Elliot'S POV
I walked into my office bearing my briefcase in one hand and making vast strides. All my employees were moving forward to greet me and quickly go back to their jobs, with the corners of their eyes looking up at me. The look of respect was mixed with fear; I was used to it, so their attention did not bother me.Those men tried to suck up to me for their gains, yet I could tell they hated me and were jealous of my quick success and the fact that so many women at the office had fallen for me. But these were all in silence and with gestures. In reality, no one would dare show even a bit of defiance to back this up. I bossed the place with a strong hand; there was no room for slackness.But something was different about today. Instead of my secretary, it was the director of operations in IT who ran up to me first when I arrived at the company. He collected my suitcase and then said to me almost immediately as I entered the company. "Sir, I'm afraid we almost had trouble, sir; someone just tried hacking into our database. But it's totally taken care of."I stared at him, as we both headed to the IT department."Taken care of? How far did the hacker go?"He kept silent, arms kept behind him, head bowed."How far did they go, Tom?" I said, "How far did they fucking go?"I couldn't help but scream."99, sir, 99 percent." He quickly said, still cowering.I also noticed that everyone else was listening to the conversation; all of them were also cowering before their computers, concentrating too closely on their various projects, but their ears were wide open."99 percent?" I repeated with a scoff."Who do I have working for me in IT? Bunch of kindergartens! Now listen up, everyone. I need the first five offices in IT represented in my office in the next 30 minutes. And God help the staff who doesn't give a comprehensive explanation of what just occurred, will be gone from this company."I stormed away angrily, walking toward my office, adjusting my tie., I saw my secretary waiting for me at the entrance."Sir, Ms. Amanda has been waiting for you for a while; I think she has something important to discuss with you."“Amanda? Why is she outside? Send her in.” I replied, walking into my office and sitting on my chair to begin work. I checked the document I was working on the previous day before getting up and walking to the glass windows of the highest building in the city.I stared out the window of my office, sipping my coffee slowly. I had just completed the last of my work and was free."Elliot."I turned to see the oval-faced Amada smiling at me. She wore a long suit that reached her calves. Her hair was brown and wavy. Amanda was our family lawyer's daughter, and we have been friends for a long time. There was a dutifulness to the way she carried herself; maybe that was what drew me to her. I could tell she liked me too; it wasn't hard to tell, but in her smile and her availability, I could still see that there was a yearning for something more than just friendship, and I wasn't sure if I could give that.Maybe one day, one day."How is the bid coming along?" She asked, sitting down and placing the file she was clutching on the desk."Going great. I got the cover sheets typed up.""If I let some of these things slide, we're done." She laughed an indulgent laugh and said,"I know.""Make time to rest." She reached for my hand, fumbled with it, and immediately let go like one who realized she had done something stupid. I stare at her, not knowing what to make of the situation.At that instant, I received a call that the contractor secretary wanted a meeting held in Baton's nightclub."Speak of the devil," I said, putting on my jacket." "What?" Amanda asked with wide eyes."They want a meeting at Baton's nightclub.""A nightclub? Why?" she asked, raising a brow, and I smiled. Was she worried about me?"I don't know," I said too excitedly. "I just need to get more information about the deal.""See ya," I said, storming out with hasty strides. ****At the club, after the meeting. I had started to feel drunk even when I had taken nothing more than three sips from the drinks served. My vision had gone blurry, and the loud music became even louder. I tried looking for a more quiet place for solace, and my leg led me to a small room with lights dimmer than the other parts of the club. Inside it was a lady in her nightgown. I don't know if it was as a result of the drink, but I had become quite horny upon seeing the lady and had staggered towards her. I couldn't even see her clearly.I had touched her and kissed her, and she had returned my kisses just as passionately. I picked her up, took her to the bed, and we had one of the