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
Mark sat in the waiting room at the hospital, dressed in black trouser pants, and a long-sleeved white crisp shirt. He placed his elbows at his knees and his hands clasped together under his chin. His face was nonchalant with a glimpse of emotions coated in his eyes. Even though he looked relaxed and calm, his heart lingered with unease because of the situation at hand. After a moment of basking in his thoughts, A tall figure trudged into the room, calling his attention. Mark lifted his gaze in that direction. The man he saw was the very person he didn't have the patience to wait for anymore. Mark sprung to his feet, his heart slightly pounding in his chest and his breathing was palpable. “How is she?" He asked with concern, his eyes widened at the doctor as he swallowed hard.The doctor smiled, tucking his hands in the pockets of his lab coat. “Gentleman, your wife is in good condition after childbirth.” Mark sighed in relief, “Ah!" “W-What about the baby?" He stuttered, his gaze
For more than a year after Sophia was happily wedded to Mark, Sophia slept on the bed. In Between her back which leaned at the headboard was a soft pillow. her big tummy pointed outward. A quilt covered her fresh and smooth legs which she had covered since last night. The early morning sun shone into the bedroom from the floor-to-ceiling windows which made the gleaming room brighter. Her face locked on her phone screen as she perused through it casually, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Her phone chimed as a message dropped in her WhatsApp. It was a message from Selena, [Ma'am it's good to see you have gained your happiness.] Sophia had been chatting with her since she woke up from bed. She had been in talks with Selena and she promised to bring her over to work in her company. Sophia replied, [ Be prepared to come over to the UK whenever I say so]Immediately she sent the message, Sophia off the phone. Her face stared nonchalantly at the screen for a while as she was d
“I-I d-didn't m-m-mean to push you. I didn't know it was you," Jimmy stuttered, his body trembling the most. The thought of losing his job scared the sh*t out of him. “Don't you know she is my woman?" Jimmy nodded at the same time he shook his head in reply, “I had no idea." Mark turned to his guard with the most scary figure which his sinew muscles explicitly showed under his suit. “Make sure he is paid his wages before the hiring and firing department looks into his matter . He nodded subserviently, "Alright Boss.” "Take him away," Mark commanded. His guards pulled Jimmy away as he never fell short of pleading and calling on Sophia and Mark to forgive him. But all his pleas and cries all fell on deaf ears. After Jimmy was taken away and the noise had died down, Mark turned to Sophia as he stared at her with passion, “It's okay," he said gently in a doting tone. He didn't bother to know what happened, all he knew was Jimmy was working in the company and he never knew his relat
A black sleek Bentley pulled in front of the towering building. Gradually, The card door opened and Sophia stepped down from the car she casually shut the door with a slight thud, her face indifferent and a smile tugging at her lips.Taking her time as she leaned at the car, she clutched her purse in her left hand and her slightly cringed face focused on the phone screen in her hand as she silently went through the content on it. The white haute couture gown with spaghetti straps fit her so perfectly revealing her cleavage as the dress pushed up her breasts. Her brown eyes flashed with a tinge of brightness accentuating her beautiful face and her aura couldn't be ignored. Sophia got a message from Mark immediately after she got out of the car. [Good morning Sophie…Sorry, I couldn't come with you to your company but I am on my way. I will be with you in a jiffy.Love ya!]The smile on Sophia’s face broadened as she grinned uncontrollably, her hand adorably placed at her chest as h
Damian lounged on the couch in his chilly sitting room. His eyes drooped and his hair was disheveled from the constant ruffling of it. He sighed in frustration then his heart continued to rise and fall as he breathed. His heavy breath filled the air.His faded eyes darted around in the spacious room languidly, his heart restless as he yawned to get the answer to the one thing that troubled his heart. He had gone to broadcasting stations, live shows, newspapers, and magazines yet none of them couldn't give him a positive result after the publication he made at the various places. Even though he was frustrated, and had been having sleepless nights all night, he never backed down in searching and sending Authur to keep on investigating and gathering information. He still went further, telling Authur to get experienced people no matter the cost just to get him positive and heart-relieving news. “I don't care how much it will cost me or how long it will take me. All I know is I am going
Damian sat in his office, his indifferent face locked on the laptop as he carefully scrolled through the screen. One thing troubled his mind. The last time he visited Sophia, he was to go on a vacation the next day. He asked her to come with him but Sophia refused. However, before that, he had offered the keys to the Cool Maybach limited edition he bought for her. He further went on to pronounce he was willing to let her be the CEO of Trilix, His company Sophia worked in as the Head of the M.O group. “Damian you are unbelievable! just because I was kind enough to give you food to eat you think I had forgiven you?" Sophia spat out” His face became pale as Sophia’s words from that day replayed in his head. He froze staring blankly at the laptop screen as the thought of her actions that day clogged his heart in heavy emotions. Since he brought up the topic thinking things would be right instead things went south and Sophia scolded him and drove him curtly from her house.‘I should h
Damian stood in front of the door, his hand grabbing his waist as he sighed in frustration, his faded gaze staring at the door. He had been standing there for more than thirty minutes since he arrived. He knocked countless times but no reply came from within. He sighed in frustration, cringing his head, ‘Could it be that she doesn't want to see me again?’ He mused. He raised his head, “I know she is in there," he muttered, his finger pointing at the door then back grabbing his waist. Authur, who stood beside him after listening to what he said after a while said, “I don't think so Boss," he uttered calmly with a lace of concern in his voice. Damian turned to Authur hastily, his face turned red, “Then where is she?" He barked, "What did she want me to do before she can soften down a bit?” Authur stood like a servant before the king as he listened to Damian’s outburst having no words to say. Indeed it was heart-wrenching when all Damian’s efforts yielded fruitless results. No matt
Damian only blinked and rolled his eyes around the room uncontrollably. He stared at her in his heaviness of heart not having the guts to utter a word since his heart was clogged with emotions and his throat tightened with a knot. “How?" Sophia screamed, this time more loudly, her voice resonating in the whole room and to more than just the room they were in. Damian only stared blankly at her in reply. The emotions and shame rained on him this time more than ever which made his knees fade away as they went weak. Sophia scrutinized his face, her brow creased as she glared at him, and her eyebrows which rigid slightly trembling. “Even after all the nonsense….” Her finger pointed stiffly at Damian, "You still have the guts to treat me like I am a prisoner under your custody like you always wanted” She barked, her fingers pointing back at her chest as her heart throbbed with pain the most.Awkward silence stealthily swope over the atmosphere as Damian’s lips were sealed. Seeing that Da
Sophia stood in front of the wide mirror, her brown eyes frowning back at her from the mirror as her sullen face from the mirror etched with emotions. frowning at herself one more time from the mirror she adjusted the round neck of the black gown she wore, the sternness of her face surging on. When she was done with applying a red lipstick on her lips she turned and strutted to the bed, her clicking stilettos on the cold tires taking over the silence atmosphere in the room. She perched on the edge of the bed, her hand grasping her purse and she flung it open, her hand tucked in it simultaneously with her gaze searching for something. The calm sound filled her ears like a wall clock ticking as someone knocked on the door. Sophia's frowning gaze starred in that direction and the intensity of her glaring gaze reached a higher climax in the blink of an eye. Her eyelids knitted together and her lips pinned together in a straight line as her heart throbbed with anger. Her heart tightened