This was the first Saturday Tony spent on the same bed with Abigail, and the longest they both slept. They had spent the night exploring each others' bodies, till sleep stole them. They were still bleak about what they felt for each other but at least, they had found the happiness they both thought was impossible.
The ring sound of Tonys' phone brought him out of his deep sleep. Grabbing it by the lampstand, he muted it before crawling gently out of bed, draping a towel robe over his sizzling naked sexy body. In order not to wake Abigail, he went to the balcony to answer the call, his mouth opening wide with the breathtaking view.
Instantly, he knew the brain behind the amazing transformation. He hadn't seen all these because back then, he was busy being dirty while Abigail was busy keeping the villa. Thinking through it, he was saddened by how he hated her before. He couldn't trace the cause of his hatred towards her at the early stages to anything mean
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Abigail was in the middle of her makeover when her phone rang. Tanya removed it from her purse for her and she swiped the answer button. "Madam, sir has refused to eat the food and he said that you know why." Abigail broke out in cold sweats. Of course, she knew why. If lunch wasn't delivered by her, then Tony was going to starve. It was as simple as that and she couldn't believe he would still hold it against her even when she was out with his knowledge. "Can you be a little faster?" she pleaded with the beautician. She didn't know that this was going to take so much time. Tanya had recommended a specialist to take care of her hair since it was in very bad shape. Now, it looked as if she just had a hair transplant. She finished and left her shop to that of the make artist. Just walking from one shop to the other after having her hair washed, dyed and blow-dried with some other specialist treatments, Abigail had unknowingly caused a car crash so what was going
If Tony was surprised, then that was an understatement. He was used to women wanting more from him but never for once did he expect it this early from the woman who was clothed in so much innocence. Restfully, it erased his fears. The fear that she might not be enough for him because of her inability to meet up with his high libido. He could work three women through the night and still have reserved energy for more. Now, he didn't have to restrict the sex monster inside of him. They were both going to enjoy it. "Be careful what you ask for. I don't want you to get crippled," he said when she got on her feet, limping slightly towards the washroom, returning with a wet tissue and began wiping the little bloodstain on the leather seat. That was her innocence taken by him. His eyes darkened, as he ambled close to her. Kneeling beside her, he took the tissue from her hand. She let out that wonderful sweet smile, "who said I will be crippled? Maybe you aren't up to
Tony jolted awake from the continuous ring of his cell phone. It was in the wee hours of the morning, 4 am to be precise so who was disturbing his sleep again? If it was Isaac, then he was going to murder him this time. His screen showed Mom, an understanding chuckle escaped him. Time difference. That was the only reason Ivy called at this time. His slender fingers slid over the screen of the phone, the call connecting instantly. "Hurry and check on Abigail, she isn't answering her phone," Ivy raged in frustration at the end of the line. Like a mother hen, Ivy couldn't help being worried about Abigail, especially when Tony didn't love her. Has she eaten? Was she in good health? She hadn't spoken to Abigail since yesterday and was disturbed. Tony was going to have a headache. He recalled turning off Abigail's phone to let her sleep. Picking it up, he turned it back on and said, "Mom, you called at this time to check on your beloved daughter. That's cool but what about me?" He asked sa
The mean voice that gave her nightmares in the past, sounded like a storm in her ears now. Her limbs felt numb, her heart heavy, her legs like jelly, as she listened to the woman speaking casually to Tony. It seemed she was asking for a loan. Tony on the other hand was indifferent, his eyes emotionless, filling with light when they met Abigails'. The subtle change warmed the woman's heart, understanding dawning on her that she was pitching rightly. Unknown to her, the man was gazing at his wife.Abigail's heart flattered. Tony might be angry with her but he won't show it in front of his guest, her worst enemy. Whichever way, seeing the woman made her upset. She couldn't be afraid of her anymore and she won't let her enjoy anything from Tony. Abigail might be innocent but she wasn't completely an angel. It might be too early to act but she wasn't going to let the moment pass her. She took deep breaths calming herself.If she went to sit on the sofa, Tony would take the
Tanya's mood dulled the moment she received the invitation. Her only mistake was receiving a call on speaker mode when her mother was there. It was too late to switch it from the speaker mode because her mother had developed an interest in her conversation on the phone. Ever since moving into the luxury 3 bedroom estate house, her mother's behaviour towards her had changed drastically. Tanya was now the breadwinner of the family and upon finding out where she kept her money, her mother would go for it without permission. Once Tanya complained, "mum, I'm saving up for school." She was polite, not wanting to stir her mothers' anger. Her mum was impressed, her voice carrying warmth but her words slashed Tanya's heart. "Why go to school when you already have a job which pays a lot? Aren't you going to school to get a job and make money? You already have both. No need for school." Tanya stuttered and couldn't utter a word. She was already clouded in the confusion of finding the anonymous
