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“Just like that? I will lose everything my father has ever toiled for over a careless woman with low self-esteem? Darn! What was I thinking? Love? Haha… I must have been a fool for letting a mere word like ‘wife’ mess my life up. I am more pained that I needed to stay married to meet the conditions of signing our lucky break contract with the Johnsons’. That's not even a near-valid excuse; this is one hundred per cent my fault; I should have listened to Father. Mixing business with pleasure has its rewards, I am reaping more than I bargained for. A contract marriage would have tilted these unforeseen circumstances to the abyss.” In between regrets, and necessity, he found himself lurking in the wilderness bordering both. A drop of hot tear clouded his lower eyelid when a thought cut through the base of his stomach like a betrayal stab.“Brother, I promise. I will find a way to get you out of this shit hol..”Cring! Cring! Cring! Cring! A deafening sound filled the room, signalli
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The worst that can ever happen is not natural death, but drowning in a pool filled with excitement and anxiety about something that feels like nothingness.An endless number of black-body-tinted glasses Jeeps flooded the premises. The serenity of the building surroundings caught the terror from the shadows of the thick dark jeeps. A group of twelve men and two women dressed in black strolled with poise-briskly toward the four storied building with pillars at each opposite end, painted white. A bronze made elegant stature of a blind-folded woman, with a two-edged sword to the right, and a balance to the left, curvy shaped to fit a figure eight, blonde breasts sitting at on the cleavages. “You spoiled brat. I see why your father never took you too seriously when he was alive. Get your eyes off a statue’s breast and get your hands busy with the real deal.” Uncle Dan, interrupted Nathan’s fantasy. “Erhm.. Eh.. Uncle. I….” A stray-scornful apology demanding–look from Uncle Dan’s is enoug
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A beam of light stole through the curtain. And darkness was relieved of its duty. The honk from flying vehicles greeted disruptively. It was yet another Saturday where the family had breakfast rituals. If you were a member of the Laurent’s family living within the city, you had to be there or get fined with a wholesome visit by a large number of the family, in troops. What fine, per se? You just had to be prepared to treat the Laurents’ with different delicacies. Gizzards were sacred, and every Laurent must have at least 10 pieces in the reservoirs, lest any family member step in to have a good time.Unlike every other Saturday. This Saturday was the mad devil. who demanded everyone be dressed in ebony black. Sorrows won a case over sheer moments of happiness. Spencer has not only been part of the family, but Sophia’s greatest play mate. You could tell from her fallen jaw, and pale floppy ears that Spencer was unhappy. Maybe her best friend ignored her. She had curled up in the
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“She's awake, Mrs., But we are afraid she might not be herself like she used to be.” The Doctor reported, tilting forward from her seat, leaning her elbows on the table, fixed both fingers to provide a resting spot for her jaw, in a bid to pose how harmless the topic of concern is. “What do you mean, Doc? Tell me you're not professional enough with your job. Make me understand..?” Mrs Laurent demanded, letting out a grin of disgust. The Doctor let a not-too-excited smile court her lips as she proceeded with the briefing. “She is experiencing a medical condition that appeals to the medical team as memory loss. We are still working to pick out what exactly must have triggered that. From our reports here,” Stretches a blue cover file towards Mrs. Laurent. “There's something suspicious happening in the hypothalamus of her brain. But we can't be too sure since we have little or no information about our patients. Okay, Mrs, I may not be appealing to you in appearance, or you may have
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Flickers of lights fled to every nook and cranny of the room. Thunder claps danced to the rhythmic lights that consistently changed colours from red to blue to green at five-second successive intervals.At the sudden lash of a powerful thunderclap, a tall shadow appeared, fitting the door frame perfectly, with sharply chiselled abs visible enough to the imagination.The shoulders sprawled wide to the left and right of the arm, carrying a small-sized head. Its feet were deeply rooted to the tiled floor, commanding aura.A familiar fragrance diffused through every corner of the room, just enough to choke anyone who wasn't familiar. Fear crept into her stomach as the masculine-like shadow moved closer, now appearing larger than the initial sight.The blue light fell to the face of the familiar face as It stepped closer. The lustring blonde hair sparked deja Vu. It felt like she’d been in that place and the same scenario before, some time ago, maybe in the past life.But something clicked
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Giddy shocks left her body stunned like 50,000 Ampere of current forced its way through her narrow veins. Her eyes shone in disbelief at the ridiculous request. What now?Thoughts bombarded her sanity, disrupting her attention from the devil who was now standing erect in front of him with his white shirt sleeves folded to elbow level. The thought of losing her mother’s mansion, perhaps, her only shelter, the dread of not having a source of income to take care of her needs and her baby’s. If the mall demolition is called off. I could get back on track and live my life. My life? The guilt of killing Ethan’s baby will let me live my life? Will Damian not stalk me everywhere making me his prisoner? Nothing is free from Damian, there’s always a high expectation bar awaiting you to hang yourself to please him. The heat of the frustration forced her to blurt these last thoughts out loud, shouting...“Have you no human sympathy that I may die in the abortion process? Have you in hay forgot