best sex ever in my life. I was already inside her when I realized she was a virgin.I woke up the next morning still feeling dizzy but much more clear-headed. The woman from yesterday was still lying beside me, sleeping with her hair covering her face. Patches of blood from her broken hymen stained the bed. I felt so ashamed. I knew it wasn't ra**pe, but it felt like I had ra**ped her and taken advantage of her. Could this still be said to be consensual? I wasn't sure of a lot of things; however, the only thing I was sure of was that I had been drugged yesterday. Something must have been added to my drink yesterday. And to the bottom of everything, I will try getting up and making my head still ring like a doorbell. I dropped a bundle of dollar notes on the bed in an attempt to pacify my conscience before I got up to leave hurriedly.I needed to get to the contract bidding as soon as possible.After the meeting, I got two calls. The first was that I had gotten the contract, which made me happy but not as much as I would have initially been without yesterday's occurrence. The second was from my investigator, who said that the person who had booked the hotel room I slept in yesterday was a lady by the name of Olivia Mack. The next set of instructions I gave to my investigator was to trace out her location and also find out the identity of the people responsible for the drugging of my drink that very day.SOPHIE'S POVI tried to calm myself as I drove toward the house. But my heart kept racing. If yesterday was indeed a setup, then Adam's wrath is the least of my worries. What about dad? What would be his reaction? Perhaps the best bet for me would be to arrive early and talk to Dad. He needs to believe me; he needs to see through Olivia and her mother's schemes, but alas, I lied to him yesterday before going out. Where do I start? I heaved a sigh and prepared myself for the worst.When I got home, the halogenated security lights were still on."You, daughter of Eve? Where have you been?" My father's voice thundered.I paused and sniffed my nightgown, which made me appear even more guilty."I said, Why were you not in the Bible study last night?" "Dad," I said, my mouth was literally shaking."I need you more than ever to believe what I'm about to say." I began, my voice betraying me. "I know… I know I told you I went…""Hold on!" Father roared; he appeared to be scanning through some
Elliot’s POVAt the office, I couldn't concentrate and couldn't think of anything else. My mind kept going back to the lady at the nightclub. Who was she? And why had she booked that hotel in her nightgown? If she was truly a sex vendor, then why had I found her a virgin? Why had I been so quick to have sex with her without holding any conversation? There were too many questions, and it was hunting for my peace. I felt like a monster. I needed to see that girl; my investigator said her name was Olivia Mack, and I needed to know her story. The second thought on my mind was about the drink I had that night. Why had it been laced with drugs, and what had been the purpose? There were about five people at that meeting that day who could have dragged me out of the five. As far as I know, I was still healthy, and nothing else was wrong with me apart from the dizziness it induced that night. What is really going on?The ringing of my phone brought me out of my train of thought. "Hello?" I pi
SOPHIE’S POVFIVE YEARS LATERThe airplane descended and started to glide downward; my heartbeat raced simultaneously. Returning to New York reminded me of the past I tried hard to forget."Sit tight baby," I said to Isabella, who sat beside me and his siblings."Mum, mum, are we in New York now?" It was Owen. He is the most inquisitive of my kids and a tech genius."Yes, darling, we are in New York," I answered with a smile, holding onto Isabella's hand, whose eyes were shut."Is Daddy here too?" He continued to ask, his blue eyes gazing at me, and I felt my heart skip at his question.Ever since I announced to them we were moving to New York, my kids' joy knew no bond. I knew they believed their dad was here, but I always made sure to avoid their question any time they asked me about their daddy. How would I answer them even when I didn’t know their dad was?"Hey shhhh," Lucas hushed at him playfully behind us. "Our plane does not like many questions.""I don’t believe you, Uncle,"