"Where is papa's tea, Abigail," Barbie, her stepsister yelled, a slap reverberating through Abigails' eardrum yet, she bit her lip, determined not to let out a shriek. She had emptied the teacup in the garden and hadn't been able to replace the content before Barbie caught up to her. Each time Barbie, Susie or Queenie gave her father tea, his health automatically deteriorated. One day, she tasted it and realized it had been spiked. Since then, Abigail would empty the cup and replace the content but today, luck wasn't on her side."Give me the tea Abigail, Papa needs to drink now," Barbie stretched her hand and lifted her head proudly. The old fool has to die since he has refused to append his signature on anything. He wants to preserve his property for his witch of a daughter. Not even in the afterlife would she Barbie, allow it to happen."He is my pa. I will take care of him myself," Abigail retorted firmly while clutching on to the empty teacup behind her. Barbie wa
Years ago, if anyone had fore-warned Barbie or Susie about a time like this, they would have cursed and cursed till they lacked the words. It was said that charity began at home. But What happens when the child was improperly trained? This duo were just about to make a mess of themselves. Susie turned to Barbie. The colour had drained from their faces and their limbs shuddered. Elites could be ruthless but they didn't deserve this kind of shame. Abigail should have been the one enduring this. What they did to Abigail in secret, was being atoned to them in public. How were they going to explain this unfortunate turn of events to Queenie when they reached home? And how were they going to face their friends with their heads high? How? How? How? "Boss, should I get them clothes to change?" Ezrah asked after returning with the items requested. As soon as the sisters' gazes fell on the items, they lost all hope. Isaac was heartless. He had gentlemanly looks with a pitch-bl
"Be truthful Ike, you are smitten," Tony teased Isaac. No one knew Isaac better than him.Isaac froze slightly. He hadn't understood his feelings towards Tanya. He only felt that he wanted her close to him at all times. Right now, he couldn't say that he was in love with her. "We are just getting to know each other but I kinda like her. Anyway, why the interrogation? Didn't you tell me to settle down and be responsible?""So how did you meet her? A per-chance visit to your mansion with Abigail?" Tony's suspicion was lucid. Since Abigail was working in his mansion, she must have taken Tanya there.Isaac furrowed his brows, "what are you implying? I had no idea they were friends.""I hope you won't treat her like your whores," Tony chuckled."Oh look at the pot calling the kettle black. I'm nothing like you. You can't compare how I treat her to how you treated your wife back then." Tonys' face fell. He couldn't forgive himself for those times but now
Brian chuckled and explained, “No. I’m just afraid. What if she had fought back or hit you with something?” Kisha was about to say that no one could defeat her in a fight but then, Brian added, “Or what if you got injured or fell? Don’t forget that you might be pregnant and not know it.” Seeing the direction of the conversation and the level of care in his voice, she was filled with remorse. Indeed, violence never pays. “I will control my temper better next time,” she vowed but Brian shook his head, extending her yard of confusion. “I’m not saying that you should not defend yourself or let people walk over you. What I mean to say is, if you want to hit someone, call me to do it for you. I will hate myself for you getting injured because I could not protect you,” he said with a sad countenance. Kisha smiled and replied, “I get it.” A month later, Brian went with Kisha to Kalen’s wedding. A day after, they were invited to dinner by their parents but it was hosted by Tony and Abigail.
“I want her fired. I don’t care about the nasty things she said to me but for her to call Aunt Abigail a housewife, enjoying Uncle Tony’s hard-earned money as a stay-at-home wife, I can’t bring myself to forgive or see her working in this company ever again,” Kisha explained painfully. Abigail was one of the women she respected so much even when she didn’t know that she would one day be getting married to her son. Seeing the seriousness and anger in her tone, Brian was upset that Linda had the guts to speak to Kisha like that but also, she involved his mother. From the chilliness emitted by the president when he was addressing Linda, even the managers were on edge in their seats. “You said that about my mother?” Brian asked in a low growl, staring daggers at the battered face that had turned extremely ugly. “And what did you call my wife?” His voice tone was becoming dangerous, as he tried to suppress his fury. “I…. I…. Mr.….” Linda was finding it hard to form a sentence from Brian
Kisha calmed herself. If anything, she did not want to cause Brian any form of embarrassment “Is there anything wrong with that? Companies reshuffle every time and you seem to be stuck in the same position for two years. You should be happy that I put in a word for you,” she leveraged, not refusing the accusation against her. Linda was distressed. She only guessed but it turned out to be true. Being Brian’s secretary was her only way of getting close to him. She’s been at it for the past two years and was not ready to give up. “I might just be a secretary but I am paid better than most people,” she said directly, hinting that she did not appreciate Kisha’s so-called help. Kisha stared at her with revolt. “Is that so?” she asked with feigned seriousness. “How about I ask Brian to give you a 20% raise?” She asked again. “Will that be enough? Look, I’m being nice because, in a way, you feel inconvenienced,” Kisha concluded. Seeing that her first plan was not working, and Kisha was not
