“I’m sorry, I just wanted to.....”he cut me off again, “just shut up and get out, “ he said through his gritted teeth to show he was angry. Tears were already in the corner of my eyes threatening to fall. I held them in. My mind is always in chaos whenever someone raises their voice at me. It kind of scares me. I actually don’t know why. “Daddy” I heard Vincent call his father which made both of us look at him but his dad was glaring at him asking him to shut up and the father immediately looked back at me telling me to get out, his voice cold as he stared at me dead in the eyes. I looked back at the kids, holding my tears back perfectly. “Bye Vincent, bye Xavier,” I choked out and walked away as fast as I could. My way home was a blur as I viewed the world with eyes filled with tears. I should have known that was the last time I would see them. But fate wasn’t done with me yet. Can love soften a man hardened by power? Can Marina survive in his world of secrets and shadows? Read this novel to experience a story of heartbreak, healing, and an unexpected love that neither of them saw coming.
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One thing I learnt for the past three years is that the most beautiful sight to watch is watching the sun set. Some say it is more beautiful when you watch it with someone you love but I think it's still nice watching it alone. Now I am sitting alone at the park which is not so far from my apartment, crying because the pain is just so unbearable, today after coming from work I planned to surprise my boyfriend cause today makes it a year of us being together, I went to his house but instead of me surprising him he was the one that surprised me, I walked in on him and my close friend making out on the couch, he didn’t look fazed at all instead he just looked at me and said “I prefer someone who can give me what I want”. His words still resounding in my ears. I felt I loved this guy. My surprise for him today was to give myself to him. The reason why we haven’t had sex was I felt I wanted to give my virginity to the right person but no, the idiot was just another asshole. I’m glad nothing happened between us. The pain of being cheated on is not nice at all, it is painful, I gave my all to something and this is what I get in return, so bad I wish my brothers were present now they are the only ones who can give me the comfort I deserve. I looked around me to see a couple on their blanket cuddled together, which lay on the grass as they were cuddling. I wish I had my love. My perfect love. Tears kept streaming down. I don’t even know why I am crying for the asshole but it just hurts a lot right now, I don’t even know what to do. My main aim of coming to the park was to let my feelings out to feel the evening breeze caress my skin to soothe the pain, but I don’t think it’s working at all. “Aunty why are you crying,” I heard a little boy voice beside I turned to my side to notice two boys staring at me while standing by the bench one seem to be around eight years while the other boy lets say three, the older one looked nice with his black hair scattered everywhere and his grey eyes to compliment it, while the younger one also had black hair and blue eyes, blue like the sky he looked quite cute and innocent. “Why do you think I’m crying, darling?” I asked him, paying all my attention to them. The older one looked as if he was scanning me, then smiled. “Your eyes are red, my brother and I have been watching you for quite some time,” he said, which made me look at the younger one. He looked cute. “I’m okay darling, just trying to let out my emotions” I said which made him frown. “Did anyone make you cry” he asked and I nodded “Lets just say my boyfriend cheated on me” I said to the boy. “Sorry, auntie.” “Thanks, darling, so...uh. What’s your name?” I asked him with the best smile I could muster right now. “My name is Vincent, and my little brothers name is Xavier,” he said, smiling widely “That’s good to know, I’m Marina,” I said, stretching my hand to pinch Xavier’s cheeks, which earned me a giggle from him. “Are you guys here alone?” I asked, wondering if they came with their parents. “We are here with Daddy. This is the first time he brought us to the park after a long time, but he had to attend to a call,” Vincent said, smiling so brightly I turned to Xavier to see he was already looking at me “Darling would you like some ice cream?” I asked him, and he nodded vigorously saying “Yes”. “Then let’s get some ice cream,” I say as I stand up from the bench, helping Xavier get down from the bench. We walked to the closest ice cream stand we could find. “So what flavour do you boys like?” I asked them as I faced them, “Chocolate,” Vincent said, and “Vanilla,” Xavier said. I turned to the vendor and said, “You heard the kids,” and he nodded immediately. “Coming right up, ma’am,” he said, then turned to prepare the ice cream. I faced the kids to keep talking to them and then “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY KIDS” I looked up to see the owner of the voice just for me to see a man looking over at me. He was tall and muscular, his muscles tight against the soft material of his shirt, and his sleeves were folded up his forearm showcasing his muscles. His face looked so heavenly with that sharp jawline, mostly trimmed beards adding to his intimidating appearance. I gulped as I stared back into his dark grey eyes that resembled something like an abyss, his eyes glaring at me. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean....”. “Just shut the fuck where do you think you were taking my kids to” He half yelled as I guess he didn’t want to make a scene. