SHAWNA“I love you, Shawna. And I'm tired of hiding it from you.”I choked on my cough immediately after he said that the words caught me by surprise.“What? What are you saying?" I stuttered.“I love you, I'm deeply in love with you." He repeated those words.“You don't know what you're saying. You're drunk at the moment, you need to sleep." I said, nodding at myself for coming up with that ideology.“I'm drunk but not drunk to not know what I've been harboring for years now. I'm madly in love with you, I've been in love with you for a while now.”"I mean every word and letter of everything I've said and about to say. I don't think I can live without you at this point. You intoxicate me, Shawna. My heart skips a beat each time I see you, it beats for you.”"You don't seem to understand how crazily in love I am with you, I love you with reckless abandon,” he concluded.I couldn't even maintain eye contact with him, the intense look in his eyes was too much for me. It felt like he was
LIAMWaking up has never felt this peaceful, I feel so different. A happy kind of different, the scenes of last night started replaying in my head the moment I woke up.The person in my arms was just like my dose of happiness, her cologne wafted into my nostrils and I was more than happy to sniff it even more.On opening my eyes, I was met with her thick brown hair and her very beautiful face. She's currently sleeping in my arms and she looked very peaceful.A smile came up on my face as I remembered how her pretty face morphed into pleasure as I rammed into her last night.We only stopped when I saw how tired she was, she fell asleep somewhat early while I cleaned her up then slept off with her in my arms.I stared at her all through the night and up till now, I can't just get enough of her. I almost can't believe that we did all that and she's in my arms right now.She stirred in her sleep a bit and I stilled till her eyes opened, clashing with mine. She looked confused at first til
SHAWNAI never imagined that life would be this easy and beautiful. Liam showed me a side of life I never knew existed, he has been showering me with nothing but pure love.I turned off my phone for two days. Yes, I've been here for two days and I've not had any communication with the outside world except to call my kids and mother at night just so they'd know I'm still alive.Liam has been more than good to me and life is just very easy with him. I've been happy and undeniably glowing, it's just so obvious.I'm currently in his arms which has been my favorite position since two days ago. His arms are synonymous with comfort, I can stay here forever.I'm now confused as to why I've never felt this way about him, I've always looked at him like my friend and nothing more. This side of him is one I've never seen or experienced before.He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, his phone in his hands. The phone was right before me and it's almost like we were operating the phone together even
SHAWNAA scream tore out of my mouth as she fell against me, her blood leaking into me too. The sight looked so terrifying, coupled with the fact that her eyes were almost closing.“Hey, hey, you have to stay with me. You can't close your eyes, keep them open." I tried to make her stay awake, she looked like she'd pass out anytime soon, and she eventually did.Her eyes closed despite how hard she seemed to have kept them open. I turned to look at Liam with a look of shock on my face.“I don't think she's breathing again, please check her out, she's no longer responding to me, what's going on?" Tears have already filled my eyes.“Let's get her to the hospital already, they'll know what to do." He responded and took her from me.He already unlocked the car with his keys so I just opened the door normally and got into the back seat while he went to the driver's seat.She had her head on me while the other parts of her body stayed on the car seat. Liam started the car almost immediately a
DAMIENI resisted the urge to throw this shitty device against the wall, it's very useless as it is. Why the fuck hasn't she been answering my calls?I've been calling Shawna since two days ago now but it's like her phone number doesn't exist or something. I've been so infuriated since we parted ways two days ago because I've not been able to reach her.Could she have blocked me? But Shawna isn't the type that'll just chicken out this way because of a misunderstanding, she'd never block someone because of that.I dialed her number again and I was directed straight to voicemail like I've always been for two days now.“Where are you, Shawna? What's going on with you?"At this point, I'll just show up at her doorstep without any notice now since she has refused to pick up my calls or return them.But what if something is wrong and she has just not been able to pick up my calls because she can't and she's not ignoring me?“Shit, how did I never think about that?" She could be in danger ri
SHAWNAThose words came from the television and they left my head reeling with different things. I looked at Damien who looked more shocked than I was, his eyes glued to the television.As if he felt my eyes on him, he looked away from the television and looked at me.“I swear it's not how it looks like, this isn't true." He said.If there's anything everyone knows, it has to be that only real things are broadcast on television.“Fuck you, Damien," I said through gritted teeth then stormed out of his house, ignoring his calls for me. I was more mad at myself than I was at him, how could I have fallen for one of his tricks again? He just wanted to mock me.I should have just stayed at home, or better still kept ignoring his calls instead of disgracing myself that way. He's getting married to Eugene, it's even clearer now that it has been announced on television.He must have planned it in a way that the restaurant would be impossible for us to talk in then we'll have to come to his hou
