As soon as the door closed, Anderson led Avery to the trolley. “Love…” Avery’s phone began to ring. She smiled apologetically and went to get it. Seeing it was Joyce, she forgot about their conversation from earlier, tapping the speaker button. The anxious voice forced its way through the speaker, “Avery, are you alright? I’m in your living room with Martin and the maids said, Anderson has instructed that no one should disturb both of you. Is it because of the divorce?”Avery reddened; her lips opened but she couldn’t utter a word when she saw Anderson’s disappointed gaze. How could she answer the phone when Joyce was already in their house? “Since you are downstairs, I will be there soon.” When he ended the call, Anderson didn’t hide the dismay in his tone and accused her immediately. “You forgot the rules?” Avery smiled sheepishly. How could it be her fault alone when Anderson had given her nothing to hope for, “I didn’t forget the rules but I thought it was over and couldn’t thi
Anderson sat on the bed, pulling Avery to sit on his lap. They had undressed each other, feeling the warmth of their naked skin against each other. His hot breath sent shivers down her spine when he nibbled on her earlobe, her back pressed against his hard chest while he held her waist firmly, pressing her to himself. His hard cock was pressed against her soft butt but he decided to tease her a little, “And you seem ready, don’t you think?” Avery shuddered from the sensations, cruising through her body, grinding herself against his hardness, her voice heavy with desire for him to plunge inside her wet hole, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re wasting time,” she moaned and said. Anderson’s erection was becoming unbearably painful from the seductions of his little wife, his breath hitched.“God knows that I love you so much,” he chuckled and began to suck the crook of her neck, brushing her hair to one side with his fingers, whiles his other hand slid down the entrance of her wal
All the guests, friends, colleagues, and loved ones waited anxiously for Avery's reaction. The well-decorated hall with all the food and drinks didn't look attractive anymore, as Avery looked as if she was in a daze. The silence was interrupted by a roar of excited laughter. Avery felt like she just heard the dumbest thing ever and couldn't stop laughing. The sweet sound of her laughter was hitting Anderson in the chest like a hammer. He couldn’t guess what she was thinking at the moment.Avery looked Trent in the eyes and asked mockingly, "What makes you think that I, Avery Crown, will believe anything coming out of your malicious mouth, Trent Baker?”Trent was stunned and his face dulled. Avery looked prettier and more confident every time he saw her. Sadly, she wasn't his anymore, and even when he had forced himself to accept the painful truth, he still wanted her but Anderson was rather saddened with the understanding settling in. Avery trusted him so much and didn't believe wha
Anderson thought it was going to be painful to recollect everything but there wasn’t pain as unbearable as not sharing a room with his cute little wife for six months. It was better to explain everything to incur her anger and apologize, or gain her sympathy and be forgiven. Avery sat on the bed and he sat beside her but there was no bodily contact. Both couples looked ahead at the large artistic wall frame opposite when Anderson began to tell his story.“I went to the same high school and college as Trent and Martin. Among us three, I was always the first, Trent second, and Martin third. Trent was never my friend and tried to be better but he was always second no matter how hard he tried. His father’s wealth was in billions and mine was in trillions. I seemed to be ahead of him in every way before I heard rumors that he made a promise to his father to be the first in all subjects and I seemed to be his only standing block.”“In college, it was the same. Just like
Anderson wasn't pleased with her question. It meant that she didn't know him as he'd expected, discerning the insecurity in her tone. He turned to face her and said, "Look at me, Love,”Avery turned and gazed in his direction, her heart throbbed when she saw the disenchanted look in his eyes. His words explained it.“Love, do you think that I'll leave you for a woman who left me for another man? I don't care whether Bernice is dead or alive, and to tell you honestly, nothing between us changes if she comes back to me, which I seriously doubt."He didn't know what happened between Bernice and Trent but if Trent had moved on with Avery, then perhaps it didn't end well. Anderson didn't attempt to touch Avery or anything but his gaze spoke volumes.For as long as he was concerned, Bernice being alive or not was none of his business but he was curious to know exactly what had happened between her and Trent. Whereas Avery felt misunderstood.“B
