All Chapters of CAN YOU SEE ME: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

11th of March, 2026 Marco held his breath as his head reeled from the throbbing pain he felt. He lay still waiting for the dreadful moment to pass slowly. Soon it subdued and he could only feel the ache in his head faintly, bringing his right hand up he placed it over his forehead to feel his temperature and felt something wetting it. Confused and bothered, he brought his palm close to his face to take a better look and suddenly he gasped. Blood!. That was what it looked like. As scared as a lost little kitten, he sat up in fear his eyes landing on blood sitting on his shirt, his Blue striped shirt. He pulled it up to check if he had a wound just below it but found nothing. His eyes couldn't escape the blood that was sitting just below his Brown pant, his Black leather shoe on them. At the sight of more blood, he scurried up to search his body thoroughly for where it came from. Strangely he felt no pain nor was he wounded and this troubled him. His eyes trailed after the pool of

PRESENT DAY.“ He isn’t here Ma,” Yul informed as fear gripped him. He had always dreaded getting on her nerves or being in her black book so he always did his best to be on good behavior but this time it was inevitable.“ What do you mean by that?.” Mrs. Ivy Alvinda yelled angrily and slapped the file in her hand on the table. She would have understood him coming late to work but missing a meeting as important as this was the limit of it all.“ I am sorry Ma but he hasn't been to work for some days now.” Yul informed, his head bowed. He was Marco’s personal secretary and he could remember telling him what his week schedule looked like five days ago. He had missed two meetings but being his secretary, he was able to cover up for him and seal the ‘not so important’ deals quietly under his name. However he doubted if he could do that for long as his boss hasn’t been picking his calls or responding to his texts.“ That little brat!.” She swore between clenched teeth and squeezed her palm

OLIVIA’S POV. “ Clinton!.” I screamed out loud as I watched his cock buried inside her, her legs spread out in a arc over his back. Her moan ceased immediately. He ignored my presence and continue to move his waist in rhythm, banging her loud enough for me to hear. “ Moan for me baby.” Clinton said and spanked her on the ass. “ Clinton Bazzi!.” I yelled. “ Why are you disturbing me, woman?.” He roared and got off her. I watched as the other woman pulled the duvet over her body to cover her nakedness. “ You!.” I said weakly as the tears rolled down my cheeks. “ You! How dare you?.” I added, sniffing back the catarrh running down my nose. Clinton chuckled softly. “ I can do anything I want. It’s my life, my house and my money.” He replied. I scoffed, unable to believe that the man I had married and loved for years had changed so drastically. “ We are married, Clinton. This isn’t the first time you are doing this and in no way will I overlook this.” I said, her heart aching as