"I will get us drinks". Gerald said once they were in his apartment.
"Don't bother, I don't feel like drinking anything yet". Victoria replied as her eyes hovered around his apartment."Alright, at least make yourself comfortable". He said as he beckoned her to a seat in his living room."Thanks". She said and took the seat, and he settled himself in the same seat."You have a lovely apartment ". She said."Thanks". He replied and then took her hands in his, "you've no idea how happy you've made me tonight Toria. I love you so much and only wish I could kiss you right now". He said looking into her eyes softly.Victoria blushes before meeting his gaze again, "What are you waiting for?" She whispered huskily.Gerald smiles as he places her hands on his shoulders and slid his arm around her waist scooping her against his body. Then his lips where on hers, gently grazing, not forcing, allowing her a choice of accepting his kiss or evading it. Victoria's lips parted in surrender as his mouth sought and found hers. She closed her eyes as Gerald deepened the kiss, her mind became flooded with vibrant sensation and invaded all her deeply nursed defences against him. She felt his hands slide inside her dress, caressing her bare skin just above her breast. Surprisingly, she liked the feeling and moved her body against his in deliberate incitement, recklessly uncaring of any consequences, but in that instant he took his mouth away from hers and she opened her eyes to meet his."I'm not going to hurt you darling ", he began softly, "or do anything you don't want. Just tell me if ever you want me to stop". He concluded and immediately his lips trailed to her neck and made butterfly kisses and then to her throat."I think...i think you should stop". Victoria stammered. He looked at her shocked by her sudden change of mind as he could swear she was just as well enjoying it as he was. Did he say or do something wrong?"Victoria, is something wrong?" He asked, but she gets up, adjust her dress hurriedly, "I don't think I can do this now". She said finally and sped off.Once Victoria Morgan got to her apartment, the tears she has been holding back all the way down to her apartment came flooding down her face. She dropped heavily on her couch in the living room and weep her eyes out. Barely few minutes later, she hears a knock on her door. She opens it to reveal her predicament in flesh and blood. Nelson stood before her, staring deep into her eyes."Why did you follow me? " She managed to say amidst tears."Why did you leave? " he asked instead, "I was never going to hit you back. I am never going to hurt you".Victoria remembers how his face had looked like when she slapped him hard on the face. "It's over between us Nelson". She said as she gave him the ring he had engaged her with. "It's over".He collects the ring and grins, "Don't be silly. Whether you wear this ring or not Toria, you're mine. Forever and always"."No, I don't belong to you". She retorted.He laughs, "Come home with me darling. You and I know you'll never meet anyone like me"."Get out of my house! " She screams at him."Victoria... "He begins to say, but she bangs the door shut at him. "If I can't have you, no one else will. You can't get rid of me, you had better just kill yourself. You're mine. Mine! Forever and always". He shouts at the top of his voice.Victoria shakes her head violently to get the thoughts of Nelson out of her as she sits in her car outside Gerald's apartment. She hated how Nelson kept creeping in her head. The memories of their relationship were messing with her mind and spinning her head. She was over him, and haven't seen him for almost a year. But somehow he still ruled her thoughts and invade her dreams. And now was interfering with her future. She thought as she wondered what Gerald would be thinking after she ran off like a weirdo. Gerald was obviously the opposite of Nelson. He was a true gentleman, and she really feels like she can trust him. He was the type of man she needed in her life, but what she doubted was if she was the right woman for him. She had so many baggages from her past relationship to deal with, before she can embrace something new. The universe was presenting her a second chance at love. Was she going to throw all that over a traumatic past relationship?Gerald opens his door and was surprised to see Victoria. "You came back? "He said slowly."I'm sorry I left". She said, " I love you Gerald"."I love you too". He smiled as he scooped her off her