‘You deserve better…..’“If you didn’t want to marry me that much then you shouldn’t have”. I croaked. He shook his head.“Was I to go against my father?”. He asked me. “Was I to know that you would expect love and roses from a marriage of convenience?”. He was right, but I couldn’t blame myself, I was young and he was everything a girl could fantasize about, it wasn’t my fault if I couldn’t help how I fell about him. “My father was everything to me, and he wanted me to marry you, and so I did”. He said to me. I nodded. I understood that, and I understood that he had left the woman he truly loved to marry me, I understood that that was why he had been so cold and distant, but I could never understand why he would go as far as being unwell for so long and not telling anyone about it. “Was it serious?”. I asked him after a long moment of heated silence. I knew it had to have been serious to have kept him away for so long, I just wanted him to say it, I wanted him to confirm. “I do
In his dark and luxurious office, Calan sat going through some reports when his phone vibrated subtly, his gaze flickered to the device to find Micheal's name displayed on the screen. He could guess why Micheal was calling and so he didn't pick the call, he didn't want to talk about it. The ringing nearly came to an end when the door opened and Micheal barged in with Rita, his secretary following closely while telling him that he wanted no guests at the moment. Of course, he ignored hee and walked right up to Calan's desk. "Sir wait, please....". Rita pleaded. She could lose her job for this and she was more worried about that than the fact that the boss didn't want guests at the moment. Micheal spun around to face her, and the sharp look in his eyes had her breath hitching at once. She stood there staring at him being unable to utter a single word. "That's alright. Rita, you may leave". Calan spoke at once. She nodded quickly before turning around and hurrying out. And once th
The day had passed by slowly and agonizingly, I had spent all day waiting for Micheal to get back to me, and when I didn’t hear from him I decided to call and he didn’t answer my call, and it was then I decided to try to face my problem on my own. And the very second I heard the sound of the gate opening outside I knew that Calan was back, I immediately abandoned my spot on my bed and hurried out of my room. And as I hurried through the hallway and down the stairs I realized that I had indeed lost a lot of weight, I felt light on my feet, too light and faint. But that didn’t stop me from carrying on; I gripped the banister tightly to keep me from falling in case I tripped. I got downstairs in time to see him stepping in, and on seeing me his eyes widened ever so slightly, almost as though he hadn’t expected to see me. He glanced at his watch before his gaze flickered back to mine. “It’s late”. He said to me. I knew it was late. Something told me that he deliberately stayed out l
It was late when Micheal got home, it had become a habit for him to return so late since his feelings for Alexa became so very complicated, it had become so hard to face April, too hard even, and so, he had decided to simply not face her unless he really had to. True that he usually returned from the office late, but not late enough to keep him from returning home before she turned in from the night. As the president of the Greyman’s College it was safe to say that he had a lot to do, but he exaggerated it every now and then just so he didn’t have to come home and deal with April. He made his way to the stairs and his regal footsteps against the marble staircase was the only sounds that disturbed the silence that had settled over the house. He rubbed his temple wearily as walked, it had been a long day and all he wanted at the moment was to take a shower and go straight to bed. It wasn’t just that though, the fact that he had ignored Alexa’s calls had been bothering him all day,
Her bosom continued to heave heavily, and when he did nothing still, she felt humiliated and foolish for having spoken up in the first place. Saying nothing more, she made an attempt to push him and walk away but his hand immediately went around her waist to keep her from leaving and he crashed his lips onto hers. It happened all too quickly, one moment she was attempting to leave and the next she was in his arms and he was kissing her. His tongue ravaged every corner of her mouth and she found herself too stunned to respond, she stood there while he kissed her senseless. And then he backed away when she was extremely breathless. "You don't seem to want this". He said to her. She hadnt responded, and he had noticed. She couldn't describe how she felt at the moment, she couldn't tell him that just a thorough kiss from him already had wetness pooling between her legs. "I do". She said breathlessly. There was no shame in admitting that she wanted this, in admitting that she wanted
