Molly:The rest of the days were spent in silence by Farrell and me. He did not bother talking to me; he just let me be, and boy am I relieved. I ate in my room, and he ate in the dining room or wherever.He gave me permission to go for a morning walk today through Rose. We were on our way back now. Farrell’s car was pulling out as soon as we turned onto our street.He rolled down the window and gave me a blank stare.“Get ready; I will be right back. We are leaving for London today,” he said, winding up the window.After that, his car drove away, and I stood there watching his entourage until it vanished. Killing this man should be on my list because who did he think he was to treat me like garbage?***********I got dressed about an hour later. I dressed in baggy jeans, a mesh top, and a hoodie. While I waited for Farrell, Rose assisted me in packing my belongings. He arrived a few minutes after I had finished getting dressed.“We have to leave right now!” He said it with every inch
Molly:A lady entered the room right away. My brows furrowed as I locked my gaze on her. Allowing women into our room was outrageous, and I was about to lash out at Farrell when she spoke up.“Carlo!” she called out as she walked over to hug him. She buried herself in him, and Farrell remained motionless.“I see you have made it out of rehab prison once more,” he said, his face hardened.Then she drew back and smiled oddly. I lay down and watched them without speaking.“And who is she? Another one of your girly thingies?” She said, pulling away from him and looking at me.Girlie thingy? This infuriated me, and I tried to keep my rage in check.“That is my wife, and you should be careful how you address her,” Farell said, gritting his teeth and holding this lady at arm’s length.I was relieved that he was putting her in her place, but that did not justify her barging into our room. I could not imagine if she had come in two minutes earlier, she would have discovered Farrell’s hands buri
Molly:I noticed Courtney accompanying Farrell to the stage. My face hardened immediately, and I scrunched it up with my hands, which I squeezed into a fist. Before walking down to the front of the stage, she gave Farrell a quick hug.That was supposed to be me. I swear she gave me a brief glance and pretended I was not there. What was it with all these women?“Attention, everyone,” Farrell said, tapping the microphone.I could not hear a thing Farrell was saying because my blood was boiling and I was green with envy.My mind was only on the fact that this woman stood in front of him flirting with him, and he seemed to enjoy it because his gaze was fixed on her. He did not even bother looking around the hall to see if I was there.My heart hurt so much, but there was nothing I could do. When I could not stand it any longer, I turned around and walked over to the table with drinks and snacks. I opened one bottle.“Hey,” Paula said to me as I reached for a glass.When I turned around, th
Molly:“Fuck you!” I screamed in a high-pitched voice, tears stinging my eyes. I threw my shoes at both of them, then banged on the door and started walking away.My vision was becoming blurry, but I did not mind. Farrell bolted from the room, and when I noticed he was following me, I quickened my pace. I dashed out of the wing and into the main hallway, which led to the staircase.“Molly!” I heard him yell in an angry voice, and I started running.I ran into Paula, who had just finished having the time of her life.“Hey,” she called out to me, but I dashed past her and down the stairs. When I got downstairs, I saw the butler who had helped me down. I approached him and kissed him on the lips.“Molly!” When Farrell yelled, everyone in the hall turned to face him.The music was changed to a slow one, making everything as quiet as possible. I let go of the man and turned around to see Farrell, enraged. He approached the butler and punched him in the face repeatedly until he collapsed to
Molly:I awoke with a throbbing headache and a body that felt as heavy as a rock. I was supposed to be hurt and broken all over, but my head only ached.When I opened my eyes, I realized I was in the room I shared with Farrell at their London home. My body was fine, and there were no bruises of any kind on it. I was fine and kicking.Despite my headache, I dragged myself out of bed and walked out of the room. The more I strode down the long hallway, the more I heard voices. They appeared to be having a heated argument.“Do you realize what you have fucking done, Carlo?” A man yelled at the top of his lungs.“This means war. This fucking means war!” He kept saying.My heart thumped in tandem with my headache, but I was still curious to know what was wrong. Their voices became more audible after I exited the hallway and descended the stairs.“If it means destroying the world to keep my wife safe, I will do it!” My stomach tightened when I heard Farrell yell in his husky tone. They were t
