AngelaXavier sure knows how to make a lady fall for him. The regular pick up after work, the constant lunch delivery, the daily flower, and chocolate delivery, and also how he has taken fatherhood seriously.I commend his efforts towards McKenzie, which is why I’ve decided to let her know that he’s her father. A perfect dinner with the three of us tonight, hosted by me will be the perfect place to inform McKenzie who Xavier is to her.Today is Saturday, my work-free day. Relaxing on the sofa, I occasionally kept an eye on McKenzie who is busy with the set of art books that Xavier delivered yesterday. My phone pinged, taking my attention away from the blue eyes girl.Clicking on the message icon, my lips stretched into a smile as I read the message him, Xavier.:- What are you doing aside from thinking about me? I have something delivered outside your door. Wear it tonight. Ever since I bought the dress three years ago, I’ve been visualizing you in that cloth.Smiling like an idiot, I
XavierAiming to please, I reserved the whole restaurant for my girls. Oliver was instructed to pick them up in the rented limousine with other trails of security details. Dressed in a tux which isn’t something new; I sample designer suits every single day; I anticipated seeing Angela in the red dress. I remember vividly the day I bought that red dress, I almost had a panic attack when the lawyer informed us that she was gone.Shaking off old memories from my head, I looked forward to creating new ones with her. The tinted human-sensitive glass door opened and I stood on my feet to welcome them.Angela…took my breath away. The red dress hugged her figure so perfectly that it looks like she was putting on a second skin, the slit on the side of the dress showed off her fair and silky thigh. Her boobs are bigger than the last time, probably the changes that come with childbirth. Her hair, styled up made her shoulder bones and her neck more visible and enticing, her lips, the perfect sh
Angela We never understand the kind of pain one carries until we know them. I nearly went crazy when I lost papa, which makes me wonder how Xavier felt when he lost both his parents. Maybe that is what shaped him into the man that he is today.Curious about the news of his parent's death, I turned on my laptop, opened the chrome browser, and typed in ‘Mr. and Mrs. Ellmord.’ A picture of them with little Xavier popped up. I found myself smiling at how cute he looked. Scrolling down further, I read the article on their death.Mr. and Mrs. Vincent Ellmord were reported dead in the early hours of today 15th September 2017. It was reported that they died in a car crash that sent their car ablaze, burning the couple beyond recognition. It was stated by his son Xavier Ellmord that they were on their to London to celebrate their wedding anniversary.The death of the couple has left a mixed reaction from the people. Either way, we pray that they find peace wherever they are.The part where it
Xavier Watching Angela feel bad the whole day just because Daniel decided to be a coward makes me want to reconsider my decision to keep him alive. He chose to leave because of me. I don’t need to be told by anyone that he’s uncomfortable with my relationship with Angela and I’m sure he has tried to talk her out of it numerous times but failed.Myriad times, I've wanted to beat him shitless for making Angela cry, but the fact that he was there for her when I wasn’t, that he helped her through childbirth made me hold in my anger towards him. Do I feel sad that Angela isn’t sharing a flat with a young man who has feelings for her? Hell no! Good radiance to him.Balancing dinner, on one hand, I pressed the doorbell with the other free one and waited patiently for Angela to get to the door. Imagine my level of surprise when Kenz answered the door.Smiling down at her, I kissed her cheeks before stepping into the house. I dropped the box of pizza on the table and Angela chose that same m
Angela Xavier has been gone for two weeks, but he never fails to FaceTime every night. He spends half of the time talking with McKenzie, and the other half talking to me or trying to put me to sleep. It’s okay to say that I’m slowly getting addicted to red wine. I can’t sleep without taking a glass but then it’s nothing serious; just a glass.Daniel however has taken it upon himself to avoid me at all cost. He comes to see McKenzie when I’m still at work, then leaves before I return. I only find out about his visiting through Mckenzie’s nanny and sometimes through McKenzie.I’ve called and texted and called but he doesn’t return any of them. I also went as far as visiting him at his place, but he ignores my knocks. On one of the unfortunate visits, I went to try my luck by going over to his place, his mum answered the door instead. I remember pleading with her to help me talk to Daniel, but instead, she spat annoying words at me, calling me a selfish bitch and stressing the fact that
AngelaHolding on to a glass of vodka, I sat on the floor and summoned the courage to tell her the truth and nothing but the truth. I wonder if Xavier is aware that Natasha isn’t in New York. Downing the whiskey in my glass, I refilled it immediately.“I met Xavier on the commercial flight back to New York from Mexico, he was sitting next to me and I held onto him while the plane took off. You know how much I hate it whenever the plane is about to take off.”Natasha stared at me with indifference. “We exchanged names. I told him my name and he gave me his first name but refused to give his last name, his excuse being that he isn’t in the habit of giving out his last name to strangers. We discussed random things and then went out separate ways when we landed. I ran into_”“You ran into Darren Mashallow and he tried to force himself on you blah blah blah.” Shocked, I stared at her, unable to bat my lashes. “What? Why do you look so shocked?”“I never told you that I met Darren at the
Angela The cold floor became my companion for heavens knows how long. Everything was as it was when the drama started. The stuff from the supermarket lay close to the foot of the sofa, and my phone was in the same place that Natasha left it. The only thing that shifted is the leftover wine that Natasha left behind. I drank straight from the bottle, hoping to get drunk and forget what just happened a few hours ago.Yes, It’s over three hours since Natasha broke my heart with this news. I’ve spent the past three hours hating Xavier, thinking of possible ways to murder him. Amanda returned with McKenzie two hours ago, but I sent them over to Daniel’s to spend the night. I do not want my daughter to overhear the ugly words I’m going to throw at Xavier, I do not want her to see me or hear me cuss my soul out.Lifting the wine bottle, I tried to take another gulp but nothing came out. Peering into it, I discovered that the bottle is now empty. Staggering to my feet, I went in search of a
Xavier Staring at the five incompetent fools, I was tempted to pull the trigger and end their useless lives. How can I pay them so well yet they find it difficult to carry out the simple task assigned to them? How difficult is keeping watch over Angela and my daughter so situations like Natasha doesn’t come close to them?Two men were assigned to Kenz, and the other three fools were assigned to Angela. Owen, Wyatt, and Chase avoided my eyes. They are the exact people my anger is directed towards. “What were you folks doing when Natasha walked through her front door?”“We’re sorry bossman,” Owen spoke up on behalf of others. “The instruction was that we keep her safe, and that was what we did. We trailed her to the office, to the supermarket then we followed her home. We didn’t know Natasha got into the house.”“You didn’t know?” My palm twitched. “You didn’t know Natasha was in the house?” Unable to keep it in, I struck his jaw, hard enough to draw out blood. Owen swallowed his blood