IRIS'S POV:Now I felt totally horrible and I ran through my face, everywhere was as silent as a graveyard which was definitely a wrong comparison given the situation at ground. To make matters worse, some medical personnels came out rolling a covered body out but stopped when they saw us. I could hear a sniffle coming from someone which I would guess to be Sophie, she hated situations like this.“I'm so sorry.” I coughed out and he smiled tightly.“I totally understand and I'm sorry for all the trauma and pain I caused you in the past, and what Gabriel is doing to you and your family. You still hit as hard as before I see. “ He joked trying to lighten up the mood as he adjusted his suit, and there was a cut on his lip.“Thank you for the suit and for this hit. I needed it more than you would ever imagine.” He looked surprisingly sincere, looking so hurt and he walked off. I could feel everyone's eyes glued on me and waiting for my next move.I closed my eyes for a second before hurry
3RD POV:TWO WEEKS LATER:“You poisoned the kids? Did they die?” Loud questioning came from the abandoned duplex out of town, with little to no internet and power majorly supplied by the solar panel gotten from Iris's company.She packed up her hair in a messy bun and yawned, “I did and those little bastards didn't. You know I have always hated those two kids since I laid my eyes on them and it was going to be easier this way. Getting rid of them as well as having Iris crying her eyes out. It's so annoying seeing her grinning from all directions of the camera, I just wish I was able to stay longer and see the tears rolling down her fat cheeks.”She tossed the little transparent bag of poison on the table stand in her room while he sat on the bed laughing at her words while keeping his eyes on her as she stripped out of her clothes. “Well, as long as there are no cameras that capture your face, it's great to keep them on their toes and have fun with them. However, you need to keep me
IRIS'S POV:When I was eight years old, my parents had bought me a new toy. In the carton there was a man in a suit and a woman in a white dress. I had organized various types of weddings for them and I had joined my mother in watching soap operas in order to gain new ideas for weddings. I was literally an event planner for the dolls. So it stimulated my desire to become the most beautiful bride and have the most gorgeous and creative wedding in the world.I had read of ladies who were dating men for over ten years and the man fails to propose, breaks up and dates another woman, and marries her in a span of months.I hated that so much and it scared me for what the future held for me. But it seemed like the heavens had whispered to me, I have nothing to worry about.After college, I was young and I told my parents, I wanted to live by myself and enjoy the world. So I took a trip to the first country that came to my mind, Simia, and took a five hour flight excited for what the future
IRIS'S POV:“I can't believe this….this has to be some sort of prank.” Hot tears ran down my cheeks as I carried up my gown running back to the dressing room.I could literally hear the laughter and amusement from the guests who I knew totally agreed with the unbelievable words which escaped Gabriel's lips. The security had pushed back the paparazzi who tried entering back into the church again enabling me to head back into the dressing room, but it was definitely easy for them to capture my face which was most definitely ruined by the tears which ran through my cheek unstoppably.“It's a prank. We were just fine yesterday, what could have gone wrong? Where was this even coming from.” My mind was racing, as I wiped my face as soon as I took off my wedding dress in a haste, but the tears still continued flowing as I had imagined Gabriel being the one taking this dress off.I threw on the most casual outfit I could find was a pink floral summer dress which I was meant to wear as we head
IRIS'S POV:“I need at least five more glasses pleasee.” I dragged out with a weak smile on my face and what anyone would describe as tipsy but I knew I wasn't. I adjusted myself on the stool I was seated on, taking the last drop of tequila in the shot glass.At this point, I want a whole bottle.After leaving the hotel embracing the looks of pity and amusement on the people's faces, and the flashing of camera's from guests devices, I hailed a taxi and requested to be driven to the best bar paparazzi free bar in the entire city and the driver duly obliged, looking at me with an emotion I couldn't read nor cared enough to through the rearview mirror.I was now seated in a cozy bar, after tipping the driver handsomely, which seemed so private and secluded as I wanted, but yet luxurious and aesthetically pleasing. An artist was singing and a group of others were playing a soft song, singing from her heart an heartbreak song almost made me break down crying yet again.But I was surrounded
IRIS'S POV:The bar also had various rooms on the top floors like a hotel, so he requested a room and led us into the elevator. The second the elevator closed, I attached my lips unto his and we kissed passionately, like we had been dying for it.His lips were definitely as soft as I imagined. The elevator doors opened, and he carried me up being that he was a tall, muscular man and I wrapped my legs around his torso, still kissing each other hungrily.He broke the kiss apart to open the doors while I kept leaving hickies on his neck, and he groaned in pleasure. As soon as we arrived into the room, he threw me on the bed making me take in the rosy scent of the room and I bit my lip seductively and hungrily, looking at him as he slowly took off his clothes like a male stripper. I also mirrored his actions and did the same and I was amazed seeing him standing before me in all his glory looking as handsome as the man women only dreamed about.He had to be getting paid for this.. He cam
