BETH- PRESENT
Today is the day my baby’s paternity is determined. Luckily, it is a Saturday, so I don’t have to deal with Mia and Stacy’s trite comments about my weight and distraction at work. I didn’t even know that I was adding weight! I had tried to get Alex to agree to accompany me to the hospital, but she had been too busy dealing with work and nursing her broken heart; I still feel guilty about that one, even though I know that I shouldn’t. Hopefully, the results will clear things up.
I cross and uncross my legs several times while I wait for both males to arrive, and pretend that I am not nervous or scared out of my mind. The hospital is beautiful, frequented by many celebrities. They had taken steps to deviate from the normal sterile white environment of hospitals by painting the walls a cher
BECK- PRESENTUnbelievable!I look at the mail in front of me and curse out loud. Rosa pokes her head into my office to see if I am okay, but I wave her off. I still haven't fully forgiven her.The mail is long and detailed, including a picture of a sonogram and blood work of the mother. But that is not the part that holds my attention. I've been had! Rainbow successfully fucked me over! How did I not see this coming? Me, who has always been careful! It didn’t even happen with Teresa, and heaven knows that she tried.I groan and slump in my chair, all thoughts about work forgotten. My 300 square meters office suddenly feels claustrophobic, and I struggle to loosen my necktie when I decide to take the day off.“Reschedule all my appointments, I'm taking the rest of today off." I inform Rosa. “Are you okay?” She asks with motherly concern. “Rainbow is having my child.” “Oh!” Rosa gasps out with a sympathetic look.I shake my head when she tries to get out of her seat, and hightail it fo
BETH- PRESENT“I suppose the mulberry looks better than the plum,” Rachel is saying. She hands two scraps of fabric that look the same to me and I smile at her.If I had a choice on how to spend my Sunday evening, time with Rachel would have been my least option. I mean, how much fun can spending time with your boyfriend’s mother be? Especially if said woman believes she is related to the Queen?“Certainly Rachel. You have a good eye for color.” I praise her and set the fabrics aside, before lifting my cup to sip my tea, just to avoid further conversation. My phone vibrates on the chair beside me (you never place your phone on the table when with family or friends; Rachel educated me on our first meeting, and it has stuck); but I discreetly check it anyway.I wasn’t the most popular kid in high school, and I didn't have many friends; just one, a badass miniature spitfire Latina named Alejandra. I called her Alex and she, like everyone pre-Chase, called me Rainbow. We used to go everyw
BETH- PRESENT“What!” I cry softly as he rises to his feet and begins to pace.“You and I are different people now, different from who we were when we met. I love you, Liz, I really do!” He exclaims and pauses in front of me. “But not enough to marry you.”I listen quietly while he speaks, not interrupting, and not asking questions. My ears are ringing and my pulse is racing. I feel like hyperventilating while I have a panic attack. ‘You're not good enough for him,’ a part of my brain informs me and I start to gasp for air.“Elizabeth, Liz!” He exclaims with alarm and grabs my shoulders and I instantly shrink away from his touch.“Why?” I ask. “Why am I not good enough for you to marry?” I ask in a calm voice, after locking my emotions away.“I didn’t say that you aren’t good enough.” He instantly defends.“Why then? Why can’t you marry me!” I deadpan.“Because you are boring! Our relationship is boring!” He yells and resumes his pacing“Huh?” I ask in disbelief.“You used to be fun a
BETH- PASTThe first time I set my eyes on ‘the hostel’, I immediately hated the place. The little house must have been lovely once, but age and depreciation has sapped all its beauty.Mary Roberts, the woman in charge, is waiting for me at the front porch and welcomes me with a smile. She sends me to play with the other children while the adults talk. The lady that brought me was explaining to Ms. Roberts that my stay would be temporary since her home only had boys. Just before I find the other children, I hear her reply that she wouldn’t mind the presence of another woman.I smiled brightly because she said I was a woman and peer at the children playing in the backyard. Two of them are engaged in a fierce battle of tug, and the other just watches them. I assume he must be the shy one that always watches, rather than joining in so i approach him first.One look at him though, and I am lost. He is the most beautiful boy in the world, and I have seen many! His hair is so dark; it is al
BECK- PRESENTLong meetings with potential new clients are hard and tasking both mentally and physically; emotionally too, sometimes. However, no amount of ornery new clients can shake me as much as a ‘talk’ from my father.At sixty-five, my father still strikes an imposing figure, with his full head of gray hair and well-kept and groomed body. Many find it attractive and have even ventured to call him debonair. He runs a tight ship and every one rushes to do his bidding, whether family, friend, staff or paparazzi. They all simply adore him.But I know the truth about him. I think Alessia knows it too, but she is too much of a kiss ass to do anything about it. I know that my father is just a manipulative thug. Be it business or pleasure, he is used to getting his way; and everyone he has ever taken advantage of never knows that they have been manipulated.I suppose that I am like him in a lot of ways, not just in looks. That is why I can sense his plotting a mile away. So, when he cal
