A knock was heard on the door. Stacy snapped her eyes open and pushed Bruce aside but he didn't budge."Someone is at the door!” Stacy reminded, aiming to make him move away. "Mummy, Daddy?!! What are you both doing in there? Aren't we going for dinner anymore?” Cherry’s voice rang out and Stacy forcefully pushed Bruce's massive body over her away but he pressed her down to the bed again. "I know. you do not need to tell me, birdie. I have ears, don't I?” "Cherry is here, what are you doing?’” Stacy exclaimed in a whisper, shooting a chaotic look at Bruce. "She can wait outside till we are done,” He grinned.,"What the heck are you saying? You do know that there's someone waiting for you downstairs and also outside the door, don't you? Please, lets stop here. I need to get changed,” Stacy whispered, her amber eyes wide open as she looked into his unbothered stormy eyes. Bruce still didn't move an inch. "Pookie, Daddy is busy right now. I and your mom would be out once we are
"Are you guys leaving me behind?” Bruce asked, watching his wife take his daughter away like he didn't exist. "Now this is becoming crazy!” he cursed and followed after them. By the time they got to the sitting room, Eddie and William who was seated on the chair quickly stood up on their feet with their heads bowed down. Bruce's gaze landed on William who was twitching his fingers nervously. "Dad, are you done here? When are we leaving?” Chery asked. Her gaze moved to the middle of the sitting room and saw the chef standing there. "Mr.Willaim, you are back?!” she exclaimed and ran to him, "When did you get back? You didn't tell me when you were leaving and now that you are back, you didn't even bother to inform me that you are here after a whole week of being away!” Cherry complained as she was about to hug him. "Stop there, cherry. Do not touch him,” Bruce commanded and everyone’s eyes moved to him as he descended from the stairs. His face was calm but stern at the same
"Sir?” William was now horrified. Did he have a change of mind and didn't want him to leave again? Does he plan on punishing him for being a traitor? For wanting to cause harm to him by following Vanessa’s orders? William slowly dragged his feet on the floor, turning to face Bruce's stern face. "You forgot to pick the hankie. Pick it up and leave, while also making sure we do not cross paths again, William. I am very disappointed in you,” Bruce uttered. William had been working in the Yates mansion for many years, he was brought to the mansion by Bruce mom when she was still alive yet William was so ungrateful as to be unloyal and a backstabber toward the son of the same woman who picked him up from nothing. Wiliam understood the reason why Bruce said the last words to him and he had nothing to justify his actions except that he was greedy for more money even if it meant using the wrong way to get it from the wrong person too. William slowly picked up the hankie wh
**** A wailing woman clutched her dead son as she sat on the tiled floor with the corpse between her legs. Tears kept streaming down her cheeks with mascara smooshed all over her face. "Why?! Why did he have to do this?” She wailed. "Wasn't shooting my son enough? Why did have to strangle my boy till death?! He almost raped his wife, yes! But it doesn't give him enough reason to do this to us! I will make sure I get my revenge on Bruce Yates. I will make sure he gets to feel the same pain my son felt when he did those heartless things to him. He must pay for it! Bruce Yates must pay for the life he took away from the Hawk family!” She swore and started shaking Dan. "Wake up, son! You cannot die and leave your mom all alone. You have to wake up this minute Daniel! Daniel, I said open up your eyes, wake up Daniel. Wake up!!” She screamed, slapping her son’s corpse on its face. "What do you mean by my son was murdered?” An old voice thundered in the middle of a spacious and ele
A luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop outside an elegant restaurant. Bruce stepped out of the car, his polished black shoe tapping lightly on the granite floor, and made his way to the other side of the vehicle. Gallantly, he opened the door for Stacy, extending his hand to assist her as she gracefully emerged from the car. Stacy accepted his hand with a smile playing on her lips as she descended from the car. "Thank you,” She whispered, her cheeks a light shade of pink as she felt her face heat up from excitement. It was her first time going on a date with Bruce Yates and she could feel her heart jumping like a three-year-old kid. A double knock on the window was heard and they averred their gaze to the backseat where Cherry sat. "Are you not going to open up the door for your little princess too, Daddy?” Bruce let out a chuckle as he exchanged smirking glances with Stacy. Turning to Cherry. "Of course, baby. Daddy can't forget his little princess in the c
"Cherry is right, you know. You shouldn't call her a bully. You used the wrong word on her and also, She's not a bully because you did not tell us if you pulled out the chair for her or for me,” Stacy supported Cherry. "As expected, you supported her recent bad behavior again. Shouldn't you be scolding her for it instead?” Bruce asked as he dragged out another seat. "I will only scold her when she is wrong, but right now she isn't. So I can not start scolding her over nothing,” Stacy replied, trying hard not to laugh at the look Bruce had on his face. She knew Bruce was slowly losing it because she refused to support him and always supported Cherry. Bruce didn't say anything else as he settled on the chair. Stacy was still curious as to why they were they only ones on a big restaurant like this and she was sure that the room they were in was only one of the rooms out of the other spaces in the restaurant. Gently placing her purse on the table, she licked her lips, tryin
