All Chapters of Chasing His Revengeful Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SekinaMy head felt like it was stuffed full of wool.“Wake the fuck up.” A distant voice snapped.I groaned, grappling with my nerves for the ability to open my eyelids. But they were glued shut. And a splitting headache was blooming behind them. The harsh sound of curtains opening filled the room, and a hot ray of sunshine landed on my bare breasts.Wait. My what—My eyelids flew open. A chiseled body loomed over mine. Defined chest, ladders of abs, and strong biceps. My gaze slowly traveled further up, to meet the dark glower on Sean Remington's face. It all came back to me like a broken reel. We had gotten drunk together. Had sex.I had lost my virginity to him, not in the way of my fantasies because now his eyes glowed like he was utterly disgusted by me.“Get the fuck up, Sekina.” He growled, then grabbed his hair in his fists. “Fuck! How did this fucking happen?! Her of all people?”Panic had finally caught up to me, and I sat up, dragging the sheets over my naked body. I didn'

Sekina “Are you sure you don't need a hand, Miss Sekina?” Lumere asked in concern.He stepped out behind me, from the Limo that had conveyed us to the funeral site. A private cemetery where only the most elite people in the city could visit.“No,” I mumbled, hiding my trembling hands in the black shawl wrapped around me. It matched the drab black dress I had on for the funeral, even if my mind was no longer here. I had bigger problems now.A problem rooted deep in my abdomen, slowly growing with each passing second.“Are you sure? You look sick.” He pressed.I snapped, trying and failing to hide my trembling voice. “I'm fine, Lumere. Please leave me alone.”I was not fine. I was pregnant. I didn't want to be left alone. I didn't know what to do. I still had one year of college left, but here was, standing in the shambles that was once my life. Tears leaked from my eyes into the shawl, and the mourners around me just assumed it was grief over the death of my parents and sister.Before

SEKANI:I closed the door leading to the female restroom before walking over to the other side lined up with wash-hand basins, thankful that the walls were soundproof.After the thunderous standing ovation I had experienced as my name was called up for the awards, all I wanted was some peace and quiet, away from the noise and music. Away from fickle people, only attending to either watch you reel to the fucking ground or familiarise with you once it seemed like you were making huge successes.My sequined purse clattered against the marble counter and I sifted through its insides in search of my phone. It had been an hour since I checked in on Mya and her babysitter.During my brief moment of rummaging through my purse, I stared at the mirror in front of me, taking a good look at myself.My hair fell below my shoulders in thick long tresses, telling tales of a mane that was well taken care of and I pushed the bodice of my dress, causing my cleavage to plump up for a moment before I sli

Sekani: It had been a week since Sean's visit to the establishment and all I had done for the rest of the week was think up a plan that would not only greatly benefit me, but bring him down. It was the weekend now and after spending two hours at the office, I drove back home to pick up Mya from soccer practice. Of course, she was a hyperactive five year old and one of her teachers has suggested that she channeled that energy into soccer. Watching her play along with other little girls had been the highlight of my day, taking my mind off work and the stress that came with it, including Sean's business proposal. Now, she was fast asleep on my thigh, her favorite cartoon program playing mute on the television. I had turned down the volume as soon as she slept off, craving the peace of mind that came with silence. I delved back into my thoughts, going over my meeting with Sean earlier this week. I was still very much impressed with myself at how I'd been able to keep a calm

Sekani: "Hello, am I speaking with Sean's assistant? Inform him that I would like to speak to him as soon as his meeting is over. He should do that with immediate effect." I ended the call immediately. I was done speaking, placing my phone back on my desk before I went back to typing away on my computer. I was composing an email to send to Mya's class teacher, informing her that I was going to be missing the Parents-Teachers meeting that was going to be coming up in a few weeks. Better to inform her now so she can make arrangements. I didn't like going to those things as it made me sit with other mothers who were only concerned about taking care of their homes, always complaining about how their husbands rarely helped at home and left everything for them to do, gossiping about who dressed like this and how much they were worth. Sitting amongst these women did nothing but reduce my brain cells by several thousands in a space of an hour and I didn't want to be seen associating