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My mind reeled back and forth as I take the elevator down, ‘How could Adam do this,’ I didn’t understand where his rage came from, ‘This rage that consumes everything in it’s path and blinds his eyes to friendship, to those that are for him and actually care about him' My thought goes back to his words about the necklace, ‘I mean, what was the point in defending me in front of others when he didn’t actually believe me. I think back to how quickly he jumped in to defend me when the accusation came forth and I had still being speechless in shock. My reeling thoughts were actually a way to distract me from his last words that hit too close to home. I had been acutely aware of the absence of positive feelings of Simon for me, yet I held on to my feelings for him all throughout our marriage, I help on hoping that there would suddenly be a change, a turning point where he would suddenly begin to like me. The fact that Adam mentioned that was uncomfortable to say the least. ‘But tha
Simon POV Weekend had me staring through the clear glass window of my hotel room and looking at the homey restaurant that was on the other side of the street. It brought thoughts of grey eyes lingering at the edge of my memory but I shove it back forcefully. It had happened one time too many, Tina lingering at the edge of my memory and me pushing said memory back. My vision shifts to something closer, the dulled glint even in brilliant sunlight showed it was of lesser quality. Dangling it from my index finger, I rolled the silver teardrop necklace into my grip, then released it back into a dangle like the movement of a yoyo. The metallic rustle it gave as it got enclosed in my grip together with the sharp but subdued clank it gave once dangling vertical was sort of calming to my ears as my mind pondered over the madness of last week If it wasn’t madness, there was nothing else to call it, seeing as I had halted Mr. Wright on his way to Trove on that Friday afternoon. I halted hi
Tina's POV ‘Ding', my doorbell rings and I turn stretching lazily in bed. It’s early, I think hoping the person would get tired and leave. ‘Ding, ping, ding' it rings insistently and blink my eyes open, sighing in frustration. ‘It's Saturday for Christ sake, can’t I sleep in peace' I roll over and sit up. Ajax stirs beside me and I try my best to get up as silently as possible Throwing a robe over my night gown, I trudge begrudgingly to the door. ‘Who's there, what do you want', I wipe sleep from my eyes and yawn again. He person at the door clears his throat, sounding hoarse, ‘it’s Adam'. I open the door quickly, surprise tainting my features. ‘Adam, what are you doing here, it's so early'. I tighten the robe around and come out into the hallway, closing the door behind me. My back resting on the closed door, I fold my arms and look at him through hooded eyes, I guess I was still bristling from his insult. ‘I'm sorry Tina, I was so stupid’ he stares at me pleadingly a s
We all alight at the bus stop and Ajax, cream buns in hand runs over to Lisa,Bella's daughter and gives her a hug, he halves his buns immediately handing one to her. ‘That’s my son', I think pride spreading through me at the interaction. I had gotten it for him when he kept complaining of hunger on our way to the restaurant. I hug Bella too and she glances at Adam at my back giving me a wink. Rolling my eyes, I introduce them while Ajax was already walking to the restaurant with Lisa in tow. ‘So you’re the guy that insulted my friend, huh' Bella skewers him with a cold look and I giggle in the background, ‘Um, huh, wh…’, Adam stammers and Bella burst out laughing. She claps his back, hitting him hard and spurring him into a cough ‘it’s all good, you apologised, I also happen to know that you are the only one that supports her in that large place of work’ Adam stops coughing and sighs in relief his face becoming composed. ‘But such insults will no longer be tolerated, I was on t
The new week met me excited about trying my newly acquired talents on Simon, I walked into my floor with a radiant smile on my face, quite early to be exact. It was the first time I got up before Ajax during the week. Normally, either Ajax or my alarm clock was responsible for waking me up and the way they did was astonishingly similar. With a loud shriek. This time I woke Ajax the same way, about 30 minutes earlier and he was none to happy about that. I itched to battle, granite face for granite face with Simon, ‘Oh, the look on his face, I can't wait to see it’, I giggled out loud and look around the hall to make sure no one was looking at me strangely. Thankfully they were not, everyone was currently preoccupied with settling in for the morning, plus the hall was scantier than usual. The fact that the hall was bare of Miss Debra was another source of excitement. The absence of the condescending looks she always gave me when I rushed in one or two minutes late was a welcome
‘So how did it go', Adam asks immediately I take my seat next to him. ‘I would call it…’, I breath in deeply giving a dramatic pause. ‘A tremendous victory’, I end with a laugh and a little performers bow to the side. He burst out laughing to the annoyance of the coworkers around us, one throws a glare my way and I stare her down, She averts her eyes after a while glare shifting to a look o discomfort, ‘Ha, even the great Simon Valero had a hard time in a staring match against me so who are you?’ I laugh at her flustered look. ‘You see what I did there right’, I turn to Adam and point at the unfortunate coworker with my chin. Adam nods, ‘even Si., Mr. Valero could not bear staring me down talk less of her', Adam laughs again. ‘I guess Bella's lessons paid off' In his excitement Adam did not notice my almost use of Simon’s name and I hoped it stayed that way. We both turn back to work the rest of the day passing by uneventful. While I went to pick Ajax during lunc
