It was weekend fast. The week ram by so quickly, I was dazed. Well, that was actually a good thing. I'll get to see Charlie. That was always the highlight of my week. I picked up my phone to call Adeline if Charlie was home with her already and she said yes. Okay, there was no need going to her school again. If tired had any other name, it was me right now. I was tired to my bones. It felt like I'd break down soon if I do not get any rest. My body ached all over, but I had deadlines to meet. Some where easy while some where pretty hard. “There is no way in hell you'd tell me that you are okay.” Tam's voice interrupted my thoughts. I did not even know when she walked into the room. “When did you come in?” I asked. “Like five minutes ago. And I knocked for about ten minutes before I open by myself? How about that?” She was being sarcastic. I knew it. I sighed gently, running my hand through my hair. “I'm tired that's all.” “To the point where you didn't hear me knocking?” She
The doorbell rang over and over again. I did not want to answer it. Probably to pretend that I was not in the house. But it's been persistent for five minutes now. So I dragged myself out of my chair and walked out of the office. When I got to the door and saw who it was through the tablet on the wall, a sick smile made its way to my face and for once, I was thankful that Mag was not around the house. I opened the door and stayed back. It was not surprising that she was allowed to enter here at all. I made sure that once my security team downstairs saw she was the one, they sent her up. It started from the last time she was here and that seemed to be like ages ago. Stepping back did not do justice to what happened next. Immediately I opened the door and she walked in, my head swung to the side with my face blaring in pain. “You fucking bastard! How dare you?” Anger was evident in her tone. But I did not care. Not even a little. “I think we need to have a little talk about you rai
It was like cold water was doused on me. My head was heavier than it ought to be right now and I could not wrap it around the fact he just spewed. There was no way in hell he had an accident. If he did, the media would have taken it. They would have made a run out of the story. But I did not by any chance hear this anywhere. Nothing. That was why this all sounded strange in my ears. The worst part of this whole thing was him saying that he got a call from someone that they knew where I was. “Why did you go? That's the dumbest thing you could have done. You went without verifying. You don't even know if it was all a fake alert to lure you out and get you killed.” I was suddenly mad. At the fact that he had risked his life and his well being just in the name that he was looking for me. “Can't you hear a word of what I'm saying right now? I'd do anything to find you then, which I did. I did not even care about it. I did not later reach out to the person again because it was a burner
I was sitting in his arms in a comfortable silence a few minutes later. It felt like the silence was comfortable but it was nowhere near the turmoil going on within me. As much as I wanted to be in his arms, we needed to talk. Maybe I've been overreacting all of these while. Maybe it was all my fault. I can't get over the fact of what happened to him. It's exhilarating. “We need to talk.” I said simply and I felt him stiffen behind me. Here goes nothing and everything. “Yeah. We need to.” He affirmed and I nodded like I wanted his permission to actually go ahead to talk. “About Charlie, I think we can work around something. Probably get you to meet her and introduce you to her officially.” I said. It was easier said than I had anticipated or expected. I did not expect it to be that easy for me to say. Maybe I already knew that this day would come and that I'd have to talk about it sooner or later. And my mind knew that I could turn Charles away for so long. Hearing about the ac
I shut my eyes immediately when I opened them. They felt too heavy. I felt as though bricks were tied at the edge of my eyes and pulled them apart. This is really terrible. After a few minutes of battling within myself, I forced myself to open my eyes. The ceiling looked unfamiliar so a feeling of fear gripped me. What was I doing in this place? Before I could put two and two together, I heard Charles' voice. “Calm down. You're safe.” Immediately I heard his voice, my frayed nerves calmed instantly. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. It's a reflex reaction that just happened. I looked towards the direction of where the voice came from and I saw him sitting on a chair that was somewhere in the corner of the room. He had a book in his hands like he was reading it and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Don't ask me how I can see that too, I just saw it. But when did he start using glasses? The question found its way to my mind. “You like it? I started using it a few year
“I'll drop you off at home.” His voice jerked me out of the thoughts that was swirling in my head. Since our ordeal the other time, I've not had it in me to sleep at all. I could not close my eyes talk less sleep. “What?” “You have made it a habit of making me repeat what I say right?” He replied me. “Oh. Sorry. But I can get myself home by myself.” I said to him. I was already planning on doing so before he said it. I stood up from the bed ignoring his presence and made my way to the bathroom. Needing to wash my face and put myself in order before I left. I felt much more better than I was throughout the whole of yesterday. Only God knows what he gave to me. But whatever it is, I really appreciated it. It was like I as never sick. I sighed as I threw water on my face. After I was done with that, I threw my hair up in a messy bun. It was strange how I was not shy around the man to say the least. There should be this level of shyness where I should feel like he should not see my
