Drake couldn't control the happiness he was feeling. How vigilance Jessica was towards him made his heart explode with joy. He remembered back years ago when no one could even look at him. Though he was a piece of beauty, he had nothing in his pocket to provide for someone.
His heart, though as soft as cloud, went through so much pain and agony. Any smile that lit up his face, later turned into sorrow. He was laughed at, he was mocked and he was tortured. But who could blame him, growing up without not knowing what a motherly love was. Living and being raised by a man was all he knew of, but nature seemed to have smiled at him. He had met someone who could remove the pain out of him. Someone who would want to share his pain, his sorrow. Jessica, this woman who took his breath away, who sealed the hole in his heart and gave him the contentment he could ever wish for, was about to become the mother of his child , what more couFrom her father's office, Jessica went to Drake's house to surprise him, and indeed, he was taken aback when he saw her and began his scolding. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home resting". he said, leading her to a seat. Jessica looked at him in a funny way and then smiled. "What?". Drake asked. "What?". *Why are you smiling that way?.*Drake looked at her confused. "I just came over to surprise you, but you seem to be disappointed to see me". She pretended to be sad and let a tear fall down her cheek which broke Drake's heart into a million pieces. He swiftly got down on his knees in front of her and began begging. "Oh no, please don't cry. Look, I didn't mean to scold you. I was only worried why you left home without not calling me to pick you up. I was thinking of what could have happened to you if someone tried to attack the guards, which made me annoyed. Am sorry love, I promise I won't do that again o
Jessica reached up and gently touched his cheeks as he deepened the kiss, letting his fingers rest at the back of her neck and the other on her hips. She kissed him back slowly at first, then gradually with more need and passion. She tasted him and it ignited a fire in her soul. When she prayed the kiss should last forever despite the shock she was still in, he broke the kiss but didn't release her. Instead, he embraced her and she laid her head on his chest. She smiled at his sudden behaviour but when the thought of maybe because he was drunk which made him get turned on like this popped into her head, the smile disappeared. She broke the hug and decided to help him upstairs to take a rest. Whatever happened that made him dash out of the house and come back drunk will be discussed tomorrow. She called her mother to inform her that she would not be coming home tonight and will spend the night at Drake's place."" Within five years of the establishment of Solar Light Organizations L
He continuously trailed his fingers through her hair. And after some few minutes of sobs, she redrew back and looked into his eyes. She could see shame in them, but what could she do, someone had given false allegations which she hadn't done or planned to do. Just as he was about to apologise, the sudden ring of his phone sounded like gunshots, causing him to turn around. Light from the screen of the phone lit up the entire room. It took a moment for him to regain his equilibrium. He was fuming as he gritted his teeth in anger. Who could be ruining this moment. Why couldn't they wait till now. He looked at the caller and noticed it was Victoria. He raised his head up and looked at Jessica. She looked cute and innocent. To him, she was exotic and everything about her was languorous. From that, he rejected the call and switched off his phone, not wanting to be disturbed anymore. "Who was that?"She asked. "I don't think it
Later the minute turned into minutes and almost an hour when the door opened and there came in the lady he had been looking all across the country for. She gasped in surprise and they just stood there staring at each other till he broke the silence. "Hi." "Hello." "What are you doing here?" she asked. "I've been looking for you," he answered. "Well then, here I am." Eduardo stared at her for a while not understanding why she was acting this way towards him. He had thought she would be nervous if Belinda was around, that's why he sent her away but was rather being treated coldly. "Do I annoy you?" He desperately asked. "Yes." she replied. "Do you feel disgusted by me?" "Very much." "Do I look dirty to you?" "More than you could imagine." "Do you hate me?" "Y.."she stopped. She could hear disappointment in his voice, so decided to stop lying and tell the truth "..No... I love you, and always will." she confessed not feeling the least embarrassed. The
Sighing with relief, Eduardo crossed the part between them and enveloped her in a hug. He could feel her flinching but ignored it anyway.While he stared at her quietly before, Eduardo couldn't say that he was not hurt by her actions. He was astonished at her behaviour and to be frank, was very annoyed. He had thought he did something that annoyed her earlier before? Was it the money he offered to her and her guardian that had offended her. It took him time to assemble all he gave her before finally relying on the fact that, indeed, it was the money he gave them that made him receive these cold questions from her. But now thinking of what she had just confessed, all his worries had been washed away. Breaking the hug, she asked "What are you doing here? How did you find me." "Let's just say I followed where my heart led me to," he replied. "And your heart leads you here." she said with a smile forming on her face. "What can I say, you stole my heart." he said, giving
