“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
That night I couldn’t sleep. My conversation with Russell had taken quite the unexpected turn as what had started as a fun and happy night had turned into a night filled with so many emotions, most of which weren’t exactly pleasant.When Russell had threatened to expose our marriage to everyone, I called his bluff and threatened to also expose the details of our contract if he tried it. I told him that if the board found out that he had paid me to get married to him, they might have a lot to say about that and I didn’t think he wanted to risk his entire career based on a little jealousy. Of course, he insisted for the millionth time that he wasn’t jealous but, in my head, that was the only logical explanation for the way he was behaving. It didn’t really make sense that he would be jealous especially since I wasn’t really sure how he felt about me yet or even what our relationship was other than the details of our contract and my job at his company, but that kiss we shared had comp
It is a real date? It is not a real date?" Those were the only thoughts that raced through my mind as i plucked leaf after leaf of a branch I had picked up on my way from work.I clearly remembered Russell saying it was a date, but i couldn't tell if he meant we were going in a date luke a friendly or if he meant we were going on a date date, like a romantic candles and flowers kind of date. I really hope It was the latter but that didn't make my choice any easier. It was all so confusing and since i had already run out of leaves to pluck, i had to find a different means to sort out my predicament.This was one of those moments when i actually wished i had many friends. A quick text to the chatroom and there woukd be answers to all my questions already waiting. Unfortunately for me though, all my friends kind of drifted away and with the whole baby in the way fiasco, I wasn't exactly making any efforts to keep them. The friends I had throughout college were the ones who encouraged
“Well Hello to you too. Fancy hearing from you on this fine evening.” Sasha greeted cool and I felt myself start to shiver a little. Sasha had always been the terrifying sibling, especially when she spoke in that tone.“Before you say anything else, I would like you to know that I am really, really sorry and everything that happened was way out of my control but I still felt very guilty that you could not be in attendance of my wedding, which now that I think about it wasn’t much of a wedding anyway, and that is why I couldn’t call you or pick up the phone when you called. I promise it was just because I love you and I was scared and…”“Elisa, breathe.” Sasha said, interrupting me and putting an end to my spiral. “You are rambling.”“I know.” I replied meekly, adding a little pout for effect even though I knew that she couldn’t see me. “I just didn’t want you to hate me.”“You know I could never hate you.” She replied, and the relief that came as a result of that one statement was un
"It was meant to be an actual date wasn't it?" I asked a stunned looking Russell who stood on my doorstep with a gigantic bouquet of beautiful flowers in his arms. He had brought flowers for me, fucking flowers. and I hadn't even been able to give him a little courtesy by dressing up a little. I mean it was the very least I could do and I fucked up even at that. "Yes it was meant to be an actual date ." He replied calmly, searching my face for some sort of reaction. I half expected him to be pissed off because while he had put in all this effort into looking presentable for our date, I was looking like someone who didn't even make the least effort, like someone who had just rolled out of bed and needed to go grocery shopping. But instead of looking upset, he looked rather amused, like he was trying to figure out what my thought process was, what was going through my head while I selected my outfit. "Oh my God this is so embarassing" I cried, burying my face in my palms. "No, no.
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