All Chapters of MARRIED TO ALEXANDER PIERCE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MelissaI stood in front of the class, taking them on the concept of art. It was a beautiful and lovely day, my spirit was uplifted. Like something great was going to happen.“So I believe that we've once talked about the concept of art,” I began, walking around the classroom. “So I'm going to talk about one very important part that every artist must have. Can anyone guess which aspect that is?”“Contextual?” A voice came from the back of the class.“By contextual what do you mean?”“Like it can be influenced by historical, cultural or even personal context.”A new grin appeared on my face, proud of my students. “That's a very good point Jaden but not exactly where I was going. Any other person to try?”“Aesthetics?” another student, Charlotte said.“Come on Charlotte, every art is beautiful in the eyes of its beholder. No matter if the world claims it's ugly. Every art created is beautiful, do not forget that.”No one offered to try again, so I decided to continue my teaching.“You k

AlexanderSince I couldn't trust my memories, I decided to accept whatever was told to me. And the fact that Mimi and Carl did not deny, I believed it to be true. Immediately the door opened and a long dark haired lady with blue eyes walked in, my heart raced faster. She was looking confused and heartbroken at the same time.Was she one of my admirers before now? She is so devastated seeing the current position my wife and I are in.I tried to think about it but nothing reasonable came through. Before I could blink twice, Mimi was dragging her in, they stayed a while and I took that as a cue to really talk to Bree.“Are you really sure she's just a family friend? She looks like she was expecting more than what she met.”“Well my dear husband,” Bree's hand smooched my chest through my cloth. “Who are you going to believe? Me or her?”I forced a smile out of my mouth, stroking her cheeks. “You, my dear.”“Good,” she said and rested herself on my body.My thoughts were rummaging with on

Bree“Arggggh,” I hit the steering wheel multiple times, throwing my phone to whatever direction it wished to land. My palms went over my sweaty face—a beautiful sign of frustration. Alexander made sure of that. He was really proving to be a spawn of the devil even with no memory of his.Now, now Bree, I think we agreed on letting Alexander go. He's not ours, he can never be. No matter how many things we do. We'd find a good man who would love us without a reason.My right conscience was busy preaching to me and I was succumbing to it. My tear glands were starting to work. I blinked twice as hard, trying to stop them from falling.I threw my head to the head rest, not long after; that one voice pushing me to do the unthinkable came on.Bree, listen to me, she's trying to make you give up. Real women in love don't do that, men love women who wouldn't give up on them. Trust me, it's only a matter before Alexander looks at you the way you want. Just don't give up love, don't give up. Alex

MelissaAlexander stood up, adjusting the edges of his t-shirt, ready to go home. “Miss Dawson, thank you so much for having me. It was really a fun day for me and before I forget, you have very beautiful kids.”“Thank you so much for stopping by, it meant a lot to me; to us,” I pointed to the trio behind me smiling.We all saw him to the door, it was getting dark and I was worried he'd have to drive home all alone. The kids said their goodbyes and good night's and I was left alone with him. As he stood beside the car, how badly did I want to kiss those beautiful lips of his and just wrap myself into his fine heavenly built body.“Miss Dawson, miss Dawson, are you fine? Is something the problem?” He shook my hand gently and I was revived from my reverie.“Sorry, were you saying something?” I questioned absentmindedly.“Yeah, I was,” his lips went sideways, showing just a little part of his white teeth. “I was asking if you would be free to do something like this again, this time withou

BreeImmediately I stepped into Francis' house, my phone gave away another notification tone. I flung my phone angrily to God knows where, I was becoming tired. My fear was making me enraged, angry that I let whoever was doing that to me.“Not now Bree, getting angry or frustrated isn't going to solve any of this.”I slumped into the couch behind me. His phone gave away a notification tone. Our eyes merged into one, both of it showing unspeakable fear.“Since your girlfriend has decided to be erratic, I'm going to send the same message to you. To make sure it is delivered. I have a task for you two, and I don't think you have a choice or else your so-called secrets won't be safe anymore. All you have to do is kidnap Melissa Dawson and her kids. I'd send the location you need to drop them and update you afterwards,” Francis read out, making eye contact with me once again.“That's impossible, we can't do that,” I flared up, stomping my foot on the ground. “She doesn't even want to see m