Hope.
The whole ride to the party was silent, Damian still seemed in deep thoughts and moody as ever. He spent the whole ride in his phone and making different phone calls and from what I could tell, they all were business related.
My sister's visit had really rattled him, which was weird to me. But it didn’t help that he had no interest in talking to me either, we were back to our normal routine, where he ignored my entire existence, normally I wouldn’t mind but today considering the fact that his fingers were literally inside me a few minutes ago I was a little offended.
“Hey are you okay? Is everything alright?” I finally asked when the limo pulled up and the driver signaled to us that we were there.
He looked at me with his usual blank stare without saying anything then went back to looking at his phone.
“This is getting old even for you Damian, you can’t play this hot and cold game with me anymore, a few minutes ago your head was buried deep inside me and now you are not even talking to me, what the fuck is wrong with you?” I asked almost yelling.
He immediately leaned forward and told the driver to give us some space. As soon as Marco was out of the limo, he grabbed my arm furiously and said between gritted teeth, “No one speaks to me like that Hope, especially not in front of my employees, not even you. Now get out there and smile and show support for your man that’s your only job, to look good in my arm ,not to ask questions, let the men deal with business go and make small talk with the other housewives like a good little girl.” He said before letting me go and getting off the limo holding the door for me to get off too.
I held back the tears wishing I could just ran to the bathroom and cry my eyeballs out, I hated how this man sometimes made me feel, he reminding me every chance he got that I was his property, I was sold to him to serve him.
He took me in his arm as we walked the red carpet together smiling at the million camera flashes. Everyone was yelling his name from every corner I just focused on getting inside away from the paparazzi. As soon as we were inside everyone wanted to talk to Damian, I did as he told me smiled for the camera and remained silent as he talked to the other important people.
I was about to excuse myself and go to the bathroom when a familiar face approached us, I remembered him from the funeral, his younger brother Tony. I didn’t really like him but he was better company than Damian currently.
“May I steal her for a moment?” He said to Damian who didn’t seem too happy to hand me over to his brother but had no choice.
“Sure, I was getting bored of all this business talk, you would be rescuing me.” I said smiling as I took his hand. Damian gave me a side eye and I could tell he was motioning for me no to move an inch but I ignored him and gave him a kiss before I walked away in Tony’s arms.
Everyone in the room was looking at us, mostly the women. I could hear the murmurs asking between themselves who I was. Some were filled with envy in their eyes, I could literally see it. I wished they knew how hard dealing with the Spears brothers was.
“So tell me Hope, how has my brother been treating you?” Tony asked as soon as we got to the dance floor.
Tony was a little bit shorter than Damian, so with me wearing heels we were almost the same height, he had a firm grip on my waist as we danced along to the song. “Your brother is amazing,” I said forcing a smile, “he is stubborn but it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“That’s good to know. We all thought you would be a little feisty for him to handle, am glad to see things are okay and he has you under control.” He said now looking at my face with a blank stare just like his brother does. “You do know any woman in this room will be lucky to be married off into the Franco family that is why they are all looking at you. Because they envy you.” He said making me look around the room to see all the stares.
“I know, and am grateful.” I said again forcing a smile.
“I know this marriage didn’t start off in good of terms, but it was all for the best and honesty my father can’t wait for you to give him an heir.” He said smiling but his last comment caught me off guard. Did he just say heir. I was only twenty one I was nowhere ready to have children leave alone children with Damian.
He immediately sensed my shock and came to a halt. “Wait, he dint tell you?”
“Tell me what exactly?” I asked still shaken by the news.
“Hope part of your contract was to give Damian an heir, our father is seriously sick and he doesn’t have much time and his only wish is to see his grandson before he dies. I was surprised not to see you with child tonight to be honest.”
“Well am sure a child will come in due time, you can’t force this things you know.” I tried forcing a smile saying lightly.
“You don’t understand the urgency of the matter Hope, if you are not pregnant by this fall Damian will lose everything he has.” Tony said his tone now a little bit more serious than before.
“Can I have my wife back now?” Damian said from behind me taking my hand interrupting our conversation. What did he mean by Damian will lose everything if am not pregnant?
“Of course big brother, she is all yours.” Tony said with a huge grin before walking away.
Damian was about to pull me back into the dance floor when I excused myself, “I have to use the ladies room.” I said trying not to show any kind of emotions. Instead of letting me go, he pulled me back and whispered in my ears, “what did my brother say to you?”
“Nothing.” I said before pulling away from him and I walked to the bathrooms without looking back.
He was about to follow me when one of his bodyguards approached him and whispered something to him and he left with him.
