Why Did He Pretend Like He Didn't Remember Me?“Hello.” He croaked tiredly and I knew that he was just waking up but the fury in my chest threatened to erupt and I knew I wouldn't feel better until I got it all out.“Welcome to the land of the living you so desired to leave quickly.” I sneered not caring he was my Boss. How could he have been so reckless with a life that most people wanted? This was an avoidable incident and that was what irked me. How hard was it for him to have listened to me?“I'm fine now Violet. Seriously, there's no need for you to worry.” He tried to assure me, but it did otherwise for me. He infuriated me that cool tone of his. Did he know for the fact he couldn't feel fear or anxiousness, doesn't mean other people are as cool as he was. “Yeah, it's not a big deal because you were the one unconscious. You didn't have to feel her heart racing and stop so many times as you drove to the hospital. You didn't have to imagine the worse case scenario as you asked th
I Was Delusional For A Second“Violet, wake up.” A voice called out to me. It sounded so familiar like the voice that always woke me up anytime I overslept and was running late for the bus. That voice I got accustomed to until I had to face the harsh reality one evening that I was never going to hear it again. It was hard to come to terms with it. For weeks after she died, I heard it over and over again. Some nights I screamed when it became too loud in my head. Or when it becomes soothing in my ear. me yelling ‘You are Dead! Leave me alone!’ Annie's mother was just the sweetest and held my hands through it all. Even when people suggested that she gave me to the Child Care Services, she stood her ground and refused. It was from her strength, I drew mine and fought for the last strand of my sanity. So, to hear that voice again after so many years? I was having mixed feelings.“Leave me alone, you are not real.” I muttered, turning away from the direction of the voice.“Violet, it's Me
Let's Pretend There Are No Boundaries Just This NightMinutes after the Annie ripping up my resignation letter escapade, we were at the dining table with two cups of steaming cocoa in our front.“So, why did you suddenly decide that you want to leave his side? And why did you think resignation would be the best option?”“Haven't you heard of the statement ‘Out of sight, out of mind?' Since anytime I was with him, I saw more reasons to stick around. My resolve was weakening and I knew that staying by his side would not be to my favor.” I explained.She shook her head in disagreement and said, “I don't believe that is the major reason. What happened last night that triggered your decision?”I flashed back to the dream of my mom and I don't know if I should just fess up to her. After giving it thought for a while, I decided to just let her know. I couldn't be the only one caught up in this dilemma. Maybe Annie then would see solid reason behind my actions.“I dreamt of my Mom. She told m
Fate is trickish“Alright, since you are staying over, I need to make dinner for you. I am certain that you got enough of hospital food, I can say I did too.” He said as he led us to the kitchen.“You could have told me and I would have gotten the best spread from your favorite restaurant. I still have your black card with me.” I told him from behind. He was taking long strides unknowingly, leaving me with my short legs to pitter after him. I used to consider myself average height, until well, I met my boss. He towered over me by several inches that I had to look up to him. As I thought of it, I chuckled under my breath when I remembered me yelling at him at that fundraiser event we went for. I would have looked so funny as I yelled at him. He wouldn't have felt threatened as my little framed self yelled at him. I probably looked like a goat in front of an elephant.“That would just make me seem like a prima Donna that likes having his way. I already frightened you and caused you stre
I Can't Help How I Feel About Him“I really don't understand how a house this big can only have one room. What then are the remaining spaces in the house for? A big hall?" I asked him still shocked that he claimed that this house only had a room.“Well, technically, I don't literally mean that the house has just one room.” He replied.“Then, what do you mean?” I asked.“What I mean is, just one room is in use, mine that is. The rest of the rooms have not been used in months. At first the housekeepers were cleaning it every week, but I noticed it was tasking on them, so I told them not to bother and clean it every three months. The house is actually homogeneous and there are other things they can be focused on. So, the remaining rooms haven't been cleaned in weeks now. It would be clouded with dust and it'll make you ill.”“So, it's not something I can quickly clean out and sleep there?” I asked because when I said yes to sleeping over, I wanted to spend the night in the house, not spe
