Under the dark pitch sky a woman stood under the shed, she was dressed in black pants and a big hoodie over her head. The rain fell violently and the lightning from the rain sent shivers to her spine.Slowly the rain came to an end, and as it drizzled, she walked out slowly from the shed standing by the roadside so she could stop the next cab, in less than five minutes, the cab drew closer and stopped in front of her.The slender lady opened the back door as she settled in, closing the door with a light thud. She removed the nose mask that covered her face, showing her well chiselled and prominent nose.“To the New York Prison please” The lady muttered as she leaned weakly against the seat. She gazed lifelessly outside the car trying to appreciate the beautiful city of New York which was enhanced by beautiful delicate light.She removed her gaze from the window and glanced towards the rearview mirror, only to be met with the eyes of the driver.“Is there a problem, sir?” The lady aske
Megan stretched lazily on the bed, yawning loudly, it took a lot of time before she was able to sleep the previous night as she was thinking about Alex. She couldn't take the scene of Margaret on Alex's Leg, out of her mind, it was so intimate and it disturbed her.She groaned as she got out of bed, heading to the bathroom to shower, it was the weekend, and she decided to rest. Taking over the company and moving back and forth has been stressful, but Megan was determined.Her eyes stared at her reflection in the mirror, she packed her hair up in a bun, picked up her electric toothbrush, and turned it on. After she was done, she showered and got dressed for the day and decided to make breakfast for Loyd and herself, since her father decided to spend the weekend at Evelyn's place, Enzo was also busy with work as he hadn't returned home.Megan got started with breakfast, she whipped up some eggs and made some pancakes too, she also made Loyd's favourite toast, everything was ready, and s
Megan strides into the restaurant she was to meet Elizabeth with an air of effortless grace. Her sleek, tailored attire drapes luxuriously over her slender frame, each piece meticulously chosen to exude sophistication. The soft click of her designer heels against the polished floor resonates with confidence as she moves with purpose. With an impeccable poise, she made heads turn discreetly wanting to see who she was.“Who is she? She looks so beautiful”. She could hear the hush voices of people in the background as she entered halfway. Megan looked around before she finally sighted Elizabeth upstairs at a secluded corner, she frowned as she walked upstairs, wondering why Elizabeth would decide to sit up there when the down space was vacant.Elizabeth was dressed in a white floral gown that accentuated her petite body. Her jaws dropped, and her eyes dripped with utter jealousy and envy. Megan was just always lucky, but this time she would make sure she wasn't. She thought silently wi
“That's a blatant lie, Megan” Elizabeth yelled angrily as she hit the table with her fist, fuming in rage.“Why are you getting so defensive, Elizabeth, Why would I lie?” Megan retorted, smiling at Beth as she played with her nails.She was enjoying every moment of Elizabeth's anger, and it delighted her.“Just because you couldn't get pregnant for him, doesn't mean that I can't” Elizabeth fired back.Megan burst into laughter as she covered her mouth mischievously, “Excuse me please, I have been married to Greg for five years Elizabeth, If Greg was capable, I would have been pregnant a long time ago” Megan uttered, the sly smile never leaving her lips and it infuriated Elizabeth.Elizabeth's heart raced, she knew Megan was saying the truth, but she wasn't ready to give in just yet. It was her plan to come up with a false pregnancy so Greg and Megan could separate, hoping that when she gets intimate with Greg, she could truly be pregnant.“What's the problem, Beth? What are you thinki
“Elizabeth” Megan finally screamed, bursting out of her frozen state. She wanted to confirm if Elizabeth was responsive, but there was none. All of a sudden, the waiter to whom she had spilled the juice appeared out of nowhere and started screaming, drawing the attention of the already dishevelled people.“What have you done, madame? Why did You push her off the railings?” The waiter screamed on top of his voice in a strange accent.“I did no such thing”Megan defended in a stern voice. “That's a lie Madame, I saw you, you pushed her. Without even waiting for Megan's response, he turned towards the small crowd that had suddenly formed.“Everyone, this wicked soul here is responsible for that woman's fall” The waiter countered, pointing his fingers at Elizabeth who was lying on the floor.People gathered around Elizabeth on the floor trying to examine if she was dead or alive, some started pointing fingers at Megan, who was still trying to process the whole thing.“She is breathing” On
As the door opened, a man walked in with a stern look on his face, his cologne filling up the atmosphere. His assistant followed behind holding a bag as he tried to meet up to the strides of the man. Mrs. Wilson's eyes twitched as she couldn't believe her eyes. Isn't this Alexander gold, the most powerful billionaire in the whole of New York. She had often heard nasty and dangerous rumors about him that made her want to pee on herself. “Greg” She whispered, still keeping her gaze fixed on Alex. Greg turned to face his mother, who turned her head towards Alex. As if on impulse, Greg immediately releases Megan, Making her fall mercilessly on the floor. Poor Megan struggled to catch her breath as she looked at Alex, who had just walked in. What was he doing here, she thought within her. “Good afternoon sir, what brings you?” Mrs. Wilson asked, but not without stuttering. But Alex paid no attention to her. He hated devious people like her. He marched robotically towards Megan while h