Charles POV I knew what was going on in her mind and what she meant to do by doing this. I knew that she planned to hate me because of this later and probably pin it all on me. But even after knowing all of this, I still indulged her. I could not resist. She knew how much she affected me. The effect she had on me, no woman has ever held a candlelight even up to it, and she'd use that against me. I hated how much I loved the feel of her lips against mine and how warm it felt. It felt like being home after a long time. She felt like home. Bringing myself to the present, I pulled away from her gently. My eyes were still closed, but I could still feel her eyes on me. I forced them open to look at her. Desire hazed her eyes. She missed me too. She knew deep in her mind that we belonged together, and there was nothing that could stop whatever it was that was going on between us right now. I hate how much it hurts. “Don't do this, Gwen. Pl..please.” I hate how weak I become bec
Gwen's POV I sighed gently as I placed my head on the window sill beside my dress. Funny how I could not bring myself to sleep all these days. So instead of wasting the days away, I worked my ass off instead. I didn't give room for unnecessary thoughts even though they came along. Between different meetings and work calls, I made sure that there was still work in between. There is no avenue for unnecessary thoughts. Why? Because they were not worth it. Tam has been on my ass, telling me to rest and all, but how can I tell her the reason why I am working myself so hard was that I didn't want to be a scapegoat for my thoughts of my ex-fiancee and what I allowed him to do to me? Even the thought of it made my cheek burn. “Boss?” I jerked back to the present when I felt someone tap me. “Yes?” I sighed inwardly, not liking the fact that I went off again. “I'm sorry. Did you say something?” I asked. “No. I wanted to remind you that you are done and the dress needs to be taken to the s
GwenI should stop this. This is not okay at all. I should not indulge in it. I should make him pay for doing this to me. He had no right whatsoever to touch me this way or make me feel the things that he was making me feel. This was all wrong. I should not feel horny because my ex-fiancee was touching me all over, and I was allowing him to. I indulged him. This is not me. Not at all.The fact that I was the strong one that did not allow any man to touch me for all these years does not mean that I did not have any self-respect or that I didn't have needs. I was not attracted to other men mainly. But there were some other nights where my feelings got the best of me and I touched myself thinking of him. It has only been him for me. No other man. Still, it doesn't make any sense that I succumb like this. “Stop, this Charles. Let go of me.” I said with all of the strength I had and pushed his head away from my boobs. My hands were on either side of his head, and I was about to remove
GwenThe pressure in front of my head was building, and I knew I had to stop working, or I'd pass out, or something worse would happen. I looked around through the windows and no one was in their cubicle any longer. It was just me. I took the cup of coffee to sip again but then I discovered that there was nothing in it any longer. Well, shit. I was thinking of going to the employees’ common room that was on this floor to see if I could get something that would keep me for a while when my phone started ringing. Looking at it, it was Adeline. A tired smile made its way to my face. It's been a while since I spoke to her. God knows I'm a bad person. “Adeline.” I dragged out and I'm sure my tiredness showed with the way I said her name. I might as well have given myself up. “Tell me you're in your house right now.” She said sternly in her usual tone. I smiled. “I'm at home, not the house.” I taunted. I knew she'd understand the wordplay. “Can you stop pushing yourself so hard already
GwenRain splattered on the sidewalk, and everywhere looked a bit messy, but that did not stop people from going to work or getting what they had to do. Everywhere was so busy I blamed myself a little for wanting to go out to get myself coffee. I did it in an attempt to walk and stretch a little from work. But then, since I got to this place, I've had my foot stepped on, been bumped into and my purse thrown to the ground. Who knew the whole of this street would be this busy? But then, I loved my walks when I had the chance to have them which wasn't every time. I take them up when I have the chance. And now, I needed to clear my head about a few things. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I made sure I was on the safe side before I brought it out of my pocket to avoid any more issues this evening. The reason I am drinking coffee this time of the day is that I am staying overnight at work. “Hello.” I swiped the caller ID and spoke into the phone without checking the caller. “You bette
