Genevieve.I spent the whole evening chatting with Samantha and also had a video call from Gianna who was worried and cursed Dahlia over and over for what she did to me. Apparently, I was asleep for six hours before I woke up.Even with all these distractions my mind wouldn’t stop thinking about Alexander and how angry he was at me.Though Samatha made me know that he was fine and wasn’t angry at me, I couldn’t help but still feel bad. I wouldn’t be able to feel okay until I hear directly from him.The doctor came hours ago and told me I was fine and I just had a panic attack that led to me blanking out. But I did not believe that.I know there was something more. He told me I could leave tonight and here I am waiting for Alexander to come in and take me home.Samatha wanted to leave early because she had an urgent meeting tomorrow with a new client and offered to take me home, but I refused at first.I wanted to leave with Alexander but after waiting for another hour without seeing h
Genevieve.I woke up and shivered a bit, the window wasn’t open but the air con was turned on which made the whole room cold.I took the remote beside me and quickly turned it off, sighing in relief when the room temperature became low again.My face fell when I looked at the other side of the bed but couldn’t find Alexander there. I’d thought he would be in bed when I woke up, and also I thought I heard him speaking to me last night.Or was I perhaps dreaming?Maybe it was a dream, if Alexander was here then I would have seen him.He’s still angry at me.I was pulled out of my thoughts when the bathroom door opened and Alexander stepped out. He was wet and covered in nothing but a towel, his whole body was on show causing him to look more inviting. He was really hot and good-looking and I couldn’t help but swoon at him.His biceps and abs were on display and I still can’t believe my hands were on them that night.I blinked and then blurted the words that had been in my head all night
Genevieve.I looked at him without blinking thinking maybe I heard wrongly.“If you want me to forgive you Eve then you have to kiss me,” he repeated.I didn’t hear wrong, he actually said that.“Kiss you?” I asked with my cheeks burning up right now.I can’t kiss him, not that I hate to kiss him but I can’t do that now when I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.“Why? You don’t want to kiss me?” He asked with a raised brow.I quickly shook my head.That wasn’t the case.“Then?” He drew.I wish he could just drop the conservation.“I….I need to brush my teeth first,” I told him with my cheeks burning hot.He looked at me with an amused smile before shaking his head, “I don’t mind your morning breath, Eve….” He said, bringing his head forward.I shook my head and quickly covered my mouth with my hand. I won’t let it happen, not even if he liked it.“Let me wash up then I….I will kiss you,” I whispered the last part.He looked at me with an unreadable gaze and I bit my inner cheek thinking I m
Genevieve. His words were the only thing that made me want to stop, I was ready to have those orgasms without sleeping with him. I wasn’t ready for that yet. “See you aren’t ready, so don’t start what you cannot finish,” he said and all of a sudden my whole body went red in embarrassment. “Don’t be shy now, I like you better when you are wild and do not care about your actions,” Alexander said, adding to my embarrassment. “I like your wild side little devil and I hope to see it often,” We didn’t say anything for about two minutes, I just remained in his lap; he wouldn’t let me get up no matter how many times I tried. He rested his head on my shoulder taking in my scent and I knew he was trying to calm himself down. But wouldn’t it get worse by staying on his lap? “You have to promise me something, Eve,” he whispered against my skin. I shivered slightly as I looked down at his mask of hair waiting for what he was going to say. I felt tempted to run my hand on it and I did so wi
Genevieve.After the whole episode this morning, I felt a bit better about myself, I kept myself busy the whole day by watching movies and more movies until I was too tired to even open my eyes. I took a nap and woke up hours later, ate lunch (a pack of chips), and then continued watching movies.It was almost six now and I was expecting Alexander home anytime, I was excited to see him again.I brought my hand to my face and then trailed my finger on my lips, I wanted to kiss him again.I wanted to feel his lips on mine and made a mental note to kiss him as soon as he walked in.For no reason, my heart started beating loudly when I heard his car driving into the compound. I wanted to go and meet him downstairs and welcome him with that kiss but I didn’t want to look so desperate for his touch. So I remained in the room, looking at the TV but not watching it, I was too distracted by my thoughts and what Alexander’s reaction would be if I just kissed him.His footsteps were getting loud
Dahlia.I packed my hair in the mirror and then looked at myself one last time before stepping out. Marcus stepped out two minutes ago, I can’t believe we had sex once again in my office bathroom.I own a fashion brand and though it isn't popular now, I have gotten some customers and I hope it grows someday.I straightened out my dress and as soon as I took my seat a knock came on the door.Knock. Knock.“Come in,” A blonde head popped into the office.“Can I come in?” She asked again even though I just practically told her to come in.“Yes you can Monica,” she smiled sheepishly at me as she walked in.“Is there something you want to tell me?” I asked without looking at her.I knew she must be here to ask for another excuse.“No, actually yes.” My eyebrow raised as I looked at her expectantly.She’s one beautiful but lazy worker I had, always trying to run away from work but yet she’s good at what she does. Sometimes I wonder why I employed her.“There’s a lady out there who insisted
