RonanDarcy has called about eight times already, and I was finally at my wit’s end. How on earth could she call so many times, unless she was in some kind of trouble…With this realization, I felt immense guilt wash over me. I haven’t been the best lover anyone would wish for in the past few weeks. It became so bad that Darcy suddenly became a nag. I guess this was all my doing, after all. I wanted to tell her what my problem was, but I couldn’t even understand myself. How could I tell her I wanted to find Elena at all costs?I kept telling myself it was because I wanted to be sure she wouldn’t employ any underhanded means against Darcy and I. However, I couldn’t tell what my reasons for doing all these were. I just couldn’t tell. Why have I been searching for Elena all these weeks? “Ronan Simpson, what the heck is your problem?” You have waited so long for Darcy. Why have you turned her into a nag after she finally came around? I thought you loved her dearly. Wasn’t she supposed to
Ronan [Knock!][Knock!!][Knock!!!]I stood before Darcy’s door, knocking, but there was no response. I was taken aback, because I couldn’t explain why she sent a text message about experiencing menstrual cramps, yet she wasn’t responding. My thoughts ran wild, as I wondered why she didn’t pick up my calls either. Could something have happened to her? I couldn’t forgive myself if anything happened to Darcy. She called me severally, but I avoided her calls, only to be met with her absence in the house also. I didn’t know how to feel about the whole situation. I shared a code with Darcy when I brought her to this apartment in the Canvas Loft. This was where Elena and I had our honeymoon. The whole house was decorated by Elena, and I must confess we had some of our best moments here, if not all. Well, we had to move into my mansion later on. I gave this place to Darcy when she arrived in Lockwood, not because I wanted to spite Elena, but to ensure Darcy’s safety. Some attempts wer
RonanI followed the GPS on my phone and felt more worried as I drew closer to where it took me.The place looked familiar. It wasn’t just familiar, but was the same place I was captured kissing Darcy. This club boasted of nothing but secrecy, yet someone was able to capture Darcy and I in such a compromising situation. That night, I never kissed Darcy, but she took the brunt of the unforgiving netizens. Some even called her a discarded shoe, claiming she had been in a relationship with a man for the past three years with absolutely nothing to show for it. I felt really bad for her at the time. To top it all off, my Dad didn’t have it easy on me either. He mentioned how disappointed he was in me, and also how my actions didn’t depict the doings of a Simpson. I couldn’t find my voice to explain to anyone that it was all taken out of context, and that nothing really happened between the two of us. Maybe I decided to let things remain the way they were because I didn’t care about wha
Ronan“Shit! How could it be my Darcy?” I followed them at top speed, ignoring the fact that they would discover someone was on their trail.I could have stopped them right here, but I had to know what they wanted to do. How could three men drag one woman to a corner and begin to fight over who would violate her body first? As I stood behind a pillar and watched them, one quickly pulled down his shorts and was in a hurry to claim her body. What if I had not not been here in time?“And what might you be doing here? Since you enjoy taking unconscious women, how about I help you to prison, so you can find out how that would feel?” My words startled the first person who pulled down his shorts. He looked to be around twenty-three years at most. He was a bit slow to understand that he didn’t call the shots anymore. Before he could understand what was happening, his other companions flared up.“Who the heck do you think you are to tell us those daring words? Do you know who we are?” One
Ronan“That’s the man who ambushed us. He… He… He beat us up as if we were thieves.” I was so pissed to have heard the voices of the two guards, but what pissed me more was the pig face that stood behind them. He looked so aggrieved that even I would have been aggressive if someone attacked him. He dared to play the victim card before me, huh?The leader of the guards suddenly signalledStop right there! for his men to stay back. He then approached me steadily, attempting to intimidate me with his sharp gaze. I could tell he was the head of the guards because everyone listened to him. Even the rowdy young boy looked scared of him. Interesting. Tsk!“Who are you, and why did you attack them?” Though he made it sound like he wanted to hear my part of the story, but he wasn’t the least bit interested.He only wished to create a semblance of a conversation first. It wouldn’t be too good for their brand if a video of the club’s security attacking a customer in the car park went viral.
