Mystique groaned as the morning sun pierced her eyes through the curtains, making it difficult to sleep peacefully. Turning on her side, she put the covers over her bare shoulders as a wandering smile took over her features. She couldn't remember the last time she slept this undisturbed with no nightmares.
Deciding that she wasn't gonna sleep any longer, Mystique turned again, facing the ceiling as she slowly fluttered her eyes opened, only to come face to face with unfamiliarity. She stared blankly at the white ceiling as she tried to process what just happened but only succeed in inviting a headache as a painful moan left her mouth.
She slowly sat upright, bringing a hand up to massage her pounding temple. Suddenly, her orbs went wide as flashbacks of the previous night's events came rushing back to her head. With a panic gasp, she held the bedsheets higher to her naked chest, her back hitting the bedstand as another painful groan came out. She could feel her back and butt burning like they were being cooked over a fire.
She bought her hand over her mouth as she tried to suppress a sob. How stupid was she giving herself to a stranger, how could she engage in a one-night stand?
She felt so cheap and dirty and what made it worse, the stranger just left after having so many rounds with her last night, if Mystique hadn't passed out, the stranger whom she had no idea what his damn name was would never have stopped. He was thrusting into her like a heartless beast. But what surprised Mystique more was that she enjoyed every minute of their session.
Mystique, Mystique, how could you be so stupid!!
She cursed as she took deep breaths to calm her poor self down. Then she had a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" She asked aloud as she quickly got out of bed, ignoring her aching body.
"Room service!" A female voice replied.
So, they were in a hotel. How horrible! She felt like a prostitute!
Picking up her clothes from the floor, she didn't bother going to the bathroom or taking a shower as she hurriedly put them on also grabbing her glasses.
May heavy thunderstrike the next person that would drag her to a fucking bar!!
The knock came again but at the same time, Mystique held it open as she immediately rushed out, ignoring the greetings of the girl.
Reaching the elevator, she climbed in but at the same time, her phone rang. Taking it out of her pocket, she saw that it was Bell. She pressed the answer button and bought it up to her ear, only to come to encounter the shouting voice of her friend.
"Stop yelling Belle," she said into the phone, rubbing her temple as she tried to calm the pounding headache, also putting on her glasses.
The pleasure was over, now it was time for the pain!
Having a hangover in the morning was one of the reasons why she hated drinking, now she was facing the consequences of her actions.
"Wherever you are, rush to the hospital" Bell sounded worried. Mystique felt her heart skipping painful beats.
"Hos- hospital?" She stammered.
"Your uncle was admitted!"
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Reaching the general hospital, Mystique rushed in as she ran towards the receptionist and she was led to the waiting room where she found Bell. "Where is Uncle? What happened to him?" Mystique pinned her with questions as soon as. Her voice lashed with panic, worry, and fear.
Bell placed her hand on Mystique's shoulders encouragingly. "I- I don't know what happened. When I couldn't find you last night, I thought you must have gone back home, so this morning, I went over to your place to find your uncle passed out on the floor" Bell explained, gaining a gasp from the other, who bought her hands over her face, suppressing a scream of frustration.
This was all her fault, she shouldn't have trusted her uncle to take care of himself. None of this would have happened if she hadn't drunk that glass of wine, leaving and having sex the whole night with a stranger.
Oh my God, what am I gonna do!'
Mystique moved to the wall as she pressed her forehead against it, harsh breathes leaving her mouth. She would never forgive herself if anything happens to Uncle!
"Misty, Take control of yourself. Nothing is guaranteed yet." Bell said.
Mystique turned sharply to Bell, tears raining down her perfect face like a fountain. "Belle, I have no one. He is the only family I have left. What am I gonna do if something bad happens to him? I would never be able to forgive myself"
"Nothing bad is gonna happen to him. You will get through this Misty. Just have some little faith" Bell assured her but that did not lessen her worries, they only increased.
