DASHIELL
I frowned at the phone, wondering what it was she wanted to tell me. It didn't sound like she had signed the papers, since she didn't reply to my question when I asked. Puzzled, I ran my fingers through my hair. Nova was such a difficult nut to crack. “Who was it?” Lilith demanded the moment I dropped the phone, running her manicured fingers on my chest. “No one important.” I reached towards her and brought her face closer, so I could place a kiss on her cheeks. “It's no one,” I repeated. I wasn't lying about that. Nova was no one to me. I was only with her because of her conniving plans. Had she not gotten her family involved after she promised to let things slide, I wouldn't have been stuck with her. “No one important?” She pouted, peering down at me as she was sitting on the table while I rested on my chair. “Why do you look stressed after that call? Was it from your wife?” She called the word wife as if it stank. “Mm.” I nodded, tossing the phone to my table. There was no use lying to her about it. “About the divorce?” She climbed down from the desk and perched on my lap, wrapping her hands around my neck. "Did you do as you promised?" “Yeah. I gave the papers to her last night. I think she has signed them.” I wrapped my hands around her waist and brought her closer, inhaling the familiar vanilla scent I loved. I loved everything about Lilith. She makes me feel calm enough to do things straight. “I still don't get it. Why did you get married to her? It's not as if she's beautiful,” she pouted, looking down at me. “She's just your replacement.” I reached towards her face to remove the strands of hair from it. “You are the only one in my heart, Lilith, and will always be,” I promised, staring into the eyes of the only woman I had ever loved. Had she not left me because of her career, we would have got married years ago. Who knows, she would have given me an heir instead of wasting two of my precious years with that barren woman. “What if she refuses to sign the papers? What will you do?” She rubbed my shoulder, peering down at me. "Will you stick with her? Or will she—" “She won't dare.” I placed a kiss on her lips. “Don't worry about this, darling. I will make sure she does. You are the only one I recognize as my wife. I don't care about others." She giggled at that as she placed another kiss on my lips. “Do you hate me for leaving all these years?” “Not at all.” I removed the stray hair from her face, grinning. “I missed you, though. There wasn't a day that went past that I didn't regret letting you leave.” “I'm sorry about that.” She placed her hands on my cheeks and pinched them lightly. “I'm back now, darling. I don't intend to leave.” “I hope you don't.” These years away from her made it seem like I was floating in the dark. I lived each day, regretting the night I met Nova. Had I not been drunk off my arse that fateful night, I wouldn't have fallen into the gold digger's trap. That night, I thought she was Lilith. It was just her freaking luck that they have the same hair colour. “You are stuck with me forever.” She placed a kiss on my nose as she smiled at me. “I'm back and won't ever go.” Her voice was strong with conviction, letting me know she wasn't playing about it. … I dropped Lilith off at her house, promising to come over that night after I had taken the papers from Nova. I spent last night in her house, so I had gotten used to it. On my drive home, I got a call from Mama Kaka. It was still the same. She wanted to know what was happening, and if Nova was pregnant. It had been the same for close to a year now, and I was getting fed up with that. I wanted to tell Nana about my intentions to get married to Lilith, but I didn't. Nana likes Nova. Telling her about my arrangements wouldn't go well. Which was why I kept my plans a secret for now. I would think of the right way to tell her about that. For now, all I had to do was find a way to get that fucking gold digger to sign the papers with no problem. “Fuck you, Nova.” I gritted out, looking out through the window. If only she had gotten pregnant these past two years, things would have been easier for me. I would have inherited the last of my grandfather's property. The first one was given to me when I got married to Nova, and the second would be handed over to me whenever I got an heir, something I assumed wouldn't be difficult. Which was why I had sex with her almost every damned night! Who would have thought she was barren? If only I had avoided her that fateful night. Had I kept my dick in my pants, none of this would have freaking happened. Frowning, I got out of my car and nodded towards the guards who greeted me as I walked towards the house. I knew what I had to do the moment I stepped into the house. Should she prove stubborn like I know she might, I would just give her the compensation money my lawyer advised me to pay. That was all they wanted. She would gobble the money up with her family since that had been all they had been doing for 2 years now. Always seeking ways to make me spend my damned money on them.NOVAI prepared dinner for tonight, knowing he would be hungry since I didn't send any lunch to him today. I wasn't as excited as I was last night because I knew that whatever happened tonight would make or mar our future.The moment I heard the door open, I got up from the couch, gulping, when he came into focus. He had changed out of the blue shirt he wore this afternoon when I went to his office.Frowning, I wondered how he got a change of clothes. Did he buy it or…“What do you wish to inform me about?” He demanded as he dropped his briefcase on the table, glaring. “Where are the papers? Have you signed it?”“Don't you at least need to sit?” I asked, forcing a smile. I would lie if I said his words didn't hurt. He made it sound as if being a moment with me was work.“Not when I have something important to do,” he snapped, with his eyes narrowed at me. “I know how tremendous at tricks you are, Nova, and I'm not ready for any of that. Where are the papers?”I gulped. This wasn't ho