BECK- PRESENT“I must confess though, that I am not very pleased about this matter with Teresa.” He gets to it, and I groan loudly. “Don’t give me that! I thought that we had an understanding that friends of the family are out of bounds? Even Dante understands this.”Do I need to remind him that Teresa has pursued me for over a decade, since the first time we met at her father’s birthday party? No. Should I tell him that three months ago when we had sex, I had been drunk as skunk? Also no. Did I expect that Teresa would seize the opportunity to declare us a couple to the world? Heck no!, but I should have expected it.I down my drink and go to pour myself a fresh one, bringing the bottle with me. All thoughts of the leggy blonde waiting at home vanish to the back of my mind, and I preoccupy it with thoughts on how to get out of this conversation.“Men need women; I know that more than anyone else. But only on the biological level. Anything else and you become Carlo.” He adds with a gr
BETH- PRESENTIf the saying, time flies by when you are having fun, is true; then the opposite can be said for when you are not. Having Mary by my side helps relieve some of my heartache, but not all. Chase still calls every day and I'm beginning to think that I overreacted. When I mentioned this to Mary, she scoffed and assured me that men love what they can’t have; that Chase is merely caught up in the thrill of the chase. We had both laughed at word play and put it aside.His calls did not alleviate the nervousness I feel about Alex’s party. Alex must have received my reply because she has been calling nonstop. I try to sound as animated as she does over the phone, but my awkwardness is glaringly obvious; I was never good at small talk. But Alex being Alex, our conversations are anything but awkward.My nerves are frayed at the thought of seeing Alex again after eight years. So when I dress for her party, I am very nervous. I decided to go with a look she knew me with, so I matched
BECK- PRESENT“I think you've had more than enough sweetheart.” I say with a smile. “That’s not my name.” She replies with a giggle and I'm lost.My taste in women has always revolved around the bold and hot. This woman, though, is pushing my buttons!I am an unwilling attendee at this event. I recently procured this yacht for Caliri & Co., and I may or may not have been planning to take her for a spin, when Sofia announced that she needed it to impress her new girlfriend. She manipulated me into agreeing. So I am here to ensure that they don’t go overboard. I am about to get a drink to pass the time when she stumbles in.As I look at this woman with hair the best shade of brown I have ever seen, I stop regretting my attendance. Each time I look at her, a feeling of dejavu settles; and I can't help but feel like we have met. For some reason, the fact that she has strayed from the party and is obviously drunk, but acts like she is in the right place turns me on.“Your name,” I whisper
BECK- PRESENTUnbelievable!I look at the mail in front of me and curse out loud. Rosa pokes her head into my office to see if I am okay, but I wave her off. I still haven't fully forgiven her.The mail is long and detailed, including a picture of a sonogram and blood work of the mother. But that is not the part that holds my attention. I've been had! Rainbow successfully fucked me over! How did I not see this coming? Me, who has always been careful! It didn’t even happen with Teresa, and heaven knows that she tried.I groan and slump in my chair, all thoughts about work forgotten. My 300 square meters office suddenly feels claustrophobic, and I struggle to loosen my necktie when I decide to take the day off.“Reschedule all my appointments, I'm taking the rest of today off." I inform Rosa. “Are you okay?” She asks with motherly concern. “Rainbow is having my child.” “Oh!” Rosa gasps out with a sympathetic look.I shake my head when she tries to get out of her seat, and hightail it fo
BETH- PRESENTToday is the day my baby’s paternity is determined. Luckily, it is a Saturday, so I don’t have to deal with Mia and Stacy’s trite comments about my weight and distraction at work. I didn’t even know that I was adding weight! I had tried to get Alex to agree to accompany me to the hospital, but she had been too busy dealing with work and nursing her broken heart; I still feel guilty about that one, even though I know that I shouldn’t. Hopefully, the results will clear things up.I cross and uncross my legs several times while I wait for both males to arrive, and pretend that I am not nervous or scared out of my mind. The hospital is beautiful, frequented by many celebrities. They had taken steps to deviate from the normal sterile white environment of hospitals by painting the walls a cher
BECK- PRESENTI want to believe that work is hectic today; that the client demands and ongoing projects are taking longer than they ought. I want to pretend that this morning's meeting, when I lost my patience, had nothing to do with the absurdity of my late night meeting with my legal team.But it is all a lie. Why can't I stomach the rationale that Rainbow tried to swindle me? Each time I remember our night together, I wonder if I am that much of a fool. Besides, she did not strike me as someone who was faking.Was she? How humiliating! Women have flocked around me because of my money before, but the ones that make it to my bed want to be exclusive. To think that a woman would fake it with me…"I know you're still mad at me, but how long do you intend to i