GENERAL POV"Tell me, what are you up to, Owen? You are not doing something silly, are you?" Sophie questioned, looking at her triplets with her eyes narrowed."No mum. I'm just checking a nearby park. You know how much we love going to the park, right Nathan?" Owen replied, making gestures to Nathan to save him from their mama's question."Yes, mum. It's nothing to worry about." Nathan replied and the driver announced their arrival.The apartment where Sophie would be staying with her kids is massive and located in a totally cutaway space with shades of tall trees surrounding it. The gate directly leading to the house is as wide as it is tall. It made the house appear like an exquisite fortress from the outside.While the kids explore the house joyfully, Lucas and Sophie arrange their belongings in their respective rooms, then venture to the kitchen to contemplate a home-cooked meal instead of ordering."Mom, this place is beautiful. More than our place in California." Isabella giggl
Elliot’s POV"Have a seat."I said to Sophie as she came in, gesturing to the empty seat at the other end of my table. This was supposed to be the part where I gave her a formal and concise orientation about the modus operandi of her new job. And also rant endlessly and confidently about the dos and don’ts of the company and what you want her to focus on right now as the company's financial analyst.It was the normal company bureaucracy. Something I could say I’ve done well over 30 times in the past. But from the moment Sophie stepped in, I could already sense that this meeting was doomed to be different from others. I felt awkward. "Thank you," She said quickly before she took her seat. She assumed a straight, square-bodied sitting posture; her buttocks were placed at the edge, and her back did not touch the rail of the chair.Looking at her from such a close angle, it was even harder now to believe that this young lady with her taunt curves and firm breasts had even given birth to
SOPHIE'S POVI sat on my executive office chair, brought out my phone, and dialed Owen's number. It rang twice before I heard that typical loud, enthusiastic voice of his. "Hello, mummy."I learned to look backward, darting my eyes around the office. Sweetie, where did you guys go? Uncle and I were worried sick; did you lose your way?""No, Mom, we didn't go far. Don't fuss; we will be with you in no time." He said in his sweet voice, and I smiled."Darling, please find your way inside the complex quickly and ask about Miss Sophie. They will show you to my office, or should I come get you?""No, Mom, we’re just outside; we will be right in...on our way.""Alright, dear, please keep an eye on Nate and Bella," I said before he hung up.Now that my boss has gone back to his office, I could settle down to take in the beauty of my new working space. Lucas sat on my guest seat, lodged adjacent to my broad, large brown table. He seemed to be absorbed by his phone."Oh my God, Lucas, it's so
Elliot's POV"Stop screaming like some big baby," Olivia mumbled, taking a step back after I raised my voice earlier before she could approach me again. She was staring straight at me, her blinking just as slow and measured as her footsteps.I ran a hand through my hair, momentarily closed my eyes, and reopened them.When I felt I was collected enough, I asked more calmly."And what was that for, in the conference room?""What?" She asked pretentiously, biting her lips with her eyes darting at me.I leaned backward on the chair, adjusting my tie. "You know what I’m talking about, Olivia? What were you trying to pull by addressing me as a darling before my staff?"She stopped moving halfway and made a face by inflating her cheeks to show she didn’t quite get the point."What do you mean? Don’t they already know we are dating?" She asked with her brow raised, and I smirked."Dating?" I repeated with a grimace."Can you please tell me again what dating means in your words? I am kind of
GENERAL POVThe kids hung around Lucas in the waiting room, looking around the office area. Immediately after, their mom left with Candidate 1, which was Elliot Harrington, her boss, they looked at one another.Now they spoke among themselves in low tones as they observed Lucas's crouched figure. He sat forward and bent over his phone, all his attention completely lost to the device in his hand. "Hi, uncle," Owen called, waving his small hands to get his attention."What's up, big man?" Lucas replied playfully, but without looking up."Isabella is pressed, so we're just going to take her to the restroom." He passed on, making hand signals to his siblings."Don't be long," Lucas said woodenly, still without looking up."Sure." They said simultaneously, but instead of the general exit door that led to the restroom, they silently dispersed towards the hoist-way door of the adjacent elevator in smooth clusters. Lucas didn't notice; his eyes were focused on his phone.The elevator doors c