Stunned, I could only watch as he carried me up the stairs. I expected him to walk over to my room like he had always done, but Dashiell, always full of surprises, carried me towards his room.A gasp left me when he opened his door. “This isn't my room,” I whispered“I know," he responded as he stepped in and closed the door with his feet before he carried me over to his bed.For the first time since we got married, he placed me on his bed. His room had always been off-limits to me. He warned me never to step into it, and I obeyed him.“We are in your room,” I repeated, hoping he would realize we were in his room since he seemed not to be in his right mind.“I know.” Smiling, he placed a kiss on my forehead. "Haven't you always desired to be brought in here?”“I have, but….” I gulped, looking up at him as I tried to tell myself I wasn't dreaming, that this was happening. “You haven't brought me to your room before,” I whispered, trying not to break whatever spell I had held him with.
He changed after that night, shocking me more than anything else. I wondered how someone could have a 180-degree turn in a night. At first, I assumed this was his ploy to get me to let my guard down, for him to strike, but nothing happened.I watched him for a week, waiting for it.Dashiell, who had always stayed late in the office, started returning early. Just like now. I had just finished making dinner when I heard the front door opening.“I'm back,” he announced as he walked into the kitchen.I turned to watch him, grinning as he strode over to me. He didn't hug me. He knelt in front of me and placed a kiss on my tummy. “How is my darling?” He rubbed my stomach, smiling. “Dad is back, did you miss me?”I felt a pang at his words and actions, knowing I didn't matter to him. The only reason he was doing this was because of the baby.I knew why. When I visited Mama Kaka today, she told me about his grandfather's will. Having this baby would mean he has to secure the other part of hi
DASHIELLI twirled the pen in my hand as I went through the lists for the summer gala.A knock on the door interrupted me. Lilith walked in with a smile, holding a mug of coffee in hand as she strode over to me. “Hello, Darling.”“Oh.” I blinked, smiling as I got up from my chair. “Hello, sweetheart. How was your trip?” I stepped around the table, to her side.“I'm not happy, you realise that, right???” She dropped the coffee on my desk before turning to confront me, pouting.“Why?” Puzzled, I watched her walk over to me and wrap her hands around my waist. She placed her head on my chest and peered up at me.“Why didn't you call me during my trip? I was expecting your calls, you know?” She pursed her lips, sulking like a kid.“Oh, that?” I smiled as I removed some strands of hair from her face. “I figured you were busy, which was why I didn't call.”“Busy?” She removed her head from my chest and stepped back, frowning. “How busy could I have been not to pick up your calls?” She asked
NOVAI locked the door, and left the house, waving at the security men by the gate as I hurried out. Though Dashiell asked me to let one of them drive me to Mama Kaka's house, I opted to use a taxi. This way, I could walk a little, to exercise before heading over to her house. I had just walked a distance from the house when a red Camaro stopped in front of me. Frowning, I walked past it, humming under my breath. A few steps away from the car, I heard my name.Whirling around, a scowl came over my face when I noticed who it was. Lilith, the bitch. She was leaning on the hood of the red Camaro, twirling the keys in her right index as her gaze levelled on me. I could see the contempt in that stare. She looked like she was sizing me up to know where to start from."What's it? What are you doing here?" I demanded, surprised to see her close to the house. Was meeting Dashiell in the office not enough for her?"Dashiell sent me to pick you up," she said so casually like this was something
“What?” I frowned, furrowing my brows. “What did you just say?” “What you thought you heard.” She stopped a few paces away from me. “Dashiell wants you to get rid of the baby,” she repeated. “Impossible.” Instinctively, I placed my palms on my belly as I shook my head. “That's the last thing he would ask me to do. He will never ask me to terminate my pregnancy. Never.” “But he did.” She walked forward, closing the distance between us. “That's a lie.” “A lie? Why do you think so?” She looked amused, cocking her head to the side. “I know he never loved me, but Dashiell won't order me to abort the pregnancy. If there's one thing he had always wanted, it was a child.” “But not with you,” she hissed. “What the hell are you talking about?” “I think this will prove some facts to you, Nova. Your dearest husband gave his consent.” She brought a piece of paper out from her bag and waved it in my face. “What?” I snatched the note from her and read through it, my eyes widening the mor
