"What are you doing with her?!" The door to my room barged open.
Catherine came in and without warning, pulled me roughly by my shirt and began to hit me. Thankfully, uncle Pete was fast on his feet and pushed her away. "What the hell, Catherine?"
She had managed to scratch my neck and that part hurt. More tears fell from my eyes.
Uncle Pete had been consoling me as I wouldn't stop mourning the loss of my pregnancy. I'd refused breakfast because I didn't have the appetite for it.
Who would think of food when their life was turned upside down and full of chaos? Just a month before, I had been okay in my marriage until that incident.
I wish I could ask uncle Pete to loan me some money to start up my life but not in this place. I didn't want to be anywhere close to Christian and Jared.
I didn't want to know or see them even by mistake. And as long as I remained in the same state and country with them, I'd keep seeing or hearing about them
"When will you be back?" I inquired, trying to hide the quiver in my voice.Uncle Pete was traveling and that would mean leaving me and his crazy wife all alone in the house.Oh God, I didn't even want to think of what would happen if he left."Soon." His smile was reassuring as though he already understood my thoughts about being left alone with his wife.The said wife was watching us — me specifically — through spiteful glares as she popped her gum. He had already given me some money to keep me busy until he was back.And by busy, he meant I should go shopping and have some fun. I was grateful but I kept the cash. It was going to be useful.If I kept saving whatever he gave me, I might actually have enough to start up life again. But he gave me the money in her absence, else she would likely kill me for it. Then, he was gone. I quickly left for my room. "Hey you!" She called.I halted on the short flight of stairs. I had a mind to ignore but she could push me from behind, I was
I'd never had such a strong stuff before and it was really making me lose awareness and control of myself. The most drink of my intoxication was wine and I easily got intoxicated.Whatever they had given me to sniff and swallow were just foreign to my system. I was feeling no pain but I was feeling like I'd just gulped six — or maybe eight — bottles of 1945 Pinot Noir.What little strength I had in me, I had walked like a drunk person to the counter and booked a room, used the elevator and was now occupying the suite.It was dark and the door was closed. Or it should be.I laid like an almost dead person, trying to find sleep when the door opened. I frowned but was too intoxicated to get up. "Who are you?""Oh baby, it's me." The voice was sounded equally drunk said. "I called and you came. Business was good today. I landed the biggest deal and decided to call you.""W-what?" Confusion wrapped my being."It's a good one. Let's just have fun tonight and tomorrow, I'll tell you all ab
"What the hell is going on here?!" I was startled awake by the voice beside me. A throbbing came on immediately and hit both my temples.My eyes lazily fluttered open to meet the angry, shocked gaze of...my eyes flew open in disbelief and my brain immediately went into denial."Jared?" My jaw was almost touching the floor. My eyes quickly assessed the situation and saw I was naked. Barely covered and he was staring...no, glaring at me."How did you get here?!" The incredulity tinged heavily in my tone.I winced as soon as the question was out of my mouth, I held my head and massaged my temples. What had happened to here?Why was I in bed with...him?!"I should be asking you that. I was not expecting you in my room!" He yelled."You...I..." I lacked words in that moment and just stared at him, partly because I felt like I had been kicked by ten horses on the stomach and partly because my brain was still trying to process what had happened. "How did you know where to find me? Are you
"Hello, uncle Pete.""Yes, Hailey. What is it? Are you crying?" His voice immediately became concerned.The tears I'd been holding back let loose and swam to the surface, wasting no time to stream down my face.Using the heel of my palm, I wiped them away but more replaced the old, wiped ones. "W-when will you be back?"I was still lodging in that hotel, though not the same room because the thought of staying in a room that Jared had shared a night with me was taunting and too painful.I asked for another room but my money, the one uncle Pete had given me was almost exhausted. If I lodged one more night, I would be empty and I didn't know the area well enough to find a cheaper lodge."I'm on my way home. Why? Is Catherine troubling you?"Catherine was the reason I was yet to go back to that house as there was no telling what she would do to me but I couldn't tell uncle Pete that, especially on the phone."N-no
"This place is nice, uncle Pete." I admired the interior decor of the restaurant we had just stepped into.One of the waiters seem to know uncle Pete and had ushered us to a private booth that had no customers except us."It belongs to a very close friend of mine." He said, taking a seat opposite me. Menus were placed before us. My stomach rumbled in hunger as soon as I opened the black and gold hardcover book-like menu that had so many dishes, categorized according to types and origins. I decided on Greek souvlaki, not because I'd had it before but because it looked nice.Uncle Pete went for Italian beef tortellini in broth. "I've had it once when I travelled to Florence and I liked it.""What drinks will you have?" The waitress who was attending our table inquired."I want something fruity. Moscato or Riesling will do." I answered."Get me beer." Uncle Pete decided.The waitress went away with our orders."So tell me, what did she do? I brought us here because it's private and you
