"Remember when I told you that your daddy was in heaven looking after you," Mikaella started. It was now or never, she needed to do this. The idea of having a dad made Seth happy that his eyes lit up every time he'd talk about him.
Mikaella on the other hand hadn't seen this day coming. The day in which she would have to share Seth with someone else who never bothered to look for her. She remembered vividly how Roman declared her a slut! She knew that Roman wasn't going to be the best father figure to her son.
Yet here was Seth longing for a father of his own. The thought of running away with Seth crossed her mind but how long was she gonna run? Tomorrow she would come to an agreement with Mr Cervantes about Seth, sharing custody was what she had in mind but would Mr Cervantes agree to it?
"Yes mommy. Did he come back from heaven to take care of us?" He asked excitedly as Mikaella sluggishly put on a smile.
"Yes baby"
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She entered the little café walking over to the table occupied with two men, Roman Cervantes and his lawyer.
Roman stood up offering her seat , she however was surprised by his kind gesture.
"Now that you are here, let's get this over with," Roman said pushing a brown file towards her.
Mikaella opened the file, she read through everything. Her eyes fixated on the documents that lay in front of her.
" This is bullshit! Marriage?!" She exclaimed slamming the file on the table.
"Mrs Sandoval..." The lawyer butt in but Roman was quick to intervene.
"There's no way out. You brought this on yourself when you decided to keep my son away from me for seven fucking years. Now sign those damn papers like the good little slut you are," He looked at her with ire as he slid the file forcefully towards her.
Mikaella was taken aback and so was the lawyer who loosened his collar a bit because of the sudden tension.
"Mrs Sandoval, you have to sign those papers or else my client will have to take this to court. If we take this to court, my client will have the upper hand and you'll lose custody over your son. Remember my client may prove that you took away his son and evoked all rights over him...my client may also..."
The lawyer's words lingered in her mind 'lose custody' so much that she stopped listening to whatever he spoke. Without thinking, she signed the papers and handed them to the old lawyer who smiled and said," You've made a very wise decision, Ms Sandoval"
She wiped the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead, her fingers fidgeting as her nails dug in the napkin that had neatly been folded on the table. The lawyer excused himself as he had a hearing to attend to that same afternoon.
Roman sat on the chair with ease his eyes on Mikaella, he smirked. He had gotten his way. Mikaella's eyes shuddered with disgust at the man seated in front of her, the man she had temporarily been married to on paper!
"You are one lucky woman, Mikaella. I mean you have the Roman Cervantes to yourself!," He taunted her.
Mikaella stayed still, she didn't utter a single word. In her mind, Seth's face continuously appeared. Everything she did was for Seth, for Seth only.
"Isn't this what you wanted? To be rich? To have money? Well you have all my money to yourself," he chuckled before standing up and grabbing Mikaella by her arm and leaving the café.
Immediately they left the café, flashes of light met her face. Reporters flickered their lights towards her asking her too many questions..
Roman put his arm on her waist as he protected her and answered some of their questions. He acknowledged that Mikaella was his wife and that they were married for seven years now. Mikaella was too confused by what was going on, that she had no time to deny his allegations.
Roman led her to his car, as the drive drove that car away speedily.
" Where are we going?!" Mikaella cried.
"To our home of course," Roman smirked wickedly taking Mikaella's hand to his lips but Mikaella was quick to pull her hand from his grasp. This made Roman happy, torturing her made him happy and there was still more to come.....
Mikaella created some space between her and Roman. She was disgusted by him, she knew that Roman had some sort of mental issues, she was now having second thoughts on signing those papers.
She silently reached for her phone in the purse trying to text Phil and Raque informing them of everything. Her hands searched for her phone but she couldn't find it. Roman suddenly lifted it in mid air, his hand gripping her phone tightly.
"Looking for this? Do you think I'm that stupid to let you have your phone"
"You have no right to take my phone! Give it back!" Mikaella hissed indignantly lifting her eyes and glaring into his. She tried to snatch her phone back, but Roman was quick to pull his pants and dump her phone inside his boxers on the anterior part.
"Take it," he designed a smile just to annoy her as the driver lay witness to everything that went on in the car.
Mikaella opened her mouth in shock at the man's audacity then she rolled her eyes. That phone meant so much to her, it was Phil's birthday present to her and now it was....
