LESAs I stood in the nursery, holding my precious twins in my arms, a sense of determination washed over me. Hilda, our trusted nanny, had offered to take care of them while James and I went to Switzerland to rescue Iris. It was a difficult decision, but I knew it was the only way to ensure their safety while we embarked on this perilous journey.With a heavy heart, I kissed each of their foreheads, promising them that I would bring back their mom. Their innocent smiles tugged at my heartstrings, filling me with both hope and sorrow. I prayed silently that we would succeed in our mission and reunite our family once more.As James and I boarded the plane bound for Switzerland, my mind raced with thoughts of Iris and the dangers that awaited us. Roscoe, our loyal ally, had assured us that he was on his way and would bring an army to aid in our rescue mission. But even with his support, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at my insides.The journey felt interminable as we
IRIS Sitting snugly in Les's car, I was beyond exhausted but was alive with excitement. Les got in the driver's seat and as usual, a country song comes on as we drove away from the hotel. When Les first told me he loved me, I wasn't sure I heard him right. So I made him repeat it again and again until his words sank in and filled every fiber of my being with bliss. “I love you too!” I had blurted out, before slamming my palm over my mouth at my own confession. My face had gone red at the time but instead of feeling embarrassed, I felt relieved. I barely remembered putting on my clothes or leaving the hotel. I just knew Les Scavo just admitted to loving me. I wish I could see Taylor and give her my middle finger. I still could but nah, this was my moment and I wanted to enjoy it. My phone buzzed and when I saw Meera's caller ID, a smile came to my face.“Hey Meera.”“Hi, how are you?”I sighed and smiled contently. “I'm good. Reslly good.”“Hmm. I can tell. So does this mean you
IRISAs Massimo entered the room, I turned sharply, the sudden movement catching his attention. His gaze bore into mine, suspicion flickering in his eyes as he assessed me. I could feel the weight of his scrutiny, the tension in the air palpable as he took in the scene before him."Don't even think about it," he growled, his voice laced with menace. "There's nothing but snow for miles, and you'll freeze to death before you even make it halfway. You're better off staying put."His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising tide of fear that threatened to overwhelm me. I knew he was right – escaping into the unforgiving wilderness was a death sentence, and I couldn't risk leaving my children motherless.But despite the danger looming outside, my thoughts were consumed by my desperate longing to return home to my children, to hold them close and reassure them that everything would be alright. I begged Massimo to let me go, pleading with him to
IRISAs Massimo entered the room, I turned sharply, the sudden movement catching his attention. His gaze bore into mine, suspicion flickering in his eyes as he assessed me. I could feel the weight of his scrutiny, the tension in the air palpable as he took in the scene before him."Don't even think about it," he growled, his voice laced with menace. "There's nothing but snow for miles, and you'll freeze to death before you even make it halfway. You're better off staying put."His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising tide of fear that threatened to overwhelm me. I knew he was right – escaping into the unforgiving wilderness was a death sentence, and I couldn't risk leaving my children motherless.But despite the danger looming outside, my thoughts were consumed by my desperate longing to return home to my children, to hold them close and reassure them that everything would be alright. I begged Massimo to let me go, pleading with him to
Chapter 62: LESThe moment I entered my car and left the club, it took a total of ten minutes to hack into all the cameras at the club and even the ones at Roscoe’s estate. I watched as Iris left the club shortly after with Hilda and her new friend. Iris had seemed reluctant to accept my deal, instructing her not to have any other man in her life. I scoffed to myself and shook my head. Did she really think that I would let some random good for nothing man touch what's mine?If she did, then she has another thing coming. Luckily for her, she later accepted my deal on the condition that I also wouldn't have anything to do with another woman and the moment she found out, all bets were off, and I would lose any claim I had to her. I bet she thinks I am the type of man who would slip up and let my status drive me to promiscuity. She has no idea that I have been through almost all kinds of sexual debauchery and had my fill of women. Nothing can faze me or make me look away from her. Am
IRISI woke up with a throbbing headache, the dim light filtering through the small window casting eerie shadows across the room. As I tried to sit up, I realized with a sinking feeling that I was locked in, the heavy metal door standing as a barrier between me and freedom.My heart pounding with fear and uncertainty, I made my way to the window, hoping against hope that it might offer some means of escape. But as I peered out into the darkness, I felt a wave of despair wash over me. We were two stories up, too high for me to jump without risking serious injury.With a sigh of resignation, I turned away from the window and began to search the room for any sign of a weapon. My hands shook as I rifled through drawers and cabinets, my mind racing with fear and desperation.But just as I was beginning to lose hope, I caught sight of a heavy metal lamp sitting on the bedside table. With a sense of grim determination, I picked it up and held it tightly in my hands, ready to defend myself if
