Penelope woke in Charles’ car. She was groggy and still felt dizzy. Her body became alert and sprang up, almost hitting her head on the roof of the car.“Where am I?” She asked, looking around and found herself nowhere familiar.Charles kept his gazed focused ahead. “You slept off. Didn’t want to disturb you. Give me your address so I can take you home.” His tone was serious and detached with a little sense of urgency as his fingers tapped impatiently on the steering wheel.“How did I get in here?” She inquired. Her head ached. The last thing she remembered was having a bottle of water in the café.“You fell asleep.” He responded in a monotone. His response was terse.Something about the aura that emanated from him scared her. She moved closer to the door, trying to create some space from him no matter how little. She couldn’t remember anything. She sensed something had happened before she was moved into the car but nothing flashed in her mind.Absentmindedly, she provided an address
“Killian… P-please.” She pleaded quietly.“Get the hell out of my house!” He bellowed, making her jump out of fright.Penelope turned and left, knowing he wouldn’t care about anything she had to say to defend herself.She dropped the photographs onto her bed when she reached her bedroom and pulled out her phone to dial Nathan’s number. Her legs shook within the short distance from the living area to her room.It rang for a couple of seconds. “Penny? Are you okay?”She hadn’t noticed the she was sobbing out loud. “Yeahh…” Her throat felt closed up so she cleared her throat. “Yeah… Uhm… Can you give me a ride?”Nathan didn’t bother to ask questions. “Give me 20 minutes.”Penelope packed a few stuffs. Everything fitted into a bag. All she packed was all she brought in from her old house. She didn’t touch any of the luxurious clothes, shoes or bags.“I will make it easy for you.” Pamela spoke, grinning widely. She had overheard their conversation. She grabbed Penelope’s bag and hurled it
Killian sat straighter in his chair. His mind was still reeling about having a twin.“The babies… we discovered that they were fertilized traditionally.” She informed him.“What do you mean?”“She got pregnant traditionally. The foetus didn’t form outside but inside her uterus.” Seeing that Killian still looked confused, she spelt it out. “My guess is that she had unprotected sex before the last insemination but the dates were too close and the foetus were too small so it was hard to read.”“Does that mean….?”Killian was speechless for a couple of minutes.“What I am saying is that the babies might not be yours. I-”“They are mine.” Killian cut in. “Uhm… Thank you, Melissa. But I have to go now.” He left her office and made a beeline towards his car.In the car, his mind was in turmoil. He stared out to see that a cloud had formed. Someone up there was definitely punishing him for his misdeeds.The past few months… he had discovered how unfair he had treated Penelope without giving h
Killian had just returned to the manor. He went to his study where someone awaited him.“Where were you?” Bethany asked, looking stoically. She whirled around when she did not get any response. “Where the hell were you, Killian?”“None of your business, Beth.” He retorted sharply and took off his suit to hang in the corner of his study before proceeding to sit behind his desk.“On the contrary, it is every bit of my business. You are my husband! Yet, you wallow around become of some surrogate. She is simply meant to bring our children to the world and be discarded right after!” She yelled.If Bethany ever found out the truth about the children, she would be livid. He had no idea what plan she would scheme.“The same child you wanted to make sure never saw the light of this world?” He countered coldly.Bethany’s body froze on the spot. “W-what?” Her voice shook, betraying her.“Don’t feign ignorance.” He snapped, irritated with her feigning innocence.“B-but I have no idea what you are
It had been a month since Bethany disappeared from the manor and no one could tell her whereabouts. Killian’s security tried so hard but nothing. Even Freddy’s team couldn’t crack her location down.Anyone would think she had disappeared off the surface of the earth. The thought of her being anywhere in the world was scary. She was an unhinged woman on the look. What could she be up to?“Dude! You are about to be a father! How do you feel?” Freddy smacked him playfully. He had just brought Penelope to the hospital after her water broke. His boys joined him soon after. Francine and Hailey came as well. Ms. B said she wouldn’t miss it for anything.But how did he truly feel? To be honest, he felt fucking great. There couldn’t be any more perfect woman to bring his children to this world. Ever since the discovery, he was barely absent. At one point, he packed a few stuffs and moved in with Penelope.His grin told them all they needed to know.The nurses came in and out, waiting for her t
“How long have you know?” She asked quietly with her gaze fixated on his chest.“A little over a month.” He answered, hoping to catch her gaze to express how remorseful he felt.She gave a nod.Two hours passed and Penelope hadn’t uttered a word. All she did was go into her room and slammed the door hard, shaking the entire condo.Bryan never relented on his murderous stares. “How could you hide something like this from her?” He pushed aside the inner voice in his head that called him out as a hypocrite.“It is far too complicated.” He spoke dryly.“Not really. You intended to hide it from her all along.” He countered.Killian let out a sigh. “Don’t have time for this. I just want them back.” He retorted impatiently. His phone rang.“You found her?” He asked as soon as he confirmed that it was Freddy calling.“Yes… I believe she is on the road. It is best for the police to handle this.” Freddy advised. He never liked Bethany but he had no idea how deranged she was to kidnap babies.“S
“What? No…” Penelope said, coming forward and stood next to Killian. “This is an obvious case of abduction. It has nothing to do with me.”A coy smile was plastered on Bethany’s face. “On the contrary, it has everything to do with you.” She retorted. “He wasn’t supposed to move on from me. But he did when he met you. I could no longer stay on the side lines, out of the limelight. I am the true Mrs. King and no one will take that away from me.”“Beth… No one is taking your place. Just give the babies to me. You can’t just take them away.” Killian tried to plead with her.A frown was etched across Bethany’s face. “Why can’t I? They are mine as well, aren’t they?”Killian and Penelope exchanged a wary glance.She caught the exchange between the two of them so she repeated her question, “Are they not?”“ARE THEY NOT?!” She shouted.“O-of course, they are yours. Just give them to me.” Killian lied through his teeth.Bethany was silent for a few seconds. “You hesitated.” She spoke quietly.
