Never ever ask yourselfโ whatโs the worse that could happen. Laura made a mental note to stay away from asking the universe for answers. Sheโs certainly had enough twists to last her for the next two decades of her life.It was day three since the traumatizing event at the prison with Kingโs father. Laura had refused to speak with anyone ever since King took her back home. One could say she was still in shock. Dave and Maddie were extremely worried about her change of attitude, they tried finding out what was wrong but all she offered was that she wanted to be left alone. After the first night at home, knowing that King would come looking her she decided to go stay at Luciaโs place where she knew he wouldnโt be able to reach her. Dave wasnโt aware until later when she called and told him not to disclose her location to anyoneโKing.She needed space, she wasnโt thinking properly. Laura did not know the next step to take or not to take. The tears just kept coming.Glad that Lucia had
โWhere is she?โ King demanded as her uncle opened the door. The surprise on Daveโs face was apparent. Of course he had not given King the location, how did he find her.โHello Mr McGoritth.โ Dave wasnโt sure of how to handle this at the moment. โWhere is Laura? I really do need to speak with herโ king demanded again, out of breath.It had been tough for him these past few days being away from her knowing she didnโt want anything to do with him again. Not like he couldnโt have found her at Luciaโs place in a blink, King was convinced she needed time to process a bit. But he could not give her that time any longer. He needed her.Whether she liked it or not. Still holding the door open, Dave began โI know I said I was going to talk to her and get her to hear you out. But now isnโt such a great time King. I doubt she wants to see you.โ โToo bad, Iโm not leaving here without seeing her.โ King shoved both hands into his track pants and started cracking his knuckles.โJust let her know
The traffic that morning was one that could have someone frustrated to the point of death.โGet the hell out of my way! Fuckkkkkk!โHis shirt was halfway worn. The loads of sweat that dropped from his body couldnโt be explained.King angrily maneuvered his way on the high way as he rushed to the hospital. Honking and shouting at everyone who got in his way.He had woken up to dozens of missed calls from Andre, only to find out that Laura collapsed on her way to the airport with Dave and was rushed to the hospital. She had been on oxygen the whole night.While he was in another womanโs arms. The whole night. He drove like a mad criminal on the loose. Breaking several traffic rules. Kingโs mind went back to him having different types of marathon sex with his former secretary! King has never slept with any woman twice! Remembering he never for once that night had nutted in Stephanie had him slightly worriedโwas he back to being impotent?โ but he sighed in relief instead.Would Laura
โI guess probably because you were a Virgin?โ He added with a nervous laugh.Lauraโs walls had crumbled.Was that why Lana and Starry kept rejoicing over the pregnancy? And him. His first reaction had thrown her off balance. Like he was repulsed by her. He just admitted to her being his miracle. How was she to react to all what he just said? His ex? And him not wanting a baby? They probably felt exactly the same way about parenting a child. She did not want to end up being her mother. Well, a mother she barely knew, but a mother she had despised all her life.Can they just start afresh? Without any secret webs barricading them.But was she ready to talk about Storm?โSay something..โ he leaned forward and touched his forehead on hers.โIโm so sorry.. I had.. I had no idea..โ she managed to voice out.King took her lips in hers immediately, grinning into the kiss. โSo you forgive me? And youโll come back home with me tonight?โ She agreed hastily, lord knows her head was screaming a
Their breathing in sync as they both stared at each other, expressing what they couldnโt with words.โDo you know how fucking beautiful you are?โ King whispered.โIf you keep telling me itโs going to get into my head.โ She chuckled.โYouโre going to have to get used to me telling you because you are, so pretty.โโKing?โโYeah.โโKiss me already.โHe slammed his lips down on hers. At the start, she was tense in his arms. He explored her mouth, running his tongue across the full lips, and she opened up. Diving in, he let out a growl as she moaned.They touched tongues and he tasted her. He wanted more. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he deepened the kiss, ravishing her mouth.Her body melted to his almost immediately. As She grabbed on to his biceps, they flex under her touch, his tongue swooping across her lips. A growl comes from his throat as they devoured each other.Lauraโs body arched into him when the hand on my back pulled her in tighter, and he swallowed her moan. He was rel
Laura woke up that morning to the notification on her phone.It was Storms remembrance. The day her sister died. The only person who has reminded her of having an original familyโnot the way she felt like a tag along with Maddie and Daveโ Storm was her only family. No mum. No dad. And then Storm died. It had crushed her. Crushed her in every sense. Knowing that there was a high probability of Storm being killed. It wasnโt a natural death. No! Her sister was poisoned! And the killer might still be out there.The killer was indeed still out there.Every year, Laura goes to visit her grace. Just once a year. She never did go on any other occasion. She didnโt want to remind herself of the cirmustances around the death of Storm and her current living. It was like living in oblivion.Laura would go, sit there the whole day on her grave. Talk to her and give Storm a breakdown of what had happened in the last year. It was Maddie who took time to always visit the grave, sweep away the dead fl