LesI can't believe it. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my mind is racing with a million thoughts. Iris, my love, my everything, has been taken. Kidnapped by Massimo, the man who has been a thorn in our side for far too long.I pace back and forth in the living room, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. My stomach churns with fear and anger, and I feel like I'm going to be sick. I need to do something, anything, to find Iris and bring her back to safety."Where is she? What do we know?" I demand, turning to my security team who are gathered around me, their faces tense with concern."We're tracking her phone, but the signal keeps bouncing around. We're doing everything we can to locate her," one of them replies, his voice tight with tension.I nod, trying to stay calm despite the overwhelming sense of panic that threatens to consume me. "Keep me updated. We need to find her before it's too late."As I give out orders, I hear the sound of crying coming from the other room. M
IRISMy blood froze as I let the hand holding the phone fall.Les must have sensed the change in my demeanor because he approached me with concern in his observing eyes. “What's wrong?” My gaze slid to him and I opened my mouth to speak but couldn't. All I knew was that my heart was beating faster than I could think. All of a sudden, my mouth goes dry and Les had to immediately find me a chair to sit on. By now, everyone else had caught on to the fact that something was wrong and were approaching with a mixture of concern and confusion on their faces. Someone, somewhere turned off the music which made me both grateful and at the same time, embarrassed. In a matter of minutes, My friends and family surrounded me while I tried to catch my breath and still my racing heart. I didn't even know when Les took my hand in his and was now rubbing soothing circles on it. Hilda sat on my other side rubbing circles on my back while everyone else asked me varying forms of if I was okay. I nodd
IRISAll feelings of amusement left me as things turned serious. I readjusted in my seat and crossed my legs. “Okay. Let's talk.”Les rose to his feet and offered me his hand. “First of all, I want to show you something.” Curious, I slipped my hand in his and let him take me upstairs. We went past a couple of rooms before we stopped at one and he unlocked it. Once he opened it, he stepped aside for me to go in first. Throwing a curious glance at him, I pushed the door further, went in and my mouth dropped open. One wall was painted with the drawing of an ocean and a red headed mermaid sitting on a rock in the midst of it. Then another wall had mickey mouse characters drawn on them and another had Tom and Jerry smiling at each other. In the midst of the room was a baby crib and I froze in my steps when I saw it. I turned around to find Les watching me intently with his hands shoved in his pockets. He shifted his weight on his feet - a sign I realize indicated his nervousness.“Do y
LESThe fluorescent lights flickered overhead as we sat in the waiting room of the hospital, the scent of antiseptic hanging heavy in the air. Iris fidgeted nervously beside me, her fingers twisting around each other as she glanced around at the sterile walls."You okay, Bunny?" I asked, reaching out to squeeze her hand.She offered me a weak smile. "Yeah, just a little anxious about the scan."I nodded, understanding her apprehension. The thought of seeing our baby for the first time was enough to make anyone jittery. But I was also excited, eager to catch a glimpse of the life growing inside Iris.After what felt like an eternity, the nurse called us in, and we followed her down the hallway to the ultrasound room. Iris settled onto the examination table, her eyes fixed on the monitor as the nurse squirted gel onto her belly.And then, there it was. A tiny flicker on the screen, like a beacon of hope in the darkness. Our baby's heartbeat.Iris let out a shaky breath, her eyes shimmer
IRIS:In a matter of minutes the entire living room was destroyed. I stood still in the carnage as shattered glass covered the ground and furniture became upturned. Les yelled every obscene word known to man. He went on to punch walls till his knuckles cracked and his blood ran red down the walls. Rick ran in with the other security men, confused but with their weapons drawn.“GET OUT!!” Les yelled at them. The men hesitated, especially Rick who looked my way and seemed like he didn't want to leave me with him. “Come Ma'am. Let's go.” He said as he approached me with his hand stretched forward. I had no idea I was vibrating where I stood until I raised my hand and found it shaking violently.The next thing I hear is the click of a gun. I froze just about to touch Rick and turned. Les had a gun pointed at Rick and his eyes were filled with utter madness. “Touch her and you die!” I turned to see Rick with his hands up, retreating backwards. “Sorry ma'am.” He said apologetically befo
