“But how can a guy have so much jewelries??” she asked and hesitatingly close the box.“Thank you,” I said and led her back to the bed.“Oh, girlfriend! You're so lucky. I wish I had a father who would force me to get married to someone like Damian,” She said and I smacked her arm.Yeah, I remembered how upset I was with Dad for agreeing to this arranged marriage, but now I was calm about it.That reminds me it’s been a while since I heard from Dad, or perhaps he is following the news online and is contented with the false hope that I will be pregnant for Damian soon.“You're crazy,” I told her.“So, Sarah” she suddenly cleared her throat and sat properly to face me “ever wondered if there was a reason Damian married you? Like, why not other daughters of billionaire fathers, or even your identical sister. Have you ever wondered why the Delances insisted on you?”I frowned “what are you trying to say?”“It’s just a random thought, nothing serious,” she chuckled nervously “I just felt th
I screamed loudly again “Help!!!”“I heard your boo hasn’t been servicing your p*ssy. Let me help you,” he grinned, coming to grab my arm “I want to be the first to pleasure you,”“No!” I yelled “let go of me,” His breath stinks.He grabbed my hair in place, “you can either let me do in peace or we do it the hard way,” he said angrily.Gbam! We heard some scuffles from the doorway and feets receding.His hold on me slackened. “Who is there?” he called fearfully.Coleman appeared from the door.“Stay away from this, Cole,” he said, coming to grab me roughly again“She is my woman, Bobby,” Coleman said and bared his fists to fight.“Was,” The boy, Bobby said“It doesn’t matter. It’s against the Bro code to sleep with a brother’s woman,” Coleman saidBobby groaned, and flung me towards Coleman “Hold her tightly, because the next time I’ll see her. I promise you, I’m going to make her mine. Damn the Bro codes!” he said angrily and left.I looked up to my Savior, Coleman, as he held me to h
“What did you say happened to my son?” She yelled on the phone, her eyes fixated with fear.Oh, God! What's wrong?I looked at her keenly, wishing I could hear the person on the other line.“Oh, are you sure? Where's he?”“Can I talk to him, now?”“Ok— Okay. Please do all that you can to make sure he gets homs safely,”“Thank you. Alright,” She ended the call and placed her hand on her chest, as though to pacify her breath.“What happened?” I asked as she fell back on the couch.“It’s Damian,” she said, “He was almost shot! But one of his bodyguards was fast enough to see the sniper at the top of the building, and he took the bullet in Damian’s stead. He is dead.”“What?" | shrieked “The bodyguard is dead??”“Yes, Sarah, and it scares me to know Damian would've been dead if he hadn't taken the bullet for him,” She replied fearfully.Oh, my God.We just lost someone, and Damian was was almost killed today!“Uhm, where is he? Is he hurt?" l asked cautiously.“No. They were able to leave
Damian left the house without me. He doesn’t care about me. I had been so stupid building fantasy castles that never was.“Come on,” she begged again and removed the phone from her ears. He had hung up.“Sarah,” she turned to see standing feebly behind her“He left, didn’t he?” I asked and she nodded.“I’m so sorry, Sarah. You deserve better. I don’t know what drove him to make such decision,” she said and I looked away, trying to fight my tears.Damian keeps hurting me with his actions. How could I think that we were good and that there was hope for us?Maybe I should ask for a divorce and release him from this shackles called marriage“Come,” Crystal said with an opened arms. I went in slowly, bursting into tears.***Damian’s mother had to leave for a meeting with other sophisticated women. I walked to the pool side to clear my head and saw Loxie drinking. My eyes widened.“You drink alcohol?” I asked“Yeah,” she shrugged, packing her hair into a ponytail. I stared at her white kimo