Gwen's POV “What?!” The whole room resonated with her shout. I almost jumped out of my chair in response to her reaction. It was not surprising though. She always reacted overly. “Are you saying what I think you're saying?” She asked in a hushed tone like someone would walk in and catch her. I shrugged in reply. “What do you think?” I said silently. I felt a little embarrassed and I'm sure my cheeks turned pink just confessing to her what I'd done. “I know you two have a past, and the man is fine as hell, but he's the enemy and you know it.” She sounded with so much conviction that I felt like a child who had been scolded by her mother. “I know. I know. I…I..don't even know how to explain myself right now. It just happened.” I said to her almost in a lamenting voice. “No matter what happens, he's still your enemy for now. Fine, you work together a little but you should know that he wants to take your child away from you. Well, I'm sure that is what will happen if he knows about
Gwen's POV I sighed gently as I placed my head on the window sill beside my dress. Funny how I could not bring myself to sleep all these days. So instead of wasting the days away, I worked my ass off instead. I didn't give room for unnecessary thoughts even though they came along. Between different meetings and work calls, I made sure that there was still work in between. There is no avenue for unnecessary thoughts. Why? Because they were not worth it. Tam has been on my ass, telling me to rest and all, but how can I tell her the reason why I am working myself so hard was that I didn't want to be a scapegoat for my thoughts of my ex-fiancee and what I allowed him to do to me? Even the thought of it made my cheek burn. “Boss?” I jerked back to the present when I felt someone tap me. “Yes?” I sighed inwardly, not liking the fact that I went off again. “I'm sorry. Did you say something?” I asked. “No. I wanted to remind you that you are done and the dress needs to be taken to the s
Charles POV I knew what was going on in her mind and what she meant to do by doing this. I knew that she planned to hate me because of this later and probably pin it all on me. But even after knowing all of this, I still indulged her. I could not resist. She knew how much she affected me. The effect she had on me, no woman has ever held a candlelight even up to it, and she'd use that against me. I hated how much I loved the feel of her lips against mine and how warm it felt. It felt like being home after a long time. She felt like home. Bringing myself to the present, I pulled away from her gently. My eyes were still closed, but I could still feel her eyes on me. I forced them open to look at her. Desire hazed her eyes. She missed me too. She knew deep in her mind that we belonged together, and there was nothing that could stop whatever it was that was going on between us right now. I hate how much it hurts. “Don't do this, Gwen. Pl..please.” I hate how weak I become bec
“I'll drop you off at home.” His voice jerked me out of the thoughts that was swirling in my head. Since our ordeal the other time, I've not had it in me to sleep at all. I could not close my eyes talk less sleep. “What?” “You have made it a habit of making me repeat what I say right?” He replied me. “Oh. Sorry. But I can get myself home by myself.” I said to him. I was already planning on doing so before he said it. I stood up from the bed ignoring his presence and made my way to the bathroom. Needing to wash my face and put myself in order before I left. I felt much more better than I was throughout the whole of yesterday. Only God knows what he gave to me. But whatever it is, I really appreciated it. It was like I as never sick. I sighed as I threw water on my face. After I was done with that, I threw my hair up in a messy bun. It was strange how I was not shy around the man to say the least. There should be this level of shyness where I should feel like he should not see my
I shut my eyes immediately when I opened them. They felt too heavy. I felt as though bricks were tied at the edge of my eyes and pulled them apart. This is really terrible. After a few minutes of battling within myself, I forced myself to open my eyes. The ceiling looked unfamiliar so a feeling of fear gripped me. What was I doing in this place? Before I could put two and two together, I heard Charles' voice. “Calm down. You're safe.” Immediately I heard his voice, my frayed nerves calmed instantly. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. It's a reflex reaction that just happened. I looked towards the direction of where the voice came from and I saw him sitting on a chair that was somewhere in the corner of the room. He had a book in his hands like he was reading it and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Don't ask me how I can see that too, I just saw it. But when did he start using glasses? The question found its way to my mind. “You like it? I started using it a few year
I was sitting in his arms in a comfortable silence a few minutes later. It felt like the silence was comfortable but it was nowhere near the turmoil going on within me. As much as I wanted to be in his arms, we needed to talk. Maybe I've been overreacting all of these while. Maybe it was all my fault. I can't get over the fact of what happened to him. It's exhilarating. “We need to talk.” I said simply and I felt him stiffen behind me. Here goes nothing and everything. “Yeah. We need to.” He affirmed and I nodded like I wanted his permission to actually go ahead to talk. “About Charlie, I think we can work around something. Probably get you to meet her and introduce you to her officially.” I said. It was easier said than I had anticipated or expected. I did not expect it to be that easy for me to say. Maybe I already knew that this day would come and that I'd have to talk about it sooner or later. And my mind knew that I could turn Charles away for so long. Hearing about the ac