Soon enough, the doctor came out and Mystique immediately rushed over to him, nearly knocking over the man, invaliding his personal space. Bell pulled her back a little from the doctor.
"Am sorry but how is my Uncle. Is he alright?" Mystique questioned in one breath, staring teary at the Doctor, who sighed.
"Come, we will discuss this in my office," the doctor said as he went ahead and the girls immediately ran after him as they made their way to his office.
"What is wrong with my uncle. Why did he suddenly faint?" Mystique questioned as soon as they entered the office and had settled themselves on the chairs.
"Your Uncle is suffering from
Sudden cardiac death (SCD)" The Doctor said and Mystique nearly had a heart attack of her own. She thought her uncle was suffering from cancer which was being treated but they had to stop giving him medication because they could no longer afford it.
"Like a heart attack?" Bell questioned confusedly.
"Sudden cardiac arrest is not a heart attack but can occur during a heart attack. In contrast, sudden cardiac arrest occurs when the electrical system to the heart malfunctions and suddenly becomes very irregular. The heart beats dangerously fast. The ventricles may flutter or quickly, and blood is not delivered to the body. In the first few minutes, the greatest concern is that blood flow to the brain will be reduced so drastically that a person will lose consciousness" the doctor explained.
"Please, save my Uncle. He is all I have left" Mystique's voice shook as she stared at the Doctor pleasingly.
"Luckily, we can still suppress cancer from spreading to his lungs but a surgery needs to be conducted very fast"
"How much is needed for the operation?" Bell questioned since Mystique was sobbing.
"You should go to the receptionist, she would give you the bill" the doctor replied dismissing them. "But remember, we can only start with the surgery when the money is paid"
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The more she stared at the bill, the more her pupils grew wider, then slowly her eyes started to water again. "Belle, where am I going to get such amount of money," she asked slowly as if her voice was slowly leaving her.
Belle scratched the back of his head. "Misty, even if I sell everything in our house and gather all my savings, I would never be able to get such amount of money" She stopped when she saw her friend, who looked like she was going to faint any time soon. "But don't worry, nothing is going to happen to your uncle, he is a strong man. Am sure he will be able to hold on till we can gather the money" Bell assured her with an encouraging smile.
"You think so?"
Bell nodded her head. "I know so" she then moved closer to Mystique's ear and whispered. "I have been meaning to tell you that you seriously need a shower, you stink of coition"
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Mystique sighed as she stared at her bear reflection on the mirror in her bathroom. The stranger did not pity her poor delicate body as signs of bruises were everywhere. A shiver ran down her spine as she took in the hickeys on her neck followed by an image of a man sucking on her neck while she was moaning beneath him shamelessly. Good thing they would never meet again! And even if they did, Mystique would pretend as if she doesn't remember him.
Suddenly, her gaze landed on a piece of paper lying beside her Jean. It fell out from there but, Mystique could not remember putting a paper in her pocket.
Curious, she bend down and picked it up and her eyes widened as she realized it was a cheque but what made her mouth hit the floor was the amount written.
$5 million!!.
