And so it begins…
“Jace, I have to cancel lunch. Mr. Bennet promised to bring Marcus to the Eiffel Tower, and the kid is insistent we do it today.” Regina called Jason to inform him of the bad news, and it was getting difficult to convince him she knew nothing of Owen’s plans. “No, his parents won’t be here. Raffy and Maggie are going out on a date around the city, which is why I volunteered to watch him.” Regina sighed. She had never encountered Jason to be this difficult before, but she could understand why he was acting this way. Owen made him jealous, and now that she knew he was real, it was hard for him to accept that she called out another man’s name in the throes of passion. So she compromised and invited him to their outing, even though she knew Jason and Owen did not get along. “I’m surprised you do not have any plans at all today. Is your friend okay for you to ditch him today? Well, we’re leaving in an hour, so we’ll see you downstairs, then.” After her phone call, Regina looked around a
“Aunt Reggie, let’s go already. What are we waiting for?” Marcus kicked the curb after asking for the 10th time in the last couple of minutes. Owen was standing a few feet away, talking to someone on the phone. “I’m sorry, there was an accident,” Jason moved to kiss Regina, but Marcus protested. “Let’s go. Stop kissing.” Jason laughed but still did it, anyway. “Aunt Reggie, why does everyone want to kiss you?” “Everyone?” Jason asked, looking at Regina. “Don’t bother with him.” She said to Jason while covering Marcus’ mouth. “He’s a kid. He says all kinds of stuff.” “Are we ready?” Owen just finished his phone call and opened the door for Marcus and Regina. “Uncle Owen, sit beside me,” Marcus requested, so Regina had to sit behind the driver before buckling Marcus in the car seat, thus forcing Jason to sit in the front. “You’re so bossy, you know that?” She said, while tickling his side. “I’m not bossy. Uncle Owen, help.” Marcus giggled as he reached out for Owen to save him.
“Aunt Reggie, I have something to tell you,” Marcus whispered.“What is it, baby?” she asked, as Marcus pulled her neck close. Owen was still carrying him, so when their bodies touched, it gave Regina a tingly feeling.“Uncle Owen said he loves you. Do you love him back?” He whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.“He did, didn’t he?” she blushed while sneaking a glance at Owen and shaking her head.“Uncle Owen is very naughty like you. Stirring up trouble. Come down and let us visit with the birds again. I hear them calling your name.”Marcus scrambled from Owen’s hold, excited about the pigeons.“We’ll be back,” she said to Jason, uncertain how to handle the situation. “Antonio and Mariana. It was nice meeting you both.”“Aunt Reggie, let’s go.” Marcus pulled at her hand, making her bump into Owen, adding to her embarrassment.“Watch out, mon amour.” Owen said, as he caught Regina before she fell. “Sorry, this kid is too much sometimes,” she said awkwardly, while following her
Later that evening, after everyone had gone to bed, Regina snuck up to the rooftop garden ahead of Owen to explore. She was baffled as to why the place felt so familiar.During their initial visit to Paris, Owen showed her the rooftop garden to show off his idea of keeping the place free from noise despite being in the middle of the city.And as Regina wandered around, she could hear the cicadas singing to attract their mate.“Regina, are you here?” Owen asked aloud. The whole place felt magical, with the solar lights illuminating the paths and globe lighting scattered among the bushes, bright enough to light up some sections, but dim enough to set the mood and offer privacy.“I’m here,” she replied, pushing her body off the wall that gave her a view of France at night.Owen did not see her, as she was hidden by the shadows cast by some of the plants surrounding her.“I love how you decorated this place.” She said while walking toward Owen. “It feels very enchanting up here. Even thou
Regina ran to her room and hid there for the rest of the night, locking the bathroom door that adjoined their suites, afraid that Owen would use it to gain access to her room. She played back the scenes in her head. The images were vivid, the feelings so real that being with Owen was not just a dream anymore. She initiated the kiss to see into her memories, and it gave her more than she asked for. As she slowly kissed Owen and closed her eyes, the past showed her a memory on another outdoor patio, much like where they were. She had woken up in the middle of the night and couldn’t get back to bed. So she walked out to the warm summer night in her black silky lingerie edged with lace that felt like a whisper on her skin, cooling her instantly. Regina loved this time of the night when the world grew quiet, allowing her to think clearly. To chase the memory, she kept kissing Owen. Regina smacked her head when she remembered transferring to his lap to get closer. She did it because t
Regina listened to the sound of the shower in her bedroom as an indication that Owen was not in the living room. Now that she figured out they were lovers, and saw him naked every time she closed her eyes, there was no way she could face him. She just wanted to avoid uncomfortable interactions between them until she could school her thoughts and tone down the images popping into her head. “Breakfast?” Owen asked from the stove as she went straight for the coffeemaker, oblivious of the people around her, thinking it was just Raffy on the stove. “Ahh!” she squealed upon hearing his voice. “I thought you were in the shower. How are you here?” “Did you watch me while I took a bath?” “No, you perv. I heard the water running, so I assumed you were in there.” “Oh, so you’ve been avoiding me again?” “I kept the water running in the bathtub so you can have a soak later to relax your muscles if you wanted.” “Thanks…” Regina returned to the coffeemaker, planning her escape when she fel