You Didn't Lock The Door?He deepened the kiss even further, like he has been starved of my lips. His hands rested inches away from her bum. I felt my nipples hardened again my pyjama shirt and because we were practically glued in each other's arms, I knew he felt them too. I tried to draw back, but he detected that and held me in place.He withdrew from the kiss without as much breathing heavily, but I on the other hand was panting. And fun fact, I was not tired of kissing him, instead I wanted more of him. If Kissing wasn't a sport, it should become one because tell me why I was so out of breath as if I did cardio exercises? Funny still, I wanted to still kiss him as much as when I hadn't kissed him before, even more than before. Now that I had tasted his lips when we were both lucid, I wanted him even more.“I want to feel every inch of you. Don't withdraw, okay?” He told me and pulled me to his body and rolled from his side, to me on top of him and him below. Hmmm, I think this m
How Will His Grandparents See Me Now?“No, I didn't see the need to.” He replied, his lips still on my nipples.“You didn't see the need to?” I screeched in horror. “Yeah, we were practically the only ones in the house. So, I didn't see the need to.” He explained like it was that simple. If he didn't see the need to because no one was in the house, then who then just opened the door? I have probably traumatized one housekeeper forever with an image of their boss hovering over some woman and sucking her nipples? Now, she would always remember me as the nipple woman whenever I came over to possibly drop a file or pick something up if Ryan needed me to. Oh! The horror! “So, who then opened the door, a ghost?” I asked perplexed.It was then the door shut and I heard a woman's voice say, “Come George, I just saw Ryan making out with a lady with brown hair. I told you he wasn't gay, didn't I? You lose, pay up the three hundred pounds.”My eyes widened and I mouthed to Ryan, “Who are those
She's still in your head, right? “And they finally decided to grace us with their presence,” The Grandma said sarcastically immediately we came to the kitchen area where Ryan was sure his grandma would be because she enjoyed cooking so much that she cooked immediately she came back from anywhere whilst she complained about the food she ate out being too bland or salty. On other regular days, if she didn't see her grandson bent over me, doing whatever, I would have fawned over her and said how much I love the curated meal plan of the Greece hotel we stayed in when we went for a business trip, but this was not every other day, so I stayed put and looked at my sock padded feet as red stained my cheeks. If we didn't look like we just had sex before, we definitely looked it now with my swollen lips and Ryan's rumpled pyjama shirt. Let's not talk about our messed up hair. “Romeo, get the shrimps from the freezer. You have shrimps right, or you were too busy,” She wriggled her eyebrows at
He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
How Could You Hide That From Me?One thing I didn't expect when I said ‘I do’ to Ryan was the turmoil and tons of secrets his family had. I didn't know how deep his father's hate for him ran, I didn't know that his step-mother I thought he was just needlessly antagonistic towards him was actually wolf in sheep's clothing, she was the spawn of Satan herself. Looking at his father and step-mother, I was amazed how they could raise such good kids with a good head on their shoulders. Must be the work of their grandparents.I was reminiscing what Loraine told me yesterday and I still couldn't come to terms with it.“Are you sure?” I asked her withdrawing my hands from hers in shock of what I just heard.“I am almost certain and over the years I am becoming certain that what I heard that night was true. I went out dead at night to drink water, when I heard them arguing in their room and their room door was ajar. I didn't hear parts of the argument, but what I heard loud and clear was when m