Dahlia. “October 6, 2008,” My whole system shut down for a second after hearing her call the numbers. That is the most dreadful day of my life, the first day I started being outspoken and the day I would bury in my heart until I die. But she knew about it, which was surprising. “How….how did you know?” I stuttered. My hands were shaking as I looked at her, and I tried to think of ways she could have found out. Nobody except me and the other guy who’s probably rolling in his grave knows about this. This is supposed to be my secret, something I take to my grave so how the fuck did this street woman know about it? She smirked, “Like I told you, Delilah, I know more about you than you can think,” “Stop repeating the same word again and again, I want to know the truth. Who told you about it, is it Maxwell? Did that bastard leave a will behind before he died?” I asked. “Look Delilah…..” “Stop calling me that! My name isn’t ‘that’ it’s Dahlia,” I yelled hysterically. She’s m
Genevieve.I flattened my hands on my dress again as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was putting on a red dress that clung to my body, showing my shape, and looked sophisticated enough for the place I was about to go. My feet were clad in a black pencil heel high shoe and I had a black clutch in my hand. I couldn’t pick the dress with Samatha's help, I didn’t know what to wear so I had to video call her. She picked everything for me and I’m grateful I called her instead of backing out.“You ready?” Alexander asked behind me and I nodded smiling at him.I haven't stopped smiling all morning, it's a miracle my cheeks haven't been painting me. After I woke up this morning with Alexanders hands wrapped around me protectively, I couldn't help but admire the man's beauty. For a man, he was too handsome for my liking, I couldn't stop my hand when my fingers decided to roam around his body, feel his abs and his skin. It felt satisfying to do that. Alexander woke up when my hand was in his
Epilogue.Genevieve.I have always dreamed of having this life filled with happiness and joy and I can’t believe I have it all.It has been two months since Alexander proposed and it still feels like yesterday.Dahlia had been buried—what was remaining of her—while the woman who turned out to be her mother by birth was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment.I didn’t know how burdened I was about that day until I saw her being walked out of the courthouse with handcuffs around her wrists.She is gone, she will no longer hurt me and any of my family again. Samantha and Jeremy are dating officially now and though Alexander had a hard time wrapping his head around the news he had no other choice but to give his blessings.I rubbed my sweaty hands against my dress again, I still couldn’t believe I was the one in the mirror. The custom-made wedding gown looked so pretty with diamonds that could blind anyone all over the body.Mom—Enzo’s mother—made sure I had the best of the best for
Alexander.I got a call later that day that the car Dahlia and her accomplice were driving got into an accident, Dahlia died on the spot while her accomplice was rushed to the hospital.Everyone was still waiting for her to wake up and tell me what she knew.Genevieve woke up a day after being in the hospital and for the first time after hearing of her supposed death, I burst into tears.I didn’t realize how much I had missed her until she was in my arms and I was hugging her.She told us what she heard while she was in a coma, why Dahlia did this, and why she was trying to escape.It still doesn’t make any sense to me, she was the one who got adopted and yet she wanted a bigger share of the family’s wealth.I blamed Mr and Mrs Parker for treating her like a princess over their daughter, if they hadn’t made Dahlia feel superior this wouldn’t have happened.Speaking of Genevieve’s parents they heard about her being alive from the news. Every single TV station was announcing the return
Alexander.It has been a week of hassle, a week of unfruitful work, and endless search. After that long week of searching for Genevieve, I was finally able to find her, just as I had thought all this while Dahlia had a hand in her accident.“Drive faster,” I shouted at the driver. It wasn’t his fault but I was impatient. I couldn’t wait to get to her on time, what if something had happened to her? What if she's in bad shape and couldn’t move? What if she hasn’t eaten for a long time now?A lot of what-ifs popped into my head and they were all negative thoughts.My leg bounced up and down as I stared out through the window.“Nothing is going to happen to her,” Jeremy said beside me.I looked at him and forced a smile. I feel grateful for having a best friend like him, he stood always there when I needed help. Apart from Jeremy, my father was the only one who knew about this—about us searching for Genevieve—when everyone concluded she was dead.“Don’t worry.” He added placing his hand o
