Monday came faster than I had anticipated. As much as I like to call in that I'll not be available, I knew it would not be wise. Knowing the kind of man that Charles was, he'd want to know the reason I did not show up at work. Probably, locate my house if he wanted to. And that was not what I wanted. I didn't want him to be closer to my personal life than he already was. And I already came to the conclusion that what happened on Friday was solely my fault. Not the fact that I have been celibate for over six years. It was solely on me. I was at fault and I did all of it. If only I had put myself apart and stood my ground against him. What happened wouldn't have. It was not like I had the power to do so then. I was all fidgety right now, because I knew that in a few minutes he'll be here. During the weekend, I had made it a must to spend more time with Charlie to get my mind off what had happened. Not that it was actually easy. Any move I made still made me remember. Was it possibl
AUTHOR'S POVShe stared into space like there was actually something there to look at. When in reality of it, there was nothing. She's been blanking out more since the day she saw Charles bring her into the house. She did not think she would ever see Gwen again. There was no way she'd be able to live with herself without telling Charles what happened. She'd planned it all these years but she could not come up with anything to do since she was scared. She should have done it immediately what happened in the house then. Since she saw it happen. From the argument, to the pushing, and the fakeness the Madame had used to cover it all up. She made sure no one in the house said a word about it to Charles then. She fired most people that she felt like she could not trust and kept a few of us. She left the house on her own and decided to work for Charles when he fully moved out too. The days when Charles came home distraught and drunk, her tension heightened. Always scared and felt like sh
Things kind of went to normal the way they used to be before. Or so it seemed. I fell into my routine and Charles came when he has too to check out what was going on. It was all going to be over very soon. Since I made sure to speed up his work. As much as I liked looking at him, I did not want him around me at all. The earlier days after what happens between us, he came around more often. Wearing the hickey on his neck like a proud lover. It was like he did it intentionally to irk me. Make me feel uncomfortable. If that was what he wanted to do, he actually did it. The ladies around got to notice him and they were all drooling over him on how he was bold enough to show the sign of ownership on his neck and how they will kill for their man to do same. It was all so annoying and disgusting to have other women talk about him in that manner. Not like I was affected or anything. I'm sure that Tam noticed the way I was behaving but decided not to say anything about it. I get where she
I've been on the edge for a while now. Well, to be precise, since that day. I could not get her out of my head no matter what I did. I was scared that I would relapse back into how I used to be before I met her again. Grumpy and drinking. About the drinking, I've been drinking a lot since that day that I brought her into my home. I could not get her scent out of my whole house. She was literally everywhere. It was like she never left. A d that had me going batshit crazy. Whatever she had done, she really had to undo it. Cause at this point, I think I'll totally go crazy. All the times I have met up with her after work, it was literally just because I had to. And I really wanted to see her face. You could say I had a thing for pain and stressing out myself. Cause what was the whole point of seeing her if it was just to torture myself? But I just could not stop myself. I've noticed some things about her during our work sessions. She would never look at me directly whenever she was
I saw red immediately my eyes landed on her. She was not alone. There was a woman and a man that was walking alongside her. She looked like she did not belong here at all. With the way she was looking around and all that but that was not what was making my blood boil. It was the fact that the man was too close to her. It was annoying me to no end. And if not for the hand that Kayden had on me, I would go over to where she was and make him pay for actually touching her. She did not like it obviously but she kept her face straight. The woman she was with said something to her and left. Which made her alone with the man. "What do you think she is doing here?" He asked me and I shrugged. I have no idea what she was doing here and to be honest I really don't care. What was making me mad right now was the fact that the man had his hand on her waist. He led her to one side and offered her a seat. "She still looked like she did before. Nothing changed." He said and I grimaced like I knew
This feeling I was having right now was like how I felt when I discovered that Charles left and I could not figure out what to do. It felt like those times that I scraped for air to breathe. Times when I could not bring myself to actually think I was alive. When all the promises he made to me were bleak and I could not get my head put of the bubble that I had made for myself. I felt like I was going crazy right now. I think I am actually going crazy. I don't know what was going on now. All I know is that I was in a moving car. Where everything was moving all at once. Or maybe it was just my thoughts. Things were scaling higher than they actually were. It was not possible for cars to float in their own right? Or poles to move without any external force? Right. Now I was sure I was batshit crazy. His voice was resounding in my ears. What he said. It was unreal and surreal. I can't even place my hand on it. It was like a fragment of my imagination. Okay. The plan was to eat with A
I had not exactly thought he was going to take the news lightly, knowing him. I would not exactly know him. He only turned out to be like this when we were not together. The Charles I knew before was a sweet person that you'll love to be with every single time. But not this one. As I had expected, he did not take it lightly and he had been blowing up my phone ever since. I knew what I did had consequences and I was ready to face it. If only it meant that it gets him my trail. The weekend was not the best for me. I could not get enough sleep and rest. The only relief I got was the fact that I stayed at Adeline's place throughout the weekend, so I had plenty of time to play with Charlie. What he said that day had been on my mind throughout. Both guilt and anger have been my companions ever since that day. Guilt because I did not tell him he had a daughter now that I had the chance. Anger because he did not even have the right to claim her as his daughter. He left her alone. I hate t
The whole room fell dead silent. Not a sound from either of us after his voice rang out. If a pin was dropped by mistake, the sound would resonate throughout the whole room. His presence was so intimidating that even the biggest man would be scared at the stance he took. I did not expect him to show up this soon after I had sent the email over an hour ago. I could not hide the fact that he scared me. I can't even look at his face. "I asked you a question, Gwen. Why did you screen my calls?" He asked again and this time with more intensity than from earlier. I was about to muster up courage to reply to him when Tam spoke up. "And why do you think she's expected to pick your calls, Mr Emmett?" She said in a confrontational tone and she was in front of me this time as if to shield me. I really hope she does not say anything concerning the conversation we were having before he came in. "It will be in your best interest not to get in between us right now, Miss Brooks. This is…." "I
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