Thelma banged the door hard as she walked into Darian's office. She steadied herself with every step that she took. She dropped the files in her hands on the desk and crouched down on the armchair before he ordered her to sit."I didn't call for you," Darian's voice was stern."You don't have to call for me before I come into ppyour office, Darian." She chuckled lightly.He arched his brows and shot her a glare. "What's the deal?" He asked, his voice sterner than before."Your wife is so beautiful. Why did you cheat on her with me?" She asked. Folding her arms against her chest, she relieved her back on the armchair and waited for his response."Thelma, I told you, I warned you to discuss only office-related matters with me." He wondered why she was bringing that up again after weeks of seeing Lena with him at the restaurant. She had acted cool around him the next week at the office, she didn't even mention anything about what she saw. Why now? Why was she talking about his wife all
"Am I a threat to you?" Lena posed the question to Darian, applying final touches to the light makeup on her face. She huddled back her makeup kits into the box and heaved an exasperated sigh. She wasn't the type to go out to open places but she couldn't refuse Gaby's request not after bribing her with something she had longed to know of."In what way, Lena?" He passed the earrings she left on the bed to her and sat back, resting his back on the headboard, his eyes glued to the magazine he was reading."Never mind, Darian." Lena smiled. She didn't want to tell Darian about Judson's threats; they didn't get to her. She had pondered on telling him but there was no need for that. "How do I look?" She spun around, wobbling in front of him.Darian didn't look at her, the news about some assassins had gripped his attention, and he didn't realize she was still talking to him."Darian!" She called a little louder, grimacing."What?" He asked in a bored tone."Nothing, never mind." She walked
Lena hated that Darian was spending too much time on the laptop. She made noise with her voice, singing songs that didn't rhyme with each other, just to get his attention, but he was too busy. When her noise became too much, he inserted AirPods in his ears to deter the noise from disturbing him.She prowled the bedroom, looking for nothing in particular. Her main aim was to distract him, but still, she failed. Work must be taking his time, she figured he needed to focus. She stopped pacing the room and plopped on the king-sized bed. Peeking at him as he typed, she wished he would take her in his arms. She rolled on the bed, struggling to sleep. She continued to toss around until she whirled out of bed and landed on the tiled floor."Ouch," she winced in pain, kneading her butt with her hands.Darian immediately put a halt to what he was doing. "Are you fine?" He asked. When she didn't give a response to him, he went over to where she was sprawled out on the floor, he bent over and lo
Lena wriggled the pillboxes in her hands, her eyes glued to Darian as he swallowed the pills, he gulped down some water and smiled at her. "Antidepressants pills?" She asked, her eyes popping out of her head.Darian nodded his head, "Why are you surprised?" He arched his brows, curling an arm around her neck, he steered her to the bedside. "It's nothing serious, but you insisted on knowing what it is. I showed you because we agreed not to keep secrets from each other anymore.""Yeah," she stared at him. "Why?" She inquired of him."Why do I take the pills or why are there so many pills in here?" He took a box from her and lobbed it across the room. "Both," she retorted."Maybe it's an addiction, who knows?" He sniggered at her. She watched as his lips twitched in a smile, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. The type of smile that was gentle yet held so much pain. "I have been on these pills for a very long time, I took them seriously when I stopped therapy a few years ago.""Darian,
"I became addicted to pills, weed, drugs, and everything bad you can think of. I became more like my father, a beast like him. And whenever he tried to hit me, I would stop him because I was under the influence of those pills that almost ruined my life. I lived a crazy life, and did every terrible thing you could ever think of." He shook his head. "The first person I ever shot was my dad."Lena's eyes widened when Darian said that. "You killed him?" She blinked her eyes, hoping he wouldn't say he killed his father."No, I didn't. But I was close to killing him. I confronted him when he tried to hit me, I was mad, so mad I didn't know what I was doing. I shut his legs with his gun.""Oh," she sighed."He healed though, he got better. We told everyone that it was an attack from one of the rival mafia families. I think he changed after that because he didn't hit me ever again and he got more serious with the mafia affairs but he was already far behind. I was out there, living recklessly
"Hello, may I come in?" Lena peeped through the door to Darian's office, she smirked, pulled the door open, and ambled inside. "How are you?" She asked in a singsong voice."Hey, what are you doing here?" Darian smiled, he wasn't expecting her to be in his office at that hour. She was supposed to be at the casino. "I brought you food," she winked at him."Food?" "Yes, you were in a hurry to leave the house this morning. Tina cooked for you, but you didn't even eat. I couldn't go to the casino without bringing your food. Wait, what were you planning to eat if I didn't bring your food?""I drank some coffee, and I was planning to eat lunch later on. You didn't have to worry about me, you know?" He sighed, she was doing too much for him. Since the day he opened up to her about the pills, she'd changed so much."I won't let you do that. Lunch is good but breakfast is compulsory too." She dropped the bag in her hand on the vacant part of the desk and winked again. "I boarded a cab here."
