****Marcus Pierce****
They sure knew how to throw a wedding. The church decor looked splendid even the flowers themselves looked imported. Everyone around looked posh one would think that the Queen of England was going to attend the wedding itself.Best of all, it excited him that every penny they had spent on this had gone to waste. He sat at the furthest end of the church easily blending in with the whole crowd. Marcus had sat there for hours not really doing anything but stare at the two brothers.Kevin looked like he would collapse right there right then everytime the priest asked him if the bride was coming anytime soon. Funny thing was he knew what would happen. He had planned and played this whole scenario in his head over and over again. Knowing his sister in law, she would either not show up but run to the police with the sufficient evidence he had provided her with or she'd show up at the wedding completely heart broken and humiliate her husband to beRomanTorture. That's one word he would call what Kevin was going through. It was like thinking that things were perfect one moment and the next they were not. Not only was Roman worried by the fact that the bride hadn't showed up but also by the fact that Mikaella hadn't answered his calls.So to be clear, he was as nervous as his brother was. "Was the wedding too soon? Did I make her feel uncomfortable by rushing things?"Kevin had asked and Roman to be frank didn't know what to say. I mean in his mind, the wedding was a bit rushed, sure Chloe and Kevin were so in love but taking it from his marriage, marriage was not a bed of roses. Did Kevin need to hear all that? Of course not, that would tear him apart and he would somehow start blaming himself for Chloe not showing up.The thing about weddings was that, no matter how good they were planned, how good the food was, how spectacular the designers did their job or how lavishly dressed
*********Thanks so much to everyone who has reached this far in reading my book *wipes tears* I'm so honored that you are loving the book which is why I'm requesting that if you are reading it and loving it, don't forget to leave a vote or a comment. I promise I don't bite *covers my eyes shyly**********Her eyes fluttered open, the unfamiliar scent of medicines and ammonia hitting her nostrils. She tried moving opening her mouth but the thing plunged in her mouth like a snorkel prevented her from doing so."Doctor! Doctor! She's awake,"ran the little nurse outside her room.Her eyes tried rolling around, her head hurting like tiny pieces of glass pierced in her brain. She breathed in feeling as if she was like a new born baby breathing for the first time. As if it was her first time getting air into her lungs and letting it go afterwards.The doctor came rushing in and without moving her head, she stared. The doctor toget
RomanHe stood by the window in his study. He had locked himself in there since Mikaella's death was announced. Hearing the sound of a car's wheels crushing the little pebbles on his driveway, he glared outside watching his mother slowly open the door for Seth.They were all dressed in black. Their cheeks clearly visible of dry tears. His son hung his head low, refusing to listen to what his grandfather was saying to him. Roman's heart lunged lower to his feet, like gravity was somehow pulling him down and he, without resistance allowed himself to be pulled. To feel the pain burn his body until he felt nothing.It didn't matter how many DNA tests they ran on her, the charred body in the morgue he saw that day was Mikaella and God damn it, he blamed himself for it. One week past and he still locked himself. As punishment for Mikaella dying. She wasn't suppose to die. Mikaella-Mikaella was a good woman with a good soul who didn't deserve what happened to her.Needless to say, he blamed
Mikaella"You are so lucky to have him,"Carmen jeered as soon as her husband, Marcus dropped her off at the community center she was working at."I'm lucky to have him but he's unlucky to have me,"she said quietly and both women stared at the red truck descending down the road.Carmen took her hand ushering her inside. It was almost weeks. At least that's how it felt. And with those weeks, she had joined the 'Help a kid' foundation. Somehow after miraculously coming back from the dead as what most people would have said, the sudden urge to be around children overwhelmed her.She wished she could tell Marcus. Tell Marcus what the doctor had told her before she was discharged from the hospital. Deep down she felt like a villain, like someone who Marcus didn't deserve to love. There were pictures of them together in their home, some happy, others goofy and others showing how much they were in love and yet she was reluctant to reciprocate his feelings.Afraid to even share the bed with hi
MikaellaHer eyes fluttered open feeling the weight on her waist somewhat unfamiliar. Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, she turned to the side seeing Marcus heavily asleep.Suddenly everything that happened last night came to mind. Every tiny detail inscribed in her brain. She was sure they had done that before. Countless times even but why did it feel like it was their first time. Like it was her first time to have an intimate, passionate and magical moment with him?....."Mmh...mmh. Rue. Baby stop" he had said between kisses but she didn't want to back out.Kissing him actually made her heart thump louder than usual. It was like an indication that her heart had longed for this. That she wanted it.He put his hands on her waist slowly pulling her back. With their faces merely away from each other, Marcus looked at her. Shock written on his face."I'm sorry. I-I thought that you wanted this,"Ruby had said in between catching her breath.His right hand still lingering on her
*****Marcus Pierce*****Her hair teased his nose and he pulled her close. Mikaella loved him. Though the tiniest part of his brain questioned everyday whether what he was doing was right and wrong. Thinking about it, on that day, he was the one there. He was the one who got there first and rescued her.Now if he hadn't staged a dead corpse in her car, ordered Joe and Colt to burn the car and fake the DNA reports then Mick could have been dead. Tried to be murdered again by his brother in law, Leonardo Grayson. So despite how his conscience gnawed on him day by day he saw this as fate.As if God was trying to give him a second chance at happiness with Mikaella's amnesia being a sign from Him. They continued watching the tv show 'Lucifer' and it irked him everytime Mick asked him,"Whether Lucifer was hot or not""Don't you just love his ascent?" She cooed and he sighed irritably."I could do better than that,"he sighed, "what's the point of watching it if you picked the show because Luc
Roman"Which one is yours?"the woman seated next to him asked and he wondered what to tell her.Should he have mentioned to her that her staring at him for the last thirty minutes creeped him out? Or the fact that she had her hand on his thigh the whole time the play went on? The whole thirty minutes had been pure torture to him. Seated in a crowded room, with a bunch of people he didn't know and worst of all was seeing Romeo and Juliet kiss on the stage."Neither," he muttered,"my son works with the lighting""Aah, that's nice. My son is the one playing Romeo,"she smiled.Aah, the guy who was kissing his son's girlfriend, totally no coincidence, he thought. He remembered how Seth didn't even want to be part of the play in the first place but when Tessa got the role of Juliet he worked day in day out trying to get the lead role of Romeo. Too bad he didn't get the part and ended up being the guy working with the lights and the stage effects."You must be proud and so is his dad,"Roman
MikaellaWhat was it they said about children? That children were a bundle of joy. Ofcourse sure they were, children were and always will be cute bundles of joy well that was before they started crying, throwing tantrums, pulling your hair, kicking bowls of cereals down the floor and you'd be forced to clean the whole house again.After washing the dishes, she wiped her hands with the kitchen rag wondering why Kylie wasn't making a fuss over her refusal to give her the chocolate ice cream Marc brought her. She had dreamed of having a child, atleast that's how she felt, memories or not and now with Kylie around the house, she could say she was content with everything. Marcus seemed to be happy too, not a day went by without Rue feeling a tad bit jealous of the relationship Kylie and her husband shared."Kyles-Ky-" she stopped in the little doorway separating the dining room and the living room.Leaning against the wall, she watched daughter and father cocooned in each other's arms heav