Drew’s POV
“Arrrrrrghhhh…” I groaned nastily at the sound of the doorbell. I stretched my muscular body on my king sized bed while contemplating ignoring the visitor or answering them. The hours between four and seven were my absolute best and I could give up my inheritance to gain some good sleep during this time. Not like I had one anyways. My dad Peter was just such a pain in the neck; a well-to-do father with a struggling son. Well it seemed like the person got impatient because this time, they held on the bell for longer, making my ears tingle. “Who the fuck is here to disturb my peace this morning?” I said aloud, a little angered as I hurried out of the bed like a zombie to get the door. I quickly threw on a robe I hung on my closet door on my almost naked body and hurried to the balcony. “Good morning Drew. I must have woken you up. I'm so sorry” said the person standing right in front of me. It was Sheena, May’s bestfriend and the sight of her only increased my rage. Deep down, I wanted to turn swiftly and bang the door hard against her but I decided to exercise a little patience. “Can I come in please?” she asked again despite my refusal to say a word to her since I came out. “No ma'am! I have nothing to do with you or your friend so I would appreciate it if you all stay out of my business! Okay?” I responded in a rather cruel manner. ”I feel you Drew, but I think you should give me audience before you decide if you want to throw me out,” she said, giving me puppy eyes. “Look Sheena, the last thing I want to do right now is talk, but I’m giving you the benefit of doubt; you have ten minutes to be quiet or to speak sensibly” I mumbled as I slid the door open properly. “Thank you for giving me the opportunity, she whispered into my ears as she gave me a warm hug. I was alien to this version of Sheena but I was invested in what her mission was. She walked in majestically, swinging her almost invisible waist left and right. Sheena was a beauty to behold but not as much as May was. It was probably love blinding me but May would beat her hands down in a beauty pageant competition. I let her walk before me into the sitting room while I followed behind her. Her brown wavy hair was tuck behind her ear, properly revealing her pretty face. She had on a black mesh dress, revealing a large part of her legs and cleavage. The dress snatched her waist so well that it kept calling out to me. Her butt was nicely shaped and did an aggressive jiggle whenever she made a step. She had such a killer figure! I stopped at the white couch covered in smooth silk in my living room and plopped into it like a little baby diving into his mother’s arms, while she sat next to me looking around the house. I just laid there, thinking about a lot of things. My heart felt like it had lost something precious that it ached so bad and I could feel the pain in my chest. “I am not a cheerer of evil deeds. All these while, I suspected that May was cheating but all my efforts to catch her red-handed always proved abortive despite being so close to her. She hid her escapades so well that I had to give up and discard the thoughts at some point. If I was to disclose it to you, there would be no evidence and that would have come off as an attempt to break your relationship, you know.” “You are such a good man Drew,” she said as she took my hands and held it in hers. “You absolutely do not deserve to suffer or face this humiliation. I wish May appreciated what she had, but no! She let it slip through her fingers so loosely and now she would live to regret it. A lot of people would die to have such a hard-working and handsome man like you, so don't even let it get to you,” she said in a caring tone. “What can I say except that I appreciate your kind gesture?” Thank you for your empathy Sheena, I muttered, my face lighting up a bit. “Oh, come off it. It's nothing too much for a good guy like you. Let me get you a drink”, she said, passing me a look that screamed seduction. “Do not stress yourself for my sake please, gracing me with your presence is more than enough,” I appealed to her. “Oh! I forgot to add that no one says no to my offer, especially the ones borne out of love,” she said, giving me a naughty smile and rolling her eyes as if to say ‘i’m the boss.” “If you say so,” I responded, shrugging my shoulders. She lifted herself off the couch and made her way to the bar, taking out a bottle of whisky and two glass cups, then she walked back to me and opened the bottle, pouring out a little portion for me. “You should have some too?” I said to her, and she obliged, nodding her head amidst another mischievous smile. I drank the first serving and she poured me another portion; Whiskey was my doom drink. I lazily took the second glass and I was beginning to feel relaxed and euphoric. “That’s enough Sheena,” I mumbled, spreading my two hands on either side of the couch and resting my head on its stand in dizziness. My faint eyes beheld Sheena as she stood up sluggishly and sat on my laps, rubbing my head and planting kisses all over my face. I tried to shake myself off with the little strength left in me but she had me in full grip. “What are you up to?” I inquired in a faint tone but she shut me up with an intense kiss on my lips that drove me into the wild. She parted my robe which I’d secured with a strap and felt my hairy muscular chest with her palm, rubbing against