Avery’s eyes watered when she saw the man curled into a ball in front of the door. Never had she imagined that a man like him, born into luxury, would indeed sleep on the cold floor. When she lowered herself and her hand met his exposed shoulder, he was too cold to the touch. “Honey please, why did you do this?” She cried and immediately tried to lift him from the floor, which seemed impossible as a result of his weight, which was more than hers. She should call the maids but why should she? It would be so embarrassing. She used all her strength but could only lift his shoulder. Anderson’s eyes opened blearily, his lips stretching to accommodate the smile nudging him from inside. Suddenly, he frowned, slightly dazed. When did he get inside the room and why was he holding her? Now his sentence was going to be increased, he was afraid. “Love, are you going to increase my punishment? I didn’t mean to touch you,” he pouted and spoke like a little kid. It was funny and Avery wanted to la
“Love, did you make this porridge yourself?” Anderson was trying to distract Avery from whatever she must have heard him say over the phone but Avery had already seen through him. He stared at the steaming porridge whiles Avery stared at his face keenly, “Yes, but you haven’t answered my question.” Anderson stiffened slightly but didn’t stop the pretense. “What question? This looks delicious,” he picked up the spoon, scooped the porridge, and blew over it a little before emptying it elegantly in his mouth and nodding his head in appreciation. It was perfectly done. Avery’s eyes were on his every move and she shook her head rhythmically, “Get what done? Who were you talking to anyway?” She sat beside him on the bed and asked. Anderson ate slowly whiles he responded, “I was talking to Martin concerning a few things in the office.” Avery felt that he was acting strange but didn’t accuse him directly. She had heard a few things and would have stayed in front of the door to hear more
It was an emergency party at an exclusive location but the turn-up was great. There were at least sixty men when Anderson had expected twenty. The room wasn’t too big, with different colors of LED lights blending in. Assorted alcoholic drinks of all kinds were on display with only male waiters allowed, the whole event being all male. There were a few sofas with bar stools around the bar showcasing all kinds of drinks. The music was loud and some of the men were already dancing and dissolving into the party mood. Good thing tomorrow was also a weekend so they could still have a lot of time to rest even if they got wasted. Martin arrived earlier, enjoying a glass of Martini before Anderson walked in. Martin went to meet him immediately and they welcomed their former classmates together. Everything seemed like an old-school reunion with a blend of friends from high school and some from college. Some were colleagues from high school who had also been to the same coll
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A week passed. Ace would drop Rebecca at school and wait till her lectures were over. Then he would take her to the hotel. The detective sent the information he was looking for and it was confirmed that Rose was still alive and everything had been set up. Carlos had eyes on Rebecca’s family’s wealth and was also obsessed with her beauty. Ace ordered Carlos’s sister to be brought from wherever she was, which took two days since she was vacationing in Hawaii. The detective suggested that he’d be around when the questioning was done and also suggested that Rebecca returns to the apartment to help them to arrest Carlos. As expected, two hours after Rebecca returned to the apartment, Carlos and a group of guys were headed that way. As soon as they entered Rebecca’s room without knocking, the detective, and a few policemen, made their way there. “It seems to me that you like the hard way, Rebecca,” Carlos said when he entered her room. Rebecca was busy on her laptop when they barged in. S
“You can’t do this. I said that no sex before marriage,” Rebecca said firmly, while Carlos dragged her to the door of her apartment. She was upset with the stupid request, looking for a way to escape this captivity she brought upon herself. “I agreed to that but what about kissing?” Carlos argued. He needed some intimacy, some kind of assurance from her. That would make him believe that she had indeed broken up with Ace but Rebecca was not ready to give in. “Please don’t do this. I’m not ready.” “Just open the door,” Carlos ordered, annoyed. Rebecca’s hand shook and the keys fell. Carlos knew that she was doing it intentionally. “Do you want me to tell everyone what you did?” He threatened her. She stiffened but quickly regained herself. “No.” She quickly picked up the key and unlocked the door but just before pushing it open, a strong force grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. His soothing cologne scent brought her so much comfort. Ace spoke to Carlos’s hearing, saying,
“Autumn, can you take care of the company for a month? There is something I need to take care of,” Ace walked into Autumn’s office and spoke.Autumn’s brows knitted, and she massaged her nape slowly, she responded saying, “I can. But I won’t, and you know why.” “I know that you are getting married soon. I will make sure that I finish everything way before then, I promise,” Ace soothingly said but Autumn shook her head. “That is not my reason and you know that mum and dad are among the board members, accessing our performance. Tell me what you are going to do or I won’t cover up for you,” She said solemnly sipping a cup of coffee. Ace went to hug her from behind, saying sadly, “Rebecca broke up with me.” Autumn froze and picked up her phone. “What? Let me call her.” Ace snatched the phone from her, straightened himself, and said, “No. Don’t. I suspect something and I need time to handle it so please trust me on this,” he pleaded. Autumn thought for a while and said, “If it's for