"So, you mean to tell me the guy you had a one-night stand with gave you this cheque?" Bell asked for the hundredth time as she stared abruptly at the piece of paper in her hand, making Mystique roll her eyes dramatically. "He is paying me for the sex and I don't want that" Mystique sighed as she massaged her temple. Suddenly, a bulb lit up in Bell's brain. "We could use this for your uncle's surgery" Mystique immediately took the cheque from her. How could she use such money? "No, I can't and I would not. Am gonna find this guy and return his stupid cheque. I mean, what does he thinks of me. Some whore he can pay for sex. I won't allow him to treat me that way!" Bell stared at her friend, who was ranting. Sighing, she placed her elbow on the table before them with her fingers to her chin."Do you even know the name of this guy?" He finally asked when Mystique stopped blabbering. "Or where to
Mystique stared gaped at the man, completely unaware of the many eyes watching the two encounter. She blinked, how could she forget such a face. Those dark, cloudless orbs, that dark black hair, that straight pointed nose, those Sharp jawlines, those tempting lips, that bold, firm frame, those muscled arms that once had her caged for a night, that daring gaze. She gulped. Even if her memories had been wiped out, that face would still be printed on her mind. "What do you seek in here?" The coldness in his voice was what snapped Mystique back to reality as she raised an eyebrow, showing she didn't catch what the other man had said. "Sorry, come again?" Mystique grilled and the man rolled his eyes, installing his hands into his pockets. His face holding no emotions, his eyes cloaked with frost and searing. Mystique gulped again. Maybe this wasn't the man she met at t
"You met Damien Martinez!!!” Bell vociferated, standing up from where she was sitting on the kitchen counter in their little apartment, they had been sharing since they met, as soon as Mystique told her little encounter with the bastard. Mystique frowned “Not so loud Isabelle” sometimes she wondered why she told the idiot anything. Bell unanticipatedly moved closer to the other. “Tell me, how does he look?” “Why would I want to tell you such information, if you had gone in with me, you would have seen the asshole for yourself” Bell pouted as she playfully poked Mystique's arm. “I thought you understand misty” “Let me be Bell, let me think of how to return that bastard’s money” Mystique rested her cheeks on the back of her palm while her elbow was placed on the kitchen counter. “He told you not to return it” “And Yo
Finally, Mystique's uncle was discharged from the hospital and was brought back to his home, which had been abandoned for days, since no habitant had been living in the little house. "Mystique, I never asked you where you got the money for my operation" Uncle inquired as he settled himself down on one of the couches, with the help of Belle who chuckle at the unexpected question. It was a perfect opportunity...! "Misty made a new friend..." Bell started but Mystique immediately stepped forward, smacking Bell at the back of her head being the subject of discussion. "A friend...?" Her uncle raised a questioningly, his left eyebrow raised higher than normal. Mystique chuckled nervously, adjusting the glasses on the bridge of her nose. "Don't mind her uncle, I borrowed it from someone. Am planning on paying it back as soon as you get better" she told her uncle in a smooth li
Days turned into three weeks, Mystique had been working for her unknown boss, who never for once visited his home, which Mystique did not mind at all. It made it easier to follow the stupid rules, made her job much simpler. But anyway, there she was sitting in an office waiting patiently for the doctor with Bell who had dragged her to the hospital for a check-up because her health had turned from bad to worse. For the past weeks, her condition had worsened and her vomiting had increased to a whole new level and her weird cravings, Mystique had no words to describe them. Her palms felt sweaty as she waited patiently and soon, the female doctor arrived with a file in hand. She smiled at them as she took her seat behind her desk in front of them, placing the file before her, she gave all her attention to her guests. "Miss Miller, what do you think is wrong with you?" she asked him while beaming.
