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TREVORAshley looks between me and Chloe as she leaves my condo, her eyes asking the questions her lips wouldn’t dare utter. I shut the door behind her, sinking into the couch and letting out a deep sigh when Chloe picks up the bottle from the floor and sets it on the table before she picks up the remote control and turns the TV on.“Trouble in paradise?” She asks, lighting the blunt and taking a long drag before she passes it to me.Chloe and I have been friends since we were toddlers, we messed around as teenagers and gave each other our firsts but we quickly realised it was only a fleeting thing and decided to remain as friends and that’s how it’s been since then.“More like trouble in hell…that girl is the fucking devil,” I reply, puffing the joint.Chloe snickers. “You really know how to pick your bitches.”I frown at that, knowing exactly what she means, she’s never hidden her dislike for Scarlett. They’re always at loggerheads and shit. Scarlett really doesn’t mind her, she’s n
SCARLETT Sometimes I don’t get sports, just a bunch of people running around, putting themselves through rigorous physical exercise, always trying to get a ball to do something, whether it’s going past a goalkeeper, going over a line or into a basket. I’m watching Delia and her teammates’ soccer practice with a little more enthusiasm than normal because I’m finally getting a little understanding of the game, since Delia has explained it like a dozen times. Just like music helps me sometimes escape the world, that is what soccer does for Delia. She said it’s the only thing that makes her feel seen, where her being a shy girl who rarely talks to anyone doesn’t matter. When the ball is at her feet, she feels like she is truly free to express herself and her feet does all the talking her mouth never could. Delia passes the ball to a teammate and then runs ahead and her teammate plays it in between the legs of the opponent, giving the ball back to Delia, who dribbles past two defender
SCARLETT One of the advantages of having mom around is that we are the same size and as much as we do not see eye to eye, she has boxes full of new clothes that I may or may not have borrowed for the party. The card didn’t carry a dress code but it carried a colour theme, white. I’m wearing a two piece corset top and pants, a pair of white heels on my feet, tiny silver hoop earrings on my ear and a tiny silver necklace sits on my neck, with heavy white bangles on my wrist. My makeup is pretty light, faint smoky shade around my eyes and some glitter and just gloss on my lips, my golden brown hair wrapped into a single bun. Delia on the other hand is wearing a white off shoulder modal gown that stops a few inches shy from her knees, with a thigh slit that runs a few inches high, accentuating her long, sexy and athletic legs. She lets her short sandy blonde hair down, barely grazing her shoulders and her face was beat to perfection by Lexi, the beautiful blend of contour and subtle
SCARLETT Trevor snaps his fingers and flicks it towards the security guards standing by the main entrance and two of them run to him. My chest rises and falls slowly, every breath slow and steady, ready to unleash my anger on him. I’ll never be a little wimp for his sake again. That’s what Damian called me right? A little wimp, well, never again. “Sir,” Both men say simultaneously, bowing slightly. “Take that woman and throw her out of this place, I don’t even want the smell of her here, you understand?” Trevor says and I’m about to fire back when I notice he’s pointing at Ashley and not me. Wait, what? He’s taking my side? He’s having her thrown out for me? As much as I want to deny it, there’s something that feels good, so good about what is happening but it doesn’t change anything. “Trevor! Trev- Get your filthy hands off me,” Ashley cries as the security guards grab her and start dragging her off. A couple of people had their cameras and that was going to be trending all over
DAMIAN The little kitten will be the bane of my existence. I know I overreacted that day. I never should have called her a fucking slut, I don’t remotely think she is one. I mean I know I popped her cherry that night, if the blood stain on the sheets when I woke up to her gone the next morning wasn’t proof enough, the way she begged me to take it and take her the night before definitely is. Trevor may be an asshole like his excuse of a father but he’s still my fucking nephew and I just happened to have slept with his ex, it made me feel some type of way but when I saw the way he treated her at the masion the other day, that feeling fucking dissipated. I kind of want to gloat about it and break his little fucking heart. The worst part is I still remember every damn thing that happened that night between me and her. How fucking delicious she tasted, the way her eyes roll into the back of her head when she’s about to nut, her soft and succulent thighs, her ass was so fucking soft, I