"I will pay you handsomely if the job is done well." he offered. "I don't need your money, I am interested in the guy anyway. All I need is for you to pave a way for me into his life, nothing else, get it." Victoria said, seeming derogated. Raphael was astonished at Victoria's authoritative voice. He had never met a woman this brave and wicked before. Now that it had been made clear, it seems he was not the only one interested in ending the relationship between his sister and Dracardo. And while he thought he had the most wicked heart of destroying one's life, this woman had proven she had the baddest. He had to give all the credit to Ruffy, for tracing her to him. Finally, he is now feeling some little bit of glamour building up in him. Oh, how long it has been since he felt that feeling. The feeling of seeing his sister suffer. The feeling of seeing tears in her eyes. The feeling of seeing her heart break into pieces. He thought of all the times he had failed to
"Drake." Jessica exclaimed. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her legs started to tremble, unable to hold her up anymore. Her heart felt like it was being pounded, with something she couldn't identify. She now understood why she had a bad feeling coming here, Drake was in there with another woman. How could he do this to her? What had she done wrong? He had been so romantic, not once acting out of place. He had been so caring to her, loving and never absent when she needed him. He had been a responsible partner, one who goes over the extent to do anything for her. But now seeing this with her own eyes proved that it was just an act. He had been cheating on her, with no one else but this despicable, filthy woman. What did she give him that she hadn't? Her mind flashed back to the picture she had received from the unknown number. The fundamental truth was before her eyes but she rejected it. She now believes that Drake only wanted to use her and then later cut the ground f
Drake stood by the big glass window in his office looking out at the view. So many emotions ran through his mind and unknowingly, a tear fell down his cheeks. "Why me of all people? What did I do to go through all this pain? When does it ever end?" He asked himself as another tear fell down his cheeks. He wanted to share his pain with someone, but that someone is the cause of it all. He remembered her beauty, innocence, confidence, daringness and kindness. And he thought, everything about her reminded him of the qualities he had heard about his mom. She was now in her ninth month, and fear of him not seeing his child be born crossed his mind. He wants to hold his child, caress its cheek, and swing him or her around his room. He doesn't want his child to be called a bastard, because of an ill fight between his parents. Such thoughts made him abhor life. Didn't get why things always worked this way for the innocent. His thoughts got distracted by a sudden knock
Bianca woke up with a headache in the morning. Her head was resting on Raphael's bare shoulder. She lifted her head and her eyes fell on his exposed chest and stomach before letting it fall back on his face again. Gosh, this man is so beautiful.And as though he could hear her thoughts, Raphael's eyes fluttered open. He took a second to register his surroundings and when his eyes fell on the naked Bianca, his brows creased in utter disgust. He immediately stood upright, hardly pushing the girl off his shoulders, as though she was a disease, an annihilatory plague."oh please, you're not going to treat me this way again, will you?" Bianca asked, annoyed."Get out!" Raphael did not even spare her a glance when he ordered her."Why? Wasn't last night enough taste for you" she asked him seductively, fluttering her long, fake eyelashes while tracing her fingertips on her small pink lips."I said get out!" he repeated again, growing impatient now."Why should I go? This is my house" She ret
The man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones..Unknown**********************************************Irene, not able to withhold herself anymore, dubiously dragged Micheal out from the presence of her father, who in return stared at them with suspicion. 'I hope it's not what I'm thinking, he better not be..' Irene kept thinking all the way to their backyard while Micheal was smiling, enjoying the feel of her tiny hands wrapped around his huge ones. He wondered if that was the feeling just her wrist was producing, then what of her breasts.Irene stopped, pulled him hard enough to lose his balance, pinned her hands on both sides of her waist, and..."You better start explaining yourself. Why are you in that uniform? Why are you dressed like the gangsters? Why do you look so awful? In Fact you look.... Do you know what, just start explaining yourself. You have five minutes!" Irene demanded, perplexed.Micheal kept mute. He didn't know where to start, so he just
He regretted talking to her like that. He regretted not asking for her well-being all this while he had been asleep. He regretted not being able to understand that her heart might have been in pain. But it was too late now. He had already done the damage.He should have understood that she had exerted a great deal of effort just to be strong for the child and herself. The child, his child. Yes! It's his child. He could perfectly commemorate the most beautiful moment in his life which occurred a few hours ago, when he held the baby in his fragile arms.He was in panic when his hands shook the moment the baby landed. Since he was still weak, fear electrified his body and immediately his conscience told him to be careful before he did anything stupid. That was until the baby opened his tiny mouth and sighed sleepily in his arms.As he watched the baby, a sudden overprotectiveness swept over him. He suddenly made a promise to himself to protect him at all cost, whether in good or bad. Bef