Ever since Laura moved in with King in his mansion, she joined him at the gym every morning. Most times she will be too sleepy or in some casesโlike todayโ too worn out to even move a muscle. For the past twenty minutes or so, King had been trying to get her stop clinging to him on the bed. He had work to prepare for!And even though she always headed for the cafe later in the day, she still acted out of script.โJust five more minutes.โ Laura wiggled herself more into him. Deliberately rubbing on his hardened member.His heart always lept for joy whenever they did their morning โthingโ on the bed. She being silly and acting like a baby and not wanting him to move. Even goes as far as throwing a tantrum and then him pleading non stop showering her with kisses and reassurances.โYou said the same thing twenty minutes ago! Come on. Iโll carry you to the gym. You donโt have to walk.โ He smiled into her hair as she wrapped her legs tighter around him.โI canโt even walk. All thanks to yo
โSo you said Violet is coming to pick you up?โ King asked Laura again for better clarity.The night had been a long one for King, working on different documents non stop and taking several calls. But here he was, barely day break already headed out of the house.Laura had escorted him to the car, and currently they were both leaning on the car as King held her waist to him. Laura tipped on her toe and gave him a kiss on the lips. Pouting with an upside down smile before replying โYes! For the Zillonth time.โViolet had called Laura the previous day to invite her for a friendโs bridal shower happening down town. It didnโt sound like a request though, it was more of a โyou owe me oneโ call. Laura had agreed and they made plans to go together. She tried to pull away from him but he stole another kiss. โAndre can always take you with any of the cars, bring you back. And get to watch over you. Hmmm?โ He tried to reason. She tilted her head slightly to the right as if just noticing somet
So not everyone wearing scrubs were saints. King has got to learn the hard way.He was leaning back against the cool black leather seat of his SUV, his long fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the armrest. Outside, the city lights were all white and gold in his eyes even despite the tinted windows. Detective Marshalโs call had come earlier and the urgency in his voice had pulled him out of his office. Luckily, Chase was around in time to cover up for him while he would be away. โKing,โ Marshal had said in a tone that demanded attention. โIโve got something for you. We need to meet as soon as possible.โ Marshal had said. No greetings, no small talk. Typical of him.Now here he was, parked in a high-rise parking garage, his eyes darting to the rearview mirror as Marshal approached. The detective opened the passenger door and slid in with what seemed like a practiced ease. Marsha never rushed into anything unprepared, and tonight was no different.โDetective,โ King greeted him with
Dr. Liam leaned back against the cold wall tiles of his private shower, letting the steaming water cascade over his chiseled chest. The surgical mask lines were still showing on his face, and they reminded him of the exhausting C-section he had just completed. Liam was drained, physically and emotionally. Although he had saved a life todayโtwo, actually. Same as yesterday and the day beforeโall he could think about was how much he hated these walls. Hospitals were sanctuaries for everyone else, but for him? It was more like a prison.He toweled off roughly, wrapping the plush white towel around his waist before stepping back into his office.And there she was.Stacey.Her red hair was pinned back into a messy bun, a shade too bright against her pale Texan skin. Her curvy body was poured into a black dress that hugged her thick thighs and ample chest like she had revenge to prove. She sat in his swivel chair like she owned the place, her legs crossed in a nonchalant way. Her cherry-re
Laura leaned against the counter that had displays of hot pastries, shifting her pregnancy weight to ease the pressure on her back. Her hand absentmindedly rested on her growing belly as she glanced at Maddie, who was swirling a spoon through a cappuccino she had no intentions of drinking.โSoโฆโ Laura started, dragging on that word to hint she was about to ask something prohibited. โHow's Dr. Liam these days? Still too busy diagnosing his reflection in the mirror to have your time?โMaddie froze mid-way through swirling her coffee, her playful grin flattening out for just a second before she replaced it with a dramatic eye roll. โUgh, can we not? Itโs way too early for this.โLaura raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. โToo early, or too complicated? Madds, you know Iโm going to ask eventually.โMaddie waved her hand dismissively, leaning on the counter. โHeโs fine. You know, doing his doctor-y things and looking annoyingly good while doing them.โ She giggled with dreamy eyes. โNoth