'Do you wish to die today...?' The question still rang in Mystique's head. Why did she have to slap the man...? Traces of sweats could be seen on her forehead and her hands tremble at their side as a deadly aura could be felt around them and it was raging from none other than Damien, who looked like a monster as his eyes had turned a darker than usual and his stance was not what Mystique liked. "Has the cat caught your tongue, you seem to be rapping a few moments ago" the monster stepped forward, cornering poor Mystique against the wall again. "Answer Me...!" Damien Martinez's voice rose in fury and that was what Mystique finally snap. Her breathing took a sudden turn, heavy and brutal like she had just run a long race. Sweats ran down her forehead like water and her eyes started to water as they stared at Damien with so much twinge and adversity, her eyes pop out as her breathing went
"What...?" Mystique could barely believe her ear, was this man asking her to move in with him?, Was this a nightmare or what? because this couldn't probably be a dream. What was going through his head to make him request, no demand is the right order. What was going through his order for him to utter just words. "You heard me, you are moving in with me as soon as you are discharged" Damien spoke as he kept his tone light and calm. Mystique stared at the man, she didn't know if she should cry and be happy with the news, everything was so overwhelming. "As what exactly?" She wanted to be sure of where he stood in his life, was she just his baby mama or something more than that. Because Mystique would not live with a man for such a silly reason but it also meant she wanted a relationship with him...did she? No, Mystique shook her head, she shouldn't be thinking that. For a
"What are you doing here Theo?" Damien's cold voice asked, sending a chilling feeling down the spines of those present in the room. Theo smirked. "Is that the way to greet your brother, little Bobo" Mystique nearly laughed out loud at the nickname. Little Bobo? No grown man would love to be addressed that way. "Don't call me that!" Damien clenched his teeth, he took slow breaths to calm his rising temper. He couldn't allow Mystique to see him in that state. "And you didn't answer my question" his frosty eyes met the warmer ones of his brother. "Your wife is admitted to the hospital I work in, I can't ignore that. I have to greet my sister-in-law. Now, am I not allowed little Bobo" Theo continued his tease, wanting to see what he would do in the presence of his beloved wife. It was fun teasing this soul most of the time, but his temper seemed higher and bigger than his e
Okay, first of all, I wanna thank everyone for reading my book, especially those who have been extra patient with me through out. A special shout out to everyone, thank you, thank you thank you. I love you guys so much because you made me realize I have some talent in writing (even though it's little) I wanna thank everyone again for being patient with me, for reading and looking pass my errors because I swore they would be many. You all have been so supporting to the point I couldn't bare to leave this story half way even if I wanted to at first. Thanks again for your votes, your reads, your comments, your support and patience because I really really appreciate the effort and time you took in reading this book. So, this is where we depart. Hope to see you again in my other stories.
Unconsciously she smiled as a warm sensation raced through her. Still, with her eyes closed, she held the soft pillow tightly but instead of softness, she was met with a hard yet soft and warm surface.Since when did her pillow become this hard yet so warm and comfortable. Unconsciously, her hands moved on their own, tracing everywhere just to make sure it was her pillow."Keep touching me and you'll regret it" a deep husky voice rang in her ears and her eyes jerk opened and instantly met the orbs of her husband of almost a year now.Mystique consciously smiled as she moved closer to that warmth that was raging from the other person. "Good morning" she uttered in a low soft tone as she slowly shut her eyes but the other person didn't buy it as he suddenly hovered over her which made Mystique open her eyes. "What," she asked lazily with fluttering eyes."I want you!" Damien burst out gazing down
"Damien?!" Mystique called with uncertainty in her voice and her breath immediately got caught in her throat and when the person before her took off his hoodie from his head, finally revealing his identity, Mystique nearly lost her balance but she held herself steady with the couch.Then she burst out laughing at her misfortune as tears gathered in her eyes and her heart pound faster than it had ever done before. She immediately placed a hand over her chest and clenched tightly."Are you alright?" Damien asked worriedly taking a step forward but Mystique held her palm out, stopping him on his tracks."Shut up, you are just another one of my nightmares, just my imagination again" she uttered to herself with her eyes shut tightly."But Mama, you are not dreaming," Dean said as he ran to Damien, slipping through her hands who tried to catch him."Dean, come back here. That's not you
