Rhys Her bed was neatly made. The pillows were perfectly arranged on their respective corners, the sheets were smooth and her closet wasn’t empty except for a few spaces. There was nothing to indicate that any one of her possessions had been missing but I didn’t feel alright.I closed the door slowly and leaned against it. My chest was tightening with every breath. It wasn't the fear from seeing her room empty but something darker and colder. A chill ran down my spine. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself, hugging myself tightly. I took a couple steps closer to the bed. I needed to breathe, just breathe.Tessa was probably just in the garden or in the kitchen with Claire but none of it helped with the way I was feeling.It was as if I was going to pass out. Why?I began to move towards the kitchen, the maids froze when they saw me.“Where is Tessa?” I said in a sharp voice. They all stood silent. Their faces were grim and fearful. “Where is she!” I demanded, taking another t
Vincent You see, the best thing one could be in this life is to be rich. If you’re rich enough, you can have anything you want, you can go where and when you want without having to ask permission or ask for money—you don’t need to worry about anyone telling you no. But not everyone has that luxury. Some people live by their own rules and follow only their own codes and morals.After the bathroom incident, at the hospital, Cory and I found someone who would take care of it for us, one of the male nurses and it was barely 24 hours. We didn't search for long.You see what I said about money? Everyone wanted it and we had people who were more desperate than the others, people who would willingly do anything if they thought it would get them what they wanted. And this male nurse was among them.I had paid him of the money we agreed on, I was going to pay the other half when he completed the job.The next evening, I waited for the good news from our “partner.” A little after seven I ca
Darcy "What the hell do you think you're doing!" The sharp bark behind me caused me to whirl around too fast, and the mug I had been reaching for slipped out of my grasp and went tumbling to the ground. I let out a startled squeal, jumping away as the mug crashed to the ground. "Darcy, are you alright?" Cora cried, racing forward to pull me away from the wreckage. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen," to my embarrassment, tears started to fill my eyes again. I blamed it on the hormones. Ever since I had gotten pregnant, I could go from laughing to sobbing in the space of seconds. I couldn't wait to have this baby and finally be myself again. "It's alright, just take a seat," my husband's stunning business associate said with a small smile, ushering me onto a kitchen stool. I stared at the fragments of ceramic, "I should clean that up before it hurts someone." She stared at me like I had grown a second head, "What are the maids for?" Before I could say a
Darcy"Leave the bitch to rot," a sharp voice said, a mocking laughter following the words. I gasped, shooting up from the bed as I woke up from the horrible nightmare I had been trapped in. Cold sweat lined my forehead and relief swept through me at the realization that it wasn't real. "Mrs. Madigan, you're awake." A woman in light green scrubs approached me from the door, wearing a wide smile, "Congratulations to the newest mother in this ward." All of me hurt down to the root of my hair and I began to lay back down when I realized that something was missing. Panic gripped me like a vise, "Where's my child? Where's my husband?" "Relax, Mrs. Madigan. The child is fine. You had a beautiful baby boy, and he was registered as Christopher Adam Madigan two days ago." My jaw dropped open, "Two days ago?" She nodded, heading over to the machines behind me to adjust them, "After your operation, you lost a lot of blood and passed out. We almost thought that you wouldn’t make it. But we
Darcy"Ma'am, I'm sorry but I can't let you in," the Stony faced security guard at the gate said. "Excuse me?" I asked, brows inching up to almost my hairline, "What do you mean by that? This is my home. It's me, Darcy. Vincent's wife." If I was expecting the man to suddenly start apologizing and opening the gates, I was sorely disappointed. He stared at me with irritation, "We have clear orders from the boss to not let you in. And to remove you through any means necessary if you try to defy his orders." Shock rendered me speechless for a few moments, "No. This is impossible! It has to be a mistake. Call Vincent. Or Cora. Even the housekeeper. They will confirm that I'm supposed to be in there." "You're creating a scene, ma'am." "And I'll continue to create one till this mistake has been cleared up," I said desperately. It had to be a mistake. The guard had to have gotten me mixed up with someone else. Even as I assured myself with those words, a strange feeling had began to se
Darcy "I don't know how she managed to survive," the shocked voice was the first thing I heard as I woke up. I tried to blink my eyes open fully, but I couldn't see out of one of them, and the other eyelid felt too heavy for me to lift. Where was I? Was I dead? Was this heaven? I glanced down at my body and felt bile crawl up my throat. White bandages had been wrapped around me from head to toe. I looked like an embalmed body. With a cry of horror, I staggered out of the bed, almost falling flat on my face. The tray at my bedside crashed to the ground along with a clipboard. The clattering sound caught the attention of the two uniformed women in the room with me. "Ma'am, what are you doing?" The shorter one cried, as they began to race toward me. Determination pumped through my vein like adrenaline and I dragged my exhausted body through a door to the side and shut it behind me, twisting the knob to lock it. "Call Doctor Peters!" I heard one of them bark. "Ma'am, please come o
