It took them more than an hour to get ready for the opening party of the Terrace. Gabrielle looks as stunning as she can be in her red swarovski studded gown that hugs her plump breast down to her slim waist. The top is a cut in a heart shape emphasizing the perfection of her firm round breasts. The swarovski shines brightly but the beauty of her face outshines the whole view effortlessly. She is drop dead gorgeous.It isn't unknown to him that all the guys they have passed by couldn't keep their eyes on his wife who emotionlessly walks with him to the venue with her hand hanging loosely on his arm.She is so beautiful even with the uneven pixie haircut style she did with her hair that is now pointing anywhere making her look more intimidating than she already is. The flashesof camera blinds both of them as the media attending the party focuses on them like the party itself is just about them. There are reporters from around the world to witness the opening of the supposed milestone
"Why do you have to always get so drunk Gab?" He asks as he touches her warm cheeks that are flushed red because of the amount of alcohol she consumed in the party. It would have been a beautiful night if Cathy didn't ruin their night showing up in the opening night of The Terrace with an obviously sugar daddy holding her close.He was getting along well with Gabrielle, although it had been silent between them after the romantic kiss they shared under the fireworks, at least Gabby allowed him to stay close to her all throughout the night. His hand was locked with hers as they enjoyed the party. The small glances they are giving each other and the shy smile that he'd see gracing her lips whenever he's kissing her temple or stealing a kiss from her luscious lips. It would have been the perfect start, the beginning of a relationship.But someone is just born to ruin the night.Cathy. When the dirty old man she is servicing approached himself and Gabby, he almost feel like vomiting. When
Vincent sighs watching her back as she approaches the staff on the foot of the cliff where the tube will be pushed down to."I'll do it alone." She informs the Indian guy who just looks at him before scratching his temple."Madame, I'm very sorry but you cannot do it alone. The ride is for two people minimum.""Join me then!" She suggests rolling her eyes at him."Madame, I'm very sorry but I can't join you." The guy looks at him again Gabrielle does the same stomping her foot and rolling her eyes again."Maybe we can join the lady!" He hears some guys suggest from behind him.Making him turn around to glare at whoever said it. Right behind him stands three Turkish guys who are all looking at his wifeas if she were some meat they could devour on.He can see the lust in their eyes as the stare at her bikini covered sinfully hot body. Her breasts look like a huge perfectly round pearl covered by the satin fabric of her neon green bikini that complimented her ivory white skin.He felt h
She says making him just stare at her emotionlessly."That's not how your body reacts to me..." he wanted so much to say out loud but he knew she'd only get more agitated and embarrassed. She needs time... he knows that."I'm sorry." he whispers instead."Please leave me alone.." she says sitting down now that he'd let her go and he's no longer on top of her."I can't." he whispers making her close her eyes tightly and stand up instead. But his hand was fast to grab hers."Let's have dinner.. not a date. But just dinner... if you're hungry and you don't want to eat here, then let's go down.""What makes you think I would still want to-""It will be silly if you dine alone Gab when the whole hotel knows we're in honeymoon. You don't actually want people saying that you marrieda Swine...""But I did, didn't I?" That hurt him but all he could do is look down."But you don't want people to think of that too... have dinner with me.. please." he pleads pressing her palm gently."As a frie
God damn it! Of all the nightmares she could have, why did she have to have a "wet nightmare" with this twat?!She groans again hating herself for having such thoughts about him. What the fuck did just happen to her that she's even dreaming about him touching her now?!"You're having sexy dreams with me didn't you?!" He asks chuckling and she feels her face heats up."Knew it..." he whistles before turning his back to quickly walk away from her before the pillow he saw her hand gripping on hits his head again."Bloody maniac!" She screams groaning."You or me, Bella?!" He laughs making her hate him even more. She couldn't have been moaning in her sleep could she?!"Just tell me if you want to do it, stop frustrating yourself even in dreams, my love." He continues to tease making her curse him more."Shut up, you bloody idiot!" His loud laughter made her cover her face with a pillow as she screams on top of her lungs."Get up, munchkin! The kids are waiting! Unless you want me to pin
"I want to adopt him." That was the very first thing Gabrielle said to the head of the orphanage as she seats in front of his table with Vincent opposite her."Mrs. Walton..." the head looks at Vincent who could only stare at Gabrielle. Is she serious?!"It may be true that we will be very glad if the children here would have someone to adopt and give them the family they are missing... but." He was cut off by Gabrielle."But what?""But we need a set of parents who could actually look after them. Give them the love, protection and-""Now I'm offended Mr. Saleem. What does that even mean?""No offense meant Mrs. Walton. But we are aware that you just recently married. Apart from that, we know that you are now taking your father's business. We just want to make sure that the children will be taken because the couple wants to have a child and not just because they pitied the child's life.""I do want to have him as a son." Says Gabrielle cutting the head again."Is that what you also l