3RD POV:THAT MORNING:“Beep…Beep…Beep.”Jonathan groaned, waking up to the sound of his phone buzzing repeatedly, he stretched his hand with his eyes shut closed and used his hand to search for the girl he had made love to and connected with physically and sexully the entire night but after a second, he felt her absence making him open his eyes widely and look around the room.“W….I didn't even get her name! Sweetheart!“ He muttered to himself then called out the nickname he had accorded to her, rising to his feet, searching for her in the bathroom and he turned around noticing her clothes which were littered on the floor were now gone.He scrunched up his face, and walked towards the bed stand noticing a stack of money with his phone next to it.“Did…Did she just leave me here? With some cash?” Anger rushed through his veins and he picked up the stack of money and in rage, threw it on the floor.He grabbed the landline,and dialed the number of the receptionist on the ground floor, p
3RD POV:TWO MONTHS LATER.After Iris's one night stand and being dumped publicly and humiliated, by noon, she had already purchased a ticket going back to her home in Kemela, and she broke down into tears as soon as she saw her parents at the airport waiting for her with opened arms stretched out to embrace her and welcome their only child back.They had been her comfort and support system as she dealt with the heartbreak and they had been doing everything to cheer her up and she had been dealing with it perfectly. They were good even the bad days but for the past week, she had been feeling strange.“Girl, I brought everything you might need.” Her best friend since they were kids, Mariana, arrived at home early this morning as requested by Iris.“Why did you bring this?” Iris questioned in irritation and fear, seeing a pregnancy test amongst other things like chocolate and stomach medicines.“Baby girl, you described to me in full detail how that gigolo had sex with you like you two
3RD POV:TWO WEEKS LATER:“You poisoned the kids? Did they die?” Loud questioning came from the abandoned duplex out of town, with little to no internet and power majorly supplied by the solar panel gotten from Iris's company.She packed up her hair in a messy bun and yawned, “I did and those little bastards didn't. You know I have always hated those two kids since I laid my eyes on them and it was going to be easier this way. Getting rid of them as well as having Iris crying her eyes out. It's so annoying seeing her grinning from all directions of the camera, I just wish I was able to stay longer and see the tears rolling down her fat cheeks.”She tossed the little transparent bag of poison on the table stand in her room while he sat on the bed laughing at her words while keeping his eyes on her as she stripped out of her clothes. “Well, as long as there are no cameras that capture your face, it's great to keep them on their toes and have fun with them. However, you need to keep me
IRIS'S POV:Now I felt totally horrible and I ran through my face, everywhere was as silent as a graveyard which was definitely a wrong comparison given the situation at ground. To make matters worse, some medical personnels came out rolling a covered body out but stopped when they saw us. I could hear a sniffle coming from someone which I would guess to be Sophie, she hated situations like this.“I'm so sorry.” I coughed out and he smiled tightly.“I totally understand and I'm sorry for all the trauma and pain I caused you in the past, and what Gabriel is doing to you and your family. You still hit as hard as before I see. “ He joked trying to lighten up the mood as he adjusted his suit, and there was a cut on his lip.“Thank you for the suit and for this hit. I needed it more than you would ever imagine.” He looked surprisingly sincere, looking so hurt and he walked off. I could feel everyone's eyes glued on me and waiting for my next move.I closed my eyes for a second before hurry
IRIS'S POV:THAT EVENING:“I came as soon as I heard and Bonnie stayed back with the baby. What are they saying?” Carl joined us in the hallway, greeting everyone who was just as anxious. I remained silent and to myself wiping away my tears, ignoring everyone's word of comfort and encouragement, just thinking long and hard of what had possibly gone wrong. As the twins were rushed in about thirty minutes ago, we all overheard the doctors and paramedic suggest that they were most likely poisoned and Jason's condition was more critical than Jamie.From where? By who? When? “I should have been more cautious and careful. If anything happens to them, I will never be able to forgive myself.” I thought outloud and placed my head in my hand, trying my best not to break down into tears and I could feel Jonathan's muscular arm instantly pulling me.“It's not your fault, Iris. They are going to be fine.” Mariana and Sophie said in unison, just like the twins and I imagined never getting to hear