Kisha boarded a taxi to Brian’s office. Since it was her first time there, she was a little lost. Luckily, she met the receptionist who recalled her from their wedding pictures online. “Mrs. Wright, how may I help you?” She let out a kind smile and asked. Kisha smiled back, saying, “I am here to see Brian.” “I have not seen him leave, which means he is in his office but his secretary should know more,” The receptionist said, as she glanced at the secretary’s office, which was transparent due to the glass compartment. Seeing it was not occupied, she leveraged, “That is Mr. Wright’s office but I don’t know where his secretary is. Perhaps to serve his morning coffee.” Hearing morning coffee, Kisha’s heart twitched a little. “Thank you,” she said to the receptionist, and without knocking, she opened the secretary’s office door, and went through to Brian’s. Indeed, Linda was serving Brian’s coffee, and seeing Kisha, Brian smiled. Linda did not know that someone had walked into the offic
“Mrs. Wright, I must say that you are a very stunning woman but what a bad choice you have for a husband,” Mr. Bennette said as soon as Brian walked out. Kisha raged. “Are you talking to me?” She grimaced and asked. Mr. Bennette found it cute the way she was acting hard to get. He said slowly, “It’s just the two of us here and like I was saying, I am wondering your reason for marrying him. If it’s money, then I’m equally rich.” Kisha’s lips pursed. Every respect she had for this man from before dropped to zero degrees. He was very attractive but lacked dignity. Perhaps if he knew who she was, he might think twice and not act like a fool anymore. “My father is Isaac Newton and I am the head of the Engineers Corporation. Do you still think that I married Brian because of money?” She asked with a serious unwavering gaze. Mr. Bennette froze a little. The next moment, he said, “Sorry, I misread that part but then, you are in love with him. I feel sorry for you but I am still available.
“Isn’t it too much? You must be tired after last night and what happened to the maids?” Brian hugged Kisha from the back and asked in a deep desirous voice. Kisha giggled and responded whilst platting, “I sent some of them to get groceries and the others to the garden. I just don’t want any of them walking around for a while.” Brian’s lips planted kisses around her ears before he sucked on her neck. “It smells delicious.” Kisha smiled tightly but did not respond when Brian asked again, “What about work?” “I called to inform them that I’d be late. So, we should eat now,” she said and carried the tray of good-looking lasagna, recalling how terrible it was when they tried to do it together before. “I called your mum to guide me through it but I’m not sure if it tastes like hers,” Kisha said with a sorry expression when Brian paused after chewing and swallowing a bite of the lasagna. She could not tell whether or not he liked it. Brian looked into her eyes and said, “You don’t have
Arriving at the villa, Kisha dragged Brian to his bedroom. When the door pushed open, her jaw dropped, and she froze. “Hey, you cheated. This is bigger and more luxurious than my room,” she nagged. Brian chuckled. How was it his fault when she refused to share their room and settled for another? “It's for the two of us but you didn’t want to share,” he said softly, not wanting her to feel more guilty than she already was. He wrapped his hand around her waist from behind and she turned to face him as he asked, “So, did you mean everything you said earlier?” Kisha pulled away and his eyes dulled. The next moment, she went around him and closed the door, locking it securely. Light returned to Brian’s eyes as he saw her admiring the room. He saw how her eyes dimed when she saw female clothes in the closet. The next moment, her pretty face contoured with a frown. “Yes, I meant it when you promised not to see other women. Perhaps I made a mistake,” she said in a saddened voice, while she
Kisha stilled for a second before processing the information. She felt like she was in a daze when she left the meeting without a word to her managers and drove to the hospital. Even when her secretary thought of driving her there, she had already left. Reaching the hospital, she was ushered to the doctor’s office as soon as she mentioned her name. “Why has it taken you so long to come?” The doctor asked. Kisha was slightly guilty, looking down, and said defensively, “I came as soon as I heard the news.” The doctor did not accept the excuse. The first person he expected to see after the accident was Kisha but she was rather the last to arrive. “The hospital called you with Brian’s number hours before then. Your number was on the speed dial when we needed to contact a relative. His parents and yours left an hour ago and said they would be back in the evening,” the doctor explained accusingly. Kisha’s guilt increased. Even her parents knew and she didn't. She wondered why they did not
As the days went by, Brian would call Kisha to check on her and if she refused to answer his call and did not return them after an hour or two, he would drive to the corporation. He was so pushy that he became a member of the corporation and no longer a visitor. Brian would always be in her office unannounced. The more she tried to push him away, the closer he got until Kisha began to accept the fact that Brian would always be a part of her life. She contributed little to nothing to the wedding but Brian had gotten to know her favorite things from her Aunty Rita in Zcity, and communicated them to his mother Abigail, who was the wedding planner, ensuring that everything went well. Betty, Brian’s twin sister, flew from Europe with her husband and daughter to attend the wedding, which was one of the most lavish in Mcity. Rita traveled from Zcity and the way she bonded with Kisha, arose a few jealous strings in Tanya. She was conflicted within herself if it was right