DarcySeven months later "... The wife of one of the acting COOs of Madigan enterprises has released a a statement defending her husband, Vincent Madigan, and saying that he had nothing to do with the_" "Turn it off," I barked. The car was plunged into silence as the cab driver immediately turned off the radio. I let out a sigh of relief and pulled out my compact mirror to check my reflection for the umpteenth time, reassuring myself that my face hadn't gone back to being twisted up and scarred while I hadn't been paying attention. I raised a hand and touched my new face, still doubting the miracle that Doctor Peters had worked on my face. "We're here ma'am," the driver's voice cut through my musings and I jerked my head up to stare at the intimidating high rise building before me. "Thanks," I handed him some dollar notes and stepped out of the car, bracing myself for the stares and whispers and gasps, but just like it had been for the past few weeks, none of them came. Instead,
Darcy"What?” I stared at the man in front of me with cold eyes . “The hell are you talking about now?”My mouth felt drier than a desert. The only thing that was keeping me sitting was my clenched fists, tightly clutching at the sleeves of my blazer. I fought against all the emotions and instinctual urges to throw them at his stupid face.“9” He began again.“You can't possibly be..”“8, 7, 6, 5, 4…” Rhys kept going on faster than the first time and I looked around as if a miracle would happen.“1…” He wasn't kidding and when I didn't say anything, he was already walking away.I saw my revenge plan slowly slipping away from me.“Wait!” I said it louder than I had intended to. “I will marry you” He turned back to me, smiling like a shark preparing for the feast, “Now.”I wanted to kill him. I really did. What did he mean by now? “Now?” I repeated after him, feeling my blood pressure rising with every passing second, not quite believing what he had just said.“Yes now. Shall we?” And
Vincent You see, the best thing one could be in this life is to be rich. If you’re rich enough, you can have anything you want, you can go where and when you want without having to ask permission or ask for money—you don’t need to worry about anyone telling you no. But not everyone has that luxury. Some people live by their own rules and follow only their own codes and morals.After the bathroom incident, at the hospital, Cory and I found someone who would take care of it for us, one of the male nurses and it was barely 24 hours. We didn't search for long.You see what I said about money? Everyone wanted it and we had people who were more desperate than the others, people who would willingly do anything if they thought it would get them what they wanted. And this male nurse was among them.I had paid him of the money we agreed on, I was going to pay the other half when he completed the job.The next evening, I waited for the good news from our “partner.” A little after seven I ca
Rhys Her bed was neatly made. The pillows were perfectly arranged on their respective corners, the sheets were smooth and her closet wasn’t empty except for a few spaces. There was nothing to indicate that any one of her possessions had been missing but I didn’t feel alright.I closed the door slowly and leaned against it. My chest was tightening with every breath. It wasn't the fear from seeing her room empty but something darker and colder. A chill ran down my spine. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself, hugging myself tightly. I took a couple steps closer to the bed. I needed to breathe, just breathe.Tessa was probably just in the garden or in the kitchen with Claire but none of it helped with the way I was feeling.It was as if I was going to pass out. Why?I began to move towards the kitchen, the maids froze when they saw me.“Where is Tessa?” I said in a sharp voice. They all stood silent. Their faces were grim and fearful. “Where is she!” I demanded, taking another t
RhysI returned to my room after leaving Tessa’s room. She had seen the newspaper, she had called me a murderer, she had gone through my stuff. How dare she? Rage led me out of the house. The last thing I wanted to do was something we would both regret.“Hello, Rhys…” That familiar voice that I had almost forgotten said from the end of the phone. It made me freeze but quickly recovered.Why was he here?“What do you want?” I asked, trying to sound indifferent, even though I was on edge. “Is that how to say hello to an old friend?” his voice reeked of fake sincerity and I felt a shiver run down my spine. “I thought we were friends now after all these years?”I didn’t reply and then added in a cold tone: “If you wanted anything you could have just told me.”He sighed, “Of course, of course...” and then laughed lightly. “Well I guess you don't have much time today anyway, so I'll get straight to the point. I called to congratulate you”I knew him too well, I was familiar with the sick g