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Do broken hearts ever mend? Where do broken hearts go? Naomi sat on her bed, staring at an artwork, a two by two in a sized clear painting of dark ink of a mother carrying a child on her back, having tied her closely with a piece of cloth, while selling to passersby, the sun’s ray fell directly on the mother, casting her shadows backwards to cover the baby. She had never paid close attention to the painting over the years until today when everything hit her at once, she felt a deep connection with the artwork, causing goosebumps to reel over her body at the thought of the struggles of motherhood which kept calling and how life will look like without any support, nor the mall. She sat with her palms supporting her head, beneath her jaw, and her elbow rooted to her thigh, lost in her dilemma of thoughts, questioning why she felt that way with heavy burdens that seemed chronic, the burden of a divided home, the uncertainty of how to raise her child for another 7 and a half years withou
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I’m bleeding under this rain. Can the world see? See through the rain that there’s a well of tears drooling from my eyes, just pain, of regrets, the pain of being a mortal full of mistakes. I have been waiting for an answer. But it won’t come today. Can someone out of the blue tell me what to do? Something like; “stop! Go this way.” It feels like I am a sinking ship in my own pool of mistakes, and the things I can’t control. Will things be okay? I showed the devil its way in. I shouldn't have asked for that ink. That ink on paper. Am I selfish? I am just a girl. A mortal at that. Do we all make mistakes too? Yeah. We do?Fire and water intertwined with her conscience. Some time ago, it was hot desire Vs pure love. Today, it is guilt and her unborn baby. Perhaps, a bastard child as the world wanted her to believe. She was even more confused than the world itself.They say time heals all wounds, but these wounds cut so deep. Time may not She thought of how to avoid the press on her w
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“It all balls down to your court, let her go or lose the contract deal.” Aunt Carmen forced out words from her throat like grunts accompanied by mild pains in her voice.“Just let her go, son.” Her voice crackled, and hot tears gathered around her eyelids; her palm went in search of his grip, and she tilted her head, searching for his eyes to read if the firm grip around her palm was an assurance that he'd accept defeat for the prize.But on reaching his eyes, they were so relaxed and unreadable. She let out a loud cry. “Have you planned your funeral yet, Aunt?” Damian reminded her of the consequences of raising her blood pressure again with this petty attitude she exuded.****Her exams have been smoothed, at least, she can rest her mind a bit. Just a bit because her last encounter with Ethan did things to her that she can not explain.She had just returned from the market, alone, now seated on her bed lost in her thoughts, hoping for a miracle and a suitable hug. But nothing.Ethan
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Torn between options on where to run to after her final fashion school exams. She had lost weight so badly for the past two days due to the workload on her body, soul, and mind. Damian had been shuffling the hospital and work. He hasn't been home since the incident.Now she's trapped; “gosh!!” she thought out loud, sending her ass to kiss the floor. Her only safe haven is Damian's mansion. A step outside would only mean that she's ready to go back to her supposed ex-husband, who is now keen on no divorce. Ethan's eyes were everywhere like a spying eagle in the sky, waiting for its prey to move away from its hiding place.She summoned her five senses when her phone alarm beeped loudly.“F*ck. I have just 30 minutes to get seated in the exam hall.”Her tears were cut short; her weak body felt an adrenaline rush cutting through it.She jumped into the bathroom, jumped out and made for her school bag. Her body did the deciding while her brain followed, clueless.The fashion school is a
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A loud clap roared, filling every corner of the room. “I curse….” “Get lost, you arrogant empty-headed thing.” Aunt Carmen melted into his chest, gripping his shirt firmly, tossing it to and fro; her whole body joined the chorus, but Damian remained fixed at the shot. His legs were buried, rubbing his chin in a circular path, slowly. His eyes went cold, but weary. Her hands felt weak, causing her head against his chest, resting there with her hands now loose, on his shirt.Slow sobs came forth, and water from her eyes soiled Damian’s immaculate shirt. He stood there speechless, daring not to say a word, nor retaliate the hot slap that had earlier reset his brains.A part of him found a thousand and one reason to walk out of her. Aunt Carmen was at the forefront of the idea of pushing Naomi into his life permanently after the incident. His head felt heavier when a flicker of memory snapped before his eyes; that same day, Naomi pushed him off, sending him to fall face flat on the fl
