ABBY POVI yawned as I got up from the bed I looked around scrutinizing my new apartment I really need to do some arrangements and pack up I took of to start arranging I have an appointment to secure ****I finished arranging and ordered Chinese meal I ate and dash into the bathroom I took my bath and dressed up in a white short sleeved shirt and a black slip skirt. Glad that my baby bump is not out yet.I applied light make up. Satisfied with my look I took a black bag and head to the elevator****"Drop it over there" I ordered the delivery boy I ordered baby things."Thank you" I said giving him his fee He bowed and left.I sighed and slumped on the couch nearest to me. I'm so exhausted from work.I got a job in a hotel on a condition that I would stop once my baby bump becomes damn big. I have no choice than to accept it.I'm still scouting for other jobs though I walked into the kitchen, I groaned realising that I have not shopped for groceries and food stuffs.I guess I
ABBY POVI gathered my tools as I closed for the day.Then I remembered that Shreya invited me to her party. I power on my phone the battery is low i should have charged it since but it's too late, I need to leave for the party.★★I finished dressing up, picked up my tools and entered the elevator.I walked out as the elevator doors slid open. I hailed a taxi to the scheduled place, paid the fare and knocked on the big gate in front of the house.The house looked so big.The gate was open by a boy."Who and what are you looking for?" He asked."Uhm--i was invited by Shreya to her pool party" I answered."What poo--' "Yeah I invited her to my pool party" Shreya cut the cute boy."Welcome Abby" she grinned letting me in.I feel something is off here. Cos there are no people close to the pool and its almost time for the party to begin."That's the pool over there--my friends would be here soon, hurry up" she said.I took out my tools and began to work.I finished cleaning the pool and
GERALD POVI read through the file my private detective gave me. Shreya still hasn't gotten over Damian. I chuckled 'she can be an instrument' Damian, Shreya and I met 3 years ago at a bar, I had liked Shreya then but she was head of heel I love with Damian who I'm sure hadn't notice she liked him. Damian has always been getting the best things than me. I'm rich business man but not half way near Damian. We were rivals since 3 years ago up till now. "Thanks for the information you'll receive your pay soon" I told the private detective He smiled "thank you sir" and left """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""DAMIAN POV"Okay mom, I'll come over soon" I said to my mom on phone "Bye mom". I hanged the call and sighed.My mind drifts off to the Angel that captured my heart. I know I should get a detective to get me some tangible information on her but I have no clue about her not even her face. Besides i'on wanna cause a scene. 'I'm such a mess' """"""""""""""""""""""
ABBY POVI have been living with Mark and his family for about 8 months now. Mark has a wife and two lovely kids, his wife is so kind and adorable. Who would have known he was married? "Aunt Abby" Cyril, Celine and Mark's son ran to hug me still in his school uniform. "Hey big boy, how are you?" I asked smiling. "Fine thanks" he smiled too. "Your belly is bigger" he touched my baby bump. I beamed "Yeah it is. Where is mom and Joy?" "They on their wa-" "I'm here" Celine came in with Joy in her hand. "Welcome Lina" I hugged her. "Thanks" she smiled."I made dinner. You should eat after freshening up, I'll take care of the kids" "Oh my, thanks Abby you don't have to worry, I'll take care of them" "You don't have to worry" I turned to the kids "Joy, Cyril let's go freshen up kids!" "Yes aunt" they beamed.""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""AUTHOR POVCyril ran into Celine's room, she was dressing up. "Cyril what is it?. How can you run into my room without knocking? H
ABBY POVI walk back into the cafe disappointed. I was unhappy with myself, I should have told him who I was long ago.I ordered a loaf of chocolate bread this time. I settled down to eat on the same chair. Damian and co walked in with her her hand tugged inside his. I gripped the piece of bread in my hand. They bought whatever they needed and sat close to me. They chatted heartily, I even almost laughed with them. Then suddenly their topic changed, they were talking about their marriage..."Damian, I'd like you to wear an emerald suit for the wedding after party. I think I would wear an emerald gown too" she smiled resting her head on his shoulders, she was staring at me like she knew he has a child with me. Tears gathered in my eyes, I wiped it off quickly. He replied with 'mm', obviously not interested in the topic. She raised her head and kissed him, he kissed her back. I balled my hands in a fist. I heard clicking sound of camera, I guess the world knows about them. I
ABBY POVI quickly prepared breakfast and served Zion his. I wore him his cloth and school bag and primed up for work.I held Zion's hand in mine locking the door, I walked out glad that I didn't meet granny. Since I was not yet called upon for an interview, I walked fast to Zion's school so that I won't go late to work. I gave Zion his lunch box and turned heading to work. "Mom, Mrs Brie said you should accompany me to school today" Zion's cute voice halted me. I sighed "okay". I followed him in and noticed that the press were lurking around the school."Honey, is any influential person in your school today?" I asked him."Mom, I don't know what inflential mean" he said ignorantly. I mentally slapped myself for asking this little honey bunny such. I smiled "I understand"."This way mom" he lead the way. It was my first time entering into Zion's class. The class was looking okay, with children learning charts pasted on the wall. Their birthday calendar was pasted to the wall