She asked as she looked at him up and down, not knowing what to say because that wasn't just any outfit she noticed, but the attackers had the same attire on.The only reason keeping her mouth shut was because of the presence of her father. She knew that the moment she blurted out whatever was running through her head, he would react within a second which would cause trouble for Micheal. So she would keep to herself her thoughts and question him later, when they are assured of their safety.The three carefully run through the back door and out of the house. No sooner had they left the house than someone came in, looking for blood to shed.""Jessica entered her room with a sulky expression and divided onto her bed. Her body felt frail because of all the episodes which had unfolded themselves. 'Did it have to be like this' she said to herself 'Why does it hurt so much' , She shut her eyes tight, trying as best as she can to fall into a deep slumber but it seems sleep was miles and mi
Irene stopped dead in her tracks with her father trailing behind when she noticed that the sound of the gunshot was not just in her neighbourhood, but was close enough for the proprietor to be right at her doorstep.The rate of her heartbeat increased ten fold and panic struck her together with trepidation. Immediately without needing anyone one to tell her, she searched her eyes around the room looking for another passage way to escape from the hall in order to not fall into the hands of a cutthroat.Liam, who was a bit conscious, now pulled her with him into the closest room, which ended up being the storage room of their little abode. It had an old rusted door knob which had never been changed ever since the house was built forty years ago before he bought and moved in with his wife many years later to begin a journey of a beautiful family.The door also had a hole like the size of a tennis ball which he had plastered with the solution tape, but it seems that was useless as the tap
"One of the greatest slavery in life, is to allow your mind to control you…". The words echoed in her head, never drifting away.It hurts, it hurts a lot to have him speaking to her that way, but deep down she had the feeling she deserves it. She deserves it all as what he was saying to her now is just a penny of what she had said months before. Nothing would have hurt more to call someone a curse, saying he wreckens whatever he touches."Luck is a dividend of sweat. The more you sweat, the luckier you get. I sweat to make my life better. To make my future generations happy and be proud of who their ancestor was whenever my name is mentioned. That luck fell on you when you conceived my child, when that seed began to grow in you"."I pushed away all those thoughts and insults that were reigned on me to be happy with you. Because I believe life is too short to stress yourself with people who don't even deserve to be an issue in your life". He paused and breathed in a bit, and tried to s
'Look at those eyes of his. They look exactly like mine, even much candescent. And Gosh, those lips, they can debilitate any girl's legs when he flashes them a smile. Oh, oh look he's smiling at me now. What an angel. Who would have thought I would one day get to hold him in my arms'. Drake thought as he tried hard to hold back his tears which were already at the barrier.'Isn't this beautiful' Jessica thought 'Finally, I have managed to catch a glimpse of that smile of his after many months of nothing but silence,. This is the best moment of my life' Beside her, there were sniff sounds coming from Niel as he stared at Drake with the baby in his weak but still muscular arms 'My son, I'm so proud of you. I knew from the moment I held you that you were special. Even special is too low of a word to be used for you' Niel also had his train of thoughts racing through his head."He's so beautiful". Drake said, looking up at Jessica who had a huge smile on her lips."Thank you". She replied
Jessica kept pacing back and forth, waiting for the results of the tests from the doctor's but it seems to be taking ages for them to emerge from the room. She was scared, scared as hell of what might happen.She was happy when Drake opened his eyes, but fear struck her when she saw the colour of his eyes. It was easy to say they were not the same as they were before, as long as she could remember. "What is taking them so long", she mumbled as she was unable to contain herself. She just wants to bump the door open and walk inside to check on him."What is happening? Why are you outside", Niel came in, together with the baby in his hands. For the first time in months, Jessica saw a worried look on the man's face. She could feel he had the sense that something was not right.Walking towards him, she took the baby from him and held him firmly in her hands. "Drake woke..", She got cut off in mid sentence as the door to the room opened. Out came the doctors and nurses, some with smiles on
She searched her eyes around the whole area, before fixing her eyes on the green scenery which greeted her eyes. It was the magnificent balcony for the J's Collections and one of the most beautiful places in the company. It might be a fashion company, but it's one of the companies with the most beautiful designs and interior.That shouldn't be something new though, since Jessica is the daughter of one of the prominent men in the continent, she should have the money and everything to build up a company up to this great stage. ' Money was like nothing to that family', people would say whenever they see Raphael out there flaunting his wealth to the outside world.In a week, about eight different sports cars would emerge from his house, with him being the same person steering the wheels. Rumours have it that he has thirty percent of his father's shares and therefore he is gaining one third of the money the company makes.Another rumour was that he could spend over twenty thousand pounds a