JONATHAN'S POV:THAT SAME DAY:“Thank you, thank you so much, Sweetheart. This would have never happened without you.” I kissed my wife repeatedly on her forehead, cheeks, lips and neck and she giggled melodiously, looking so gorgeous. Whew…My wife is breathtaking. Even with little to no make up.“It's all you, love. You are so talented, passionate and amazing, it's only right you get your flowers and deal with whoever attempts to tarnish your image.” She spoke sweetly and I held onto her waist firmly, unable to wipe the smile on my face.The switch in people's words and reactions to me was quite amusing. My assistant had read what was being said now and I was just glad, the restaurant would continue receiving customers as this also affected the sales of the restaurant. “I love you so much, with everything in me!” I told her with absolute sincerity, and she cupped my cheek, pressing her lips on mine and kissing me softly.“I love you too, and the kids and I are so proud of you.” She
IRIS'S POV:“In the absence of any confessions or words from either of these great chefs. Let's begin….” The announcer stated, and began cutting down along with every other person in the audience as well as the kids who were just so energetic from all that sugar intake.“3….2….1…” And they began, grabbing their utensils and everything needed.The hall was not so large, it had a capacity of two thousand people because as soon as the tickets were out they were instantly sold out. Many referred to the competition as the ‘greatest battle of the sexiest chefs.’ And what was better than watching it in person…The hall was dimly lit, and the spotlights were on the contestants who had their eyes facing to the audience and the judges who also watched how they had prepared it. I wasn't even as tense as I should be, because one of the judges was present at the revealing of this new meal and he had been one who gave Jonathan thumbs up.But I feared whoever was behind bribing Chef Ryan could also
IRIS'S POV:A WEEK LATER:“Good morning everyone. I am Iris Knight, wife of Jonathan Knight and I will answer a few questions after sharing some words.” I spoke in a very assertive tone, speaking into the different microphones before me. “Chef's Ris was made inspired by me because I am my husband's taste, which is probably why a single bite of the meal will always make you moan or groan at its blended delicious taste. Chefs who have been in love could probably understand what I'm talking about. Chef Ryan who knows if he has or would ever experience the love Jonathan and I share, what if he truly has, won't it be great if he gathered with us by tomorrow night with it being publicly streamed, in order for the whole world to see the same passion and ease in his eyes as he cooks. We've all witnessed Jonathan Knight prepare this meal confidently for years, how come we haven't heard or seen Ryan Jared do the same? If he doesn't, it displays how much of a liar and fraud he is right?” I chuc
JONATHAN'S POV:A WEEK LATER:Bonnie had given birth to a baby boy, and though premature, all four of us had concluded that he was going to be so bad yet great like Carl was. If I hadn't admired Carl before then I totally did now, he had been making sure Bonnie was doing well after the surgery as well as questioning the doctors about the most minimal things everytime he goes online to read something about premature birth. He had also been flooding her with gifts and he shared with Tristan and I that it was finally time to get her the luxurious car she had requested for because she duly deserved it as his greatest fear which was losing her didn't come to pass. Iris also had been so attentive to Bonnie's needs, talking to her about her feelings and worries as a new mother and I had seen them both crying one time. It still broke my heart till this day that I was unable to be there for Iris and be by her side through postpartum.I just hope there will be a next time and I will be there.
JONATHAN'S POV:TWO DAYS LATER:“Jonathan Knight, are the rumors true?”“Chef Ryan has made a whole lot of allegations against you, what do you have to say?”“Are the Knights really thieves of ideas?”“Is this how you plan to portray yourself to your kids?”The paparazzi came all at once as Tristan and I exited out of my office, we ignored them and my security hurriedly pushed them back in order for us to walk past, handing us glasses which I was so thankful for because the cameras kept flashing repeatedly in both our eyes.We successfully entered my black SUV and I heaved out a breath.“What the hell?!” Tristan exclaimed as one of the female reporters clung out at him, preventing him from shutting the door.“Give us something…anything, Mr Knight. Just a word.” She pleaded, sticking her head through the door which was almost getting closed and my security carefully pulled her away.Tristan and I looked at each other after locking the doors and laughed out loud. My driver soon started
3RD POV:THE NEXT MORNING:“Good morning, Sweetheart.” Jonathan greeted Iris, kissing her forehead and she smiled weakly, sitting up watching him bring breakfast on a tray.Iris had already woken up a few minutes ago, and almost shed a tear out of anger at the trending headline all over every blog and the mean words being said about him, set to tarnish her husband's image. Ten minutes after Jonathan's interaction with the lady he suspected to be Scarlet, everybody in the entire hall and world got a notification which stated such defamatory remarks against Jonathan.Jonathan Knight, a role model to many and a successful chef, has been called out by Chef Ryan Jared as a thief who stole his popular delicious recipe for Chef's Ris. This proves Jonathan Knight is not a man of integrity and a thief! He literally forced his wife to marry him, he can coerce anyone to do anything and steal as well. Don't you think?It was uploaded on a blog and it got over fifteen million views in an hour. J