CARLSON'S BRIDE 3"Are you really his sister?" Charlotte had calmed down, part of her was scared that she just blundered big time by leaving the wrong first impression."Sit down!" Mila ignored her question and ordered her to sit.There was a little twist on Mila's temple.Charlotte obeyed Mila's order like a puppy."How did you two meet?" Mila started the interview. "I just want to know more about you." Mila added when she saw the look on Charlotte's face, "And don't feel bad that for all this while Carl has not brought you up, a lot has been going on in our family lately, trust me, there never has been a good time to talk about something like this."Mila thought it polite to explain."I understand." Charlotte nodded.Mila knew exactly why Carl never mentioned having a girlfriend___because of Pop's. He must surely love Charlotte deeply not to hide their relationship for all these months.Mila made Charlotte tell her all about herself."We met at a friend's wedding." Charlotte said.B
MRS WHITE ON THE TRUTHMrs White looked at her son."What did you just say?" She could not help but whisper."Mom, Dad…are you two fighting?" Brenda called from the stairs.At the sound of Brenda's voice, Mrs White peeled her eyes away from her boys and looked up at her daughter who was on the wheel chair above the stairs."No honey, we are not fighting. How did you climb in your chair by yourself?" Mrs White asked. "I never got off from it in the first place." Brenda's soft voice said."What do you mean by you never got off from it?" Mrs White forgot about Brantley and her husband and began making way towards the stairs."Did your sisters not put you to bed?" Mrs White asked as she ascended the stairs."Nope, I haven't seen them since twilight." Brend replied.Mrs White was stunned. She halted and took a few seconds to breath and calm her self down."What's going on with you and dad?" Brenda asked when her Mother got closer."Nothing you worry about."Mrs White traced her fingers on
I'LL BE BACKThe next morning, reality sunk in. Mrs White insisted on meeting Mila…Fabiola.Brantley, who had decided to spend the night with his parents, had to convince his mother that Mila was not ready for that. "She still needs time to get ready to face everyone. She's been living in the shadows for years, it'll be tough just coming out to the light abruptly. Please, just continue treating her as Fabiola until she is ready to tell everyone who she really is." Brantley had explained.After some moments of deep contemplation, his mother had finally agreed to lay low and suppress her anxiety.Meanwhile, the revelation last night saved the twins' asses from being ejected and pulled back home because they failed to tug their sister in bed last night.Speaking of the twins…they were grounded when they returned._______At Carl's condoMila was an early riser. She woke up pretty early and left the condo for the couple. Charlotte spent the night with Carl. It was only fair to give them t
CASE AGAINST GRANDMASTERJust as she stepped foot in her bungalow, her phone rang. It was Emille."Hey." She answered shallowly. It was still surreal having a grown ass brother. She still had no idea on how to behave around him, given the fact that she beat his face. It took more than a couple of days for most of the swellings to subside."How was your night?" He asked in a deep masculine voice. Somehow, she could hear her father's voice in the way Emille spoke…or maybe it was just her psychology messing with her."It was great, it was great." She went ahead to draw the curtains and let in some fresh air. It's been weeks since she stepped foot here."Did I wake you up?" Emille asked. It was clear that he too did not know how to act or talk to her. He was always careful with his words…only to her though."Come Emille, it is 11 am, I have been up since 4 am. Who sleeps at this time?" She went to her bedroom."Well, I know a lot of people. I just wanted to make sure that you are not o
MONTY MEETS EMILLEThe door bell rang.Emille answered the door in his bathrobe. He was fumbling, trying to tie the robe's ribbon rope around his waist."Jeez, you called barely fifteen minutes ago." He had to rush out of the shower. His hair was still dripping, leaving a trial of droplets of water behind him."Yep, we were around the corner." Mila replied, she was sucking a red lollipop."We?" Emille looked behind her searching for the other person, but there was no one."Yes we, nevermind, won't you let me in? First time coming to my brother's house and I get blocked at the door!" Mila squinted her eyes at him. Her words were taunting, aiming to guilt trip him….it worked.Emille quickly stepped away from the door to let her in.He was still trying to find the person that ought to represent 'we'."I can not believe that with all the money and power that you will, you would decide to settle here…here of all places." Mila scanned the house. It was a small two bedroom house in a nei
HE KILLED HER!It was over five weeks since the Grandmaster's trial was set, hence the hearing had been going on for three weeks now.It was the case of the century. Every News outlet wanted to cover it. From the first day of the hearing, it was quite a hurdle for the Court's security to keep the multitude away. A lot of people opted to testify against him. Emille did not bother about searching for witnesses, or convincing people to tell their story. They willingly presented themselves to the police and pledged to testify.None of the Rivers had testified as of yet, nor had Mr Walborn.Today, Carl was to take the stand. But as agreed, only the jury were to be present in the courtroom.Emille, Mila, and Brantley were present at today's hearing. Linda came to support her friends, Brantley and Mila.Mila was not yet aware that Mrs White knew that she was Mila. As per Brantley's request, she still addressed Mila as Fabiola.Everyone was seated in the courtroom. There was a swan of reporte
********TRIGGER WARNING******The Events that follow might be disturbing. You can choose not to read it, it would not change the sense of the story.Read at your own Discretion!!!*********Pops sat upright on his narrow bunk bed in his tiny cell, for the first time in years, he actually regretted doing something.It had been easier carrying the guilt of killing Rose all these years because he knew that no one knew about his secret…. probably his darkest secret.Never in a million years would he have thought that the one person on the planet who knew was his son.He remembered the day so well. Everything was still fresh in his memory.Rose went into labour in the early hours of the morning. She wanted a hospital birth, but he had insisted that the baby be born at home, why? Because there was price on his head. A security camera had spotted him in a gun exchange battle. Even though his face could not be identified, it was clearly seen on camera how he took a bullet to his right leg. H
MILA RIVER LIVESShe did not wait for Emille and Carl, she made her own calls. The news needed to dissolve as soon as possible. Her face was everywhere, this was not good. She called the Mise brothers and dispatched them to immediately make the news disappear."Brant, good morning, sorry to wake you up." She called for Brantley next. "I'm a morning person, remember?" He said warmly. "How are you too?" She did not stop pacing. There was no time for pleasantries, "Check the news, put on your TV!" He could hear the anxiousness in her voice. He did as he was told without."Oh my God! How did this happen?" "I don't know, and I don't care. I want the news dead immediately. Do everything you can please!" Mila, for the first time, was actually desperate."I'm on it." They hung up. He immediately called Randy.Mila continued to make calls, mostly as Phoebe Rogers. "Only if Dom were alive? Why did you have to go?" She sat down and wept.He could handle the situation in the blink of an eye