AUTHOR POVNext day….Abigail woke up very early, she made breakfast and got Zion ready for school, she left the house and drop Zion at school before heading to her work.She got to the office with the name tag Damian, her boss office, she was about to knock when she found out the door was slightly open.She push the door and walked straight into the office, But she was dumbfounded when she saw a lady on her knees sucking the dick of her boss!Like what the hell!In the office, how irresponsible.Immediately Damian saw Abigail standing by the door dumbfounded, a smirk appeared on his face, it was as if he loved it. the lady in her knees was shocked when she noticed Abigail was watchingShe wanted to stand up but Damian held her down to continue, so she had no choice but continue.Abigail couldn’t stand the sight of it anymore, so she angrily left the office.“Oh yeesss… come on, suck it.” Damian grunt holding the lady in front of him tightly, while driving every inch of his cock into
ABBY POVI stared at him with an apology eyes but all I could see was him fuming in anger that when I knew I will definitely be fired!That is if he doesn’t lash on me before firing me!for a moment I saw something weird, it was a flash of burning flames, I blink my eyes and open it to see if I’m not seeing things, but the moment I open my eyes.His eyes were normalWait didn’t i just see his eyes turn into burning flame Just now or I’m I now seeing things I thought to myself I look at him, and notice he was moving closer to me, every step he takes forward or should I say towards me, I took two steps backwards.I kept on doing that, I was scared of what he would do to me once he got closer to me.I kept on moving backward until my back hit the wall, he stood in front of me, while he use his two hands to trap me to the wall so that I wouldn’t escape.Now I was trapped and I couldn’t do anything About it, he was too close to me, I could feel every of his breath on my skin.I held my b
ABIGAIL’s POVGuilt gnawed at me, its sharp claws tearing at my conscience. The memory of Damian’s pleading eyes haunted me, but every time I tried to focus on him, my thoughts drifted back to Bastian. The way he made me feel, the fire he ignited within me, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.I wandered aimlessly through the halls, lost in a fog of confusion and regret. But as the night wore on, guilt began to mingle with another, more primal feeling—a longing I couldn’t suppress. Bastian’s words echoed in my mind, challenging me, stirring something deep inside.Without fully understanding why, I found myself outside his door. My hand trembled as I reached for the handle, my heart pounding in my chest. I pushed it open and stepped inside, my resolve wavering.Bastian looked up from where he sat, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melted into a knowing smile. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?”I hesitated for a moment, then crossed the room in a few quick strides, my
Meanwhile, Damian paced the hallways of the house, his mind in turmoil. The confrontation with Abigail had left him shaken. He had hoped that bringing her and Zion back to the house would mend the rift between them, but Bastian’s brutal honesty had only widened it.Damian couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Abigail’s anger and hurt were palpable, and he knew he needed to find a way to make things right. He decided to check on her, hoping to find a moment of calm to talk things through.As he approached Bastian’s room, he heard muffled voices and his heart sank. He recognized Abigail’s voice, but the tone was different—soft, intimate. He pushed open the door slightly and his worst fears were confirmed.There, on Bastian’s bed, were Abigail and his brother, locked in a passionate embrace. The sight of them together sent a wave of rage and betrayal crashing over him. He wanted to storm in, to tear them apart, but he knew it would only make things worse.Damian backed awa
ABIGAIL POVI tried to pull away, but the fire in his eyes and the heat of his touch made it difficult. “Bastian, I can’t—”He silenced me with a kiss, his lips hungry and demanding. I struggled for a moment, my mind screaming that this was wrong, but my body betrayed me, responding to his touch.“Bastian, we can’t do this,” I whispered, breaking the kiss.He looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Why not? You deserve to feel good, Abigail. Let go, just this once.”I hesitated, torn between my loyalty to Damian and the burning need I felt. Bastian’s hands roamed my body, igniting a fire within me that I couldn’t extinguish.“Please, Abigail,” he murmured against my neck. “Let me make you forget, just for tonight.”The sound of his voice, the feel of his hands, it all became too much. My resolve crumbled, and I surrendered to the moment. Bastian lifted me onto the bed, his touch gentle yet insistent.As he undressed me, I felt a mix of guilt and anticipation. I knew this was wrong,