He knew the rules: money talked, and everyone else? They just nodded. The world worked on bribes, and the underpaid prison guard standing at the dimly lit corridor, guarding the cell gates, wasnโt about to turn down his envelope of dollar bills.โBack again, Mr. Clean?โ The guardโs grin was all teeth and bad intentions, his hand greedily slipping the envelope into his jacket pocket.Matthew smirked, shoving his hands into his jacket. โYouโre not paid to ask questions, Moses. Iโm not here to bake cookies.โMoses laughed like they were old friends sharing an inside joke. โFair enough. Heโs in the usual spot. Ten minutes.โโFifteen,โ Matthew corrected, already stepping into the dark corridor that smelled of sweat, cheap bleach, and desperation for inmates to escape.Prisons werenโt supposed to feel comfortable, but this one had a bite of an annoying feeling that made his skin crawl every time he visited. And yet, here he was. Again.Dr. Hakeemโs cell was tucked in the back of the buildin
They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but Stephanie Pearson preferred hers steaming hot with a side dessert of sizzling chaos. And oh, she was starving.Stephanieโs crimson nails lightly scratched the silk fabric of her blouse as she stood in front of her floor-length mirror, her reflection staring back at her like an old friend with a knowing smirk. She wasnโt dressed for anything fancyโjust a casual crop top and ripped jeansโbut that didnโt matter. What mattered was the way her hand instinctively drifted to her stomach.โThat foolish Laura,โ she muttered, cocking her head to the side, her freckled nose wrinkling in displeasure. โThinks she can have Kingston all to herself? Oh, honey. No can do.โHer reflection grinned back at her, she was the version of herself she had grown to love over the past few months. She couldnโt help but let out a soft chuckleโno, that chuckle was psychotic, if heard closely. โHow does she even sleep at night?โ Stephanie continued, her high-pitched v
Kingston knew well how to control himself. Everything and every aspect in his life was organized, even down to the way he poured his whiskey. But as he found himself pressing Laura against the bedroom wall, his lips teasing hers with the kind of hunger that could ruin a person, all that control? Out the window.โKingโฆโ Laura whispered, her voice breathless, her lips swollen from his warm kisses.โSay it again,โ he murmured, his mouth trailing down her jawline, his hands sliding beneath her dress, sending passionate heat on her skin.โKing,โ she repeated, her tone pleading this time.And that was all he needed.Neither of them remembered how they had made it to the bedroom or when her dress landed on the floor like a forgotten piece of memory. His shirt joined the pile, his tie long gone, and Lauraโs delicate lingerie soon followed, leaving her body bare under the soft glow of the bedside lamp.โLie down,โ he commanded, his voice low and rough, yet filled with the only softness he had
Kingston McGorrith was not the kind of man you would expect to see juggling shareholder documents with baby-shopping plans at the back of his mind, but here he was, sitting at his mahogany desk, scrolling through spreadsheets like his life depended on it. And maybe it did. Between managing his multi-billion-dollar empire and making sure his pregnant wife was happy, this man was booked, busy, and his borderline was completely burned out.His office was quiet except for the sound coming from the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional ping of his phone. His assistant had just dropped off the finalized documents for Lauraโs announcement as a shareholder, and King had to admitโit felt so unreal. Laura wasnโt just the mother of his unborn child; she was about to become part of his business, his legacy. The thought made him smile that rare but genuine smile that softened his usually sharp facial features.โEverything looks solid,โ Brian said, leaning back in his chair as he flip
King barely made it through the front door before Laura was already up from the couch, her eyes lighting up as she reached for him. โRough day?โ she asked softly, her fingers sliding to loosen the silk tie he hadnโt even bothered to straighten properly.King groaned, tossing his briefcase to the floor like it had personally offended him. โRough doesnโt even cover it.โ He shrugged off his blazer, running a hand down his face. โAnne is missing.โLauraโs hands froze midway through loosening the tie as her brows arched up. โWait. What?โโSheโs been unreachable since earlier today. Her phoneโs dead, no sign of her anywhere,โ he muttered, his tone sharp, but the worry was still evident in his voice. โShe tried calling once, but it didnโt even last a second before the line went dead.โโOh my God,โ Laura whispered, stepping closer. โHave you called the cops? Tracked her phone?โKing sighed as he tugged off his tie completely, the veins in his neck bulging from frustration. โWe tried. Marshall
โHey, have you heard from Anne?โ Greg asked as he barged into Kingโs office without knocking, his voice tight with concern.King didn't bother looking up from his laptop, his expression bored. โNo, sheโs avoiding us. And to teach her a lesson, I blocked all her credit cards. Let her sweat a little.โGreg blinked twice, clearly thrown aback as his brows knitted together. โOkay, first of all, bold move. Second, she texted me earlier saying she was back in the country and asked me to pick her up soon. That doesnโt sound like someone whoโs avoiding us.โKing froze for a second, his fingers hovering over the keyboard lightly. The calm expression on his face began to crack slightly. โWhat are you saying? Are you kidding?โโIโm dead serious. She said she'd call again when she was ready. But now, nothing. Iโve tried calling her, but she isnโt answering. That'sโฆ not Anne.โ Greg muttered, his tone dipping into worry.King leaned back in his chair, rolling his eyes until his gaze shifted to the