DASHIELL I checked the time on my wristwatch, worried. Nova should have been there an hour ago, but she was nowhere to be found. I tried her cellphone, but she switched it off. I even called the house to find out if she was still at home, but was told she left this morning at exactly 9 AM. So, where the fuck did she go to? I paced the floor, troubled as different thoughts went through my mind. I had always been a strong man and prided myself on thoughts of how calm and composed I was in times like this, but at the moment, I couldn't help the fear that gripped me.What if she had met with misfortune on the road and lost the baby? According to the men at home, she left the house alone, without letting any of them drive her. I didn't think it odd because she always took a taxi or had my driver take her to my office. However, it had been bloody hours since she left, and no one was yet to know where she went. “Dash,” Lilith called out as she strode into my office, smiling. She walked o
Five years later BELLA“Ma'am, these are the lists of new projects,” Clara, my secretary, said, passing her iPad to me. “You can check through them for any change you might need us to implement?” “Uhm. this is good.” I went through them, nodding with smiles at my designs. Who would have thought I would one day have an office of my own, and workers, willing to do my bidding? The icing on the cake? I got to do what I love the most. “What of this?” She pointed to the latest design I worked on before sending it to them. “Do you like the finished product? The production team manager seems to think it doesn't rhyme with your drawings.”“It does.” I peered at the jewellery that had finally come to life from the drawing I gave. “Send three of the products to me for the last designs. I need to go through them before I can carry out a positive judgment. Seeing them on screen isn't the same as off-screen.”“Would you like to visit the production site?” She asked, sounding excited. “We can go
It took the kids weeks before they got used to staying in Dashiell's house. As he promised, Dashiell was the best father to them. Most times, I'd yell because of how much he was spoiling the kids. He was making it impossible for me to caution them when they did something bad, so I had to draw the line between what he could do and what he couldn't. Brion started dating Benita a few weeks after I moved out. It started after the kids' birthday and the opening of my company. They met and bonded over a couple of drinks. At first, they were drinking buddies before they clicked. Who knows, I might be a godmother soon. I was so happy for him, grateful he found someone he loved. I feared he would stay single all his life because of how much I broke his heart, but he proved me wrong. He showed me how strong and capable he was, something I was super proud of. Amaya went to work full time, though she always made time to visit the kids. Once a month, the kids go to the house to stay with their
Brion didn't talk to me that day. He left me in the sitting room and took a walk around. He didn't return to the house that night. I stayed up with the kids expecting his return, but I didn't see him. He sent a text though, knowing I would be waiting, letting me know he wasn't returning that night. He asked me to go in and rest.After that day, our relationship became strained. Because of him, I didn't tell the kids about Dashiell because I was waiting for him to come to terms with my relationship with Dashiell. He was the most important person to me, and I wanted his blessings before I could pursue anything with Dashiell. It took him a week to do that. All the while, I kept the news of my pregnancy from Dashiell. As much as I loved him, I knew I would leave with Brion if that made my friend happy. I might end up resenting him for taking me away from the man I loved, but that didn't mean I was ready to see him heartbroken. He was my best friend, and I would do anything for him. With
I didn't know how to break the news to Dashiell. I wanted to keep it a secret, to wait for the perfect moment to break it, but no day seemed like the right time. Because of the amount of time he spent away from the office, there was work for him to do and meetings for him to attend, which was why he hardly stayed in the office. The only times I had seen him in the office for the past two days were each morning and some evenings. Aside from that, we had only spoken on the phone. Deciding to tell Brion and the kids about the pregnancy before him, I left the office early. I wanted so badly to tell Benita about the good news, but wished Brion and the kids to know about it before any other person. Brion had already put the children to sleep when I arrived home. Greeting him, I walked to my room to change before I joined him in the sitting room. I didn't know how to break the news to him because I knew he still had feelings for me. The news will make him realize he didn't have any chanc
