Eric“Someone’s here to see you.” Esmeralda said after she had entered, and I groaned.“Esme, you do understand the urgency of the matter at hand, right? We are close to finalising this deal, and I do not desire to see anyone at this moment. Please let the person come some other time.” I said, but some intruder already barged into my office. “You lie.” She said, and I wondered who that was. I then recalled. Lachlan’s girlfriend. What the fuck?“Miss, you aren’t supposed to be here.” Esmeralda said calmly, trying not to lose her temper. She was quite professional, because I already lost mine.“You think I’m here to ask for your help. I’m here to help you!” She screamed at me, searching through her bag for something."Esmeralda, will you get this bitch out of my office?” I said, fighting desperately not to transfer aggressions. I didn’t know why she was so gentle with her."Miss, you have to leave. Do not make me call the security.” Esmeralda said, trying to force her out of the office
Amelia We had pulled away from each other, panting. We locked eyes and immediately detached hurriedly from ourselves, like we hadn’t just had that hot make-out session. I wiped my mouth speedily. Fuck! What have I just done? I didn’t just make out with a man I should be divorcing soon, right? “Shut Aubrey. You know what you just did.” My stupid mind chided me, and I widened my eyes. For so long, I have never felt such passion as I felt a few minutes ago. I was so lost in it. It awakened every fibre in my being except my senses. I couldn’t even believe I had pulled him closer to myself as I drowned deeper in the ocean of passion. He kissed me from my lips down my neckline to my shoulders and up to my lips again, running his cold tongue as he did at intervals. It did a million on me. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning, but I couldn’t help it, as I felt his cold tongue on my skin. Damn it! This man would be the end of me. I was so certain. And weren’t people watching us as
Amelia We were returning from the cinema and heading home finally. It was all a rollercoaster of fun with some bits of emotion here and there. At the cinema, focus was no longer on us but the movie, and we were so lost in its storyline. Never thought I was a fan of action movies with a touch of romance. But then, if my husband likes it, I sure do. Oops! What did I just say? I smiled sheepishly at the stupid thought and scolded myself mentally. Gosh, I was such a girl.“Thank you,” I said, interrupting my husband, who seemed lost in the song playing from the car’s stereo as he hummed along while driving.“Hmmm?” “Thank you.” I said louder and gave him a quick peck on his cheek. He smiled. I just knew that was a good way of showing my gratitude.I was almost tempted to ask why now. Why has he come to this realisation now? Why was he choosing to treat me like this now, after so long? I sighed. I knew I would never have the answers. But I guess I could enjoy it while it lasted. I also
Lachlan The lights penetrating from the blinds affected my eyes, slowly getting me out of my slumber. I opened my eyes slowly, yawning simultaneously, before fully opening my eyes. Immediately I opened them fully, and they fell on her. I wore a smile. Cuddled up in my arms, I doubted if I had seen anything this gorgeous. And just then, I knew my day wouldn’t be anything less.Last night was heaven, damn! Who could have thought? I could never have imagined she'd got such guts. And all the things she did to me last night, dear heavens. For all the years I had spent with her, I never thought she could make me moan. Let alone groan the way I did last night. Or maybe that was because we had sex not because we wanted babies but because we wanted each other.I looked at her again, my smile widening even further. For so long, I’ve never felt so free. Having to finally admit my feelings and prove them brought along a joy and peace I couldn’t explain. I didn’t know how far this was going to go
EricThe sound of the clock ticking could be heard as I sat waiting for Aunt Bailey, who was on her way, boiling within. I couldn’t take my eyes off the picture. I had told the stupid Cassie to send it to me because I couldn’t get it off my head. I had told Esmeralda to stop her and get her number. Thankfully, she didn’t stress me on that. I still didn’t understand how Lachlan had coped with that bitch. But well, that wasn’t my business.Finally, I heard the housekeeper greet her as she entered. I looked up and watched her walk to where I was.“Good evening, Aunt,” I greeted as she sat on the sofa. She sighed and remained quiet for a while.“Good evening, Eric. Are you okay? Why the sudden call?” She finally asked after resting a while. I sighed.“Aunt Bailey, there’s fire on the mountain.” I said, and she adjusted her sitting position, looking more worried.“What’s the matter, Eric?” She asked, and I handed her the phone.“Just take a look at that.”As soon as her eyes fell on the pi
Lachlan My mood was sour as I was still yet to get over the hurtful words, Amelia. They kept ringing through my mind as I drove to the office. I had even decided to drive, telling my chauffeur not to bother, because I thought it would help clear my mind. But alas, I was very wrong. I shook my head slightly as I walked into the office, walking past the greetings of the other staffers. Clara caught up with me grabbing my belongings, simultaneously handing me my cup of black coffee, just the way I like it. She then began telling me of the program for today till I got into my office and sat down. I sighed."Alright, Clara, can we begin with the first program for today?” I asked, handing the already empty cup to her.“Of course. I’ll send the documents now.” She replied, collecting the cup from me with a smile, before walking out of my office. I sighed again before settling in to begin the day. Sour mood or not, work had to be done.Shortly after, Clara called and informed me that Cassan
