Phoebe lay on the bed, her long brown hair scattering over the pillow as little snores erupted from her lips. Beside her was Lucas, seated at the edge of the bed, his hands pressed together and his eyes glued to their golden bedroom door. A scowl marred his face as It'd been five days since their dinner and Ivan had refused to talk to him. He'd tried everything_New toys, ice cream for dinner, endless bedtime stories, all in an attempt to pacify him but it had all proven abortive. Unlike the way the toddler would bombard him with questions and other rubbish about his day, he’d become too quiet, hardly leaving his room no matter what he did.“What had changed?” Lucas murmured, his heart knotting in pain. He’d told Phoebe about it and they had tried everything to get answers from the toddler but he would say anything but would just remain calm. Lucas stood and walked to the window. He pulled out his phone and dialled a number. The line rang for a minute and then it was forwarded to vo
The rays of the sun assaulted his eyes, causing Trevor to squint them, turning to his side. A small sigh escaped his lips as he stretched his limbs on the bed before shooting up to a sitting posture. Picking his phone that lay beside him, he replied most of the emails his assistant sent him the previous day before he proceeded to the bathroom to begin his morning routine. Walking down the stairs, his nostrils picked up the scent of freshly brewed coffee and his legs pulled him towards the kitchen to see Indigo dressed in her usual hijab, her back facing him while she stirred something on the fire. His eyes travelled down her beaded dress, stopping for a minute at the thin cloth that acted as a belt around her waist region. Without warning, she turned, a gasp tearing from her lips as she grasped her chest, shutting her eyes slightly. “Oh my….Good morning, Sir,” She stuttered. “I didn't see you there.”“That's because I'm just arriving.”Trevor cleared his throat awkwardly as he wal
Lucas’ gaze fixed intently on Phoebe as she stared out of the Limo’s window into the darkness. Her hair fell down her shoulders, stopping a few inches away from the strapless blue bodycon gown he’d gotten her for the evening. All through the dinner, he had been restless. His brain had gone foggy, feeding him with images of her fair luscious ass porking out from his T-shirt from the night before. He’d wished more than a hundred times to have her for food instead and when he couldn't take the torture anymore, he had suggested they left home early. “You’re staring again,” Phoebe murmurred, not looking at him. A strand of her hair fell on her face but before he could reach lift his finger, she tugged it back into place. Nursing his loss, he rested back on the plush chair. “Hmm,” A smile graced his features as he took a sip from the wine. “Yes, because you look beautiful. Just like our wedding night.”Her eyes flicked to him, amusement lingering within her orbs.“You’ve said this a hu
As soon as her chauffeur pulled up in the driveway of her son's property, Cory stepped out from the car, a frown marring her face. But then it was gone, a smile taking its place, a mask. Smoothing the edge of her dress, she strutted to the door and rang the doorbell. The butler answered, straightening his stance at the sight of her, a gulp working down his throat.” “Good evening, Ma’am,” he greeted as he lowered into a bow. Cory rolled her eyes as she sashayed past him and into the living room. Her eyes darted around for a while before she returned them to him. “Where’s everyone?” She asked, turning to him as her long fingers worked on her coat buttons. Adam swallowed, “The young master left with Madam about twenty minutes ago.” “Dinner.” Her brows jammed together in anger as she glared at Adam with the latter swallowing uncomfortably. “Why would they leave when...” She stopped midway, remembering she hadn't told them she would be coming. Shutting her eyes rather too d
The bathroom door creaked open with a hiss of steam, and Lucas got out, water dripping down his body into a towel that hung dangerously low on his waist. With another towel, smaller than the first, he dried his tousled wet hair, his nostrils picking up the scent of lavender and honey. His eyes lifted, and a smile tugged the corners of his lips upward as he saw Phoebe, curled in the middle of their bed, dressed in his oversized gray shirt. Her legs were stretched out, her bare thighs peeking beneath the hem of the material, while her hair spilled over the pillow in messy waves. Phoebe smiled as she caught his eyes on her, her gaze stealing peeks of his bare chest. “Is that my shirt?” He asked, snapping her out of her daydream as twin shades of pink glued to her cheeks.“Uh-huh,” she replied, averting her gaze while she flipped her hair to the side, exposing her thin fair neck. The shirt’s collar hung loose around her collarbone, the sleeves draping past her hands and hiding them. Sh
She said five minutes….,”Annie murmurred, a frown marring her face as she glanced at her phone for the umpteenth time. stared at her phone for the umpteenth time, a frown marring her face as she saw yhat it had been approximately ten hours since Phoene went to get Ivsn. Did something happen?” she sololiquized, getting out from the car and looking in the direction to Ivan’s room. But then, she spotted Ivsn at a far end, playing with a blonde lad his age. “Ivan?” She called out to the toddler but he didn't hear as he was engrossed in his play. Getting out from the car she headed towards the building but dhe had hardly hind far when she saw Phoebe heading in the direction of the toddler. But then she saw Trevor hovered above them, his features victorious as he stared at them possessively. Her mind flashed back to the meeting she had with him a few weeks back, remembering how he’d made his plans about getting them back into his life known to her. Had he listened to her advicd or d