Dahlia. I picked up my handbag before closing the car. After making sure the car was locked I turned on my heels and made my way towards Marcus’s house. Today is one of those days that I spend the night over at his place; it’s the night I always look forward to because I can spend it with him, talk to him about our wedding and anything that we want to talk about, and most importantly have a lot of sex until we can’t fuck each other brains out anymore. It’s one of my favorite days but not today. Today I have been feeling jittery the whole day, I couldn’t focus on my work and that was because of that lady who came to the office earlier. I still haven’t gotten a call from him and I’m worried because it doesn’t usually take this long. He does his job within a couple of hours after my call, the one time he took a lot of time was when he did a job for two hours. That was the only time he took long but this time he hasn't called even after six hours of calling him and I’m worried somethi
Genevieve.Alexander and I came back hours ago, we came straight to our room and took a bath (which he invited me to join him and which I also refused) and after bathing he went to his usual spot in the room while I stayed on the bed watching movies on my phone this time.The air was peaceful. Do I seem insane if I say I love the sound of Alexander’s papers making noise in the room and the sound of his laptop keypad?Yes, I do sound insane but I can’t stop it.I have been stealing glances at him since he went into his work mode. Nobody ever told me a man would look good in working glasses.Alexander looked so sexy with the glass resting on his nose while his eyes were focused on the screen and what he was reading.It was a hot sight for my eyes. I couldn’t help but get distracted by his hand which looked so strong.“If you want a show, little devil, all you just have to do is ask.” I snapped out of my world of fantasizing about him when I heard his voice.“Wh…what are you talking abou
Genevieve.I woke the next morning still wrapped in Alexander’s hands and it felt good. Alexander was still sleeping and knowing this day was one of the rare days he slept in I decided not to wake him.I stayed as still and quiet as I could so I wouldn't wake up the big guy beside me.He looked more peaceful and handsome when sleeping, and like I said this is one of the rare days where Alexander sleeps without waking up in the middle of the night screaming and yelling at an invisible force.I have asked him about it every single time but he wouldn’t say a word about it, the only thing he said was and I quote, ‘I’m glad you have no memory of them, Eve,’I do not understand what he means by that and he wouldn’t explain or maybe do how many times I force him to.I don’t know what it is but I think it’s about his past.“Gawking at me this early in the morning, I feel blessed already,” His sleepy voice pulled me from my thoughts.I looked at him and at the same time, he peeled his eyes ope
Genevieve.I wouldn’t stop blushing as the picture of Alexander going down on me again for the third time popped up in my memory.It was magical and so out of this world, I couldn’t believe that happened.“With that look in your eyes, the smile on your lips, and the blush on your cheeks I can bet one hundred percent that you are thinking about your fiancé right now,” I snapped out of my thoughts as I stared at Mary in front of me who had a knowing smile on her face.“It isn’t what you are thinking Mary,” I told her and she rolled her eyes.“Right. But I know for sure you are thinking about your Mr hot right now, isn’t that it, Vivi?”“And by thinking I mean the hot delicious and mind-racing, numerous orgasmic sex you both had this morning,” She asked teasingly.I had to look around to make sure no one was paying attention to our conversation before glaring playfully at her.“Stop talking about that Mary,” I warned.Gosh, how on earth did she know Alexander and I did something this mor
Genevieve.I took Mary’s words and decided to appreciate my world more than anything. In the meantime, after getting advice from her I had no choice but to let Alexander’s team and influence come in.In no time he’d get a space bigger than anything I could ever imagine since he has connections almost all around the world. It didn't take long to get the materials and equipment I would need.They will be shipping everything in three days, which isn't long. The whole place has been set up. I spent most of my time in the store trying to bring out the beauty of it.Alexander as always wanted to hire painters, decorators, and all that fancy shit but I disagreed. I would rather paint and decorate my own office instead of letting an outsider do it, it wouldn’t feel homely.I’m done with the painting and the only thing I need to do is the decor, and that’s what Samatha and I were doing; decor shopping.Since the materials would come in three days I wanted everything to be set up before then, s
Genevieve.That definitely knocked me off guard.I stared at her wondering if I heard wrongly; did she just say she needed my help?I thought I was a useless daughter who couldn’t do anything good in her life. I thought I was the one whom they didn’t want so why was she asking for help from me, why didn’t she call on her one and only precious daughter for help?“You need my help?” I asked, staring incredulously at her.She let out a sigh before responding, “Yes, I need your help,” She reaffirmed her words.“What help do I have to offer, mother?” She looked behind her again for what seemed like the umpteenth time.Was she perhaps scared someone would spot us together? Does she still see me as a disgrace and not her daughter?The anger went through my body and before I could stop myself I asked,“Do you hate being seen with me?” She whipped her head around, staring at me in shock.“What?” She asked.“You have been looking around for quite some time now and I can guess why, you don’t wan
Genevieve. I couldn’t stop crying, even when Sam helped me out or the mall down to the car, I couldn’t stop the tears. Even when she called Alexander and he arrived a few minutes later the tears wouldn’t just stop coming out. Right now I was wrapped in his arms and I was trying my best to stop crying, I hated soiling his suit with my snorts and tears. I have tried pulling away from his hold but like always Alexander was a strong brick wall that could never be moved. His hold around my waist was strong, he wouldn’t let me go and he hasn’t stopped muttering comforting words in my ear since he came. We were sitting in his car with me in his lap while Sam left to go finish the shopping, I wanted to get down from his lap but his hand came back up and wrapped itself around my waist. “I….I’m feeling okay now,” I told him after I stopped crying. I could tell my whole face was red due to how long I had been crying and even my voice sounded so different in my ears. “I know but the last t
Genevieve.Alexander had been grumpy since Sam interrupted us in the car and no matter how hard I tried to brighten his mood, the scowl wouldn’t leave his face.“Stop scowling, it makes you look old,” I told him since any of my tactics wouldn’t work.His eyes glared at me, “Don’t forget you are engaged to this old man and very soon you will become his wife, Eve,” he said and I gulped.Okay, that also didn’t work.Would kissing him solve this tantrum? Would he go back to the Alexander who wasn’t brooding if I decided to kiss him now?I couldn’t help but wonder as I watched him pick out his suit.After Sam distracted us from kissing earlier, Alexander got a call which didn’t take too long because he hung up after two minutes of answering the call.Since then he has been letting out curses and telling himself how forgetful he was.“Do you have somewhere to go tonight?” I asked.I hope he wasn’t leaving for any party tonight.I might need some company.Since I couldn’t return to the studi
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 be
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
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