Russell was avoiding me.No, scratch that.He was going well out of his way to ensure that he didn’t share the same space as me for more than thirty seconds, or at least not if he could help it.Between the time we sent together in his room and now that we were on the flight back to California, that much had become quite obvious.During breakfast with my parents, he barely said more than two words to me, or to anyone for that matter. He did answer when my father asked him a question though and he gave my mum a compliment about her cooking, but I think that was him trying to be polite.I just couldn’t understand what had changed so suddenly. Had I done something to offend him or did he just decide all of a sudden that he had had enough of my company? I thought back to our interactions over the last couple of days and I didn’t think I had done anything to make him so cold towards me.Throughout the flight and during the ride from the airport home, he still proceeded to ignore my existenc
Ever since i was a little girl, i had always dreamed about how i wanted my wedding to be. I dreamed of wearing the prettiest dress and the shinniest tiara as my daddy walked me down the aisle. I would look like a princess, wearing the brightest smile as i walked towards the alter to meet my prince charming. That fantasy felt like such a distant memory. In my childhood fantasies, i never imagined that i was going to be walking down an aisle while being a 3 months. But here i was. Turns out there was going to be no walking down any aisle at all, except for the long corridor that led up to the magistrate court where we were to sign the legal documents that would bind Russell and I as a married couple. Yesterday, when Russell asked me to meet him at surfs cafe to discuss the details of the marriage, i was a little surprised. "Why the rush all of a sudden?" I asked. "Well unfortunately." He replied grimly, "The shareholders meeting has been brought forward. Its happening in 2
"I refuse to let you throw away your dreams and happiness because of some bad decisions or a phase that you are going through." My mum yelled for what felt like the twenty fifth time ever since I told her about mind me and Russell's plan. "Mum, it's already done okay? There's nothing you, me or anyone for that matter can do about it. The reception dinner is just a formality because I wanted you and dad to be a part of my special day." "But the timing is just wrong. Your sister cannot even make it on time, and everything is just so sudden. Why do you want to rob your father of the chance to bless your union and walk you down the aisle? You know he has been dreaming about that for so long. " "It's just the way it has to be mum. Maybe someday I'll be explain why things had to go down this way. As for dad blessing our union and giving his wedding sermon, he would be able to do that at the reception dinner. Also, I'm sorry, so very sorry for robbing dad if the chance to walk me down th
“I told you every thing was going to work out for the best right?”“That you did, that you did.” He replied, taking a swig from his bottle while I took a swig from my fruit juice. By now, the bottles were almost empty but apparently, Russell had reserves, another bottle of wine and another carton of fruit juice were seated on the round table by the corner and once we exhausted the first one, Russel was quick to open the other.“You really weren’t planning on returning back to the party anytime soon were you? I asked Russell.“Nope.” He replied truthfully. “I was planning to spend the night all alone, drinking wine and staring at the beautiful night sky.”“I mean the sky Is beautiful.” I pointed out. “But come on, there was no was no way you planned to finish two bottles of red all on your own.”“Not really. I was hoping that a young and beautiful woman named Elisa would join me and keep me company while I tried.”“Oh please.”I replied, shoving him playfully and we both laughed.“You
“It’s nice to know that you are alive and well after your drinking escapades yesterday.” I said to him teasingly. “It’s a miracle you even know where your phone is right now. Do you even remember how you got home last night?”“Of course I do.” He replied lightly even though I knew he was lying through his teeth. “I promise you I was not all that drunk. Just a little tipsy is all.”“Oh really?” I asked. “Because the two empty bottles of red wine you left on the balcony last night would beg to differ.”“Damn. Two whole bottles? Was it that much?”“I thought you said you remembered everything that happened last night?”“Okay so maybe my memory of last night is a little bit fuzzy but its really not as bad as you think.”“Oh I think its exactly as bad as i think. I mean if I didn’t know better I would be offended. I mean for a groom to choose a bottle over his wife and no less on their wedding day…so very cruel. And to think we were supposed to be having a steamy wedding night together…”
While everyone else was blissfully clueless about the cetemony that was to be held the nexy day, I already had all the information so it didn't come as much of a shock to me as it did for them. i was just happy that i didn't have to do any office work because in as much as i didn't want to admit it, the pregnancy was really starting to take its toll on my strength and with all the stress from the wedding, i needed more than one day of rest. It was just too bad that Ms. Jenny already had a bunch of ice things to say about my plenty off days, and since i apparently managed to get into get into her good books i wasn't ready to get out of it just yet. The plan was to wait until it was time for my maternity leave. When it was eventually time for the ceremony to begin, i found myself getting anxious to see Russell in his moment of greatness. He had done so much, worked so hard to get to where he was and it was honestly an honor to be a part of it. As he walked across the stage to give hi
