgrown your silly games”. Without waiting for his reply, I hung up the phone, my fingers trembling in anger. How dare he lay out such a request? Did he think I needed his comfort? Did he think calling me would unmake the harm done already? I tossed my phone inside my bag as I sprang up to my feet to take a walk. I was still stroking in the park, enjoying the breeze, when I felt a shadow loom over me. I couldn't even check to see who it was when a big muscled a
MELISSA’S POV “Seriously?…, is it my eyes or you really are on your knees right now?! Listowel, I don’t know if anyone has told you this before but you are very pathetic!”. “Does your fiancee know you are here pleading to get your ex-wife back? Is she aware that the man she will be marrying sooner or later is here crying to another woman to be accepted?” I asked, my bloodshot eyes glaring at him in disgust. I stood still, lost in my thoughts, wondering if Listowel had always been like this. A two-timer? “Yes…, she does. She knows you are the only one I love”, he replied as he raised and stood on his feet. Another loud laughter escaped my lips. This time, it was real and humorous. I've seen so many sides of Listowel but never this. “You're really hilarious, Mr. Gordon. I guess you still see me as a gullible teenager, who would believe anything and everything you say. What do you actually want? Huh? When we were together, you were in love with Wendy. You couldn't wait for h
LISTOWEL’S POVI turned back and forth restlessly in bed as I forced myself to sleep. Whenever my eyes closed, my mind was filled with memories of Melissa. The anger and resentment she had in her eyes while we were talking the last time had caused a sudden tightness in my chest. It was as if I was carrying a heavy burden but had no one to help me unload. I’m afraid it might escalate into something more deeper and she might not want to have anything to do with me again. But I wasn’t going to give up, not just like that. Not when I have her under the same roof as me at work. Not when I could still feel the same way I did when we were together six years ago. I just needed a way to make her realize how serious I was about her. Even though she might act distant, I know she still feels something for me. Not hate, not resentment but something else. Something deeper. I might not be certain of whatever feeling it was but one thing I’m certain about is the fact that she's mine. She has alwa
MELISSA’S POVTheir concerned look filled the unspeakable emptiness in my heart. I was still appreciating their wholesome and genuine reaction when Gloria’s voice broke through. “The CEO is really something else. After everything he passed you through…, he still got you working at his company? Woah…” her face contorted into a mischievous one as she let out her view. Yaw glanced at me with a stiffened look, a determined expression drawn all over his face, “Melissa, you don’t have to go through this alone. We’re on your side. We’ve got your back, we will make sure no one misunderstands you again”.Gloria, Collins, and Maxwell nodded in agreement, backing Yaw. Their support and kind words washed a sense of relief over me. Maybe today won’t be as terrible as I had envisioned. *****Soon, it was lunch break, Gloria and the rest had come to call me to join them at the cafeteria. As we settled in our seats, about to dig in, a group of people interrupted us.They threw a few glances at me
WENDY’S POV The morning light passed through the light curtains that manned the windows, hitting me in the eye. A groan escaped my lips as my eyes flared open. My eyes blinked severally, familiarizing itself with the rays. I tried sitting up, but the heavy arm that wrapped around my shoulders bounced me back to the bed. My eyes rolled at his audacity. It’s not as if he wasn't aware of the rules. Sex. Nothing else. No feelings attached. That was the agreement the man lying at my back, Clinton and I went into. He’s a nobody who does bartending for a living. His muscular and handsome physique is what attracted me. Our relationship is solely transactional. I pay him monthly, he gives me pleasure. Yes, pleasure. The man whom I will be boring his last name sooner or later is the one I’m supposed to be lying next but he hasn’t touched me in ages. Not since he found out about…, well…, my lies. I mean… he wasn’t supposed to, but he did anyway. To this day, I still don’t know how Lis
