Eggust’s Pov “Eggust, will you stop saying that? I don’t belong to you or anyone else.” Her words fell into deaf ears and I wanted to make her realize that. “As a matter of fact, you do, Juss, you belong to no one else but me.” I watched as she walked around, the obvious anger wafting from her small frame almost comical except I knew too well that there was nothing funny about this situation. I had been by her side through all of her moods and I knew which ones were to be avoided. And I knew that this was one of them. “You had no reason to do what you did. You don’t get to fight my battles for me, I can fight them myself.” "They were saying horrible things about you." I said but she raised her hands to silence me and I obeyed. It was funny how I held so much power that could force her into submitting to me but I wished to go by her own way. It was taking a lot of my time but I was willing to be patient. I needed her to accept the truth I had been telling her fo
Juss’s Pov For the first few days after that incident, that happened in school, Eggust didn't come to class, and neither did Maxwell, the boy I was very sure he had threatened. I wanted to ask his friend what had happened to him but couldn't bring myself to do it for some reason. From the beginning, I was completely embarrassed and... angry at how he behaved. I knew that Eggust was so much more than that because Marlani had told me how calm he had grown over the years but the version of him I was seeing was the same child that I had raised. And it wasn't making matters any better. There were days I dreamt of him and woke up with a sick feeling in my stomach because I knew I shouldn't, especially when he was still so... Young. He even acted young. I could remember the look he gave me when David had entered my office, holding my favorite Flower. He looked hurt, betrayed even. He was jealous, something I hoped I would never have to come to terms with. If I hadn’t as
Juss’s Pov I could feel the way my hands trembled as I touched my makeup over my face, how I felt like I would explode from how nervous I felt. What I was about to do. I tried to tell myself that it was necessary and I had no choice but it was becoming increasingly hard to believe. I had texted Eggust to meet me here, I booked the room because it was discreet, and we wouldn’t have to see each other after this. I had been thinking a lot about Eggust, what to do to stop this obsession of his. And the only thing that came to mind was to let him have his way with me, one more time, maybe that would make him satisfied and he’d finally leave me be. I heard the door behind me open and I turned towards it and watched him enter the hotel room. Eggust Flemming always managed to look like a Greek god even though it was obvious that he didn't put as much attention into his appearances as I did. His eyes fell on me as he closed the door, a confused expression coming to his face
Juss’s Pov Since I had no reply to his last words, he drove me back home to Marlani's place. As soon as he was packed in the garage, I tried to get out of the car but froze when I tried the latch and realized it was locked. For the first few seconds, I stared at the door, unable to process any words before I turned to him. "Eggust. Open this door right now." "Do I scare you that much, Professor?" He was not looking at me as he asked this, keeping his hands on the steering wheel with his eyes staring straight ahead. Even in the darkness, the handsomeness of his face was so painfully obvious that it hurt being this close to someone like him. "You refuse to spend any time with me—" "I had lunch with you." "You planned to ambush me." He said this so calmly that it made something in me jolt. Even though he had not yet snapped, a part of me knew that there was no need to lie to him. Just because he acted like a lovesick puppy didn't mean that he couldn't formulate thoughts of
Juss’s Pov Ever since I was a little girl, I had never been the type to be confrontational. When I found myself in a situation that didn't seem pleasant, I would run to some place and hide, forcing myself to ignore it while inwardly, I punished myself by putting all the blame on me. That was how it was with Marco, when the cheating rumors first started flying around, I had my doubts about his faithfulness, but I decided to ignore it, afraid of what I would find out if I dug deeper. And that delusion, that delusion was the genesis of my nemesis. I hid from the truth, the truth that was glaring, Marco took it as an advantage to manipulate me even more. He made it seem like I was crazy, like there was something wrong with me. He would often call me insecure and I would beg him at the end of each confrontation. Apologize to him for a fault that was his. I have always lived a life of denial. It was a bad habit that I had acquired throughout the years and though my parents h
Juss’ POV I was sitting in the passenger seat of his car with him beside me as one of his men drove. Not that it made sense how he held all this power at his age even though... Even though I knew who his Father was. We were inches apart and yet, it felt like he was right next to me, his eyes watching everything that I do and he was not even trying to hide it. Eggust's eyes refused to leave my body ever since we left the airport and I was beginning to feel increasingly self-conscious. I tried to ignore it at first. Aside from the fact that his moods were flippant and unreadable, I wasn't sure of the exact words to say to him because of how I felt. Like a caged animal with nowhere to go but I couldn't seem to stand his stares anymore as I snapped my head towards him and said with a whispered hiss, "Could you stop watching me like a hawk?" He didn't even try to pretend that he was surprised or awed by sudden anger as he answered without even blinking at me. "How can I be sure
Eggust’s POV I was a fool and I knew it. Every time that I swore to myself I would try my hardest to be calmer and more rational, I always found a way to blow all of that up, destroying whatever faith Juss had in me but what else could I do when I realized she was leaving again? When Ezekiel had told me she had bought a plane ticket, I had hoped that it was her being jittery and anxious about my confession. I had been curt and polite. Restrained. Reserved. If anything, I deserve a pat on my head for not pinning her down and kissing her as hard as I wished to at that moment but it had not been an impulsive action of hers. She had meant to leave me. Again. All I had thought the moment I realized that was I needed to get her in one place. Somewhere I could be sure that she wouldn't try abandoning me again or I could see her to keep myself from losing the last piece of sanity I had left but when she had seemed so resigned about her fate here, it hit me that I had gone too far.
Marlani’s Pov The problem with raising a child on your own for a few years especially during his teenage years was how you would occasionally find yourself trying not to overstep your boundaries. Even after his father came back and I was no longer doing it on my own, it seemed like it became even more difficult. His father had tried everything to make up for the years he missed in Eggust’s life, but Eggust still wouldn’t let him play his role. I was worried about Eggust for a long while, we had thought of taking him for therapy, but his father suggested it was teenage tantrums, and when he’s much older, things would get better. I wanted to believe him, but something at the back of my mind always told me it was deeper than we thought. It felt like there was a particular void in his life we couldn’t fill, no matter how hard we tried. Eggust, as a child, had been... Temperamental. He was the sort of child with a strong headedness that couldn't be deterred no matter what.
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