Another ten years passed. It was Ace and Autumn’s graduation ceremony. Everyone was happy except Rebecca. Ace has been there for her at all times and she began to feel the emptiness. Autumn has been her best friend, aside from being family friends and she wondered how she was going to cope without these two. They were two years ahead of her and she always feared this time of loneliness, which came too soon since they lived in apartments. Rebecca had shared the room with Autumn and Ace visited frequently. “I promise to visit you every weekend,” Ace said solemnly. This was not the first time Rebecca saw him in a suit but today, he looked breathtaking. It was no wonder that all the girls swooned over him but Rebecca had always prodded herself over the fact that Ace only had eyes for her. He made his intentions known but aside from a hug, and a peck here and there, they never got intimate. Ace brought out a ring and slipped it on her finger. “I promise to marry you after you graduate fr
A month earlier Anderson had returned from dropping Avery off at school. As soon as he sat on his seat, his intercom rang. He pressed the answer button, putting it on speaker mode. “Liana.” “Mr. Crown, Mr. Trent Baker is here to see you,” Liana said from the end of the line. Anderson’s browns creased, imagining the reason for this visit. After a pause, he said, “let him in.” Trent walked into the office and Anderson offered him a seat. “How may I help you, Trent?” Anderson asked with indifference, not bothering to offer Trent anything. It was not as if they were friends. “It’s about Bernice.” Anderson stiffened slightly. For a while, he has forced himself to ignore some intermittent sadness in Avery which she would not speak about. He already knew it was because of Bernice and never forced it out of Avery. Now he was wondering what was Trent’s catch in all this as well but somehow, he also did not want anything to change his mind, thereby responding coldly,“I don’t want to talk
Avery was in her second trimester and her energy level was at its peak. She dragged Anderson to shop with her at the Crowns maternity and kids store. A week ago, Anderson had ordered her enough maternity clothes to last her till the twins were born. He would drop her at school, and wait for at least ten minutes until she sent him a text message that she was in class. He would also arrive twenty minutes earlier to pick her up after school. When Anderson thought it to be too much, he would excuse her from work to rest a day or two. Susan supported them greatly, ensuring that Avery ate highly nutritious foods and took her vitamins. Avery was gradually happy but still, anytime she remembered Yvonne, she felt saddened, hoping that amnesty would find her within a few years or a miracle would happen to reduce her sentence since Anderson had forbidden her from talking about it. The doctors confirmed her pregnancy to be healthy with no signs of complications, which was a great comfort, knowi
Two months later Anderson went with Avery to the court to witness the judgment against Yvonne. They were surprised to see Trent there but he was in the company of a petite woman with brunette hair like Avery’s but the facial features were different. The woman looked very innocent like Avery’s early years in college. Seemed like Trent could not forget Avery and had to use someone with similar body features to help in that phase. For the past two months, the court battles were ongoing. Yvonne’s friends whom she had helped before, joined hands to help her with a good lawyer but the lawyer explained in simple terms that she would not win this case, looking at all the evidence brought out against her. The only thing they could do was to find ways of reducing the jail terms thereby appealing to the court that Bernice was not aware of Avery’s pregnancy so the judgment of assaulting a pregnant woman was reduced. Yvonne also pleaded that her intention was not to hurt or shoot Avery with the g
“Yes. I am pressing charges for attempted murder, assault on a pregnant woman, and like you said, illegal possession of arms,” Anderson listed the crimes that should send Yvonne away for at least twenty years. By the time she was out, she would hopefully learn her lessons. “It seems she will spend a long time behind bars. I had her chained to the bed and as soon as she recovers, we shall begin to process her to court. I already spoke to Liam and will be going to meet him from here. What about the man in the video?” The detective asked again. “Yes, I am pressing charges against him too. He almost ruined my wife’s reputation and he has to pay. Let Liam handle the rest. I have to take care of my wife,” Anderson said solemnly. “All right. If we need any further information, we will contact you and even speak directly to your wife. The video is clear evidence but we might just need more,” the detective said. “I don’t have a problem with that,” Anderson agreed, just before Martin and Joy