Ace
Five years ago,
There was going to be a wedding soon. I was excited to have Diya as my wife. I had invited her to the house so I can properly propose. This feeling in my heart was something I felt proud to feel. This love was genuine. She was marrying me willingly.
I wasn't entirely honest with her about me. I didn't want to ruin what we have and lose her. Without that girl, I couldn't afford to live. She was my kryptonite. She made me look forward to any day. My business was even going well. People understood I was the boss.
"Diya is on her way," Linda said with a smile. "Everything from my side is as you wanted."
"Thank you."
I walked out to the entrance so I can wait for the car. I didn't have to wait long. The car stopped, and she walked out and the moment she saw me she blushed looked down. I smirked and watched her walk to me.
"I missed you so much," I said, engulfing her
Diya Five years ago, "Ace!" I called. "I can't hear you anymore." I took a deep breath as I stood with the blindfold in my eyes. I do not know what he was up to but i was getting a little antsy. "Ace," "I'm here, Dee." I heard him whisper behind me and I jumped. "Take a deep breathe and take off the blindfold." He rubbed my shoulders, and I relaxed. I took the blindfold off as he stepped back. I looked around at the house. It was filled with snowdrop flowers. They were everywhere. Some petals were on the floor. My hand reached for my mouth and I was crying. Tears of joy. "No," I shook my hand, "What are you doing?" I looked at Ace, who was on one knee. "Well," he smiles, "I'm doing this the proper way." "Stop." I wiped my tears and smiled. "I already said yes." "I know you already say yes, but I want to ask you again." "Ace," I looked at him.
Ace I smirked as I walked slowly closer to Diya after the question she had asked. She was jealous and the look she was trying to hide showed me that much. She might have changed but, I got a glimpse of how I used to see her like I always do. “Don’t come any closer,” she said. “Why?” I asked, leaning forward to her face. “Why?” I looked into her big doe eyes, “Are you afraid of something?” “Are you going to choke me to death again?” she responded, pushing me away. “What else must I do? I apologized,” I spoke gulping my drink, “Do you want me to go back on my knees because I can?” I said looking at her. "I"m sorry for hurting you. I will never do that again." “I don’t need your apology, Ace,” she r
Diya I never thought I would feel this weak. I begged Ace on my knees, but he seemed to enjoy making me suffer. He seemed determined to break me further and harder, but I thought he would be kind. “Please, Ace. Stop. Don’t kill him,” I spoke as he looked down at me. As he sat in front of me, he chuckled. As he shook his head at me, he looked angry. He wanted to speak, but he looked at me and sneered silently. I had no energy to fight with him anymore. He was going to kill him, regardless of my pleas. Every bit of love and care I had for him was gone. I really hated him. He was evil, and he enjoyed other people’s misery. There was no end even to me. Someone he claimed to love. To think he swore to never make me cry. I wiped my tears as I sniffed silently on the floor.
Ace I hated I had lied to my wife from the beginning, but I was paying for it dearly. I was about to rectify everything. She forgot everything in Tanzania and be my wife, after all. It might have been forced, but I’m thrilled to be flying back home with her. The house hasn’t been home since the night she left. What I was doing seemed like the worst thing, but I needed to whip my wife in shape. She might look at me like I was the bad guy, but this needed to be done. She might not understand me now, but I needed her strength, not tears for what we were going to do. This was just the tip of the iceberg. She was getting the crash course on how mafia business works. There are times she will need to protect herself and fight. Her crying would solve nothing. I needed her to see me at my wo
Diya Five years ago, "Ru?" I looked at her, "I-I can't do this," I shook my head "Diya," she ran to me, "Take a deep breathe," she said, "come on sit. Talk to me." "I can't sit. Please get Ace. Call him in here. I can't do this. I can't," I cried. "Ace must be waiting for you. Diya, you need to calm down. It's just nerves." "It's not nerves. I need Ace. I have to explain. I need to leave. Right now, I want to leave. I looked at her. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I need to get out of this dress. Help me," I screamed. "Diya." "Someone take it off," I screeched. "Ladies, what is happening? Diya?" "Sister Josephine," Ruby sighed, "Diya said she can't>" "I need to tell Ace I can't do this. It's too soon. I have nothing to offer. Please, just get me out of this dress. I can't breathe," I sobbed. "But," Ruby tried to speak.
