MIA
"Oh Lucia, what do I do? This is so messed up." I was nervous and apprehensive.
Jerome was a bastard! How could he have done something like this without letting me in on it? How could he even set his brother up this way?
Oh God, Jared must be feeling very bad at the moment. I'd been unable to reach him since today. It was really late and he was yet to be home.
He would be with uncle Pete and that Hailey girl. It even annoyed me what he saw in her. Ever since her return, he'd been neglecting me.
Anyways, that was not the issue here.
I just needed him home to ensure he was okay but the wait was killing me so I had to call my best friend.
"It's not your fault, is it? He decided to sleep around. You should be divorcing him and suing his cheating ass." Lucia, my ever loyal friend, uttered angrily.
Lucia didn't know the whole story. In fact, she didn't know the story at all.
I emitted a
JARED"We're over? No. No. No, babe. We can not be over, please." She ran after me, blocking my path once again much to my irritation and boiling anger. I had never for once in my life raised a hand on a woman, she was the first. I was currently pissed with myself for letting it happen but then again, my justification was 'she deserved it.' She was a collaborator in ruining my life and now I had nothing left. Hailey and our son seemed to be the only positive part of my life in that moment. "Stay away from me, you whore!" I spat in her face.She flinched, then I saw the sudden change in her. It was like watching Dr. Jekyll become Mr. Hyde. Her pupils dilated in a rush of rage. "Don't call me that!""Isn't that what you are?" I threw at her, unfazed by her dramatic change in behavior. She pushed me with all her might. "And Hailey? What do you call someone who fucks a married man? You're one to apportion blames, Jared Johnson, what do you have to say about your concubine of six years
"Is this his house?" My son gazed through the window from his position in his specially custom-made car seat that had his name on it.I initially had him in the backseat but he'd insisted on the passenger seat. His nose was almost kissing the tinted window which he could see through but not that clear. Just about enough to have his curiosity piqued more."Yes, baby." I drove into the compound and headed straight for Jared's garage. "Mommy used to live here."It was the following morning, I'd decided to come see him and know how he was faring. He needed all the support he could get, moreover, I just wanted to see him.Uncle Pete had left for the office before Zion and me left the house.When Zion had asked me where I was headed this morning, after he barged in to see me dressing up in my room, I'd told him I was coming to see Jared.Surprisingly, he was all too eager to follow me. He was really beginning to like Jared and gr
My eyes widened in shock as his mouth touched mine, that was a very bold thing to do in front of his wife. Thrilled about it yet wanting to respect their marriage, I made to pull away, he only held me tighter. I had to give in because his tongue was already dominating and possessing, leaving me wanting for more.I heard Zion's giggles and an angry gasp from Mia. "Kissy kissy." Zion's giggles erupted into an infectious laughter, earning a big smile from me, even Jared smiled, our lips were still connected."How dare you two?! I am your wife!" Mia came forward and started pulling at my hair.I worn it down today. I broke off the kiss and pushed her away from me. "Are you crazy?""That is my husband you're exchanging spits with!" She screeched, looking redder than before. Zion was right. Mia wasn't looking fine this morning. "I am not your husband. Not anymore" Jared corrected, glaring at her with something resembling spite. "I told you last night that we're over!""What happened to
NINA"Princess...Nina...wait... where are you going to? Come back here. Your father's busy." I ignored the call of my mom, continuing the angry march towards my father's office. My boots gave just the right effect, in accordance to my mood. "Baby..."I didn't turn, not even once. Neither did I spare my breathless mother a look once I stepped into the Presidential elevator. She didn't bother to follow me."... I'll keep you updated and..." My father's PA, Rashford, ended the call immediately he spotted me.He had on a look of guilt and slight fear which had me automatically frowning but not really putting it to mind. Though I barely knew the guy, I didn't really like him all that much and avoided him."Good day, Miss Nina." He bowed his greeting.I acknowledged with a curt nod, and kept walking. "If it's the President you're looking for, Miss Nina, he has a guest." He notified me. "Don't talk to me, Rashford. And don't try to stop me either." Finally, I had reached my father's
"What?!" My voice echoed my shock and confusion.There was also the fear but thankfully that particular emotion was unheard."That will never be possible, Jared! Not while I am alive." Mia swore, then to me, she directed. "You must be so happy, bi..."The glare I gave her had her swallowing the B-word, then she opted for another word. "...fuck you!""I know this is coming as a complete surprise and I...""Here's the maid, Jared." My son walked in just then, followed closely behind by an amused maid.My son had no clue he had just interrupted Jared and I was so glad he had, I didn't want to hear whatever he was saying...or feeling about me.Also, I'd want to know what had that maid looking at my son with a barely suppressed smile on her face."Her name is Violeta. And she said she is a maid." Zion proudly introduced."Sir, you asked for me?" Violeta stood before Jared."Good job,
