"Yes." She was about to alight when her eyes caught sight of another wrapped item. It was the gift Loney purchased for Danica. "Another gift for me? My friends were right. You are such a romantic," Loney froze. Initially, he wanted Jasmine to have the bracelet he bought for Danica. He could purchase another one but then again, he recalled the shop attendant told him that it was one of a kind and he felt a connection to it hence, he couldn't bear seeing it on jasmine's wrist. "It's not what you think, Jasmine. That isn't yours." His expression was so stern, Jasmine's words stuck in her throat. "Oh, I see. See you in three days," she muttered, embarrassment bathing her as she alighted from the car. She was so used to getting everything she wanted, she couldn't stand a no. However, she blamed herself for not acting more mature. As she walked back to the party, she couldn't help thinking about who Loney was going to give that gift to. Was it his gay partner? She had to do something to ma
"L..Loney?" Loney turned around. "Why don't you come over, the food is getting cold." Danica went to sit on the chair next to his but before her butt hit the chair, a strong hand wrapped around her arm and yanked her backwards, she fell on Loney's lap, staring into his grey eyes. She felt a connection, their eyes locked for what seemed like a minute. Danica's cheeks reddened like tomatoes, her heart beating faster. She lowered her eyes and tried to stand but Loney pulled her closer. "You are beautiful." Danica's cheeks heated up especially with Paul around. How could Loney be so naughty in front of Paul? And why was he in such a good mood today? He even smiled often and seemed to be more casual than usual. "Thank you," she muttered, butterflies in her stomach. Loney glanced at the dishes on the table. "What would you have?" Danica didn't have the appetite. She was satisfied with Loney around so she said, "anything." "Good," Loney wrapped his left arm around her waist, pressing he
At Governor Maxwell's House Jasmine was baffled. She had dialled Loney's number and sent countless messages. The calls went to voicemail and her text messages were never delivered. Despite Loney's warning, she still couldn't stay away. If she could just hear his voice, she would be fine. It was a weekend and she didn't know his house, so she would have paid him a surprise visit. She did a few checks through her father's contacts and realized that Loney had been checking in and out of hotels but all the hotels he previously checked in had no record of him since the previous day. Her heart tightened in her chest as she lay on her bed staring into space. She heard a knock on her door. It must be one of the maids coming to clean her room. She hasn't stepped out since she woke up. "Come in," she yelled in agitation. Her father had gone on a trip and she had refused to join Barbie, Linsay and Jane on the shopping spree. All she wanted was Loney. She didn't care about money. She already ha
"I mean it," Danica said and turned her back to him. Loney understood that she wanted him to unzip her dress therefore, the rest of his words stuck in his throat. He didn't unzip her immediately. Rather, he held the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Danica heard the unbuckling sound of a belt. Her heart thumped. She recalled the last time this happened. She was so drained. She was about to turn around when she felt his hand on her back. Goosebumps cascaded her like waves, as her zip was pulled down. His hand slipped inside her dress, he trailed his fingers over her warm body before allowing it to fall completely. He wanted this too but what if she gets so tired and ends up in the hospital again? The mere thought yoked him to worry because he didn't think he could stop halfway. She has become his addiction. Danica's body responded to his touch, just as his body responded to hers. She felt his hand in her hair, tugging it to the side. He nibbled on her bare neck, his warm l
Loney woke up to a loud knock on his door. Danica was peacefully asleep on his chest. A frown appeared on his face as the knock continued unabated. He knew it would be Mabel. No one else would dare and since the middle-aged woman was like a mother to him he couldn't bring himself to get angry. He moved slowly, careful not to wake Danica and covered her with a blanket. He pulled a robe and slipped it on, tied the rope and headed for the door. "Oh my God, what is happening in there?" Mabel's voice was unconsciously loud, her face covered with genuine concern. Loney's frown deepened as he saw the tray in her hand. It wasn't supper but lunch. "It's just a few hours," he said while walking back to his bedroom with Mabel strutting behind him. "Point of correction, it's Sunday afternoon," Mabel hinted. Loney grimaced, his eyes catching the clock. "Oh," his tone carried a sliver of remorse, quickly washed after a blink. "We deserve the rest, don't we?" He shrugged. He doesn't remember the l
Curiosity drove Mabel to peep at the result in Danica's hand. Her eyes widened like a disc. "Wonders. Thank God!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around Danica, who rather seemed to be in deep thought."What's the matter, Danica? You should be excited right? Why are you sad?" A wrinkle propped her features, as she gently broke from the hug. Danica sighed silently, "I'm not sad, Mabel. I'm just speechless," she chuckled."Why won't you be speechless? Your test result is positive. You should call master and share the good news," Mabel encouraged her.Danica let out a wry smile. No one would be able to understand her so she said, "don't worry, Mabel. I will send him a text message. He might just be too busy with work." Silently, she feared she might not get Loney's attention anymore. Besides, what other excuse would she have to get intimate with him? She felt stupid at her thoughts but couldn't control them. Seeing how the middle-aged woman stared at her like an alien, she climbed the s
Loney ignored her and went back to work. It took longer than expected but just as he was about rounding up, a silhouette walked into the office, clad in red accessories. Red designer bags, red stilettos and red phone casing. Loney was beginning to have a headache but decided to be a man. "Jasmine?" His awed voice needed confirmation before anything else. Unfortunately, he had forgotten Danica's presence in his office, his voice drew her attention from her phone. The name rang a loud bell in her ears, they piqued her interest. She hadn't seen the person yet but lifted her head to meet Loney's gaze, which was focussed on the door. Surprisingly, Jasmine wasn't alone. She was waiting for someone when she stood at the door. Loney let out a deep breath when he saw a familiar figure joining her at the door. Hand in hand, they walked towards him. "You must be surprised but my dad knows everything about you so it wasn't hard to get your office location," Jasmine smiled as she said, carrying
A fog of shock dumbfounded Loney as he watched the two sisters mention each other's names. His head felt light, confirming Danica was a twin to Daniella. He went numb, little veins in his brain processing a bit of information. Both sisters seemed like strangers to him. They were still standing at the doorway, blocking the way for other customers. Daniella hadn't noticed Loney, as she gazed at her sister. Instincts of admiration and pain flunking her. Danica seemed not only to survive but also flourish wherever she found herself. Realization hit Danica, her mind clearing from shock. She pulled her sister from the entrance, "We are blocking the way," she muttered, stopping a few meters away from the entrance. Her heart sank at how quiet Loney was when he followed them. His expression was unreadable but he looked sapped. A deadly glare narrowed from him, clad in a coffee brown suit but Daniella's mood lightened up at his features. She found him attractive and with a mere look at him, s