"Please, Samuel, do not do this," I pleaded, choking on my words, "Just do not hurt my mother. She has done nothing wrong, and so she'll never deserve anything evil."An indifferent expression manifested on Samuel's countenance, but I saw a slight spark of interest in his eyes. "Innocent?" he repeated mockingly. "Your mom is not innocent; she kept secrets from me, which had the potential to ruin my reputation and my business."A burst of rage filled me as it clued me in on his attempts to corner me with my supposed Mom's secrets - secret because they existed only in my mind. "That's not true," I said, my voice firm. "My mom would never do anything to hurt you or your business.""Let us see about that," he said, his tone laced with evil. "Now tell me all there is to hear about Adrian projects. I want to know every detail and every secret from your mouth.”Fear washed over me as I realized that time was not on my side. A decision had to be made. I could accede to Samuel's every demand o
Doing my best to keep my ears on the door and fully focused on Samuel's conversation, I simply could not take it anymore. I was shaking out of fear and anger, my heart pounding as each of his words ignited horror in me. His voice slithered into me like delaying poison, and the vein of awareness started giving off numbered cues of dread and horror."Is the doctor aware?" came the somewhat curious voice on the phone. Samuel didn't take long to respond, oozing with confidence as he said, "Yeah, sure, the doctor is aware, and only he knows the hospital." A shudder erupted all over me from what I heard, leaving my mind to swirl with great implications.Samuel continued, weaving a web of lies and saying, "I gave him a juicy payment, so he won't leak it." The person on the other end took a moment to digest what he had just heard, and when Samuel said, somewhat laughingly, "You know the reason I did it, right?" The other person hesitated before answering, "No, I don't, I would like to know.”
The still trembling in my chest from the explosion in my outburst which had barely subsided suddenly came to life when I heard Samuel's voice very clear and concerned, penetrating the quiet stillness. "Are you all right?" he inquired, his tone soft, his attention fixed on the face scrutinizing it inquisitively. I felt my throat tighten up and the words almost left me before I could think of how to respond "I.....". Samuel's gaze turned in my direction questioning and almost doubtful expressions forming on his narrowed eyes, he asked in disbelief, "Are you alive, you just spoke?"I felt a pang of self-defense, still exposed in emotion. “I did not, father,” I squeaked barely audibly. "I simply stated that I love you, I am awaiting your response,” a fragile conviction thereafter. My word left me staring into blank space and feeling more insecure than before with my chest on the ground and my heart on the sleeve.Samuel's face lost its serenity and the incomprehensible dilemma appeared a
I just couldn't stop grinning out the window of the taxi; it was the kind of smile that looked as if it was making fun of everyone. My lips were forming an amusingly shaped mockery: they curved into a U. This grin was such a dear friend; it is an affirmation of achievement, I suppose, that here again I had outsmarted Samuel and slipped away. Everything else just whooshed over us at tremendous speed, the streets of the town becoming a kaleidoscope of colors, of sounds.The taxi journey was nothing but a vague blur. This very minute, I was back home, with its familiar surroundings-the last one hour's drama and stress all behind me once again. I was shaking while paying the taxi driver and handing him the fare bill. Like that, I got down from the taxi to feel the coldness under my feet connecting them with the pavement. I took a deep lungful of night air and then went to the door watching it across extra heats.I heaved the door open, and the warmth of the living room batting at night sl
Sitting alone in the dark room with only the shadows of the night lingering around me, I could feel slowly sinking into the bottom of my soul, a feeling of desperation. My gaze fixed on Adrian's, I saw the reflection of all the emotions in his eyes-a sudden conflux of angry determination while being sad."It's my stepdad, baby," I said, my voice barely there. "Murdering him isn't the answer, I guess." Adrian narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his jaw with frustration. I guessed he was thinking back at his mother, of how she had suffered at the hands of my stepdad.Still, I also knew Adrian was the kind of person whose arguments were neither diverted nor affected, thus he would see sense in what I was saying. "Okay, my love," I continued, "let's kidnap him instead. He can vomit all the money he took from your mother." Adrian's expression changed; there was light in his eyes, a glint of excitement."Yes, you're right," he said, voice ringing full with conviction. "But we need to get d
As Adrian spun his web of lies, his words took on an almost convincing quality, subtly directing Samuel's emotions. "Okay, sir, you can come to the house," he said. "Jenny is not here; she has gone. I have thrown her out of my home, I have divorced her. The marriage is over." Each devious fabrication flowed from his mouth with the utmost ease to further entrap Samuel into his schemes.I stood there transfixed, watching as Adrian continued to add fuel to the fire, his words conjuring up malicious delight. He whispered toward me, "Add more pepper, so Samuel's mind has a sweetness," forming a grin across his face. Samuel, responding without delay, "Okay, I am on my way," and the line had cut off.I got to my feet, moving in careful procession, still trying to comprehend the events playing out in front of me. "Baby, let me make something; I'm starving," I said to Adrian, almost inaudibly. But before I could move an inch forward, there was a sudden ring on Adrian's phone, breaking the sile