Megan slept last night, with difficulty, as her mind kept wandering around Alex, and she wondered why. She had received an email concerning her flight tickets to France by 11 am, and it was ten o'clock in the morning already. She contemplated between packing last night or this morning, and there she was doing the latter. Megan walked downstairs to have breakfast with her family, her dad had finally returned. She could not help but wonder if he treats his other family the same way he treats them. “Good morning Dad” Megan greeted as she pulled out a chair, taking a seat, she had used a muffler to wrap her neck, so the bruises wouldn't be seen. If Enzo or Loyd gets to see it, it is going to stir up trouble, war, and wrath. Megan didn't want this, as she had plans of her own to get back at Greg. “Good morning, I got a call that your flight arrangements to France have been made. Is that so? “ Mr. Leonard asked directly. “Yes, I was going to tell you, I leave by ten thirty” Megan repli
“Wow”, Megan muttered as she felt her heartbeat outrageously. Her eyes trailed from his muscular shoulders down to his abs, then to his waist, where his towel hung dangerously low. “Do you like what you see?” Alex teased with a stiff grin. “What…are you saying?” Megan stuttered, not believing Alex caught her ogling at his body shamelessly. “Manners, Megan, you knock before entering someone's room, Don't you know that?” Alex said while he turned around to grab another towel for his beautiful short hair. “I….do, the.. door was opened and I”. “And you walked in, right?” Alex helped her complete the words. “Yes, the door was opened,” Megan repeated as she closed her eyes, trying to regain composure. “Why are you here?” don't tell me it's because you want to see me get naked?” Alex furrowed his eyebrows, walking dangerously close to Megan, who took a step back. “What are you saying, Alex, of course I don't want to see you get naked,” Megan defended as a blush crept its way to her fa
Mr. Leonard’s footsteps echoed softly as he descended the stairs, his eyes were dull as he scanned the room. Alex, Megan, Enzo, and Loyd stood, all eyes on him. Jake clung to his mother's side, his small hand gripping hers tightly."Jake," Leonard said softly, stepping forward with a smile. “You look so much like your mother.” Megan swallowed, her lips pressed tightly together, but she didn’t respond. Her grip on Jake’s hand tightened as Leonard reached out to touch the boy’s face. Jake smiled a little but moved behind his mother to hide. He knew Grandpa hurt mum, so he was also angry.Leonard’s hand dropped slowly, hurt. “Maybe I deserve that,” he murmured, sighing as he pulled back. Enzo cleared his throat as dinner was served and they all moved to the table, sitting in silence as the sound of cutlery clinking on dishes became the only noise.After a long pause, Leonard cleared his throat and looked up at his children. “I know I wasn’t a good father.”Loyd scoffed, muttering under
Two years later.Things may have seemed like they will never go back to normal for Megan, it was from one trouble to another bigger one. However it says with trouble comes ease.Megan stood in front of the crystal like window as she admired the light blue sky. How she wishes she could just stand here forever. As it reminded her of her better and bad Days.“Mummy, we are going to be late, daddy is waiting”. Little Jake, who was not so little anymore, bugged his mother with his sharp and piercing tone.Yes, Megan and Alex got married last year and they have been happy together. You might wonder what happened to Evelyn and Brittany. Well Evelyn was dead obviously.However Brittany's life never remained the same. She got depressed and started taking drugs, Mr Leonard still considered her his daughter so he sent her to rehab.“Oh, baby, Megan's face lit up with a smile. How she loved this little boy. Mummy is done already, let's go”. She grabbed onto his hands and moved towards the living
Life can be unpredictable right. Evelyn was still dazed, it felt as though her legs couldn't move.“No,no that is not true, she sniffed hard. It's not true. He died, I was winning and all of you were my puppets, everything was going according to my grand plan”. She kept emphasising on her words while pointing at Leonard.“Shut up woman, he interjected. I was never dead even if you did everything possible to get me out of the way. I heard the things you said to me while I was unconscious”.Evelyn gasped for the upteenth time. “How is this possible?” However instead of feeling remorse for her evil activities, she felt nothing but anger. It brewed slowly inside of her that it made her burst.“It's all your fucking fault. Did you think after how you betrayed me I will just let you into my life again. I accepted you because of your wealth and what you had to offer to our daughter”.“And I killed your wife to make sure nothing gets in my way again but your stupid witch of a daughter just ha