Dahlia.It has been a rough week for me, first, the plan didn’t go as planned and next, I was being followed by Alexander’s men and now the bitch wasn’t waking up.I was burning with so much rage and anger that at times it felt like I should go into that basement and cut every wire connected to her off. I don’t care if she dies, I don’t care about the papers anymore.I just want her gone from my life.I haven’t hated anyone the way I hated her, she was just too pure and everyone who saw her loved her. While I was painted as the black sheep of the family.I was giving her just today, if she doesn’t wake up by the end of the day then I’m killing her for real.I looked at myself in the mirror as I tenderly rubbed my skin, I looked stressed out because of her. Everything that’s happening to me was because of her, I would have been happily married to Marcus by now if it wasn’t for her.Every failure in my life was all her.Letting out a sigh, I packed my hair, took a bath, and wore a black
*****The faint sound of a beeping sound pulled me out of my deep sleep. Slowly but surely my eyes that had felt like they were glued together opened but immediately had them shut when the bright lights attacked my eyes.I waited for a few minutes before opening them again and this time I wasn’t attacked by the lights like the first time.I blinked and stared at the dark ceiling for a while, before taking my eyes off it and looking around at the room I was in.The low beeping sound continued and only when I saw the IV pole and some other machine by the side of the bed.Where am I? I wondered.This doesn’t look anything like my room or anywhere familiar.I blinked and tried sitting up only to let out a curse and fall right back on the bed.Jesus! It felt like my whole body was on fire with just one movement.I didn’t try getting up again, my eyes went to the door, and wondered who was going to walk in through it.My arms hurt, my legs hurt, my whole body hurts.The place looked differe
*****“I can’t do it. They are already suspecting me enough, I don’t want to draw more attention to myself.” A familiar voice said in a hushed tone.That voice. Where have I heard it before? I know I have heard it somewhere but where?“Do it, Delilah, you have already come this far, what more can stop you.” Another unfamiliar voice probes into my head.Who was that?“I can’t do it. If you so much want to have revenge on them why can’t you do it yourself, do not use me. I’m not your tool, I have already gotten what I want and that’s her.” The familiar voice said again.Her?Who were they talking about?“Do you think bringing her here will be the only way to end this? No, Delilah, it won’t. We have to do what was planned and there’s no backing out on this?” The unfamiliar voice spoke again.“No, I can’t do this. I can’t do it.” I heard nothing after that. Quiet. The whole place was quiet……I flinched as I heard the loud sound of something hitting the wall and breaking into pieces.“You f
Alexander.The funeral was over and during the whole thing, I made sure to read everyone’s language around me. Anyone could be the one behind Eve’s accident, any one of them could be holding the real Genevieve.Mr and Mrs Parker weren't seen again after I had the guards escort them out, they should be glad that I wasn’t that mean towards them.They wouldn’t have left this place with their shoulders still raised high if I had said everything they did to Genevieve.I stood there watching as they lowered the casket to the ground, I remained there as they covered it with sand until there was nothing left.I was still there when everyone started leaving, I don’t know why it felt like I needed to pay a last respect to whoever was killed in that car instead of my Eve.She’s not the one and I hate how everyone was crying and crying.From my peripheral vision, I saw how Samatha and Jeremy were holding each other. His arms around her seem suspicious, it doesn’t look like the way a friend would
Alexander.After getting Mom to calm down, she left only after I promised her I would get ready and meet them downstairs.I could hear some voices from outside my room but I haven’t been able to go out and the people out there haven’t been able to come in. They know I wouldn’t like seeing anyone and I like how much they respected my space.“I know you aren’t dead, Eve,” I whispered to myself as I wore my suit jacket.I’m only doing this because I want to make whoever did this—that hurt and maybe have Eve—that I’m miserable without her.They should see that I’m broken and have moved on from her, I know that would get them to loosen up a bit. And maybe, just maybe I could get a lead from there.I stepped out of the room without bothering to comb or brush my hair, I walked past the two people camped outside my door and went downstairs.I knew their intention was to stay around me, watch over me, and make sure I did not do myself any harm.I may be out of my mind now but that doesn’t mean
Alexander.I stared at myself in the mirror and couldn’t believe I was looking right back at me. I looked different, crazy, a madman. Yes, that's what Sam called me and that is what I am.I went mad the day I got a call from the cops about Eve in an accident and the fucking hard part of it was that she didn’t survive.Neither she nor the driver survived the accident.She was burnt to ashes when the car went up in flames and couldn’t be saved—according to the fucking cops.I didn’t believe it, I didn’t want to believe that my Eve was gone. That something happened to her, that she wasn’t here with me anymore.But as the day passed and she didn’t return home, the feeling of losing her began to sink deeper into my heart.She’s gone.She’s no longer here with me, she's gone and I could do nothing about it.My hand clenched beside me as I kept on staring at myself in the mirror, I took notice of the eye bags under my eyes.I haven’t been able to sleep since I got that call, hell I have raid