feet and hugged her gently against his chest as he headed towards his bedroom.The air inside the courtroom was thick with tension. Every seat was filled, and the atmosphere buzzed with anticipation. Reporters sat at the back, cameras ready to capture the moment.Victoria’s heart pounded as she scanned the room in search of Gerald. She hadn't seen or spoken with him ever since that day he left.Mildred. Bianca. Becca.They were all seated around her, to give moral support.And then—her eyes landed on Gerald, sitting way behind in the courtroom, he looked so unkempt with overgrown beard.My heart, went out to him. But for now we were all here to witness the downfall of Nelson Brown.This was it.The end of Nelson Brown.At the defendant’s table, Nelson sat motionless, his jaw clenched. His once-powerful presence had diminished—no longer the untouchable crime lord he once was. He had lost weight, his face was gaunt, and his expensive suit did nothing to hide the desperation in his eyes.But it wasn’t over yet.The prosecution was just getting started.The attorne
Nelson Brown sat in the small, dimly lit common area of the prison, staring at the old television bolted to the wall.His hands tightened into fists as the news anchor repeated the words."Sources say this footage directly contradicts previous statements given by officials tied to the case, raising questions about a possible cover-up. Nelson Brown, currently serving time for—"The cup in Nelson’s hand shattered against the floor.The entire room fell silent.The other inmates knew better than to speak when Nelson was angry.A guard approached cautiously. “Brown. You good?”Nelson slowly turned his head, his expression terrifyingly calm. “Phone call. Now.”The guard hesitated—then nodded, leading him to the secured phone.Nelson punched in the number with controlled precision.It rang once. Twice.Julian picked up."You have something to tell me?" Nelson’s voice was low, lethal.Julian kept his tone neutral. “You saw the news.”“I did. And I want to know who the hell betrayed me.”Juli
Victoria opened the door just enough for Julian to slip inside.The room was dark except for the faint glow of the bedside lamp. She glanced toward the bed—Gerald and Cherish still fast asleep.She turned to Julian. “You said we need to talk.”Julian studied her, his expression unreadable. “Yeah,” He exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on the door handle. “Nelson wants you dead. All of you. Including your daughter.” Her breath hitched. “Why are you telling me this?”"Because I can't bring myself to follow through with his orders." Julian answered."Then help me stop him." Victoria pleaded.A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. “You think it’s that simple?” He took a step closer, lowering his voice. “You don’t understand the kind of man Nelson is. The kind of power he still has.”“I understand just fine,” Victoria shot back. “But I also know you hesitated.”Julian’s eyes flickered.“If you were really as far gone as Nelson thinks you are,” she continued, “we wouldn’t be having this conv
Victoria’s breath hitched.The weight of Gerald’s words settled over her like a suffocating blanket. The cameras. The interrogation room. The truth recorded in grainy, inescapable footage.She gripped the sheets beneath her, her heart pounding so hard it threatened to crack her ribs.“Victoria?” Gerald’s voice was steady, but his eyes were sharp, searching her face. “You okay?”No. She wasn’t.Because if they got access to those tapes, Nelson’s threat would be undeniable. It would be proof—hard evidence that he was still pulling strings from behind bars.But it wouldn’t be all it revealed.Her body stiffened at the memory, shame crawling up her spine like a cold, unwelcome touch.The way Nelson had backed her into a corner. The way she had let herself get lost, let herself fall.She couldn’t let Gerald see that.“I—I don’t know if that’s the best idea,” she stammered, forcing herself to look away. “Even if we get the footage, who’s to say it won’t get buried? Nelson has people in his