We got back together after that night. Dashiell stayed at home to recuperate while I worked. Each night, Amaya came over to take care of him while I went back to my kids until he fully healed. After a week, he was good enough to walk. Amaya didn't need to come over to help with his meals anymore. He could walk on his own and was even strong enough to return to work. That Monday, the buzz his return caused in the office made me realize some workers loved him despite how detached and distanced he was from them. Okay, the majority were females. Because of how handsome he was, most of them loved him and wished for a chance to be with him. Which was why they didn't like me at all. Work resumed, and everything returned to normal. We didn't talk about me moving back to his house as I promised, but I knew it would only be for a while before he asked me about it, and I wasn't prepared for it at all. I haven't spoken to my kids, and I have yet to tell them about my relationship with Dashiell
It seemed like the Nova who was acting like a saint downstairs, the one who cared about his health and wanted to take things slow, had been transformed. In her place was one who didn't care at all about anything else but getting her pleasure. My panties were soaking wet already, my pussy throbbing, eager to get down and dirty with him. I doubt I would be down to anything else that didn't include getting on my back with him between my legs, pleasuring me as if his life depended on it. The palm that was on my breasts drifted down. My breath stopped as he slid his hand into my panties. I was wet and ready for him. My responsiveness should have scared me, but it didn't. I didn't even think of how odd it was that I stayed for five years without being touched by another man, only for me to start feeling this damned aroused after just a month without his touch. Had he somehow made me a slave to his passion? I'd heard stories like this, but never thought someone would make a woman love them
“Fuck, Nova,” he growled, his voice getting deeper and sexier. I loved it. Everything about him was so tempting. I didn't think I would ever feel that way for him, but here we were, years after we got married, finally in love with each other. Back when I left the country, I never imagined such a day would come, but it seemed I was wrong all along. I rubbed my fist from the tip to the bottom, still looking at him. Even though his eyes were shut, I loved staring at his face, to know his expression. It was my way of knowing if he was getting into this like I was. I repeated the action once more, running my tongue around the tip of his dick, sucking it in. He groaned, cursing under his breath. Smiling around his dick, I wrapped my fists around him, stroking from the tip to the bottom. His scent, so musky and delicious, aroused me. I was wet and ready to have him make love to me as he promised, but at that moment, I needed to feel him in my mouth, take him deeper until he came. I wanted
I bit my lower lip, peering up at him through my lashes. I felt the flush go from my neck to my cheeks the more intense his gaze became, like he was staring into my soul, seeking answers I couldn't give with my mouth. He reached over to me and rubbed his thumb on my lower lips, his gaze fixed on mine. “What should we do, Nova?” His whispered voice washed through my body like a balm, reaching deep into my spirit. “You are sick,” was all I could manage to say. “You can't —”“It doesn't mean I can't satisfy you, Nova. My legs are yet to heal, but that didn't mean I can't pleasure you, can't make you moan my name as your pussy clamp down on my dick.”My breath hitched in my throat at his words. Gulping, I peered into his eyes. I didn't know how to respond to those words, to the desires swirling deep in his gaze as he placed his hand under my jaw and lifted my gaze towards him. “Dashiell —”“Do you want this just as I do?” He whispered, his breath fanning my face as he came closer. The w
Brion was discharged three days later. Unlike the past few days, he could stand now without being tired or helped. The doctors believe he will recover well at home. After getting discharged, I took him and the kids back home. Dashiell was still getting treatments. They would have discharged him with Brion had it not been for his legs. The doctors wanted to keep him in the hospital for a week more, to check on his recovery. I just prayed everything would work out perfectly. Two weeks later, I drove him back home. Amaya came over to stay in the hospital with him so I could return to work. We had been gone for days, and the shareholders were making snide remarks about it, so I had to return to take care of the office while he recovered. The past few weeks have been a busy one for me. There were piles of work waiting on my desk for me when I returned, and I had to also combine it with Dashiell's. Had it not been for Benita's help, I would have drowned in work. She was such a darling, h
The doctor removed the IV drip before I could visit Dashiell. Ben led me by the hand, keeping me steady as he took me over to the room. Brion and the kids hadn't been alerted yet, so they didn't know we were back. My phone was off, so I hadn't gotten a call from him — yet. However, I knew it was only a matter of time before he called the police to report about me.The moment I opened the door, my eyes locked with that of a shocked man. Emerald eyes bore into mine the second I stepped into the room. "Nova?” He whispered, his voice shaky. He looked like he was imagining me because he lifted his right index and rubbed furiously on his eyes before it landed on me. “You are real?”I nodded, as tears rolled down my eyes. Dashiell was a shell of himself. Just a few days in captivity, and he had gotten so lean, I hardly recognized him. His skin was pale, almost translucent, and his cheekbones jutted out sharply. I was frozen, staring at my lover, and imagining how much he had suffered to l