Sophia trailed out of the room in the hospital, her breath heavy and noisy under her nostrils. She placed her hand on the wall which aided her movement through the lobby since she was exhausted after Damian took her by force. “I don't know why I have anything to do with you in the first place, you vicious woman." Damian’s heart-wrenching words repeated in her head and she froze in her tracks, she bent down exhaustively with her hands supporting herself on her knees. If Damian claimed she was that vicious and she irked him why would he have to force her to get bond with him? A thousand questions kept running through her mind. She slowly supported her hand on the wall hesitantly as she took a few steps backward, leaning her back to the wall for support. She stared into the atmosphere as her mind went blank. She felt lifeless. After a moment of standing numb, Sophia was brought back to the present as she heard footsteps approaching. Her worried gaze slowly tilted in the direction she
Dr. Lucas showed up just like Melissa demanded. He stood with his hands stuck in the pockets of his lab coat, his lips lively with smiles. Melissa already thanked him for the job well done. Dr. Lucas' head swelled bigger and bigger because of the approbation he got from Melissa. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Melissa stared at him with her face sterned, “What did Damian say after you told him?" She condescended. Dr. Lucas heaved a deep sigh, cringing his head, silence taking over the atmosphere as he searched within himself to come up with an answer. After a moment of contemplating, he raised his head abruptly, “I couldn't reach him. His—”"He told me he fell from the stairs and his phone was broken,” Melissa added her two cents immediately cutting the doctor off from what he was saying. Dr. Lucas stood speechless, staring at Melissa as she spoke. “One more thing, Ms. Melissa," Dr. Lucas said calmly, motioning his finger as he spoke which brought Melissa's tightened face to him.
Sitting in the back of the Rolls Royce Phantom, Mr. Damian was restless. He felt his brow grow sweaty. Even though there was a conducive atmosphere as the air conditioner was already on, he kept on giving sharp inhales. He could feel the trickling sweat under his armpits. “Damn it!" The words escaped from his lips. And immediately his hand clenched, till his whole body trembled. He leaned in closer to the driver, who was no other person but Authur, “Move this car. Get me to that bastard’s place now," he shrieked, “I have to teach him some manners." Authur felt a lump down his throat, “Alright Boss," “Get me to his place!" Damian condescended not knowing how he was feeling. The pain was too much and I lack words to express it. He unclenched his fist, clenching his jaw as he groaned, the wrenching pain in his heart escalated. His hand traveled to his hair, ruffling it up hastily and his well-brushed inky hair suddenly became a mess. His heavy and noisy gasps filled the atmosphere a
It had been over a month since Sophia's father passed away and he was buried. When Damian got to know about it, it took a toll on him. Despite his internal trauma he never wanted anybody to know he felt remorse for the loss of his father-in-law. When he lost billions of dollars, he went to the hospital that day after leaving Mark's place to confront the heartbroken Sophia just for one of the nurses to break the news of Mr. Davies's death to him. Damian had to return home heartbroken and confused. Since then he had kept a long distance from Sophia but his attention and love toward Melissa grew more and stronger. Damian decided it was the best thing to do by giving her some time after all she was still in the hospital. Sophia chose to be at the hospital even after her father's funeral. Melissa had a plan she had been waiting to execute. Whenever she thought she was wasting time fulfilling her plans, she concluded it was the right time. “No that won't be wise. Damian had lost a lot o
Damian’s heart sank in his chest as he listened to the soft music playing in the background, “Can you unblindfold me, please," he uttered gently, imagining what the place was like.“Take it off,” Melissa chortled, her voice coming from a distance away from Damian. Damian pushed the black piece of cloth down his face. His eyes traveled around silently as he observed the whole arena. wowed by what he saw, a smile crept on his lips and he nodded observing the decor of the spot one more time."You like it?” Melissa asked, sipping from her flute glass.Damian’s Friendly gaze slowly spotted Melissa romantically posed beside the well-decorated table with spicy and luscious meals across it.Damian observed her for a while. He gazed at her cleavage, his gaze roaming at her half-shown-out breast. She wore a strapless dress which clad her milky tits, covering not up to an inch away from her nipples. Melissa, who knew Damian was checking her out, took a few steps forward, swaying her hips. Dami
It's been two weeks since Damian stunned Melissa when she deceived him she was going bro make him forget his worries. After Damian left the hotel, Melissa ordered Dr. Lucas to meet her at the hotel. Immediately the doctor arrived, he greeted Melissa and she replied with a thundering slap across Luca’s face which made his head spin and his vision blurry. The potion Dr. Lucas handed to her wasn't what she needed. Melissa paid him heavily and yet she didn't get what she wanted. Dr. Lucas the fault was from the supplier and not his. They went to the supplier as Melissa condescended with some hoodlums who smacked the hell out of the supplier, leaving him wailing in pain. Damian got better after sleeping for a whole day. He apologized to Melissa for treating her the way he did. He thought he was under the influence of alcohol. That was while he behaved that silly. Melissa forgave him and they were happy again, living their love lives.She kept on demanding cash for her upkeep since she we
It's been two weeks. Damian sat at the dining table with Melissa. His face was nonchalant as he listened to Melissa talking all through. At some point, a genuine smile crept on his lips and his eyes blinked at Melissa whose cheeks flushed as she locked gaze with Damian. Melissa took a spoonful of fried rice into her. Mouth, “Cutie-pie," she called, chewing the food gently. Damian stared at her with a raised brow uttering no words, his hand grabbing the apple juice in the tumbler glass. “When are we going to get my wedding dress?" She cut the steak with her cutler, which made some noise as the cutler ground against the platter. “Tomorrow," Damian drank gently from his tumbler, his gaze never leaving Melissa. Melissa bounced in her seat, her cheek dimple with a smile immediately she heard Damian's words. She sprung to her feet, throwing her hands over above her head with her cutleries in her hand, “This is good news!" She danced. She stood moving her hips from side to side as Dami
Emily shook her head, staring at Damian with disgust, as she scrunched her nose. “I don't have time to waste on you," she shook her head slowly. Emily was disappointed in Damian for being so gullible. How could he do such a thing? After all, Damian had told her how he was in love with Sophia. How Sophia gave him a sense of relief, only for Damian to mess the whole thing up by letting Melissa back into his life. Damian stood rigid, frowning at Emily. “Selena," Emily called in a low voice, her stern gaze locked with Damian. “Yes Ma'am," Selena answered politely where she stood just beside Emily. “Tell me everything that has been happening in my brother's house since that evil girl returned,” Emily's stern face slowly turned to Selena, "This time I want to know everything." Emily’s finger pointed at her lips, “Read my lips, I mean every single thing that happened I want to know." "Okay ma'am," Selena muttered under her breath. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest as s
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