All Chapters of Love And Tales: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Elena's POVI wake up squinting to get my pupils accustomed to the light rays.“Another day to smile at the camera,” I whispered as I stood up, slipping my leg into my sneakers.Just as I was about to make a move, I felt a pain course through the vein that surrounded my groin.“Shit!” I cursed under my breath, just as I looked at my reflection which was on the mirror, my jaw dropped and my eyes widened at the sight I beheld; I was stark Naked.I grabbed the blanket, wrapping it around my waist.Different questions swirled in my head, searching for possible answers but found none.How did I get here? The last thing I remembered, I was at a club with Raymond, what happened next? I could remember taking the hot liquid that was served at the club.I held my head as it pounded. My body ached and was so weak I had to grab a seat before I passed out. Another thought came crawling into my busy mind; How did I end up naked? “Raymond!” I muttered, anger etched on the

Elena's POV“What’s wrong with him?” I muttered, descending the stairs in search of a cup of water.He was acting so weird, my thoughts wandered as I gulped down the water which sent a cold sensation down my spine.Without further hesitation, I climbed the stairs and traced my steps back to my bedroom, trying to relax my raging mind.Slowly, I got myself tangled in the warm embrace of sleep, my eyelids so heavy I couldn't fight back, making me drift into the world of unconsciousness.Just then, the doors creaked open revealing Raymond's face as he obstructed the light rays.My eyes fluttered open as I stared at him. He stood at the corner for a brief moment, his mind lost in the labyrinth of different thoughts; so I guessed.He shrugged his shoulders as he walked in, his fingers running across the walls and the lights flickered on.I closed my eyes immediately, feigning the position of a sleeping damsel.“Damn it,” he cursed under his breath, clearly seethed in

Raymond's POVDespite masking my uneasiness with a smile, I was still troubled.The doctor's report threw me off balance. How could I be the father of the baby? Was there a mistake in the report?“Fuckimg hospital,” I hissed, cursing under my breath.“Daddy, I love Timon,” Hope yelled, his fingers pointing at the television a wild smile running across his lips.I felt a twinge of anger in me. For fuck sake, why can't he stop calling me daddy for now, till I figure out how I was his father.“Daddy!” his voice pierced the air again as he gripped my shirt, shaking me and trying to jolt me out of my thoughts. I forced a smirk on my lips,“He sure looks adorable,” I replied, trying to sound casual“Do you like him, Daddy?” he asked, his eyes fixed on mine.I exhaled, trying to keep my temper in check.“Can you quit bothering me?” I coughed out, unable to contain my anger, my voice harsher than I had intended.He looked at me, his face frowning as if he was to cry.“Da

Raymond's POV“What do you want, Violet? ” I asked, my eyes piercing into hers.A weird smile tugged beside her lips, her eyes a reflection of her dark cold soul.“You don't have a problem speaking with an old friend, do you?” She asked, her words as cold as ice.“I won't repeat myself, what the fuck do you want? Why did you call me out here?” I asked, my voice laced with anger.She exhaled, her eyes fixed on the floor for a while before it rested on my shoulders.“You're confused, Raymond,” she complimented. “I never called you here. I was having an ice cream at the corner,” her middle finger pointed at an empty table.“You didn't?” I asked, confusion etched in my expression.“Nope. I dragged my feet here to say hello to you,” a wild grin on her chin.“Cut the crap, violet. What the fuck do you want from me?” I asked, a grim look on my face. “That isn't a way to talk to an old friend,” she snapped, cursing under her breath.“I’ll prefer speaking to you behind bars,”

Elena's POVMy eyes fluttered open,my head comfortably lying on Raymond's broad chest.I could hear his heartbeat, a symphony of the soul.He kissed my forehead, as his fingers raced towards my hips.“Morning, sunshine,” his baritone voice roared. Immediately, a smile curled up my lips as I lifted my head to meet his chiseled face. He returned the smile, raising his brow in an iconic manner.“I love you, Elena,” he whispered, leaning forward for a kiss.“I…” I was halted before I began my words by the shrill beeping of the alarm.My eyes raced to the clock,“Shit,” I muttered as I sprang up from the bed.“What’s wrong, Elena?” Raymond asked, sitting upright and adjusting his position.“I have an appointment with Mr Brooks,” I whispered, rushing into the bathroom and shutting the door.The warm liquids cascaded down my body, a temporary warm relief washing over me.After a brief moment, I turned off the shower, the towel gluing onto my chest like a second ski