[Damian’s Pov]I stood at the balcony, watching Sarah step out of her car elegantly. Her black knee-length gown hung on her massive hips, making my breath hitch.My wife was f*cking beautiful and sexy. The most precious thing I had ever laid my eyes on.I remember the first time I saw her. She was 7, and I was 9. I had wandered off from my bodyguards at a park. That day, I wanted a normal life where no adult was watching me.I wanted to be a kid. I was fat and thought I could play around at the children playground, but I was so wrong when three tall boys came to accost me.“Hey, you! What are you doing here?”“Fat cows aren’t allowed here,” the tallest one in the middle saidI gulped, being used to the name “fat cow” in middle school.“please, I just want to play,” I begged timidly, and they laughed.“Please I just want to play,” they mocked and removed my glasses.“No! Give me that!” I yelled, unable to see clearly without it.Hard shove came on my shoulder, and I fell to the dirt in
I yawned on the bed, and finally opened my eyes.My eyes met with the strange ceiling, and everything came flashing back. It occurred to me that I was in a different room, in Damian’s house.I could hear the slow stringing of a guitar from the balcony. Outside the room.I stood up and walked to the window where I could see the balcony. Damian was humming some songs and strumming his guitar.It soothened my soul, even before I could grasp the wordings.“We’ all be looking for that one person who would love us forver, and maybe I have found the one..” he sangI smiled, and kept watching him. Suddenly he stopped playing as though he sensed my presence. When he angled his neck towards my direction, my senses went blank.His hair was mused sexily, and he had on a white shirt and shorts. Gosh! he was so breathtaking.Then he smiled at me, but suddenly the smile disappeared."Hello, good morning" I said and smoothened my hair. Why didn’t I look into the mirror before coming to peep at him?
“You’re going out?” I asked Damian as he stood in front of the mirror, buttoning his shirt.“Yes,”“where?” I asked again, placing my hands on my hips. “To a house party,” he grumpily answered“But, its getting late already. Are you really going leave me all alone in this house?” I asked but he kept mute.“Or you just want to go and meet that cook of yours?” I asked, and he chuckled.“Don't tell me you are jealous,”“Jealous of what? Of course not,” I denied, but he only chuckled loudly. He looked Happy. But maybe it’s all up in my head.“Um, Damian…” I called after a long pause “Can I come along with you? I don’t feel like alone,”“Come on, Sarah. You aren’t technically at home. There are over 20 domestic staff here,” he said“Really?” My eyes narrowed at him. He shrugged.I was going to do what I hadn’t done before. To make Damian jealous. I could only hope thy he works.“Alright, I’ll just talk to Idris or look for some handsome male staff to talk with” I said, turning to walk awa
(A little steamy scene ahead)“No,” I swallowed. Lies.“Hmm,” Stephanie smirked knowingly, and turned to Damian “over to you,”“Since my wife and Joel had chosen Truth in a row, I’ll have to go with Dare,” Damian said, taking his 2nd drink. I feared that he was going to get drunk.“Alright, I dare you to kiss me.” Stephanie said and my eyes widened.Desperate much!Damian just scoffed, and didn't say a word. I watched my sister stand happily as she walked towards him.So this is it? The whole plan was to expose me or kiss my man. I detest this lady.She touched Damian’s shoulder and bent to capture his lips, when he shot her a glare “move a little closer, and I’ll make sure that you end up in the hospital,” he threatened and she moved back in shock.“You— don’t like— me?” Stephanie asked tearily, staggering back. I became confused.Damian frowned “No, I don’t like you one bit! Every time I was nice to you, it was because of your sister,”“But— I thought— you did” she stuttered, with
When Stephanie left the room, Damian came back inside and I told him that I wanted to go home.“If that’s what you want,” Damian chuckled, giving me a beautiful smile as though he wasn’t the one who insisted that I stayed in the hospital till I was completely better.“Yes, that’s what I want.” I stuck my tongue out for him.“Your OB, by the way, visited while you took a nap; before Stephanie came. She’s already arranged a schedule for prenatal checkups.” He said and i beamed widely, reaching out for his neck as I hugged him tightly.“Thank God!” I said.We were both on the bed, as we hugged for a long time. The feeling was heaven for me… and then when we separated, he got something out from his pocket.“Sorry that this was lost for a while, but here it is now.”I fixed my eyes on the velvety box in between his two fingers. And Gosh! When he opened it, I saw the glittering thing inside.“Oh, Damian! My ring!”“I don't want you to be worrying anymore. See? It's been recovered.” I burst i