This Chapter contains explicit content, Readers' discretion is advised.Do not read if you are not up to 18 or if you don't fancy offensive words._______________________________________It'd been a crazy and rough week for Darian. From finding out that his mother was still alive even when he didn't want to know, to find out who she was. He had informed Jay to look into the matter discreetly; he didn't want to let it out yet. He'd also warned Chris to keep his mouth shut. He was the Don of the Dawson family mafia, but he didn't trust every one of them. They hated his mother and if they found out about her, they might go against her again.After the rough week, all he wanted to do was to have Lena in his arms and listen to her as she ranted about the casino and other things that didn't concern him, but he loved to listen to her even when she was uttering total gibberish.His eyes darted across the room, they rested on his wife; she was trying to pack her hair. She had insisted on wear
Darian yanked down her panties. Her pink cunt was already dripping with creamy fluid, he kissed her down there and she moaned again. His lips again were killing her.He rubbed her slit with two fingers, and she gaped at him, trying to muffle her moans. He plunged his fingers into her wet hole, it was tight, making it almost impossible for him to penetrate. Was she a virgin? He asked subconsciously. He gently stroked her entrance, and soon his fingers were coated with her fluid. He thrust into her with his fingers. She yelped, holding tighter onto him."Painful?" They looked into each other's eyes, slowly burning for each other. Lena nodded her head. "I will stop, I don't want to hurt you." He pulled his fingers out of her."Don't stop, Darian." She begged, "I can manage." She told him.He tried to go slow with his fingers, but she kept on yelping in pain. He didn't want more of that, so he bent over and replaced his fingers with his tongue. Lena lost it when his tongue met with her c
The tiny cries of Dala woke Lena from her afternoon nap. She had been taking care of the baby before Darian showed up and decided to help her out, letting her sleep for some time. She was only a few minutes into her sleep when her cries filled her ears, piercing into them and she just couldn't ignore the cries of her three months old baby.Yawning, Lena stretched to her feet and walked closer to the cot that was in their bedroom. "What does she want again?" She asked Darian who was trying to soothe the baby as she cried harder."I guess she's hungry." He handed the baby over to her. "You should feed her," he sighed, walking down to sit on the bed. "Darian, she eats a lot. I fed her before you came in and she wants to eat again. Why is she being like this?" Lena halted, shaking her head. She held the tiny fingers of her baby and smiled at her. "Dala, mama needs to sleep, baby." The baby chuckled, winking her large hazel eyes at her mother. Lena's heart softened, she just couldn't be
Some months later. All the members of the Dawson family mafia were still against Darian, but he knew what he wanted and he fought hard for it until victory was his. After much deliberation, several meetings and many days of resentment, Isabella was finally accepted back into the family. She didn't associate with the members of the Dawson family because she was yet to gain back her memory to figure out exactly who they were and how harshly they treated her in the past. She only maintained her distance from them and didn't go beyond where Darian told her to go. Lena rubbed her protruding tummy as she sat beside Darian on the divan in the lounge, it was late in the night and they were looking at the stars that aligned at the skies together, discussing how far they'd come in their relationship and how she was due for delivery in a few days. Darian took Lena's hand and smiled, "How do you feel now?" He asked, his eyes not leaving her tummy. He couldn't contain his happiness, he already
"Hey," Lena tapped Darian but he didn't respond to her. Tossing around on the bed, he faced the other side and pulled the duvet over his head, deterring her from seeing his face. "Darian," squinting, she wondered what was wrong with her husband. "Darian, are you good?" She wasn't having it, his silence made her so uncomfortable, and she was so eager to know what went wrong with him. He had been in a mood since he got back from work that evening and that was affecting her whole evening.Darian yanked the duvet off his body, sitting straight on the bed. He looked over to see Lena's worried face, he wriggled his head and looked away from her."Darian, did I do something wrong to you?" She asked but he didn't give her a word. "Darian," she touched him, he jerked away from her hold and she shook her head in confusion. "What's wrong with you? What happened at work?" She was concerned about him."Never mind, Lena. I just want to be alone." He got off the bed, heading towards the doorpost. L