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to.....”he cut me off again, “just shut up and get out, “ he said through his gritted teeth to show he was angry. Tears were already in the corner of my eyes threatening to fall. I held them in. My mind is always in chaos whenever someone raises their voice at me. It kind of scares me. I actually don’t know why. “Daddy” I heard Vincent call his father which made both of us look at him but his dad was glaring at him asking him to shut up and the father immediately looked back at me telling me to get out, his voice cold as he stared at me dead in the eyes. I looked back at the kids, holding my tears back perfectly. “Bye Vincent, bye Xavier,” I choked out and walked away as fast as I could. My way home was a blur as I viewed the world with eyes filled with tears.MARINA The living room was a mess of Lego pieces, sketchbooks, and the unmistakable sounds of Xavier and Vincent arguing over who had the better superhero. Again.I lay on the couch, my swollen belly proudly rising beneath Alexander’s old university hoodie, which I’d practically stolen as my own. One leg tucked under me, the other stretched, my feet resting on Alexander’s lap. He was absently massaging them with one hand, eyes on a file he was pretending to read.“Vincent, if your brother hits you with that cape again, I will personally turn into Super Mum and confiscate all gadgets for a week,” I warned half-heartedly.“I didn’t even touch him!” Xavier yelled.“I SAW YOU—” Vincent began, but Alexander raised a brow, and somehow silence followed.Victory.“Your children are wild,” I mumbled to Alexander.He chuckled, brushing his thumb along my ankle. “Our children, mia cara. You’re the queen of this madhouse now.”I smiled, letting my head fall back onto the throw pillow. I loved th
MARINA Pregnancy was nothing like I thought it would be.Some days, I felt like a goddess, glowing skin, hair full and soft, a kind of calm I’d never known settling in my bones. Other days, it was like my body was a battleground. I cried over burnt toast. I fell asleep sitting upright. My back hurt in ways I didn’t think possible, and I swear the baby had chosen my bladder as its personal trampoline.But more than anything, I felt new.Not just because of the tiny life growing inside me, though that was miraculous on its own, but because I was becoming someone else. A mother. A woman loved and wanted so deeply it almost scared me. I used to think love was reckless and selfish. But this? This love, this life Alexander and I were building, it was patient. Intentional.He was there for everything. The nausea, the cravings, and the mood swings made me question if I was losing my mind. He rubbed my feet when they ached, brought me toast at 3 a.m., and learned how to braid my hair when I d
MARINA I sat in the living room with my phone clutched to my chest, the house quiet, Alexander had taken the boys out for ice cream to “celebrate the heartbeat.” His words, not mine.Kayla peeked her head in. “You gonna tell them now?”I nodded, my stomach fluttering.My parents answered on the second ring.“Mamma, Papa… are you sitting down?”The conversation that followed was laughter, tears, a few dramatic gasps from my mother, and more tears. My father, in his typical quiet voice, simply said, “You’ve always had strength, Marina. I’m proud of you.” That alone nearly broke me.After I hung up, I got another call, this time, video. Katie.“Don’t tell me… you’re glowing, aren’t you?” she grinned, eyeing me suspiciously.I smiled like an idiot and turned the phone to my ultrasound photo sitting on the table.Katie gasped so loudly I had to pull the phone away from my ear.“SHUT. UP.”“I cannot.” I laughed. “I’m pregnant.”By the next morning, Katie was on a flight to Ireland. Sh
MARINA The hospital was quiet that morning, too quiet for the buzz of emotions tangled inside me. My palms were damp as I sat on the padded bench outside the ultrasound room, trying to control my breathing. Alexander was next to me, his hand wrapped around mine like a grounding wire.He hadn’t let go of me since we left the house.“You okay?” he asked quietly, leaning closer.I nodded, though my stomach was a riot of nerves. “Just… scared.”Alexander turned his hand over and brought mine to his lips. “Whatever it is, we’re in it together. All the way.”The nurse stepped out and called my name.“Marina Torricelli?”I blinked. The name still jarred me. It wasn’t mine. Not legally, not yet. But it was how Alexander had registered me in the hospital system, as if I already belonged to him.My eyes flicked to him as I stood up.“You did that?” I whispered.He looked at me like I was slow for only just noticing. “Of course I did. You’re mine.”Something about the way he said it, not posses
MARINA Later that week, I resigned from my previous hospital remotely. The weight of that decision was lighter than I expected. I didn’t miss the coldness of it, the impersonal wards, the endless adult cases. My heart had always been with children, their resilience, their honesty, their little fingers wrapping around yours in trust.So, I applied at a small paediatric clinic just ten minutes from the house. It was bright and friendly, and the head doctor remembered me from a conference I once attended. He offered me a place after one meeting, saying they’d been desperate for someone with my experience and gentle nature.My hours were flexible, part-time, to begin with, and I found myself smiling every time I walked through its cheerful walls.It felt like another step forward. Another thread stitching me into this life I never thought I’d have.I don’t know exactly when it started.Maybe it was the third morning in a row I couldn’t get out of bed without the world tilting slightly to
MARINA Sunlight warmed my bare shoulder before I opened my eyes.I shifted slightly under the soft sheets, the scent of Alexander wrapped around me, amber, cedar, and skin. My head was nestled in the crook of his arm, one of his hands still splayed protectively across my lower back, the other tangled in my hair.His breathing was slow. Peaceful. And for once, so was mine.We had fallen asleep like that, bodies tangled, hearts finally quiet.I smiled to myself, eyes still closed.Then I heard it.A gasp. A soft, surprised one.Another tiny voice whispered, much louder than it probably thought it was.“Vinny, is that mummy?”My eyes flew open.At the door stood Vincent and Xavier, both still in their pyjamas, mouths open, eyes wide, clutching onto each other like they’d just seen a ghost. A very naked ghost.“Oh,God,” I whispered, struggling to sit up as the sheets slipped dangerously. “Alex...Alexander...wake up,”He stirred groggily. “What… what is it?”“They’re here.”“Who’s he—?” H
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