Amelia I couldn’t stop thinking about what I said. It was hurtful. He had been nothing but kind to me. I shouldn’t have said what I said. I knew he made me feel worse. But that was not me. Revenge wasn’t necessary. Still, I doubted the sudden love and care he had for me.But what if he did mean it? What if he had actually fallen in love with me? Oh damn, I was already running crazy. I didn’t know what to believe. I knew I still had feelings for him. Maybe I have also denied that, but the truth remained the truth. And it wouldn't change whether I accepted it or not.If he was real this time, I would love to build a family with him. But I couldn’t be sure. I was scared and didn’t know what to believe. The ringing of my phone interrupted my thoughts. I looked at the caller ID and smiled when I saw it was Bailey. I picked up my phone and took the call.“Hi Bailey,” I said cheerfully. She had a thing with timing.“Hey Amy, how are you doing today?” She asked so cheerfully. I sighed."Wel
Amelia I heard the greeting of the staffers, and I knew he had come in. I looked at the wall clock. It was five minutes past nine. I sighed, feeling a bit jittery. My palms were sweating. I needed to talk with him. I waited for him to come around, knock on my door, and tell me he had returned. My heart raced as I heard his footsteps draw closer.But he didn’t stop at my door, as I had thought. As I sat in my bed waiting for him, the sounds of his footsteps slowly died down. He must have stopped in his own room. I hoped he would probably change and come around to check on me. As usual.But an hour passed, and still, I sat waiting, using my phone to while away some time. I checked the clock that hung on the wall some inches above my bed again. If I remained here, we wouldn’t have this conversation. Why didn’t he come to check on me? Or was I right? Had he finally realised that his schemes couldn’t work on me?I was gradually believing the lie I had created when I stopped to rethink. An
Amelia's POVI breathed softly to make him believe I was asleep, and he did. The only problem was he wasn't going to sleep.We stayed like that. Minutes turned to probably an hour or more, and I was getting tired.The rain had stopped falling, and I was glad. I reached for my phone on the bedside table to check the time. It was nearly 5 am.“What?” Those words left my lips before I could stop myself. I had to leave. I pushed back the bedcovers and turned my leg on the left side. Just as my feet hit the floor, I heard Lachlan stir. “Hey, Amelia,” he said in a low voice. “You okay?”Shit. I turned to face him. “Yes. Just about to head to the bathroom.”I noticed him pinching his eyes. Did he see through the lie? “Are you sure you're okay?” he repeated. “Beaveu you look like you're about to run away.” “I'm fine.” I nearly snapped. Then I immediately rubbed my temples. “Sorry, it's just…”“It's alright.” Lachlan said, looking disappointed. “If you want to get better reception, try d
Lachlan's POVAmelia's fingers brushed mine as she took the cup, and I sucked in a breath. Suddenly, I was yearning for her touch.Awkward silence stretched between us, and I cleared my throat and gestured to the duffle bag near the couch. “Your things are right here.” I said. Amelia glanced at the box and pressed her lips in a thin line. “Thank you.”“You don't have to.” I muttered. “It's the least I could do.”And just like that, we relapsed into silence. I turned to bring out the bag and drop it next to her. “Thanks,” Amelia said, dropping the coffee mug on the tray. “I should go.”“Sure.” I rose to my feet, and so did she. Amelia clutched the duffle bag, looking at me softly. “You look… tired. tTake care of yourself.”Before I could respond, drops of rain tapped against the window. Within minutes, the soft drizzle turned into a full downpour. I looked at the window; the sky had darkened as though it was night. “Damn it. I'm so sorry this happened.”“You're sorry for the rai
Lachlan's POV It wasn't luck that kept me standing.It was Amelia.And now, she is gone.I took the car back to the hospital, hoping I'd bump into Bailey or Amelia. I didn't know what I was thinking driving back, but I knew I had to do it. I had to see Amelia even if it was just a glimpse of her. The car parked in the driveway, and I climbed out of the driver's seat. The smartwatch around my wrist beeped quietly. I had set an alarm for 1 pm for a meeting I had with some investors. Now, that would have to wait. I needed to have a word with Amelia. I walked to the front desk as if on autopilot. There, I met two nurses who recognized me from the night Amelia gave birth. Each of them beamed me a lovely smile and asked why I was back there.“Amelia Mallory? Is she here?” I inquired, looking over my shoulder.“Oh, your wife?”Wife. That's a word I don't think I’d hear in the next decade or years to come.I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Y—yes.”The ginger-haired nurse pushed
