“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.
View MoreI sat in the luxurious room my husband called his study, sunlight filtered through the stained window panes; around me, almost every piece of design here was gold, the mosaic on the wall was gold, the shelves had golden handles and golden design, the chair I sat in, and other furnitures and accessories in here. I sighed my husband is a wealthy, multi-billionaire CEO, who had companies all over the world, (including Africa), but here I sat, resentful, even with all the splendor around me.
I had been married to my husband for a month now, we slept in the same room, on the same bed, but kept reasonable distance, not that he is bad-looking or anything, in fact he is a sight to behold, I had never seen a man as handsome as he is, is just that I had been married to him, by my parents, who would never want to miss an opportunity to get their daughter married to a wealthy CEO “Good morning” came a deep voice, I whirled towards towards to the sound of the voice, there he was. Standing at the wall was none other than my husband, Arthur Stone, at twenty-five, Arthur Stone was the epitome of a well-endowed man, his dark hair fell to his temples and he raked a hand through it, his blue eyes were like a calm sea, he had good lips. I nodded choosing not to reply, Arthur didn’t utter any more word, he opened the glass that led to the balcony and stared at the bustling city of Los Angeles. I watched as the wind tossed his long dark hair, he leaned against the railing staring ahead. This was how our marriage had been, we acted like strangers forced to stay together, and in some way that was true. Arthur shoved his hand into his pocket and fished out his phone and made a call, I watched him give series of nods, then he cut the call, and turned, he brushed past me and slammed the door closed. I frowned, he was acting weirdly lately, he rarely came home and when he came it would be very late, I closed the novel I was reading and went to my room, we had our rooms, why we were sleeping in the same room? I really don’t know, maybe it was because of our parents threat to give them grand children after three months, I was already prepared to lie that I was barren, but a test had been conducted on me and Arthur and we were confirmed okay to have children. I changed my clothes and brushed my hair when a knock on my door made me jump, “Come in” I yelled and Arthur’s butler Pedro, came in, he lowered his head. “Someone is here to see you Ma’am” he said and walked out. I sighed, I really didn’t want to see anyone. I walked to the enormous hall to see my mother waiting, her eyes lit up when she saw me. “Morgan, look how you have changed, you look more like a woman, I guess Arthur is taking care of you” she said and I rolled my eyes, yes I was provided with luxury clothes and almost anything I want at my disposal, but I hated it. “Mom!” I complained, “What are you doing here” “Where is the baby?” She asked, ignoring my question and i scowled. “Not yet?, what did I tell you?, don’t tell me you’ve not done it before, Morgan, I know you” my mom said. “It’s none of your business, mom” I retorted, “And we are not ready yet” My mom glared at me, studying me, trying to see any falsetto in what I just said. “Fine, I will have a word with Mrs. Stone, where is your husband?” My mom asked. “Out” I replied curtly, and my mom stared at me before walking out. I clenched my fists, stormed to the bedroom and crashed onto the bed, my hand touched something and I picked it; it was a note: Just bought a new Tesler, if you feel like cruising, you can use it, it’s yours anyway I glanced at the note again, surprised. Arthur had bought me a new Tesler? The dude was way too nice, I got up from the bed and skipped happily, I loved flashy cars, and he, buying a car for me, made my view of him change, I tapped in the code on a panel and the garage opened, sitting among the fleet of cars was a brand new red Tesler, I grinned and grabbed the car keys from a compartment on the wall beside where the car was parked. I opened the door and slipped in, I started the engine and the car roared to life, grinning I spun the wheel and sped off. * * * When I came back, it was already dark, I entered the bedroom to find Arthur on his side sleeping, I frowned, Arthur was never usually this early, I sat opposite him and took of my shoes. After a steamy shower, I came out of the bathroom to find Alex dressing up, he took of his shirt and I stared in awe. Alex had never took of his shirt in front of me, his chest was well defined and chiseled, his stomach was flat and had their complete eight-pack, he caught me staring and quickly put on another shirt, he brushed back his long hair and headed for the door. “Are you going out this late?” I asked and he stopped at the door, his hand on the door knob. “Yes, I have something to attend to” came his deep voice. “Business?” I pressed, he turned and raised a brow, his blue eyes darkened, “When did you start asking questions?” I stood up and glared at