"Breathe April, breathe". He had said to her during the course of the night. But how was she to breathe at that moment? How was it to breathe when there was so much pain? She wanted to scream but failed yo find her voice, and all she could do was shut her eyes tightly as hér fingers clutched the silken sheets tightly. She felt him plant tender kisses on her head and one of his hand was secured around her midriff to keep her from moving too much. "It's alright". He said to her soothingly. His voice had never sounded deeper and more alluring, and she tried her best to focus on it and not the pain. "It..hurts so much". She said. Her voice was merely a whisper but he heard and he planted another lingering kiss on her head to soothe her. "It'll pass soon". He assured her. "You're doing so well, so very well". His words encouraged her and she was more determined to get over the pain. "Breathe". And she forced herself to breathe, a she dragged in a shuddering breath before letting
It was bright and early when Alexa heard a knock at the door, she got off her bed and made her way to the door, she unlocked it and cracked it open to find Mildred standing there. The older woman offered her a warm smile and the apologetic look in her eyes had her returning her smile. "Good morning ma'am". Mildred greeted. "Good morning Mildred". She responded resignedly. "Did you sleep well? I hope you're feeling better this morning". The older woman asked . And she nodded. She wasnt sure if she was actually feeling better, she just felt numb in a way. "Good to know". Mildred said. "Breakfast will be served by seven, your husband requests your presence at the dining room". Could she face him again? It had been so long since they had breakfast together and she knew things would undoubtedly be heated and awkward between them. Mildred saw the conflicted look in her eyes and she offered her a small smile. "You both have been through a lot, it's time to start making efforts to
Breakfast time had long passed by but we remained in the dining room, the dishes had been cleared and all that was left on the table were a small platter of fruits and a tray containing a jug of water and two cups. We hadn't exactly been talking, we had simply sat there quietly, and the silence surprisingly wasn't awkward, far from that, it was almost as though sitting there with him was what I had needed all this time. He hadn't been convinced that he wouldn't go to the office until he set aside his jacket, and tie, he remained with only his trousers and his spotless white shirt and it was only then i believed him. "I'd like to show you something, but i need you to promise me that you won't cry". He said to me all of a sudden. My gaze flickered to his at once and i was suddenly curious. "What is it?". I asked him. He shook his head. "Do i have your word, Alexa?". He asked me. And i forced myself to nod. Saying nothing more, he reached for his phone which was on the table, an
Alexa's POV I had called Sasha before leaving school but she hadn't picked up, and so i had decided to head back home knowing i could always call her or go to her apartment later on. I probably looked downcast as i sat in the living room staring blankly at the tv screen cause Mildred walked up to me looking slightly worried. "Is there a problem, Mildred?". I asked her. And she shook her head. "I was going to ask you the exact same thing". She said to me. "You look rather sad". Lately it was unusual to see me was, i was always happy or at ease since i was mostly with Calan. I wasn't worried about anything except my friends and my exams. I blew out a breath. "I'm fine". I told her. "I just have a thing or two on my mind". She offered me a warm smile. "That's understandable dear". She said to me. "But do talk to someone if something worries you, it's never good to keep it in". I nodded. "Thank you so much". I said to her. She smiled once more before turning around and walking a
Third person POV For some unknown reason, Alexa had woken up the next day feeling completely scared and unprepared for the exams. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she had been feeling too confident about the whole thing yesterday. What if she had been too confident? What if she ended up seeing question she just couldn't answer? She had even been unable to eat her break fast, she had lost her appetite and Calan had noticed. "What's the problem?". He asked her. "I dont know.....". She replied quietly. "I just dont feel prepared for the exams today". He arched a brow slightly. "You went over the whole course handout with Michael yesterday, correct?". He asked her. And she nodded. "And you understood what he taught you?". He asked. Shw nodded once more. "Then that's all that matters". He told her. "You've got this". She cleared her throat quietly. "What....what if i get confused?". She asked him. He shook his head. "Dont think about it now, dont worry about anything". He
Alexa's POv "Why do you look this way?". Calan asked me as he draped his arm around me for a hug which i hadn't known i had needed till now. He placed a lingering kiss on my head before rubbing my back soothingly. "I'm just so tired". I told him. "That's understandable. Did The lectures go well?". He asked me. And i nodded. After my talk with micheal i had felt better, and we had even gone over the last pages. I was all done now and i had never been more confident about writing an exam. "That's good to know*. He said Against my head. "It was worth it". I nodded once more. We were in the parking lot standing leaning against the car almost lazily while the cool evening's breeze blew softly. "I missed you". He told me. And i looked up at him while my cheeks heated up slowly. "I...i missed you too". I told him. "So much". We had spent yesterday indoors in each other's company, he had helped me study and all, and then later on we had lost ourselves in each other's embrace.