"The deal became null and void when you didn't take her out of the city first after she gave birth. Now, I hold all the cards in my favor." Bethany gloated.Penelope was trying to catch Bryan's gaze so he could explain what the hell was going on. When did he make a deal with the she devil? Had he been in contact with her this whole time when he couldn't even be bothered to visit his only sister?She had many questions to ask him. But for some reasons, he never gave them the answers she desperately needed."Fuck this!" Ed cussed and held his index finger on on the trigger.Just before he pulled the trigger all the way, Bryan shot from his gun. The bullet hit Ed right in the chest. Bethany screamed as life departed from her lover's body.She held a shaky hand to her mouth. "You will pay for this! All because of this bitch! I shouldn't have got rid of you the first chance I got." Her voice shook with rage as she ran over to where Ed's lifeless body was lying.While Bethany sobbed right n
“Congratulations, Ms. Penelope Fords.” The board members erupted in a series of congratulations. She had been voted as the new CEO for Ford Company and all affiliate companies.The new reached Stanley Ford and he was beyond livid. The woman took the one thing that he hoped would still be his if he was granted bail. But his court judgement had been life sentence till death without any chance of parole.It was at that moment that a foreign substance rolled down his cheeks. He didn’t bother catching it because he deserved all that had happened to him. He allowed himself to be driven with so much power, molesting women, blackmailing them and killing simply because he thought he could get away with it.In the end, Penelope Ford won. She provided the DNA evidence, sending Delilah and her daughters away. She didn’t take the house from them because she had no use for it. She, more than most people, understood what it felt like to have no roof over your heads.She wished she could be steel hea
“Max! Fran! Come out!” Penelope screamed at the top of her lungs, wondering where they had hidden. It was their moving day. The boxes had been tapped, packed and waiting for the moving truck.She tried again and went to the back exit to look for them. The kids were testing her patience lately. They had ben rebelling against her since she mentioned that they would be moving to the city. But Max had given her a condition- to move in with Killian.They wanted to spend as much time with her and Killian as well. The thought stressed her out because it further added more pressure on her decision making.“Come on, Max! Fran!” She called outside and was on the verge of giving up when she heard some movement nearby. There was a store room where she kept the supplies.“Max? Come out here!” She ordered sternly. He came out in slow steps with Fran in tow.“Really? Both of you are unbelievable. I am the parent here! As much as I allow you some freedom doesn’t mean you should undermine my authoriti
Revenge never felt this sweet and bittersweet.It had been a couple of days since Jared King trended for the fraud he was. His doctor who forged a report of his ailment had his license revoked as well. So, yeah… Revenge tour was bittersweet as many people lost their jobs, sources of income all to rebuild a system that had fallen into the hands of power-drunk men.Penelope took it upon herself to visit some people before she returned to the countryside. One of those people was Nathan Hoffman.“You have a visitor.” She heard his PA relay to him.“Was there an appointment?” She heard him ask in a tired voice. Her heart bled for him. She imagined the PA shook her head when she heard no response. “Let them in.” He gave his permission.Penelope waited for the PA to come out to accompany her in.“Nathan.” She called as soon as she set foot into his office. He raised his head slowly. A glimmer of light shined in his eyes at the appearance of Penelope.“Penny.” He whispered, almost disbelievi
His eyes looked like they had seen a ghost. He was right. Everything he held dearly would soon become a ghost of his imagination. "T-thank you all for spending today with this old man." He concluded his speech and left the center stage. People began laughing, smiling and toasting to him. A clip played in the background for everyone to see. It was a collage of photos with music attached to it. Stanley smiled so much, his cheeks burned. Slowly, the pictures turned from pictures of his to pictures of the bruises he afflicted on Lola. Everyone gasped at the gory pictures, covering their mouths at the sheer horror of those images. Soon after, names from the black lists were called. Several funds of the government that was diverted. Stanley gasped, shaking his head disbelievingly. "No! None of this is true." He tried to plead with his guests who had adored him some minutes ago, now turned their backs on him.No one listened. People started to leave the parties because soon after, siren