"Dean, who is at the door!?" Mystique's loud voice came from the inside."Daddy?!" The young child passed with uncertainty but when the man outside his doorstep lifted his head and gazed into his eyes that bared so much familiarity, Little Dean's heartbeat fastly beneath his chest and he slammed the door shut.Mystique came out from the kitchen with a towel wiping her hands clean to find her son standing there with his back pressed against the door, his hand clenched tightly on his chest while he stared blankly as if he had just encountered a ghost outside his doorstep."Dean, what is it, who is at the door?" Mystique asked worriedly seeing her son's actions as she advanced."He's at the door!" The young boy muttered to himself."Who is at door?" Mystique grilled again as she was now standing in front of him."Daddy" The boy revealed in a whisper and Mystique
Through the years, everything the Miller's owned had been transferred to Mystique and Damien's wealth and his family wealth had also be transferred to her name, one could say she was bathing with money but being unfit to look after two companies, Archer and Harriet' because the temporary owners till Mystique was ready to take responsibility which would take a whole lifetime. "I'm surviving Harriet" Mystique replied after a few seconds of silence. Harriet sighed and threw her hands up in the air in frustration. "Jesus Mystique, you are a lost case!" Silently, Mystique moved around with the baby, and then, Bell, V, Liam, and Hikaru walked in and Mystique's eyes immediately met the sorrowful ones of Bell who was another lost case, another lost soul as Theo also never made it out from that fire. "Bell" Mystique acknowledged her best friend. "Mystique" T
"The shut down of AL Group of Companies has been a mystery and shock to the public as the sudden disappearance of the Martinez's had also been a big blow and after so many years, The CEO of AL companies, Appa Alice Martinez has been declared dead by the police in a fire after a careful investigation while the disappearance of Damien Martinez remained unknown....!""Dean, switch off that television this minute!!" a loud voice shouted from a distance and five tiny fingers immediately grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV, and laid down on the large couch while hugging a teddy bear tightly to his chest and shut his eyes, pretending to be asleep as the clicking sound of footsteps could be heard and soon, a young lady came out from the hall with a little girl in her arms.The girl giggled at the kid lying on the couch as the man put her down and scrolled over to the couch."Dean?" She called in a warning tone and t
While the five men carried Archer, Harriet, Ichabod, and V on their backs and ran out, Bell and Hikaru struggled to pull Mystique away from Damien's cold body but she held him even more tightly, refusing to let go, wanting to join him as she wept and wailed to go with her lover.Finally being able to take hold of himself, Liam joined them as they were finally able to pull her away and dragged her out from sight while her cries got louder and louder by the minute.But Theo remained as he stood quietly in front of his mother before squatting down to her level as she laid on the floor struggling to breathe as she pants while her entire right arm was gone.She gazed up at him, her breathing began to come out slowly as her eyes suddenly softened at the sight of her son, her eyes showing an emotion he had never seen in his entire existence, something she lacked for so many years, the affection that only a mother could di
Please vote and comment.*~*"This is taking way too long" Madam clasped her hands together, following the locale with avidness. How congenial. She giggled internally.Damien unflinchingly stared at his once hobnobber directly into his eyes, trying to make out if this was one of those frivolous escapades they typically played at the last minute whenever their mission didn't go as planned but as he gazed intensively, he found nothing as he only saw lividity, contrition, execration, and anguish.Damien sighed inwardly as he realized how devitalizing this game was but he was determined to end it with or without Benvolio."Goodbye, Damien!" He enunciated as he slowly pulled the trigger when halted his movements when an obstreperous voice ejaculated."STOP!!" A voice unanticipatedly exclaimed and they turned in a time as Mystique ran and stood beside Damien
The more listened, the more her eyes felt like they wanted to pop out from her socket, the more her heart pound loudly beneath her chest, the more thousands of layers formed and doubled in his stomach. She gulped painfully but the lump that had formed in her throat refused to be gulped down and finally the recording came to an end and she was immediately upon her feet, forgetting that fact that she was still in her sleeping pajamas as she dashed for the door but Bell immediately caught her wrist, preventing her from escaping."Let me go Bell. It's a trap, she's gonna kill him" she said helplessly as her eyes sparkled with tears wanting to stream down her face so badly."He knows that but judging from the map, they had everything planned out" Bell assured him but Mystique shook her head as she didn't feel assured one bit.Finally, a single teardrop slipped out from his eyes. "This is Appa Alice Martinez we are talking abo