Hope. It was almost past midnight. Damian had called Alba an hour ago and said he wouldn't be coming home tonight, again. I didn't ask questions i figured he was spending the night with the blonde, Naya from the party earlier. I couldn’t sleep for some reason, on this particular lonely night it had me thinking about what my life would have been like if my father hadn't sold me out to the Spears family. If instead of me, they would have taken my sister Lola as it was supposed to be. He But I thought about Lola, how scared she must have been, pregnant considering how strict our father was. Atleast something sensible and good came out of all of it, Kyla. She was beautiful. And I wanted to get to know her, she was innocent in all this. Maybe I could also give my sister a chance, i didn't even know who got her pregnant, who kyla's father was. I don't know how long I laid there before I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to loud noises clearly coming from downstairs..i could hear Damia
Hope. Damian sat across from me with a huge grin on his face, chomping on a piece of sausage. I tore my bread into pieces and glared at him. He was gloating. Fucking gloating. The broken she'll of a man from Las night was gone if my inner thighs weren't swollen I would have thought I imagined the whole thing. He was back to being the smug arrogant man he was, acting like a few hours ago he wasn’t buried deep inside me. “I hate you.” i hissed more so to myself given that I didn't think he would have heard me. I hated myself more. How could I have done what I did? How in hell had I enjoyed it, having sex with him? He had made me cum three times. Three times! I had felt… Fuck, what had I felt for him? The man had made me cum, that was all. Any feelings were physical. Sexual. “You liked me just fine a little while ago.” He bit into a piece of Nutella smeared toast, a little of the chocolate paste sticking to the side of his mouth. He wiped it with his thumb then made a show of l
Hope. It was my turn to shrug a shoulder and, needing to break eye contact, I leaned down to pick up a few pieces of the bread I’d inadvertently scattered. “Leave it. Alba will clean it up.” I shook my head, feeling tears building, refusing to let him see. “Leave it, Hope. When I’m talking to you, I expect your undivided attention.” I snorted, wiping my face, angry again. I faced him. “You expect so many things. Maybe what you need to do is check those expectations. You are less likely to be disappointed then.” His eyes narrowed, and his chest heaved as he took a deep breath in. “Am I irritating you, Damian? Because you know what’s irritating me? Your stuff drying on my skin,” I said through clenched teeth. I stood so fast, I knocked the chair over behind me. “You have told me your rules. Well, fine. I have just one of my own. Leave. Me. Alone!” I turned on my heel to march off. “Sit back down,” he hissed. “Now.” “Fuck. You. I’m going to take a shower.” I heard his chair scr
Hope. I woke up lazily taking in my surroundings; I was still in the couch. This is the third time this week I have woken up in the living room. I looked at my wrist watch, ten o’clock. Then it all started coming back to me the events of last night, I stayed up late waiting for ace to come home but just like the previous two days I fell asleep still waiting. I slowly got up and headed up the stairs to my room, I went straight to the window, and his car was not in the driveway I quickly picked up my phone from where I had thrown it last night out of disappointments, it was still empty no call or text from him. “Can you get the car ready?” I asked Marco as soon as I saw him. “You are not allowed to leave the premises ma’am, for your own safety of course.” He said politely with a smile. “I am going to see my husband Marco, am assuming something bad has happened to him that is why I haven’t heard or seen him in the past three days. So get the car ready Marco we are going to his office.
Six weeks later. Hope. I tried to open my eyes, but my head was heavy and my whole body was in pain. I looked around the walls were all clear white and it smelled like drugs. I looked around me and saw a nurse standing by my bed with a pen and pad on her hand. “Welcome back, we thought we were losing you.” the strange woman in a white apron said with a smile checking my vitals. “Where exactly am I? What happened?” I asked trying to sit up but the pain was unbearable I lay bck down. “You are in grace memorial hospital, the doctor is going to tell you everything” she said and as if on cue an older man in a white lab coat stepped forward. “Why am in a hospital and why can’t I feel my legs?” I asked them both getting confused. “You were in an accident Hope about a month ago.” The doctor stated, “Whaaat? a month?” I almost yelled completely in shock. “It was pretty bad, the driver died on the spot but you survived, barely.” The doctors said. But I couldn’t remember anything at a
Chapter 12. Damian. “How is she doing?” I finally asked the doctor s soon as he joined me in his office. “She is still the same, she doesn’t remember anything that happened and with the kind of trauma she underwent she might not remember for a while. Her brain shut down and in order for her to regain her memories she will have to relive everything she went through and that might send her back into shock mode so in her case it’s advisable she doesn’t know the full details of what happened to her at lest not right now.” “And when can I take her home?” “I don’t think it’s a good idea to have her discharged she is still unstable.” “I know doc, but being who I am, I have a lot of enemies and probably the people who took her are still after her, she is not safe in this hospital I need her back in the house where she is under heavy security, I can have a nurse come stay with her until she is out of the woods.” “That could, work and it could help with her being in a familiar environmen
Damian. “Her physical condition is satisfactory,” the doctor informed me. “However, it is her emotional state that concerns me.” I simmered impatiently as i waited for the physician to complete his report. I remembered the moment I had received the news about Hope being in the hospital. I was home watching TV when the news came in about the kidnapped wife of the billionaire. At first I thought I was seeing things. I had used all the resources at my disposal to try and find her. But nothing came up. I had driven straight to the hospital in my pajamas and demanded answers. I had walked onto the floor where Hope was being treated. The only statement that I had said was she is my wife and I was immediately shown to her room. I had ordered for her to be transferred to a more secure private room. With the news of her being found, any of my enemies could make the hospital the target. I had ordered a specialist to look at her and came to the hospital everyday, sometimes sleeping ther
Hope. I struggled underneath the layers of fog surrounding my head. I murmured a low protest when i opened my eyes. Awareness was not what i sought. The blanket of dark, of oblivion, was what I wanted. There was nothing for me in wakefulness. My life was one black hole of nothingness. My name was all that lingered in the confusing layers of my mind. Hope. I searched for more. Answers i needed to questions that swarmed me every time i wakened. My past lay like a great barren landscape before me. The answers dangled beyond me, taunting me and escaping before i could reach out and take hold. I turned my head on the thin pillow, fully intending to slip back into the void of sleep when a firm hand grasped mine. Fear scurried up my spine until i remembered that i was safe and in a hospital. Still,i yanked my hand away as my chest rose and fell with my quick breaths. “You must not go back to sleep, beautiful . Not yet.” The man’s voice slid across my skin, leaving warmth in its wake.