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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
CAROLINE "There you are," Susan rushed towards me with a worried look on her face as she searched my eyes. "Are you alright? Did you get lost?" "No," I got carried away and when I came to, I had to look in the mirror and make sure there was no shaken resolve showing on my face. I grabbed a drink from a waiter as soon as I stepped out of the guestroom. He was heading in Malcolm's direction. It seemed his drinking habits hadn't changed. That man could drink a whole bar down and still ask for more. It was an irritating behaviour that I tried my best to curb but it seems he snapped right back into it when I was gone. "Miss Patterson has been laughing and jollying all night," Susan said and stood by my side as I looked around for the woman. "She's going about giving everyone hope with that smile. Ha! She says "may the best man win." "It's fair game, Susan. We just need to do our best." my best wasn't going to be enough here. I'd need to do everything I can. Grandma had her eyes on tha
CAROLINE What followed next was a series of head banging on the wall, punches, teeth falling off and screams that made me second-guess their gender. Their ear-piercing scream almost deafened my ears. I had sagged to the floor when he grabbed the one kissing me and slammed him hard against the nearest wall and he had been going on for close to ten minutes now. His rage was unstoppable but concerning for me. I couldn't have a scandal to my name. Grandmother would never let me off easy. Where the heck was Susan? How long did it take to bring the car around? I tried to push myself up and with my hand on the wall I started to stagger out of there, not sparing a glance behind. Malcom's grunts and groans as he punched them over and over again filled me with fear but I didn't turn around. Before anyone would walk in and try to make a scene out of this, I'd be long gone and out of the picture. "Don't you ever put your hands on her again!" His voice vibrated through the halls. The door
CAROLINEI opened my eyes to a pounding headache and groaned at the bright lights. The ceiling was unfamiliar and the beeping sound in the room made me scowl.Someone turn that off!"Susan," I struggled to sit and heard footsteps rush towards me."Thank God you're awake!" she sobbed in between, grabbing my shoulders gently and helping me sit. She arranged the pillows behind my back."Water," my throat was dry like I just walked through a dessert. She handed me a glass and I drank quickly, almost choking."Take it easy. I was so worried."I looked around the private room, wondering how I got here. I couldn't remember anything after I stepped out into the hall trying to get away from Malcolm."What happened? My head feels so light. I feel like I skipped a huge chunk of my memory." I pushed my hair back and leaned against the pillows. "Where were you?""I am so sorry, Caroline. I couldn't get away from the guests. They all wanted to schedule a meeting and even after I explained that it w
CAROLINEThe door opened and I released a breath, squared my shoulders as she walked in. her eagle eyes scanned my face and my body as she walked in. The soft thud of her walking stick approaching closer and closer made me hold my breath."Welcome, grandmother-""Tsk tsk! Look what they've done to you," she sighed, shaking her head. Was that disappointment in her voice? She didn't look concerned about me one bit."I'm fine-""You better be," she narrowed her eyes, making me tense. "The public cannot smell your weakness. You'll resume work on Monday. They need to see that they cannot get rid of you.""Yes." I glanced at Susan who jerked immediately, developed two left feet as she seemed confused on how to walk out of the room. She hurried out, leaving grandmother and I alone. I hated the silence but dreaded her next words."That man…"Here it comes."How did he get his hands on you?"I explained the situation to where I remembered. "Susan couldn't leave so Mr. York asked her to meet us
CAROLINE ‘There’s nothing like spending quality time with family after a long day at work.’ Louise posted and oh the blogs have been going crazy. ‘Strong and unbreakable,’ the press called them. A photo of Malcolm, Marilyn and Louise taking an evening stroll and a late night shopping was all over the Internet and in my face too. I scrolled and scrolled and scrolled– ugh! Wasn't anyone interested in the country anymore? They looked happy in the photo. Marilyn was wearing her biggest smile sitting between Louise who was doing the same and her father who, well, wore a small smile with his eyes closed and a relaxed look on his face. He looked happy. They all did. What happened to divorcing her, huh? Didn't he promise he'd end it with her and chase after me? Was he giving up so fast? Where's the fun in that? He didn't make me plot against him for nothing, now did he? Just when I was starting to entertain the thought of using him for myself one way or the other. But what role would
MALCOLMI made myself comfortable on the floor and leaned against the door. I tossed my tie somewhere and drew my knees up as I waited patiently, listening to her sniffs and silent cries that made my heart tighten."Marilyn, just open the door," Louise groaned impatiently where she stood at a distance. "Fuck! I have a terrible headache.""Leave me alone!" came the voice. "Just go away and forget about me. I'll stay here and die. Maybe then you two won’t have a reason to make this family work anymore."That was the last thing I wanted. "Oh, baby, you know that's not true," Louise slurred, staggering to come closer. "I know your father is pissing us both off but he can-"My nostrils flared in anger, " Stop saying that. Now is not the time."Completely ignoring me, she continued, leaning against the door for assistance, "We're not getting a divorce nor is your father abandoning us for some other bitch-""Louise!" I scolded, shocked she would act so foolish and before our little girl."