him, “I deserve to know” “You deserve to know?” he barked out a laugh, “Really? Who do think you are?” He said coldly, his voice laced with ice. I almost blurted out “your wife” but held my tongue Fine! Go to hell I mused as he slammed the door, I lay back on the bed and stared at the door. The usual warm bad felt drafty and cold, sighing I turned off the lights and fell asleep. * * * I woke feeling weary, I turned to the other side, the bed was still empty, sighing I stood up walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I did my hair into a ponytail and wore a back and gold designer dress, I stared at myself in the mirror and scowled, the figure staring back at me was looking too expensive for my liking, my blond hair shone from the hair cream I put on it, on my neck was a golden, diamond studded necklace which would have probably cost millions, the dress I wore was the latest trend and from a famous brand too. I put on hiking boots and walked to the garage, my Tesler sat at a corner, looking spotless, I had ordered Pedro not to wash the car, I wanted something to look normal not flashy here, for once, but the stupid butler had went ahead to wash it, I checked the compactment on the garage wall for the keys and brought it out and opened the car and started the engine, it roared to life and I drove off slamming my foot on the gas, I hated slow driving, I was all about fast and furious, I parked in front of my best friend house, since I got married to Arthur, I haven’t visited my friend, she sure would be preparing some cheeseburgers now, grinning, I knocked on the door, no one answered, I raised my hand to knock again when the door swung inward and the grinning face of my friend came into view. “Jeez Morgan, you didn’t tell me” she said and I smiled. “It wasn’t necessary” I said and she stared at me like I was crazy. “It wasn’t necessary?” She echoed, do you know who your husband is, he is one of the richest business man in the whole of America, come on girl let’s go in, and we’ll gist more” she said and I smiled when we walked into her modest abode. Her house made me remember my own home, I hated ever splendor and the shine of gold that greeted me when I returned to our house. “So” Brielle said, “Did you guys have sex” she asked and I glared at her in shock. “Jeez, Brielle, I don’t like him, he is so arrogant and cocky” I said and Brielle raised a brow. “He just bought a Tesler for you” Brielle noticed and I shrugged. “Out of obligation, maybe?” I said “Maybe!” Brielle repeated, “Why don’t you ask for a divorce if you so hate your marriage” I glared at her, “It’s too early Brielle, give me a year, I can assure you that I will work my way out the marriage” I said. But I was so wrong .Sage arrived unannounced, her presence instantly changing the atmosphere in our home. I had never met her before, but I knew of her. Arthur had spoken of her a few times, in that casual way you mention an old friend from childhood who had drifted away over the years. But now, seeing her in person, I could feel something wasn’t right. She didn’t come here just to catch up.She was beautiful, of course. The kind of beauty that seemed effortless—sleek dark hair, sharp green eyes, and a certain confidence that came with knowing you could get what you wanted. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t just here to say hello.Arthur greeted her with the usual politeness, but I could sense the awkwardness in the way he stood, the slight stiffness in his movements. He didn’t seem thrilled to see her, and I wondered why.Sage smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Arthur,” she said smoothly, “it’s been too long.”Arthur nodded, stepping back to let her inside. “Yeah, it has,” he replied, his
When the police arrived and dragged Vladimir away, I could barely stand. My legs felt unsteady, and I leaned against the nearest wall, my mind spinning. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling at that moment—relief, exhaustion, or just pure shock. But I was safe, and that’s all that mattered now.Arthur was beside me in seconds, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. His face was tense, and I could see the worry in his eyes, but his presence helped calm the whirlwind in my head.“Are you okay?” he asked quietly, his voice rough from the earlier fight. He had never looked so worn out, but there was a softness in the way he looked at me that made me feel a little more grounded.I nodded, not trusting myself to say much. The events of the night were still swirling in my head, and my body ached from the struggle. Vladimir’s twisted words echoed in my mind, but I shook them off. He was gone now, arrested, and wouldn’t hurt me again. At least, not physically.Arthur wrapped his arm around me, pul
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me. The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go. Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me.The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go.Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to this,