‘Coast is clear', I glanced around squinting, my face glued to the clear glass window of the white and black taxi. The glass fogged up from my breath, Adam's raucous laughter distracting me from face identifying everyone on the street. ‘You know you’re beginning to look crazy right’, he wheezes in between bouts of laughter. I look between Adam’s laughing face and the drivers irritable one. Through the rearview mirror, I saw the taxi driver’s brow furry in a frown and his nostrils constrict and dilate with impatience. He opens his mouth to speak, tired of me wasting time. ‘Okay we can leave now', I pull open the door and hurry out Adam on my heels. Adam continues laughing to the annoyance of startled school children walking by. ‘Stop it, you’re being embarrassing’, I hit him to stop his annoying laughter. He only increases it, doubling over and clutching his stomach. ‘Fine! I’m leaving’, I purse my lips in annoyance and turn to go. ‘Wait, wait, okay I’ll stop', he hurries afte
Chapter 30 Empty street stares at me as I round the bend, the street was only dotted with the occasional school child. ‘Whew, thank goodness', I sigh in relief. I walk towards a waiting Ajax, ‘he's not there'. ‘But, he..’, ‘He's not there Ajax, I’ve checked’, I grab and pull a pouting Ajax. ‘Imagine, seeing Adam here, it would be hard to explain what he was doing here without it pointing to something bad', I think while transferring Ajax. ‘I don’t think I would be able to take it if he had ulterior motives for befriending me', relief courses through me again and again. Checking my watch as I walk back into my department floor, I see that I’m 3 minutes late. I hoped no one took notice as i turn back to my computer, ‘I wouldn’t want Simon to start asking questions again'. My peace is continuously disturbed by an annoying gaze and I remember why I hurried out to pick up Ajax before. ‘Psst’, I nudge Adam. ‘Do you mind dealing with that', I point at Miss Janet that was stating
For a moment I considered coming clean, telling him the truth of a son he never knew about, but the fear in my heart was stronger,So I chew slowly, bidding my time to formulate something believable, something that wouldn’t allow the serious expression his face had taken into something darker.I tried to formulate something that would allow me to keep this warm bubble we had built around ourselves,A bubble I was not keen on letting go off so soon.My head was a mess, strung between telling the truth and fumbling for lies,I had thought I was over this, relief had filled me when I found that he didn’t hear Ajax’s name fro Lisa's lips.I finish chewing and keep the smile on my face, deciding on the easy way out,‘He’s no one you should be bothered about', it was hard, dismissing my son as someone unimportant, yet it was easier than risking him taking Ajax away from me.I hoped it would be enough for him, my reassurance would be enough to quell questions he was suddenly keen on
Relief floods my insides and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in as the bell jangled, signifying their exit.‘I’ll be back in a minute', standing up, I head to the table they just left, clearing the pile of coloring books and crayons.Head chef had been so nice, allowing Ajax and Lisa in the restaurant for as long as they liked, but it won’t be fair to hog a table after they were gone, so I clear them up heading to the back room and placing them with Bella's things.I catch a glance of Cathy’s befuddled expression as I enter, knowing she would have pelted me with questions if she wasn’t attending to a customer.Stepping out, she’s done and I take a deep breath waiting for the maelstrom to begin.‘That’s Simon Valero right, theee Simon Valero', she draws closer to me and I stare, patiently nodding as she fires,‘Only son and child of Alicia Valero?, heir to SM group Simon Valero?’, her voice pitches with the last question and I finally use my words.‘Yeees', ‘To
‘You know you have to stop looking at the door whenever a customer walks in, you’re no longer a waitress', the sound of Bella's voice trickles to me, sounding at the back of my mind,Her statement was inconsequential in comparison with the drop of my heart to the pit of my stomach, the look of horror making a home on my face‘You're a…..’, she trails off as she follows my line of sight to the source of my predicament,‘Uh oh!’, she exclaims,Simon had walked in and was currently looking about the restaurant, a relaxed air about himI drop my head between my hands, hiding behind my hair, hoping he hadn’t seen me.‘That’s very fruitless, he has seen you already', I glance up again and my eyes meet eyes that lights up immediately they meet mine.‘What in the world is he doing here?’, I whisper yell, asking Bella and she shrugs,I quickly smoothen out my face, wipe horror off it as I face a smiling Simon sashaying towards me.My eyes turn towards the corner where Ajax and Lisa we