"Take her away, officers." "What are you doing, Peter?" Catherine stood from the sofa, stubbing the cigarette she had been smoking just before we entered."I have warned you to stop smoking in my house." Uncle Pete was angry seeing how she stubbed the cigarette on his console table, messing the glass top. That cigarette obviously wasn't her first stick."Don't touch me!" She snarled at the officer, snatching her wrist away from him. "What have I done, Peter?""What have you not done, you psycho?!" He was really furious. "You turned my home into a strip club and a brothel?!" His emphasis on 'and' didn't go unnoticed. She faced me with the most hateful, venomous glare ever. If eyes could kill, I'd be lying in my own pool of blood in that moment. "You!"I jolted a bit and shifted slightly so I was behind uncle Pete. I didn't dare say a word. This lady knew how to scare me shitless. I couldn't hide the truth from uncle Pete, not because I was a tattletale but he deserved to know. He
"Was that you in the video?" A reporter shoved his mic in my face as soon as I stepped out of the vehicle Jared had opened for me — another public show of his pretending to be a loving husband.I almost lost my balance in my heels as eyes were all on me...and Jared.I tried to gauge his reaction but there was only calmness that had nothing to be with peace but rather the stifling urge to explode in anger."Mr. Johnson, how do you feel seeing your wife involved in such illicit activities especially with your reputation in the country?" Another asked, also trying her best to break through Jared's wall of security surrounding us.He didn't say anything. My heart thudded in my chest as series of emotions whirled within like a tornado, threatening to blow me off my feet.If only they knew it wasn't my fault. Were they blind? Was the public gullible to believe just about anything just because they believed what they call 'evidence'?Clearly, I was distressed and being forced in that video y
His name was barely out of my lips when he crashed his on mine.Anger forgotten, I let him invade my mouth with uncontrolled lust. I kissed him back and it was just as that night.Drunk or not, the lust had been potent and passion had been real. He shifted me so we were out of sight.There was a little corner that could contain both of us. I was slim so there was no problem there.I pressed myself up against him and let him kiss me.My gown had a high slit on my left leg. I raised the leg to wrap around him. He caressed the length of it, his fingers moving up till he found my lace pant beneath.A groan left his lips as a moan did mine. No one could hear us, I guess. Plus there was old Mozart playing. "I should not be doing this." He murmured in my mouth but didn't let go of me."No, we shouldn't." I agreed but still didn't make a move to let go of him as well.His two fingers moved my lacy underwear aside and one rubbed the entrance of my femininity. I went wild with lust, grabbing
JAREDMy eyes widened. "W-what?!" I almost choked on my own spit. "Slow down, Nina. We're never going to happen. You're a beautiful girl...""Woman." She corrected firmly."Sorry. You're a beautiful woman and I'm sure there are guys your age who'll be willing to...""I don't want them. It's you I want, Jared. And it's you I'll have." She rose from her seat. "Come see me off. I have somewhere else to be.""I can't let you go alone. I'll have to reach out to my uncle, then he'll reach out to your father." I brought out my phone.In a swift, unexpected motion, she leaned over and grabbed my phone, giggling and heading for the door in a race."Give me my phone, Nina." I followed her, already exhausted from her child-like behavior."No, I'm not letting you call anyone." She opened the door and I went after her.Eyes raised from their respective jobs once again to lock in on an excited Nina and an embarrassed me.&n
JAREDI was going through the ledger when I heard the little commotion going on outside my office. What was happening?I rose from my chair and stepped out of my airy office to see my secretary having a little banter with someone.Other staff were watching with interest. Few eyes caught my presence and went back to their station or faced their jobs...or at least they pretended to.I had never seen Miss Bordeaux in this infuriated manner. And the person she was talking back to was a bit hidden by a staff's work station."You do not have an appointment, little girl." My secretary snapped."Do you know who I am? Who my father is?" The familiar voice had me halting in my tracks. Maybe I should let Celine handle this one all by herself.I had just done a U-turn and was about to flee to my office when I heard the excited squeal. "There he is! There's my boyfriend!"I froze in place. I could hear the deafening silence that followed her statement. Eyes were on me. Everyone knew I was marri
CATHERINE"You know we have to be careful how and where we meet. The last time we almost got caught by that bitch." I complained as soon as I entered the passenger seat of his car. And by that 'bitch', I meant Hailey. I had been quick to spot her at that hotel before she sent her goons to come after us.She didn't know Derek yet, just me. So it was specifically me she had wanted. Derek and me hadn't met again until now when he'd called to see me. "Exactly why I chose a place far from town and in this car with tinted windows, one can hardly recognize us." He responded, tucking a strand of his brown long hair behind his ear. "How has it been?" I shrugged and lied. "Fine."But I knew everything was far from fine. My son was held in that bastard's custody. And then he'd had the guts to call me to order me to carry out his bidding. "Are you sure?" He observed my expression.Rather than give him a response, I extended my palm. "The money you promised me."He stretched to the backseat of
