Eggust’s Pov Even with the air-conditioning on full blast, I still felt hot. The appliances in this apartment really needed to be upgraded. If this were my house at London or a hotel of my choice, I wouldn't be having this problem. When Juss gives birth to our child, I would convince her to move in with me, to the house I am currently building in Manchester. That’s if she decides to stay in Manchester. It would be much bigger and all the appliances would be up to date. Or if she chose to stay in America, Mexico or anywhere else in the world, I would just buy a big house there and renovate it to our taste. It was a hot afternoon and I had decided to take the time to work since Juss was in the bedroom sleeping. It still amazed me that she could manage to do so in this heat. She really was extraordinary, I thought, before I remembered the tiny apartment she was staying at before I managed to make her move in here with me. Such a tiny, shanty thing with barely enough roo
Juss’ Pov I found myself in a garden, I could tell it was spring, with the way the flowers bloomed. I wore a blue dress, it was a silk dress, decorated with silver stones. It hugged my figure perfectly, like it was made just for me. I didn’t feel pregnant, so I glanced at my bump instinctively, I almost screamed my lungs out when I found my tummy really flat, but then a little girl yelled mommy from a distance, and I stopped because I knew she was my daughter. She had eyes like mine and her hair was like her dad’s. Besides having my color of eyes, she looked so much like Eggust, that I was offended I had gone through all the stress just for our child to end up looking like him. “Hey baby, where are your shoes?” I asked her, smiling. “They’re with daddy, I took them off so I could run really fast.” I giggled, as my eyes met Eggust’s. He was dressed in a white shirt and black shorts. I teased him for being dressed like a waiter for our picnic. He insisted I wa
Hera’s Pov I was pleased with myself after listening to Marco's recording of his visit to Eggust's father. He had really outdone himself this time. I would have been convinced if I were Eggust's father. But now, after a week, nothing has happened. Marco had obviously squandered the money I gave him within one week, because he was back to blackmailing and threatening me. I had exhausted my arsenal of information so I didn't have any bargaining chip to use with Marlani. 'And even if I did, would I keep working for the money just to pay him?' The question rang in my head but I had no choice. Killing him was out of the option so this was it. I had thought about blackmailing him again with the sexscapade we had but after walking in on his phone call with Jessica, I knew she had found out already and was okay with it. The problem was she was demanding for more money from Marco and he was pressured to meet her demands so he was equally putting more pressure on me. I closed
Juss's POV My phone rang for the umpteenth time since I woke up. I had been ignoring it, but the caller was so persistent that I almost turned it off. It was from a strange number, I decided not to pick it since I had no idea who the call was from. It could be the blackmailer trying to trace my address so they could release it to the public. I was about to whip myself a meal in the kitchen when the phone rang again. This time, I couldn’t ignite it. I picked the call and placed the phone on my ears, waiting to hear what the caller had to say. “Hello, Juss.” It was Marlani’s voice, immediately, I became overwhelmed with excitement. “Hello, Marlani, how are you, I’m so sorry I haven’t called you yet, I figured you needed space and I wasn’t going to—“ The line went dead mid convo. Replaying everything I said to her, I realized how delusional I was. I didn’t even give her a chance to speak, I just rambled on because I had missed her so much, she was probably mad that I w
Juss POV “Juss…” Despair rose in my throat like bile, threatening to overwhelm me but I swallowed it though the sheer force of will. The worst had finally happened. The very thing I had been afraid of.... There was nothing I could do. Fate had decided this herself. As soon as I came to this decision, I felt a sort of inner peace. I had thought about what to do, over and over again, something that wouldn’t affect either of us, but there was nothing. For Eggust and I, there was only one solution, one destination for our journey. “It was never meant to be in the first place, and what was not meant to be never had a happy ending.” I heard myself say. “What are you saying?” Maybe I was being selfish by putting myself first, maybe I am half of those things they described me to be, because I didn’t end it when Eggust started making his move. I was lonely at the time because Marco cheated on me. I needed someone to show me that they really loved me, I needed someone to wor
Eggust's POV I could count on one hand the number of times I had been so mad in my life. The first time had been when Juss left. The second, when my..... Sylvester tried to beat up my mom. I lost it that day and turned into an unhinged animal, if mum didn’t stop me that day, I would have probably gone to jail for killing Sylvester. That was the day I lost respect for him forever and never tried to recover it. Since then, I completely despised him, the way he talked, his cockiness, how he often acted like my mum and I would have been nothing without him. When it was grandpa who held this family down, everything I had, I owed to grandpa, but Sylvester liked to make stuff revolve around him. The other time I got mad, was when a girl I used to fuck became obsessed with me. She wanted more than she deserved, I had to cut her off, but then she threatened to hurt herself, so I sent her to rehab where she recovered. The other times after that time I got mad, revolved around
Juss’ Pov As soon as Eggust stormed out of the house, I went to my room and locked myself in. I silently wished he wouldn’t come back, and I would be left all by myself. I just needed to be by myself for a while, I was tired of everyone detecting how my life should be. Marlani on one hand was asking me to leave her son and get rid of my child, Eggust on the other was insisting on us not breaking up, that he would handle the media situation. But no one asked what I wanted, they kept assuming what I needed or needed to do. I felt like I needed someone to talk to, someone that would have an unbiased opinion about everything that had been going on, but I didn’t have anyone else to talk to. I had been so unlucky with friendships that it almost felt like a phobia. Jessica used to be one of my go-to persons while I was in Mexico, until I found out she was the whore who had been fucking Marco behind my back. They made it seem like I was crazy when I talked about the cheating s
Marco’s Pov I smiled when I counted the number of coins in my purse after the apple vendor had given me balance. There were seven. Seven was a lucky number especially for Mexicans. I never believed in luck until Juss found out I was cheating on her with Jessica, and left the house for me. Before then, she had refused to put the house in my name, but just like that, she left it for me. I had a girlfriend I really loved and a house even though my job wasn’t bringing much at the time. Well, I guess I ran out of that luck eventually, cause Juss sold her house. And I was stuck in Manchester with some psycho girl who would screw me over at any opportunity she gets. So let’s hope my luck works well this time. Usually, a Mexican carried seven pesos in his wallet to attract good luck but I had not put them in my purse for that purpose. It had just happened. Which meant that whatever stroke of luck I'd have today would come effortlessly, without having to fight or struggle f
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