Farrell:When she said those words, I looked at her blankly. This woman was insane. She occasionally drove me insane, but this had to be the worst.“Are you out of your mind?” I yelled at her.Her hands trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks as she took deep breaths.“What do you think, Farrell? Maybe I am insane. I am crazy for falling in love with my captor, a man I am supposed to despise, a man who has caused me so much pain,” she said, putting down the gun.She placed it on my chest and walked away. Nothing was worse than a woman overcome with emotion wielding a gun, so I am glad that was over.‘‘Perhaps I am insane for caring for someone who is supposed to be my husband and companion. Maybe I am insane, Farrell! I am crazy and delusional about my husband possibly cheating on me,’’ she said, holding her head as she sobbed.It hurt a lot to see her in this state. I wish I could let her in. I wanted to, but I did not want her to be a part of my shady past. I loved her so much, a
I woke up to the warm rays of the morning sun on my face. As I reached out for Farell, I realized he wasn’t there. I got up to check on him in the bathroom, but he wasn’t there either. As I turned to leave, I bumped into his bare chest. He had just returned from a run and was all sweaty.“I had to go for a brief run,” he said, and I couldn’t help but stare at his sweatpants. His prints were visible from all the sweat, and I bit my lips unconsciously.“Molly!” he called out, bringing me back to reality. I pushed myself onto his body and said, “Look, I’m all sweaty too. I’ll need a bath too.”He smirked at me and pulled off his sweatpants, allowing his cock to dangle in the open. He walked into the bathroom, and I followed him immediately.We didn’t have time, so we decided to take a quick shower. As Farrell turned on the shower, I grabbed the soap and rubbed it on his body. He stared at me as I covered him with soap and cupped his cock in my hand, working it.“Fuck! God, Molly!” he moan
Molly:Farrell and I headed home. It had only been one day but I for sure missed Italy. Even though I didn't get a proper introduction, meeting his family has to be the top of my worst experiences so far.The fact he was probably hurt still pricked my heart. If only he could let me in. I had tried in many ways. I didn't want to just be an object he obsessed over, I wanted to be his companion. The fact we were married meant more than having sex regularly, and buying expensive things. But I doubt he realized that.I was tired of staying at home too. I needed a job to get out and see the world. While I was lost in thought the door to the room was flung open and Farell walked in.He leaned against the door shirtless with a plain expression on his face. I watched him in confusion before he sauntered up to me."You look full, and I do not like it," he said standing in front of me.He lifted my chin to get a better view of my face then I took a deep breath before blurting out the words."I
Molly: I sat on the terrace, taking in the breathtaking scenery, from swaying trees to flocks of chirping birds. Everything was lovely, and it gave me a warm feeling in my chest. I reflected on my life five years ago with my eyes closed. I could have sworn I made the wrong decision with Farrell that night, but the opposite has been true. Everything went swimmingly, except for the fact that my mother died without recognizing me. Rest in peace, sweet soul. But I am grateful for that night at the club and whatever made him magically attracted to me. I was still trying to enjoy the moment when Corduroy let out a piercing scream. I blinked open my eyes and sighed heavily. How could I have forgotten the most exciting, yet stressful, part? Being a mother! “Mummy!”Corduroy called out in a shaky voice, forcing me to stand. I walked out onto the terrace and into the penthouse. Corduroy pushed the door open before I could reach for it, and he looked up at me with teary eyes. As he cried, I
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Molly:*Beginning of flashback*"I'm hungry, and my tummy hurts," I said to Andrew who had just gotten back from work. He signed and made his way up the stairs, brushing shoulders with me."Foolish child," he said, and I muttered a "God bless you,"I didn't think he would hear me, but before I could tell, he yanked me by my hair and flung me on the wall."If your mother won't teach you how to behave then I'll do that. It's my duty as your stepfather to teach you how to respect your elders," he said, and I scoffed.He slapped my cheek, and then pushed me down on the ground. After which he kicked me on my stomach. Then he crouched down close to me, and pressed hard on my jaw."Remember, you can't say a word to your mother if you want her to live," he said to me, and left while I stayed on the cold floor in pain, sobbing silently.My mother usually returned late because she ran her business from morning until late at night. She did all this because Andrew couldn't provide adequately for
Molly:At first I was dumbfounded when Farrell said those words. I couldn't believe it was finally going to happen. I felt weird for a moment, and I reached out to him when he turned to leave. I walked in front of him, and held his face then looked him in the eyes."You don't have to do this, and…""I have decided to let go of the past, and that is the only way that this would work," he said. "I love you Molly, and I want us to work," he added, and then he kissed my lips briefly, before taking my hand.As we walked down the hallway that led to the room, my heart thumped very fast. I feared what I would see and at the same time I was curious.I felt an in rush of air which left my body with goosebumps as we came to a halt in front of a door. He took out the keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door. As he opened it, I took in a deep breath, and shut my eyes. Then I walked in, and opened my eyes to see a crisp bedroom.At first I was in awe at what I had seen. My room was nothing comp
