You should be pampering me. I need a baby treatment from all of you." "Then show some respect. You. can't just come over and change the channel without asking for permission. You're not even Desmond's wife yet, and you're acting like you own this place." Daniella's eyes flashed. "I'm Desmond's fiancée, and this is my house now. I make rules. You are the one who is even supposed to show some respect. You are supposed to take permission from me before making use of the television." "Have you gone insane? In my son's house? Remember that I'm the reason you are in this house." "And so? You rooted me for him because you know that I'm the best. It's a privilege for your son to have me. You should be happy that i accepted." "I was. but now.. I don't know what have suddenly came over you." "Nothing came over me. Just keeping you in your place and reminding you that I'm now the madam of the house. If you still wants to watch your program, you can make use of the television in your room."
Daniella got up from the seat when she saw it was Desmond. "Thank God you are here. You are just at the right time." "What is that? Is there any problem?" Desmond asked, still holding his office bag. "Your mother. She's disturbing me." Daniella reported. "She's been dragging the television with me, stressing me out." "My mom?" He turned to his mother. "Is she telling the truth?" "She's now acting victim as if I'm the problem problem here." His mother replied. "I was watching a program when she came and changed the channel without taking permission. I can't remember having any problem with her. Just talk to her because I won't take it lightly if she repeats that rubbish." "But why will you do that?" Desmond asked Daniella. "You don't change her channel without telling her. I won't like you disrespect my mother." "So you are supporting your mother right? Instead of supporting your wife, the mother of your baby." "You expect me to support you when you disrespect my mother?" Desm
"It's not entirely my fault. You are too soft to her. Make her know her place in this house. She can't come into the house and think she can control everyone. Just last week, you bought a brand new roll royce for her. You takes her to shopping everytime and even send her money. Stop giving her whatever she demands and watch her change." "The last time I checked, you are the one supporting her. You are the one to talk to her. I don't have time for all these things." Desmond said and left. When he got into the room, Daniella was lying on the bed, pressing her phone. "What have came over you, Daniella? What is the meaning of your new character? Why do you suddenly hate my mother?" "Did I said that I hate her? We need privacy, Desmond. I haven't talked about your sister. Both of then need to leave the house so we can have space. This is what you are supposed to do. You are a family man now. You need to focus on me, your wife. You need to focus on your family. Must I teach you everythi
"Daniella had refused to give me the car keys. I don't know what have came over her." Her mother complained. . "Wait a minute. .... I don't get. She took the car key and,...refused to give you? How? I don't understand." Bella was confused. The statement sounded strange on her ear. "She said she's now incharge of everything. That I will beg her before she gives it to me. Can you imagine?" "Daniella, is she telling the truth? You took the car key? When did that started? You that we brought into this house?" "It doesn't matter how I found myself here. The fact is that this is my house now, and I won't tolerate any kind of disrespect. This is my territory now and I'm setting things in order." "Setting things in order by disrespecting my mom? The other time, you stopped her from watching the television, now you are taking the Car keys on your possession. What have came over you? Remember how you got here. We are the ones that made it possible, now you are biting the finger that feeds
"We didn't! Don't you believe me?" Bella asked. "What is happening here!" Desmond's mom showed up. "Daniella is saying that we fought her. That we tried to kill her baby." "Her action called for it but we can't touch a pregnant woman. Why is she saying that we fought her?" She turned to her. "You want to cause problem between me and my son? Why are you lying." "I'm not lying." Daniella spoke up. "You said you will make sure I loose the pregnancy for refusing to give you the car keys. Desmond, you won't believe Bella was punching me on my tummy. If not that I'm strong, I would have lost the baby. My tummy is still paining me but I'm enduring it." "Why are you two so wicked? This is how both of you treated Anabel. I divorced her and accepted your choice. Now you are abusing her. I can't take this anymore." Desmond said in anger. "Wait.... don't tell me you believed what she said. She's lying against us." Bella said. "Just as you used to say when Anabel was here. She's always lyin
(A week later).."I will be going for a business trip tomorrow." Desmond announced when he came back from work."Tomorrow? That's urgent. You should have informed me on time so I can prepared." Daniella said. "Prepare?" Desmond asked. "Who said you are coming with me? This is business trip and I'm going with some top shareholders. You are not going with me.""How long is the trip?" Daniella asked."One week." Desmond replied. "Though I know how boring it can be for you. You would have stayed with my mom and sister but they are no longer around. You will be staying alone.""I don't even need them. I can sort myself out." Daniella said while thinking of what to do through out the week. Suddenly, her mind flashed to her boyfriend. She smiled, realizing how fun if will be if she invite him over. Nobody will be around to monitor her."Its just a week though. I'm sure you won't feel it much. We will be talking on video call." Desmond said, trying to make her feel good. Only if he knew th
Daniella was putting the last of the clothes in the washing machine for later when she heard a knock on the door. She doesn't need any prophet to tell her who was knocking. This was all she had been waiting for. Home alone with her boyfriend. She had been waiting for him ever since Desmond stepped out of the house. She walked to the door and pulled the door open. She wasn't disappointed. Her boyfriend, Leonard was standing with a broad smile on his face. He was carrying his traveling bag and a small duffel bag. With the size of his bag, she could tell that he came prepared. Leonard was wearing a navy sweatshirt and a pair of gray sweatpants that leave little to her imaginations. And, of course, that signature cocky grin of his was plastered on his face. "Hey dear, Daniella." He spoke up with his deep voice., "You can see I didn't disappoint." He said with a slight grin on his face. Her blood has already run cold, and she was struggling to properly form a response. Yes, she told h
Suddenly, Leonard broke off and picked his bag back up off the floor and smirked "I'll put my bag in your husband's room. At least you'll finally be able to say you're sharing a bed with a real man now." He laughed. "I don't think it's proper. You can keep your bad in visitor's room." "Proper? Coming in here is not even proper. So show me his room. It will be more fun. What best treatment can we have if we don't stay in his room. Common." Leonard urged and Daniella hesitated for a while before accepting. Daniella led Leonard to Desmond's room, and he dropped his bag beside the king-sized bed. "Make yourself at home," Daniella said with a sly smile. Leonard chuckled, gazing around the opulent space. "This is quite a setup Desmond's got here." Daniella shrugged. "He has a good taste. Besides, He's rich. What do you expect?" As Alex began to unpack, Daniella couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Being in Desmond's room with Leonard felt rebellious, liberating. Le