“Pregnant?” Damian stared at me with blazing light in his eyes. “God! Oh, God!” He grinned widely and touched my stomach. “Is she pregnant, doc?” He looked at the doctor to wait for the latter's statement.“Yes, she is! Congratulations, Mr. Delance! Your wife’s pregnant!” Then, the doctor gave me a happy smile. “There's a new life forming in your womb, young lady. Congratulations!”Oh!I was pregnant... and I didn’t know... I was bringing a new life in my womb --- my baby and Damian’s.Damian and I gazed at each other. He then touched both of my cheeks with his palms.“We're going to have a child soon,” Damian said, just a whisper at first.“Yes, our child...” I repeated with tears in my eyes now.“You're pregnant. I'm gonna be a father soon!” heexclaimed, almost shouting now. I had never seen him this excited, especially when he threw a fist on the air. Next, he started jumping and screaming happily in the room. I felt so emotional, even when he came back and started peppering my fa
“Hypertension… but he’s alright now. Don’t worry about him. He’s okay.Trust me, Baby.” He saidOh, God! There was no need for me to ask why Dad had a hypertension attack. It was clear that it was because of what happened to me. Oh, Dad! After holding strong for Stephanie, then this happened to me. We are all he has.“What? I want to see my Dad. Please, let me see him,Damian,” I pleaded, seeking his hand.“Ssshhh, calm down, Baby. Dad’s okay. It wasn't serious at all. They simply had him admitted so he could rest from the worry, and thoughts… Just trust me, okay?”Well, I trusted him. If he says Dad was okay, I trusted him. I closed my eyes and imagined Dad’s relaxed face.“You'll see him soon... just not right now. We have to make sure first of your health.” I heard Damian say.My health? Why, what happened? But I feel fine.Flashing back my thoughts on what happened, I recalled Zara, her craziness, and...“Damian,” I cried out, opening my eyes.“Yes?” He locked his gaze on me.“My ri
Books. Lots of Books.I was in a paradise with so many books. The winds caressed sweetly and I was in awe of the beauty around me. I loved it here. Then I heard a voice calling me. A masculine voice that was so familiar to me. A voice that seemed to come from far, far away… but no matter how far it was from me, the voice persisted to call me… to come back to him.“Baby!”Huh? I turned and I saw no one.Then I bent to flip the pages of one of the books around me. Somehow everything here soothened me. It felt like home, where I belong.From a distance, I heard a girl’s voice. “Gemi…”The voice seemed to be following me.“Stephanie!” I called her out. “Gemi…”“Steph,”Then there was darkness again.***“Baby! Please come back!” I heard that voice again. I was back in the paradise, with a pile of books stuck in front of me. I looked at the alluring peaceful place.“Baby!”Damian?“Wake up, please,” he pleaded.Wake up?I looked ahead and didn’t see the books anymore. I was in a place I
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room.My whole back was pressed to the surface of a chair, and so I had my eyes to the door. Then it dawned on me that both of my legs and arms were tied with ropes to each sides of the chair, and it was almost impossible for me to escape.My mouth was tied up with something so tight to my skin, which I presumed to be a duct tape. Where was I?Then everything came flashing back, the sneaking out of home, Zara’s house, the warthog mask… The same mask the person who tried to kill me wore…Just then, the door creaked open and in came the girl who had been the one causing me mishaps, Zara.This time she was dressed in a yellow top over gray joggers. “Oh darling, you’re finally up. I was hoping not to kill you in your sleep.” She said. My eyes widened in horror. I wanted to speak but my lips was still taped together. How could she do this to me? What did I ever do to her?We were best friends!Tears started to roll down my cheeks. I felt so scared, hurt
