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"Yes, but I never got the chance to confess to your mommy. I only admired her from afar, and when I finally decided to confess, I was unexpectedly taken away from school," Mikhail complained, a hint of sadness in his expression."That's bad," Alexis sympathized, feeling sorry that the love story between his mom and Mikhail had been left unfinished."But it's alright. When I visit next time, I'll make sure to ask your mom to marry me!" Mikhail declared confidently."Hooray! Mom is getting married! I'll have a daddy!" Alexis cheered."Shh! Remember, keep it a secret, okay? Don't tell anyone, not even your mom," Mikhail cautioned, placing a finger to his lips."I promise I won't!" Alexis vowed, and Mikhail affectionately patted his head."You're such a good boy," Mikhail praised with a warm smile.As Alexis and Mrs. Penelope entered the hospital, Mikhail headed towards his car.By the time Alexis had finished his ice cream, and he eagerly ran to his mom."Mom! Can I see the baby? Please,
"No…please. Give me a few more minutes, I'm not ready yet," a young feminine voice pleaded, feeling her skin crawl underneath the lustful gaze of an old man, who had a big fat belly, ugly face, bead eyes, and hairless head.His lustful smile in the multi-colored dimmed-up room made him look spooky and disgusting for her eyes, causing her to shudder in fear as he pressed his swollen tummy on hers."This is the third time you've said that within the past forty minutes, Aysel," he said, whilst tracing her perfect round cheek with his short fat fingers, moving down to her nape and then towards her plump little boobs. "We agreed on a deal so don't go back on your words, my love. You know the consequences you will encounter if you dare to," he reminded her coaxingly with a wide grin plastered on his wrinkled face, revealing his yellow to brownish sickening teeth.Aysel immediately felt the urge to throw up right on his face but on second thoughts, she couldn't afford to ruin their deal.Sh
The following morning, Aysel slowly regained consciousness, her long lashes fluttering open to the gentle glow of morning rays caressing her face.Aysel felt a throbbing pain shoot into her head once she tried to sit upright on the bed making her wince in pain."Ouch" She grimaced, stroking her aching head. She couldn't remember where she had hit her head previously but the pain was almost unbearable."Why is my head aching so badly? Did I bump it somewhere?" She muttered. Slowly, she felt conscious of her surroundings. Her eyes glanced around at the room she was in. She was greeted by an unfamiliar room of undeniable opulence.Elegance and luxury adorned every surface with a regal presence, from the ornate golden chandelier casting a soft, enchanting glow, to the sumptuous furnishings that whispered lots of riches and status.She knew she had never been there before, It was a stark contrast to her humble abode back at home, as if she had stepped into a realm of lavishness and extrava
THREE MONTHS LATER... "Aysel, my dear, please come downstairs for breakfast. Today is your college graduation, and yet here you are, still in bed, fast asleep. When will you start acting like a responsible adult?" A motherly voice complained. Her voice resonated in the peaceful home, where only a mother and daughter duo resided, creating a warm and loving atmosphere. "Mom, please let me sleep a little longer. I promise I'll come down for breakfast in thirty minutes," Aysel's drowsy voice responded to her mother's complaining tone. "That's what you said earlier, Aysel. You need to see the doctor. You've been feeling tired and sleepy for a few weeks now, and I'm concerned that you might be getting sick. Once you've had your breakfast, we'll go see Dr. Andrew for some tests and a check-up. You don't seem well to me." Camellia said, feeling concerned about her daughter's health."I'm not sick Mom, I am just tired due to the stress in college, and the exams we wrote were like hell but t
"Mrs. Aysel Brown, congratulations! You are two months pregnant!" he exclaimed, extending his hand to congratulate Aysel. However, his hand was left hanging in mid-air, as Aysel hesitated to reciprocate the gesture.A small frown briefly appeared on Dr. Andrew's face, but he quickly dismissed it, redirecting his hand towards Camellia instead. Yet, his attempt to engage Camellia was met with a harsh glare, indicating her displeasure about the unexpected news so he slowly retracted his hand and took a seat back on his chair. "What do you mean by my daughter is pregnant, Dr. Andrew?" she asked, struggling to accept the sudden and unexpected news the doctor shared.Dr. Andrew's response was cheerful, and he seemed oblivious to Camellia's disbelief. "Isn't it wonderful news, Mrs. Brown? You're going to be a grandmother!" he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.However, Camellia's reaction was far from what Dr. Andrew had expected. Instead of being overjoyed, she gave him a deadpan glare,
In a room that looked like it hadn't been arranged in days, the floral-designed bedsheets were roughly kept on the single-sized bed. Pink and blue colors decorated the wall of the room giving off a feminine kind of vibe with the huge Teddy Bear placed on the bed. A make-up table and a wardrobe which had pictures of great celebrities and musicians of the occupying individual. A little club light hung up on the ceiling and a boom player was placed at the side of the room.The whole interior exuded an air of teenage to young adult typical kind of room.But the air in the room had drastically changed with the mother and daughter pair seated on the bed but in a heated discussion. "Mother, I promise it was done for a good reason. I did not mean to do such but I had to." Aysel cried out, tears flowing out her Hazel Brown eyes as she clutched onto her mother's dress, desperately begging her to believe what she said."Then tell me what made you take such a drastic decision, Aysel. Wasn't
****A taxi unhurriedly drove through an estate driveway, stopping at the front of a towering black gate. A young girl with wavy Dark Brown hair tied in a ponytail and Hazel Brown eyes stepped out of the taxi. She was dressed in blue jeans and a gray top neatly tucked into her pants which enlightened her curves, paired with a black sneakers shoe. She dragged her feet on the ground as she dazedly went to the taxi window and tipped the driver as she whispered... "Thanks, Mr.Fred," she said with a subtle smile on her delicate features which now looked pale."Anytime Young Mrs. Brown." The driver known as Mr.Fred said with a gentle and understanding smile. He had known Aysel for some time now and all the rides he had had with her she was always cheerful, having something to talk about. But he had never seen her so quiet and low-spirited during a lift.She was lost in her inner thoughts all through the ride, making him wonder what bothered her. He asked what was wrong with her change
That was how easily Aysel could get tired and sleep for long hours.......… "Mama, please! I don't want to go to school!" pleaded a young boy of around five years old, his wavy, short brown hair bouncing as he darted around the spacious sitting room. Seeking refuge, he scurried behind the grand golden dining chairs, attempting to evade his determined mother."Alexis, come back here! It's time for your bath, and you have exams today," called out a young woman with a similar shade of brown hair, neatly tied up in a bun. She wore a simple, flowing dress, but her face showed signs of exhaustion. She had been chasing after the mischievous little rascal for several minutes now, but he adamantly refused to comply, insisting that he didn't want to go to school. "I don't want to! I hate my teacher! She always pulls my ear and calls me a naughty boy, even when I haven't done anything wrong!" he exclaimed in a frustrated, childlike tone, as he emerged from his hiding spot only to swiftly move