Ever so slowly, I woke up. My eyes opened more and I looked around the room, my pupils dilating in search of any sign of the cryptic presence. My eyes went on and looked for every intricacy, every shadow cast within this small space. No one was there. The room was empty, the silence suffocating.An even bigger sigh escaped me, and I sagged my shoulders in defeat and continued feeling around the area. I turned my gaze here and there, hunting for some vague clue, some hint of what might have happened. And then, my eyes fixed on the safe box. It was locked, the padlock glinted in the dim light, and there I stood, hands static on waist while my mind raced with wild ideas.Suddenly, I had a burst of inspiration so that I was unable to complete the thought. I dashed down the stairs. Then I hurried to the storage room and rummaged among the boxes to find a hammer. I was going to open this safe box and discover the secrets within. My heart raced in anticipation, and I was very alert as I sear
As I stood there, a heart thrumming with fear, suddenly I was up, swift and deliberate. I grabbed the papers, hands closing like a vice around them, and turned to make a hasty retreat without batting an eye. I ran the distance from the back yard, feet pounding the earth, ringing my breath in ragged gasps. But despite the urgency of the situation, I moved quietly, muffled footsteps on the soft earth.As I walked, stretching out my ears, for any signs of Samuel, I heard it-all that came down-came home; thunderous footsteps boom, sounding like a dim echo across the skies." "Someone has been in this room," he growled, his resonance low and menacing. I realized I would have to be quick-thinking to be able to extricate myself from his hideout. My mind racing, I approached the gate with my eyes torn, searching for possibly desperate means of exit.But thus I was beside myself with misery when I thought that it would be, else, if it were locked. There were columns of metallic bars. I didn't h
CHAPTER245JENNY POVLooking at me, completely aghast, Grace's eyes widened with her smile. "Oh, yes," she said. "I have been watching you two for quite some time. I know about the little marriage you have with each other and I know how you both can drive a wedge into each other's side."Adrian's expression was like dusk, with his eyes blazing out all his pent-up wrath. "Touch her and your death will be at your door," he commanded.She chuckled gleefully, "Oh, but you have. I've been your model servant, pretending all along, just biding my time to strike and watch the disarray of your union as your history unfolds."I shivered at her words. Was this marriage truly in danger? Would Grace really fracture everything we had built together?Grace's words made me miserable with indecision. Surely, she wouldn't have done that. I looked towards Adrian to see how this would have affected him, but his face reflected no such expression- it had a strict seriousness."You will not lift a finger to
JENNY POVWe strolled to the living room and there, illuminated by the soft glow of the lights illuminating the path from the entrance, we found Grace (or so she claimed) standing with head downcast, turning eyes to the floor in a gesture of abandonment and with shoulders slumped in an act of discomfiture. "Good day, sir and ma'am," she addressed, her whisper almost inaudible, trembling slightly as she spoke, the words formed by hardly fluttering lips."Yea, Grace," he replied in a neutral tone, without a discernible expression, right when we sat together, as I was sitting on him, arms wrapped around me while holding me to himself, a hand softly placed on my stomach. Adrian then turned to Scarlett, his eyes narrowing as he studied her with a furrowed, working overtime with his brain to decode whatever she was ruminating upon."Grace, who are you?" he asked in a commanding tone that seemed to challenge such pronouncement, laced with some measure of skepticism, his tone even dripping wi
JENNY POVThe onset of this incident will forever remain my awakening hour, with the night still darkened. I became more aware of my surroundings, with the first thing in sight being Adrian, my husband, seated next to me with a most concerned look on his face. That dim bedside lamp light warmed him, throwing the depths of his worry into bold relief."What happened?" I pictured me demanding, but my voice was edged with confusion and alarm. Just as I attempted to rise, dizziness would encompass me, my husband's hands there to gently yet quite firmly assist me."You fell; you fainted," Adrian said. I kept on repeating it to myself in an attempt to fathom what it meant to faint. "I fainted?" I was finally able to whisper, the word now hanging in the air as if challenging my perception.He looked at me for a long moment, concerned but slightly annoyed. "Yes, love," he said gently but firmly. "I've told you to take it easy on yourself." Even as his tone reproached, his eyes showed the quick