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
That night she turned in his bed. She tossed, writhed and cried like a woman in labor. She was inconsolable. Her anguished cry burned deep in her heart and in the pit of her stomach like an inferno in the depths of the earth.She slightly turned at the monster sleeping beside her. The monster who had forcefully kissed and touched her inappropriately. Seven years ago this is what she desperately wanted, marriage! Now she felt filthy, she still felt his fingers trailing inside her skirt, she still had his musky scent on her despite the amount of soap she had brushed her skin with.His sleepy face made his complexion somehow angelic but Mikaella knew better. She had already figured out everything that ran through his filthy mind. He was doing all this to her for revenge, for keeping away his son away from him. She recalled the way he demanded his 'manly needs'.How he cupped her mouth with his hand. At first she didn't unde
Two weeks gone and she felt better. These two weeks came with progress to her, although she couldn't quite pin it how he he'd managed to let her go back to work so easily after blaming her of intentionally becoming malnourished to seek attention.An ounce of guilt perhaps, she reasoned.Raquel's questions were enough to make her head pop. She knew how yarpy Raquel was. It reminded her of how at one time her best friend was head over heels in love with a local bartender and every night she would haunt her with old hippie folk music."Are you sure he's not just acting? The guy is hot Mick but not dumb enough to not note that you are one fine hot specimen""He's not acting and second of all gross to the last statement. The guy is practically a freaking villain in every woman's dream""Well sister, at least you're set for life. Life is good, hot hubby cute son ooh and money the one thing that people lack"
She felt sick to her stomach. Not to the cuisine oh no no no, but to the hand that entwined with hers on the dinner table. She even felt his gaze when he accidentally-though to her it wasn't- touched her thigh."A coronel back in the old days when we used to eat war for breakfast""Grandpa, are you still a cononel?" Seth asked while seated on his grandfather's lap.They all gave a hearty laughter to Seth's attempt on saying 'coronel'. Mick felt bad for her baby being laughed at. When she consented to meeting his parents she didn't think that there would be so much pretend kissing and touching, acting like some lovey duvey couple they weren't.She remembered how Roman came up with a perfect story of how they met and fell in love at a masquerade party. He didn't leave out also how they made love at the same masquerade party they met at. This seemingly made his parents happy especially Debra Cervantes w
Roman CervantesHe was gonna kill him. Kill him for sure! Kev did this, he drugged her!"No... no. Don't look at me like that. Last time...last time you did that we ended up making a baby"He caught her hands in mid air before her fingers trailed on his face again. Carrying her to their room was quite tiresome. Marga had already tucked Seth in bed, now back to his drunk wife who couldn't keep her hands to herself."Mr Cervantes, are you scared of your own wife?" She once more played with his hair as he removed the heels from her feet laying her on the bed.He sighed and covered her, "Sleep"Was all he got to say before he shut the lights including the little light that flickered on the night stand."On one condition. You sleep next to me...I'm scared of the dark"He grinned and slowly joined her in bed. Turning his face to the other side he looked at his phone's screen. Messages from Debra Cervantes on whether M
Why was she standing at the door goofily waiting for him to arrive? Why was her heart leaping with joy rather than feel mad about him disclosing her location to her parents?Truth is, she was glad. She really missed her mom, Gus and her dad who promised to live in LA for the moment to make up for lost time. She took a peak through the window to see his car pulling up slowly in the driveway. Her heart skipped, clueless and not knowing how and what to say. She ran stupidly to the kitchen pretending to chop down some veggies.His voice boomed the house as he called Marga to take his briefcase to the study room. She on the other hand fixed her hair even smelled it to make sure she'd used the correct shampoo. Hardly had he taken a step into the living room than she came in. She had mastered all the words to say... Roman we have never seen eye to eye since our marriage but today I want to thank you for bringing my family to me. Thank you for helping them find m
Don't look! Don't look again Mick! But she ended up looking once more while Roman chuckled at her nervousness."Um...dinner...go to make" her words came out wrong so being the woman she is, she scrammed out of the room so fast.Minutes later, she stayed in the kitchen with Marga sending glances at her."I saw it! Why did I look? Did he want me to look at it?""Ma'am, is everything okay?" Marga asked noticing that Mick was talking to herself as she chopped the carrots."No I mean yes. Yes, yes I'm fine" she lied."Marga I'll help her out, you can take some rest" his voice came from behind.He opened the fridge taking out the other ingredients for the meal. She pretended to be so engrossed in the carrots but it was hard to. He already got rid of his suit and was now wearing casual clothes, a grey full neck sweater and blue faded jeans. His hands came from behind covering hers and grabbing hold of the knife.
What can we conclude from the video? Trouble in paradise?She glared at Chanel from Channel 5 news. This woman was impossible. Mikaella knew she was jealous of her right from highschool. Now getting some juicy scoop such as Roman hitting Phil and leaving him for dead was what Chanel wanted to ruin her reputation. And by the looks of it, Chanel was already winning. Her mind drifted to Seth hoping in God's name that he hadn't read what people spewed in the internet. Of course people judged her. Some saying that Roman had a right to behave how he did since she was having an affair with Phil. Some pitying the millionaire aka Roman Cervantes for witnessing his wife in a restaurant holding hands with a man.She had had just about enough. She did nothing wrong on the contrary Roman did everything. He was the devil in all this not her. She was not the villain and she knew it.Her lips quivered slightly as she reached for the bruises on her arm with a lig