Marlani. “You’re not going to leave, Sylvester, I’m not done with you yet,” I snapped my fingers angrily, as I remembered something very important. “Mum, you should let him leave, he doesn’t even deserve to be here,” Eggust chimed in, earning a scowl from Sylvester. “And you’re the one to judge?” Sylvester snarled. “I’m not the one who stole the company from my father, just to spend its proceeds on stupid bitches,” he pointed at Juss’ direction, without taking a glance at her. “Look who is talking about spending money on bitches! The woman I claim to love cannot be in the hospital battling for her life and I will be frolicking with other women. No! You don’t know what love is, Sylvester!” Eggust was being defensive for some reason I couldn’t lay a hand on. “You two need to calm down, I already have enough headache as it is now. I said, trying to salvage the situation. “What more do you want from me, Marlani?” He asked in annoyance. “I am trying to help you but you’ve
Eggust… I rushed out shortly after Sylvester left and ran till I saw him trying to enter his car, I tried to stop him but he probably didn’t hear me and entered the car, so I walked to where the car was. I knocked on his window twice, he wind down, with a scowl on his lips “what are you doing here?” He asked. “I’m here to warn you, if you ever say those things about Juss again, I’d forget that you’re my father and make sure you regret your very existence.” “You’ve never actually seen me as your father, so this will not be a first,” he gave a silly laugh and continued, “I almost thought your tongue was tied when I was saying those things there. Ohhh, the Juss effect. She made you not say anything because of your mother.” He started laughing again. “You really have no shame, do you? That’s why grandfather handed the company to me and not you.” “Oh, please, Eggust, has that old man suddenly made you dumb? You think my father would give my company to my son instead of me
Juss Pov The beeping sound of the electronic vital sign monitor echoed loudly in the room, causing my head to throb even more. I barely slept last night, and it weighed on me immensely. I continued to pace the room, nervously chewing on my nails, while Eggust sat down calmly, scrolling on his phone. His expression was hard to read, the only thing obvious was that he was deep in thoughts. I wish I could read his thoughts, to know what it was that was going on in that head of his, but he was too stoic to even get a glint of what he was feeling at the moment. Well except anger, that was sort of emanating from him. I thought of starting a conversation to ease the tension, but I wasn’t exactly ready to stretch an arm to Eggust. For the first time since I let him fuck me, he has respected my needs and boundaries. I didn’t want to lose that because I can’t put myself together. I had a feeling that I had Ezekiel to thank for this. I stared at Marlani, as she laid unconscious,
Marlani's POV It was a dream. It had to be a dream. A really bad dream, because why else would I be mad at Juss? So mad that I could not think straight. I had never been so mad at anyone like that. Except maybe Sylvester. In this particular dream, we were standing somewhere on the front porch of a house that looked familiar but yet wasn't familiar. I had never been there at all, at least as far as I could remember but I felt like I knew the house. The details of our argument was fuzzy but I could definitely remember my anger and disappointment as I shouted and screamed at Juss. As I went on screaming on that bright beautiful morning, I noticed Juss's eyes started spinning till her pupils disappeared and then she collapsed into Eggust's arms. I woke up with a bead of sweat running down my face. This felt too real to have been a dream. As I opened my eyes, I realized that I was at the hospital. Ugh! The hospital? AGAIN??? Juss was sitting beside me looking ver
Juss's POV My eyes darted across the room, trying to process the situation that was about to unfold before me. My brain cells, worked tirelessly, trying to plot a means of escape for me. If only I could just disappear at the moment, I would have. But I was stuck in the room with one person that didn’t want to see me and one I didn’t one to see. To say I was shocked would have been a very great understatement. Shocked? The word didn't even begin to describe me or my feelings at the moment. I had been so caught up in begging Marlani that I didn't hear the door open. It was when she spun suddenly and froze that I noticed that she has stopped talking, but it was the expression on her face that made me turn and look at the door. Lo and behold, a Ghost from our past had come to hunt us down. And not just anyone, one I had buried myself, and hoped would stay that way forever. I couldn't say a word and neither could Marlani for the first thirty seconds. Then she got fur
Eggust's POV I was so mad, I could not believe I was thinking straight. The only thing that kept me from hitting the idiot till he passed out was Juss’ hand holding mine. How the hell did he come in here? How did he find out that my mom was in the hospital? Did mom do it? I just couldn’t trust her anymore. Who the hell was he anyway and why was everybody refusing to acknowledge who he was? I had not even heard anyone address him by something close to his name. If he were someone important to either Juss or my mum, Ezekiel would have told me about him. “Please let go of my hand,” I said to Juss, but she shook her head. “Please Juss, you need to.” I pleaded, but shook her head again. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, as I fought to control my anger. I couldn't look at her face and say no to her and her voice was for something else, just making my heart constrict. My mom, who had been silent for the last five minutes, finally found her voice. “Well, don't yo
Eggust's POV As soon as I trotted out of the room, I opted to take the elevator but decided against it. Instead, I took the stairs. I was in such a rage that I needed an activity, any activity to keep my mind off the thought of murder, and the stairs were indeed a better option. Yes, I took the stairs from the eleventh floor. As I climbed down, the anger kept boiling in me and I just did not know who to be mad at; My mom for all the things that she said to Juss and how poorly she had handled the situation. Or Juss for being gullible enough to agree to the threesome but then I was sure my mom had probably suggested it. Or maybe it was that Devil, I couldn't say for sure. When did this even happen? I tried to remember the exact period but I just could not process anything at that moment. My brain was on the verge of shutting down and I did not want to believe any of it. There had to be a lie somewhere, because why on earth would my mom and Juss, the two people I lo
Hera. “Newspapers, get your newspapers at a very affordable price.” The seller’s gruff voice echoed in the dim lit street, interrupting my sleep for the umpteenth time. “Arghh, can you go elsewhere to sell those bloody papers, I’m trying to get some sleep, and who reads newspapers these days?” I rolled my eyes at him, irritation evident in my voice. “Look, homeless girl, the streets belong to no one, if you’re not okay with me selling these papers, you can give me a better job.” He replied in a standoffish manner. I raked my fingers through my hair, burying my frustration with hisses and snorts. He was right, the streets belonged to no one, except if you’re a Flemming, then you owned everything. My stomach let out a low insistent growl, reminding me I hadn’t exactly had anything to eat since dawn. I rose from the bench I sat on, retrieved my bag and made my way to a cafe that was just right across the street. Since I arrived in London, I’d been wandering the stre