MALCOLMI stared at the recent photo of Caroline leaving the hospital like she went in for a fashion show. She covered up nicely-- the turtle neck said it all. Smirking, I knocked on the window and my car door was pulled open.I should send her flowers for speedy recovery but knowing her, she'd send it right back with a little note of her own. At least I'll get a handwritten note-- if she's being nice. It would piss her off but I enjoyed the little human reactions I got instead of nothing.How could I interpret and get through to nothing?"Is Louise home?" I asked Caleb once he opened the door."Yes, sir. She arrived a few minutes ago," he reported."Her whereabouts?""Breakfast with her friends and some shopping.""Keep a closer eye on her and those friends. Her father's been really quiet these days and I don't like it," it was unlike him to let everyone run on the chess piece and refuse to take a step."Yes, sir."Speaking of the devil, she stepped out in a skin tight red dress, sho
CAROLINEI rolled my eyes with an exasperated sigh. What wa he getting at now? Miss me? After leaving a hickey on my neck, he sure had some explaining to do.The loud sound sure sounded like a gunshot. Marilyn had always been into video games and as the years rolled by, they only got more aggressive and loud. I believed it was her way of channeling her inner hatred-- for me and everyone else."Don't call me that."He chuckled and I could imagine the smirk on his face."Last night…""… nothing happened, Caroline."Oh, he already knew why I called. "I find that very hard to believe seeing as…" Susan was at one corner of the room mixing my tea, paying absolutely no mind to my conversation but I lowered my voice before saying, "You left something on my shoulder."He laughed richly, "Come on, Caroline. If something did happen, you’d know. Your body wouldn't forget so easily and so soon."He was not wrong but that did not make this conversation less embarrassing and annoying."In simple wor
MALCOLM"Don't stop touching me." Those words were my undoing. I thought I was doing a good job holding back and keeping my hands to myself but her cry face as she pressed her cheek into my palm went straight to my dormant cock.Even after all this time I was still attracted to her.I knew the inner workings of her body and a part of me was tempted to test it all out again.Did she still react the same way when her nipples were played with and sucked? Her neck nibbled on and softly bitten. Did she shiver and gasp from just tracing my hand down her spine?Fuck! How else would she know if she hadn't been with someone else?She moaned softly, grinding her hips to nothing. She pushed my hands lower and I stroked a finger over her soft bottom lip. Frustrated tears leaked from her eyes as she whispered, "Please…""Caroline," I cupped her cheek, memories of our time together playing back in my mind and a fond flame of unchained desire rose up in my chest."Mmm.""Fuck," I unfastened my seatb
CAROLINEThe door opened and I released a breath, squared my shoulders as she walked in. her eagle eyes scanned my face and my body as she walked in. The soft thud of her walking stick approaching closer and closer made me hold my breath."Welcome, grandmother-""Tsk tsk! Look what they've done to you," she sighed, shaking her head. Was that disappointment in her voice? She didn't look concerned about me one bit."I'm fine-""You better be," she narrowed her eyes, making me tense. "The public cannot smell your weakness. You'll resume work on Monday. They need to see that they cannot get rid of you.""Yes." I glanced at Susan who jerked immediately, developed two left feet as she seemed confused on how to walk out of the room. She hurried out, leaving grandmother and I alone. I hated the silence but dreaded her next words."That man…"Here it comes."How did he get his hands on you?"I explained the situation to where I remembered. "Susan couldn't leave so Mr. York asked her to meet us
CAROLINEI opened my eyes to a pounding headache and groaned at the bright lights. The ceiling was unfamiliar and the beeping sound in the room made me scowl.Someone turn that off!"Susan," I struggled to sit and heard footsteps rush towards me."Thank God you're awake!" she sobbed in between, grabbing my shoulders gently and helping me sit. She arranged the pillows behind my back."Water," my throat was dry like I just walked through a dessert. She handed me a glass and I drank quickly, almost choking."Take it easy. I was so worried."I looked around the private room, wondering how I got here. I couldn't remember anything after I stepped out into the hall trying to get away from Malcolm."What happened? My head feels so light. I feel like I skipped a huge chunk of my memory." I pushed my hair back and leaned against the pillows. "Where were you?""I am so sorry, Caroline. I couldn't get away from the guests. They all wanted to schedule a meeting and even after I explained that it w
CAROLINE What followed next was a series of head banging on the wall, punches, teeth falling off and screams that made me second-guess their gender. Their ear-piercing scream almost deafened my ears. I had sagged to the floor when he grabbed the one kissing me and slammed him hard against the nearest wall and he had been going on for close to ten minutes now. His rage was unstoppable but concerning for me. I couldn't have a scandal to my name. Grandmother would never let me off easy. Where the heck was Susan? How long did it take to bring the car around? I tried to push myself up and with my hand on the wall I started to stagger out of there, not sparing a glance behind. Malcom's grunts and groans as he punched them over and over again filled me with fear but I didn't turn around. Before anyone would walk in and try to make a scene out of this, I'd be long gone and out of the picture. "Don't you ever put your hands on her again!" His voice vibrated through the halls. The door
CAROLINE "There you are," Susan rushed towards me with a worried look on her face as she searched my eyes. "Are you alright? Did you get lost?" "No," I got carried away and when I came to, I had to look in the mirror and make sure there was no shaken resolve showing on my face. I grabbed a drink from a waiter as soon as I stepped out of the guestroom. He was heading in Malcolm's direction. It seemed his drinking habits hadn't changed. That man could drink a whole bar down and still ask for more. It was an irritating behaviour that I tried my best to curb but it seems he snapped right back into it when I was gone. "Miss Patterson has been laughing and jollying all night," Susan said and stood by my side as I looked around for the woman. "She's going about giving everyone hope with that smile. Ha! She says "may the best man win." "It's fair game, Susan. We just need to do our best." my best wasn't going to be enough here. I'd need to do everything I can. Grandma had her eyes on tha