Phoebe was surprised as she turned back to see Lucas strolling towards her, his strides purposeful and his eyes darkened with something she couldn't pinpoint. She gulped down saliva as she felt the words she’d wanted to say grasp her throat. What was he up to? She wondered as he approached, his facial features not giving out any hints. But his eyes…they said a lot. As if the drama his sister had just played wasn't enough, there he was wanting to add to it. Her initial fury at him dispersed into thin air and in its place, a feeling she couldn't explain. Her heart jumped with anticipation and fright but in a good way. Instinctively, she began to move backward, the frown dispersing from her face and worry clouding her features. Was he wanting to play along with his sister's game? She was certain that he was up to something. Lucas kept moving towards her, deriving pleasure in the way she reacted with every step he took towards her. What was going through her mind? He wondered as he k
Phoebe’s exterior softened on hearing him become vulnerable in front of her. She'd still not gotten used to him being that way. A tear slid down from her face as she watched as he forcefully swallowed down saliva. Guilt f hit her as she realized that she hadn't fully forgiven him and was still judging him based on mistakes of his past. Now, as she thought about it, it made more sense as to how he'd jumped in and saved her. Because to Ella, she was his fiancee, and saying that she was pregnant with another man’s child was like her saying she cheated on her brother with another man. As Phoebe thought about all of that, her arms subconsciously circled around the neck of the handsome man who was bent in front of her, pulling him in for a hug. She held him tightly to herself, wanting to take away the pain or atleast half the pain of what he felt. Lucas’s body stiffened as he'd been taken by surprise. He tried raising his head to catch a glimpse of her face but he couldn't as the hug w
Phoebe sat on the swing at the garden with a book in her hand which she glanced at from time to time as she tried to concentrate but her mind seemed to be on a different mission. After trying a little more, she finally gave up and began to walk around the garden allowing her thoughts to lead her. She'd just concluded her check up with the doctor who told her that both her and her child were safe and away from danger. After her little discussion with Marcy few days ago, Phoebe got into an internal conflict as she fought with herself against the way she’d started to feel of recent. Even though she had no answer to give Marcy after she'd asked her that question, but in the dept of her heart, she knew the truth but was still in denial. But all her walls came crashing down after her appointment with her doctor. “No, he can't love me? I cannot love him,” she mumbled to herself as she walked around in circles, inhaling the beautiful scents of the flowers. She glanced back to the white
Phoebe picked up a flower in the garden and inhaled it, letting the sweet scent take her mind away from the crazy stunts that her mind engaged itself in. She couldn't love Lucas, not with all that was at stake’ her mind kept warning her, but it did nothing to help as it felt like there was a stronger force somewhere that hauled her towards him. She knew the best thing to do was to leave his house and stay with Mrs.Gladys as loving him would only spell doom for her. Yet it was so hard for her to take that step or even think about it. What about his crazy ex who threatened to make your life miserable if she came an inch close to him? What if all he said turns out to be a lie? What if he was seeking revenge? What would you do if he abuses your child the way he did you,” The voice in her head kept saying, making her wrap both hands over her ears to prevent her from hearing the voice. As much as everything in her told her that she should avoid him as it spelled more danger than go
After she'd taken her bath and was done with her morning routine, Phoebe laid down on her bed with a new novel she wanted to read. She read the synopsis and as the book promised an adventurous journey, she delved right in, inhaling the delicious scent of the new book. Her day revolved around reading books, eating, and sleeping for the past week. After she'd confided in Marcy and heard what she had to say regarding Lucad and herself, she had decided to talk to Mrs. Gladys and Annie, telling them about the turmoil she was facing and also seeking their advice. While Mrs. Gladys had been happy for her, telling her to follow her heart and chase what makes her happy, Annie had been very unpleased with the situation, as she insisted that Lucas had finally trapped her in his webs of deception. Annie thought Lucas needed her and also her child in his plot to exact his revenge. For someone who had kidnapped her for the sole purpose of that and had held on to hate for the past eight years, it
A surge of emotions filled Phoebe as she stared at the man, his strong finger on her lips and his eyes stripping her of her clothes. She could see the fright that lingered in the depth of those eyes, as he waited for her reply. She knew exactly the way he felt as her heart was also engaging in crazy stunts. “Before you say anything, I would love for you to hear what I have to say,” Lucad finally said after some time, his voice having a croaky edge to it and his eyes, teary. He looked away from her and Phoebe was sure it was to prevent her from seeing his tears. “It was never expected,” his hands left her lips and cupped her face as he spoke. He stared into her eyes, hoping that she would see how desperate he was for her, he wished she would see how much he loved her and wanted her for himself. “I love you, Phoebe. I know you are tired of hearing me say this by now but I wouldn't stop saying it. Even if you were to reject me, it wouldn't change anything. It would hurt me real bad