“Are you up to taking a quick trip? I have something I want to show you.”Regina looked at her watch and saw that it was still early. “Sure, let me tell Raf we’ll be late getting back, so they don’t worry.”Regina’s heart stuck in her throat as her eyes locked with Owen’s. He was standing near the car, and suddenly, she could see a clear image of him wearing a suit for their first date.Then, when she looked down, the flowery blue top and dark jeans she wore had been replaced with a black, lacy, almost see-through dress with black high heels.Disoriented, she almost tripped, but Owen was right there to catch her. “Are you okay?”“I saw a memory of you and me going on a date.”“Are your memories coming back?”“No. It’s just that moment. And we were right here.” Regina looked up, and Owen had an almost pained expression on his face.“Come, let me show you my surprise, then we can talk about us.”Regina hesitated. What he said made the situation sound so final, as if a tremendous secret
“I had a wonderful time tonight, Owen. Thank you for being kind to my family and bringing them here when I needed them the most.” “My pleasure, mademoiselle,” he reached out to kiss the hand he held. “How did you know? To come?” “You sent me a letter with instructions to find you and make you remember. There are parts of that letter you need to know. You can read it whenever you are ready.” “I trust you, Owen. You’ll know to tell me when I’m ready.” Regina kisses him tenderly. “I have missed you so, mon amour. I am glad that you remembered me.” Owen caresses her cheeks, and his eyes roam over her face as if memorizing every mark on her face. “I will always remember you, Owen.” Regina sandwiches his face between hands and closes her eyes before touching their lips closer. “Always,” she says, as Owen wraps his arms around her in a sweet embrace. “Owen, I don’t want tonight to end.” “Neither do I.” “But I don’t know if I’m ready to have sex yet.” “Then we don’t need to.” “I kn
“Regina, are you okay?” Arthur’s softer voice asked from the other side, and she looked up as she wiped her tears away. “I need to tell you something before he comes back. I drugged you the entire time you were with Jacob because he wanted you to cry and scream when he raped you, but he wouldn’t touch a sleeping body. He said it felt like he was fucking the dead. So I made you sleep.” “You what?” “I drugged you, so he couldn’t do anything to you. All the things he told you were lies. None of them happened.” “You did that for me?” she asked, confused about whom to believe. Was this version of Arthur telling the truth, or was it also another lie? “I couldn’t bear the thought that I stood by and watched while he harmed you.” “Why?” “I always loved you, Regina. I always will,” Arthur said before his face changed again. “That stupid shit. What did he tell you?” Armed with the knowledge that nothing happened between them, Regina stood to taunt Jacob. She wanted to get to the bottom o
“I wanted to see.”“And there’s a reason I told you no.”“Babe…”“That guy left me for dead, Regina. Would you like to see a picture of that?”“Yes. I want to understand why a man with a face so kind could be so horrible.”“I will show you the footage from the precinct and how they found out Arthur’s mental illness.” Owen sighed, knowing that keeping the truth from Regina would just give her more reason to sneak around. “Then will you come to bed and forget about this?” She nodded as Owen retrieved a file from his computer and showed her a video of Arthur arguing with himself at the precinct. He was fighting with himself as if there were two people instead of one, and Regina felt unnerved. “The doctors said Jacob was too traumatized by Arthur’s loss that he erased the fact that he was dead. In his grief, he developed the Arthur persona, who was kind and smart, just like the actual person. It was a form of coping mechanism.”“Where is he now?”“In the psychiatric hospital inside the
“YOU KILLED ARTHUR! YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE HAPPY!” It said before images began appearing on the screen. Regina was frozen and horrified because of the text, she was trying to figure out what the images were but Owen closed the lid before she did.“Don’t touch the computer. It was just a virus. I have a friend who can clean this for you.“Who would send such a horrific message? And what is that message about Arthur? Is he dead?”“Yes, no. It’s a long story. Don’t worry about it.” He said as he moved the laptop to his desk.“Don’t lie to me, Owen.” Regina stood up to face him. “We said no secrets. What was that about? And why is there a naked woman on my screen?”“Did you have an affair and not tell me, because gods help me, I am not taking this crap from you.”“No babe, I wouldn’t do that to you. You have to sit while I tell you what that was about.”“I can’t sit. My blood is boiling right now.”“Okay, let’s go to the kitchen, get a glass of water for both of us while I collect my tho