my nipples passionately. I moaned in excitement. She mellowed down to my legs, feeling my crotch area and caressing around it. Between the liquor and her touch, I couldn’t tell which was winning. I closed my eyes and tightened my fists as she took down my boxers and suckled on my member. A feeling of immense pleasure and ecstasy ravaged my entire being; each suckle sending me to paradise and back. My passion was fully ignited and though I was weakened, I was ready to swing into deep action but each time I tried to get myself up and reach down for her, she pushed my chest back and I staggered backwards and moaned even louder as she had her way with my body. A few minutes later, she got off me like a lion who’d just finished with its prey and took off every bit of clothing she had on revealing her pale white skin and delicate parts. Her tender swells were well rounded and pointing directly at me like an offender and her waist formed a perfect curve extending down to her lower region. She stood me up in a flash, taking my hands and placing them on her bare body. “Let’s go to your bedroom,” she said, swinging me along like a piece of furniture. I struggled to hold myself in place as I was way bigger than her and her breathing sounded like she was doing a lot of work. “Easy on me,” I shouted as she pulled on my left hand harder as I followed behind her but she was too consumed by her desire to devour me. We got into my room and in a split second she pushed me with a great force onto the bed, my head and body landing forcefully. She continued kissing me passionately, fixing my fingers into her yoni. She moaned in excitement as my fingers moved lazily in and out of it. I felt a mix of horniness and weakness at the same time and I didn't know which feeling to give in to. She leaned towards me, inserting my member into her honeyed depths, pushing back and forth slowly. My head bursted with pleasure as she screamed softly into my ears. As the motion progressed, I continued with the thrusting, adjusting her forward and making her wrap her legs around me. I thrusted deeply into her, my mind foggy from the drink. Each moan urged me on, making my body operate on autopilot. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice pierce the air in high tune. My brain stopped for a bit trying to fathom from which direction it came. I turned my head from facing Sheena who was too busy moaning loudly, to the left direction of the room holding the doorway and my body froze as my eyes interlocked with that of the entity. I readjusted myself quickly and pushed off the human horse sitting pretty on my legs. “Why’d you push me off like that? Drew?” She screamed in rage tugging at my hands like a toddler who was refused a snack, but I ignored her to fathom it herself while I dragged the duvet and wrapped myself in it. May was too shook from what she saw, she just stood transfixed to the spot in anger and disappointment. “This was the best you could pull huh?” She questioned me with a look of disappointment. At the sound of May’s voice, Sheena hurriedly got off me, scouting for her clothes which she’d dumped on the bare floor in the living room. I felt an overwhelming feeling of shame and embarrassment, but not guilt. After all, she cheated a few days before our wedding while I’d been faithful to her the entire time. For about two minutes, the room was enveloped with an awkward silence someone had to break. “Come on sweetie, don’t stand there acting like a saint. Two can play this game, you know,” I said to her. “I’m only embarrassed that you walked in on us having sex, but it’s nothing new. Now you get to feel what I felt when I saw the picture of you in bed with a total stranger I know nothing about.” “No Drew! You’re wrong! You never asked me about it! You never heard my own side of the story! I wasss…” “Shut the fuck up!” I thundered, ending her attempted explanation abruptly. “I want nothing, nothing and absolutely no word from you now and never, so if you don’t mind, you can excuse your silly, cheating and lying ass out of my presence,” I said in a final tone. I never felt a thing for Sheena but I needed to make this last moment heated for May. This was my opportunity at revenge and I wasn’t going to let it slip off my hands. “Come to me baby,” I beckoned to Sheena who’d scurried out of the room already to get dressed. She walked in slowly, sighing heavily and sat straight on my legs. I pulled her closer to myself and hugged her tightly, planting soft kisses on her forehead. She giggled under her breath, casting a disdainful look at May as she touched me even more sensually. She played along just like a paid actor. May walked out on the both of us aggressively, sobbing silently and we both chorused in a loud sarcastic laughter.May’s POVDrew and I walked hand in hand into the school cafeteria, my long bag strap hanging over my shoulder and Jude’s resting pretty on his back. The whole atmosphere smelt of freshly baked sizzling hot pizza and the gelato and ice cream stand had their flavors consuming the whole place too. “Love birds,” a group of girls chorused and chuckled, whispering something amongst themselves while we queued up for our order. We smiled calmly at them and focused on what we were there for. My boyfriend and I paired literally everywhere we went and were so touchy and lovey-dovey so this meant that we were known by lots of people around school, outside school and in every restaurant, bar or lounge we found ourselves.“I’m so famished, baby!” Drew exclaimed, yawning at the top of his voice. “Isn’t that why we are here dear?” I questioned him while answering at the same time. “What are you ordering?" he asked me, turning to face me from the side. “Well, a well made meal of baked chicken and
