Marco’s Pov “Hola, mi amor,” Jessica said on the other end of the line. Something about it felt dry, but I chose to ignore it, I wasn’t about to let her throw a fit. “How’s the baby?” “Well, the baby is fine, until you do not take care of the responsibility. Then I will send the baby to a better place where he can have a better father. You know, Jesus.” “You’re only a few weeks pregnant, how do you know it’s a boy?” “I’m his mother, we know these things, our instincts are as sharp as they can be.” Yeah, its mother who keeps threatening to abort it if I don’t send money. As if life wasn’t already hard, Jessica made it harder. I wondered if Juss would have been like this as well, if he were having a baby. “Aren’t you going to say anything else, Marco? What has been going on? Tell me.” “What has been going on? Well, I don’t know I’ve been working hard so I can give you the money you need, so you don’t abort my baby.” I replied sarcastically. “Come on, my love,
Marlani’s Pov “I can’t do what you’re asking me, ma’am,” Ezekiel declared wiping off the stain he had on his lips. I had invited him to have breakfast so I could talk about Eggust and Juss. He was the closest to them, and I really just wanted to know what was really going on. He had been avoiding my gaze since he got here, I hoped to prey on his guilt to get some useful information. “So you’re saying you’re in support of their relationship? Is that why you didn’t tell me when it first started?” “No, I’m saying that Eggust is not a child. He is a grown man, he is old enough to decide for himself, and whatever he wants, is entirely up to him. It’s not my job to meddle in his affairs.” I had forgotten something about Ezekiel, he wasn’t one to be intimidated. It’s one of the reasons we hired him. So if I wanted to get an important piece of information from him, I needed another tactics. “You’re a father Ezekiel, what would you do if you were in my shoes? Would you le
Juss’ Pov As I threw the seventh unrecognizable piece of toast into the trash, even Ezekiel sighed. He had been watching me for the last hour, trying to make a simple meal of toast and eggs. One hour! A full sixty minutes and I wasn't even close to achieving a mediocre piece of toast. I was mentally, physically and emotionally imbalanced. That had to be the explanation for what was going on because I couldn't explain it anymore. How had I forgotten how to make toast????? "Are you sure you don't need my help?" Ezekiel asked me again. Well, if you wanted to be helpful, you could have helped me escape, rather than run to Eggust. I certainly wasn’t going to forgive him for helping Eggust find me. But instead of telling him that, I shook my head and took out another slice of bread. "No, thanks. I can handle this." He watched in silence and I prepared the toast and put it in the toaster. "I think you need my help." “You know what? I did need your help a few days b
Marco’s Pov There’s nothing sweeter than technology and the advantages it brought people like me. I was never a privileged kid, I lived in a community where having a cellphone was a luxury that only the rich could afford. So, being able to come this far and to be able to provide my child with everything they need was a blessing to me. But first, I needed to actually get the money to give to Jessica, so my child could be born. The wonderful thing about technology is as long as you know a person's name, you could get any information about them. Most often from their social media accounts. But if they were popular, all that was required was a photo of them. You won’t need to search for them because they are everywhere. Simple as that! As soon as you had that, you could put it on Google search and Viola! That was exactly what I did with Marlani's photo. Yes, the lady that Hera met with was no other person than Marlani Riggs, Eggust's mother. From the
Marco’s Pov I dialed her number over and over again, but it kept going to voicemail. I sent her a couple of texts too, to confirm if she was indeed the one I’d seen and not someone who looked like her. I didn’t remember her having a sister, perhaps she had a cousin with an uncanny resemblance, or was she kidnapped? That would be a logical reason as to why another man would be with her. As I brought up all the theories, something kept telling me to face reality and stop being delusional, if only the voice in my head knew that it wasn’t that simple. It wasn’t Black and White. I had invested so much in my relationship with Jessica, to be treated like a complete fool. “Fuck, Marco, you dumb piece of shit, this is your fucking karma.” I whisper-yelled. I wasn’t about to let myself get kicked out of the hotel. What the bloody hell was going on with Jessica? Had she really taken my baby to another man's house? I froze as a chilling thought occurred to me. "Was the baby
Juss’ Pov. Eggust left two days ago and since then, the house felt so empty. He was thoughtful enough to leave Ezekiel behind with me, else, I would have gone crazy. Ezekiel practically moved in since Eggust left, and he was never far from me for long. He was constantly bringing up ways to entertain me and while I appreciated all he did, it still was nothing compared to Eggust's presence. I missed him. Knocking on my door, Ezekiel entered carrying a breakfast tray loaded with every mouthwatering dish one could imagine. I smiled and sat up. "Good morning Ms Indigo." "Good morning Ezekiel. With the way you're spoiling me, I might just decide to leave Eggust and marry you.'' He beamed. "I'm sure we can arrange something when he's back because I wouldn't want to let go of you either." I looked at the plate with adoration. "You really know how to take care of a lady." "I try my best." he replied modestly. Deciding to play coy, I winked at him. "So tell me, fine
