Spring, 1994Patricia hummed softly as baby George dozed off in her arms. She cuddled him and walked across the room to lay him down in his cradle bed. She stood by the cradle and watched him as he slept. She was so happy to have him, to be his mother unlike his father.Morris Scott…Patricia remembered the look on his face when she broke the news of her pregnancy to him. He was displeased, very unhappy about it. He didn't even try to hide it and till now, she still wondered why. Was he still angry about what her parents did to him? Did he hate her? She hoped not. She wanted Morris to love her and she was willing to do anything to change his mind about her.She didn't want George to grow in an environment like this, with a father that despised him. That wasn't the future she envisioned for him. George was 3 months old, yet, Morris hardly glanced in his direction, he would rather use 'work' as an excuse to hide his distaste for his new son.She didn't know what else to do to make Morri
Rachel edged closer to the end of the open hallway and waved at Sophia who stood in front of the massive villa, looking confused. Clearly, the villa had too many hallways and Sophia couldn't find her way. Rachel had asked George if he could help her friend enter the villa easily by instructing the bodyguards to give her access. He had done that.Sophia ran to where she was and they hugged each other tightly. She pulled back and slowly moved her gaze over Rachel "You are glowing more since the last time I saw you. I can see they are treating you well.""Of course" Rachel answered "It's good to see you again. Let's go inside""Lord, have mercy" Sophia gasped in wonder when they stepped into the sitting room in George's villa. "Lord, have mercy" she repeated again, making Rachel to burst in laughter."It's amazing, right?" Rachel smiled at her"Are you kidding me?" Sophia stepped forward, moving around the sitting room, her eyes filled with wonder and awe. "It's magnificent. It's terrifi
Rachel searched through the pile of poetry books she got from George's personal library. She couldn't find what she was looking for, it seems George didn't read a lot of poetry. She picked the stack of books and walked over to the book shelf, arranging them just like she met them. To find the type of book she was craving for, she would have to go to the general library of the villa.Murmuring under her breath at the 'extra work', she whirled around and marched to the general library. On getting there, she strolled in and came face to face with George's stepbrother, James Scott who was sitting on a chair, his eyes distant from the open book in front of him. He looked a bit tired and stressed, whatever he was thinking about must be serious because he didn't even notice when she walked over to stand in front of him.Staying at a closer range to him, Rachel noticed the slight frown on his young face. His clenched jaw was also a sign that something serious was bothering him. Rachel stretch
George slowly fixed his tie, watching Rachel as she dropped a cup of lemon infused water on a table. Circling around, she walked over to him and straightened his shirt gently. "You look a bit tired. Are you okay?" He placed his hand on her forehead "Your temperature is slightly high. How do you feel?" "I feel normal, just exhausted" Rachel held his hand and fixed the cufflinks of his sleeves. She paused for a moment and looked up at George "You always have a meeting to attend. Can't we spend some time together?""You want us to spend some time together?" George raised an eyebrow "For real?""Yes, that's not a bad idea""Alright. The meetings will reduce soon as the new product gets launched. But first…" George smiled at her "...Make sure you have some rest. I'll have to take you to our family doctor this weekend for a check-up. Okay?""Sure, that's fine""I have to get going." George grabbed his suit jacket and turned to leave.Rachel caught his arm quickly and held him back. "Are y
"It's nice to see you again, Mr Anderson," Rachel smiled at him, standing in the sitting room of George's villa. Before heading out, George had told her that he would send Mr Anderson to see her in the afternoon so they could talk. "It's good to see you too, Rachel" He remarked and cleared his throat. 'I am still shocked that you married into this family after everything. I thought you said you would stay away from anyone linked to Imperial Hub Limited."Rachel gestured for him to have a seat. "I know it was unexpected. My mother wasn't pleased with my decision, though she is adjusting now. I did it to gain direct access to the company so I could watch everyone by myself." A maid brought a tray of fruits, placed it on a stool beside Mr Anderson and quietly walked out. "I guessed as much…that you were doing it to get access to the company" Mr Anderson replied before mouthing a 'thank you' to her regarding the plate of fruits."I've managed to attend two conference meetings with Geor
"Where are we going?" Rachel sneezed feverishly, her hand grasping tightly to George's hand."To see my personal doctor" He halted and turned to face her. She looked slightly exhausted even though she had slept all night. "I think you're sick, you don't look well""Yea, I noticed I'm so tired these days" Rachel glanced around "Why are we still in the villa if we're going to see your doctor? We're supposed to be heading out""His hospital is inside this compound. At the end of the villa""Wow, that's so cool" Rachel grinned, winking at George who chuckled softly. "So you actually have everything in this huge compound? A magnificent house, a hospital, a massive library, a building used for holding company meetings. Tell me, what else do you have here?""That's all" George responded, smiling at her astonishment."I refuse to believe that's all. There has to be more" Rachel glanced by her side as they walked closer to the hospital "So this personal doctor of yours, how long has been with
Morris Scott paced around his office, fuming angrily as he remembered his encounter with Rachel Reeves a week ago. He glanced up as Judith unbolted the door and walked in with a tray of pineapple juice, blended just the way he liked."What is it this time?" Judith placed the tray on the brown wooden table in front of him. She could see he was angry and he had an impatient expression on his face. "Are you still angry about how George's wife talked to you?""She is so annoying, I can't stand her staying here any longer" Morris barked, his jaw clenching hard. The biggest mistake he made was being so desperate and allowing George to take advantage of him and pick Rachel as his wife. He should have never agreed. Having her around made him remember her father in prison and it made his skin crawl. He should have found another way to fix the company's declining sales back then."But you were the one who agreed to it in the first place…" Judith remarked flatly, glaring at him. She was still tr
George stepped into the bathroom, yanked the soft towel around his waist away and turned on the shower. The cold droplets of water trailed down his hot tingly flesh and he let out a deep sigh of relief. Reaching for a jar of soap and his sponge, he washed himself clean from the day's work.The afternoon meeting session today had to be recorded as the longest meeting of his entire CEO life. He had never been so distracted before. He skipped over important details too many times and asked repetitive questions. George was sure all the board members thought he was either sick or he had lost his mind. All thanks to Rachel Reeves….George rubbed the soap lather around his body slowly and turned on the shower again — reducing it to the lowest level, so he could rinse off the lather slowly. He needed some extra time to get his body under control. His dick was still firm and hard, pointing upwards, refusing to deflate even with the cold shower. George closed his eyes, breathing harshly through