Kyle King
‘Here we are, Kyle. They’re probably at the swimming pool learning a new skill or reading. James always ensures they are never bored, whenever they are.’ Tessa said, switching off the car.
I nodded, talking in the magnificent structure of her father’s house. It was situated on a private estate, and there were more houses than expected to be here. I stared at her again. She was talking about the kids' favourite sports and wondering if it would be great to allow Nicholas to join his school football team next year. She wanted my opinion on Nicholas. Change, is this you? ‘Yeah, I think it will be great if he joins the soccer team. He’s a natural, and James has been training him pretty well.’ I replied, following her into the house. I paused, looking at the view. Okay, I wasn’t expecting Robert’s house to be stunning! Extremely stunning. There was beautiful artwork of Tessa and the kids covering the wall of the living room. It was beautiful. ‘Did you draw this?’ I asked, walking towards the artwork. She nodded, smiling widely. ‘I did. It took me two months to complete it, but it was worth the time. You like it?’ ‘Yes, I do. You’re a talented artist, Tessa. I never knew you had it in you.’ I shut my mouth immediately. ‘I am sorry; I didn’t mean it that way.’ She smiled tightly. ‘Of course you didn’t mean it. You must have thought I wouldn’t make it back on my feet after the divorce, right?’ I shook my head. ‘No, Tessa. I always knew you would make it with or without me. I am very sorry for what I said.’ ‘That’s fine. You haven’t changed a bit. The kids are in the gameroom. It’s the door on your left-hand side. You won’t miss it due to the noise. Also, you have one hour, so use it wisely.’ Well done, Kyle. You just used your condescending tone to destroy the little progress you were making. ‘I am really sorry for what I said, Tessa. I didn’t mean it.’ She waved it off. ‘One hour, Kyle. My parents will soon be home, and you know they don’t like you so much. I would advise you to use your time wisely and now.’ I sighed, watching her walk through the door. I suspected it was the kitchen because of the scents that rushed out immediately after she opened the door. I followed her description and found the room. It was slightly opened, so I knocked and stepped in. It wasn’t what I was expecting. What were Tessa’s parents worth again? The gameroom was actually a casino. Okay, the casino was a bit elaborate for my description, but the room had everything a casino had, but there were modifications for the kids. A tiny basket ball pitch. A large dollhouse. A swing and different board games. Mr. and Mrs. Roberts had really outdone themselves. ‘Stop staring, or you will make me believe that you have never tasted wealth before. You like it, right?’ James asked, grinning. I nodded, still amused. ‘This is massive, James. I didn’t know your parents could invest so much in a gameroom.’ He chuckled. ‘Not my parents, but Tessa and I. We wanted something that would blow their minds, and this came up. They play here sometimes or in the living room if they want to get on their grandparents' nerves. It’s pretty cool, right?’ ‘Yes, it is. Tessa must have spent a lot on this place, I believe.’ I replied, running my hands through the snooker table. It’s been awhile since I played snooker! I felt a bit jealous. My ex-wife was living a life that we had both imagined for ourselves. ‘She did spend a lot, but it was chicken change.’ He cleared his throat. ‘Tessa said you came to check up on the kids, right?’ I nodded again, trying to swallow the fact that Tessa was now way above my league. Once upon a time, it was the opposite. Well, technically, the opposite. Her parents were and still are wealthier than my family. ‘Hope, Nicholas! Kyle is here. Where are you kids?’ James yelled, walking to the other side of the room. ‘We are here,’ Nicholas replied, walking towards him. He paused and saw me. ‘Kyle! We’ve missed you!’ he yelled, running towards me. I took him in my hands. Even though it was hurtful that he still called me by name, I was happy that he was pleased to see me. ‘I have missed you too. Where’s Hope?’ He smiled. ‘She’s coming, Kyle. Why did you leave us? Momma said you'd have a lot of work to do.’ ‘Yes, I did, but I am back for now. How’s school and your friends?’ He started a story immediately, and soon I was laughing. It was great to be with them again. James excused us, and I played a lot of games with Hope and Nicholas. We also did a storytime session, and I did piggybacks for them. I felt so much like a father, and I was tempted to tell them I was their dad, but I knew if I did, Tessa was going to cut my head and send it as a gift to my mother. An hour later, Tessa called us to have dinner. Her parents were back, but they didn’t join us. Luckily for the kids, the atmosphere was lively, and I caught Tessa glancing at me a few times. She spoke a few times to me, but her smile told me she had still not forgiven me. Her mom joined us when we were having dessert. She mumbled my greeting, and I felt stupid immediately. Why was I trying to impress her mom anyway? They had never liked me when Tessa and I were married, and even now, the dislike is shining like the sun. ‘Hope you aren’t planning on staying here tonight?’ Mrs. Robert asked, holding my gaze. That’s it. I dropped my fork and said, ‘I will be taking my leave now. Thank you for the hospitality. Tessa, thank you for allowing me to see the kids. I will call you tomorrow. Goodnight.’ I doubt if she heard me because she didn’t move a bit to respond, or if she was pretending. I smiled and stepped out. I shouldn’t have stayed for dinner.Geneveive Tessa RobertIt was Friday afternoon. The wind blew harshly, and I drew my coat together. Tonight was our Thanksgiving dinner, and the next day was Christmas. Stores and supermarkets were already decorated, and discounts were flying everywhere. I had already gotten the kids’s Christmas presents, which were tucked in my wardrobe. The Christmas tree was overly decorated due to the kids' curiosities, and the house was designed to fulfill the righteousness of the Christmas spirit.We were good to go. I stopped before the double doors of Nath’s Bakery. Chef Santiago had promised us one of his signature chocolate cakes, but at the last minute, a family emergency came in, and the plans changed. Estella was already in Arizona enjoying the Christmas holiday, and I couldn’t bake to save my life. I double-checked the order and pick-up date to be certain that I wasn’t missing anything, and I stepped in.‘Hi, I am here to pick up my order, Miss Geneveive Robert. I called earlier today.’
Kyle King I took her in; she had changed her hair colour to raven black with bouncy curls. Her symmetrical face glowed under the bulb light, and her lips were as lucious as usual. Even the sweat beads building on her face didn't do her beauty enough justice. Tessa was what the world defined as a natural beauty. I tried to imagine how her backside would look now, but I caught myself and remembered I wasn’t supposed to be her exquisite building, salivating like a hungry dog. She hadn’t said since the housekeeper offered me a seat, but I refused and joined her in the kitchen. The housekeeper, Mrs. Hudson, tried to make the room lively, but after Tessa shot her one of her deadly looks, she kept quiet. ‘Why are you here, Kyle? I thought I told you once that you couldn’t come here with my permission, and you agreed to it?’ she said, dropping her apron. ‘Look, I have a family dinner to set up, and I am yet to get the pumpkin pie taste to perfection. Just say what you want, and please lea
Geneveive Tessa RobertThe Christmas celebration was beautiful. It wasn’t the first with my family, but the first with Kyle since we divorced. The kids had strangely gotten acquainted with him, and as much as I didn’t want that to happen, it did.I hadn’t seen them so happy in years, and somehow, I felt they knew that Kyle was their father. Mom believes it’s because they have another male figure in their lives other than James and my dad. I was glad they were happy with him, though, because revealing he was their dad later would be an easy process. Hopefully.He had suggested I inform them next year, but I was still unsure about his stance in my life. I have forgiven him, but did I want him back in my life as a husband or just a friend?I sighed, sipping my orange juice. The matter of the heart was complicated. No matter how many times I thought about my relationship with Kyle, I always ended up not deciding on anything because I was still unsure of my feelings. Some days, I thought a