RonanI took Darcy home and cleaned her up. I didn’t touch her skimpy clothes, but I ensured all the exposed parts of her body were well cleaned. After cleaning her up, I covered her on the bed and fixed my gaze on her form. She looked so vulnerable, yet pretty. Her allure was quite tempting. All that heavy makeup was gone, and that person from the footage only became a figment of my memory. I would ensure Darcy never wore anything like that again. I breathed a sigh of relief, fixing my gaze on her body once more. “My first love.” I trailed my fingers from her earlobe to her cheeks, admiring every part of her body. Her lips rose and fell, tempting me to capture them for a kiss. However, I quickly shook my head and diverted my attention away from there. I returned my gaze to her full face and gently rubbed her hair. “Maybe she felt too trapped as Darcy Taylor and decided to have some fun at the club tonight.” I concluded, running my hands through her hair. Making that conclusion
ElenaI lay on my bed, wondering how I allowed Ruth to talk me into spending the night at a hotel in Lockwood. I originally planned to return to Saint City after visiting my father. However, the journey took a toll on me that I couldn’t explain. My whole body was riddled with aches, especially my lower back. Even though I refused her assistance, Ruth insisted on giving me a full body massage, promising that I would be better by the next day. “I can’t believe I forgot all about this, Elena. I should have been giving you a massage on a daily basis. Don’t tell me you've been hiding the issue of your body ache from me.” Ruth just wouldn’t allow me to rest. She said it was something she totally forgot, and kept complaining about how I should have alerted her to my body pains. I didn’t see the need to tell her about it, as I usually booked a massage session once in a while. Yes, I usually felt body aches, just like she said, but I wouldn’t have felt comfortable telling Ruth to do this f
ElenaIt feels so good to be home. I wouldn’t say the suite at the hotel was bad, but I didn’t sleep too well. It was a new environment, and I was unable to adjust well. Ruth’s massage session played a huge role in making me relaxed. If not for her, I wouldn’t have had a single wink of sleep. We left our suite for the hotel restaurant and had a quick breakfast before setting off on the road. I felt more relaxed this morning than I would have if I had been in a new place without Ruth’s magical hands at play. “Let’s go.” I spoke to the driver as soon as I entered the vehicle. They waited in the car, while I excused myself for a quick bathroom break. I have been visiting the bathroom so many times of late. I don’t even know what to say, but it felt like my bladder was about to burst every few minutes. Well, I can’t complain. I’m enjoying this pregnancy process, and hope to see how things go from here. This would be the only chance I have to birth my baby, and I would gladly go throug
Elena“I heard Valerie is pregnant.” I informed Ronan in a jovial tone, allowing him to get the picture. He always said that Valerie made his children forget him whenever she was around. Now that she was coming back for good, Ronan’s mood was sure to plummet.As I was teasing my husband, I heard the cries of one of the triplets, and my heart skipped a beat. I was about to get out of bed when Ronan reminded me that I was in the room to take a nap. Aunt Delores said she would take care of them, so I left the kids with her and the nannies. I am really exhausted, but now that I’m on the bed, I can’t sleep. I’ve tried closing my eyes several times, but it still wouldn’t work.“Elena, you don’t want to sleep?” Ronan asked in a mischievous tone. He looked like a kid who’s favorite toy had been snatched from him. I know his worries. The kids turned three months old today, and Ronan had been living like a monk since they were born. He has been reading a lot lately, letting me know I was rea
ValerieI finally made it back to Lockwood. That old fart wanted to keep me there for good. How dare he? “Hello, let’s meet at Palates Haven.” I was expecting this call as soon as the plane touched down. We’ve been in talks for the past four months, and I wouldn’t wish for a better time to have this talk than now.I found my way there without waiting at the airport for any car. I don’t wish to announce my presence here, anyway.“Sorry I’m late.” I apologized as soon as I got to the place. I was a few minutes late, after all. “It’s fine. I haven’t been here for long.” He responded, causing a smile to break out on my face.“David Spencer, you said you loved me. Please tell me why I should believe you.” I pushed a stack of documents toward him, and when he opened it, his eyes were wide like saucers. It’s not like I don’t return his feelings, but I needed something concrete. He had better choose his words carefully, because that is what would determine whether he lived or died today.
