Darlington Briggs:After the maids left us, my mother waited for Samara to join us for dinner at the table. My mother inquired, "Darlington, how about Jenna? I hope you're calling her?""Yes, Mom. I did," I replied, looking away and staring at my meal while Samara approached and settled beside my mother."Is Amara not joining us for dinner?" Samara asked as she sat down. My mother replied before I could, "No. I had warned her not to sit here with me and have her dinners. She's not my daughter-in-law, and I only tolerated her before because your father was around. Amara isn't welcomed here, and the best we can do is to treat her badly so that she can leave.""Okay," Samara said, not looking happy. I asked her, "What's wrong, sister?""Nothing, I was only asking about her," Samara said. I knew she had some other things to say, but she didn't want to discuss it in our mother's presence."Okay, let's eat now," I replied, and my mother blessed the meals. I saw the maid returned downstairs
Darlington Briggs;I stepped into my sitting room and saw that Amara was asleep on the couch. I knew she was exhausted from our first lovemaking, and I honestly had made the right decision.I liked Amara, and I cannot say I'm in love with her as I had been hard on her. But I truly do like her. I admired her sleeping form, then not wanting to wake her up. I walked up to the bedroom door and unlocked it, then carefully carried Amara to our room and laid her on the bed.I admired her sexy pink lips that I had kissed before, and caressed her lips. I desired to have her once more. "Mmmm," Amara mumbled and pulled me closely before her eyes flung open and she sprang up on the bed."What are you trying to do?" Amara asked me shyly and I replied, "Admiring my wife.""Hmm," Amara blushed and despite my room bulb being dimly lit blue, I could still see Amara's blushing face."Hmm, what? Ain't you my wife again? Honestly, I am not satisfied and you know I don't get satisfied with eating only one
Amara Nicholas.After Darlington left home, I went to have my bath and pondered on his request for me not to encounter his mother. I stepped out of the bathroom and wore my casual blue top and brown skirt. I went to the sitting room and saw a maid was already there, cleaning it up."Good morning, ma." The maid greeted me, and I replied to her, "Morning." I walked away to sit on the couch, observing the maid arranging the cushions properly on the remaining couch. She cleared her cleaning equipment, leaving the sitting room. As there was power supply, I embarked on switching on the television.It was morning, so I decided to keep myself company by watching a movie. However, my fun was interrupted when Mrs. Ifeoma arrived. She knocked on the sitting room door and entered in her brown long gown."Good morning, ma," I greeted her. Mrs. Ifeoma looked at me angrily. She inquired, "Why are you just sitting down there? Stand up and assist the maids in doing something meaningful and useful."I
Amara's POV."Good evening, Amara, how are you doing?" My aunt, Mrs. Juliet inquired. Smiling, I replied, "I'm fine, aunt. How are Bella and Olivia doing?""All fine. Your mother told me that you're doing well over there in the city. But I decided to give you a call by myself to find out," Aunt Juliet says."Yes, Aunt. I am good. How's home and work?" I inquired to which she responded, "All good. Please take good care of yourself, okay. When Bella comes to the city, she will come to visit you, to keep you company.""Okay, aunt. I will be expecting her visit," I said. I didn't want to bother telling my aunt of the challenges that I am facing in the Briggs mansion. That was unnecessary going into details about my challenge as it would only heighten her worries about me."Okay, dear. Take good care of yourself, okay? Goodbyes," Aunt Juliet said, and the phone call ended.I kept my phone, not wanting to surf the internet to know what was trending. I lay back on the bed and succumbed to sl
Darlington's POV.I couldn't believe Amara would be bold enough to announce to my mother that I touched her. When I was at our branch companies and received a phone call from my mother. I wonder why she sounded so urgent, demanding that I must return to our abode. I had to explain to her that I wasn't around and when I return home, we can sort out the matter. I knew it was about Amara. My mother doesn't like her and Amara is clearly stubborn as I advised her to keep her distance away from my mother.I was afraid for my mother not to develop a heart attack because of me. I couldn't admit it to her face that I like Amara, even though it was what I was supposed to do. I held myself from admitting the truth and for the first time in my life, I had to lie to my mother even when I meet her gaze. I should have known Amara would disclose the truth.I remember that I didn't use any protection on Amara, but that shouldn't be my mother's concern at the moment to avoid her passing out because of
Darlington's POV."What are you trying to do?" Amara asked me as she lay on the bed while I hovered above her."Something I will miss if you leave here," I said."But you just told your mother now that we didn't do anything and you would keep your distance away from me? So, you're a liar, right?" Amara asked me as she tried to sit up on my bed."No. I am not lying to you, nor do I look like a liar?" I asked, biting her left finger warmly as I let go and held her back to lay on the bed."Don't you want me?" I asked. Amara blushed and replied, "I used to, but not anymore. Let me go before your mother or sister would catch us in bed.""They wouldn't, I will be gentle. Please.." I begged and Amara looked at me in stunned disbelief."No! For the fact that you told a lot of lies in my presence and also to your mother. I don't trust you anymore, and I have to be careful with you. Where's the protection that you told your mother you used on me the last time?" Amara asked, just as her eyes sea
Amara's POV:I settled into one of the guest rooms and arranged my box to fit into the wardrobe. It was already past 8 pm, and after I was through arranging my box, I heard a knock on the door, while a maid arrived with a tray of food."Good evening, Mr. Darlington said I should give it to you," the maid said, while I collected the tray and closed the room door behind me. I locked it, as I didn't want to encounter Darlington or his mother.I went to sit in the single white couch in the room. The room was very spacious and had a bed covered in a cream bedspread. "This is what I should have done since," I mused and stared at the tray of food covered.I set it aside on a stool and resumed eating. While I was engrossed in eating the food, it dawned on me that I didn't take my phone when I was leaving Darlington's bedroom, and if I returned there, it might seem like I was trying to gain his attention again.I mused and decided to eat my dinner first. The room had a wide flat-screen televis
Amara Nicholas!"What do you want again?!" I almost yelled out, but Darlington immediately covered my lips with his hand and pulled me into my bedroom, shutting the door behind me. He pressed me against the door and replied, "You know what I wanted. I couldn't sleep in my bed, without thinking about you."I tried to free myself from Darlington's masculine grip. He leaned closer to me and kissed me on my neck. "Just stop!" Before I could say anything else, Darlington's hot lips captured mine and weakened my resolve, and he carried me passionately to the bed. I became too weak to protest. I wanted him, so I didn't bother to stop him again as he was wearing only a white night robe and his shorts.With the speed of light, Darlington took off his robe and tossed it aside on my bed. He stripped himself and came to assist me in stripping off my nightgown. I was supposed to protest, knowing that Darlington was in an affair that he didn't want to end. Not only that, whatever he says to me at t