LISTOWEL’S POVThe force with which my door flew open startled me, causing me to look up from the paperwork before me. Anger coursed through me as I fixed my gaze at the door side, ready to descend on whoever left his manners at home for him to barge into my office like that.“What the hell is—” my words caught in my throat as I noticed the familiar figure, smirking at me as he stood by the door. It was Enerst. My best friend. He casually walked in when he noticed the grimace on my face subsiding. Loosening his tie and kicking off his shoes, he threw himself on one of the leather sofas in my office. Without warning, he stood up and turned on the fan before resuming back to the sofa. Lying on his back he stretched out one of his legs to face west while the other faced east. Rolling my eyes at him, I asked in an irritated voice, “Really Enerst? Do you realize this is an office and that not everybody slacks off around like you do?”Enerst just grinned, unbothered at my words. “And do
GIOVANNI’S POV It was a few minutes after the lunch break, I had just arrived in my office after going out to eat myself when I heard Leticia; my personal secretary, and another staff laughing and giggling about something. At first, their faces looked serious as they murmured something to themselves. Their actions were pissing me off so I had to stand up from my chair to go tell them off when I overheard Melissa’s name. I immediately confronted them so they had no choice but to narrate to me what had happened at the cafeteria earlier. Per what they told me it seemed Madam Gordon was here for trouble so I had to intervene. I'm aware Melissa was somehow involved with his grandson, Listowel Gordon in the past, so I wasn't much surprised to have heard she's here. Using the stairs, I made my way towards Melissa’s office. There was a deafening silence in the alley that led to Melissa’s office which I found suspicious. Just when I was about to knock on the door and enter, a shrill
MELISSA’S POV I was at lunch break, eating a roll of shawarma when I heard the canteen suddenly go silent. Curious, I lifted up my gaze and glanced around to see what could have probably caused such a deafening silence. My heart almost skipped a beat when suddenly all eyes in the room turned towards my direction. “What is it? What could I have possibly done to have secured this amount of curious stares.” I whispered to myself as swallowed hard the bite of the food I already had in my mouth down to my stomach. I quickly grasped the orange juice on the table to sip, while hoping against hope that this numerous stares were not meant for me. And probably for someone sitting behind me. As the stares persisted, I finally accepted that they were all looking at me and was probably waiting for my reaction. Finally summoning courage, I turned to have a look at what was possibly going on with me to have garnered so much attention and my heart nearly jumped out of my throat
LISTOWEL’S POV“As a child, I thought it was cool that you kept doing things to cover up for me. But it was only recently that I discovered you covered any mess I found myself in just because of reputation. A mere reputation. You did everything for me only to keep your name highly in front of others. Even on days when I was falsely accused, you never listened to my side of the story. You only assumed I was guilty and went ahead to use your connections to cover it up. Tears crinkled at the corner of my eyes, threatening to fall. Memories of the unjust situations I had to endure in my high school days sunk in, and if not for the fact I didn't want her to perceive me as weak, I would have broken down crying. I sniffled and slightly raised my eyes to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. Staring dead into her eyes, “But you know what? Those days are over and I’m glad to say it doesn't hurt anymore. And do you know what that means? Probably no. So let me explain. I don’t care i
Listowel’s pov "To do what?" I bellowed, my nonchalant face turning into a grimace. “What do you mean by to do what? Is it wrong that she comes to see her future mother-in-law?” “Of course it is wrong. I have nothing to do with her anymore so it will be good for all of us if you don't entertain her anymore,” I emphasized. “Oh give me a break! And why have you been embarrassing her like that lately?” Embarrassing her you say? I don’t even remember the last I saw her. Well, after tonight, I hope you'll stop pushing her to me. Grandma’s eyes narrowed as she asked, “What do you mean by that?” Pulling my phone from my pocket, I scrolled through my gallery to look for the photos of Wendy and Clinton that Kevin had sent to me earlier. “I mean, after looking at these, I'm not sure you'll view her the same, “ I said, slipping the phone on the table. The photos, displayed on the phone were She hurriedly grabbed it to look at what it was. As soon as she glanced through, her eyes f
