Henry. The guard I appointed to follow Emily around secretly came back with disturbing reports although I expected to hear that. I didn’t want to act rashly, so I decided to do the last thing that would maybe connect Emily and me even if she was out of my life. When she had a test with her doctor I decided to do the DNA test in secret and the result came out. I was shocked when I saw it, it was right there staring at me. The child wasn’t mine, all this while I had been hoping and praying for the child to come out quickly but it isn’t even mine. I abandoned my own child because of another person's child. Was this my karma? Was this the universe's way of punishing me? I couldn’t help but laugh at my predicament, this…all this happening to me right now sounded funny. First, I divorced my wife because of her, ignored my little girl's needs because of her, and yet at the end I didn’t get the happy ever after I was hoping for. It was gone, gone a long time ago. Maybe I was destined n
Henry. The shocked expression on her face was what I wanted to see; she couldn't believe I knew about this file. “Where…..Where did you get that?” She asked, still looking at me with wide eyes filled with shock and fear. I didn't bother answering her as I went through what was written in the file—I knew she missed this file with the ones I had in my office but I had no idea what was in it, I didn’t bother to read it— and I couldn't believe what I was reading. It was shocking; I did not expect this from Emily. She did not love me; she only wanted what I had which was my money. I stared at her in shock, it was my turn to be shocked. I had no idea what was inside, so seeing it for the first time was shocking.“Great, you do not fail to always surprise me, Emily,” I said without taking my eyes from the file. “I,…it’s not what you are thinking Henry, believe me,”“Believe you? You want me to believe you after everything you have done?” I asked and she bobbed her head up and down. “You
Gwen. I couldn’t move, I even found it hard to breathe with Henry in my arms. He was hugging me, I could still feel his warm skin on me. What I do not know is why. Why is he here, why is he hugging me at this time of the night?“Henry…” I called and tried moving from his hold but his hands tightened around my waist. “Please just a minute more,” he begged with his head resting on my shoulder. I wanted to say no to me, wanted to yell at him to let me go but I couldn’t. I just let him hug me as he pleased. …..I found myself in my living room with Henry sitting on my couch while crying. I couldn’t ask anything, I just watched him as he cried like a baby. He hadn’t cried like this before so I wonder what’s wrong. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry for coming here unannounced,” he apologized as he cleaned his face. I didn’t bother saying anything to him, he cleaned his face and then looked around. “Where’s Jas?” He asked and I stared at him with my brows raised. “Sorry, I know she must be sleepi
Emily. Disgrace. Shame. Humiliation. I felt all of those things tenfolds today, and they were all caused by someone whom I loved. Henry, I never believed he would do something this embarrassing to me. I thought I had everything planned out, I thought I had been playing him for a fool but in the end, I was the one who got fooled. After getting myself thrown out of his mansion with nothing but my tiny clothes on, I stopped at the nearest cab and told him Riley’s address. While in the car I prayed and hoped for her to be home, I had no dime on me to pay for the ride. As soon as we got there, I caught Riley peeking from her window, she always do this when she was scared. I wonder what happened to her again, I pushed that aside and went to her. “Riley, I need some cash,” I said knocking on her door. It took less than a minute for her to open the door. The first thing I noticed was that she looked terrified, she was sweating and shaking slightly but that didn’t go unnoticed to
Emily. Why was he here? Shouldn’t he still be at the hole he has been hiding ever since?I didn’t move as I stayed in his embrace. “I would have fucked you right here if you weren’t carrying someone’s bastard child,” he muttered after pulling from the kiss. I was at least happy he wasn’t going to touch me, I wanted to know why he was here but I couldn’t say anything. He was going to get angry if I said something he did not like and getting him mad wasn’t something I wanted to do right now. He has just arrived so he mustn’t be angered, instead I should divert him from asking about his child. “You didn’t tell me you were coming Ian,” I said trying to start a conversation. He frowned, “and when do I have to inform you of my coming here,” he answered rudely. “I…I….” I stuttered. “And besides didn’t I tell you I’m coming over soon, so here I am,” he said. I forced a smile on my face, “But you should have called to tell me you were coming today and why did you stop at Riley’s hou
Gwen. I woke up the next day to an empty house since Jasmine and Jason were still at mother's house. I couldn’t sleep properly last night, not after what Henry said. I could not sleep, I tried and no matter how hard I did I couldn’t. I wanted to believe what he said, I wanted to think that what he said was real but at the same time I knew he only said those things last night because Emily broke his heart. Henry doesn’t love me or miss me like he said, he said those things to make himself feel a little connection between us. I wouldn’t let that get to my head and then think that he’s ready to patch things up between us. I don’t know if I’m going to accept him though but I want to believe that I would forgive him for Jasmine's sake. I freshened up and stepped out of the house, but almost tripped on something. “What the….” The words trialed when I saw what it was. What the hell? Why the heck is this big bouquet here on my doorstep?I looked around but couldn’t see anyone so who coul
Gwen. I stared at the man in shock, what was he doing here? I thought he wouldn’t see me again until he was what…..what, Gwen? “Didn’t you miss me?” He asked again. I snapped out of my thoughts, “What….why are you here?” I asked after staring at him speechless for a long time. I took in his appearance, he looked more boyish than the last time I saw him. I also noticed something about him, he was growing a beard now. His smile dropped a bit, “why? You don’t want me here?” He asked instead of answering my question. What? “No….no, I didn’t say that. I am just surprised to see you here,” I blabbered.He didn’t say anything after that, he looked at me and then at my bag that was on the floor. “You must be really surprised to see me huh?” He asked. I cleared my throat then bent over to pick the bag up, I walked to my seat and sat down. “Why didn’t you call?” I asked. He shrugged, “maybe I wanted to surprise you, or maybe not,” I don’t like the way he was speaking this casually l
Ryan. Rage. Lust. And hate was all I felt when I left my house that morning and it’s what I still feel now. I hate this feeling, I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I shouldn’t been feeling this urge to get her, I wanted to go and leave her alone but I couldn’t. The damn feeling was there, the feeling of wanting to be around her, of wanting to possess her. I don’t want this—this feeling wasn’t love or like for her, it’s lust. I want to possess every single thing about her but I wouldn't sit back and let another man take her. She’s mine, she will always be mine and I was going to get her back. I have been hiding like a fucking freak for a while, trying to get over this strong urge but it was hard. It was fucking hard to let her go, not when I see her every single day. Yes, you heard that. I do stalk…..no, I wouldn’t call it that, I followed her around for some days now but the urge was still there. I wanted to come back and beg her for forgiveness, I shouldn’t have left the next morn