DAMIENShawna's children didn't only send me away, the triplets themselves didn't make their distaste about seeing me at their doorstep hidden.They successfully sent me away and I couldn't even do anything because they were right, all I do is make their mother cry.They already see me as a bad person as it is, someone who only knows how to hurt their mum. The last thing anyone would want is to be on the bad side of kids.As soon as I got into my car, I only had one thing in mind and that was going over to Eugene's. This isn't even a transfer of aggression but something that had to be done.She has done enough and should be stopped at the point, she might be pregnant but I'm never taking responsibility for it or getting married to her. I didn't nut in her for a reason.Never will I get married for the sole purpose of something like this, my first marriage happens to be some sort of contract and it was nothing less than toxic even though I was the toxic one in the marriage.But I can t
DAMIEN“I'm not reverting anything, do you think I'll get married to someone who's so schemy as that? She formed that pregnancy as a way of setting me up, I didn't impregnate her willingly."The fury that was thrumming through me was so hard that I crushed the phone in my hand, definitely leaving s crack on the screen.“That doesn't matter for now, just take care of this mess and get this bad publicity away from us, we're at the stake of losing everything we've built for years because of you." He growled.“Then we should be looking for other ways to tackle this, not bending to her whims, we're not weak dad, we've never been weak. We should stand up for ourselves.”I just needed a way to divert his attention away from the marriage stuff, I just can't get married to Eugene, I badly don't want to.She has been getting away with a lot of things and it's high time we put a permanent end to this. We never had problems with any company up until now when she assumed the position of the heires
DAMIEN“Alright, Dad,” I said, leaning against the wall of the study. “Let’s hear it. Grandpa says you tried to kill him. Care to explain?”My father’s head snapped up, his expression flipping between disbelief and annoyance. “He said what?”“You heard me,” I replied, crossing my arms. “He says you plotted to kill him for the company.”Dad groaned and ran a hand over his face, muttering something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like a curse. “Damien, your grandfather has always been dramatic, but this? This is a new low.”“I told you he wouldn’t believe me,” Grandpa chimed in, leaning casually on his cane. He didn’t seem the least bit concerned about the chaos he’d just stirred up.“Maybe because it sounds like something out of a bad soap opera,” I shot back.Dad sighed deeply, rubbing his temples. “Damien, your grandfather’s ‘assassination’ story is ridiculous. Here’s what actually happened.” He turned his gaze to the old man. “After your accident, when you miraculously re
DAMIEN folded my arms and leaned against the table, eyeing the man who claimed someone had plotted to kill him. The old man, my grandfather, met my gaze squarely, his expression unreadable.“So, let me get this straight,” I said, trying to keep the disbelief out of my voice. “You’re saying my father, your son, tried to have you killed so he could take over your company?”Grandpa nodded, his expression unchanging. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”I couldn’t help it, I laughed. A short, humorless laugh echoed off the walls of the dimly lit room. “Even for Dad, that’s a bit of a stretch.”His lips curled into a smirk. “Is it?”“You do realize how ridiculous that sounds, right?” I shot back, gesturing vaguely toward him. “Dad’s a lot of things, but a murderer? Come on.”“Ridiculous or not, it’s the truth,” Grandpa said calmly, resting his hands on the head of his cane.I rubbed my temples, pacing back and forth. “And what, you think I’m just going to take your word for it? I mean, sure,
SHAWNAAs the old man continued his cheerful banter with Damien and my children, I felt my patience wearing thin. My arms were folded tightly across my chest, and I tapped my foot against the floor, letting the tension seep into my movements. This wasn’t a family reunion I signed up for; it was an unexpected disaster.“Thank you for finding my children,” I said abruptly, cutting into the conversation. My tone was polite, but there was no mistaking the edge in my voice. “I’m grateful, truly. But we need to leave.”The old man’s jovial expression faltered slightly. “Leave? But we’ve just met. Surely you’d like to stay a while, Shawna. The kids seem to be having a great time.”I shook my head firmly, glancing at Phoebe and Billy, who were now clinging to him like he was their long-lost best friend. “We’ve had enough surprises for one day. Come on, kids, let’s go.”Phoebe and Billy exchanged a glance before crossing their arms and planting their feet firmly on the ground. “We’re not leavi
DAMIENI couldn’t move. My legs felt cemented to the floor as Shawna’s words echoed in my head. Who had her children? Our children. The weight of it all pressed down on me like a crushing wave, and yet, I couldn’t form a single coherent thought.“Damien!” Shawna’s voice cut through the fog. She stepped closer, gripping my arm tightly. “Who has my kids?!” Her voice cracked, panic lacing every word.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. How was I supposed to explain this? The truth hadn’t even settled in my mind yet. Instead, I turned on my heel and motioned for her to follow.“Get in the car,” I muttered, my voice barely audible.“What? Damien, no! Talk to me! Who—”“Shawna, just get in the car!” I snapped, my tone sharper than I intended. Her eyes widened in hurt, but she didn’t argue. She stormed past me and climbed into the passenger seat.The tension in the car was suffocating. Shawna’s voice, sharp and demanding, cut through my thoughts like a blade. “Damien, what is going on?
