CAROLINE I step into the house mumbling my thanks to the guard who held the door open for me. The mansion is surrounded by guards at Grandmother's disposal. After what happened last night, I think I should get some for myself. It wouldn’t be so bad. I noticed most business tycoons have guards. Take Uncle Edward and Malcolm for example. Their guards never leave their side like they await an attack every minute. It'll be bothersome but I guess since it's for my safety, I should- "Grandma, you shouldn't wear black too often. It's bad omen," I snap my head to the direction of the voice and pause when I recognize it. I know we share the same Grandmother but what is she doing here? "Keep your talks of omen to yourself, Louise. I'm still wondering what you're looking for," Grandma replied with annoyance in her tone. "Last time I saw you here, you were still in your teens." "What can I say? I missed you-" "Cut the bullcrap!" Oh, that's harsh but I smirk at her attitude. She's just as
CAROLINE This space looks familiar. It's the hotel I used to work at a few years ago. The 'shabby' hotel as Malcolm's mother would always say. "You picked this one from a shabby hotel and think you can make her a wife? Over my dead body, Malcom!" I barely remember her words these days but tonight, all I can hear is Malcolm's sweet and gentle voice. The very first time we met, he didn't hesitate to throw me a smile to flatter me and catch my attention. The image lasts only for a fleeting moment before he's kissing me and picking me up in his arms. What was supposed to be a one-night stand, turned into several and I found myself drowning in his affection and looking forward to his weekly visits. The 'shabby' hotel became his home and his room, well… let's just say it was easy to get to work since I practically started living there. "Caroline," The softness of his voice next to my ears took my breath away and I sighed softly, feeling his hand caress my breasts like he did every mo
MALCOM"Fuck you, Malcom," Louise screamed in my face, hurling my laptop to the ground next to my feet. "You can't get rid of me! I know you've had your eyes on my grandmother's shares but this much to divorce me and hop to that bitch-""Keep your voice down! Marilyn can hear you!" I growled, wanting to grab her neck and squeeze the life out of her. I've put up with her bloody attitude for five years and I couldn't stand it anymore.I could only imagine Marilyn's face whenever she heard our fights. My little girl would look depressed and drained of life. I tried my best every day to avoid arguments but Louise was a psychopath who hated peace and quiet.It was even worse when I realised she enjoyed Marilyn listening to our fights. It was her way of trying to get me to 'behave'. She never passed up the opportunity to use my daughter-- no, our daughter against me!She was her daughter too and not a bloody weapon to stay in this sham of a marriage and some damn control over me."I'm done
CAROLINEI snatched my hand away the minute his cold lips touched them. Those black eyes darkened the minute he saw me and at first, I thought he would ignore and walk away.He smiled at once, ignoring my action and drew closer, invading my personal space and forgetting where we were.We already had one rumour going on around us and he wanted to feed them more?Not on my watch. I stepped away from him but Malcom held my wrist. "Where are you going? I want to dance.""Dance on your own or ask the other ladies," I replied coldly, trying to pull away from his tight grip but he didn't budge.He enjoyed me struggling like the psychopath that he was while I tried to appear like we were having a normal conversation."I see you've met Miss. Quinn," Miss. Patterson interrupted with a fond smile and I froze up having been caught."Yes, I have. Sadly, she'd rather be anywhere than with me."This sly old man! Why did I ever fall for him anyways? He made everything sound so sweet and sugary. That
CAROLINEMalcom's lips barely brushed against mine when I jolted like a spasm of current rushed through me and I threw a lunch across his jaw."Ow! What the fuck, Caroline!" he growled as he stepped away from the threat.I had frozen in shock with heated cheeks and wide eyes as I tried to process what just happened.My lips tingle from the brief touch and my knees almost went paralyzed from it. Other than the fact that my knuckles hurt like I punched a brick wall, I was pretty much brain dead at this point.Oh God! Why did I- he was coming onto me!how else was I supposed to react?"Shit!" Malcom flexed his jaw and he turned to glare at me. "Did you take karate lessons or what? Where the heck did you learn to throw a punch like that?"I shut, recovering from the shock, "Taekwondo. I-I learnt abroad.""Why? To beat the shit out of me?""What? No- I told you not to touch me!" I said in my defence as his eyes raked over me with a flirty look crossing his face for a moment.Well he was fin
CAROLINEMother, Father, I've married an older man.His smile sends the bad days away. His touch is like silk and cotton. He smells fresh and young - perhaps that's what makes it so right despite the thirteen years difference. He looks at me like I'm his most prized possession. He showers it all on me- his money, his love, kisses, affection and his dick too. He's never stingy with it- especially the last one.I am… happy. I am… so happy.I was… happy."What do you mean… a divorce?" with each word my voice shook into a whisper as tears blur my vision and teardrops fell onto the papers I held with a tight grip.I lift my head to him causing the tears to roll down my cheek. His serious and pointed look drives my heart further into panic. I wish he would suddenly burst out laughing and tease me that it was only a joke.I won't make him beg too much about pulling a prank too seriously. I'll even suck him off and fuck him back to his senses-- I-I'd take anything… please…?Malcolm sighs and
MALCOLMFLASHBACKI folded my arms in my robes as I watched her set the table. The way her hands fumbled, I could tell she was nervous. She was a hotel staff and she was assigned to my room. The way she moved so fast, I knew she couldn't wait to get out of here."I'm all done, sir," she mumbled and stood aside, keeping her eyes on the floor. I didn't say a word as I took my time staring at her instead. Her black hair was swept over one side of her face, falling on her shoulders and as usual, the brown short sleeve and pants uniform looked beautiful on her body."Caroline," I called her name on a sigh as I loosened my tie. "Why won't you talk to me?" I didn't like her silence. Especially when I knew she had something to say. Her lips were trembling and her eyes were filled with tears. "Come here, Caroline." But I end up moving close to her and grabbing her chin.She tried to look away but I didn't let her and it only made her cry further. Her shoulders trembled as she sobbed and I trie
MALCOLMMy jaw is still hanging loose as I watch her hug Madam Quinn who is wearing a large proud smile. I'm not the only one in shock as Edward is frozen at the scene watching his mother welcome someone else to his rightful position."W-W-What is the meaning of this, mother!" Edward screamed, frowning at them both. "This is ridiculous! Who is she? You only have one grandchild-""Shut up, will you?" Madam Quinn glared at her older son and only son, might I add. I still can't take my eyes off my ex-wife. Her skin is glowing in that red dress, her neck is bedecked with white pearls and beautiful earrings. She screams money and luxury.Her eyes are easy as she stares at Edward with a taunting smile on her lips. When she walks forward, I can't help but take a loud gulp. She has always been sexy but right now, her sexiness exceeded the charts. Even her steps carry grace and class."Uncle Edward," she says much to my surprise and everyone else's. "It's such a pleasure to finally meet you-"