Eggust’s Pov It was hard to concentrate. I would be in the middle of an exam and my mind would just go blank, with only thoughts of Juss filling it up. Since I arrived in London two days ago, I had neither seen nor heard from her. I wondered if this was how love was to other people. My parents didn’t exactly set the best example, so I couldn’t actually tell, and I couldn’t make a judgment based on romance movies I barely even saw. I missed her, I missed her so much that sometimes when I think of her, I felt the coldness of her absence. I hated that she was suffering, I hated that I hadn’t kept my promise to her yet, I promised to make her happy, but here I was doing the exact opposite of that. I craved just to hear her voice and since she wouldn't speak to me directly, I resorted to listening to audio clips of her discussions with Ezekiel that he sent to me. Seeing her face would have been awesome but if she'd refused to take a simple audio call, then face time was o
Marlani…. I ignored my phone as it continued to ring on my bed stand. As if I didn’t have a lot on my plate already, a ghost from my past had suddenly resurfaced, threatening to haunt me, to ruin the life I had built for myself and Eggust who had a hard time appreciating it. I tried to get some sleep, even though it was afternoon already, but the phone wouldn’t stop ringing and I knew the caller was persistent, if I didn’t attend to it, the caller wouldn’t stop. After several minutes of tossing and turning, I finally made up my mind. I would have a meeting with him and settle whatever it was, once and for all. I got out of bed and rummaged through my closet, to find something decent to wear. I opted for a peach off shoulder dress that stopped right above my knee, and paired it with silver wedge. I texted the persistent caller the location of the restaurant we would be meeting, his reply came almost immediately, like he knew I wouldn’t be able to stand my ground. So muc
JussOne week came to an end in the blink of an eye and it was time to go back home.“Babe, can we not go home?” Eggust groaned.“No way babe. The plan was to spend three days but here we are eight days later.”“Does it matter?” He whined.Eggust has always been a big baby and he wasn’t planning to grow up any time soon.“It does! Now stop being a baby and get up.”“But I’m a baby, or isn’t that what you call me.”I raised my hands in surrender triggering laughter for the both of us. “You win. So dear baby, get up, mummy wants to bathe you.”“Mummy should carry me to the bathroom.” He murmured.“Really?” I bent down to carry him immediately and fell back on his body and we got into another fit of laughter.He ended up carrying me to the bathroom.While we were bathing together everyone was washing their bodies so I had nothing in mind when I applied face wash with my eyes closed, but Eggust had other plans.He started massaging my soapy breast. It was soft and slippery, making me moan
Eggust's POVThree years laterThe excitement woke me up. It was our wedding anniversary and I was going to have Juss all to myself all-day for the first time in such a long time.I couldn't wait. I opened my eyes with a smile when I felt little feet pushing again my rib.Yep, one of the kids had snuck into bed with us again. It had become a habit in the past one year but my mom assured me that they would soon outgrow it really.I certainly hope so because this sharing business was not funny at all.Ten minutes later, at exactly 7:00 a.m. the doorbell rang and I rushed downstairs to get the package from the delivery guy.I had ordered a breakfast package to serve her in bed because I knew I wouldn't get through with cooking before she woke up. These days the kids ruled the house and whenever they woke up, everybody else had to wake up too.Juss had been craving Chinese for a while now and so I decided to surprise her with it. I put it on a tray and waltzed into the room singing a son
Marlani's POVIt was such a monotonous routine. Everyday, I woke up with a pain in my back due to the uncomfortable couch in the hospital room. I did my morning oblations in the bathroom then came to sit by his bedside till about noon when the second maid would come with lunch, then I'd go home, change and come back.The doctors tried their best to assure me he would be fine, but when your loved one was in a coma, it was difficult to have good thoughts. Grandfather’s dream replayed on my mind over and over again. I almost found myself begging him to let Sylvester go. It wasn’t his time yet. I was on the verge of giving up. The only thing that had kept me sane was talking, and talking I did.I went on to tell him about everything!Things that were happening in the world and in my life, hoping he would wake up and ask any questions but he never did.There was nothing I did not do.I cried.I prayed.I got angry at him.I begged.I appealed to him but nothing seemed to work.He just d