SHAWNA"Damien, Liam, I think something's wrong," I said, my voice trembling. "I can't find Billy and Phoebe anywhere."Their faces paled. "What do you mean you can't find them?" Damien asked, his voice sharp."I mean they're gone. Vanished. I've looked everywhere, and they're just… not here."Liam's eyes widened. "Maybe they're playing hide-and-seek?" he suggested, trying to sound optimistic."Liam, they wouldn't play hide-and-seek without telling me," I said, my heart pounding. "This isn't a game."We raced back to my mother's house, finding her frantically pacing the living room. "Jasper!" I cried, pulling him into a tight hug. "Where were you, darling? You scared me to death."Jasper simply shrugged. "I was playing in the garden," he mumbled.Then, his face crumpled. "But I can’t find Phoebe and Billy," he cried out, tears welling in his eyes. His lower lip trembled, and he buried his face in my skirt, sobs racking his small frame.I knelt beside him, my heart aching. "Oh, sweetie
PHOEBE"Come on, Billy!" I tugged his hand, practically dragging him down the stairs. "We gotta go!""Where are we going, Phoebe?" Billy whined, his lower lip trembling."To find Daddy!" I said, holding up my tablet. "I ordered a car. We're going to his office."The car arrived, a big black one. The driver looked at us suspiciously. "Where are you little ones going? And who's with you?""We're going to find our Daddy!" I declared. "We can take care of ourselves."Billy mumbled something about wanting ice cream, but I ignored him. "We're going to his company," I told the driver, giving him the address.He looked at us for a long time, like he didn't believe me. "Your parents know you're going alone?""We don't need them," I said confidently. "We're brave."The driver sighed. "Alright, get in."Billy was so excited, he tried to open the door himself. But it was stuck! "Stuck!" he yelled and started to cry a little. I tried to open it too, and I pushed hard. Finally, it opened with a LOU
SHAWNAThe house was quiet now, but the tension still lingered in the air. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the photograph of my kids on the nightstand. Their bright, innocent smiles seemed a world away from the chaos that had unfolded earlier. I couldn’t ignore it anymore. This situation was spiraling out of control, and I needed to fix it before it broke something we couldn’t put back together.Taking a deep breath, I stood up and made my way to the living room, where the kids were sulking in different corners. Jasper sat on the couch with his arms crossed, Phoebe was curled up in the armchair with her face buried in a book she wasn’t reading, and Billy was sprawled on the floor, fiddling with a toy car but clearly not playing. The tension between them was palpable.“Alright, you three,” I began, standing in the middle of the room. “We need to talk.”Jasper looked away, Phoebe’s book snapped shut with an audible thud, and Billy groaned, dragging himself into a sitting positio
LIAMThe sound of laughter filled the park as Phoebe and Billy raced each other across the grassy field, their giggles carrying on the warm afternoon breeze. Jasper, however, stood a few feet away, kicking at the dirt with the tip of his shoe, a deep frown etched on his face.I approached him cautiously, knowing that pushing too hard could make things worse. "Jasper," I began gently, crouching down to his level, "what’s wrong, buddy? You’ve been quiet all afternoon."He stopped kicking and glanced at me, his little face set with a stubborn pout. "Why can’t I choose who I want as my daddy?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.The words hit me harder than I cared to admit, but I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remain calm. "Jasper," I said, my tone steady, "I know this is hard for you. It’s a big change. But Damien is your dad, and that’s not something anyone gets to choose. It’s just how it is."Jasper crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the ground. "But I do
SHAWNAI returned from the mall, juggling groceries and feeling pretty pleased with myself. The house was supposed to be quiet; I’d promised the kids a movie night later, and I figured they’d be playing. Instead, I walked into the sound of crying—loud, heart-wrenching sobs.Dropping the bags on the kitchen counter, I rushed into the living room to find Jasper on the couch, tears streaming down his little face. Phoebe and Noah hovered nearby, looking worried, while Damien sat awkwardly on the armrest, running a hand through his hair like he didn’t know what to do.“What happened?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.Damien stood as soon as he saw me, his face a mix of guilt and frustration. “It’s... a long story.”“Mommy!” Phoebe rushed over, tugging on my arm. “Jasper doesn’t want Daddy to be Daddy!”I blinked, utterly confused. “What?”Noah chimed in. “We were helping him plan something, but then Jasper got mad and started crying.”I looked between them, then at Damien. “Helpi