Elena Knowing it was Darcy, I realized I was worked up for nothing. What else did she spoil in the dark? Why didn’t I notice who she was sooner? Darcy Taylor… Hmmmm! The least said about you, the better. I couldn’t even hug Jackson without my stomach getting in the way. My friend from so many years ago. Then again, I’m happy for him. I’m glad he made it big. “Well, to add to the good news, I’d prep Mr Jones for a surgery in a month’s time. If he comes out successfully, he should be on the road to recovery. He would be up and about in six months. One year, maximum.” Jackson’s congratulatory message didn’t even sink into my head. All I could think about were his words. “You mean my father can walk again?” I had to ask again to be sure. My body trembled from so much excitement that I couldn’t control it. “Yeah! The doctors took good care of him. His physical fitness is top notch. They just d’t know where to look to make him better. I bet they already gave up on him at a point,
JacksonElena Jones in the flesh. She hasn’t changed a single bit. The years have really been kind to her, and she still looked as much in love with Ronan Simpson as she was a decade ago. She’s even carrying his child. If I had known she was the patient’s family member, I would have run here to sort things out long ago. How could I ever repay her kindness in this lifetime? “You two know each other?” I didn’t know if I should say yes or no to this question. Which would she prefer?“Yeah, Jackson, tell my Uncle. Do we know each other?” Elena’s reaction is too confusing. Could it be the pregnancy hormones or what? She wasn’t supposed to get angry with me. I was the one who got hurt by her words and inactions. “I should be angry with you, Elena. Not the other way around. Why are you playing the victim? You know what, how about we let this slide, for old time’s sake?” I didn’t want to push this any further. Elena is one of my benefactors I could never cease to acknowledge. No matter wh
Elena The meal went by in a jolly mood, as everyone chatted lightly. I couldn’t keep out of it, as random questions were thrown to me now and then. I felt lightheaded throughout the meal, but tried to hold it in, so I wouldn't scare anyone. Halfway through, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me.” I stood up anruptly, headed for the washroom, but before I could take up to three steps, I was consumed by darkness. I couldn’t even resist in the slightest. “Elena,” Ronan’s crazed voice sounded in my ears. I couldn’t tell why, but he started crying and begging me not to leave him. I guess Ronan carried me to the room, because I woke up in his bed. When I tried to move, my head felt so heavy, but it was still bearable. When I tried to lift my hand to my head and massage my forehead a little, I felt a weight on my hand. Looking toward the direction, I noticed Ronan holding my hand firmly. As soon as I tried to wriggle out of his hold, he also stirred awake. It was already nightfal
Ronan I was reliably informed that Elena was to make a journey to the old mansion today. As a result, I came to support her. This occasion was supposed to be a family dinner, yet, Elena wasn’t here-so was dad. I could tell those two were up to something again in Dad’s study room. The old Roman would have flared up, accusing Elena of telling tales to my father. However, I finally realized I was just living like the fool I was supposed to be. I walked toward the study, only to meet it half closed. “Uncle Simpson, please, let my Dad go.” What! Why would Elena want to remove the life support? She gave up on her father after so many years? “What if I say I don’t agree?” My words were unexpected, but I had no plans of allowing her to do this. I believe Uncle Jones can be saved. “Doctor Fischer is still working on inviting that specialist he spoke about. We would double our efforts and bring him in. Can you wait till he arrives? Let’s make a decision after his diagnosis, okay?” E
Elena It’s been three months since the incident at the hotel. Darcy did so much to ruin me, but I ended up in the arms of Ronan Simpson, the only man I ever loved. I tried so much to fight my affection for him. I thought I already moved on from him, but I clearly didn’t. Now that he was hell bent on making me accept him again, Ronan did everything possible to atone for his sins. He was everywhere at the same time, and I even had no choice than to explain to Ruth that my husband wasn’t truly dead, but was rather someone who didn’t stand up for me when I needed him the most. To my utmost shock, Ruth became Ronan’s advocate. She was the one who made it possible for him to meet me on different occasions. Now, I couldn’t even tell if Ronan wanted to turn my house into a florist shop, because he sent a bouquet of flowers every morning. He was so consistent for the past three months that I woke up sometimes looking for his flowers. His devotion so far has moved my heart, but it was
Ronan Last night, I was a beast, and I knew it. However, I just couldn’t control myself around Elena. Having her squirming beneath me, with her hands running all over my body, and asking for more and more… I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I was ready to help Elena take a cold bath, knowing I was the last person she wanted to see tonight. However, when she offered to get someone else to satisfy her, I lost it. How could she ask that of me? I know I really did a number on her, but the most important thing now is that the drug was cleared from her system, and we also managed to avoid a calamity. That was the most important of all. We both lost ourselves in the passion, going until we collapsed. I must say Elena had it worse. She was so out of it that she didn’t even notice when I carried her to the bathroom for a warm bath. She slept so soundly throughout the ordeal. At least, it gladdened my heart that Elena trusted me enough to leave herself at my mercy. As I watched
Elena I was glad to see Ronan marching into the room like my knight in shining armor. His expression looked so fierce, yet I didn’t know who his anger was directed to. When he knocked a few teeth out of Darcy’s mouth, I finally understood that he wasn’t falling for her schemes today. I raised my head briefly and realized how he stared at Darcy as if she was already dead. Then Darcy’s men were shot in the balls. I folded my knees to my chest, as I fought the drug in my system with all the strength I could muster. Darcy ruined my family. She was the reason my Dad became a vegetable, yet, I invited her into my home. Dad never wanted her at our house when he was healthy, but when he got into a coma, I invited Darcy in to keep me company. When I moved into the Simpsons old mansion, I allowed her to stay in the house for a while, until she betrayed me at the university and moved out on her own. Little did I know that the betrayal started long ago, and I just didn’t notice. She ap