I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I expertly piped a border of chocolate ganache onto the tray of freshly baked croissants. It wasn't typical of me to sweat profusely during work hours despite the heat which escaped from the oven whenever Pastries were being baked. I felt some sort of feverishness that seemed to intensify the more work I did but I attributed it to work strain.“Entrepreneurship is not a child’s play,” I whispered to myself. I could never fully explain the joy I felt whenever I resumed work in the mornings. I was so proud of how much I’d captured the hearts of the people in the neighbourhood. My orders and supplies had tripled from a month ago when I started out but that was no easy thing to do.I tilted my neck to my left hand side and there was my assistant Ray sliding a tray of golden-brown scones into the oven. She was such a workaholic who loved her job. All I ever did was give her my recipe and she delivered the pastries just fine.“You have so much energy Ra
For a minute, I felt my heart stop. This one statement from the doctor was all that was needed to wreck the happiness that I’d been trying to build for myself these past few weeks.I clenched my fists as they shivered intensely from the shocking news I’d just received. Doctor Derrick stared at me with a look of empathy on his face. He seemed to be so patient, letting me process whatever feeling it was that overwhelmed me. I threw my hands on his work desk and placed my head between them, sobbing silently. My heart was aching terribly and I wasn’t coping well. That man accused me of cheating on him and presented concrete evidence which was still a surprise to me till date, but my tripartite being knew that I’d never been intimate with anyone else aside him. The idea that I was carrying Drew’s child made my stomach stir with disgust. Silly me thought I was done with him and would never have anything to do with him anymore. I had in fact delivered him to satan, alongside my ex-best f
“No weekend at mine will have you counting your calories honey,” she said and we both let out a loud round of laughter after which we continued to devour our delicious meal of scrambled eggs and mashed potatoes.The weekends at my aunt’s were always the highlight of the week for me, and I think her tantalizing meals were a plus on the menu.“I need to watch the plates though; I’m forever never beating the missing waist allegation”, I added and she almost choked on her glass of water.“Easy ma’am," I said in sarcasm and comfort at the same time as I rubbed gently on her back, making soothing circles on it. We took the remaining bits of food in silence and when we were done, I sluggishly stood up and cleared the circular dining table on which we’d just feasted.“That was so delicious! No one does it like my mama,” I exclaimed while fixing my gaze on her to see her smiles. I loved gassing her up, and I knew she deserved every bit of the words and hype and I loved it for her. “Thank you
Drew’s POV“Son of Peter Anderson, how do you do?” My dad enquired over the phone call that I’d just gotten on with him. I dragged myself out of bed sluggishly, fitting my legs into my slide and moving to the window to slide my curtains sideways to allow for some lightening.“Dad, I’m just here, between the devil and the deep blue sea,” I replied nonchalantly. “You seem to always have too many problems young man, which is it this time?” He asked, his voice almost sounding like a roar.My dad could pass for a mafia boss, owing to his authoritarian and controlling nature. He never laid his hands on me growing up, but his words were like a double-edged sword, piercing deeply into the soul.I hated to admit it, but he had done the most emotional damage to me, more than any outsider had. Sometimes, I wondered if he was my real dad, or if I or my birth mom had committed an unknown crime that left him being cruel to me many years after.I also hated to complain to him about anything going o
May’s POVWhen Drew and I were still an item, we used to pay regular visits to his dad’s mansion which was a few meters from our environ. Today, I set out to go see him and inform him of my pregnancy to his son.As my aunt had said rightly, I was already bestowed with the sole opportunity of choosing what I wanted for myself and I had chosen to hold on with my former termination plans as I wanted to hear from Peter first.My hopes were somewhere in between mid and low bars. Something about deciding to retain the baby made my heart leap for joy. It was unplanned motherhood but it seemed like I was going to love the process and the outcome eventually.“Knock knock! I said in a low tone as I hit the beautifully sculptured white wooden door leading into the dormitory, but I got no response.My journey into this confinement was a long one as I kept being interviewed by Peter’s numerous guards. As much as I was glad that there were no restraining orders, I was also about to lose it when the