"It's a good thing that you're still coming back.." the head of the orphanage says as he sips on his coffee one sunny afternoon with the Walton couple seating opposite him. It has been more than a week now that Gabrielle and Vincent are visiting the orphanage every afternoon to play with and look after the kids.The boy who is now named Victor is on Gabrielle's lap as she feeds him his baby food. She looks at the boy who is now looking brand new thanks to Gabrielle's healing hands. His cheeks are even rosy now that he is being given proper care and food. He no longer look as malnourished and "bombed" when they first saw him.He is also interacting and playing with other children now. But most of the time, he is just clinging on his "mama" just like now.Gabrielle kisses his chubby cheek before shrugging her shoulder at the head who is looking and watching the pair of them intently. He smiles slightly to himself as Vincent wipes the side of the lips of Victor and he catches his finger
Vincent sits beside Gabrielle who is hopelessly hugging herself in a fetal position- unconscious of how her husband whose hand couldn't leave her shoulder is rattling with the thought that something terrible is wrong with her.He waits anxiously as the doctor reads her temperature and frowns worriedly. The next thing he did was to put the stethoscope on Gabrielle's back and carefully listens to her breathing."I'll have her blood tested Mr. Walton... her fever is too high.""Can you tell me what's happening to her?""Does she have any illness or history?""She has allergies... but nothing I know of that she got sick or something..""Well." the doctor sighs looking at Gabrielle."This might be just a common flu, but we can't be sure until I get the result of her blood test and until she wakes up so I can check up on her how exactly she feels." "She just started screaming about her head being so painful before her nose started to bleed. This afternoon she was just fine. We played a lot
"Gabrielle..." the lawyer appears before her in the living room much to her surprise.He greets her with a warm smile before he puts the attaché case down on the table and reaches his hand out to her before frowning as she wipes the tears that ran down her cheeks. The lawyer then looks past her as his mouth opens in agape with the surprise that meets him from the pool area. The very reason why he is here today is right in front of him. Vincent Walton."I see that Mr. Walton came to you first.." Gabrielle looks behind her where Vincent is playing with her daughter in the pool area.What did the lawyer just mean by that?"What do you mean?" The lawyer frowns before he nods and opens the attaché case."I'm afraid you need to return to England, Gabrielle. The company needs you." She sniffs at that before gulping. The company never needed her in the past years, the company, just like what her father willed is being managed by Vincent who became the sole heir of everything after their divor
"Please s-stop..." she cries shaking in fear as his hands pinned her on the bed and he leans closer to kiss her neck while his hips move forward sliding his maleness in and out her."-vince!!" The tears spring down her face aspain and more pain envelops her while he gradually loses his mind and he keeps on moaning out her name.She sniffs smelling her own blood that is running out of her nose. He smacked her face resulting her eyes to develop a purple bruise and her nose to bleed. Letting go of her wrist that she was quick to put on his chest so she can try and push him, Vincent uses the hand that lets hers go to embrace her closeras he keeps on panting. The natural minty smell of his breath is now mixed with intoxicating alcohol. He groans like a wounded beast as he quickens his phase on claiming her and reaching his climax. Gabrielle could only continue crying as she feels her limbs shaking out of fear and pain altogether."You're mine... always..." he again puts his hand around he
"And they lived happily ever after.." reading to Veronica every night before bed has become one of Gabrielle's most favourite things to do with her daughter. Holding the hard bound and colourful book in hand as she lies her back on the pillows against the headboard, Gabrielle peeks at the pretty little angel whose eyes are still fixed on the illustrations on the book. Sometimes, Veronica would even mouth the lines she's reading. Doing this with her every night, at the age of 21 months, Nic already knows most of the letters and she's memorized most of the words written on the book.Although on this particular night, she didn't mouth any word of the fairy tale with her and thus, just kept on asking questions about the meaning of certain words and required her to explain furthermore what was happening in the story of the Sleeping Beauty."Mommy?" Nic calls on her softly as she looks up so she can see her mother's face who is right beside her on the bed. Slowly, she sits up kneeling bes