DAMIAN I dive straight into work when I get back to the office from the restaurant, immersing myself completely in it for hours, trying to distract myself but the unease refused to leave my chest and Scarlett refused to let my mind be. I had just wrapped up my last meeting of the day when I got a call from Gerard, a reminder that my old man wanted me to join him for dinner. I swear if he mentions getting married and settling down one more time to me at this dinner, I am going to flip. Apparently our blockhead shareholders think that as the CEO of a multibillion dollar conglomerate, I should be married with a wife and kids to give the public the perception that I am responsible. They didn’t think so when my elder brother mismanaged the company’s funds and almost dragged them into debt but for my timely intervention. They were literally begging me to come and handle things and now, after my team and I have set everything on a positive trajectory, they suddenly remember that I’m not m
SCARLETT The D-day is finally here and I cannot be more nervous. I can say my degree more or less depends on Uncle Frazier showing up today. Although he promised, he hasn’t been taking my calls since yesterday and he won’t reply to my texts either. I just want to think he’s too busy to reply or call back but will definitely show up. The program started over an hour ago and everyone has already submitted the names of their invited guests, including me. The Dean just announced that even though all the invited guests will be acknowledged, only six of them will be keynote speakers, six that they will select themselves. I just hope that having one of the biggest law firms in the city can get Uncle Fraizer in. “Any luck?” Delia steps up beside me and asks. I shake my head, sinking into the chair beside me, outside the hall, when my phone beeps and the message from Uncle Frazier makes my heart sink in despair. [ Something came up last minute, can’t make it.] I stare blankly at the tex
SCARLETT Damian frowns at me, dipping his hands into his pocket which only makes his arm muscle stretch, leaving me wondering how it would feel to be in those strong arms again, how much his soft plump lips left hickeys on me the next morning, how he- “Do you have something to say?” Damian says in a stoic tone but he has that arrogant smirk on his face. “Maybe,” I reply, rolling my eyes at him. He scoffs and makes a face. “What do you want? I was perfectly okay with pretending we’re strangers.” “Let’s start with an apology, we can move on from there,” I reply, keeping my face passive. He scoffs before his expression turns serious. “You are a lot of things but a slut is not one of them,” he replies, curling his hands around my waist which only makes my heart pound ten times faster as he walks us to a seat in the middle aisle. “That’s not a proper apology,” I say, scowling at him when we sit down. “Don’t push it,” he says, switching to his cold tone. Jerk. He’s lucky I have to
SCARLETT“Mommy huwwy, Bad wolf will catch us,” My two year old daughter, Carmela, drags my hand, giggling as we run into my room, looking for where to hide from the big bad wolf with red scarves tied on our backs.“Roar….I’ll get you,” Damian’s voice comes from under the stairs as his footsteps make heavy thudding noises.This is Carmela’s favourite game and Damian loves nothing more than to make her happy. If there is anyone that can compete with his love for me, it is the love he has for our kids.“They went into mom’s room dad,” Jayden, my annoying and beautiful five year old son yells at the top of his voice from their room which adjoins mine.“Jayden talk too much, now daddy will catch us,” Carmela makes an annoyed face.I smile at her, wondering why she took all of her dad’s features and barely any of mine, the black hair, deep black eyes, full and plump lips, his slightly wide nose and even at just two, the glare she has on her face is so similar to his icy one.“Quick, let’s
SCARLETTI slowly pick up the gun, pointing it at his forehead with my hands trembling. Hate, anger, frustration, all compounding and marauding my thoughts. The memories of everything he did to me, cheating on me with Ashley and humiliating me time and time again for her sake, conniving with her to use me to frame my father and send him to prison, an act that plunged my life into hell and then the verbal, emotional and physical abuse that followed.He doesn’t deserve my forgiveness, I don’t want to feel pity for him, even with the tears streaming down his eyes or with how genuine his words sound. This is Trevor, it could all still be an act to do something more evil but if he hadn’t been wicked and done those things to me, I never would have met my hero, my rock and my shield, my resting place.