The car ride to the daycare was filled with tense silence. Gerald gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white, his jaw clenched in unspoken frustration. Becca sat in the backseat with Victoria, her hand resting over Victoria’s in quiet reassurance.Victoria barely noticed.Her thoughts were consumed by one name.Nelson.She knew him too well. This wasn’t a coincidence. It wasn’t bad luck. It was him.Her heart pounded as she thought of Cherish, of what could have happened if they had been home.Gerald suddenly slammed his palm against the wheel, breaking the silence."This doesn't make sense!" he burst out. "Why would someone do this? Who the hell would want to burn our home down?"Victoria pressed her lips together, looking out the window. She wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him. But how?Would he even believe her?Nelson was behind bars. To Gerald, he was already dealt with, out of their lives. But Victoria knew he still had power. She had felt his influen
Victoria’s phone buzzed against the table, cutting through the low hum of the café. She glanced at the screen—Becca.Frowning, she picked up. "Hey, Becca, what’s—""Victoria! Where are you?" Becca’s voice was frantic, breathless."Why?" she questioned."Your apartment—it's on fire!" Becca screamed with terror in her voice.Victoria’s heart slammed against her ribs. "What?""I-I don’t know how it happened, but it’s bad! The whole building is up in flames—firefighters just arrived, but it’s spreading fast!"The world tilted.Victoria's fingers clenched around the phone, her breath hitching in disbelief."Is Cherish with you?" Becca asked with panic."She’s at daycare," Victoria quickly reassured her. "She’s safe. And Gerald's here with me."But nothing felt safe anymore.Victoria shot up from her seat, nearly knocking over her coffee. Gerald looked at her in alarm. "What’s wrong?"She could barely get the words out. "Our apartment… it's on fire."Gerald’s face went pale. "What?""We hav
Victoria sat in the quiet café, her fingers tapping anxiously against the wooden table as she stared at her phone. The moment Mildred left, she knew what she had to do. No more hiding. No more lying. Gerald deserved the truth, even if it shattered everything they were trying to rebuild.She took a deep breath and dialed his number.It rang twice before he answered. “Hey, sweetheart.” His voice was warm, familiar, and it sent a pang of guilt through her.“Gerald,” she said, her voice steady but tense. “Can you meet me at the café? I need to talk to you.”A pause. Then, “Is everything okay?”Victoria hesitated. “Just come. Please.”Another pause. Then, “I’ll be there in twenty.”She hung up and exhaled, trying to prepare herself for what she was about to do.No more games, Victoria. Just the truth.Twenty minutes later, Gerald walked through the door. He spotted her immediately, his expression unreadable as he approached. Dressed in his usual crisp button-down and dark slacks, he looked
Victoria sat in the corner of a quiet café, her fingers absently stirring the cappuccino in front of her. She had barely taken a sip, her mind too restless, her stomach too unsettled.The weight of last night’s dream lingered, thick and suffocating, and she knew she couldn’t keep it bottled up any longer. That's why she had called Mildred, and set up a meeting here.She needed advice, and maybe Mildred could give her. She was the only one out of her friends fully involved int the mess Nelson created.A few minutes later, the door swung open, and Mildred stepped inside, her sharp eyes scanning the café before landing on Victoria. She approached with that same effortless confidence, sliding into the chair across from her.“You sounded urgent on the phone,” Mildred said, raising a brow. “What’s going on?”Victoria hesitated. Now that she was here, she wasn’t sure where to start.Mildred leaned back, crossing her arms. “Does this have to do with Nelson?”Victoria let out a slow breath. “I
Nelson sat on the edge of his narrow cot, elbows resting on his knees, fingers interlocked. The dim fluorescent light buzzed above, casting sharp shadows across the cold, gray walls of his cell.His recent meeting with Victoria still haunted him. How could she say those words to her? Has she forgotten who he was?"You’re done. You’re nothing."His jaw clenched. His hands balled into fists.She thought she had won.She thought she could walk away, rebuild her perfect little life, and leave him to rot in this cage."You lose."The hell he did.A slow, dark smile curved his lips as an idea formed in his mind.Nelson stood, cracking his neck before stepping toward the cell bars. He spotted one of the new inmates—scrawny, nervous, desperate. The type who’d do anything for protection.Perfect."Hey, kid," Nelson murmured, leaning against the bars. The young man looked up, wary."You want to make yourself useful?" Nelson continued, his voice smooth, deceptively calm. "Do me a little favor, a