JENNY POVMonica left my mother behind, with Grace, the maid, for services in the house. The next day, I woke as if with no energy; my body felt heavy and completely pregnant. "Honey," I called, sweet and gentle, hoping that Adrian would respond. But there was only silence. I waited for a moment expecting him to walk into the bedroom, but nothing.Sighing, I arise and manage to put all my strength into moving toward the kitchen. The instant Grace saw me walk through, she seemed to stop whatever the action was that she was engaged in and smiled, saying "Good morning, ma'am." In that voice, there was this plural, respectful and welcoming tone. I returned the gesture but instinctively put my hands on my huge tummy to rub it while feeling kicks from the baby inside. "Good morning, dear," I added just to sound a little more cheerful than I really felt.It was an exceptionally warm and inviting room that within one breath, would include coffee brewing. I found my usual place on the table an
ADRIAN POVIn the warmth of home, the weak lights of evening embraced us in lazy comfort. "Well, this is home; I was checking on Jenny," I muttered, sadly and tenderly gazing at her with concern. "No need to worry, babe. Jenny was fine," I comforted him with a smile, gently pulling him into hugs.As we moved on toward the room, the only sound from out two feet padding softly across the floor. "We need to hire a maid," I soothingly suggested, trying to approach the subject slowly. But Jenny interrupted, her voice very clear and very strong. "No, baby. I can do all the housework," she opposed right away, with a determined glint in her eyes that dared me to argue with her.My heart reeked of love and guilt towards her. I smiled sweetly and said, "No, my love-no." "You are expecting and I cannot allow you to submit yourself to doing that." Please, let me take care of this." I pleaded as I caressed her hair softly, as though that might somehow soften her resolute spirit.She regarded my w
ADRIAN POVFour hours later, the wait finally ended. Dr. Dazzy walked out of the emergency room, a mask of professionalism on his face, his eyes revealing but a sliver of concern. He called out my name, voice laden with reassuring authority like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man, "Mr...?" Suddenly his gaze shifted towards the waiting area, raking in one after the other until at last, it rested on yours truly.I jumped up, my heart racing. Oh yeah, that's me, I whispered back. "How is she? How's Jenny?" The floodgates burst open.The treatment softened the doctor's looks a bit as he nodded. "I'm with your wife now," he said, almost holding out a glimmer of hope. "Let's talk," he said, sending a gesture toward one of the waiting room's quiet corners. My heart drummed in my chest like a drummer preparing for some primitive ritual. What was he going to say? Was Jenny okay? The uncertainty was murder.I quickly marched into the doctor's office, purposeful stride like a man on a mission,
ADRIAN POVAs we lay there, Jenny's body tensed, muscles broiling under the skin like waves about to crest. A grotesque distortion of her face came into view as her eyes were closed shut, and a strangled, guttural cry, "Hpppp!" escaped her lips, followed closely by a heartbreaking wrenching sound. This tearing sound ripped irrevocably through the very fabric of that moment. Eyes that once sparkled with humor and fun turned into tight, scrunched-up furrows of mixed terror and discomfort." And I, exhilarated, turned toward her, speaking soft, reassuring words, almost like a summer's warm, gentle breeze."What is it, baby?" I asked, leniently. Distracted by pain, Jenny barely perceived my touch as I brushed a straining hand from her forehead. In that instant, I felt an electric jolt through my fingers. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gazed up at me- her expression blurred and hazy, breathing labored. Each rise and fall of her chest steered with ragged breaths alongside cowering flickeri
ADRIAN POVFive months laterSoftly I entered the room calling for my wife. "Honey," I said very softly, very lovingly. "I'm over here, baby," she said, warm and inviting, as I turned in the direction of her voice.Jenny was in the room, snacking and gently rubbing her stomach. She had dancing happiness in her eyes, and her face shone with a glorious smile. I, at that moment, couldn't help but smile back at her, as time seemed to make my love grow stronger for her."You are eating too much baby," I said, staring right at her, mischief ringing in my voice."Funny. It's that time of the baby." She replied, "I'm eating for two now, you know." And I laughed and shook my head, awestruck by the miracle in her womb.Looking at her, he could not stop the gratitude that he felt for all that was in store for the couple. The joy of becoming parents was getting real for them, and the dreamy excitement of meeting their little one was almost tangible. Then Jenny held my hand, intertwining her finge
ADRIAN POVAll fit to burst with happy joy, and really not in any way able to keep joy controlled, I ran straight towards Jenny's ward; and my heart beat like a train's wheels running on the tracks. Cracked the door ajar, I peeped in. But, no sooner did my eyes lay on my beautiful wife lying down there, with her eyes locked onto the television-"Honey," I called softly so as not to startle her.She turned her gaze to me, and a slight smile fell across her lips. "Yea," she replied soft and gentle. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat on it beside her, our eyes shining into each other. I was lost staring into those beautiful eyes and getting all the more lovely toward her.Before the evils of my mind settle, I kissed her lips very lightly, "I love you very much," he whispered-voice barely audible as he choked with emotion. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, drawing in tighter. "I love you too," she murmured, still kissing me.Kissing her made euphoria and gratification wrap aro