“Sure,” I told her. Damian sighed and palmed a hand over his forehead.When the call ended, I turned to him. “What?” “You can’t go to Zara’s house. You can’t go anywhere yet, it’s too dangerous,” Damian protested.“It’s been a month since the whole thing, it’s my best friend. I’ll be fine.” I said“No,” Damian shook his head “we still don’t know who these bad people are. We don’t know who the boss is,”“Don’t worry, I’ll be safe. I’ll go and come back in a blink of an eye,” I smiled“Fine, if you must go, i’ll come with you,” Damian saidI shook my head vigorously “not a chance, I’ll just go with some of the bodyguards.”“Then forget it. I won’t let you leave the house,” he said through clenched teeth.My eyes narrowed “don’t be difficult, Zara was in my life before you.”Damian jaw clenched tightly. He just turned and left me standing there. Only then did I realize that I had spoken wrongly.He was just trying to look out for me. I hurried after him but Damian completely ignored him
“So, how’s the investigation going?” Damian’s Dad asked over dinner. They decided to spend the night with us. It was just the four of us under the bright chandelier.“Uhm, there’s been no concrete lead yet,” Damian said, dropping his fork and cleaning his mouth with the napkin.Damian’s Dad chewed onto the beef gently, “how about Stephanie, Sarah’s sister?”Guilt settled in the pit of my stomach. Large arms quickly enclosed over mine, I looked up to meet Damian’s eyes. He smiled reassuringly and said “We believe she is recuperating, and when the time is right, we would get to talk with her,”“That’s good news,” His mom chipped in.“Yeah,” I murmured “so, how’s everyone at home? Loxie, Duke, Bernie and the rest?” I asked, eager to change the topic.“Oh, they’re all good.” Damian’s mom voice was high pitched. We all weren’t going to talk about Ruth…She continued “Well, Loxie moved out,”“Why?”“She called off her engagement with Duke,” she replied. My eyes widened with horror, and somew
It felt like we were back to the beginning. Why did Susan attempt suicide?Damian said she was rushed to the hospital, and that there was slim chance that she was going to survive it. Her pulse was very faint when they found her. The camp was officially ruined. Everyone else was sent back home.However, Mr Martins thinks that the Mysterious boss and the person who tried to kill me might be one person. He also thinks that Stephanie have might a clue on who this person is.With that, he made sure policemen were stationed around Stephanie’s ward, and in the hospital.Dad didn’t let Damian and I to see Stephanie after our visit at the police station. He told us to go home, and that he was going to watch over Stephanie, and notify us of any improvement. My eyes fluttered open in our bedroom, and I saw Damian sitting by the bedside. I wondered why he wasn’t on the bed with me. He looked really sad and was clasping my hands in his.My mind went back to when we returned, and Damian stayed out
“Now, who do we have here? The Iconic Sarah and her husband,” Josef Moore chuckled the moment we walked in “just the people I want to see,”“So, young man. You’ve had your wish. Here she is. Start speaking!” Mr Martin slammed his fist on the table.Josef didn’t flinch. He relaxed boldly on his chair. “You don’t remember me, do you?” he asked me.I stared intently at him “Nope,” I answered, sitting opposite him. For whatever reason, I wasn’t scared of this guy. Maybe it had to do with being with Damian, or in the police station. Maybe…“Do you remember the little boy you reported to your Dad?” he asked with a smirk. Damian and Mr Martins stood beside me.“A little boy?” I frowned He sat up and leaned closer, his elbows on the table. I spotted a little scar beneath his eyelids.“Oh, let me guess… good girl had life easy for her. No wonder she doesn’t remember the life of the little boy she ruined,”“I beg your pardon,” my eyes narrowed. Damian made to advance threateningly at Josef but