BECK- PRESENTRosa places a cup of coffee in front of me and I sip the scalding liquid, ignoring the burning in my tongue. Then I return my focus to the window behind me. I am not admiring the impressive view of the bustling city being in my high rise office affords me, nor am I strategizing ways to make more money.The truth is, i am trying to quiet my mind; the one screaming bloody murder. Why else would I be at work by this time, with people I'm sure can't wait to escape back to their lives.“Anthony, are you sure about this?” One of the people seated at the table with me whispers, and I clench my fists.“I am positive.” Anthony replies. “They were a couple up until three months ago.”“Do
BETH- PRESENTA soft wind rustled through the trees as I gaze out my window. One look at me and you would assume that I am admiring the unhindered view of nature; but you couldn't be farther from the truth. The truth is that my mind is miles away.It is Saturday, and I have spent most of my week evading calls, mostly those from the hospital. The serenity of nature reminds me of the proverbial calm before the storm. I am terrified, scared witless about my life.Before Alex’s last visit, I had absolutely no doubt in my mind about whose child I am carrying. But now, I am afraid. Afraid of the future, afraid for my child. Even though I promised to do all I can to help her, I have been avoiding reality all this time; pushing it back one more day. All i need is an extra day, i always promise myself.I am warming my hands on a cup of coffee I dare not drink when my doorbell rings. Confused, and a little annoyed at the disturbance, I stalk to the door and yank it open."What?" I bellow at t
BECK - PASTMy arm is still in a cast when papa says it's time to leave the hospital. I don't want to leave, I like the hospital; the nurses are nice and pretty. I was involved in an accident, and cannot remember much.The doctor says my memory will come back if I go to a familiar place, but papa says he cannot take me back 'there.' I don't know where 'there' is, but from the way Papa's lips purse, I figure it must not have been a nice place.Papa says he is taking me to Italy to spend time with grandma. He wants me to learn about my rich heritage, and the customs of my people. I don't want to. I want to remember my past; unfortunately, each time I try, I have a headache. The doctor says it's normal, but I don’t like it.I am afraid when the car pulls up to pick us up at the entrance to the hospital but I try not to show it. Papa must have noticed because he holds my hand the entire car ride. He assures me that the driver is very experienced and unlikely to be involved in an accident.
BECK- PRESENTBusiness is competitive; requiring you to give your body and soul. I don't mind giving it my all. I don't even mind the competition, it makes me a better man.The last few weeks, I worked offsite, supervising the refurbishing of our latest boat. She is turning out to be more beautiful than ever. I find the work gratifying and enjoy watching her get stripped bare, then remodeled.I also relish the opportunity to escape the oppressive atmosphere in the office, and my father. I have become quite skilled at avoiding him, and this project is a perfect opportunity. Granted that I don't need to supervise the work, I have an able team, but I had to get away; what with Teresa randomly showing up at my place, to my father reminding me about the forthcoming quarterly meeting and his plan to name me his heir.Another reason I need space is to lick my wounds after losing a business deal to the Arlingtons. They have been my major competition in real estate and I am a sour loser.My ri
BETH- PRESENTThe day Mary is discharged from the hospital, while cleaning her room in preparation for her return, I find her prescription for the blood pressure. When I confront her about it, she brushes aside my concerns and assures me she was fine and didn't need the drugs. For that reason, I promise to FaceTime her everyday day to watch her take the drugs. She says I'm being extra, but I have to take precaution.My mind is full. On one hand, I try to feel optimistic about Mary’s considerable improvement, but I am not feeling it. Alex and I discussed getting her a nurse, but she shut the idea down. According to her, it was too soon to hand the reins of her life over to someone else.On the other, I dread a meeting with Chase. He called almost every minute I was away, checking on me and Mary; to the point that it has become annoying. What is he trying to achieve? Does he think the baby changes anything?I scoff at the thought and pull into my street. Chase is waiting outside my hous
BETH- PRESENTI panic -dial her number. My hands are shaking so much; I drop the phone twice before managing to put the call through to Alex. Luckily, she answers on the first ring."Where are you! Why haven't you been answering?" She queries. "Is she okay?" I ask instead. There is a scuffle on the other end and Sofia's voice comes on."Hi Beth. Mary had a little incident this morning, but she is okay now. She called Alex when she couldn't reach you. They have her on observation, and may need to keep her for the night." "Oh thank God! I will be there as soon as I can. Thank you."I try to sound as relaxed as she had, but I fail. She managed to give me information without giving anything away. If her plan was to reduce my panic, she failed because immediately I get off the phone, I rush out like a mad woman and gun my car."Please be okay. Please be okay." I repeat the mantra on the long drive to her. When I reach the waiting room Alex and Sofia are, I throw my arms around Alex but she