The chefs in the kitchen received the list of dishes their top customers would love to be served but they all had worried faces once they saw the list. "Vivian isn't still here?” One who looked like the head of the chefs asked worriedly. "Yes, sir. Vivian is yet to arrive but I saw someone at the back. She called herself Alison, she said Viviane fell sick so she sent her in as her replacement,” One of the chefs replied. "That's so stupid and unprofessional of Vivian! She could have at least informed us that she won't make it here and that there would be someone else coming to take her place,” The top chef grumbled as he started dishing out the food. "Call her in. We have no time to waste now,” "Yes, sir,” He responded and went to the back of the kitchen to call Alison in. He got to the back and saw a dark-haired lady who wore a wrinklish frown on her face. "What made you take so long?” The lady complained in a hushed tone once she saw him. "My boss was persistent i
Alison immediately turned to him as she shook her head. "No, sir. I didn't say a word. I'm almost done with the drink, I just need to add some ice cubes and then the straw and lemons,” "Then be quick and stop wasting our time!” The head chef urged her as he hissed. "These new workers are just so slow and lazy! Why did Vivian have to fall sick today out of all days?!” The chef almost rolled his eyes as he continued scooping out the ice cream before him into a cup and then he broke some ice cream cones into the cup of ice cream. Alison took out some ice cubes from the industrial freezer and dropped a fair amount into the glasses. She picked out a lemon, sliced the lemon into a thin sharp, and stylishly placed it on the tip of the glass. With a wide smile, she turned to the head of the chef. "I'm done, sir,” She informed. "Then look for the waitress or the waiter, hand it over to one of them,” The chef answered, half of his attention fixed on scooping more of the ice cream.
Stacy just glared at him. "What? it's not like I believed him, did I?" Bruce defended then moved his gaze around the sitting room. "And why isn't Eddie around here?" He asked, suspecting that she might be up to something. "I told the guards to throw her out of the estates. She's doing too much and I can't accept it any longer. I've taken more than I can chew," Stacy snorted, twitching the side of her lips as she folded her arms over her chest. Bruce walked over to Stacy in slow and calculated steps that Stacy had to look up at him, wondering what he wanted to do. " Wh_what?" She stuttered and Bruce swiftly wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer to his chest. "You did a good job by taking out the trash, little birdie," He smirked, leaning closer to her ear. Vanessa glared at the couple romancing before her, her eyes full of hate and jealousy. He had taken everything from her and now he was about to imprison her on top of that? Who does that?! Cough Cough
"Bring her In,” Bruce commanded. One of the police who didn't handcuff anyone went outside and informed his team using a hand sign then he returned to the sitting room. "She is coming,” He informed with a bow. Stacy saw Bruce nodding and soon she saw someone getting pulled into the sitting room by another police officer like she was some sort of criminal and her jaw dropped to the ground! Exact features, exact eyes, exact hair color, and style! The only difference was that the clothes she had on were worn out and looked ragged. Edward's feet staggard back in disbelief. "This can't be true. There's no way she would be the one I fell in love with. She can't be the one,” He whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on her as he shook his head. Edward refused to believe cause the girl he knew back in school didn't look this ragged. She was well-kept and was a good girl who was barely noticed but he did the moment he bumped into her in the hallway when she was in tears. How
Everyone listened to it attentively. * "Bruce, I can't live on like this. I love you. I've always loved you from the beginning! That's why I decided to date Edward, at least that way I'll get a chance to speak to you once at least because I never had a chance to speak to you," CShe confessed, her breath coming out shakily. "I have always loved you right from when we were little but I am just a girl no one took notice of. Just a girl behind the wall and when someone finally did, I did not. I do not Love Edward Yates. I love you, Bruce. It's you I want and love. I can do anything to make you believe me. I can strip myself right before you if that's what you need to see before you believe me, Bruce Yates," her voice begged desperately and for some seconds there wasn't anyone responding to her "I do not love you neither would I do so after you strip yourself. I love someone else and it's only her that I will keep loving," Bruce told her to her face genuinely."You should have some