It was just supposed to be a normal day.I had meetings lined up back-to-back, all centered on the business expansion, the kind of thing that normally took my focus. But ever since Vladimir had started lurking in the shadows, my mind wasn’t where it should be. Even when I was in those boardrooms, listening to presentations, signing off on contracts, my thoughts were somewhere else. My thoughts were with Morgan.I hadn’t wanted to leave her alone, not even for a few hours, but she had insisted. “Arthur, you’ve got work to do. I’m fine. Besides, the security team is here.” Her smile had been soft, reassuring, but it hadn’t eased the knot in my chest.But now, as I sat there in the middle of another meeting, my phone buzzed on the table. I glanced down at it, expecting it to be a routine email or a message from one of my assistants. Instead, my heart stopped.It was a text from one of my security guys.**Morgan is gone.**I didn’t even bother with an explanation. I stood up, ignoring the
The air felt thick with tension, even though I was sitting in our cozy living room, sunlight streaming through the windows. I could tell something was off the moment Arthur walked in. He didn’t have to say anything—his jaw was clenched, and the way he was pacing made it clear. Something was wrong."Arthur," I called softly from the couch, my hand resting on my small but growing belly. “What is it?”He stopped, turning to look at me. His face was hard, but his eyes softened when they landed on me. Still, I could see the storm brewing behind them. “Vladimir knows,” he said simply, his voice low and tense.I froze. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. “Knows what?”Arthur’s gaze dropped to my belly, and that was all the answer I needed. My hand instinctively tightened around my bump, protectively.“How…?” I asked, though deep down I knew it didn’t matter. Vladimir had eyes everywhere. Of course, he would find out. I just wasn’t ready to face the reality of it.Arthur sat down besid
It hit me like a wave—a slow, creeping realization that didn’t make sense at first, but then everything suddenly clicked. The nausea, the exhaustion, the weird cravings… and the missed period. I sat there, staring at the little test in my hand, the two lines clear as day. Pregnant.I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, just staring, but it felt like time had frozen. My heart was racing, and a hundred thoughts were running through my head. I wasn’t ready for this, was I? I mean, Arthur and I had been through so much already—fighting assassins, dodging Vladimir’s endless schemes, and barely managing to stay alive some days. And now… a baby?The front door creaked open, and I quickly shoved the test into my bag. Arthur walked in, his eyes immediately locking onto me. He was always so attuned to everything I did, like he could read my emotions even before I knew what I was feeling. Today was no different.“Morgan?” he asked, his voice full of concern. “Are you okay? You look pale.”I tried
Everything felt off. Even though we were back in the city, the tension hadn’t eased. In fact, it had gotten worse. Every shadow seemed to move, every sound felt like a warning. Arthur and I couldn’t relax. We were always looking over our shoulders, waiting for something bad to happen. The last few days had been a blur. We barely had time to catch our breath after escaping the forest. Vladimir had already sent his assassins after us once, and now we were back in the city, knowing full well he wasn’t going to stop. The man was ruthless, and he wanted Arthur gone.We holed up in the small apartment Arthur’s friend let us stay in. It wasn’t much, but it was safe. For now, anyway. The apartment was plain, with a couch and a small table, but the important part was that it wasn’t our place. Vladimir wouldn’t know where to find us here. At least, that’s what I hoped.But the fear never left me. Every time I heard a noise outside the door, my heart would start pounding. I kept thinking back t
We finally broke free from the thick trees, stepping out onto a dirt road that would eventually lead us back to the city. The forest had been our hiding place for what felt like forever, but now, as the city’s skyline loomed in the distance, all I felt was relief. The glow of the streetlights and the faint hum of traffic were a reminder of the world we left behind days ago.“We made it,” Arthur said, his voice strained with exhaustion. His hand was still gripping mine tightly, like he was afraid to let go. It had been our lifeline during this whole nightmare, and right now, it was the only thing keeping me from collapsing. I gave him a small nod, too tired to speak. My legs ached, and my feet throbbed in my sneakers. The past few days had been a blur of running and hiding from Vladimir’s assassins. They had been on our trail nonstop, hunting us like animals. But somehow, we had survived. Arthur glanced at me, concern written all over his face. “How are you holding up?”“I’m fine,”
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