"What have we got?" Killian asked.Boyles held a cigar in between his lips as he took a deep long drag."A lot. Depends on where you want us start." He spoke after putting the smoke in the air. His feet casually crossed over each other on her work desk. She had a study in a makeshift basement.It was no news that Boyles knew about where she was, even though she never revealed where she was writing from in any of her letters.He was the one that anonymously tipped Killian about her whereabouts. They knew because he confessed the minute he set foot into her household, right before plumping into the chair in front of her desk.He was always an enigma thag no one could decipher."His offshore accounts. We must look into it. Several events had been hosted, especially art works which we know he couldn't give the middle finger about. Most of them are usually sent to another location." Killian inquired, looking at the spread papers and files before him."I will have my men on it. I got you an
Penelope woke up to the light streaming down softly on her face. She groaned a little due to the sudden intrusion on her vision she opens her eyes.She adjusted her position and met a wall behind her. Her hand darted to the back to feign the object."Careful, love. Unless you want to stir him awake for another round. I don't mind, though." His voice vibrated against her neck, turning on very early in the morning.She bit her lips and retracted her hand. As tempting as his offer was, she couldn't even summon the strength. The previous night was a tryst that left her moaning her lungs out and causing her to be sore down there.If she somehow made it out of her bed, she would claim victory. The night was sweet, slow and rough. Everything she wanted and desired. She clamper he thighs shut while reminiscing."Talk to me. What are you thinking about?" Killian asked, slipping his hand around her waist and pulled her flush to his front, not condoning any space between them. He let out a sigh
Killian didn’t hold back on having fun with Max and Fran, especially not on his Black Gold credit card. But he didn’t mind. Anything to see the joy on their faces, he was willing and ready to do it.Sometime in the evening after having lunch with the kids, Max asked, “Okay, Dad. Why are you sulking? Don’t you like spending time with us?” Max inquired, dumping his fries on the plate and meeting his gaze.He turned away from the view of the buzzling locals outside the window, “Of course, I want to spend all the time I can get with you.” He spoke defensively.The two arched a brow, “Then, why are you sulking?” Max asked again.“I am not sulking.” He answered with a scowl on his face.Max and Fran leaned back at the same time, seemingly choreographed before concluding. “Sulking!”Killian let out a sigh.“Come on. Talk to us.” Fran spoke this time. She pushed her food away, grabbed the napkin to clean her hands and crossed her arms, expectantly.Max leaned back into his seat, waiting as we
“Stay in here and don’t leave the car, Penny.” John warned sternly, debating on whether he should turn back home because of the danger he might be putting his daughter in. Evelyn would have his head if she found out about it.She had warned him against it but didn’t listen to her. How could he? The only opportunity he had to save his dying wife, not taking it would mean losing her to that bastard disease that was eating her up from the inside.All he wanted to do was take his wife’s pain away. The society shouldn’t fault a man for the means he takes.In quiet strides, he went into the building with his hands tucked inside both his pockets. Occasionally, he would look behind him, straining his neck to check the car to see if anyone was near it.After some minutes, gunshot was heard, startling Penelope where she sat. her heart raced as she looked around, wondering where her father was.The kite was in her hold when she poked her head out of the window, looking into the darkness that ove
She looked down at their joined hands and looked back up at Killian. “One step at a time, remember?” She spoke and pulled her hand out of his. “The children are far more important right now.” She added and stood up from the couch. “Goodnight, Killian.” She whispered the last part.“Goodnight, Penelope.” He spoke in a low voice, feeling dejected at her rejection. Although, he half expected it but it didn’t lessen the ache he felt in his heart. He grabbed the comforter nearby and used it to cover himself after taking minimal clothing pieces off. That had been his bed for the past few days.The thought made him chuckle. How could a billionaire squeeze his length into a couch for days? Ms. Flores would have aneurysms if she ever saw him in that uncomfortable position. His bed was much more comfortable than the hard couch. He wondered why Penelope didn’t buy a more comfortable one when she easily could.Think of this as a means to an end, he tried to comfort himself internally.Just when h