Another week ran out. The same suffering, everything the same and even worse. Throughout the week, Anthony brought different women home and made them scream their throats out. He attended business round tables with a woman beside her. His act had people blasting her with questions about her relationship each time she stepped out of her house. When she tried begging him to stop, she ended up scoring herself a slap from him. “What? Are you going to hate me? Go ahead,” he clutched her face, pulled her closer, and said. Then he flung her to the floor and quit the living room.She had no intentions of hating him. How could she? Nothing he did could make her develop acrimony towards him. Kayla was only afraid. Afraid she was making no progress, afraid she'd fail to make things work between them.______“Seeing as you won't come to see me, or even call me on the phone, I decided to pay you a little surprise visit,” Alicia, who sat on the couch in Anthony's office, said with a smile.“Things
Kayla drove to the hospital. She parked in the lot and hastened into the building, struggling to keep her tears at bay. Throughout her stay in Qynville, it had been all about sadness and tears. Again, how possible did Anthony think it would be to divorce her after everything she'd been through with him? Now that she needed him as both the man she fell in love with and Clinton, he wanted to divorce her. As soon as Nora opened the door to her office, Kayla rushed in and hugged Nora, who stood near the door. She cried her heart out in Nora's arms.“Anthony wants to get a divorce. I'm scared, Nora. I'm really scared, I don't want to leave him.”“Hey, sweetie, relax. I know it's not easy, but I need you to calm down.” Nora crooned, helping Kayla take a seat. She squatted before Kayla and took her hands. “Did you sign the papers?”“How could I, Nora? After everything I've been through with him? Now that I want him the most? I can't. My efforts can't be futile, and my baby needs her father.”
A month and two days. Every situation was still the same. Nothing changed. No slight hope for change. Anthony had been the same, doing all he could to hurt her. Most times he tortured her. Every torture ended with a reminder that she should sign the divorce papers. He wouldn't change, meanwhile her strength and hope to continue trying to soften his heart was fading. Even so, all she could do was try harder, cry her eyes out, fall, and rise again to continue trying. But for how long would she carry on trying without hope? How long would she get only pain and no gain? She needed to know.It was morning. Kayla sat in the living room in all her courage, waiting for Anthony to come downstairs. She was also waiting for the laughing bitch in the guestroom to remember the house wasn't a club and just leave. The whore was too loud. Who did she want to offend? Her? For Christ’s sake, she was only a whore, who Anthony picked from god-knows-where.The whore came sailing toward her, smiling. Saili
“Kayla?” Nora streaked to the bathroom and opened the door. Kayla wasn't there, either. Now panicking, she ran off the room, looking into other patient rooms as she was heading to the lobby, hoping to see Kayla in one of the rooms. She met the receptionists. “Excuse me. Did you see a lady in a carnation pink dress leave the building?” “No, ma'am,” the first lady answered. “I did,” the second lady behind the first lady said. “I saw her leave.”Where did she go? Nora fell in total frustration and disarray. She ran out of the building, looking here and there, questioning the people she saw around. Nobody seemed to have caught sight of Kayla. Nora's hands instinctively went up and rested on her head, her eyes stinging with tears. Worry contorted her face as she turned around. Where in the world had Kayla run off to?Her phone rang. Dominic was calling. Nora didn't pick up, she rather ran to the parking, where she found Dominic stepping out of his car with the bags he bought.“You don't
In the living room, Kayla sat on the couch in a frog-like position, doing some work on her laptop. She wore nerdy glasses. Standing beside her was a chilled bottle of lemonade. Her baby loved it when she took lemonade.Two weeks flew past the days of her misery and pain without hope. Well, she was hopeless, still. Life had felt a little different with June and Nora by her side, caring for her unborn and her. Even if her friends didn't know of her secret, they kept her on her toes. In the clearer picture, nothing changed in her emotions as long as she never stopped remembering Anthony. Even looking at the lemonade beside her, her memories of him struck her with the impulse to run back to him.Pushing past the emotions, she sighed and continued with her laptop. She'd pretend that life was easy where it never was. She wondered how long she could endure the loneliness and crushing drive to run back to him. Not like it was impossible to go back to him, but for some reason, including the pe
The clacking sounds of a knife hitting a chipboard razed the kitchen. Kayla was making lunch for her baby and her. These days, she craved like a pregnant woman, which gave her the fear that her bump would grow sooner than she expected. She smiled as something came to mind. How could Sledge be doing now? Had Jenifer taken him with her? She missed those days she made his meals.Her phone vibrated on the counter. Seeing the message, she went rigid. Corey being the sender didn't raise a cause for concern, but the message he sent was terrifying, urging every cell of her body to run to his house.‘Come to my house as fast as you can. I know you've been told a lot about me, including how I survived cancer at college. But I also have something more crucial to tell you. If you don't come now, something terrible will happen. Something that could ruin you and Anthony. Don’t come along with anybody. Just you.’ Not only was this a threat, but it was a warning. How could she trust that there wasn'
From the moment Corey threw Kayla on the bed and she hurriedly scrambled off the bed, she had run here and there in the room, pleading with him to set her free. Corey, knowing no such thing as ‘free’, played with her fear. He chased her everywhere she ran, smiling mischievously at her. Corey hadn't used his powers on her since then, not even his speed.“This is fun, isn't it, Kayla?” He lifted a brow at her, smiling devilishly.“Corey, please don't hurt me,” Kayla cried to him. She was hopeless. Was it even worth it to continue running about the room when there was no assurance that help would come any moment? Kayla gasped, shivering violently even to her breath as fear swallowed her. Corey's smile suddenly went away, then a stern, threatening expression took over. Things were about to take a bad turn.“Playtime is over, fairy.”The second his last word dropped, he zoomed to her front, standing a hairbreadth apart. His hand instantly flew up and collared her neck tightly. She was chok
Corey started approaching Kayla, and Kayla panicking. “Let me see how Anthony saves his mate and little fairy now he's become the world's most feeble creature.” He looked back at Anthony, not breaking strides. “Lay there and watch me explore what her cooch feels like, and know what her precious blood tastes like.”Anthony and his weakened beast were troubled, yet helpless. Both were down and incapacitated. Anthony's bones were broken, his energy nearly drained, and blood leaving his mouth, ears, and nose. He wasn't sure if he could get up from the floor, as it felt like he'd die on the spot. However, something told him he could make it. It told him that he was stronger than pain. And that he was capable. That was his mate. Her panic, the terror wafting from her, told him he could make it.Corey knelt before Kayla, took strands of her hair, and sniffed it in. “Will you die from another punch to your stomach?” Kayla wasn't saying anything, as she was afraid and in tears. He wrapped his