All Chapters of Meant To Be HIS : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Coming home was always a breath of fresh air. The stench of those hospitals - disinfectants, drugs and all - nauseated her so bad, she could not imagine having to stay a minute longer.Shuffling through nursing a newborn and taking care of hyperactive 4 year olds was not an easy job but she was happy right? She had to be. Many people wanted her life. Being married to a sexy, devilishly handsome billionaire who spoiled her silly and gave her all the love she deserved, beautiful children to show for it, a loving family, what else could she possibly ask for?Her unusual union had yielded beautiful fruits in spite of a rough start. Nearly seven years in and she couldn't be happier. But now, there was this sudden heaviness that came with her breaths as she laboured tirelessly to be a good mother, to be present for children, to be a wife who didn't let the spark of her marriage die even when she couldn't find a spark on the inside.Sitting alone on one of those glum postpartum days when sh

"Hey mama!" Tracy squealed just before she tickled Ava's belly with the tip of her nose. My little girl giggled so loud I concluded she had favorites. She never did that with me. "Hey Ari." She hugged me from the side. "How are you?" "I'm good. How are you?" "Great," "You look great." I stated the obvious. The glow on her was radiant, her and Aiden had never been happier with their three beautiful babies. How lucky... "Thank you. Have you been sleeping? Your eyes kinda look puffy." "Ava wouldn't let me sleep if I tried." I sighed exhaustedly, handling a new set of clothes that I had to sort for laundry day. "She's twelve weeks old, she should be over that phase by now." "Well no, she's not and I have to bear the brunt of waking up to a beeping baby monitor." "Damien?" "He works. I can't disturb him after a long day at work especially because I do nothing all day as a full time mom." I ended up saying that a little more aggressively than I intended. "Okay." She exhaled loudly

"Can't believe they were happy to see us leave." I sulked as we drove out of the estate's premises. "I'm sure they're just happy you're getting a break from working all day." Damien tried to reassure me but I was not having it. My kids didn't even act like they were going to miss me. "But," "Baby, let's just enjoy our time together, alright?" He said, cutting off my rant session before it even began. "Fine." I grudgingly agreed, enjoying the silence of the ride afterwards. We found ourselves on a resort quite a distance from the busy city. It was so serene, I felt this sudden peace envelope me as soon as he drove into the premises and had the car parked by the valet. "Welcome to Serenity." "Just the perfect name," I sighed out a with smile at the concierge. "Indeed." She nodded and returned my smile with a professional one. "Reservation?" The receptionist asked as we stopped at the marble counter. Damien nodded and answered in his usual authoritative baritone, "Yes, Kingston.

"I have been looking all over for you! Why haven't you been taking your calls?! I almost filed a missing report to the police." "I needed to clear my head." She said. Okay now I was furious. Did she not see that I was worried, frantic even! "And you didn't care to tell me about it before running off with my daughter? What is wrong with you Irma?!" She flinched and ended up stuttering."I-" "Don't even think about crying." I warned her with a firm wag of my index finger. "What has gotten into you? Why are you stressing me out?" I was genuinely asking. Why did she keep making it hard to be there for her? "That's enough Damien. At least she's here now and they're both safe." Mom intervened. "We need to find a solution to this," I said to no one in particular before storming off. ~~~ "I don't like it when you and mommy fight." Damon had me pause in my movements while getting them ready for bed. "Who says we're fighting?" I denied with a question. "She was crying and you were yell

"We're getting a nanny." I said to her that morning as I got ready to leave for the office. "What?" Her head snapped up. "You heard me." "Damien, we don't need a nanny. We had this talk before." "With how you're always at your new found hobby, you can't take care of my kids." I said. It was a known fact that she spent half the day for the most part of the week attending one church activity or the other. "First of all, it's not a hobby. Don't disrespect my faith." She said sternly. I was unmoved by it. "You know what? I don't care what it is. What I know is that there's going to be a nanny in this house and my mom as well as ma Rosa are going to be handling the interviews." I stated.She got on her feet just then. "Mom and ma Rosa? I'm their mother, I have to have a say on this." "How much have you been there in the last few weeks?" I questioned her. "You're going to discredit several months and even years of being a great mother just because of a few weeks? Damien??" Her voice