(Stephen's POV)"How do I look?" I asked Antonio as I checked myself out in front of the large mirror. Antonio gave me a lopsided grin and his lips twitched, clapping his hands together in awe."Wow! You look spectacular," he complimented and I smiled at the mirror. He leaned forward to straighten my white shirt and blue pants. "Thank you, Antonio.""You look like a groom on his wedding day," he added as three knocks landed on the metallic door."Check who is at the door." He darted to the entrance, clicked the door open as he twisted the knob, and turned his neck 180° back to me."They are your dressing maids.""Let them in," I ordered and he ushered two sexy figures cladded in bikinis and red high heels into the room.They sashayed magnificently toward me as one of them who was holding my tuxedo tilted her body closer to mine and gave me a light kiss on the lips. The second maid leaned closer to me and pecked my forehead also. I did not reciprocate much. I only cupped their small b
(Kendall's POV)I was applying a lotion on Laura's body when a message from an unknown number popped up in my phone's notification bar. 'That could be from that woman beater.' I thought as I opened the message.My heart almost skipped a bit when I found out that the sender - who I had thought would be - did not send his address but was requesting my address instead. As I read further, my body became calm when I saw "From Antonio, The Personal Assistant of Stephen DeLaCruz".I turned to Gabriella who was preparing tea for us in the demarcated kitchen. "Mum, I just received a message from his P. A and he is requesting our address. Do you advise that I forward it to him?""Who is that mummy?" Laura asked as she put on her panties herself."Why do you sound like you are shy and afraid, Ken?""No, it's just that-" I stammered.She stopped stirring the tea and fixed her eyes on me. "You are being scared, daughter. No tengas miedo. No one would cause you any harm as long as I am here and I
(Stephen's POV)Staying in prison for more than two days was not what I had expected. I was so furious when the Mexican Policeman said the reason for my arrest was connected to me beating Kendall.They claimed they'd sentence me to court the following day and the government would take over everything I inherited from my dad.Two days ago, when the policemen placed the handcuffs on my wrists and pushed me into their vehicles, I thought Antonio would do something to bail me out instantly. However, I was shocked when the clock hanging above the celda gate read fifty hours. What was taking Antonio too long to bail me out or bribe the policemen?The fury overwhelmed me and I vowed to deal with him whenever I was out. Taking a bitter nap on the bug-infested bed that was in the cell, I was awoken by the clanging sound of metals. I stretched myself cladded in the baggy orange trouser and t-shirt that the Mexican government bestowed on me.The middle-aged prison officer who looked as though h
(Kendall’s POV)“Please Kendall, you are the only one that can save us from losing our fortunes and humiliation,” he pleaded for mercy and was about to go on his knees,As he was about to reach the ground, I clutched his shoulder and pulled him up. It was not right in the Mexican tradition and culture to let someone who was older than you to bow for you when they needed your assistance on something. Gabriella taught me all that when I arrived in Mexico.Then I thought about it, if anything happened to Stephen, surely it would affect me too. Who would want to marry someone with three kids already? Who would employ me without submitting my credentials and qualifications? Even if I intended to become a slut, how would I give my kids quality lives and give them great attention?“Perhaps you have been thinking that Esteban will not be a responsible father to your kids, so I want you to put your mind at rest. He is someone who loves kids and he really wants to have one.“I promise you that h
(Kendall's POV)After Antonio insisted that Gabriella and Laura stayed in the mansion till we came back from the police station, I vehemently declined and when he offered to take them home himself, I accepted and thanked him a lot for the kind gestures.Throughout the journey back home, Gabriella's eyeballs were asking a lot of questions and I was not in a good shape to answer or give her a befitting reply. I kept pondering about so many things happening as I sat beside her near the window. How could I bring myself to tell her that the person I was about to marry was arrested for violence and was in police custody?As Antonio drove at an average speed and accelerated with caution at intervals, I almost shoved my head out of the window as Gabriela placed her right on my folded palms. She could feel the anxiety that burned through me and she wanted me to be comfortable.Then, I started to think about Stephen and everything his P. A told me hours ago. One should not really judge a book b
(Kendall's POV)I was about to search for Antonio when he appeared behind me and snapped his fingers in front of my eyeballs. I was taken back and I almost collapsed onto my knees when he swiftly pulled me up.I clutched my heart and gasped for breath. "Where have you been, sir? I was about to look everywhere for you," I managed to ask."You can just call me, Antonio. Calling me sir here and there makes me feel like I am an old person when I am just forty," he cracked the joke and both of us burst into a peal of laughter."Alright, Antonio," I chuckled."Wow! That is it... Even you see that the name sounds sweeter in your mouth," he teased."Thank you." I didn't even know why I was thanking him."Well, I went to use the public toilet situated beside the corner over there," he said and I thought of telling him about the lady I had seen earlier."Antonio, there is something I want to tell you about?" I told him and he furrowed his eyebrows, paying attention to me."What is that about? Wh
(Stephen's POV)Getting home in fury only to discover my dressing maids plus some others were gone because of a text from an anonymous person added to my rage. I paced around the room and came to a standstill in front of the big mirror, reiterating the questions that have been resident in my head since I got back hours ago."What is all this happening to me now?""Why was Kendall with Antonio at the station looking all weak also?"Thinking about what Kendall did to me, my anger reignited and I banged my fists on the dressing table. My head was fucked up and I wished Antonio was here to answer all of my questions. Was Kendall, not the person who informed the police of the ordeal? Was she at the station to see the anguish on my face?Perhaps she had thought there would be one on my face. I scoffed and muttered silently, smiling mischievously at the mirror. If that was what she was thinking, then she failed! I would not give her an easy way out.Then my mind drifted back to the anonymou
(Jessica's POV)After Stephen found out about my secret ordeals with other men, he called off the engagement. I could still remember the brokenness and anger painted all over his face that sunny afternoon. His personal assistant never did like me, for him I was with Stephen because of his money.He had constantly bugged Stephen with talks about how insincere and mischievous I looked. I got to find out all this through the front desk secretary who at times was annoyingly trying to gain favor with me."How could you?" Stephen said while throwing a brown envelope at me as he stormed into the bedroom."You are back too early. Is everything okay?" Or didn't you leave for work?" I asked confusedly.Still with rage in his eyes and pointing towards the brown envelope now on the floor. "So this is the urgent thing you had to attend to during the weekend?"Still confused.Pick up the damn envelope! He hurled angrily.Pulling out the content of the envelope, I was shocked by the bone marrow. "How