"You've gone against the mafia rules, Darian." Gaius declared harshly, his eyes ogling Darian's body as he stood amid every member of the Dawson family mafia. "You can't lead us anymore, we don't want a boss who works in cahoots with the enemy."Darian chuckled, "Works in cahoots with the enemy, you say?" He repeated."Yes, how do we trust you after you went back to an enemy and let her stay in your house?""Judson, I know you've always wanted the position of the Don, but I promise that you will never get here, you won't sit your ass on that throne." He stated frantically, throwing his fingers towards the throne chair.Judson chuckled devilishly. "Let's see how long you will last there."Darian lowered his gaze on Judson, he put him under the scrutiny of his eyes and after a while, he stared away from him and looked at Gaius."You have no right to come up with the decision, let the people decide if I should be reinstated or removed." He narrowed his gaze on them, everyone present in t
It was past three months and Lena's bump was yet to be visible, she rubbed her hand on her belly as she looked through the mirror. Darian had his eyes on her the whole time. Smiling, he crept out of bed and walked up to where she was standing in front of the mirror."You look so beautiful, you do not need a mirror when you have me. I am the only one who can show you how beautiful you are." He swivelled her around, cupping her face in his hands. "My wife."Lena smiled, "I am checking to see if the baby bump is out yet. I am so nervous, I really can't wait to see it.""I can't wait too, it will be the most beautiful sight to behold. My beautiful wife is pregnant with our baby." He kissed her neck. "Thanks for all that you do, Lena. You make me so complete, you make me a complete man and I love you so much.""I wouldn't settle for anyone else but you, Darian. You make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Loving you is the best feeling I have ever felt and I don't want to
Darian pushed the door open. Waltzing in, he placed his hand on his sides and looked at his wife. A bright smile appeared on her face, she was happy to see him. She could never get enough of him."You were taking time and I just wanted to be sure that all is well with you." Darian rested his back on the door after shutting it."Yes, we were discussing." Lena retorted. "And was about to come to the dining table when you knocked at the door. Did you miss me so much you can't eat without me?"Darian chuckled at Lena's naughtiness, "You know there is something that we have to do, don't you?" He asked and she shook her head.Getting her ass off the bed, she moved closer to him. "Tell me, Darian, do you miss me?" She inquired, staring into his eyes. Isabella looked at them through the corner of her eyes, she admired and envied them. She wished her love life with Raymond was that perfect, she wished she made it to marriage with him, but she was happy that she had someone as beautiful as Dar
After Tina served the table, she proceeded to inform Darian and Lena about it. When they were settled on the dining table, Lena excused herself to get Isabella from the room.She got to the doorpost and knocked gently at the door, her waist hurt as she stood by the door. She leaned against the doorpost, hand clamped over the doorknob. She knocked four times and there wasn't any response from Isabella. She panicked, hurrying to burst into the room. She got in and met Isabella resting on the bed, her eyes shut and her head above her head."Isa?" She called but there was no response from her. Lena was scared, different thoughts ran through her mind as she approached Isabella who looked lifeless from her posture. "Isa?" She stooped to touch her face and Isabella's eyes snapped open, blinking her eyes in search of the intruder who had disturbed her reverie. "Are you alright?" Lena asked her.Nodding her head, she sat up and heaved a long sigh. "I am fine," she responded dryly."Oh, I have
"Darian," Lena called. She had noticed how he trailed off when she was talking to him about the reports she got from the Doctor earlier at the hospital. He looked at her with an expressionless face. "What's wrong with you?" She lowered the baby's onesie on the bed and sat next to Darian."Lena," he called dryly."What happened when I was away? Did you talk with Isabella?""Yes, I did," Darian replied. "She wants to leave the house.""Why would she want to leave the house? Did you say anything that prompted that decision?" She glared at him, knowing what Darian could do.He shook his head, narrowing his eyes on her. "I wanted to have a conversation with her and the first thing she said to me was that she wanted to leave the house.""Is that why you are moody?" "No, Lena. I am not moody, I am fine. There is a lot on my mind. But come here," He motioned to his lap. She crawled into his lap and rested her head on his back."What's it that you are thinking about, my love?"Darian chuckled
Lena had gone to the hospital with the bodyguards, leaving Darian at home with Isabella and Tina. He had been in his study for over an hour now and he suddenly craved coffee. When he couldn't get across Tina through the intercom, he decided to leave the study room and get to the kitchen.Isabella was seated on a couch in the living room, her eyes fixated on the blank television screen. Darian wondered what she was staring at that got her extreme attention. He ignored them and proceeded to the kitchen but he couldn't take further steps, thoughts of Isabella filled his head and he decided to stop to have a conversation with her.He paced the living room, not knowing how to incite the conversation with them. Isabella noticed him but she said nothing, when Darian didn't stop walking around the living room, she cleared her throat and spoke out."I want to leave your house."Her words caused Darian to waver, he sent a glare to her and shook his head. "Where do you plan to go if you leave my