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She is so incredibly small and fragile … oh so fragile, in my large hands. She fusses a little as I carry her, but then she settles, makes some cooing sounds, and goes back to sleep almost immediately, causing my heart to melt like butter on a hot pan.“Hi there. I’m your daddy.” I whisper in the gentlest and softest of voices, hardly able to believe that this perfect creation is a part of me.“Awwww! You guys look so cute together.” Jessica says, beaming proudly at us, every inch a proud mother. It is then I realize that everyone else has left the room and we’re alone with our child.I head over to sit beside her on the bed with the baby and we both just spend some time staring at our daughter.“Just look at us. I remember back then on the island when we were talking about how we never wanted kids and all that. Now, I wouldn’t give her up for the whole world.”“I know, right? She’s one of the best things to ever happen to me.”“Oh, yeah? And what’s the other best thing?” I ask her, b

I moan and lean into him, tilting my head to give him full access to my lips. My whole body feels like it’s on fire, and I’m consumed with the desperate need to have Charles at whatever cost. It’s obvious that he feels the same way from the way he’s kissing me. We kiss for long, blissful minutes, both lost in the moment.“Damn, I’ve missed you so much, Jessica. Everything about you…” He tells me, trailing kisses all over my face and down my neck. I moan sensually, and run my hands impatiently down his back, suddenly unable to control myself any longer. It feels like I’m going to die if I don’t have him, and soon at that.“Me too, Charles. You have no idea just how much.” I tell him, pulling at his shirt impatiently, but to my utter horror, he jumps off the sofa as though he has been stung by a snake or some other equally poisonous vermin.“We cant…” He groans, rearranging and straightening his shirt.“Why? What’s wrong?” I ask, looking down at myself and embarrassed to see that the fi

JESSICAIt’s been three months since I gave birth to Ava, and she’s growing much more rapidly than I can keep up with. She’s a happy, healthy baby with a bubbly personality, and seeing her beautiful smile never ceases to fill me with joy, just as it feels Charles with joy. He's no doubt her favorite person in the world, and watching them together is one of the things I like to do best.She looks so much like Charles, and therefore, like Charlotte too, something that is sometimes unnerving, but I love my daughter very much and wouldn’t give her up for the whole world. Charlotte is still nowhere to be found, but Sebastian and Charles are still on high alert, not wanting to be caught off guard which I understand, but I’m no longer comfortable.I feel like I’ve overstayed my welcome at Aunty’s place, although of course, she never gives me any reason to think so. Still, I can see the signs that my continued presence at her house has some effects, for instance, there was a day that Donald,

It does not take long after I leave for the garden for me to start to feel bad at the way I had spoken to Charles. He had had a look of genuine confusion on his face as to why I acted the way I did.“Anyway, that’s his business. If he wants to get all chummy with blondie, by all means, let him do so, but then he can’t eat his cake and have it too.” I think spitefully to myself, trying to justify my rude behavior.A soft and gentle breeze is blowing in the garden, which is almost a replica of the one at Sebastian’s house where I was kidnapped a few years ago. I had always loved that garden, as did Carol after she got married to Sebastian.It would be nice for Charles to plant one in his compound. If we ever define our relationship, I’ll definitely enjoy spending time there, and planting numerous colorful flowers and plants, as I’m sure our daughter would too.Ava coos contentedly, and I smile at her and kiss her smooth, small forehead, breathing in her sweet baby smell, my heart awash

CHARLESAt first, I’m angry when I learn that Jessica has taken off without at least one bodyguard to keep her company. I send Richard and another guard to go after her immediately, reckoning that she wouldn’t have gone very far, but I am wrong. There is no sign of her or Ava anywhere around, and the two guards return after a while, looking defeated.“I’m probably overreacting.” I try to convince myself, but I’m doing a piss poor job of it. I know just what Charlotte - I hate to think of her as my sister - is capable of, and I know that she has a habit of striking when one least expects it. Look what she had done to Samantha for chrissakes.For someone to first shoot at a pregnant woman, and then slit her throat after doing that, shows just how evil such a person is. I actually know that she has done more than that, after all, she was once part of a cartel, and had taken delight in torturing people who wronged her cartel.It was my mother who had introduced her to the leader of the ca