Wow, your car is really nice. I didn't even know you had a car thus cool." I said to Jason as we drove home later that evening."I know. I almost never bring it to the office because of the traffic. It would be pointless anyway and i'll only end up being hours late and i'll the have my ass kicked by the terrifying Ms. Jenny.""She really is a scary woman to piss off." i agreed and Jason lauged.On a very serious note though, Jason's car was quite impressive. I didn't knpw much about cars but i at least knew that BMW sports cars were a big deal."You know you would have know what car i drove if ypu didn't leave me hanging all those months ago after your welcome barbeque.""Oh my God, Jason, I alrrady apologizer for tgat and i thought uou forgave me. I promise the whole situation was out of my control. if i could have avoided it, things wouldn't have gone down the way they did that night.""i know, i know. i'm not trying to make you feel guilty. i'm just stating a fact which is that i
“Friends huh?” Russell asked with what I could only assume was an underlying meaning hidden somewhere. He didn’t say anything but he was definitely implying something, and I refused to let Russell come in between me and the most precious friendship I had found ever since I started working at NNT. Jason was a gift from God to me, and I would be damned before I let Russell or anyone else for that matter destroy what we shared simply because he was feeling a little…a little…I don’t even know what he was feeling to be quite honest, but whatever it was, I could only hope that he found a way to fix it before it grew into something that none of us would be able to contain.“Yes ...” replied, choosing to ignore whatever underlying meanings lay hidden behind his words. “In fact, Jason is much more than a friend to me. He is the perfect companion, and so much more.”“Oh really?” Russell asked even though the sound of his voice suggested that he would rather talk about the latest trends in the f
Detective Jameson's eyes narrowed as he watched Charlie being handcuffed and led away. The confession had come unexpectedly, but the motive was all too familiar. "Revenge," he muttered to his partner. "The oldest motive in the book." Rodriguez, Jameson's partner shook her head. "Family dynamics can be toxic. Brothers, especially." As Charlie was taken into custody, Elisa finally felt a sense of closure. Her daughter, Emily, was safe, and the kidnapper had been caught. But the truth was harder to swallow. Charlie, her husband's brother abd the man whom she had once thought of soending her life with had orchestrated the kidnapping. "It was all about revenge," Charlie spat during the interrogation. " He took everything from me – our parents' attention, the family business... He left me with nothing." Jameson's expression remained stoic. "And you thought kidnapping an innocent child would even the score?" Charlie's eyes flashed with anger. "You don't understand. Russellalways got e
“What are you doing here?” He asked, composing himself and trying to pretend like he wasn’t affected by my presence but I could see through his charade. He wa spanicking a lot and although he thought that his hideout had been pretty secure, here i was standing right there in the flesh. Still, he couldn't show his fears or he was going to appear guilty.“What do you mean?” I came to see you.” I replied, pretending to play his game.“Cut the crap Russ. What are you doing here and how the fuck did you find me?”“What can i say? I was just passing by. i mean i was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by to say hello to my only brother.”At my words, he huffed and went over to his bedside to put on his shirt, and boxers on pretending to ignore me."Are you going to stand there and watch me get dressed?" He asked probably in a bid to get rid of me."Its nothing i've not seen before so you can relax."Charlie sighed in frustration at my adamancy.“Well, you’ve said hello now so you can
I had faced a lot of challenges in my life. I mean, that was avoidable considering what i had achieved. No great achievement came without challenges and I was proud to say that I was fairly successful myself. I also prided myself in the knowledge that I was a troubleshooter and a problem solver. I always had an idea on how to get out of complicated situations, and if i couldn't get an answer right away, all i had to do was sleep over it and come morning, I'd have a solution on my hand.But two days had passed and I was yet to discover a solution to my most prominent life problem. My daughter was missing and I had no idea where she was or where to look. With every passing day, I felt as though the very world in which I live d was crumbling in on me and I simply felt suffocated and helpless. The police had no leads and the one sure lead I had; they were not giving me the go ahead to look into. They weren’t looking into it themselves either or at least they weren’t look into it fast eno