Ace Five years ago, We were supposed to be married, but Diya was having second thoughts. A part of me thought someone had just told her everything. She wanted to talk to me and she was taking the wedding dress off. She seemed to be in a state. I rushed to where she was and hoped that she wouldn't leave. I don't think I had the strength to stop her if she leaves. I didn't want to think of that yet. There must be a better reason. Hopefully, the reason wouldn't make me kill off whoever warned her about my business. The moment I walked in and saw her, I just knew. Everything about all this was directing to her knowing about me. About all I did and what I still do. I tried my best to seem calm and asked everyone to leave. I wanted to talk it out with just her. She apologized, and I was uncertain if she was trying to make sure things didn't get ugly. "Talk to me." I said, reaching for her hand. She
Diya “I’m fine,” I said, sitting up. “The doctor said I was fine. Is she still here?” I asked. “No,” Ace shook his head. “So you found her?” I looked down, playing with my thumbs. “She seems nice.” “She is nothing but nice,” he scoffed, and I gave him a look. I suddenly felt protective of her even after chasing her away like that. She was still my mother. “So her name is Cecelia,” I said. “Where was she all this time?” “I think it’s best if you have that conversation with her,” he said, looking away. “Ace,” I reached out and placed my hand on top of his. There was nothing more to the touch, but I needed him to be honest with me. What more was there t
Ace “Ace, I said sit down.” My grandfather ordered. “I think I would like to stand,” I responded, looking at my grandfather and still refusing to look at my wife. “I said sit down,” he snapped, looking at me. “Don’t make me have your man make you?” he warned as I groaned, sitting down with a sneer. He was still intimidating for his age, and I respected him too much to go against him. He taught me everything I know now. I unwillingly dropped next to Diya, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa ready to escape any moment. “You too dear. You need to sit,” he said, looking at Diya. “That position must be uncomfortable,” he looked at her. “Oh,” she responded as she pushed back, but she looked tense,
AceI had just parked the car in the driveway when I got a call from the hospital. Diya was being monitored more extensively than before. I don't understand what went wrong because when we left; she had been fine. The monitors were functioning normally. She didn't cause any distraught to nurse Brenda, and she was doing better than she normally is when we leave.The drive back was harder than I thought because I didn't want to go over the speed limit. Celeste had refused to stay, and we were all going back to the hospital. I did my best to get us back as fast as I could.I didn't wait for them when we were at the hospital because I needed to know exactly how things had changed when all was fine. We spent over two hours with no beeping. I was so proud of her. They both have been doing great. "Mr Torane, you can't go in there.""Why not?" the old nurse rushed and blocked my path"Calm down." "I am calm." I looked at her."Take a deep breath and have a seat. The doctor is with her.""I
Diya"What are you doing out of bed?" Ace sighed, handing the Ezra to my mom."I was beginning to think all of you abandoned me?""And you decided to get out of bed?" he asked.Ace carefully led me to the bed. I huffed and sat back on the same bed I have been couped up in for the past four months."I wanted to walk for a while.""How did you get out of bed?" Ace asked, shaking his head."I can show you how I did it,""No," he sighed, "Stop getting out of bed. Jesus," he whispered under his breath."No swearing in front of the kids," I glare at him before looking at Theo, "Wanna sit next to mommy Theo?" I asked."Daddy said I could hurt you," he looked down at his shoes."Hmm?" I glared at Ace."How are you, dear?" my mother walked closer."Fine," I grit out and looked at Theo, "It's okay, Theo. You can come give mommy a hug. I missed you."Theo looked up, beaming, and ran beside me. He looked up and his father for approval first before he climbed on the bed."Careful with you legs," A
AceI was sitting on a chair watching Diya hooked too many machines. I had left for a while to cool off and came to this development. Something bad kept happening, and I blamed myself. Doctor Bowman had advised me to make my choice soon because they needed to know what to do. I didn't want to make a choice. I wanted both so badly that it hurt. This shouldn't be happening to us. We were fine a few hours ago. "Ace," I looked up and saw my grandfather, "Let's go for a walk.""I want to be with my wife," "I understand, but staring at her like this won't help. Let's take a walk.""The last time I went for a walk, I came back to this," I pointed at my wife."You can't blame yourself for any of this and -""I don't want us talking about this in here." I rubbed my brow."Come then. We can sit outside and talk."I begrudgedly stood. I walked to give my wife a kiss and walked, following my grandfather out. He walked past the chairs. I didn't have the strength to argue, so I walked behind him
