The huge metallic gates automatically opened revealing a grand mansion. The oppressive gloom that had weighed her heart down suddenly lifted and dissipated.
Roman ushered her into the sprawling vicinity with its lush well-tended lawn. Clusters of bushes dotted the compound, while beyond the house was a stone perimeter wall with a blaze of climbers in red, purple and cream.
When she got to the front door, she could hardly believe her eyes. Roman reached for the front door opening the door revealing a spacious hallway that led to a large living room lavishly furnished with unique furniture. The floor length brown curtains were drawn as the sun's rays lit up the whole house.
She tried to contain her excitement but she continued to look about with fascinated eyes. A middle aged woman introduced herself as Marga, and showed her around while Roman left.
Marga showed her the rooms specifically Roman's room which was also hers. This was her chance, she borrowed Marga her phone but once again Roman had outwitted her.
"Lo siento, madame but sir completely forbade me from giving you access to any phone in the house," Marga told her.
"Help me out, here. I have a son. Aren't you a mother? Don't you feel my pain?"
"Ooh don't worry ma'am. Sir already assured us that your son will be living with us." She smiled.
Mikaella rolled her eyes, it was obvious that all the servants were loyal to him. She went into her room and locked herself in. She paced around, her mind in turmoil, she shook her head unbelievably taking off the heels that had made her feet ache for long.
She looked around, she reached for the closet. Roman's clothes had been neatly folded the drawers were full of his ties, his undies and the shoe rack was completely full with his loafers and black shoes. Her head tilted towards the brightly colored blouses, the million dollar dresses and the various pairs of stilettos. Those were all women's wear. His girlfriend perhaps, she reasoned.
She spread her legs on the king sized bed feeling it's soft sheets...she dozed off.
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"Shhh, she's asleep. Don't wake her"
She heard distant familiar voices before someone forcefully tumbled on top of her.
"Mommy are you asleep?" Seth asked, taking her cheeks in his little hands.
She opened her eyes slightly before putting on a smile. Seth wriggled his hair as drops of water fell on Mikaella's cheeks.
"Seth.. why are you wet?" She asked now sitting up. Seth was now in his beach shorts as he shivered terribly.
"Mommy you should have seen the pool. It's so biiiig..daddy taught me how to swim...then..then.. Aunt Marga fell in the pool..it was so funny," he exclaimed jumping up and down the bed.
"Oh nooo! Did you save her?"
"Of course not mommy. Daddy rushed over to her like Superman and saved her" Seth then jumped off the bed running to his dad who stood at the door watching Mikaella.
"Mommy can we stay?" Seth asked her.
She stared blankly at her son and Roman. Sudden thoughts charged her mind. Seth wanted to stay with his dad..
"Okay buddy. Why don't you tell Aunt Marga to prepare you an ice cream sundae," Roman said.
Once Seth left, Roman closed the door. Mikaella still sat on the bed as she watched Roman who was also in his beach shorts and shirtless. She examined the inscribed tattoo on his bosom written 'Anna'. His abdominal V lines were dominant on his torso. His brown hair now lay smoothly on his head as drops of water dripped from it. He moved across the room picking up Mikaella's heels from the floor.
"I see you've already made yourself comfortable in our bed," he said now arranging her heels at the farthest corner of the room.
"I need my phone,"was all she said before Roman crawled on the bed.
She backed away from Roman her back now pressed against the edge of the bed. He approached her stealthily on the bed like a cheetah ready to prey on a helpless antelope.
"That old thing? Trust me I'll buy you a better one"
"Let's talk like the civilised adults we are. You want to spend time with Seth, I get it but that doesn't mean you own our lives. I have work, I have a life, Seth has school..he has friends, I have friends who are probably worried about me"
Her sound dimmed down hoping that she could knock some sense in his thick skull. This whole ordeal was insane, one minute she was a single happy mother and the next she had just signed a marriage certificate in front of a lawyer as her witness.
"Believe you me sweetheart I never wanted any of this. Being married was the last thing I ever thought I would do, more so being married to a woman like you! But lucky for you, I believe in second chances, I believe in marriage and the power of family. For our sweet little boy let's keep the charade going."
"Ooh and about your phone, once you start taking up your duties as my wife i'll buy you a new one. I wouldn't want you calling that Phil guy" she stiffened with surprise as Roman replied in a cheerful ingratiating tone.