Phoebe stirred on her bed, as she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her towards a hard body. A smile formed on her face as she wiggled into the embrace, enjoying the warmth that crept down her spine. Light penetrated the room through the floor-to-ceiling window, adding more beauty to the pristine white bed. “Good morning, princess. I hope you had a good night's sleep?” Lucas asked, his voice having a husky undertone that sent a tingling sensation to her lower body. He groaned loudly as he stretched himself on the bed before he pulled her even closer like he wanted her inside his skin. Phoebe thanked her stars that she had her back to him as he would have seen the blush which shamelessly appeared on her face, mirroring the effect he had on her. “Yes I did, aside from your heavy snorings, it felt like I was lying next to an engine,” She teased, after she’d cleared her throat a little too dramatically out of fear that he would sense her thoughts from her voice. Luc
After Lucas had dressed and gone to work, Phoebe went back to her room and began her morning routine. She brushed her teeth, recalling how Lucas had kissed her even with her morning breath, the thought made goosebumps spring out of her arm. She went to the bathroom for a quick shower and while she was at it, her phone rang. She hurriedly took her shower before coming out to check who had called. She opened the notification and on seeing that it was her friend, Annie, she dialed her number but it was busy. As soon as she ended the call, Annie returned the call. “Hello girl,” Phoebe squealed as she put the phone on loudspeakers before dropping it on the bed. She walked to her closet where she began searching for clothes to wear. “Sorry I didn’t pick up the first time you called, I was in the bathroom,” she apologized, as she raised a blue gown to to her eye level but kept it back almost immediately. “It’s alright, I just dropped off at the airport. What is the address again?” Annie'
Phoebe’s features curled up in a smile as she read the text message aloud for the umpteenth time. “Get ready, princess. I have a surprise for you,” she read, trying to mimic Lucas’ baritone voice. Tearing open the package he’d sent her, her gaze fell on a blue sundress that was adorned with sparkly stones. She picked it up and tilted her head to the side, wanting to get a better view of it. The gown had a slit that went up to the middle thigh and had only one hand. Also in the shopping bag was a black six-inch heels and also a black purse to go with it. Without bothering to take her shower first, she hurriedly put the dress on, the little stones glistening as she moped at herself in the mirror. Her smile widened as she glanced at the sophisticated and elegant-looking woman in the mirror. In the last five years, she has changed a lot. Lucas made sure she looked like the women she saw in the social class, as he ravished her with expensive gifts all the time. And her body had al
“That's nonsense. My grandson deserves to be spoiled silly. He would get everything he wants and a lot of it,” Mrs. Cory interjected as her gaze fell on the toddler who’d suddenly lost appetite for his food as he played with his new toy. “Lucas’s heir deserves the whole world.” she stated. Phoebe gulped involuntarily as she widened her smile, Lucas’s grip on her loosened a bit. Planting a kiss on Ivan’s forehead, Mrs. Cory pulled a chair and sat down. Marcy proceeded to dish her a plate of the meal. “How are you doing, my dear.” She addressed Phoebe, her eyes giving her a thorough scan. Lucas was done with his meal so he stood up and announced his exit. After he'd exchanged more playful jokes with his mother, he walked over to Ivan who’d refused to eat to take him to school. “I want to play some more,” Ivan sulked as tears welled his eyes. He suddenly didn't want to go to school anymore. “Don’t cry. What did I tell you the last time?” “Big boys don’t cry,” Ivan comp
Looking at her toddler now, a smile curled her lips as she recalled all that had happened. He was a great child. When everyone thought she was going to lose the child, when the doctor advised her to get rid of the child or risk dying herself as her sac had been torn by the knife, she refused, finally seeing the reasons why her mother had also refused. A mother couldn’t just let go of her child and even though it was a stupid thing to do, considering what was at stake, she had bluntly refused. Her little bundle of joy fought right from her womb, he fought to live and in the end, he won. They both did. It turned out that after Phoebe left the house to meet with Ella, Marcy immediately called Annie and Lucas against Phoebe’s wish, explaining everything that happened to them. Lucas had been so furious that he went in the company of Annie to the police station where he had half a dozen men assigned to him by the chief of police to accompany him to the said place. She'd been unconscious f