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“Good to have you here, Damian.”“You're behind schedule. We understand you may have had a little issue to put up with,” He mocked, sending a wink at Naomi, who was standing stiff and electrocuted.He stretched forth his palm facing the roof, directing Damian to occupy the only vacant seat at the opposite end of the table from where he was standing.Damian's blood raged in his veins, but his face was unreadable. In as much as he needed the contract, he despised that he was about reducing himself to nothing. His thoughts blurred his vision, and he could only see his Aunt echoing how important the contract was and the warnings she spat earlier about Naomi. She was right.Naomi tried reading his face to know why he hadn't said a word for the long five seconds, that felt like he was taking eternity to respond.She stepped closer, standing side by side with him, her shoulders met his abs. Her palms searched for his palm, blindly locking her grip on his, jolting him back to reality.His an
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Silent ride, just as Naomi was expecting. The tension in the back seat could be felt by the driver, too, whose head was held stiff, facing his job on the steering. She had taken her favourite spot, an inch away from the moving vehicle’s door. Folding her hands in rebellion, staring deep through the tinted dark door window like she was counting the buttress trees that formed a canopy over the moving vehicle they were seated. Her breath was fast-paced; she could barely get herself together with the way she was feeling. Rage was far from what she felt inside after gulping down that mud of embarrassment before Jay Cobbs. Suddenly, her lap caught heat like something was about to crawl into her core. She knew it was about time to be scolded. Now, she wasn't in good spirits to hold a conversation. And why was his hand on her lap? The rage in her core boiled up with something familiar.It wasn't pure rage because her body tingled when he began, “And what title would you award that drama y
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“Ouch, that hurts!” she moaned, her voice–tainted, coming forth like a broken whisper, far from how she had reacted to the hurt in her head. “My bad. I’ll go gentle.” He lifted his head to meet her gaze. But she was too stunned by everything to look back. “Gentle?”She felt bashful of herself for letting him read the green lights from her body’s reaction to his finger's contact with his skin. Her inner body tingled with his commanding, pleasant smell. His masculine breath caressed her neck as he bent to fix the necklace hooks perfectly. “What’s tomorrow’s Date?” He asked rhetorically while at his job. “Oh, I guess it’s a due date for you and me.” He breathes, slowing into her ears.Her feminine core alarmed in a swift response, causing her shoulders to shiver for a second, but not noticeable. She fought it, but her body didn't seem to take sides with her this time. “I wish..” She responded, biting her lower lips.“Why wish when I can make that happen, with one call away.”“My mothe
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“Hey, get dressed, we’re stepping out.” Damian let a possessive order at Naomi who had buried herself in her studies preparing for her final fashion school exams. She lifted her face lazily, unfazed, like she had had enough of these authoritative orders, and it didn't surprise her anymore. Her gaze catches his eyes and his shape fills up the door frame with his hand, firmly wrapped around the doorknob, swinging the door ajar, signalling her that he’s waiting for her to wrap up and follow him immediately.“I’m busy with my studies, Mr. Damian.” she broke the silence tilting her head away from his burning eyes. One could tell that his eyes could burn down the books on her table.“You little needle. Can you for once trade my words into the fabrics of your brains and do as I say without questioning?” he shot at Naomi with his jaws flinched, and his face lacked an expression, leaving no traces of being painted at Naomi’s nonchalant attitude.Her legs fidget in fear of the unknown standin
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“Damian, you should know better that your father’s biggest dream and dying wish is to mark his firm across the skies of the seven continents, and this is that dream coming to fruition. I know your plans. Wash your father’s 49 years of sweat down the drain?” She began, immediately she entered the mansion, cutting him off with a wave, signalling him to keep shut before he could say welcome.Now shaking, her eyes filled with concern and rage, she continued; “You are not flaunting that devil to the world. Neither will I let you make a wet blanket off this family’s noble name. Not while my eyes are on you, young man.” He tilted his face to the door frame leading to the kitchen, avoiding his stray eye contact piercing into hers, as he was fully aware that the next agenda on her visit was to shed a pool of tears once he confronted her with that unscathed look like he used to do when he was but a little boy.“Big Mom. Has your blood pressure agreed to stay calm?”“What do you mean by that Da
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“Like I said earlier, Mr Damian, she needs utmost but gentle care while she finds her way to her best memories. Also, she might experience post-trauma syndrome around water bodies, big, small or even the littlest like that flowing from the shower.” The doctor instructed with a keen smile courting the edges of his mouth.Damian’s cold response came forth; “You’ve sung that enough, Doctor. Thank you.” He shoved past the Doctor’s stretched hand, which was now hanging in the air. The Nurses who were busy at the counter giggled in disgust and admiration at the toxic- masculinity displayed. “Get in,” Damian ordered, authoritatively but with a faint voice. Maybe, try to follow the doctor's manual so as not to worsen Naomi’s situation.Naomi’s eyes flickered around his face while sending herself low to sit in the front car seat.Damian slammed the door and headed for the wheels.“Sir, are we boarding a flight to Manhattan today?” Rex's voice came cracking from the walkie-talkie sitting on