“But according to Miss. Jones’ statement,” The judge continued. “It appears that she told you that she was pregnant but you refused to acknowledge it and rather accused her of lying.”“That’s true your honor.” Charlie agreed. “But in my defense, the first time she told me about her pregnancy, she called me through my brother’s phone. Now prior to the time, she and my brother Russell had never met before. In fact, I had never even told her that I had a brother, so it didn’t make sense to me that she was calling me from his phone. I took it as it was a prank planned by my brother seeing as my brother and I often play such pranks on each other.”Wow, Charlie was really going in for the kill with his calculated lies and fabricated lines. I never knew he had it in him, but then again, he had enough money to hire the best lawyers to give him legal advice. But unfortunately for him, our lawyers were just as good, maybe even better, and that is why he was bound to lose.“You claim that you lo
As expected, the news that Charlie was suing for custody spread like wildfire. In less than 24 hours, media houses had carried the news. Social media hashtags were eating this up and even my family and friends somehow got a wind of the situation. My phone was constantly pinging with calls and texts and calls and Russell’s phone was honesty not any different. At this point, I had still not gotten around to telling my parents the real story behind how Russell and I met and the circumstances surrounding our marriage so when I received a call from them as well, my anxiety creeped in. I thought about ignoring them for a little while longer, just until I could gather my thoughts and gains dome courage, but with the issue of Emily’s paternity being debated, I knew that there was no more hiding it from them. So the very next day, I got on a flight and flew home. Russell offered to go with me and knowing how much I hated flying, I honestly wished he could accompany me. Him holding my hand duri
Elisa’s POV“…And you should have seen April’s face. She looked like someone who had swallowed a turtle shell. And Amy, she was so horrified, she couldn’t even bring herself to say hello to me. Apparently, they hadn’t been expecting me to show up as soon as I did. They thought that I’ll take at least a couple of days off, giving them enough time to recuperate and get used to the latest developments.” I said laughing. After the close of work, I decided to use my evening to give Russell a recap of my day and apparently he had some pretty satisfying stories to share as well.“I thought you said Amy was the nicer one?” He asked, fully invested in my story. “How comes she is the one who couldn’t stand to speak to you." “Honestly, she and Amy switch up on most days and I can hardly choose which of them I prefer. I think that they both have their moments.”“Hmmm.” Russell replied thoughtfully. “I Can’t even tell them apart honestly. They look exactly the same to me.”“No they do not.” I rep
Elisa’s POV\I couldn’t believe my eyes, or my eyes for that matter.I was standing in the center of our living room, staring at the massive LED screen that served as a television in our home. I was already on my way to work that morning but I was forced to stop and take a closer look because of what was showing on the screen, or rather who was showing. A gasp of surprise left my throat as I realized the scene that was playing before me. My mouth fell open without me even realizing it, and even after realizing, I couldn’t bring myself to pick it back up.On the screen, Russell was sitting in an interview segment with one of the most popular TV shows in the city while looking as fabulous as always in his signature three piece although this time, it was a dark shade of maroon red and an auburn tie. His lean legs were crossed leisurely in front of him and he sat with an air of confidence that was peculiar to him. He was the guest on the show but yet somehow, he managed to look like he ow
Russell's POV I sat still, criss legged at the tv station as I waited for everything to be sorted out. Skipping work on a day like this may seem like a bad idea to a regular onlookers, and they'd probably be right considering everything that was going on. An emergency board meeting had been scheduled in line with the new information that my beloved brother had been so kind to release to the public. Logically speaking, I was supposed to be seated with my lawyers, buried in a mountain of paperwork, trying to find loopholes in my grandfather's will that allowed my contracted marriage to Elisa. As expected, Charlie was the leader of the team seeking to bring me down and their argument was that I had not fulfilled grandfather's conditions in honesty and hence didn't deserve the position of CEO. The board was meeting today to come up with a final decision, but rather than getting ready, here I was, waiting for a TV segment interview which most might consider unimportant, while
“Are you really married to CEO Russell?”“Was it really a contract marriage?”“Are you two getting divorced soon as per the details of the contract?’’“Has he paid you the settlement money?”“Are you really asking for more money than was agreed in the initial contract?”“Did you really seduce him and trap him with a pregnancy?”“Who is the real father of your child?”“Are you a gold digger who is only with Russell for his money, and fame?”The questions were endless, all of them unkind, and for some reason they all seemed to be directed my direction and my direction alone as if I was some kind of villain in my own love story. It was all so fucking ridiculous. Like, why was I getting stabbed with all the shards of glass, like everything was my fault. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want Russell receiving any heat, but I also didn’t feel like I deserved any either. If anything I felt like I was supposed to be comforted and consoled, especially since my only offence was falling in love with