All Chapters of Our Secret Identities: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cars were lined up; moving slowly as people were ushered out one by one. Those already entering the banquet hall, would stop occasionally to have their photo taken by the paparazzi. People from all walks of life; CEO’s; movie and television stars, models and parents of young children who need the new genetics wing of the hospital; each with their own escorts.Vince parks the car at the curb and promptly gets out to open her car door. Double checking her wedding ring was secure around her neck; Leona places the chain and ring under her dress before turning to step out.“Ms Simmons” one reporter shouts out as Leona steps one leg out of her limousine; her low healed black shoes with crystal rhinestones glistening in the light of camera flashes. Grabbing Vince’s hand to help her out of the car; she smiles, displaying a long sequinned red and black gown with a mid-thigh slit on her right leg.Posing with one leg crossed behind the other; she notices the top of a man’s head. His chocolate b

Walking through the park hand in hand; Drake and Leona, smile affectionately at one another. This was all for show; they knew the paparazzi were hiding themselves behind nearby trees and in the children’s play centre. Vince and Tiffany were strolling in front and Jason; Drake’s bodyguard and personal assistant of 5 years, was behind them.Simone had met the darker skinned man a few times. Emmett had introduced him as a close friend and didn’t question it. According to Emmett; he didn’t lie because Jason is a close friend as well as his assistant and bodyguard.Jason wasn’t sure of Vince’s abilities as a bodyguard because he was Tiffany’s boyfriend. That lead the two of them into a sparring match which ended in a stalemate.“Vince; you may have martial arts training behind you. You are yet to show your skills as a marksman” Jason states, as the quintet stops near a pond in the centre of the park.“Why don’t you both just flip out your cocks and measure while you’re at it” Tiffany remar

Simone and Emmett sat down with Vince the night before and told him she had confided in Emmett about what had happened. He had already figured. He had told Tiffany about the incident in college when they first started dating. She chose the tattoo that had covered the scar.Since Emmett was heading to work; Tiffany thought it would be a great idea for Vince and her to take Simone out for coffee; or hot chocolate in Simone’s case.“I’m fine. Instead of having only three people who knows who I am; I have seven” Simone states as her two friends drag her from the house. They had to tell Jason; he questioned how Leona got into the car and Simone had got out of the car.“We just can’t have you sitting around being the trophy wife” Tiffany injects as the trio get into the car and head to their favourite café.“And since you are the wife of Drake Spencer; you can pay” Vince chuckles looking at the two ladies in the rear-view mirror. Simone promptly pokes her tongue out at him.Parking the car;

Drake opens the door; his creased shirt unbuttoned and his tie hanging around his neck. “What do you want?” he spits towards Claire zipping up his trousers. Claire was rooted to the spot; her face giving away her desire to touch his bare chest.Coming to her senses, when Drake turned his back on her; “Your bitch of a fiancé was having me followed. They have said malicious things about m…” following him into the room and stopping dead at the sight of the brassiere hanging on the edge of the desk with files scatter on top.Drake didn’t say anything; his eyes were piercing through Claire’s body like daggers. Leaning to the side, he picks up Simone’s phone and hits the recorded conversation. “Tell me again who was saying malicious things about you?” Drake questions.‘Fuck. They already gave him my conversation’ Claire thinks to herself in a panic. ‘How am I going to explain this away?’ Coming up with an idea quickly, she plasters a smile on her face and takes a step forward. “It all a hoa

Emmett, Simone, Tiffany and Vince were talking about what they can do to set up a new modelling agency when a female doctor comes in with an orderly, to collect Simone. “What’s taking so long?” Emmett spits angrily.“I’m sorry; we had to wait for an ultrasound machine to become available. We aren’t able to x-ray your shoulder” the doctor says, helping Simone off the bed and into the wheelchair provided for her. “Mr Spencer; you and the other visitors can wait here.”The orderly pushes the wheelchair behind the doctor and into a small room with an ultrasound machine just up from the cubicle. “Why can’t you do an x-ray?” Simone asks, not understanding what was happening.“You’re pregnant. We are going to do two things. Firstly; we will check how far along you are, since you have a Merina and it was due to be changed. And secondly, we will see what damage is done to your shoulder before I put it back into place” the doctor informs her.“I’m pregnant?” Simone gasps in shock at the news. “