LISTOWEL’S POV I was closing early today from work because of the call I received yesterday. She had called while I was in the car with Melissa and requested that I come to the family mansion tonight. “Kevin,” I called out. He was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room, reading through an ancient literature. He put the book aside and stood up on his feet and responded. “Yes sir” Throwing on my coat, I hurled my car keys which he caught in an impressive swift turn. I glanced again at him for a while and the hint of tension in his eyes ever since his recent behavior didn't go unnoticed by me. To be honest, I couldn't even bring myself to be angry at him. He's human and has feelings too so I find it quite understandable. Besides, his secret meeting with Wendy had yielded good results after all. “We will pass by Grandma’s place before I go home tonight,” I announced while fixing up the button on my sleeves. “Okay, sir. I will go get the car ready then,” he said
MELISSA’S POVMy heart pounded heavily in my chest, as I waited in the line. It was as if my heart was going to burst with each passing second.“Melissa?”Mr. Giovanni’s voice finally resounded after a while. “How are you?”Swallowing a chunk down my throat, I responded, “I’m doing well, sir. I’m so sorry for calling you on your break time.” “No worries, dear. I planned on calling to check up on you today. You’ve been absent from work for two days now without any prior notice.” His voice was firm and strict as he repeated the known. The sternness in his voice made my knee wobble a bit, but I clenched my teeth together to compose myself. I’m so sorry I couldn’t give a notice sir. I was attacked three days ago while going home from work. Everything happened abruptly and it skipped my mind to call. I’m so sorry—““Really? Sorry about that. I knew you wouldn’t just be lazy around without any reason. Were you severely hurt?” He inquired. I let out a heavy breath as his tone turned to
MELISSA’S POV “How did it go?” Listowel asked as he opened the car door for me. “I didn't meet him. He wasn't around?” I simply said, sounding restless. “Okay. But are you sure that is all? You don’t look okay. Did something happen up there?” He asked, concern evident in his voice. “Hmmm,” I mumbled, looking straight ahead. I didn't want to look at him because I knew that the moment I did, I would have started crying. The humiliation I endured from Leticia coupled with the fact that I might actually lose my job was too much to bear. I could only bite the sides of my lips to stop myself from letting out the tears. “Lisa, look at me and tell me what is wrong?” he asked as he gently placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at him, and the tears I was fighting to resist started streaming down my cheeks effortlessly. “I don't want to lose it. I don't want to lose my job,” I muttered, shaking my head in sorrow. “Why what is it?” he looked confused as he asked. Wit
LISTOWEL’S POV “Please come with me. Let us go to your workplace together,” I said while cleaning off the tears from her face. She raised her vibrant eyes which were bloodshot a few minutes ago to look at me and nodded before rising to her feet. Holding her lightly by the waist, I walked her back to the car. The drive to the firm she works at, Legalstone Solicitors was very quiet and unsettling. I had attempted to break the silence that had enveloped the car with some silly talks and jokes but they all ended as quickly as it came. Even though Lisa was seated right by my side, she refused to look at the road ahead, she had her face turned to the door window. I figured she needed some time to herself so I let her be throughout the whole ride without further talks. With a low screeching sound from the tires, we quietly pulled up in front of Legalstone Solicitors. It was working hours so the compound was quiet and empty. Most of the staff were inside. Melissa grabbed
LISTOWEL’S POV Her sudden outburst caught me by surprise. Her expression which was both a mixture of worry and stress a few minutes ago had now turned into a dark grimace. I was about to justify myself when she thundered, “Does everything have to be on your terms? Why do you want to force your decisions on me? This is my life! My job! And I am the one to decide what is good for me. Just because I allow you to linger around does not mean you can dictate to me!” Her eyes had turned red and teary as she blurted out. My heart felt heavy and I could feel my chest tightening as the tears threatened to fall from her eyes. I had no idea this was what my actions had been like. I honestly thought doing everything she wanted and genuinely caring for her was the best. But how come I didn’t realize I was downplaying her decisions as well as her confidence? Oh God! Why am I this incompetent? Why didn’t I realize I was doing the same thing I swore never to do again? Why was I hur