Brittany was feeling feverish, a feeling that what she was doing wasn't good. However her urge to have Alex just to herself was even greater.“It's too bad we have to get separated in this way, Meg”. Evelyn whispered to Megan as she finally cocked her gun and pointed it at her.“Please, Megan begged weakly. I will go far away with my son and never return”. Jake was the only person she could think of at that moment. She needed to keep him away from harm.“It's too late darling, Evelyn sucked her lips showing false sympathy. You should have disappeared when you had the chance”. She said with a glint in her eyes.“Don't worry meg, Brittany is going to take care of him and Alex”. Evelyn pointed the gun at Megan, this time with the intent of pulling the trigger. She has said all that needed to be said. While Brittany watched with mixed feelings.Everything seemed to be in slow motion to Megan. The moment felt like an eternity. The air grew thick and heavy, pressing against her chest, maki
The fear in Megan's heart was sharp, her pulse quickening as Evelyn stood over her, gun in hand, her expression twisted with a mixture of anger and satisfaction.Brittany stood nearby, her posture tense, her face a mask of conflicting emotions. Megan could see the hesitation in her sister’s eyes, a flicker of uncertainty that was an opposite of the cold malice she had shown earlier. But there was no time to dwell on it. Not with Evelyn so close, her finger poised on the trigger.“Stay out of this, Brittany,” Evelyn snapped, her voice hard and cold. “You’re just as stupid as Sonia was, and that’s why she’s dead.”Evelyn’s words cut through the air like a knife, and Megan’s heart lurched. She looked at the woman closely, wondering if she'd just misheard. Did she just admit to knowing about her mother's death? “What do you know about my mother's death? Megan asked with a shaky voice. She watched as Evelyn struggled to maintain her composure, her hand shaking slightly as she pressed the
consciousness crept back into her mind. The pounding in her head was unbearable, a dull ache that intensified when she tried to open her eyes. “Damn," she hissed as the migraine hit her in full force. She felt like her head was splitting in half and she couldn't even help it. “Where am I?" She muttered as she turned. She blinked several times, trying to adjust to the dim light filtering through the room. It was then that the cold, hard reality hit her—she was tied tightly to a chair, her wrists and ankles bound with rough rope that dug into her skin.Panic surged through her, and she instinctively began to struggle against her restraints. The chair creaked under the force of her movements, but the ropes held firm. “Who is here! Help me!" She called out, wiggling. Panicked, she glanced around her, the memories of what had just happened assailed her. Someone had grabbed her from behind and she'd passed out with the pungent smell forced in her face. She'd been drugged and now she was
Megan shivered, she had a bad feeling that her sister, Brittany had done something crazy. Why else was she calling just when she couldn't find her son and then she was laughing like a psychopath. “Brittany?" She called out over the phone, standing in the living room and shivering in her shoes. “I guess you're home by now, because I know that you wouldn't have answered my call otherwise," she said with a casual tone. “Why are you calling?" Megan asked carefully. She had a bad feeling in her guts that Brittany's call wasn't just a coincidence. “You know why I'm calling, Megan, don't play dumb with me," Brittany replied with a stiff tone. Megan sighed, taking deep breaths to steady herself. She was already trembling and she couldn't find her voice. "Brittany, what is this about?” She asked, already losing her patience. The anxiety was killing her and clearly Brittany was trying to mess with her head. How on earth did she know that she'd just gotten home? And what did that have to do
Brittany stood in the doorway, a forced smile plastered on her face as she gazed at her nephew, Jake. She had a sly smile on her face. How lucky she was, as if everything in nature was just sending her a sign. Her mother's plan would work out smoothly. “Hey little boy," she said with a sugary tone. But Jake just looked up from his painting and gazed at her blankly without saying a word, his eyes almost bored. “Come on, won't you say hello to your aunty?" Brittany tried again with an even more sweet voice but inwardly she was rolling her eyes. “No," Jake gave a single monotonous reply and didn't bother explaining himself, he just picked up his crayons and continued stroking each color across his white paper. Brittany sneered as he turned his face away, he was indeed a miniature version of his mother, Megan, with the same piercing blue eyes and mischievous grin. It was almost like he was staring at Megan's younger self right there on the couch. "Oh, Jake, I'm sure you don't really
Brittany paced back and forth in the fancy little cafe. She couldn't help the anxiety and anger that she felt. The thought of them made her nauseous. “She is in there with him as we speak!" She said and drummed her fingers on the table again. Evelyn had a very calm look on her face. But then that was typical. She wasn't easily ruffled, she always had a plan for everything and that was exactly why her daughter trusted her to find a solution. “Calm down, Brittany, anger never solved anything, what you need to do is plan," she advised. Brittany was exasperated, she hissed, “Calm? How can I possibly be calm right now?" She asked, spreading her arms. “She is with my husband and he won't even allow me see him, he told me to stay out of his way." Smiling, Evelyn waved it all off like it didn't matter. “Come on, Alex is just licking his wounds. You should allow him to do that.” She replied. "I don't know how long that will last for and frankly I don't wish to find out. All I know is that