Behind the door to Anthony's office at Toflan, sat Anthony in his office chair, buried in the depth of his thoughts. Yesterday was all about him making inquiries to figure out how Corey tumbled to the secret behind his relationship with Kayla. Everything panned out with Kayla being on the side of the truth.He remembered every word Srymium said to him about Corey when he called Srymium for questioning. Srymium said he'd been the only one on Kayla's tail, and if there was anyone else, he'd have sniffed out the person through their intention. Anthony had to ask if somehow Corey read Nora's mind to figure it out, but Srymium said Nora and Corey only crossed paths once at Sonia's housewarming party. He went on to ask Srymium if he read Nora's mind. Srymium read Nora's mind that night. Nora only talked about Kayla choosing him over Corey. “Son of a bitch,” Anthony mumbled.The vicious and contemptuous eyes of vampire servants working at Corey's house lashed down on Anthony’s car like the
As the servant walked Anthony and Kayla to the place where Corey was, Kayla couldn't be more afraid. Why had Anthony brought her to Corey's house? When got to Corey's study, the servant left them standing a few feet from the door, closing the door behind him. The silence in the air was terrible. The men kept staring each other in the eyes. Each time Corey brought his gaze her way, she hurriedly looked away. Kayla couldn't believe she was standing right in Corey's presence again after telling him off. Anthony's reason for bringing her here was her greatest concern.Corey smiled at them. “Why am I being visited by a couple this time?”Anthony stepped to the table. Perching his hands on the table, he leaned down, his eyes digging into the bastard’s eyes. “After our discussion the other day… you called my wife to your house again.” The idiot hushed up. He still wanted to merit a place in Kayla's good book. Anthony could assume himself the angriest man in the building right then. It took a
“How’s Mrs. Lover doing today?”Kayla allowed herself a big smile. “Better enough to stand right in the kitchen and make Sledge's food.”“That's a lot better than I thought,” Nora cooed. “It’ll be much better if Anthony loves you as you love him.”Kayla stopped stirring the veggies in the pan. She sighed and leaned on the counter. Nora seemed to have won her attention with those words. “How many times do I have to tell you, Nora? Anthony feels something for me, but he's hiding his feelings. He even drank the coffee I made for him today before going off to work.”“Probably because he was running late and couldn't make coffee for himself.”Kayla threw her head back, rolled her eyes, and growled her irritation. “Anthony loves me. I love him, too. And that's final.” She resigned from the argument and continued making the dishes.“Now you admitted you love him, when do you venture on airing your feelings to him?”As if Nora meant to hurt her each time she shook her hard with that question.
Yesterday ticked past as supposed. Kayla carried on the unending emotions that lived on like the air through which she breathed. Given she lived with Anthony, she tied her emotions under the disguise of a mellowed-out appearance, just so she didn't earn questions from him. Even so, she couldn't beat down the emotions each time she crossed paths with him. Her eyes stung like her feelings, and her bedroom beckoned on her to come and cry her soul out. Fear, remorse, sorrow, and self-loath—still clung to her. Yet, the question ‘how did he survive’ never lost its grip on her.A new day, the same emotions, but different plans. It was finally Giovanni's hearing in the Court of Appeal. The day Kayla believed would set a boundary between Corey and her. As if Calvin Giovanni's lawyers were Gregorio’s curse, the man lost again in the Court of Appeal. Thanks to God, Gregorio didn't decide to carry the case forward, which meant the boundary between Corey and her had been set. No more Corey, nor hi
Kayla had been meaning to do something really difficult. This would hurt her, break her beyond repairs, ruin her, and steal and lock away her happiness. She couldn't keep it with her forever. She had to give it out and prepare for the outcome of it. How ready was she for the outcome? Anthony's reaction would determine her readiness.Kayla was ready to leave for work. She took her tray of food to the dining, where Anthony was. Setting down the tray on the table, she took a seat opposite him and dropped her purse beside her on the floor. She hesitated for a while, her eyes dancing around the corners of the dining.When her eyes settled on him, “Clinton,” she called softly. He stopped eating for a while, flicked her a glance, and continued eating. Seeing his reaction, she knew a lot was going through his mind. Just so he didn't remain in a reel of thoughts, she reached down and fetched the affidavit and the album from her bag. She dropped it on the table. “I know you're Clinton,” she sp
Having Irene's words at the back of her mind, Kayla drove down to KR. Given she didn't know her way around, a staff led her to the conference room and left her at the door with her anxiousness. The door was locked, but that wasn't a problem as Irene had given her a passcode to enter. Her fear and doubt were the problems. Puffing, she input the code. The door slid open. Soon as she stepped in, the room went quiet. All eyes were on her, which worsened her fear and discouragement. Her eyes ran nervously around the room, she could see familiar faces already.It was quite a massive conference room made of high technology. A round table with a large space in between settled in the middle. Sat around the table were about fifty prominent and prestigious members of KR, Ates Banks sitting as the head of them. Everyone with their stern expression nearly had Kayla leaving, but she muscled courage and stood still.“What brings you here, fairy?” a young man asked.Fairy. Was that a name he usually
Danger. The feeling beat at Kayla in her sleep. The urge to wake up was overwhelming. Her eyelids fluttered, but her brain was fogged and hazy with the sleep she and her baby hadn't gotten for many nights. There was a presence in her room. She could feel it, but it wasn't easy to wake up. Not only the presence, but vague sounds also fell on her ears. Door sound, light footfalls. The duvet covering her went off and she suddenly became cold. Yet, she couldn't wake up.Everything felt like a dream that affected her reality. Her sleep-fogged brain still wouldn't let her wake up. Not until something became more alarming. The presence's weight was felt on her bed. The presence came ever so closer that the air she breathed became warm. She could feel the presence’s breath on her skin. Fingers slid into her hair, and knotted into her hair, folding into a tight fist. Terrified, Kayla pushed through the haze of her sleep and opened her eyes.A gasp tore out of her and her eyes flew wide as she
Kayla would never give up on pleading for Anthony's forgiveness. She could take anything he gave as a punishment for her misdeeds. She could go through all he'd put her through, only with the hope that one day, things would be better between them.A week and four days breezed past. Life had been anything beyond miserable for her. What hadn't she done to make him soften his heart and get over vengeance? She'd done something even beyond her capability, endured his maltreatment without a word, and done everything she could to please him. Was there something she forgot to do? What hadn't she said? How hadn't she pleaded and begged? All she got in return for her efforts was pain, hatred, condemnation of her efforts, humiliation, and emotional torture that made her cry and worry each passing day.Sometimes she stayed up at night, and sometimes in the daytime, thinking if she should give up and save her baby the pain. As if he got worse with each day. Anthony gave her no little tint of hope