MISS BORDEAUXI stepped out through the glass doors of my workplace, ready to go home. It was such a honor to be working for the second biggest company in the country.Also, with a boss like mine, it was an absolute dream come true. Mr Johnson was such a wonderful sight for good eyes, though it was a bumper he was married. Well, at least, I got to admire from afar. He wasn't the type to chase after women. And he respected the company's rules of no office romance. I hailed a taxi. A young graduate like myself from the trailer knew better than to wish for something she had no right wishing for.Mr Johnson treated me nice like every other staff under him. He paid us well and when I attended trips with him, I sure did have fun but he never made any advances.Sure he would talk to me but in a friendly, boss to employee manner. "Where to, ma'am?" The beardy cab man inquired. "Fin Square." I replied, proceeding to open the back of the taxi."That won't be necessary, Miss Bordeaux. I can
The room smelled of passion and the result of satisfying lust as we both held onto each other, reaching our climax at the same time. He spilled his seeds inside of me before collapsing on my body. None of us could talk for a while. I waited for my brain cells to return to normal and be able to comprehend what had just happened. When it did, I couldn't even bring myself to look at him or even speak.But I had to say something. "Get off me."I swallowed, totally not expecting my voice to tremble as it had just did. Why was I on the verge of crying over something that I'd been a willing participant?He raised his head to study my expression, then he sighed. It was low but I heard it. "What's wrong Hailey?""Your wife needs you." I managed to get out through an emotional voice.He roll off me but didn't let go, rather he cradled me in his arms. "I promise this is not like six years ago."That made me even struggle harder to get away from him. "Unwrap your arms from my body this minute,
DENISE"Finally! I thought you'd never return." I stood to welcome the man who had been the only family I'd known all my life. Mom had died young leaving me in the care of my stepfather, who was then her boyfriend. Yeah, they never got a chance to tie the knot before she died, so had my stepdad explained.I owed the man a lot especially when he'd gone through the stress of helping me find my root and discovering I was the biological daughter of a rich man.A dead rich man.He hugged me. "Yeah, I had some business to attend to. It took more time than I'd expected." He explained.He'd been gone for days. "I'm glad you're home now." I told him. He studied my face. "How did your meeting with Hailey go?"He had not been able to reach out to ask. The day I'd gone to see Hailey was the same day he'd left for his business. He dealt in a lot of illegal stuff but I didn't care and was ready to support him with whatever he wanted. He hardly made calls whenever he was on his business trip so
It propelled us until I was naked and he was shirtless, only then did it occur to me...I pushed him away. "No! Not again. Never again."Ashamed of myself, how quick I was to melt into his arms at a mere kiss, I grabbed my sheets and covered my body. "Go away.""I swear I'm not leaving, Hailey.""What is wrong with you?! It's not like you want me! You want my children!""It was my mother's plan." The bulge in his pants was too obvious. Too distracting but I forced my eyes away and planted them on his face. "You think I'm stupid? You think I'm still...""Listen to me for once, Hailey. Please." He sounded exasperated and maybe there was a hint of desperation."I do not want to listen to any more of your...""Shut up, damnit!" He yelled.I jolted in shock, not expecting that deep, angry voice to be raised at me. I kept mute but fumed silently. He heaved a sigh, rubbing his face. "I'm sorry for raising my voice, I just want you to listen to me."I calmed but didn't relax. My mouth was p
My jaw tightened and teeth clenched when I walked in to find Jared trying to engage Zion who was sparingly giving him his attention. He was focusing all his attention on uncle Pete, wanting them to play together.Though Jared didn't seem mad or impatient, he stopped when he spotted me.I averted my gaze from his, focusing on uncle Pete. "What is he doing here?"But he ignored me, focusing on his interaction with Zion. "Son, let's go get you some ice cream. Are you in the mood for one?" "Yes. And new toys." Zion said, already harboring that excited gleam in his eyes. "Let's buy for Zaya too. She might wake up anytime and ask for hers. I don't want her fighting me for mine."I gaped at uncle Pete. We had never told him Zaya's condition. He only knew she was still in the hospital but not how she was. So how did he know?Uncle Pete understood my expression. "I told him." He clarified."Why? He's just a child." My voice was low and calm. Zion, like his sister, was smart and could detect
"Hello, Kazim." I answered the phone."Mommy, who's that? Is that daddy? Is he coming home? What is he saying? Can I talk to him?" Zion threw questions at me, temporarily abandoning his his soldier figure that was about to war with his batman figure."No, it's not daddy, honey." I pulled the phone away from my ear to whisper to him. I pressed the intercom on the wall of the playpen."Where are you, Kazim? Any update?" I continued with my call."Yes, ma'am. I'll text you the location and you'll come meet us." He said.I pulled the phone away from my ear for the second time when the door opened to reveal the person I'd summoned through the intercom."Yes, ma'am?" The young lady who was in her thirties stood before me.She was my son's new live-in nanny. I didn't want to have any because I didn't trust anyone but uncle Pete talked me into it plus I knew he was right.This election was drawing near, he neede