AceWhat was I thinking?That’s right, I was not thinking but reacting. Doctor Bowman had suggested that Diya could be pregnant, but we both know she could not be pregnant. She can't because of Elisa. That psycho bitch was still bringing hell to my family.Even now, as I stood and watched the doctor, I knew I should have agreed to forget about this with Diya. Things were great between us. We just welcomed our son. It hasn’t been a day yet, and we were doing an ultrasound for Diya.I ran my hand on my chin, and I watched my wife. I was afraid to look anywhere else. This was going to wreck my wife. I don’t know how I will pick up the pieces. All the words I told her were encouraging, but if I cannot keep my word, then my family would never recover.“Ace,” I heard Diya’s strained voice.I looked at her and grabbed her hand. Nothing was happening, no matter how much he moved. I was not this type of man anymore, but I would have killed this man for making us briefly believe in something we
DiyaAce’s suggestion to have a baby through surrogacy had been so random, and I had been against it because it was soon and Theo was not even five yet. We had struggled with Theo before and the vacation had helped the three of us. We had only got our bearings and bringing another baby seemed like a stretch. It looked impossible, but I was glad he convinced me I agreed.Watching Ace turn into this big teddy was worth this. His happiness made me see how much he wanted a huge family. I don’t mind or feel hurt that I can’t carry children because we have options. Options I would gladly be open to doing again soon. This house was still small for us four alone.I fished my phone from my pocket and took a photo. It was adorable seeing him and Theo together, watching the baby sleep. I couldn't get over such cuteness. We had been worried Theo would be jealous, but he was happier and always asking to hold his little brother Ezra.I was surprised too because we hadn’t discussed baby names. My gr
AceI was watching Theo ride his bicycle. He has been growing up so fast. Every day, he seemed to grow an inch. I had missed two years with him and I don't think I was ready to see him grow older yet. I wish I could freeze time and get as much of him like this as I can.“Are you looking, daddy?” he shouted, looking back. "Look! See!"“Watch where you are going. You will crash.” “Are you looking?” he asked again.“Theo, watch out,” I sighed when he almost hit a guard, but he stopped his bike. “Move! Move! Move!” he shouted.“Theo?” I called, “What do you say?”“Please,” he pouted.“That’s my boy.”I smiled and watched him move his bike around again. My phone rang in my pocket before I could answer. Theo shouted again. “Daddy, you are not watching.” "We are on our way,” I responded on the phone quickly and hung up.I smiled and looked back at Theo, but he was not on his bike and he was walking to me with a frown on his face. I smirked and raised my brow. This boy was me in every sen
Diya One year later, I paused and stared at the long table set before me that was filled with laughter. I smiled and looked around, my heart relieved. The past couple of months, if not years, since the night I saw Ace kill were rough. Ace slid his hand under the table to lace mine before he leaned in closer to my ear. “You okay?” he asked as he kissed my cheek. “I’m okay,” I smiled at him as I looked around the table before looking at him, my eyes shining, “How can I not be happy?” “Mommy,” Theo screamed and my head snapped to him, but I wasn’t frightened because we were safe. We had been safe for a while now. “Faster, run faster Theo. Make the old man sweat.” Ace shouted beside me and I shook my head. Theo was running as Arnold chased him around the table, making everyone around the table laugh harder. My grandparents who I had finally met were sitting at the table laughing at something my mother had said. “Sorry guys we are late,” Ruby walked in with Filip in tow. “Slow down
Ace I opened my eyes and looked at the blinding light. I closed my eyes trying to speak, my throat dry, like someone had forcefully shoved a sandpaper through. As the sound pierced my ears, I tried to speak, but my heart rate spiked and I couldn't. The next thing I saw were people towering over me. It took me a few seconds to remember everything that had happened. Elisa. The shoot out. Matt, the fight. Diya. I tried to shove the people off me and get up. I needed to see her. Someone held my shoulders, and I felt a push back. Two people came on both sides to hold me down, as I was still fighting them. I have no idea how long I was like this, but I need all the tubes and wires off me. I was fighting a losing battle. I could feel whatever drug they had injected in my veins, and I relaxed. The pain I had felt earlier was fading slowly. The machines quieted down as I unintentionally closed my eyes. ***** The next time I opened my eyes, I was reclined, not laying flat on my back anymor
Ruby The metal benches at the hospital are colder than the howling wind outside. I got up and paced as I bit my nails. I was trying to think of everything and how it all went wrong. The doctors had said nothing. Things were looking bad. I tried to think of something else. Filip seemed aloof toward me. He looked at me as if it was my fault. I wiped the tears away. It was my fault. I was the only one who was still walking. Most people I knew were dead, hurt, or fighting for their lives. The emergency room swarmed with people in a short period. My breath hitched as I clung to the wall, trembling like a leaf. My legs felt weak before I saw Celeste walk in with the armed men. “Ruby,” she ran to me. “What is happening?” I whispered in my weak voice. "Are we still in danger?" “Where are my grandsons?” I was blinking and looking around as Celeste held me and helped me to have a seat. I looked at the men as the flashes of my first encounter with Elisa rushed through my head. All the p