LES My baby resumes work today and I am not happy about it. I wish she was the kind of woman who was content being a housewife that loves to cook and wait for her husband to come home. Wait a fucking minute. Why am I looking at Iris through the lens of marriage?I wasn't a big believer in it especially since my father was shitty to my mom and didn't keep his vows. I feel the whole idea of marriage is pretty useless. I am already loyal to Iris and will never look at any other woman. She's mine. Forever. So why do I need to put a ring on it?I continued to wonder about that as I leaned against the doorframe of my closet and watched my Bunny wear a Wonder Woman panty and matching bra color. She turned slightly and my gaze fell on her tummy which was now the size of a small watermelon. I felt something but I couldn’t process what it was. To think that in six months time, this woman whom I am totally obsessed with will give birth to mini mes and mini Iris. I wonder what the babies wi
LESI was in the throes of my own anger, but the moment I noticed the departure of my brother, my rage softened. One glance at Iris and she nodded at me to go after him, which I did. Entering the elevator, I pulled out my phone and accessed all the cameras to pinpoint my brother's location. It didn't take long to find him scurrying down the stairs to the ground floor. My brother has always been one to maintain composure in all things but now, from my point of view, he was an agitated mess. Pressing the button for the ground floo, I sighed and let the elevator begin its descent to the living room. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like, if I had grown up with a good, normal father. Maybe I'd be some corporate guy living in a cute condo, married with one or two kids instead of having an irrational fear of intimacy and⁸8⁸⁸fatherhood. Maybe, I'd be a normal guy. But I'm not. Instead I'm messed up in the head, struggling with a trauma I wouldn't wish on anyone. Thank Go
LES“I see you've lost all your senses posting that girl online.”I rolled my eyes at my brother who was cleaning his pistol while holding a video call with me. The sun had just gone down over the horizon, casting my office in semi darkness while the landscape of New York city came alive with colorful night lights. “I guess you can call me ‘crazy’. Crazy about her.” I smiled as I shoveled some Chinese noodles into my mouth with chopsticks.“What you will be, is sorry if you don't stop.”I stopped chewing and glared at him. My brother didn't look at me. Instead, he continued to clean his weapon as if he didn't just say something disturbing. “Why would you say that?”“Because you're being a fool right now. Posting her for the world to see, especially for our Uncle to see, is like looking into the eye of a python and spitting in its face.”James was right. I was usually a very calculated mind but lately, I have been getting carried away by my affection for Iris and may have unintentio
Chapter 56:IRISOver the next couple of days, I continued to send out applications and even tried writing some pieces but I realized I was experiencing a block. When I couldn't make headway, I sat down in front of a TV and watched some cartoons. It was my coping mechanism back at Massimo's house and it's starting to be my coping mechanism now. Cartoons weren't always at Les' place either. I was surprised when one day I received a delivery signed to me and when I opened it, I discovered Les had bought all variations of cartoons for me to watch. Along with some T-shirts with cartoon characters on them. Les continued to leave pleasant surprises for me while I carried my one unpleasant surprise inside my body and whenever talk about Taylor came up, he refused to talk about it and everyday I became more and more depressed.If I wasn't writing, I was also video calling my Dad or Hilda. Now that I had a working phone, I was able to access my old social media profiles. I came across a lo
IRIS“Can we still go about our day while we ruminate on this?” Les asked and I considered his request reasonable. “Sure.”I changed into one of the dresses he got me, and then we went downstairs to have brunch. All through, we ate in silence, and I hated it. I hated that I spoiled the mood between us and made it awkward with the topic of a child. After our brunch, Les took me on a tour of his mansion, and I was able to learn a few more things about him. Les was an artist who painted in his pastime, and I wondered how he was able to do that and still be an underground fighter during his teen years. I saw all the championship belts he had won and heard all the stories behind them. Then he showed me his car collections, the grounds which had a stable and two horses. By the time we were done that day, it was late evening, and we weren’t able to go shopping any more, but I didn’t mind. Getting to see a new side of him was refreshing. I got to learn that Les The Beast wasn’t really his
IRISA cold shiver went through me as my father’s words sank in. “Excuse me?!” “Iris-” My father started to speak, but I raised a hand to cut him short.“So I was a mistake?”My father looked horrified for a second before he closed the distance between us. “No, no, no, no.” he said, coming to sit beside me. “You were never a mistake, Iris, and I am glad your mother chose to keep you.”“What if she hadn’t?” I sniffled and wiped a tear from my eye. “Would you have regretted it?”My father sighed. “I honestly don’t know. All I know is that I am happy she didn’t listen to me. Look at me.” He said, taking my hands in his, which in turn made me face him. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me since your mother. You are not a mistake, and you never were. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to be a good father to you and give you the resources that you needed. I was fresh out of high school, inheriting a run-down port left behind by a drunken father. You can understand how having