“Did I hear you correctly Mr Peter?” I asked him, absolutely dumbfounded, but he erupted into a brief but wild laughter. “There is nothing new under the sun, miss, besides I'm only trying to help here as demanded and expected. “Darlington!” Peter called out loudly, interrupting our conversation. I looked around for the angel that was going to appear right in front of us after his call because I thought we were here alone, which gave me an unsettled feeling while I sat and spoke with him. My intuition kept insinuating that something was wrong but I couldn't exactly place it. I was sure he wasn't moving to me to cause me any harm whatsoever even though I didn't feel a hundred percent comfortable. What was he going to do next? I wondered within me, my eyes lurking around the sitting room premises for a strange action or appearance. My heart beat increased and my palms became sweaty as I sat, waiting for the unexpected. When I couldn't contain my fear and anxiety any more, I decided
“I’ll treat you to dinner tonight. 7pm, at The Smith’s Cafe,” she said, laying emphasis on the time. “Can we reschedule?” I asked her, attempting to test her patience which I knew was non-existent. “Don’t piss me off cousin,” she retorted and I let out a nasty laugh. “See you then!” I said, and I tapped the red icon on my screen to terminate the call. Nicole was my favorite cousin and in fact my closest friend and confidant. She was strongly rooting for my previous failed relationship so it hurt her deeply to see that it didn’t work out as she had envisioned.“You two have great prospects for the future,” she would always remind us whenever we hung out as a trio. And now that it had gone down the drain, she was still here, standing firmly by my side.It was currently 5pm and I had just retired from a very busy day at the studio, trying to get a few records in. I had a music career that I didn’t know whether to refer to as upcoming or failed. Since my childhood, I’d always aspired t
“That doesn’t sound like a rat honey, can you check who it is?” I heard a female voice speak from inside the house and I immediately knew it was hers.I was struggling to get myself back on my feet when a light as bright as the sun shone on me. I looked up, squinting my eyes to prevent myself from going blind from its extremely bright rays, but the holder only directed it ruthlessly into my eyes, making me turn them away to the side.“What are you doing here man?” He asked me, taking a glance at my bags, whose items were now littered on the floor. “Who are you?” I retorted, staring at him properly in the face to see if I could recognize him, but his looks did not ring a bell.“Sheena, you have a visitor, see you some other time,” he said, as he opened the dormitory door and walked away, not minding my question or my purpose of visiting.I held on firmly to the rails that held the door and lifted myself with all the strength in me.“I scouted for the items that fell out of the bag and
Drew’s POV“Sheena, I am already on my…” I tried to say but the call was terminated abruptly as I spoke, almost driving me crazy.I transferred my frustration to my steering wheel, banging it as hard as I could. “How dare she turn me around and play me like a basketball? Was I a joke to her? Didn’t she think I had better things to do?” I asked myself over again.I bent my head over, staring at my feet and burning with frustration as I tried to fathom my next course of action. For the umpteenth time, I hated myself for letting her into my life. It wasn’t all that good before her, but I could say for sure that I’d never known peace ever since she came into the topic. I would have probably just been mourning the loss of a love that I thought would last for a lifetime, but here I was battling with a toxic woman and still having to be stuck with her because according to my oppressors, “they make the rules and I don’t get to choose”.As I reflected on my terrible life choices, I genuinely
Drew’s POVI shut my car door gently but firmly and I pressed the lock button on my key fob for a central lock just before I proceeded to walk towards the mall.I was on my usual favorite outfit combination, a pair of black baggy pants and a chocolate brown t-shirt with imprinted lines like a thread on the fabric. I was feeling myself in this fit, knowing damn well that I looked good.I did my confident walk towards the store’s entrance, my shoulders as high as a pillar and my gaits rhythmical and well coordinated. I wore my usual bright smile, lighting up the hearts of everyone whom I made eye contact with. The mall’s entrance was slightly crowded, with people walking in and out, some with items that they’d purchased in their hands and others with their kids. I saw this gorgeous little girl, probably around two years of age. She was walking hand in hand with her dad, her cute little chunky legs in a white shoe and her head crowned with a beautiful pink band with a bow, pushing back
Brittany’s POVAs I settled to have my breakfast for the day, I suddenly began to feel uneasy within myself. Since 8am when I arrived at the shop, I'd been so busy sorting orders and attending to walk-in clients that I barely had the time to sit, not to mention feed.My doctor had given out a stern warning that I do not miss breakfast but I still found it hard to keep up with that rule because my first meals always ended up being somewhere between breakfast and lunch, which most people called brunch. I took out my cutleries to devour the meal after dishing out my smoking hot rice and salmon on the ceramics plate, but I still felt a little unrest, my intuition suggesting to me that something was wrong.I knew never to shove off my gut feeling as it was never wrong so I picked up my phone to call May. As I unlocked it, I was greeted with four missed calls from her about an hour ago.Today was supposed to be the day she met with Peter, her ex’s dad, and I hoped those monsters had done
