DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The days passed in a blur, rolling into weeks which, in turn, rolled into months and I spent my time alternating between Adrian and I's house, school, and the Valentino estate. After my tete-a-tete with my husband, Adrian, we had brain stormed ways to get rid of his irresponsible birth mother who had only returned to their lives to upheaval their stability, cause problems for the blooming family, and get herself some cash, free of charge, through blackmail.Although I was still reeling with all of Adrian's confessions and revelations to me, I kept my swirling mind under control, long enough to run up the stairs to the bathroom in search of the first aid box; run back down the stairs which I took two at a time, with the first aid box gripped in my hand; clean, disinfect, and bandage the bruises that were scattered across Adrian's fists in small, red, and angry looking cuts; and then brainstorming with him for ideas to get rid of his irresponsible biological mother who
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.That night; the night of the date; Adrian and I slept in each other's arms after a very long time of abstaining from one another; we slept in each other's arms after being drained from the exhilarating and passionate activities that we involved ourselves in. That night would forever be a memorable one for me as it marked the start of something fresh, sweet, intimate, and passionate between my husband and I. The night had easily slid its way up to the top of my list, taking the crown for the best night that I'd ever had in all of my twenty four years of living.The date, although unexpected, would be forever ingrained in my heart as it had been such a wonderful and romantic event. Once more, Adrian had managed to shock me and this time, whether he meant to or not, he had won me over.As the days after our fervid activities stretched into weeks, Adrian and I could scarcely keep our hands off of one another. After spending the day time apart from each other, with Adrian
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The early morning sun light licked its way, mutely, through the closed cream colored curtains that covered the length of the windows in my new bed room, and fell on to my face. I felt a smile pull across my lips from the feeling of the sun rays that kissed my face, while letting a sigh of contentment escape from my lips.It was finally the D-day; the day that I was to finish my last exam for the semester and now more than ever before, I was closer to achieving my dreams; or more so, the dreams that my father-in-law, Alfredo had designed for the company at the expense of his one and only daughter in-law.Gently prying my eyes open, I threw away the blankets and comforter that I had tucked myself into the previous night, and buried my feet into my bathroom slippers. With my slippers slapping gently against the floors of my bed room, I made my way to the windows and threw the curtains wide open.I felt a surge of happiness swell in my chest as I watched the sun rays str
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.For, very possibly, the fifteenth time on that day, I declined another incoming call from an unsaved and unknown phone number on my mobile phone. The caller had been blowing up my mobile phone with calls since very early that morning and I had also been declining all of the calls ever since then, but instead of said caller reading between the lines by realizing that I was not interested in picking up the call and giving up on disturb me with calls, he or she, instead, only became even more of a disturbance as the calls only became more persistent.Almost immediately after I had declined the previous call, my ringtone blared from my phone's speakers and the same unsaved and unknown number flashed on the phone's screen. At the sight of the unknown caller ID, I let out a hiss through my teeth and groaned in frustration. On my reaction, my friends who had been busy contemplating what food and drinks to get from the school cafeteria for lunch, looked up from their brainst
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.As soon as I had dropped my pen for the last paper of the examination for the duration of the semester, I practically flew out of the lecture room, only having just enough time to bid my friends a quick farewell before I made my way to the school's parking lot where I had parked my car earlier in the day.The source of my hurry was not the fact that I wanted to get out of the school grounds as fast as possible because I had just concluded the semester's examinations; although it could be counted as one of the reasons as I had day dreamt and imagined how thrilling it would be to run out of the school after finally finishing the exams. The sole reason for my rush was the fact that I had an appointment to meet up with that afternoon; an appointment that I could not afford for any of my family members or friends to catch wind or get an inkling of.Once inside the confines of my car, I took in deep breaths to regulate my breathing which had been affected in my rush out of
DANIELLE'S P.O.V."You're expected back in three working days for the result of your tests.""Okay, doctor. Thank you very much for your time.""You're most welcome, Mrs Valencia." the doctor said."Have a great rest of the day." I greeted."You do the sane too, Mrs Valencia." she reciprocated.After bidding my farewells to Doctor Melissa Vamos, the obstetrician gynecologist that attended to me and directed me in the process of confirming whether the strip test that I had taken in the confines of my bathroom were accurate or not.After exiting the doctor's office, I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me once again- it was a different feeling from the type that I'd had on my way to the hospital and my entry into the doctor's office. This feeling was almost new as it felt very fresh and undiluted in its tenseness.The processes that I had undergone and being a partaker of while trying to confirm the suspicions that I had about the true state of my health had been nearly as mentally dr
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.When Adrian retracted his palms which he had placed around my eyes as a blindfold, I was surprised by the sight that lay before me in the living room; it could be said, and recorded, that once more, my husband, Adrian Valentino, had succeeded in surprising me- and this surprise of his was indeed, much like some of the few other occurrences of such, a pleasant one.Bared before me, on the marble floors of the living room, were rose flower petals- bright red petals that covered the expanse of the floors and arranged in parallel lines to mark off a pathway that led from the sitting area of the house to another part of our homestead; one which I was very eager to explore at that moment.“Oh, wow!” I said, my eyes trailing over the length of the living room’s floors.“Come now, my lady.” Adrian said, moving to stand beside me and bending his elbow in a gesture that mimicked that which the English gentlemen usually did in movies, “There is much more to see.”“Oh really?” I
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The feelings that I experienced at the surprise dinner with Adrian were new; raw, and they were as terrifying as they were exciting. More than I cared to admit, these new feelings coursed through my body and surged through my being, every waking moment, in those days that led after the dinner. I could barely look at Adrian without my chest surging or without my heart beating as fast as a horse's gallop; it was frightening to feel and I feared, and dreaded, that moment when I would have to accept these feelings of mine for what they really were.The days following the surprise dinner rolled by faster than I hoped than they would and without much warning or alerting, the day of my truth finally arrived.That morning was like any other morning that I'd had in the house that I now shared with my husband. I woke up to the sunlight, in its full glory, shining its bright and luscious light; as usual, the morning sun light licked its way, mutely, through the closed cream col