* * * * After dropping Cherry off at school, it was already noon and she needed to pick her up before the bell rang for closing. Stacy headed upstairs to get her purse as she made a call to Bruce's line for God knows how many times now with no answer from him. She kept calling every time and now she was about to pick Cherry up from school but he was yet to answer his calls. "What's wrong? Why hasn't he been picking up?" Stacy's face was wrinkled as she glared at the screen of her phone. She was bothered about his whereabouts and worried about his well-being. "He should at least pick up and let me know that he is doing good rather than getting me so worked up!" Stacy grumbled, making another call to his which was yet ignored again with no answer. "Pick up the damned phone, Bruce!" Stacy yelled out at the screen, venting her anger and worry on the phone by the way she angrily held it. She climbed up the final stairs and was about to make a right turn when she b
"Where did he go? Wasn’t he here last night?” Stacy gasped, wondering why he wasn't on the bed and it was still very early in the morning. A knock on the door caught her attention and she moved her gaze to the door. "Mummy? Daddy? I've been knocking, why aren't you guys answering the door?” Cherry’s little voice caught Stacy’s ears as Cherry kept knocking on the door, outside the room. She immediately got down from the bed and was about to answer the door when she noticed how rough her hair was the moment her gaze brushed past the mirror. The rough night Bruce had with her replayed harshly in her mind. How could Bruce have left the room just like that without saying anything to her? Or was she thinking too much about it? She blinked her eyes three times, moving the memory and everything concerning Bruce to the back of her mind for the time being, and quickly combed through her hair, fixing the out-of-place strands of her hair. "Mummy?!” Cherry screamed and banged h
"I_i...I do," Her voice came out shakily that she couldn't tell him that she didn't want him. Or perhaps she did. She did miss him, his breath against her sensitive skin, his touch, the way his tongue played on her skin. She missed him a lot in these few hours while he was away, spending his time with Eddie. She just wished she could find out the reason why he was hurting her so much. He hurt her at first and now he was getting close to her like nothing happened before. Why should she let him her close to her again after what he did? He should pay for it. He must pay for it! "You do, huh?" Bruce smirked and slammed the door next to them shut with one of his hands, then twisted the key till it got locked as his gaze remained on Stacy, keeping her in place. "Then why bother to pull away from me when you know you want the same from me? Isn't that being inconsiderate? Being selfish when you know I need you? and miss you so badly? huh?" Bruce confessed as he whispered again aga
"What? How can cockroaches be in here?" Bruce frowned. Eddie hid behind him instantly. "Don't ask me those damned questions! How would I know? First, it was ants, and now cockroaches? What the heck is up with your room?” Eddie asked. “I don't know. It's never been like this,” "What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say all these insects started coming Into your room ever since I came here? Huh?” Eddie asked, glaring at Bruce. "I didn't say anything like that but if you take it that way, it might be true,” Bruce shrugged his shoulders. "I will call the guard to come and clean up the room so you can have some sleep. I might also have to hire another maid to clean up-” "Sleep where? So another type of insect can climb up my body? I can't sleep here, Bruce. I won't sleep in this scary room filled with all sorts of insects!” Eddie suddenly screamed when she felt a cockroach crawl up her feet. "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!” She screamed but Bruce was confused about what h
An unknown knock was heard on their door and Bruce moved his gaze to the transparent door but could not see who was outside his room due to the way the glass was built. Eddie looked at him and then at the door, she knew that there were only two people who could come to Bruce's room by this time, knocking on his door. "Those witches won't let me enjoy my time here," She whispered under her breath, her eyes full of annoyance. Bruce was about to get up from the bed when she beat him to it. "I will check," She said you him gently and Bruce relaxed back. "Who is at the door?" Eddie asked as she walked to the door and opened it. There was no one before her till she moved her gaze downwards and saw the blonde-haired girl she had expected. She frowned her face at the sight of her before throwing questions at Cherry's face. "What do you want?" Eddie asked but the moment Cherry opened her mouth to answer her questions, she threw another."Shouldn't you be sleeping in your room
Eddie froze midway through her facade as she frowned and pouted her lips at Bruce. "Such a grumpy man. He can't even feed a pregnant lady who is in pain," She complained with a sneer on her lips. "I know that I am not pregnant but what if I was pregnant for him?! Could this have been the way he would have ignored me like I am a nobody all in the name of he is sleepy and tired?" Eddie rolled her eyes. "Douchebag!" She cussed him and sighed. "Goodness! I have to think of something really quick." She thought as she averted her gaze to his broad back that was faced against her. A few moments later_ "Oww!!" A loud cry erupted In the room. "I need water, please. My belly is hurting so bad! Our baby is in danger," The annoying cry pierced into Bruce's ears and he grumbled. "The heck is she up to now?" He almost yelled out. Shutting his eyes tightly, he remembered that damned man who forced him to do this. " Doctor Miles, I will make sure you pay for making me pass through this hel