And It Was The Most Beautiful Experience EverI felt his tip of his penis at the entrance of my Vagina, and I drew in a deep breath. I was finally doing it. Losing my virginity after twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years seeing as my birthday was in few weeks time. This point, it felt thrilling to finally have sex with the person I love with all my heart, and it also felt scary because I heard the first time hurts.His eyes looked hungry, but still he said, “We can still wait if you want to.”I smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. When I withdrew from the kiss, I said, “My problem is that you worry way too much. I am sure.”“Okay then.” He replied.He unwrapped my legs from his waist, and spread them apart. Then, he came closer, towering over me. He began penetrating slowly with the tip of his penis, it was at that point I winced in pain.I closed my eyes, but he said, “Hey, Mi Todo, look at me.” At his command, I opened my eyes and meet his mesmerizing ones.As he was penet
No One Gets To Talk Bad About My Mom, Not On My Watch“Gr...Grandma?” Mrs. Gia sputtered, looking at I and Ryan in shock. My husband who I could see was also looking at me, trying to deduce if I knew what I was saying or if I was suffering from hallucination?“I am almost certain you are the one. I saw your postcard growing up with the name. I think it'll be rare for someone with the same three names to exist, too much of a coincidence? No?” I gave her a pointed look.Her features started changing as realization started sinking in that she just might be the right person.“Wait, are you Xavier and Juliet's child?” She asked mentioning the names of my parents.I nodded and she gasped, and staggered a bit. Holding the table next to her as a support. “It seems like you both have some catching up to do,” My husband said and pecked me lightly on my left cheek, before pointing at a corner, “I'll be over there in case you need anything,” Then in a whisper, he said, “Saying hello to pretenti
Could She be My Grandma? “Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo
I Had Never Seen Him Cry“Okay, we don't speak for some days and next thing I know is my close friend and roommate has gotten married to a billionaire in a ‘low-profile’ ceremony in Vegas? She didn't see the need to say something like ‘Hey guys, I know you might be busy with life, but I am getting married?’ V, I have to say this is ludicrous and I am still trying to comprehend it?” Rainie said.I slowly disentangled myself from my husband arms, there was barely a moment we were in bed together and we weren't cuddling. It was an extreme sport, but I finally succeeded without waking him up.I tiptoed to the bathroom and continued my call with my friends.“Firstly, guys, I know no matter what I explain, it would never be a reasonable excuse why I didn't tell you both earlier. I am really sorry and truly everything happened so quickly, that before I could understand what was happening, we were married.” I explained to them hoping that it would soothe the rage I could see in their eyes.“I
I Said Yes To Eternity.“So, I got an Elvis Presley Chapel booked for the wedding tomorrow. Do you want to maybe go dress shopping today?” Ryan asked me as we lay on the bed ticking off things we needed for our wedding tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow? It still felt surreal that hours back I said a yes to his proposal. I wanted to tell my friends, but in all honesty, I still felt like i needed a minute to understand the huge step I was taking tomorrow. I'll probably call them in the morning before I leave to the Chapel and tell them of my bold step and get their blessings. The truth was we actually just wanted to have something small. This was more of a promise to ourselves, than an actual wedding. “With the speed at which you are doing all these things, you were certain I was going to say yes, right? You probably had the contract or something?” I teased him. He was indeed moving with speed that it made me a tad bit suspicious that he just started this arrangement. I suspecte
I Must Be CrazyI burst into laughter, placing my ice cream sandwich on the empty space by my side which was already melting in my hands and making it sticky. Of all the jokes that my boyfriend has attempted to make, this was by far the funniest.“Oh, my goodness. That was such a funny joke. You are getting the hang of this emotions thing.” I hit his chest lightly with traces of laughter on my lips and attempted to pick up my ice-cream sandwich again. Vegas must be getting to him for him to play this kind of joke. I heard that being in Vegas often makes one act out of the ordinary. Coupled with the fact that he was still getting a hang of these emotions thing. He must be like a kid at an ice-cream parlour for the first time wanting to try out all the flavors.“I am not joking.” He said. I was about taking a bite of my ice-cream sandwich which half was already melted by the way when his voice stopped me short.“A prank, maybe?” I asked with hopeful eyes in light that though this might
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h