"Gunther is visiting from Dallas.," Jay informed Darian."He doesn't have to come," he grumbled in response. "Call him and tell him to stay back. I was shot in the arm and not the brain." He sat on the couch with the help of Jay."I thought about it, boss," Jay said thoughtfully. "And I suggested that he stayed back in Dallas, but Gaius insisted that he come to visit.""Oh, let them have their way then." Darian threw his hands like he didn't care about whatever they planned. It'd been a week since he got discharged from the hospital, a week of staying at home, unable to make use of his left arm, a week of being almost useless, he hated that."Is there something you'd like me to do for you?" Jay asked.Darian shook his head, nothing for now. Jay and Lena had been very supportive since he got back home. Sometimes he felt he was a burden to them, so he lessened his demands, and declined whenever they asked if he wanted them to do something for him. "About my mother," his eyes darted to
"What are we doing here?" Lena asked, leading the way into Darian's safe space. She had been there once and she had almost forgotten the place existed. She looked back at him and smiled. "Will you let me hold your hands?" "No, I am fine." He shook his head. He didn't want to be babied anymore, his arm was not hurting like it used to. "Why did you bring me here today?" She repeated her question, in case he didn't hear her the first time."I wanted to get out of the house, it's almost suffocating, you know." He said, bumping hips with her as they walked close to the lotus pond. "Now that I am here, I feel so refreshed." He smiled, smirking at his wife. "What about you, how do you feel?" Lena shrugged her shoulders, "Just normal, I am not just happy that your arm is in a cast. I wish you could make sure of the arm.""Hmm, on the bed?" He arched his eyebrows at her."No, Darian." She yelled, embarrassed. "I wasn't even thinking about that. Common," she hit him lightly, blushing hard.H
A month and a week had passed, Darian could now make use of his arm and he was back to work. He was in his study room, busy with a project when Lena walked in with a plate of fruits."Hey," she smiled at him, dropping the plate on the table. "I brought this for you, I will leave now." She told him, veering around to leave the room."Lena," he called, deterring her from moving. "There is something I would like to discuss with you." He motioned to the vacant armchair. Lena occupied it immediately, eyes on Darian as she awaited what he was about to discuss with her."Is it something serious? Does your arm still hurt? I thought you said you were fine?" She asked unending questions. He shook his head, sometimes he wished Lena would listen to him first before jumping to a conclusion."Lena, it's nothing serious." He sighed, "I have to travel for some days, will that be fine with you?" He asked, noticing how her shoulders sagged when he said that. Lena frowned, "How many days specifically
Darian had been gone for two days now, the house was void and Lena missed him terribly. Lisa had gone back to Dallas to attend to some things that required her attention, Tina was having a break from college, and Lena had decided to give her a break from work too, to rest and have fun.Lena was alone inside the mansion, she wandered around the rooms. From the living room down to the cinema room and all the other rooms she had seen, but they never made use of. Darian's mansion was good for touring, and she did that whenever she was bored alone at home.She was back in the main building, sorting out different recipes for fried chicken in the kitchen when she heard the doorbell ring. She wasn't expecting any visitor, and Tina couldn't be the one ringing the doorbell, and neither could it be any of the bodyguards. She dabbed her hands with a napkin, sauntering into the living room to get the door.She pushed the door open to a familiar face, she glanced at the visitor observantly, trying
Lena made sure she didn't pick up Darian's calls throughout the days he was away. She thought about different things to do before he got back from his trip, she was angry, really angry at Darian for cheating on her with Thelma.She was tossing her clothes into her bag when Darian pulled open the door to their bedroom. He had been calling her for two days but she wasn't picking up, he had to leave what he went for to come back home to see if his wife was good. Even though he got reports from the bodyguards and Tina that Lena was fine, he still wanted to see her and be sure, he was certain Lena would never air his calls unless something had happened.The journey back home was overly long and tiring, he wanted to see his wife so bad to know what was wrong with her. He dropped his suitcase on the bed and moved closer to her. She was aware of his presence, but she pretended not to notice that he was around her. She kept on tossing her clothes in a bag, she suddenly stopped when she didn'
Darian didn't sleep in the room, he knew Lena was mad at him and he chose to respect her feelings by staying away from her all through the night.In the morning, he leaned against the doorway, the courage to open the door had seeped out of him. He had never been like this, he'd always been the authoritative type and he always got away with whatever he did. But with Lena, the story was different. He cheated on her, and he felt so bad about it. Sighing softly, he pressed the doorknob, opening the door to the bedroom. He slipped in and walked towards the bedside.Lena was still sleeping when he got in, he wanted to get close to her, comb her hair with his fingers and place soft kisses on her hairline. But he couldn't do that when she was so mad at him. He fed his eyes with the beautiful sight of her sleeping. He quickly glanced away when she stirred on the bed, she stretched out her arms and let out a soft yawn."Good morning," he greeted her when their eyes locked, hoping she'd reply to
Earlier that morning, Lena had left the house to visit her father. Darian made sure her bodyguards went with her even though she quibbled and told him that she didn't want anything that belonged to him anymore. Darian approached Jay for advice when Lena was away. Though not conversant with matters of the heart, he was able to advise him on a few things to do, to placate his wife and Darian decided to try them out, hoping they'd work out. It'd been four days already and he missed her dreadfully, living in the same house with her and not talking to her was doing a lot of harm to him. He wanted his wife back.He busied himself with mafia affairs while she was away. Even as he worked, he was constantly checking to see if she had arrived. He had different thoughts and somehow, he feared that Lena would not return to his house because she was mad at him. He crouched on a sofa in the living room, patiently waiting for her.Darian was restless as he peeked through the window from time to t
"I thought I lost you," Darian mumbled under his breath."You almost did, I didn't want to ever come back home." She smiled, stroking his fingers."I am sorry once again, do you want me to go on and say sorry a million times?" He locked eyes with Lena for a split second before looking down at her hand that was resting on his.Lena nodded her head, "Yes, Darian. Say sorry a million times.""I thought you said you'd forgiven me." He grimaced, sighing softly."Darian," she pouted, letting go of his hand. He took her hands back and started, "I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry azz going to let me do this?" He glared at her.Smiling sheepishly, Lena nodded her head. "Go on." She nudged him with her hands."How about I do something else that you will like?" He inched closer to her, sealing the space between them. Lena shifted back but Darian didn't let her move too far. "I am sorry, but I am sure you will like this better." He leaned forward, drooping his