Molly:My body trembled in fear as I felt Lola's tiny hands hold mine. I was blind folded so I couldn't see her but I knew that something terrible was going on. She sobbed silently, and I placed her head on my lap."Don't cry, we will be fine," I said to her trying to hush her, but she wouldn't stop."Will mummy die?" She asked, and I felt my heart crumble in multiple pieces.Having to accept that your parents were evil hit different, but then she had to be grateful that Courtney wasn't her real mum. Well she didn't know this yet so it was understandable that she would cry over what was going on."Mummy will be fine, and your uncle will save her," I lied even after I had heard the gunshot, and Courtney who was shrieking in pain.This child was going to suffer a lot of trauma, but I promised myself to take good care of her, because the only place close to home would be Farrell's house, and I wasn't sure he was stable.The door of the room opened after a while, and I heard someone appro
Farrell:When I got a hold of the gun, I smacked Courtney gently on the face and she fell to the ground then I put the gun in my pocket, grabbed Lola and walked towards the room I heard Molly's voice.Before I could get to it, Courtney jumped on my back, and grabbed hard on my neck. Her hands were obviously weak, and watching her struggle would have been funny in a different scenario."Can't you see I'm trying to save you!" She yelled, and I yanked her off my back.I pushed Lola into the room."Farrell," Molly called out from where she sat with blind folds but I didn't respond, I shut the door, and faced Courtney.The fact she kept acting as if I was in danger and needed help from her made me angry. There was definitely no amount of help that she could offer me at this point."Save me from what? You had one job but each time you were around, you only made me feel worse. I can't believe I failed to realise it until now," "Ingrate!" She scoffed, and then she stood up."Do you know how
Farrell:"Courtney what is…" I was about to complete my question when I looked away from Lola to see Courtney holding a gun.I became alarmed at once, and I tapped my pocket to see that my gun was gone. I turned around to see if there was anyone behind, and I realized Courtney was actually pointing the gun at me."Come here, Lola," she said, and then Lola shook her head, holding right on my neck.Deep down I wished I could handle the situation better but then I knew that the only way to think properly was to hand Lola over. Lola screamed in fear asI put down at once. "You'll be fine," I said to her as I pushed her over to Courtney who looked blood thirsty. I couldn't understand what was going on, and I didn't want to get violent yet. This had to be a joke because there was no way she would openly threaten Lola with a gun. She loved Lola so much."This has got to be a joke right?" I asked, Courtney and she laughed briefly then she placed her hand firmly on the trigger."Does it look
Farrell:"Maria!" I screamed, and then I jerked up at once. I looked around to see that I was lying on Maria's bed.The sun had just risen, and I guessed I had slept walk once more but this time it was for a good cause. I stood up from the bed,and walked to her dresser where her combs and everything were still perfectly laid out. I picked one of them, and I found a few strands of her hair on them. "You were really here," I muttered, running my hand on the comb. Suddenly a very gentle breeze swept by, giving me a brief chilly feel that had the hairs on my body standing, and goosebumps sprouting out of my body."Rest in peace, my love," I said with a deep sigh.I felt an inrush of emotions as I did when I met her, but this time I wasn't angry. It felt nice knowing she was in a good place, and all that could have been was terrible so I was grateful that it never happened.They said you couldn't have your cake, and eat it so I took a deep breath, shoving off the emotions that engulfed
Farrell:After so much contemplation, I grabbed the keys to Maria's room. I made up my mind to keep an open mind. I had to heal from this trauma, or else I would pass it over to my innocent kids who were on the way.When I left my room, I noticed how late it was. Molly crossed my mind, and I hope deep down that she could hold on a little longer until I figured myself out. Quietly, I walked through the long hallway that led to her room. I placed my ear on the door opposite which was were the old lady stayed. I heard her giggle to herself as usual, and I turned around to face Maria's door.I walked to the door, inserted the key, and pulled it open. To my greatest surprise he lights were on, and I heard the shower running."What the?" I questioned myself, slamming the door, and rushing to the bathroom to turn off the shower.The thought that Molly just have been here got me annoyed a bit but then I tried to push it away. I had to push off every little hint of anger. I began to convince