My eyes blur, my view of the clouds rolling by dimming,‘Simon!!’, I cry out his name, my abdomen and butt clenching as my orgasm trickles down my thighs, dripping unto the sheets beneath me when he finishes,He comes up to place a kiss on my lips and I taste my juices on his mouth.He drops beside me pulling me to him and for a while I could do nothing, only be pliant as he entwines our limbs together, I could only work on evening my breathing past the feeling of satiety engulfing me.Simon drags my head to his chest, wrapping his hands around me and I descend from the clouds to the feeling of Simon stroking my hair repeatedly.‘That was…’, I trail off, searching for the right word to use as I look up to see Simon smiling at me‘That was amazing', my voice pitches as I finally decide on the word and I rest my head on his chest again,‘I know', pride fills his tone, voice cocky,‘No need to gloat about it', I slap his chest as I speak, lifting myself up with my other hand, t
Then it stops, again, the chords dying out when those hands, those slender fingers turn in a different direction from me,The furnace raging seconds earlier dies out when his hands get folded across the back of his head and he lays down.That smirk is still on his lips as he lies, adjusting himself downward to make sure his head stays on the white blanket,Disappointment courses through me, annoying coolness replacing the fire in my veins.My lips purses, a pout taking over from disappointment, then I even it out immediately, my earlier boldness dying out.‘The sun would hurt your eyes', I blurt out, trying to hide my disappointment, trying to turn his mind elsewhere,He must have noticed it because a smile lifts his face and fills his eyes,He unfolds one hand and he pats whiteness beside him, not minding my statement, inviting me to join him on the ground.He motions with his eyes, patting the blanket beside him and it suddenly looked so enticing,Despite the fact that the
Simon returns empty handed and by then my stomach had protested loudly over and over, ‘Where’s the food’, I attack him as he enters not even waiting for him to speak. ‘It’s in the living room', my mouth rounds as he replies me with a slight smile on his face, He stoops down and picks up his pants and my eyes stay on him as he slides black fabric up thick thighs, his leg tenses as he raises each one, my eyes zeroing in on the bunched up muscles on each thigh. Adjusting it around his waist, he slides up the zipper, gaze turning to me and my face burns, embarrassment taking over, hoping he didn’t catch me ogling him, ‘If we stay here, we won’t be doing much eating', his eyes rake across my frame slowly as he zips up, from my legs upward stopping at my eyes, hungry look in them. I swallow and focus on the hunger in my stomach heading for the door, I stop at the door when I see him walk towards the bed, pulling the covers from it and folding it into his hands, ‘What are you
Watching him exit I stand up drag my panties up my thighs, I search for my lacey bra around the room but come up short, so I settle for sitting on the bed and waiting for Simon the blanket drawn up to my chest.While waiting I find I’m still in awe of the events of the last hours,‘Just yesterday I was worried about Sarah coming back into Simon's life, got drunk on my anxiety even, and now he confessed feelings to me', I was in awe but still it felt so strange,All this years of wishing and it finally came to pass but my mind is unsettled,‘What if this was a dream, a fragment of my imagination, wishful thinking bleeding onto reality', a sigh exits my lips,‘What if I wake up suddenly and find that I was dreaming all this while'‘What if I woke up and discover that none of it happened'‘What if Simon didn’t confess feelings for me, if he didn’t say he wanted to spend his life with me, he didn’t make love to me and call out my name while sending shock waves of ecstasy rippling t
My eyes flutter open, looking around the dimly lit room,In our passion induced haze, we didn’t even turn on the lights,The only source of light was the one streaming across the dark blinds whenever they fluttered open.Over the past hours Simon and I had alternated between love making and drifting off to sleep when spent,My back side was pressed flush against him as he slept, his hand across my waist and his soft breaths against the back of my neck,We were both very naked under white cotton covers and my body still tingled from the past hours of passion my skin clammy against his heated own.My eyes flick about the room noticing the absence of furniture here also, the only thing in the large room was the bed and another cloth covered furniture.From the size of the bed, it would be Simon's room and my eyes rake across the dark walls and white tiled floor,I look up and see there's also a chandelier but not as magnificent in size and beauty, The dull lightening makes it difficult
At first he stills, stuck in the moment of torture then the next second he hand wraps around my waist like a vice fitting my body against his like a glove,My head tilts further as he kisses me with ferocity,His lips are soft as he drags mine to his mouth, sucking on it like someone starved,Taking his upper lips into my mouth, I suck with equal passion, I work my tongue into his mouth and when he sucks on it delicious tingles spread down to the base of my spine, He plunges his into mine, and all the heat in my body pulls to my stomach, I drag my hands across the broad and tensed muscles in his back, anchoring myself to himHis tongue teases, brushing then sliding against mine and my back arches, my chest pressing against his,Hands sliding across my back, his fingers come to rest against the soft skin of my waist, playing against the hem of my dress shirt,My skin prickles at the point where his fingers brushes bare skin where my shirt had ridded up and heat pulls between my legs