“Brent, please, I didnt cheat on you!” “Shut up!” Here I was begging a man who was a cheat himself— begging him to believe me and take him back. Despite the fact that he had been the one that cheated. But where had the compromising pictures come from? “I can't — I can't b-believe you're choosing your ex over me, Brent! I'm your wife! Your wife!” “Not only have you ruined my reputation, you have ruined my family's name as well. I wish I can erase you and everything we have together from my memories,” he growled at me. “You'll pay for what you've done, Priscilla. I promise you.” “Brent, you have to believe me,” I wept, summoning up the courage to clutch at his arm but he snatched it away from me, making me fall back violently against the table. He produced a set of papers and a pen and slammed them down onto he table. “Divorce papers. I want them signed. Now.” ***************** Sent packing by her husband when she was two months pregnant, Priscilla Sinclair had no one to turn to so she buried herself in her work. Six years later, she met the father of her children who wants her and his kids back. Could there be a chance for him in her life again?
View MoreBRENT'S POVI basked in the sounds of machine whirring, forklifts humming and people shouting instructions as I entered the company warehouse. I was lucky enough to have been able to buy the lands that were near the warehouse, so expansion was possible, and now I had the warehouse of my dreams. It was sectioned into each of the things we were involved in. there was a different section for the hotel wears and items, restaurants and the management of art, but the best part of it was the fact that neither section could disturb the other.Ever since I was a child, this had been the place that had appealed to me the most. It was so easy for me to get caught up in the stress and boundaries that surrounded me in my office, but the warehouse was the place I was able to let out everything and de-stress. I breathed in the familiar scent of dryness and checked my watch. I had about ten minutes to kill before I had to show Sylvester around. All the contracts had been signed, and we were official
I tapped the floor and smiled as Aiden and Avery's face lit up with excitement as they sat down. I made it a duty to have this kind of conversation with the kids every few months when it feels like things were overwhelming for them and so far, I was sure this period was going to take the crown of overwhelming.“Did you enjoy the hike?” I asked and they both nodded. Avery sometimes wanted a break from silence and she had been stimming with some of her loud toys so her hearing aid was in.“I loved it.” Aiden said, nodding multiple times and I ran my hair through his hair, smiling at the adorableness.“I miss Ava and Eva.” Avery said and I nodded.“You had fun with them right?” I asked.“Yes. Can we go see them?” Avery asked and Aiden nodded. “I want to see Ava's books. She said she has a lot. I have a lot too.” He boasted.“Yes you do. Do they draw or paint?” I asked Avery and she shook her head.“Does that make you sad? That they can read with Aiden but not draw with you?”She shrugged
PRISCILLA'S POVWe walked for several minutes without walking before I finally got the courage to glance at Brent from beneath my lash and I found him looking at me and smiling. I cleared my throat, trying to force out the embarrassment I was feeling. I had teared up because someone offered to be my friend. If that wasn't middle schoolish, I didn't know what that was.“It’s just been a while.” I explained vaguely and he nodded as if understanding all that sentence encompassed.“You mean since somebody looked at you and decided to lend a helping hand without you asking for it and not demanding your soul in return?”I stared at him, jaw in the air. He had explained it perfectly. “That's right. There is the consideration for you since you are a friend of her husband but she didn't have to offer…” To be my friend, I didn't finish the sentence. “Plus, she probably doesn't know about us, so it's a nice change of pace. I need a woman that will be on my side when we have an argument, especial
What the heck? WHAT THE HECK???I started struggling to stand upright, and Brent pushed me until we weren’t so dangerously close anymore. My face was burning, and I wanted to disappear. I grabbed the wagon from Brent and stormed ahead, desperate to put some distance between us.BRENT’S POVI sighed and watched as Priscilla sought to escape me and I could guess how she was feeling, so I stayed put and watched her until she disappeared from my sight. After that, I couldn’t hide the stupid smile that came to my face. It had been years since I’d felt the touch of a woman against me since when I tried after the divorce, Priscilla’s face had been what I’d seen and dang, it had felt good.We still had about ten miles to go, but I was sure we were still going to meet. It was high time I told her what I felt. I gave her ten minutes because of the gentleman in me and after the time had expired, I started after my ex-wife. Life, I could feel, was about to get a lot more interesting.Sure enough,
