_Meghan Two months had passed since that day Ben came to the mansion. After a week in the hospital, Neon demanded that the doctor discharge me and that he would look after me. He hired a nurse and a doctor that came in twice a week to check on my progress. When we left the hospital, he flew us in his private jet to his private island in Ischia. I tried to make sense of everything that was happening. I spoke less than before, even though I could tell that Martha, my nurse was trying to have small talk in hopes that I would open up about what happened. The only thing on my mind was getting better and leaving this place and never looking back. Neon could find another project to work on. I was done letting man trample all over me.I noticed that Neon did most of his work from home. He only went to the office for work he couldn't delegate. He was probably keeping an eye on his investment. Like Ben had. Tonight he had his supper next to my bed. I hadn't touched my food. "Baby, you have
_Neon Meghan walked back inside the house with a brave face on, but there was a look of pure terror behind her eyes when I told her to terminate the pregnancy. It was full of misery. She was trying so hard to appear unfazed but even the way her shoulders sagged sold her out. I wondered for a second if that meant she was sure that I was the father. In that case, I would rather there was no baby than have a baby get lost in the system once realization sank in. "Oh." she looked shell-shocked and her voice sounded like it was coming from anywhere but her. I must have looked like that the day the doctor told me about her pregnancy. "How far along was she?" I had asked the aging doctor."Eight weeks, if she makes a full recovery, she should be able to carry to term." eight weeks didn't help with anything because that was when we had been intimate and the time the attack had taken place."Are you saying she might not make it?" "She will. But I'm not so sure about the baby. It's too early
_Neon The Oriental Hotel where the Christmas party was being held bustled with Christmas cheer. It was Petrov's annual Christmas party and everything looked like it was from a postcard, a very fancy Christmas postcard. I was sitting on one of the barstools at the bar with some of the executives from the company, enduring a boring conversation. The room was swilling with excitement. For this year's festivities, the party planner had included a live band. It was a time to let loose and forget about all things work-related. I on the other hand was doing anything but letting loose. It had been seven months, two weeks, and a few hours. I was not interested in what was happening at the dance floor and even less interested in the conversation I could not concentrate on. I nodded to the gentleman at the bar and left to take a seat at the far side of the room and watched as the employees of Petrov Ltd blew my money. They were not the only ones blowing it, but they were entitled to it, and w
_Neon Ethan had been home for three weeks now, and each day he was getting more handsome. I spent every hour I could spare with him. The nannies that I had hired said he was a joy to be around. After work, I took him to my study and went over the paperwork with him, explaining to him how the business worked, everything from management to the janitor. I told him that one day, he would be running the Petrov Ltd, and if he was lucky enough his uncles would teach him a thing or two about properties. In our daily talks, I never mentioned anything about Meghan, because sometimes when I looked at Ethan, I saw Meghan's eyes staring back at me. I could not believe we had created such a miracle. I didn't have the strength to have a DNA done to put my mind at ease. If I did and it turned out Ethan was not mine, I wasn't sure I could take another heartbreak. My mind had wondered and Ethan noticed. He started crying, I wasn't sure if he saw the look on my face or because he was tired. A soft
_MeghanI walked into the back of the eatery, today was our first day back since the place got flooded by the water from upstairs. Everything looked as it was before only it was new and better. I took out two cups for me and Dave. Since he had not yet arrived I was by myself in the kitchen. The coffee machine was already on and brewing the magic beans. Francois was the first one to open the shop, he switched on the machine before any of us got to work. I poured myself the steaming liquid and sat down next to the workbench. I leaned back on my chair and stretched, this here, was the best part about the morning ritual. We started our mornings like this, with nothing but coffee and silence. It was always the calm before the storm. "Dollface?" Francois called from the door. I opened my eyes a crack and looked at him, I hadn't heard him come in and had my eyes closed, enjoying the calmness that I was now addicted to. "I didn't hear you come in," I said putting my cup on the workbench in
_Neon Sylvia knocked and entered my office, she looked around the spacious office when she didn't see me at my usual spot. Behind the desk. I was making use of my spacious office. The interior designer had set up a lounging area that I've only used a handful of times. Now that I was sitting on the soft suede-long couch. It was worth the money. "I'm right here, what got you so worked up?" She looked like she had been running. "I didn't see you there," she raised her eyebrow. "I don't think I've ever seen you use that side of the office." I laughed at her comment. She came closer to the couch and looked at the old file in my hands. She brought her hand to my forehead. "Are you sure you're okay, You've been different lately.""Not sure I know what you mean. Mind telling me what was chasing you just now?"Yes. Peter is outside." I must have given her a confused look because she shrugged again. "He says it's urgent.""Old Peter?" she nodded her head. Peter was my accountant and I've bee
_Meghan.The day I came back to work, I walked into the kitchen and found Dave already pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Can I also have some, I'm the one who's late this morning," I said standing at the door. When Dave swung around, I knew he had not expected to see me there from the look on his face but he quickly composed himself.When he walked up to me, he had a grin on and pulled me into a tight hug. I wrapped my hands around his waist and leaned on his chest. He smelled good, smelled like a man. Some days it was harder to stick to my convictions than most, especially when he was brushing my hair in slow strokes like he was now. Making me feel delicate, like a flower."What are you doing here?" He asked in a soft voice above my head. "I had to work, I was gonna go mad if I stayed another day in my flat." I tried pulling away, I was enjoying the attention a bit much and it was making me needy. But he tightened his grip."I was so worried about you. Tonight I'm taking you to my p
_Neon The day Adelita showed up at my office. I knew someone has been feeding her information. "I see you still where I left you." She said as soon as she stepped inside my office. "Adelita," I said as I got up to kiss her cheeks. "You are a hard woman to find.""I'm sure if you looked hard enough you would have found me." She shot back. "What brings you to London?" I kept my eyes on her face as I took my seat again opposite her. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I should drop in and say hi, seeing how you've been looking for me." She was amused by my failures to find her. "Neighborhood huh?" That was a load of bullshit. But I thought it was better to indulge her. "How are you finding our humble neighborhood?"Anyone listening to would never have guessed we were man and wife. We were just two total strangers. "It's okay, maybe too dull for my liking." No lie there. "What brings you here Adelita?" I asked seriously. "Can't a wife come and see her husband without a reason?