Alexa's Point of view How long had it been? Two hours? Three? More? I had lost track during the course of the lesson, and though i was actually understanding Micheal's lectures, i couldn't help but feel really exhausted. I leaned into my seat tiredly and let out a breath as i tried to focus on what he was saying. The fact that i had been sitting in the same spot for more than three hours now didnt help at all, my body felt stiff and almost numb, even my brain was beginning to protest. I hadn't thought he had meant it so much when he had said i wouldnt be leaving till he was convinced i was ready to approach tomorrow's questions. A small groan left me before i could stop myself, and his gaze flickered up to mine. He probably took in the sorry sight i made cause his eyes softened and he also leaned back into his seat. "Tired?". He asked me. And i nodded immediately. He heaved a sigh before rubbing his temple wearily. "Fair enough, we've been on it for some time now". He sa
Alexa's perspective Examinations had started and to say i was stressed out would be an understatement. All the days of skipping school and spacing out in classes where beginning to take their toll on me. I had decided to not leave immediately after i was done with my exam for the day, and so i found myself sitting in the library while trying my very best to go over some of the work Micheal had covered. I groaned almost exasperatedly. I had beenbat this for hours and i still wasn't getting it right, i was beginning to lose my mind now. I was even beginning to think i was losing my mind. The words on the pages were getting all jumbled up and my eyes were getting sore from having stared at the page for so long. I blew out a breath before shaking my head. I would find someone to explain it to me but of course, i had no one. Sasha and Raymond weren't taking the course and so they couldn't help me, and it truly would be embarrassing to me if i failed Micheal's course. My gaze snapped
Third person POV April woke up to the feel of Micheal's fingers combing through her hair tenderly. Her eyes fluttered open and she found him right where he had been before she had fallen asleep, and she took a moment to just stare at him, took a moment to realize that her stomach wasnt killing her anymore. "You're awake". He said to her. She nodded. "You stayed". She said quietly. "Of course". He replied. "Are you feeling better?". "Yeah. Thank you". She replied. He smiled. "That's good to know". He told her. "I was begining to lose my mind". And a faint smile curved her own lips. "I guess we had that in common". She said quietly. He combed his fingers through her hair once more. "Why dont you ever go to the hospital?". He asked her, he was rather serious now. "I hate hospitals". She replied simply. He shook his head. "I do not wish for a next time, but if there is to be one....we're going to the hospital". He told her. She shook her head. "There's no need". She to
Third person's POV How long had it been since she went upstairs? A few hours, and if she wasnt asleep then it was very unlike her to not have come to him. And so, Micheal had decided to go upstairs and check up on her. Of course he had been surprised to see her curled in the middle of the bed looking all disheveled and pained, even the sheets were disheveled. He had hurried to her at once and gathered her into his arms. "Hey". He said as he brushed her hair from her hair softly. "What's wrong?". For a moment he feared she was having an emotional breakdown or something, giving all that had been happening lately. And on seeing the tears streaming down her cheeks, he became even more alarmed. "Cramps". She told him quietly. His eyes widened slightly and he once again brushed her hair from her face. "What can i do to help?". He asked her. A shuddering breath left April and she held onto his arms tightly. She let the fraagrance of sandal wood soothe her. "Hold on to me...".
Third person's POV Cramps.... April had seen the cramps coming, she had known it would be a shitty day ahead. What she hadn't known however was that it would be painful and teary. After breakfast, she had gone up to her room to get some sleep while Micheal had retired to his study to tend to a thing or two. It had started out well, she had managed to numb her thoughts and had even managed to fall asleep. However, she had woken up to the a dull but rather disturbing pain in her stomach. She had assumed it wouldn't get worse, she had assumed it wouldn't intensify and cause her to break down completely. But soon enough she founs herself clutching her stomach while curling herself up in a ball on her bed as tears streaked down her cheeks again and again. It had actually been a while since she had experienced so much pain during her period, it took her back to her days in college. Days in which she'd lie and cry within the walls off her apartment; being a person who didn't have actu
Third person's pov April woke up to the all to familiar feeling of wet warmth pooling in her panties. Her eyes widened as all sleepiness left her. She hastily pushed the cover off her body and climbed out of bed hoping she hadnt made a mess on the sheets.....on Micheal's sheets. The dull light barely penetrating the curtains told her that the sun was just beginning to rise; it meant she had a long day ahead of her, a long day with cramps and moodswings, a long day of being aware of the fact that.....she wasn't pregnant. Micheal's eyes fluttered open slowly on hearing the rustling of silks as April quickly slid on the robe of her night dress. "April? Is there a problem?". He asked her while blinking a couple of times to get rid of the sleepiness. She spun around to face him at once. "I...i need to go to my room". She told him. "Sorry i woke you". He shook his head. "Why are you in such a hurry though?". He asked her. How could she not be in a hurry when she feel the blood no