As the months passed, the wounds of betrayal began to heal, albeit slowly. Abigail and I worked tirelessly to rebuild our relationship, and though it was never easy, our love for each other and for Zion gave us the strength to persevere.Margaret, sensing that her influence over me had waned, became increasingly bitter and isolated. She no longer held the power she once did, and her attempts to come between us grew more desperate and transparent.One evening, as the sun set over our home, Abigail and I sat on the porch, watching Zion play in the yard. There was a sense of peace that had been missing for so long, and for the first time in months, I felt a glimmer of hope.“Damian,” Abigail said softly, her hand resting on mine. “I know we’ve been through so much, and I know that things will never be exactly the same. But I want you to know that I see the effort you’re making, and I appreciate it.”I turned to her, my heart swelling with gratitude. “Abigail, I love you more than anythin
The days that followed were a blur of guilt and despair. Abigail refused to speak to me, and Zion’s once-bright eyes were filled with confusion and hurt. The trust and love that had bound us together seemed irreparably damaged.Margaret, ever the opportunist, tried to seize the moment to draw me closer. But every touch, every whisper, only served to remind me of the betrayal I had committed.“Damian,” she purred one evening, her hand tracing circles on my chest. “We could be happy together. We could start anew.”I pushed her away, my voice filled with anger and regret. “This isn’t what I want, Margaret. I made a terrible mistake, and I need to fix it.”Her eyes flashed with anger. “Fix it? How? Abigail will never forgive you.”“Maybe not,” I said, standing up. “But I have to try. I love her and Zion more than anything. What happened between us was a mistake.”Margaret’s face twisted with rage. “You’re a fool, Damian. She’ll never take you back.”“Maybe,” I replied, my resolve hardenin
The weeks that followed our victory over the witches were tense. The fragile peace in our household was constantly under threat, and Margaret seemed to be at the center of it. Her presence was a constant reminder of the past and the dangers we still faced. But beneath her cold exterior, she harbored a burning desire—a desire for me that had never faded.One evening, as Abigail and Zion slept soundly, I found myself alone in the study, the weight of recent events heavy on my mind. The door creaked open, and Margaret stepped in, her eyes glinting with a predatory gaze.“Damian,” she said softly, her voice like velvet. “You seem troubled.”I looked up, my guard momentarily lowered. “Just thinking about everything that’s happened. The witches, the artifact, the danger we’re still in.”Margaret moved closer, her movements smooth and deliberate. “You carry so much on your shoulders. It’s not fair.”I sighed, rubbing my temples. “It’s my responsibility. I have to protect Abigail and Zion.”S
The journey back home was filled with a sense of triumph and exhaustion. We had accomplished what seemed impossible, but the cost had been high. Our alliance had grown stronger, forged in the fires of battle.When we finally reached home, Abigail and Zion ran out to greet us. Abigail’s eyes were filled with relief and pride as she hugged me tightly. “You did it.”“We all did,” I said, looking at our gathered allies. “We couldn’t have done it without everyone’s help.”Zion looked up at me, his eyes wide with admiration. “Daddy, are the bad witches gone?”I knelt down, ruffling his hair. “Yes, buddy. They’re gone. You’re safe now.”Bastian and Margaret joined us, their faces weary but satisfied. “We need to stay vigilant,” Bastian said. “The witches might be weakened, but they won’t give up.”“We’ll be ready,” Abigail said firmly. “We’ve proven that together, we can face anything.”As the days turned into weeks, life began to return to a semblance of normalcy. We continued to train and
As we approached the witches’ territory, the atmosphere grew heavy with dark energy. Shadows seemed to move on their own, and the air was thick with the scent of decay. We moved cautiously, every sense alert for the slightest hint of danger.“We’re close,” Margaret whispered, her eyes scanning the area. “The artifact is hidden in a cave beneath the witches’ stronghold.”Lucian nodded, his vampire senses honed to a razor’s edge. “I’ll scout ahead. Keep low and stay quiet.”He vanished into the shadows, his movements almost imperceptible. We waited, the tension in the air palpable. Moments later, Lucian reappeared, his expression grim.“There’s a patrol up ahead. Five witches, heavily armed,” he reported.“We’ll have to take them out quietly,” Bastian said, his voice low. “Any noise could alert the entire stronghold.”We moved forward, our steps silent on the forest floor. The patrol came into view, their dark robes blending with the shadows. Bastian signaled, and we split up, surroundi
DAMIAN POVThe next few weeks were a flurry of activity as we prepared for the inevitable return of the witches. Our home became a fortress, fortified with both physical and magical defenses. Bastian and I continued to train Abigail, pushing her to her limits to ensure she was ready for anything.Our alliance with the other supernatural factions grew stronger, each group bringing their unique strengths to our cause. Lucian and his vampires provided surveillance and intelligence, their nocturnal nature making them perfect for night patrols. Alaric and the werewolves patrolled the forest, their keen senses alert for any sign of the witches.Margaret worked tirelessly on strengthening the protective wards and researching new spells to counter the witches’ magic. Her knowledge and dedication were invaluable, and despite our rocky past, I found myself trusting her more each day.One evening, as we gathered around the fire, a sense of camaraderie filled the air. We had become a family of so