TREVORI took a life for her and I became a fugitive, living from hand to mouth and constantly evading capture but not anymore, I need to get out of this city for good.I didn’t want to kill Ashley that day, after I knocked her down to prevent her from shooting Scarlett, she was determined to still do it and while wrestling with her for the gun, I mistakenly pulled the trigger and she died on the spot.I became scared, I panicked and did the only thing I could do, bury her body and run for my life. The first few days were the hardest, having to rely on my boy scout skills and living in the open forest, feeding on fruits and nuts and weaving leaves and vines for shelter.&n
SCARLETT“I demand half of all his cash and assets! I have been married to him for over twenty years, I deserve good compensation,” Dahlia yells at the top of her voice in Dad’s new mansion that he bought for him and his new sweetheart, my mama bear, Lexi.The moment dad got out of prison, I wasted no time in telling him the truth about Dahlia and the woman I now call mom, Lexi. Despite how much Lexi protested, I just could not stop myself. She has loved him for years, refusing to fully give herself to another man and yet she never made a move to snatch him from Dahlia.What kind of a daughter would I be if I just folded my hands and watch my father and mother continue to be betrayed and deceived by a vile woman like Dahlia.
DAMIAN“It’s good to have you back home Damian,” Ana says, smiling at me as I step into the house, feeling the welcoming sense of home, but it’s not the fucking building, it’s the gorgeous angel beside me because I know, anywhere she is will be fucking home to me.I spent the last month and a half at the hospital recuperating and the doctors only just discharged me today but I have to keep going in for weekly check ups for the next three months until my heart gets back to its full functioning capacity.Right now, I have a small tube somewhere in my chest and until I am fully healed and it is removed, I cannot be medically declared fit even though I feel no physical pain or discomfort and my body seems to be functioning properly.&n
DAMIAN“Happy birthday gum gum,” Her father says, stepping out from behind my egghead friend and in a flash, she’s gone from my hand which suddenly makes me feel empty as she rushes and hugs him, crying loudly in his arms.Yesterday, when I woke up, the doctors told me how lucky I was to have survived and that if she hadn’t brought me in when she did, I would have died and that even then, my survival was nothing short of a miracle.I know the only reason I survived was because of her, because I wanted to be with her, to hold her, to love her, to cherish and adore her, my beautiful angel, my sweet kitten.She was the first thing on my mind when I woke up yesterday and it took a l
SCARLETTI walk straight towards him and give him a dirty resounding slap for almost killing me with such a prank before I plunge my lips into his, kissing him with reckless abandon, letting all my emotions flow through the kiss.The pain of these past few weeks, the pent up passion and desire for him, the relief to know he is alive and well, I kiss him with everything.He drops the bouquet, sliding his hands down my waist and squeezing my butt, pressing me into him as his tongue invades my mouth, engaging in a dance of passion and pleasure with my tongue. I let out a salacious moan as he sucks on my tongue and I feel his hard-on press against my thighs, I grab his head, plunging my tongue further into his mouth, loving how he is making me feel.
SCARLETT“We’re trying our best to find them. We found a pool of blood at the scene and after running tests, it matches the blood sample of Ashley Barnes. We have men stationed at every exit of the city and their pictures are on red alert at every airport, train station and seaport. Be rest assured, they will be brought to justice,” The chief of police says to me and Ethan in his office.It has been two weeks and Trevor and Ashley are yet to be found, Damian is still in a state of coma and the company’s lawyers are insisting that unless they get a written or spoken confession from Trevor or Ashley, dad’s case will continue in court.Everyday without Damian gets harder and harder, I have moved back to the mansion and I sleep in his
SCARLETT“Congratulations Misses Cole, you are five weeks pregnant and your baby looks healthy and fine but I’ll write you a prescription for some vitamins and mineral supplements that will help,” the doctor says to me with a big grin.“Thank you,” I reply wryly, my eyes full of sadness. It’s not that I am not happy that I am going to be having a baby but who can be happy bringing a child into this world when the father of the child is tinkering on the brink of life and death.“My husband, how is he? Will he make it?”The doctor takes a deep breath and her smile vanishes. “We have done our best, it is between him and his maker now. It is already a miracle t