"Dad, do you always have to bring that up? You know it is one subject I don't like to speak of yet, you always raise it". Jessica said annoyed."How can I not talk about it? Even the clothes you are wearing are not good for a woman who just delivered". Alonso replied. Jessica looked down at what she was wearing. It was practical clothes: Blue jeans, canvas trainers and a fleece."Dad, you are only saying that because you don't like these types of common clothes". she said."No, I am saying that because I think you are still in some kind of pain". Alonso retorted."But dad, I am no longer feeling sore. Why can't I wear simple jeans". she argued. Alonso saw that she was not going to heed to his words, so he just shrugged it off." You are just like your mother". Alonso said smiling. Immediately, the cry of an infant filled their ears. Alonso's smile widened hearing the angelic cry of his grandson, it was so tormenting.Jessica got up to do the duty of a mother as is now her responsibili
Gunshots were heard coming out from various directions. Santo immediately dropped his phone and sped up, since there seemed to be no target, he could get the chance to escape.Drake had to lean down behind the seat per command from Santo. Since Santo was his personal guard, in situations like these he has to heed to his words. What he didn't understand was where they came from and why this was happening in broad daylight.Usually, miscreants never showed themselves in daylight, but usually hid till midnight before starting their mission. One would say that was a smart move, and it really is, at least for them.Drake was utterly confused as to what was happening. This couldn't just be that they were doing it for fun sake, definitely there is a target and that target might be him. Drake anticipated that someone would try to harm him, but never at this time of the day.Drake had psyched for this day, but forgot all about it because of his personal problems, but that gave him no thought
Drake struggled for his life, using all his swimming skills, just to get to the surface of the sea, yet even though he was a talented swimmer, he kept drowning. He was losing air, it felt like his breath was being sucked out. He was losing balance, and he knew if he didn't try harder, this would be his end.Then he heard his name being called, by the voice of a woman. He looked around in the water and up, but saw no one. He tried to swim to the surface again, but still couldn't do it. He now feels like giving up. If this is how his life was going to end, then let it be.Of course favour was not by his side all these years, for he had gone through so much pain and agony to think that he was blessed. Well, some called him as someone who was cursed anyway. There were times he sat down and tried to commemorate if he had wronged someone and was now facing the consequences, but nothing ever came to mind.In the business industry he was like the wind which can never be touched. He had fought
Drake had regained consciousness after going through a wave of pain. He realised he was in a hospital bed with Gina, weeping outside at the glass window while doctors and nurses did their jobs by trying to save his life.His vision still felt a bit blear and his voice weak from the pain and aggression he went through but slowly and with time, all of them went away as he drifted to sleep. He woke up again and found himself in a different room with drips all over him and oxygen right on his nose.He tried to move a little but felt some sharp pain on some parts of his body. He strained his neck a bit to see bandages all over his left arms and legs. As for his covered belly he could not see, but was definitely sure there was some covered there.He saw his father sitting on one of the chairs in the room with his head in his hands. He further looked around to see a nurse checking on any improvement in his health. Drake wanted to alert them that he was awake by speaking, but he was too weak
"Drake had an accident". Alonso added. "What..what do..you mean..by...that". Jessica asked as a few tears drew into her eyes. Even though they had a fight, she still has a child with him, and that creates a bond between them "What...are you saying...dad". she asked as her words became heavy. Alonso could hear the despair in her voice. Tears started flowing down her chin, leaving trails of sorrow. Alonso wraps his right arm around her. She moves closer to lay against him and cries on his shoulder.Olivia watched in awe as her daughter cried on her father's shoulder. She had warned Jessica that she would go no where with how bitter she always is with Drake. But Jessica never listened and continued to be bitter outside while her heart cried inside.The first time Olivia set eyes on Drake, she knew instantly he could be trusted. She immediately accepted him for her daughter but as mother's always do, you must keep an eye on the man you plan on giving your daughter to, i
Raphael's eyes widened at what he heard from his father "Yes, I will disown you as my son, and take all my properties away from you, including all your money because you made it through my business." Alonso made mention of money because he knows how greedy Raphael is of it.And that is what made him useless so much. "You can't do that, I am your son." Raphael said, irritated. "Yes I can, and I am your father, the Chairman of the company. That gives me much more right." Alonso replied. "You will regret it if you do anything like that. So you better change your mind or mark my words." Raphael said. "Don't you dare threaten me. Who do you think you are? You think you are the one with the highest authority in this family but guess what, you are the lowest." Alonso yelled out loud at him.Raphael's facial expressions changed as his father insulted him. He was already thinking of what to do to keep his father out of his way without hurting him, but it seems th
"Hello." Jessica stretched forth her hand for a shake, but Niel just kept staring at her, completely lost and unsure of what to do. He wanted to pounce and spit out words on her face for what she had done to his son. But deep down, he knew Drake would never forgive him if he woke up.He stood up, fighting the urge to control his anger. He just nodded at her and kept on with the staring competition. Jessica withdrew her hand slowly, embarrassed. Even though she knew he hated her guts, she never once lost the respect she has for him. "If you're here to fix back the tree that you cut down with your axe, I suggest you retreat your steps." Niel said.Jessica was at a loss and stared straight at Niel, trying to decipher what he just said. However, no matter how hard she tries, she still couldn't comprehend what he meant by that.The word "Cut down with your axe" confused her alot. Was he trying to say she brought his son to this stage or what. So far as she knows, what she heard was
The early October sun was hot, carrying with it an intense heat wave that made clothes stick to skin like glue. While everyone complained and moaned about the scorching heat, she loved every bit of it because she could smell the perfect fragrance of blooms in the house.Jessica got ready to set off for work. Finally, after breaking off for about two years now, she felt it was time to return back to take the position from Amanda. Walking into her son's room, she knelt down by his crib, caressed his cheeks, then kissed him all over his face before leaving his room.As she walked down the stairs leading to their living room, her mind wandered to how the boy had grown to develop the features of his father so quickly. At just eleven and a half months old, their resemblance was stunning.She is practically sure he might be developing some of his genes now. "You look beautiful sweetheart." Alonso said, walking behind her without her notice. She wore a styled up shoulder off Gucci brand of c
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