I hooked the strap on the wagon I'd brought for the day in case Aiden and Avery needed it. We were going hiking for a volunteering event for orphans and homeless, and I didn't think the kids would be able to walk sixty miles, hence, the wagon.The kids saw Brent coming, and ran to him, and I had to sigh. Who said taking children for a hike would be easy. We had not started, yet they were already stressing me out, wanting to see everything.Brent lifted Aiden and held Avery's hands as he waved at me.“You found this place easily, right?” He asked when he got to me, and I nodded.Brent had invited me to the event since his company was the one hosting it and even though it was a bit risky for me to be with him, especially with the twins. It was for a good cause and rejecting the invite seemed selfish on my part, so here I was. The event was pay to enter and all the proceeds from the entrance fee as well as everything that was sold at the rest stops were going to goodwill.I looked at the
Did she just use those three words together in the same sentence? That made perfect sense and made no sense at all at the same time. “What kind of tapes?” I asked, eyes wide open, fearing the answer.Carlie shrugged, pain filling her face. “What kind of tape would I have that can be used as blackmail material. Sexual tapes that I hope would never see the light of the day. ”I let out a loud expletive. “Did you agree to it? Don’t you know how dangerous it is? How often… how many do you have?” I asked, struggling to contain my fury. The next time her boyfriend and I unfortunately crossed path, I was going to kill him.She grabbed my hands and shook her head in response to my question. “It was a foolish mistake. I should have listened to you when you were worrying about me rather than getting angry. I found out a month ago that he had secretly been taking pictures and videos of me. What do I do?”I hugged her. “We’ll figure it out. Has he sold any of them or tried to threaten you with th
PRISCILLA'S POVI sighed and looked across my office to where Carlie was meant to be seated. since I'd entered the office that morning, the atmosphere had been tense, which meant what she'd done had been the topic of discussion before I arrived. Since Carlie was no longer trustworthy enough to leave the company to, I had to travel here even more now.Someone knocked on my door and I quickly sat up, no point in giving my employees even more to talk about. it hadn't been a secret that we were very close. "Come in."The door opened, and my new secretary brought in a file. "I compiled the list of all the people that have offered interest in working with us and partnering with us after the show."I collected the file and looked through it. "Why wasn't it sectioned? These contain agencies, celebrities as well as prospective partners. How am I meant to sort them all if they aren't sorted?" I asked her, intentionally making my voice softer. I'd yelled at two of my employees since the day had
I remained rooted until I heard the footstep of someone approaching me. I shook my head again to get rid of the webs in my head and continued towards the living room with the intention of taking my kids and leaving. Suddenly, it didn’t sound safe for them to stay with Salome. “Mummy.” The twins called when they saw me, and they both ran to hug me. I bent down and held them tighter, allowing all my worries to fade at that moment. I looked up and smiled at them. “How was your day?” I asked and after about ten minutes of them describing how it had gone, using the word ‘Fun’ and ‘Amazing’ in almost all their sentences, they finally left to sit down and continue what they were doing. I stared at them, curious at what they were doing, and I smiled when I saw that they were both struggling with a rubix cube. I turned to Brent, who was giving me an amused look, and he shrugged playfully and patted the seat next to him. I shook my head and took the love seat that was next to him. “I thi
PRISCILLA'S POVThe elevator dinged, and I followed Brent down the hallway to his home, or should I say my former home? We'd had dinner and I wanted to pick the kids up from his place since they were with Salome. After the time Brent had kept them with her while he flew to California to help me, they'd been asking to stay with her again and so, I'd set it up when Brent offered to take me to dinner to celebrate something he still hadn’t told me.I entered the house and looked around, masking my emotions. It looked the same I'd left it. Looking at every painting and decoration was bringing memories I'd love to forget back to memory. I had decorated this house with Brent back when we realized we had fallen in love with each other.“What do you think? Doesn't the house look too empty for your taste?” Brent asked, caressing my hair.I nodded. “I thought you preferred things like this, since you weren't home often.” I looked into his eyes and smiled at the look of love I'd been unaware of t
PRISCILLA’S POVMoans filled the air as I made my way into the bedroom that I shared with my husband.What was going on? Still not believing my ears, I pushed open the door and what I saw stopped me dead in my tracks. For a minute, I couldn't breathe. My husband was laying on the bed while his ex, Pamela — the one he assured me was no threat to me— rode him. She bounced up and down on top of him, her skirt hitched around her thighs. I stood there, frozen in disbelief. “Oh, harder, Brent,” she cried wantonly. “Harder.”The world seemed to slow down as I watched them, my mind racing with a thousand different emotions. Betrayal, anger, heartbreak—they all swirled together inside me. How could he do this to me? How could he break my trust so completely?She continued her moans while I just stood there, tears pooling rapidly in my eyes.I must have made a noise because Pamela looked back and threw a wicked smile at me when she saw me. Blindly, I pushed out of the room, made my way out ...
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