Kyle KingShe had accepted my date offer and also agreed to eat at Charles’ Lounge. However, I hadn’t expected that she would ask me to pick her up. It was strange, but I agreed. All the times we had gone out, she had always rejected my offer to pick her up. I used to suspect that it was because I was using a rented Jeep. I couldn’t fly mine from Nashville, and buying one here when I wasn’t sure of my movements most of the time would be a bad investment.I confronted her once about it, and she denied my suspicion. According to her, she didn’t want to give her children or family the idea that we were an item. I didn’t believe her.I stopped in front of her house and dialled her number. She picked up after the second dial.Hi. I will be out in five minutes. Please, hold on.I replied with a thumbs up and checked the Jeep again. I had taken extra care to clean the inside and ensured the air freshener was her favourite. I checked my outfit again—a white shirt, black trousers, and thirty t
Geneveive Tessa RobertI completed the last piece of paperwork on my desk and gave myself a pat on the back. It had been a long day, with several clients popping in with difficult requests. I turned down most of them and stuck with ones whose job requests required streamlined processes.I glanced at the wall clock. It was almost nine o’clock. Thankfully, the kids were still with my parents, enjoying the new year’s celebration before school resumed, so there was no one waiting for me at home. I reviewed the last email on my laptop and switched it off. A note captured my attention. ‘Day four apology: Never say never. I took it, read it again, and kept it in my drawer. Kyle had sent the note with a basket of chocolate packs and Chinese food, which were sitting in my stomach now. He had resumed his lunch surprise packages, and strangely, I loved them.My relationship with Kyle was a hot and cold one. I had finally told him how I felt, and instead of me not keeping him expectant, I told h
Kyle KingResuming the position as the Chief Executive Officer of the most-fought-for company in Nashville was a dream come true. I never thought I would be able to accomplish this feat at my age, but here I was, sitting in a board meeting as every member introduced themselves to me. A few of the executives didn’t hesitate to show their grievances, but I put them in their places as I reminded them who was in charge and why they needed to obey me, or they would be out of the door holding their resumes for whoever wanted to listen to them.I was in the middle of a virtual meeting with one of those unsatisfied executives when the Tessa call came in. I didn’t even think twice as I ended the meeting with an abrupt wave and signed off without waiting for their regular grunts. Immediately after she told me about her problem, I almost booked a flight back to the U.K.I had to call Xavier’s number several times, threaten him, and make a stupid offer for him to get on his feet, drive, and pic
Geneveive Tessa RobertI applied makeup, did my glossy blonde hair in a bun (I had changed the colour during the weekend), and wore my favourite red long dress with enough lining to reveal my glowing thighs. I doused my body with a new brand of perfume Vee had recommended and wore my ear rings. I smiled at my appearance. This was enough to make a statement at the Roberts Charity Gala. Dad had founded Robert’s foundation after the twins came. He saw it as another way to give to society. He had other NGOs he was affiliated with, but he wanted the one he owned and could invest in without the usual politics.I checked myself again and walked out of the room to check on the kids. They were attending the gala for the first time, and I needed to ensure they were comfortable.‘Hope, are you and your brother ready to attend the event? Your friends would be there, but not all of them, and there will be no games. Just long talks and dancing.’Hope giggled. ‘Momma, we are ready. Nico, you will k
Kyle KingThe library door closed with a gentle click. I looked up, and Ava crossed the room, smiling slyly and wearing a see-through gown. I noticed she wore nothing. Was she trying to seduce me? I scoffed, tapping my slender fingers as she settled on the couch, facing and spreading her legs.She wore no pants either. If only she knew I wasn’t in for her slutty behaviour tonight, she would have thought twice before she entered here. ‘What do you want, Ava?’ I asked when it was evident she wasn’t going to say anything.She smiled, spreading her legs wider. ‘I just came to say hi since you have been avoiding me for three days.’ I shrugged, taking a lazy sip of my wine. ‘ I have my reasons for avoiding you, and I remember warning you to stay away from my library and room. You’re my mother’s guest and not mine. Now, I ask again: What do you want?’She closed her legs, standing up. ‘Come on, Kyle. It’s just the two of us here. Mom won’t know you did anything with me. Don’t you miss all