Marlani's POV"We need to leave now ma'am." My housekeeper said to me very early this morning.I couldn't understand how the day was so bright when I felt so gloomy.Today, we were holding a funeral for my father in law! His death still felt surreal, he was such a pillar and leader. Yes, he was gruff and grumpy and even mean occasionally, but generally, he had been a wonderful person.Nature had to show respect and join in the mourning!!!I smiled sadly to myself as I realized the impossible and crazy thoughts I was having."What has come over you Marlani?"I guessed it was panic. A really big one.Grandfather had been the only one who had kept the family together and now that he was gone, I didn't know what would happen to us.No one was capable of or willing to fill his shoes. Sylvester had changed, but I had doubts he could fill in grandfather’s shoes. Eggust was still mad at everyone for what we did to Juss, though he tolerated us because of her, he still held grudges. I didn’t th
Juss’ Pov Today was the final court hearing for Hera’s case, I was already getting frustrated with the way the case was going. They had all the evidence, why did they still need to have multiple hearings, just to prove that Hera was really guilty?Her cohorts had already confessed to their crimes, it took a little push from Ezekiel to get them to all turn against Hera. They were released and asked to pay a fine because they were her accomplices. But her charges were more, as the mastermind.It was funny how a harmless looking person like Hera, was responsible for my dilemma. She didn’t even look like someone who would go as far as opening an anonymous account just to ruin my life. Yet, I felt pity for her. She was just a woman who fell in love with the wrong person. Her obsession with Eggust had driven her to do all of those things. I was this close to begging Eggust to drop the charges, but I held back when I realized I wasn’t the only one she put through trauma. Eggust suffered
Juss’ PovAs I slowly opened my eyes, the haze of sleep began to clear, and I was met with the sound of faint chatter. My motherly instincts immediately kicked in, and I scanned the room for my babies. My mind relaxed as I spotted them safely in the arms of Eggust and Marlani. She had been a different person since I gave birth. Two days ago, she even offered me a heartfelt apology. Of course I forgave her, but that didn’t stop the awkwardness between us from lingering. I was grateful she cared about Oscar and Elaine though. It still felt like yesterday, even though it had been a whole week since I had my babies. I was to be discharged today and Sylvester had made arrangements for us to stay in grandfather’s house, as per his request.Grandfather was the first person to notice I had woken up. "Ah, Juss, you're awake," he said, drawing others attention to me. His voice was weak but filled with love.I tried to sit up, but my vision started to blur, a wave of dizziness washed over me,
Marlani…I found myself in my car, a couple of hours after Sylvester left, driving towards Eggust’s house. I couldn’t bear the feeling of guilt that gnawed at me. His house was a few miles away from here, so it took me some time to get there. When I got to the front door, I heard some noises coming from the living room. I recognized the voices as Sylvester’s Juss’ and Eggust’s.Sylvester was here? what was he doing here?There was a bit of scuffle, Sylvester and Juss were not exactly in an argument, Eggust would definitely not allow it. But they went back and forth. Sylvester accused Juss of hating him and being the reason why I never gave him a chance to redeem himself. While Juss insisted she was only trying to protect me. She knew what he did to me, and didn’t want me to go through something like that again. Eggust only interrupted when Sylvester’s voice got louder. He repeated the same words “careful dad, I will not let you insult my fiancée in our house.”“Our house?”They wer
Sylvester’s Pov I got into my car, turned on the engine and drove to god-knows-where. I had nowhere in particular I thought of going to, I just knew I wanted to be as far away as possible. Not because I was mad at Marlani for what she said, ‘cause truthfully I deserved it.Instead, I was mad at myself, for thinking I could offer an apology, show her how much I’ve changed and the effort I’m putting in to make sure our relationship is better, then she would accept me again, and helplessly fall in love with me. That didn’t only make me a jerk, but completely delusional as well. But did she have to do it immediately though? After our moment of wild sex. Couldn’t she have just waited until tomorrow or the day after then?My grip on the steering was firmer. A car tried to overtake me, but I was too focus on my anger to notice that. Due to his frustration, the driver honked at me, cursing as he was finally able to.I yelled back in frustration, flipping the driver my middle finger. My knuc
Marlani After the meeting with Eggust’s grandfather, Sylvester drove me back to his penthouse. We hadn’t really talked about the day, which I was thankful for, it was a sour topic and the last thing I wanted was to be vulnerable around Sylvester. Things were much better now that we were living together, than they were in the last twelve years. Sylvester worked from home and barely left the house, unless he wanted to buy groceries, which was weird, because he never went to the grocery store himself. At first, I thought it was because of a lady, perhaps a new fling he was hooked on. But after his constant requests for me to join him, I realized he was doing it all to please me. Sylvester Flemming, doing everything in his power to be called a better husband? Who would have thought? Certainly not me. I just finished making breakfast and was setting the table, when I heard footsteps approaching, I turned around to see Sylvester sauntering down the stairs. He flashed me a warm smile as