DENISE"It would seem fate is on our side, dad." I was in a jolly mood that evening. "What is it? What happened?" He was sitting on one of the sofa, a small console table before him. A big ashtray almost filled with ashes and bottles of beer littered the area. He was also in a jolly mood, that I could see. "News just reached me that Hailey's daughter is dead." I grinned, it was a mile-wide stretch. "Oh. And you're happy because..." His brows furrowed a bit as though he was not getting how that was making me excited. "She won't have time to come after us. She'll be too busy mourning and crying. No more court nonsense." I said in a 'duh' tone as if I couldn't believe he was not getting the point. "It's just a temporary distraction, sweet pea. How long do you think she'll mourn? Till eternity? Once she's fine, she's coming back for you again. For us. For the company." He reasoned. "Oh." My level of excitement drastically reduced. I was getting his point now. Once she was over the
"Hello, Mr. President." I stepped majestically into his office, clad in my custom-made cream-colored suit.My pair of burgundy Manolo Blahnik clicked confidently as I reached where the President was. My lip stick was burgundy as well.My black leather purse and my pair of Ray Ban were a wonderful match.Not to mention that I smelled exactly like the interestingly contrasting mix of sweet and strong, adding to my confidence and charm.He stood from behind his desk to give me a handshake.It had not taken long to arrange for this meeting with him, given his relationship with uncle Pete who many still thought was my lover, the President included, he couldn't turn me down."Thank you for making time to see me on such short notice." I emitted a polite smile.He returned the smile. "It's a pleasure. When I got the message from Rashford, my P.A, I wondered why the fiancee of my closest friend wants to see me.""You n
"You must be lying! This is bullshit! I'll advice you to leave my office this minute before I call security." He appeared angry."Do that and I'll have this published in two days, Mr. President." Despite his show of anger, I remained calm. "You don't have an impeccable past and I am sure you damn well know what I am talking about. Were you aware Cecilia was pregnant before you broke up?""I will not answer that question." He gritted."I'm guessing it's a yes." I stared unblinkingly.He soon lowered his lashes, anger and defeat in his eyes. "You're playing a dangerous game, Hailey.""Life is a risk. This way, that way, any way, danger surrounds us all." I shrugged.He heaved a sigh. "How did you find out?""Doesn't matter, Mr. President. The question is why would you abandon your own child?""I..." Another sigh, suddenly, he looked weary. "I didn't mean to. She came to me with the pregnancy but my parents
PRISCILLA"You've been scarce around the house, why's that?"I was just coming out of the room I'd turned to mine, freshly showered and all dressed for a stay at home.I bumped into my husband, someone I'd been avoiding for a few days now. "You've been scarce around the house, why's that?" I threw back.He curled his fists, I saw it and my eyes flashed him a warning. He had better not raise that hand to my body ever again."So now you have the audacity to throw back questions at me?" His temper was like a short fuse."If I can't question you, then you have no right to question me." I made to walk past him but he drew me back roughly.I struggled with him and pushed him with all my might. He staggered, disbelief making its way into his eyes. "How dare you, Priscilla?! Have you forgotten who the head of the house is?!""If you notice, I no longer share the same room with you. Until you learn how to b
The first 'what?' had been exclaimed by Jared but the second one had been stuttered by..."Miss Nancy?" I called, not believing she was behind us. At her feet laid shattered glass of water that pooled around her and flowed in short distances. How had she even walked passed us the first time without us seeing her?Except she took a different route as there were many hallways in the house.She seemed to realize herself and blinked, getting rid of tears that had welled to the surface but were yet to fall. "I-I'm sorry for intruding, everyone. I'll clean this up too."With one pained look thrown at guilty uncle Pete's way, she left. What was happening? What did I just witness? My tears had stopped flowing.Jared and me exchanged meaningful stares. "Excuse me, I'll be right back. Hailey, don't go anywhere, please. There's an explanation for this, I don't know how logical or valid it'll sound to you but I'll clear the air." Maybe it was the pleading stare or the fact that he was on the b
"I've been trying to call you, Hailey. Why haven't you...hey, I'm talking to you." His eyes followed me as I walked past him like he wasn't even there."Mommy." Zion wriggled out of Miss Nancy's hold, and ran to hug me. "Hey, baby." I grinned, stooping to receive him into my arms. "I missed you, mommy." He kissed my cheek, making my heart swell."I missed you too, my baby.""Miss Nancy, take Zion to his playroom, I want to have a minute with Hailey." Uncle Pete instructed a befuddled Miss Nancy who had seen how I'd ignored him.She was probably wondering what had transpired between us. "Good afternoon, uncle." Jared's voice had me turning in surprise to see him carrying a bag. My brows furrowed. "What's with the bag?""Jared!" Zion left my side and ran to Jared's. The latter immediately dropped his bag and lifted him in the air, making Zion giggle so hard. "Hey, champ.""Are you coming to live with us?" Zion asked as soon as he was well positioned on Jared's hip."If you and them