Phoebe walked into the little lighted room alone, her heart thumping erratically in her chest. The more step she took forward was the more she felt like she was delving deeper into a lion’s den. A part of her kept screaming that she turned back or better still, called Lucas and let him know where she was but the image her mind conjured up was too disturbing to be ignored, making her push the thoughts aside while hastening her movement. It was an image of Gladys lying in the pool of her blood, Ella above her with the psychotic smile glued to her face as she licked the bloody knife. Her grip on the kitchen knife tightened as she glanced around the warehouse which smelled of dust, expecting Ella to spring out any minute. She could feel her gaze on her, shooting arrows at her and wishing her to be dead but the light didn't allow her to see anything as the whole place was dark, least for a little light that stole its way in through a window. “Look who we have here,” Ella’s voice echoed
“I warned you to steer clear of him but you went ahead to open your legs like the slut that you are,” Ella hissed as she glared at her through the phone, the hatred and spite very obvious in her stares. “Ella, I am the one you want. Let the woman be, she has nothing to do with this.” Phoebe pleaded calmly, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of knowing the way her heart jumped in fright as she watched Ella play with the knife around Gladys’ neck. Even though Ella's face was expressionless and did nothing to scare her no matter how hard she tried to broaden her grin, Phoebe knew that she was capable of anything and wouldn't think twice to slit Gladys’ throat. She needed to tread carefully. “Lucas said you guys were done, he said you were in his past and…” “Shut up!” Ella yelled at the top of her voice, interrupting Phoebe who shook unconsciously. Ella’s once expressionless face changed into that of one who was ready to kill at the slightest opportunity. “Lucas is mine. H
****Five years later**** “Ivan?” Phoebe called out as she walked into the room. It was seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was up and waited eagerly to begin a new day. As she caught sight of the little human who mumbled inaudible words in his sleep, a smile curled up her lips. Walking over to him, she turned off the lamp which still dimmed in a soft glow. Ivan was scared of the dark so they always left the lamp on for him at night. She tapped on him lightly, watching as his mouth formed a little pout and he squeezed his face in his sleep. Her smile widened, Phoebe sat at the edge of the bed and stared down at her son, who was the spitting image of his father, Trevor. Same hair, same intense gaze, you could as well say that Trevor had vomited him. The only feature he’d taken after her was her eye color, every other part of him screamed Trevor, making it hard for her to forget about him. Whenever she looked at her son, her mind diverted to Trevor, as she wondered what he was up
“Good day ladies, hope I didn't disturb your little party?” Lucas joked as he walked towards them in calculated strides. He was putting on a black suit with a white shirt underneath. His neck button was left undone and the tie he'd worn out that morning was nowhere in sight. The imperfection of his ruffled shirt as he took the suit off only added to the vibe as it exuded masculinity that was hard to resist. Phoebe peeked at her friend to catch a glimpse of her expression at seeing him for the first time and was delighted with the way she stared with mouth agape, the spoon she'd wanted to put in her mouth raised to the air. A smile stole her features as she looked back at him, proud of how his presence alone captured the attention of everyone. Lucas was a man of power who didn't need to say a word as his loud aura did the talking for him, leaving anyone who beheld him stuck in admiration. She was sure her friend would come to love him soon. Lucas’s gaze surveyed the space, pausing
Annie’s mouth formed a perfect ‘O’ as she looked around her surrounding in awe before bringing her gaze back to her, this time her eyes didn’t miss her protruding belly. She swallowed back the countless questions that she wanted to ask at the same time and flashed Phoebe a smile instead. “How I have missed you,” Annie said as she pulled Phoebe into a hug, her eyes meeting Marcy who was beaming with smiles as she watched them. “Not as much as I did? How is he,” “Getting better. Insisted on coming down with me but the doctor says it's not advisable. Lurk’s staying with him.” Lurk was Annie’s younger brother who had just recently finished college. Phoebe shot her a grateful look, as she wondered what she would have done without her. “Look at this place, it suddenly feels like I died and went to heaven,” “We both know you will be going the other way and not heaven if you die,” Phoebe teased, as she shifted from the door to let Annie in before she closed it behind her, watching as A
After Lucas had dressed and gone to work, Phoebe went back to her room and began her morning routine. She brushed her teeth, recalling how Lucas had kissed her even with her morning breath, the thought made goosebumps spring out of her arm. She went to the bathroom for a quick shower and while she was at it, her phone rang. She hurriedly took her shower before coming out to check who had called. She opened the notification and on seeing that it was her friend, Annie, she dialed her number but it was busy. As soon as she ended the call, Annie returned the call. “Hello girl,” Phoebe squealed as she put the phone on loudspeakers before dropping it on the bed. She walked to her closet where she began searching for clothes to wear. “Sorry I didn’t pick up the first time you called, I was in the bathroom,” she apologized, as she raised a blue gown to to her eye level but kept it back almost immediately. “It’s alright, I just dropped off at the airport. What is the address again?” Annie'