AUTHOR'S POVJayden stormed into his house, his anger and frustration boiling over. He kicked the couch in the living room, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the silence. He slammed his hand on the table, gritting his teeth in rage."Who is that punk with Monalisa?" he muttered to himself, his mind racing with questions and suspicions. "How dare he stop me from talking with Monalisa? And Monalisa...has she moved on? Really? They've got a kid? No. That's not true. Probably, his kid and not theirs. I think it's his kid from his old relationship. Pff... there's no way Monalisa had that kid for him, no way.I need to get to the root of this shit."As he stood there, seething with anger, Cynthia walked into the living room from the kitchen, dressed in one of Jayden's shirts. She hugged him from behind, placing a kiss on his back."Good morning, darling," she said, her voice husky and seductive. But Jayden wasn't having it. He shoved her aside, his eyes flashing with anger."Stay aw
Donald pushed Jayden away from me, his movements swift and decisive. He blocked me, using himself as a shield to protect me from Jayden's wrath. I felt a surge of gratitude towards Donald, mixed with a sense of relief. Jayden's eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his palms into fists, gritting his teeth in frustration.His eyes were filled with fury, and his nostrils flared as he took each step towards us. The air seemed to vibrate with his anger, and I could feel the tension building between the two men. Jayden's face was twisted in a snarl, and his voice was low and menacing."I want to speak with the lady, leave us alone!!" Jayden roared, his voice echoing through the room. But Donald stood firm, his eyes locked on Jayden's."I said no!!!!" Donald barked back at Jayden, his voice firm and unyielding. "You are not allowed to speak with her." His words were like a challenge, and Jayden's eyes flashed with anger.Donald grasped my hand and pulled me away, but I stopped moving and
As I stood before him, the memories of our past flooded my mind, and I felt a wave of pain wash over me. I took a step back, my eyes flashing with anger and hurt. I didn't want the shadow of the man who betrayed our love to fall on me, tainting my already fragile heart. The thought of being near him again made my skin crawl.He reached out his hand to hold mine, but I swiftly took two steps back, avoiding his touch like it was poison. The memory of his betrayal still lingered, and the thought of his hands on me again made my stomach turn. I couldn't bear the thought of being touched by him, not after what he did.His eyes scanned my body, from my hair to my legs, and a satisfying smile appeared on his face. His eyes were filled with happiness, as though he was really attracted to me once again. But I knew better. I knew it was all just a facade, a mask to hide his true intentions. I could see the insincerity in his eyes, the way he looked at me with a mixture of lust and possession."
We were finally done packing the last property we had, and the van was already outside, loading our stuff. As I looked around the empty rooms, a mix of emotions flooded my heart. Tricia stood beside me, tears welling up in her eyes. I reached out and gently took her hand, holding it in mine. "Do you remember, Mona, when we first moved into this house?" Tricia asked, nostalgia washing over her. "We were so happy, thinking we finally had a good place to call our home. And we made it work, didn't we?" I nodded, a faint smile on my lips. "Yes, Tricia, and now... we're moving to somewhere better," I said, trying to reassure her. But I could see the uncertainty in her eyes."So, what am I going to do there?" Tricia asked, her voice laced with concern. "I mean, the building hasn't been concluded yet..."I squeezed her hand gently. "Yes, I already have an idea. We'll start working on the new place. I asked them to fix the garage, and we'll do some designing there. You can give me a hand, and
After dinner, I decided to unwind on the porch, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature and the warmth of the fading sun. I settled into my favorite chair, cradling a glass of rich, red wine in my hand, and picked up my phone to catch up on the latest news. The screen lit up, casting a gentle glow on my face as I scrolled through articles about the upcoming fashion line that had been generating buzz in the industry. The designs were stunning, and I couldn't wait to see them come to life on the runway.Just as I was engrossed in an article about the inspiration behind the collection, the door creaked and slammed shut behind me. I quickly set my phone aside and looked up, my eyes adjusting to the soft, golden light of the setting sun. That's when I saw Tricia standing beside me, her gaze drifting aimlessly into the air. Her eyes seemed lost, as if her mind was a thousand miles away. I could sense a hint of sadness in her demeanor, and my instincts told me to reach out.I gently took
"Jayden? my bones became weak immediately. I can't afford to have him see me. I quickly got out of the treadmill and searched for Donald. I found him lifting some weights. I tapped his shoulder and signalled him to drop the weight, he did so and I grabbed him by his arm and pulled him to a corner. "Why are you acting up? is everything okay with you? "I don't know but we have to leave right now" "And why should we leave? "Jayden is here. We got to go home" "Sure. I'll grab my bag" "Good. I'll go grab mine and we'll leave then " "Cool" Donald and separated to go get our bags. I placed my water bottle in my bag and grabbed my bag to leave when I bumped into someone.I felt a strong arm around my waist, while I held onto my bag.slowly, I lifted my head and our eyes met.Thank goodness it was Donald who had bumped into me.I heaved a sigh of relief and quickly wrapped my hand around his arm."Let's leave from here""Yes"Donald and I hurriedly left the gym house to Tricia's ca