“Dad, thank you for giving me the extended leave. France has inspired me a lot with my artistic side. Did you see my paintings?”“Yeah, I have a few of them put up in the hospital and around the house already. Is that what you want to do now? Paint?”“Oh no, that’s just my side hobby. I was inspired by the nursing home in France and wanted to build a non-profit nursing home as a branch of our hospital.”“That sounds like a good idea. I think someone suggested that before and we just didn’t have time to look into it. Talk to the project manager so we can get this started. Which wing do you want it in?”“Well, that’s the thing. I want it to be separate from the hospital, in a more scenic setting so we can usher the old people to rest peacefully. I don’t want them to feel like they’re in the hospital all the time.”“Are you willing to put in work for this project? This will be a lot of work, starting with finding available properties. You can’t just quit mid-way because it’s too hard.”R
“What are you telling them?”“Don’t worry about it, sweetie. I have everything in control.” He said confidently as they walked to his mother’s room.“Mom? Are you awake?” Owen asked. Myles was reading her a book Regina sent from France, and the scenes were getting steamy, so he was glad that his mother’s attention got diverted to the guests. “Look who’s here?”He stepped aside, and Regina softly exclaimed, “Surprise!”Mrs. Bennet stared at Regina, wondering who she was, and then it clicked. “Mandy? Oh, I’m glad you’ve come. I’ve missed you so.” She grew emotional as Regina sat on the bed and hugged her.“So did I Mrs. Bennet. I am glad to see that you are better.” Regina touched her forehead to get the temperature and her wrist to check how fast her pulse rate was.“Oh, it was nothing. They just worry too much. Now I’m in the hospital when all I want to do is see that dog.” Bella had been constant in her life, and like Regina, not having seen her for a few days, threw everything out o
News of Owen’s mystery woman spread throughout the nation as pictures of the couple were shared across every website on the internet. “Owen, what are we going to do? Can we hire someone to delete the pictures?” Regina asked as the car sped away. He smirked, “No.” “No? But your reputation?” “I’m a single man in a relationship with a beautiful woman, so I don’t care about the pictures.” “But the paparazzi, they’ll know.” “We’re not hiding our relationship, my love. Unless you want to.” “I don’t.” “I know you don’t want your face in the media, so we won’t tell them who you are. Let them find out on their own.” “I don’t care if they find out. I’m through hiding. It didn’t do me any good, anyway. I kept lying to people I really liked. I just hope they could forgive me,” she said, leaning back into the seat, more relaxed. “Well then, that’s settled,” Owen smiled and leaned over to nuzzle her ear. “You know they’ll be at my apartment waiting. What do you say we go to yours and lock
Regina asked how they all knew each other, and the three men regaled her with stories of when they met while re-constructing the apartment she was staying in.“So I have a question. If Owen owns the complex, then why do I have a small apartment?”Caelan and François both laughed and teased Owen.“Well, I didn’t want you to get suspicious about paying such a small price for an enormous apartment, so we gave you the smallest unit. It was Caelan’s place.”“Aww…” Regina looked at Caelan, “You gave it up for me? I’m sorry if I brought in mismatched furniture in there.”“Don’t feel sorry for him. He got a bigger apartment out of the deal, so he’s happy about that.” Owen butted in, and Regina laughed.“I don’t mind how you decorated the place. I like it and will keep most of the furniture,” Caelan replied.“So I heard Owen hired you to follow me around and disrupt my dates with Jason. Is that true?”“Well—I—He—Yes, it’s true,” Caelan could not defend himself, so he admitted the truth.“So th
The sun was peeking through the horizon by the time the couple fell asleep, satiated and full of love. Neither wanted to sleep lest everything was just a dream. Regina woke up first, staring at the sleeping man beside her, waiting for him to awaken. “What are you doing?” Owen asked, his voice husky from sleep.She blushed that she got caught running her finger down his chest, tracing the lines of his abdomen. “Waking you. Did it work?”“It did.” He grabbed her waist, pulling her toward him. He hooked his legs around hers and kissed her neck. “I missed you so much that when you stopped sending me messages, it made me go crazy.”“I’m sorry. I was so ashamed about what happened that I did not know how to handle the situation. How could I not know anything about my body?”“There were a lot of things happening during that time. Stop blaming yourself. We’re here now, where we should be. Just don’t shut me out again.”“I promise I won’t.” Owen nibbled her neck, and her body came alive. “W
“I had a baby—”“I know.”Regina scrunched her brows in shock. “But I never told you. The diary said you didn’t know.”“The baby was ours,” he said, holding her gaze. If her mouth wasn’t hanging open before, it was now.“How—”“How did I know? I have the same tracker app you do, and they were synched together so I could watch your cycle. I wanted to know when it would be safe because we were having unprotected sex. We needed to take extra precautions to prevent having an accident.”“But we still did.”“It doesn’t make a difference. I still love you.” “You knew, and you didn’t tell me?”“I was waiting for you to share your troubles, so I gave you the space you needed, but you just distanced yourself from me. I didn’t want to nag you because you’ve been through so much already. So I waited.”“The diary said I couldn’t tell you because I felt guilty.”“I know.”“But I didn’t tell you…”“You said it in the letter that you sent me.”“The letter that you keep talking about?”“Yes, do you w