Dr. Lucas sat in his office under the cozy atmosphere. His gaze focused on the screen of the laptop and the dexterity of his fingers moved swiftly on the keyboard as he typed. “Next patient please," he said gently, his gaze never leaving the laptop screen. Two able-bodied men opened the door and strutted in with their shoulders tensed. They stood in front of Dr. Lucas. He was too busy to even notice the sort of men who just walked in.“Have a seat," his finger pointed at the seats in front of him before getting a grasp of the cup of coffee beside his laptop. He took two sips and hastily withdrew his lips from the mug, shutting his eyes tightly, “Ah the tea is scorching! It's hot," he chuckled, “Maybe I going to come back to it later," his lips plastered with a smile, “Sorry to keep you waiting," "So let me have your report,” his gaze traveled to the strange men as he extended his hand to take something from them. His brow knitted together as he gave them a confused look, his eyes
Damian splintered into the room, “I was in a crucial meeting and you just sent me a text to meet you in this slump?" He snarled, clenching his fist. Mark glared at Damian, “You better watch how you are talking, or else you will never know the truth about the nonsense happening in your household.” Damian strutted further, "Don't waste my time let's get to why you text me to meet you here,” he scoffed.Mark threw his head backward and he chugged on his drink, "If not that I am doing this for Sophia I won't have had anything to do with a gullible dumbass like you.” Damian’s fists tightened by his sides till his hands trembled, "She is mine and you aren't permitted to have anything to do with her,” Damian growled. Mark furrowed his gaze at Damian, his free hand clutching his brow, “Ah! This dude is unbelievable," he cringed, shaking his head in reprimand. Mark kept the bottle beside the chair he sat on and he got up under the influence of the alcohol he took. His legs wobbled before
Melissa lounged on the couch, her legs crossed on the center table. Her gaze locked engrossingly on the broad TV on the wall. She sipped gently from her mug, “Ughhh!" She sighed, then licked her lips, “This is so cool," she complimented. Her gaze fixed on the liquid in her hand as she twirled it smoothly. The corner of her lips curved into a smile. She wasn't living under the same roof with Sophia and she had feigned several times for Damian to look for Sophia wherever she was but Damian always warned her not to talk about Sophia where he was. What she always wanted to see him do. Emily, who was a threat to her, didn't seem to be like it anymore. Damian made sure he protected her from Emily whenever Emily made a move on her. She took two sips, giving a deep sigh as she felt the tang of the coffee plastered on her tongue like honey. She placed the mug on the glass table and she crossed her hands over her chest, her gaze locked on the TV. “Shit!" She mouthed, immediately averting he
“She is innocent,” Damian’s words echoed in Emily's head. Her heart tightened, and immediately the nonchalance on her face vanished into a scowling gaze at Damian. Emily clenched and unclenched her hands, "Ughhh!” She sighed. "Seriously?” She widened her gaze at Damian in disappointment. She couldn't believe Damian could be that naive when she thought Damian to be witted. Emily shook her head as silence wafted in the atmosphere, her legs grew weak and her mouth parted in "O” shape when she tried to speak but couldn't find the words."I can see you had your head messed up by this b*tch,” Emily faltered, her hand motioning at Melissa who sunk in shock but swiftly vanished immediately she swallowed hard. She knew everything about Melissa and her mischievous acts with the doctor. She has been in talks with Mark as they agreed to work on the issue at hand together.Seeing that Damian could remain his ground about Melissa made everything come crumbling to her feet. For a moment she regrett
Melissa jolted to and fro in her bedroom, her heart hammering in her chest. Her hand grabbed her waist and the other hand scratched her hair rapidly, “No f*cking way!" She screamed, her voice echoing in the room. Her eyes broadened and her hand clutched her mouth when it dawned on her that she could call attention. She froze in her stance, her ears listening to the sound of her heartbeat, and her eyes stared in alarm at the door. Her noisy breath filled the whole atmosphere.After a moment when nobody pulled at the door as she said all the prayers, she knew on earth that at least no one should barge into the room. “No f*cking way!" She muttered under her breath. She placed her hand soothingly at her chest and her widened eyes locked at the door. “I won't let that evil woman destroy all I have worked for. I didn't come this far to quit, I didn't come this far for her to poke her fingers in my face. She won't spoil things for me,” she sighed, giving herself some words of encourageme
Dr. Lucas knelt before Mark, his widened eyes evident with fear. His heart pounded in apprehension as he observed the man who sat before him with his face tightened. The doctor couldn't hold it anymore from freaking out. Sweat trickled down his armpits. “Please Mr. Mark be lenient with me," he pleaded in one gasp, then his breath continued to be noisy.Mark's glare shifted across his men who stood beside the doctor. He silently instructed them and they seized him by his arms, increasing the climax of his nervousness, “I never knew she was a cruel woman. Please I never knew this could come this far," he breathed rapidly again.Mark leaned in, his finger placed across his lips, "Shush!” He uttered, his eyes holding darkness that I had never seen in my entire life.The doctor shut up instantly, his hands trembling. He watched as the angry beast ran his fingers on the phone screen, each passing second, his heart nastily heating against his rib cage. "I have found the fool,” he placed h
Sophia Barged into her room, her face tightened. Her heart squeezed and pained at each passing moment like a two-edged sharpened sword was thrust into her heart. She came to an abrupt halt immediately she stepped her feet into the room, her fists formed balls till her knuckles turned white as she blazed with anger. She glared into the room, her eyebrows knitted together. Her whole body trembled. Everything she glared at irked her which made her stomach growl.In the blink of an eye, she jolted to the wardrobe and flipped its door open. She carried her toddler to the bed and she strutted back and packed her clothes as fast as her hands could be. She felt a firm grasp on the cloth she was pulled from the hanger and she turned just to see Melissa. Sophia's glowering gaze intensified as she scowled at Melissa, her eyebrows which knitted together trembled. She yanked her dress from Melissa's grasp, a groan escaping from her lips. “What do you want, Melissa,” Sophia barked, her gaze loc
Melissa tapped rapidly on Damian’s strong hand which choked her throat. Her eyes turned red as they grew broad in her sockets. Damian let go of her neck curtly and she hit the wall with a thud. “You dare ask me if I am drunk?” Damian growled, pointing back at his chest. "You are accusing me, Damian, I don't know what you are talking about,” Melissa uttered, her voice etched with annoyance as she leaned in with her hands clenched.Graveyard silence filled the room as Damian glared at her with a glimpse of surprise in his eyes. The way Melissa shot back at him looked too good to be true. “Damn it!" Damian uttered, breaking the anticipation which hung in the air. He would have fallen for her corny acts if he didn't have proof. Melissa would have successfully blindfolded him if the doctor wasn't caught and tortured to talk. Damian took a deep sigh offering silent thanks to Mark who helped him come to the light of everything happening in his life. He felt his eyes welled up as he blink