May’s POVAs I shut the door behind me wondering what on earth prompted Peter to speak to me in such a manner, I sluggishly pulled myself towards the gate leading out of the estate which was quite a long distance from where I presently was, the entrance of his dormitory.When I stood up and said my farewell bid, I only did that out of goodwill. Why did he ever think that wishing me such was the best thing to do? As I walked on, his last words kept ringing in my head, making it pound with a headache.“Peter, you shall receive in hundred folds whatever you wish me that is not favorable”, I proclaimed, and my heart calmed a bit but with the thoughts still sliding in uncontrollably.The weight of the meal I had just devoured was taking a toll on me, making me move with the speed of a tortoise. I dragged my feet behind me, helplessly panting and gasping for air.This was the typical pregnant woman walk but I wasn't that heavy, I thought. I racked my brain, trying to fathom why I felt the w
I rolled myself over the bed and picked up my smartwatch which I'd placed on the wooden stool next to my bed to check the time and it read 6:30pm. I rubbed my sleepy eyes with my palm, trying to get them to be clear and I hurriedly got out of the bed, taking off my boxers which was the only clothing article I had on. I scurried to the bathroom which was located in my room for convenience. I pushed down the lever to open the door and I quickly turned on the shower and got into it.I was usually very careful and paid attention to details whenever I took my bath because a clear skin was luxury for me, but today I had less than thirty minutes to get seated at the table with Nicole and she was always on time.I hastily poured in a few drops of shower gel into my sponge and scrubbed my skin like my life depended on it. Nicole said she hated boys but envied them a lot because they could be so rough on their skin and still have it crystal clear and glowing.While it was true for me, that wa
“I’ll treat you to dinner tonight. 7pm, at The Smith’s Cafe,” she said, laying emphasis on the time. “Can we reschedule?” I asked her, attempting to test her patience which I knew was non-existent. “Don’t piss me off cousin,” she retorted and I let out a nasty laugh. “See you then!” I said, and I tapped the red icon on my screen to terminate the call. Nicole was my favorite cousin and in fact my closest friend and confidant. She was strongly rooting for my previous failed relationship so it hurt her deeply to see that it didn’t work out as she had envisioned.“You two have great prospects for the future,” she would always remind us whenever we hung out as a trio. And now that it had gone down the drain, she was still here, standing firmly by my side.It was currently 5pm and I had just retired from a very busy day at the studio, trying to get a few records in. I had a music career that I didn’t know whether to refer to as upcoming or failed. Since my childhood, I’d always aspired t
“Did I hear you correctly Mr Peter?” I asked him, absolutely dumbfounded, but he erupted into a brief but wild laughter. “There is nothing new under the sun, miss, besides I'm only trying to help here as demanded and expected. “Darlington!” Peter called out loudly, interrupting our conversation. I looked around for the angel that was going to appear right in front of us after his call because I thought we were here alone, which gave me an unsettled feeling while I sat and spoke with him. My intuition kept insinuating that something was wrong but I couldn't exactly place it. I was sure he wasn't moving to me to cause me any harm whatsoever even though I didn't feel a hundred percent comfortable. What was he going to do next? I wondered within me, my eyes lurking around the sitting room premises for a strange action or appearance. My heart beat increased and my palms became sweaty as I sat, waiting for the unexpected. When I couldn't contain my fear and anxiety any more, I decided
May’s POVWhen Drew and I were still an item, we used to pay regular visits to his dad’s mansion which was a few meters from our environ. Today, I set out to go see him and inform him of my pregnancy to his son.As my aunt had said rightly, I was already bestowed with the sole opportunity of choosing what I wanted for myself and I had chosen to hold on with my former termination plans as I wanted to hear from Peter first.My hopes were somewhere in between mid and low bars. Something about deciding to retain the baby made my heart leap for joy. It was unplanned motherhood but it seemed like I was going to love the process and the outcome eventually.“Knock knock! I said in a low tone as I hit the beautifully sculptured white wooden door leading into the dormitory, but I got no response.My journey into this confinement was a long one as I kept being interviewed by Peter’s numerous guards. As much as I was glad that there were no restraining orders, I was also about to lose it when the