As I stepped out of the main building of the White House, I saw some men dressed in black carrying some suspicious looking bags rounding a corner. "What are those?" I asked in a low tone."I have no idea. Daddy said it's nothing to concern myself with." The girl who'd introduced herself as Nina replied. After we'd had our conversation, she had decided to see me off to where my car was parked. She asked a lot of questions about Jared and I'd responded likewise. It was obvious she had a huge crush on him. I almost felt pity for her because I knew Jared would not allow it happen. She was too young. A minor from what she'd told me of her age. Though she was one very beautiful girl with a smart head sitting on her shoulders. "Hm." I averted my eyes when one of the black suits began to give me pointed stares. "Thank you for standing up to my father. I hope he does allow Jared back into the race." Her face fell a little, brown tendrils strayed to her eyes.She pushed them back behind h
"You must be lying! This is bullshit! I'll advice you to leave my office this minute before I call security." He appeared angry."Do that and I'll have this published in two days, Mr. President." Despite his show of anger, I remained calm. "You don't have an impeccable past and I am sure you damn well know what I am talking about. Were you aware Cecilia was pregnant before you broke up?""I will not answer that question." He gritted."I'm guessing it's a yes." I stared unblinkingly.He soon lowered his lashes, anger and defeat in his eyes. "You're playing a dangerous game, Hailey.""Life is a risk. This way, that way, any way, danger surrounds us all." I shrugged.He heaved a sigh. "How did you find out?""Doesn't matter, Mr. President. The question is why would you abandon your own child?""I..." Another sigh, suddenly, he looked weary. "I didn't mean to. She came to me with the pregnancy but my parents
"Hello, Mr. President." I stepped majestically into his office, clad in my custom-made cream-colored suit.My pair of burgundy Manolo Blahnik clicked confidently as I reached where the President was. My lip stick was burgundy as well.My black leather purse and my pair of Ray Ban were a wonderful match.Not to mention that I smelled exactly like the interestingly contrasting mix of sweet and strong, adding to my confidence and charm.He stood from behind his desk to give me a handshake.It had not taken long to arrange for this meeting with him, given his relationship with uncle Pete who many still thought was my lover, the President included, he couldn't turn me down."Thank you for making time to see me on such short notice." I emitted a polite smile.He returned the smile. "It's a pleasure. When I got the message from Rashford, my P.A, I wondered why the fiancee of my closest friend wants to see me.""You n
DENISE"It would seem fate is on our side, dad." I was in a jolly mood that evening. "What is it? What happened?" He was sitting on one of the sofa, a small console table before him. A big ashtray almost filled with ashes and bottles of beer littered the area. He was also in a jolly mood, that I could see. "News just reached me that Hailey's daughter is dead." I grinned, it was a mile-wide stretch. "Oh. And you're happy because..." His brows furrowed a bit as though he was not getting how that was making me excited. "She won't have time to come after us. She'll be too busy mourning and crying. No more court nonsense." I said in a 'duh' tone as if I couldn't believe he was not getting the point. "It's just a temporary distraction, sweet pea. How long do you think she'll mourn? Till eternity? Once she's fine, she's coming back for you again. For us. For the company." He reasoned. "Oh." My level of excitement drastically reduced. I was getting his point now. Once she was over the
"What?!" My voice echoed my shock and confusion.There was also the fear but thankfully that particular emotion was unheard."That will never be possible, Jared! Not while I am alive." Mia swore, then to me, she directed. "You must be so happy, bi..."The glare I gave her had her swallowing the B-word, then she opted for another word. "...fuck you!""I know this is coming as a complete surprise and I...""Here's the maid, Jared." My son walked in just then, followed closely behind by an amused maid.My son had no clue he had just interrupted Jared and I was so glad he had, I didn't want to hear whatever he was saying...or feeling about me.Also, I'd want to know what had that maid looking at my son with a barely suppressed smile on her face."Her name is Violeta. And she said she is a maid." Zion proudly introduced."Sir, you asked for me?" Violeta stood before Jared."Good job,
NINA"Princess...Nina...wait... where are you going to? Come back here. Your father's busy." I ignored the call of my mom, continuing the angry march towards my father's office. My boots gave just the right effect, in accordance to my mood. "Baby..."I didn't turn, not even once. Neither did I spare my breathless mother a look once I stepped into the Presidential elevator. She didn't bother to follow me."... I'll keep you updated and..." My father's PA, Rashford, ended the call immediately he spotted me.He had on a look of guilt and slight fear which had me automatically frowning but not really putting it to mind. Though I barely knew the guy, I didn't really like him all that much and avoided him."Good day, Miss Nina." He bowed his greeting.I acknowledged with a curt nod, and kept walking. "If it's the President you're looking for, Miss Nina, he has a guest." He notified me. "Don't talk to me, Rashford. And don't try to stop me either." Finally, I had reached my father's