LOGIN"Because of his money? What do you think of me?" I asked angrily, unable to contain my calm with Zane's choice of words."Honestly, Mother, I don't know what to think anymore," he shrugged absentmindedly, unbothered if what he said got me angry."There's more to this story if you would listen," I said warningly.Zane nodded, indicating he was listening."I read the pre-contract, and it never contained the clause that would tie me to Aldwin for as long as he wanted. So it was assumed I had read and agreed to the conditions when I signed the main contract, which contained the clause." I paused, observing Zane to see if he was understanding. "I only found out about the clause when I wanted to file for divorce. It made it impossible, so I stayed." My face fell."How do you mean impossible?" Zane asked, confused."No lawyer was ready to take my case. Your father made sure of that," I said with a nod.Zane scoffed. He wasn't surprised. That move obviously sounded like Aldwin – he was always
Zane's interest in Ralph grew instantly. He was beginning to like him of his own accord."What happened to your leg?" Ralph asked, changing the topic."A car accident," Zane said. "I was following my brother. He ran off after a fight with my father. I lost control of the car and went off a cliff."Ralph's face stiffened. "Are you okay?""I will be. The doctors say I'll be able to walk without a limp. It'll just take time.""And your brother? Is he okay?"Zane's expression darkened. "He's fine. He wasn't in the car. He was off somewhere else."Ralph nodded slowly, not pushing further.They talked for another hour. Zane asked about Kyrgyzstan – about the mountains and the people, and what it was like to live somewhere so far from everything he had ever known. Ralph answered each question patiently, not hiding the hard parts but not dwelling on them either. He told Zane about the software company, about the projects he had worked on, and about the satisfaction of building something from
"What sort of condition?" Zane asked expectantly."He arranged for me to disappear after I had signed an agreement that I would never come back.""And he did that because?" Zane asked, cocking a confused brow.Ralph cast an affectionate look towards where I sat, and Zane understood instantly.Zane's brow furrowed. "My father helped you knowing that you and my mother were having an affair?""It was a good one for him – his perfect plan to get me out of their lives. He didn't do it for me because he liked me," Ralph said with a corny laugh.Zane was quiet for a moment, processing that. "So you've been living in hiding for eighteen years?""Yes. Kyrgyzstan, mostly. I've moved around, but that was my base.""What did you do there? Just hide?""No. I survived, worked, built a new life, learned to fight, and made something of myself." Ralph smiled, enjoying the amusement on Zane's face."I built a software company that operates in several countries now."Zane's eyes widened slightly. "You o
I held Zane, supporting him as he was still limping. He didn't reject my help this time. It was one thing to walk by himself in the house; it was another while we were outside. Aside from hospital visits, this was the first time Zane had been out of the house since he started recovering fully from the accident.As we walked into the reception, I noticed someone leaning by the counter and staring at us intently.Could this be him? I thought. Is this Ralph? He didn't look like anything I remembered or imagined. He was totally different. Ralph hadn't been mistaken when he said he was a different person now. My anxiousness to know about his years in exile piqued instantly.He looked older than I remembered – his face lined with years I hadn't been there to see. His hair was nothing I would have been able to predict: shoulder-length dreads, neatly tied back with a band. His beard was fuller now but neatly trimmed. His build was firm, muscular – like he had been training all those years. I
"Mother, can I come in?" Zane asked as he opened my room door and peeked inside."Yes, come," I said excitedly, happy to see him come to me.I sat up, then patted the bed next to me for him to sit."Come here. What's going on?" I asked, surprised he came to me first."I want to see him," he said plainly."You want to see who?" I asked.Zane hesitated a bit. "Ralph?" He shrugged, wanting to be sure that was his name."Yes, Ralph. You want to see him?" I asked in surprise."Yes," he nodded."That's good. I'll call and let him know," I said excitedly, reaching for my phone.I called Ralph right after Zane left my room."He wants to see you," I said, not bothering with a greeting."Are you serious? When?" he asked, surprised and elated all at the same time. I could imagine Ralph's excitement."How about tomorrow? I'll bring him," I said, biting my lower lip."Okay," Ralph said, drawing the word out."Kora," he called in a calm tone. "Are you coming with him so you can see me, or do you re
A week had passed since Ralph came back, and Zane was beginning to give in to the thought of seeing him. Aldwin was still avoiding Zane, so Zane decided to wait for him in his sitting room. He had sat there for a long time when Aldwin finally walked in. Aldwin was shocked to see Zane there.He walked past Zane, heading for his room as if Zane were invisible."Father," Zane called out.Aldwin stopped without turning around.Zane's heart pounded in his chest. "Can we talk? Please?" he begged.Aldwin stood there for a moment, then slowly turned to look at Zane."What is it about this time? If you need something, you can ask. But don't expect things to go back to the way they were. That's not going to happen."Zane felt the words hit him like a stab in the chest. He wanted to say something back. He wanted to tell Aldwin that he was still his son no matter what the DNA test said, and he wanted to explain that he hadn't asked for any of this. But the words wouldn't come. He had spent the af
I called Ralph hoping he'd tell me what I wanted to hear, but instead he used me to steal confidential documents from Aldwin.Maybe he deserves it. After everything Aldwin had put me through, maybe this was just payback. Or maybe it was another trap. Another disaster waiting to happen.My situation
As usual, Aldwin had left for work that morning. The thought sat with me through breakfast, I had plotted a hundred ways to wreck through Aldwin's chambers and find the precontract— my only ticket out of this cage. I waited until Matthew's call confirmed they had left the premises. Then I moved, no
“Mom, it's not that bad.”“It is that bad. You should be trying to fix the problem you already have, not creating more for yourself and others.”“That's why I was with Ralph,” I said in defense.“Is that right?” She gave me a look, then went inside. I followed her. Locking the door behind me.She w
"What are you doing?" His voice was shaky with hungry desire. "Do you think you can resist this?" I pulled the shirt apart and let it fall to the floor. His breathing quickened. The look on his face said he wasn't going to fight this. I smiled. With both hands, I gripped the sides of my lace p