"What do you mean taking up my duties as your wife?"Mikaella asked petrified by his words.
"You know the usual directing the staff around the house and more importantly,"he said pleasantly and added coldly," tending to my manly needs."
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**Eight years later***"Dad! You came!" Kylie squealed jumping into Marcus' arms."I wouldn't miss it for the world princess",he spoke, parting from the embrace and giving her the purple wrapped gift."What about Pop-pop and Meemaw?" She asked looking behind him to see whether they were behind him."Unfortunately your grandfather had to bail at the last minute, something came up. Meemaw was right behind me, she's probably taking something from the car. Anyway, happy sweet sixteen, princess. Or should I say hashtag sixteen, hashtag sweet sixteen? Hashtag adobs""Eew, stop! Just stop! Happy birthday will do",Kylie chuckled.Mikaella and Roman were by the chocolate brunch flirting as always and at the same time wondering when Seth would get to the party. Kylie and Seth were bonded so much that they had an insane love for chocolate and so much that when Seth went to college, Kylie wanted to go to college with him too. The people murmured against themselves asking when the cake would be cu
Mikaella"You don't have to do this",another voice soared in the room and a pissed James turned to stare at the man standing by the door.Marcus stood cautiously by the door and Mikaella felt relieved that he was there."Daddy!" Kylie screamed wriggling in James' arms."One more step and the kid gets it. Don't tempt me!"James shouted placing the nozzle of the gun on top of Kylie's head."Look, man. She's just a kid. Leave her and her mother and take me instead. I can get you cash, ten million, twenty-any amount you want",Marcus reasoned taking another step into the house."Not another step!"James shouted pressing the gun on Kylie's head harder and Mikaella cried praying that her kid wouldn't get hurt."Money? You think I want money from you? You should have let her die maybe then my family wouldn't be dragged into this mess. You are so clueless, aren't you? I'm not here for money and I don't want to do this but Leonardo has my family! It's a good thing you came, you are supposed to di
MikaellaHer week had taken quite the somersault, she couldn't imagine that just a while ago she was in New Zealand worrying about what to cook for supper and the foundation's well being. Now she was worried about more trivial things, if Marcus had gotten released today as Roman had promised, if it was right to even go back to Roman and how Kylie would take the whole situation.She had been cooped in the condo for hours now, the logical thing at the moment was to start packing. To start preparing for a new life as Mikaella Sandoval Cervantes.Kylie was in her bedroom sleeping after an exhausting morning of playing horsie as she called it with Knuckles. Pouring the last of the coffee in her mug, she grabbed the mug heading to her bedroom to occupy herself with packing clothes she didn't really like into suitcases she hadn't even bought."I don't even like yellow",she sighed looking at the bright yellow dress on her bed.The other dresses next to her bed were even brighter than that on
MikaellaᕙShe had worn Elizabeth's clothes inorder to fool the guards standing outside her door. The plan worked and right now she was on her way to Men's Central Jail.Within no time, she was standing outside the place where Marcus was being kept wondering if it was a good idea to even step foot in there. Was she even ready to face him? It was too late now, to back down."Name?"The sheriff asked and she answered Marcus Pierce. I'm here to see Marcus Pierce.It was a good thing he didn't ask who she was because she had no clue how to answer the question. She was his wife or atleast she thought she was his wife.The sheriff got out a bunch of keys opening the metallic door for her. The door creaked open and there was a certain silence that creeped her out. She followed the Sheriff walking behind him meekly. There were all kinds of people in there, one of the guys in there had a tooth, another was missing an eye, another had a scar on his face that looked like either he was burnt by h
RomanHe must have been way in his head if he thought that just because he found her, they would be one happy family.'Give her time' Most people told him that, but how much time had he lost not being with her?They couldn't understand him, understand how he was feeling after seeing her after so long. He was driving to Lisa's house, she atleast needed to hear everything from him than from another person. He knew he was going to hurt her but the truth had always hurt and at the same time let people free. His wife was back and like a love struck teenager his feelings for her were stronger. Maybe stronger than even before now that he knew he had a daughter and Lisa needed to know that. That he cared for her but he still loved his wife.At first he doubted Kylie was his daughter, which is why hours later after Marcus was brought back from New Zealand with the help of the police, Roman had been the first to visit him in prison. It pissed him off, how Marcus asked about Mikaella and Kylie
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