Gabrielle watches her daughter who is seating on the high chair in between her and Vincent as they dine in together for a sumptuous dinner that Vincent has prepared for them. He roasted a turkey with raspberry just and prepared some fresh mashed vegetables for her daughter. Veronica keeps on glancing at the tall masculine man she now loves calling dada.Vincent would also throw a glance every now and then at the toddler tyrant he is having a dinner with for the first time.Shaking his head with a smirk when every time he would glance at her, Veronica would look away and pretend that she's busy with her own meal-her eyes slowly moving up to peek at him again and again as she bows her head and plays with her food inside the bowlin front of her.Gabrielle has been watching the same scenario for the past ten minutes now. Her eyes are pinned on these two bloody troublemakers who still have traces of raspberry purée on their skin. Reaching for Nic's lips, Gab pats on the small bits of broc
"Nic!" Gabrielle throws herself up from lying on the bed. Adjusting her vision to what little light there is in the room that is coming from outside. The curtain is closed and she had to reach for the side lamp to have lights inside the dark room where she is."Nic..." her heart begins pounding harshly against her chest realizing she is alone in the room! Veronica is nowhere to be found and for that she immediately rises and stands up to look for her."Veronica!" She runs outside the suite to an empty castle. She looks at her left and right, her hand lost in her brunette locks as she feels as if someone punched her in the stomach because of fear and anger.Where the fuck did Vincent took her daughter?!How long has she been unconscious to not even notice her daughter no longer beside her?!Running down the grand staircase as if she's being chased, Gabrielle immediately goes straight to the playroom.Empty. The clinic. Empty."Veronica!" She cries out in fear before hearing a loud sc
"Dada..." Gabrielle sobs looking at her daughter leaning her head in between Vincent's neck and shoulder like she does to her. She's trembling in so much emotions as she looks at her daughter's happy and hopeful face."Wew 'ave you been, dada (where have you been, dada)?" Her small palm rests on Vince's shoulder before he kisses her forehead while shutting his eyes closed at the question.How can he answer that when the only answer is that he's been through hell without her mother and herself?"Dada? Do you wove (love) Nic?" She asks again making Vince touch her cheek and she lifts up her face to look at him."I love you Nic... with all of me... I'm so sorry I wasn't there.." he says touching her small nose with his before looking at Gabrielle who looks away with so much sadness in her eyes."Do you wove (love) mommy too?" Veronica yawns as she asks without looking away from her father- waiting for an answer. With that being asked Gabrielle throws Vincent an accusing look before she
He is patiently waiting outside the door as he anticipates what is about to come. With high hopes and excited heart, he lifts his hand again towards the doorbell to ring it once again only to stop midway when he hears the low creaking sound coming from the door frame as it slowly opens.Vincent breathes hard as finally, the door reveals the very woman he has been looking for in the past two and a half years."Bella..." he whispers her name he so misses calling as their eyes meet for the first time in a long time, his with so much longingness and hers... with an obvious shock.And FEAR.The widening of her eyes and the way she gulps as her hand that is holding the doorknob shakes made Vincent's heart aches and his feature soften as he puts his hand on the huge antique wooden door, stopping it from slamming onto his face."Bella please..." he takes one step forward and he sees her shaking in so much fear. He frowns as she looks at her left and right, gripping on the doorknob tighter as
The bullets of sweat kept on falling from her forehead down to her flushed red face. Gabrielle counts in her mind as she pants while doing her best to even out her breathing pattern. Another electrifying shoot of pain runs down her spine down to her pelvic bones. She could feel her soul separating from her body as the excruciating pain consumes her and she throws her head screaming in pain."H-Help mneeeeeeee! Oh Gooooood please!" She pants clutching on the bedsheet so tightly her knuckles turn white and the veins on her neck looked as if they'll explode.Blowing the air through her mouth, she raises herself up as she pushes so hard she can feel her jaws clicking and the tears stinging her eyes as she closed them tightly while suppressing a scream to put more of her energy on her pelvic area.She tries to reach the count of how long she should push before she exhaustedly throws her body back to the bed. Her legs has been opened wide for what seemed like forever to her now.She is sure
Gabrielle places the stethoscope on top of the little girl's chest as she commands her to breathe hard while listening to the drumming of her heart. The little girl sniffs as she looks at the doctor in front of her. Gabrielle looks at the angelic face of the little girl before she frowns and pouts at her, making her look away in embarrassment when the doctor catches her staring at her face guiltily. Again, the girl sobs as she wipes her cheeks with her mud-stained hands."Tsk.." Gabrielle tsks at her making her sob and pout, ready to cry again. Using her tears to tame the now upset doctor."Don't cry on me young woman..." she whispers taking the stethoscope off of her chest and detaching its earpiece off of her own ears.Shaking her head at the little girl, Gabrielle could only try not to smile at how cute she is when she's trying not to cry in front of her like this."Your mom will have a hard time washing your dress young woman..." she puts her hand on her waist as she stomps on her