"Here comes the prodigal son!" Ella stated and eyed her son the moment he walked right into the ward in his charismatic manner. He still managed to turn heads. "Good afternoon, mother." Michael sighed. He hated seeing the other attitudinal side of his mother. It was soo frustrating, guilt tripping and mute deafening. "Save the greetings for yourself." Ella was totally uninterested and disappointed with her son. She thought she had seen him through the tough times and he had moved on but unfortunately, that wasn't the case at all. He was utterly a puppet in Diana's hands without him knowing. "How is she?" Michael nodded his head towards Alicia. She was now dressed in the hospital's wear and if he didn't know better he would have said she was sleeping peacefully. But there she was, right in an almost comatose state and he was to blame for it. A bit above her forehead were dark purplish bruises, the place he had aggressively hit her. Some strands of her hair had slightly covered her
Michael tossed and turned to the other side of the bed. His head banged and ached badly. It felt he had a hangover the previous night. The bed he laid was soft, so soft, that he knew instantly he wasn't in his house. He tried recalling. Where exactly could he be? Even the bed in his room, in his parents house, didn’t feel like this. It was a woman’s. Opening his eyes was proving to be difficult but he flashed them opening, groaning as the ray of sunlight greeted him. He covered his face with his raised arm as a shield. He had a pounding headache that seemed almost like a migraine. Then his senses came to him. He was feeling stark naked under the bedsheet. Looking down, his chest was bare. Raising the sheets, his manhood smiled. What the hell? How had his clothes come off him? Why did it feeling silly that he had been raped?As if on cue, Diana walked in. She was only on a G-string and seductively shook her butt cheeks as she walked to the window, drawing the blinds closed. She had
"Hi, baby!" Diana's voice resonated in her living room. Her eyes lit up the moment Michael walked right into the room. What a surprise! A very big surprise.Diana had always persuaded him to come visit. She had made known that her security guards knew him and he was always welcomed to come over any time, any day. But he hadn't showed up until now. It was indeed a surprise. If it were christmas, she would have said Santa had promised on his word by bringing Michael to her. She stood from where she was seated, legs crossed, hurrying to throw her hands around his neck and kiss him deeply. Michael held up his hand to stop her from doing what she was proposing. Okay, he was still playing hard to get. "Michael, you are here." Diana stated. Her hands were itching to hold on to him. Her voice shivering under his emitting heat as they stood close. Her ears piquing at the soft breath of his. He just made her body shudder in an active sensation. "Michael!" She whispered and inched a bit cl
"Doctor, how is she?" Felicia ran up to the man in white coat approaching them. A nurse was standing right beside him. They were both of the same height and Felicia thought they would fit, if they were ever to be couples. What was she thinking when there was a more critical case staring right in her face. "According to the examinations we made and the test result that came out. She's suffering a mild concussion, having been hit hard on the head. She was jerking moments ago but we've seen to it. We don't know how long she'll be out cold but we know it's nothing serious." Both Felicia and Ella sighed. Alicia was going to be fine. Her situation wasn't critical. It was of complete relief. What was worrisome was how long she was going to be out, given the sedative injected during her convulsing state. Was she really going to be okay?"As for the man." The doctor added. "It was a miracle he was brought here on time, otherwise the internal bleeding would have been the end of him. We've su
Ella dashed right into the hospital. She didn't care if she was looking out of place or the curious look people gave her as she made hastily made her way to the nurse up desk. Her heart thumped greatly within. "My son! Where is he?" She slammed her hands on the slab, causing the fragile looking nurse to jump up. She was pretty and beautifully small. Looking at the old lady, the nurse's eyes lit up. The tag on her scrub read "Anita Smith". It was obvious she was newly employed or just transferred. It wasn't everyday one got to meet such a big woman who made impacts in the country. "My son! Where is he?" Ella asked again, snapping the young lady to reality. The nurse was just about to fish her phone from her pocket when the old but young looking woman snapped. Ah. Yes. Straight to business. She would ask for a picture later. Clearly her throat, she proceeded to ask her questions with professionalism. "Michael Dalton, yes?" Her mention of his name made her mind dart to how handsome
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" Michael couldn't believe his eyes. His own friend was kissing the woman he knew he liked! The whole scene was setting back to the last decade. Where his own best friend whom he had taken as his own blood brother had eloped with Diana. Why was fate treating him this badly? What had he done to deserve all that? Why were the women who came into his life striking him blows of smooching with people he was close with? And why were his friends betrayers?The two had broken away from the kiss, rather in reluctance and had faced him like they hadn't done anything wrong. Alicia looked at him with a disdainful sly smile, while Xavier couldn't even meet his eyes. The bastard! He had so trusted him that he had revealed a lot to him. His fist clenched. "What do you think you are doing here?" Another voice had come in place. Turning his head sideways, it was Felicia. The lady's face was unsmiling and she eyed him that it felt there was a monster in him that she hated. Or