Lachlan's POV“I'm not talking about golfing together, dude.” Matthew scoffed. “It's your brother.”“Chris…”“You need to go down to the station. Chris wants to talk to you. Says it's urgent.”“Did he say exactly why?” “No, but he did say it had to be you and was for your ears only.”I thought hard about it. What did Chris want to tell me that he couldn't tell the cops? I didn't have the answers to them; only he could provide answers to that. “Fine. I'll be at the station soon.” I replied. The call ended, and I slipped my phone back into my pocket, hoping I wouldn't regret visiting.I arrived at jail and regretted it immediately.As I stepped through the heavy metallic doors, the stench of steel, sweat, and faint smell of bleach poured out. I nearly pinched my nose, but I had to stop myself. The officer escorting me didn't budge and led me down the corridor in small, graceful steps. “Here.” The officer said, stopping in front of the thick pane of glass divided by a pair of telepho
Amelia's POV“Love is messy, Amelia. That's why we're in this mess. We are both tied down by the people we thought we loved. Love is ugly. It's—”“Real!” My cracked voice echoed in the room. “Love is real, and it's ours.”“You don't understand, Amelia,” Lachlan looked down. “We… we were never going to work out, Amelia. You and I... were…“Doomed from the beginning?” I completed it for him.“Yeah. We were doomed.” He whispered this time. A bitter laugh tore through my lips and I covered my mouth.“Amelia…” Lachlan tried to touch me but I stepped back. “Do you even hear yourself, Lachlan?” I said with a scoff. “Yeah. It's annoying, but it's true. Nothing …” he ran his hand through his hair. “Nothing about us was perfect. It was messy.”“Are you serious? Nothing about us was perfect? If it was, then why did you insist we divorce after the baby is born? Why did you make efforts to win me back? Why— “Don't romanticize what we had, Amelia. It was convenient and not love. You were conven
Amelia's POVI watched Lachlan lower his gaze and apologize in a low voice. “I am so very sorry, Amelia. I want nothing else from you, but I do have a favor to ask.”Favor? What did he want? “What is it?”He hesitated for a moment before he whispered now. “That you forgive me.”“What?” I heard a light knock on the door, and the nurse entered. “Mr. Mallory, the police are waiting.”“Oh.” Lachlan said, then turned to me as if waiting for an answer. I gave him a nod, and he rose off the bed. “Can I come see you later?” He asked in a somber tone.Has Lachlan ever looked this vulnerable? “Yeah.” I replied weakly, leaning against the reclining bed. “Okay.” He turned away from the room and shut the door behind him. I heaved a sigh and closed my eyes. Tonight was a long night. The baby moved in my arms, and I pulled him close, inhaling his clean scent. “What do I do, baby?” I whispered. “What do I do?”The days that followed after that, Lachlan visited me in the hospital. And when he
Lachlan’s POVThe paramedics arrived in time and rushed her to the hospital. I called her father to come wait with us. Even my family arrived at the hospital, and we all waited in the lobby, praying for Amelia's delivery. And just when I thought all hope was lost, I heard the cry of a baby.Now, we were waiting in the sterile waiting room surrounded by our family and everyone else who cared about us—her father, Bailey, Rebecca, hell, even my family showed up. Despite the company, I still felt alone. “Amelia will be fine.” Bailey said, sitting next to me. I looked down at my trembling hands. “She's been through a lot because of me….”“Come on. Don't say that, Lachlan.” Bailey put her arms around my shoulders.I shook my head. “If anything happens to her or the baby, I don't know what I'd—”“Stop!” Rebecca interrupted in a firm voice. “Don't say that! Nothing will happen to them.”My voice cracked as I tried to speak. “But…”“You've made mistakes, Lachlan. I understand, but you're he
Lachlan's POV “So…” Amelia asked quietly. “What happens now?” I ran my hand through my already tousled hair and exhaled softly. “Now?... We move with our lives.” “What do you mean?” Amelia looked at my face now, her brows furrowed in confusion. A shudder escaped my lips, and I replied. “You've given me an heir, Amelia…. The deal was to give me an heir and sign the divorce papers…” As much as it hurt me to admit it, it was the truth. “What?” Her eyes went round, and my heart clenched. The image of her broken expression was like a dagger to my heart, and I looked away. The only thing that mattered was Amelia. I didn't deserve it after hurting her—not once or twice, but over and over again. Her eyes filled the same way they did when she stumbled on Cassie kissing me in the office. It was never my intention for her to see that. Hell, I hadn't even wanted it to happen, but it did, and she had run away like she did before. Suddenly, memories of the incident flickered through my m
Amelia's POVA scream escaped my lips as the sound of gunshot echoed in the cathedral. Eric collapsed to the ground, his brown eyes holding mine as crimson began to grow around his white shirt. I felt a familiar pair of warm arms wrap around me. “Amelia… hey, it's going to be okay.” It was Lachlan. He planted a light kiss on my forehead, cradling me in his arms. “It's going to be okay. I need a medic in here!”Panic ripples through me as I struggle to breath. Each gulp of air was more difficult than the last and sooner, I began to hyperventilate.“Amelia?” Lachlan's voice became muffled in my head and his face became blurry.“Hey, get help! She's not breathing well!” Lachlan yelled, sounding the alarm to the officers.Amidst the panic, I felt a gush of water flood my shoes. A loud cry tore through my lips as I tightened my grip on Lachlan’s shirt. He looked down at me and gasped in shock. “Her water just broke! Amelia's going into labour.”Detective Matthew rushed to our aide with