Darcy“Are you going somewhere?” Claire got up immediately I came downstairs holding my box.Her eyes moved between me and the box I was holding several times, I could see the questions running in her mind as well. She finally asked, “What’s all that?” when I gave no answer at first.“My mother…she is ill, she wants me to come home” I lied without meeting her gaze. I was ashamed of it, but I didn’t know what else to do at the moment. “But that's a lot, do you want me to rearrange them in a smaller bag for you?” Claire asked still looking at me with those eyes full of concern. I could tell how she wanted so badly to help me. But she was too kind to make assumptions about this situation without any evidence and she had no way to be sure whether or not the information I just shared was true. I stared at the smallish woman in front of me, I had grown fond of her.“No Claire, that wouldn't be necessary” By now my eyes were threatening to tear up so I forced myself to look up again. I swa
Darcy“What is this?” Rhys's face was as stoic as ever, but a slight tremor in his fingers betrayed his nervousness. I was in deep shit.“Why are you going through my stuff?” I asked instead even though I was trembling terribly inside and had not yet taken the first breath. He'd been at it forever.He stared at me, looking like he might explode any moment. “I don't see why that should be a surprise to you, considering that you enjoy snooping around in my belongings! You've been prying into them since we got here! Now tell me what's going on in your little head! What do you want?”I tried to open my mouth but nothing came out so all I could do was gape uselessly. It made no sense, this whole situation. He'd never spoken to me with such vitriol before. This was different.“You can't say? Exactly what I thought”He said dismissingly and began to walk away clutching the paper tightly.I reached my hand out to touch him, but stopped myself because I didn't know if it would be received wel
DarcyHe was there, on the other side of the street, staring straight at me, and if I hadn't known better I might have thought he was going to walk over to say hello. Then that truck drove past us in the middle of nowhere and he was gone. A gust of wind blew his way and I shivered, even though it wasn’t particularly chilly out. It felt as if I was standing on a precipice looking down at a bottomless pit, and no amount of willpower or will could keep me from falling off. There was nothing here for me except my own thoughts and memories. He had been there, and now he wasn’t, and it had all happened before I could even get started. The sound of the front door opening brought me back to earth. “Tessa! Are you ready yet?” Claire’s voice echoed around me but only made it worse somehow because I knew exactly what kind of energy she had to bring with her into a room like this. She came into view, her arms filled with plastic bags, and looked up at me expectantly. When she saw me standin
Darcy We were currently in the bathroom and Rhys didn’t fail to give me all I asked for as his cock slammed into me repeatedly. His movements weren’t steady and precise but were just enough to be satisfying. The sound of our moans mixed as we moved in a rhythm, the pace becoming faster every time I came. My orgasm was on the verge of completion when I felt his hips tense above me and his thrusts become sloppy with cum. He grabbed my hair tightly but not enough to hurt me and pulled my head back sharply so that he could look at me from the mirror. Nothing seemed more sexy than our faces which were twisted in passion.His eyes shone with desire, mine shone with contentment and the need for more, how was that even possible? Sweat dripped from his brow, and he was breathing heavily from the exertion. He was still inside of me though. I wasn't ready yet but it would soon be over. "You're beautiful," he said gruffly after he finally recovered from his lustful frenzy. I was still panting
VincentShe was naked when she walked up to me. Her firm breasts shook with each step took towards me.Soon we were facing each other.“You want me, don't you?” She whispered into my ear seductively. I smiled and nodded, unable to hide my desire for her. She reached out to me.I leaned in to touch her, but her hand stopped mine at the last second. “Wait” she breathed out as if she was trying hard to remember how to use her voice. Then she looked around. I didn't think much about it. My mind was focused on something else. Something important, but I couldn't quite figure out what it was. So many emotions rushed through me at once that I felt dizzy. I could only stare down at her. Her soft, white skin and bright blue eyes. She looked like an angel, or a fairy tale princess.When I closed in the space between us, she willingly let me as our lips explored, our bodies pressed together against our chests. Our lips parted slowly, our tongues intertwined and began to explore each others taste
DarcyI was stuck in a maze that was all I could say about my life recently. I had the same dream all over again and it wouldn’t stop nor leave me alone. I was drained. It got so bad that I didn't want to close my eyes anymore.It was dark and I was in an unfamiliar place. I could hear the sound of water flowing somewhere nearby but I couldn't pinpoint where. It seemed very quiet and peaceful, unlike everywhere else. A slight chill brushed over my skin. I shivered, my body was stiff despite the warmth surrounding me. Something was calling for me and I followed it without question.My feet carried me across the grass, the water was still flowing nearby and my ears were alert to any sounds. As far as I could see there was nothing but trees. At least there was nothing threatening to attack me here, at least nothing that I could see. So what was this place? Was it safe? Maybe it was something bad, maybe I should turn around right now and walk away.“You've come” The voice sounded deep a