All Chapters of Twice To The Altar : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Mr Harris turned to face his wife, her raised brow was enough to flatten his resolve, he felt soreness down his throat as the words couldn’t be spoken but he knew he couldn’t escape it that easily.“Dickson, you know something, don’t you?” She said again, this time with a firmer tone.Drake and his brothers exchanged confused expression. It was glaring that their father had something to hide. They all faced him, Mr Harris felt backed to a corner,This was it, his worst fear but on the other hand, was the fear of the unknown worse than loosing a beloved child?“He was my love child.”“What?”“Oh my goodness!”“Dad!”Just as he had expected, all their reactions mirrored his fears. He turned to his wife who had her hand wrapped around her head as if trying to hold in a throbbing pain.“I am sorry I had to keep this away from everyone… I mean, I found out he wasn’t mine eventually and I turned him to an orphanage.”“Wow! Dickson! Just wow! You are totally callous, I had…..” his wife buste

“Drake, I found something.”Amelia’s sudden word caught through the tension at the base of Drake’s mind, he had desperately wished he wouldn’t have to take another look at that awful diary, despite feeling no attachment towards Anabelle, it was still hard to get over her harsh betrayal from the past penned down in innocent letters.“Come closer babe, it said here that…. read this paragraph.” Amelia said, pointing the book his way.Drake reluctantly collected it from her, he knew she was only trying to be of help but he wished she had better read it to his hearing, it was more difficult to read Anabelle’s smooth handwriting.“EC didn’t show up as usual, I had to go check up on him at the orphanage. I was about to enter when I saw the spoiled Harris brat, I left without getting to see my heart robe.”Amelia exchanged knowing looks with Drake, obviously, he was the Harris brat. Drake shrugged his shoulders pretending not to feel broken by what she had qualified him with. He had remembere

“Fancy running into you here my love.”Amelia felt a loud thumping sound in her heart as the deep voice carried so much deceit just as she remembered it. Leonard Lang, her ex-fiancé, stood there with a smug look on his face. He looked ravagingly sophisticated in the flashy designer suit he had on.Just like most new money, he likes to flaunt how much he had accrued wealth so spending on flashy materialistic things had always given him so much excitement coupled with the fact that he had a great athletic build to compliment it, a trait Amelia used to find attractive but unfortunately repulsive to her now.“Hi Leonard.” She responded, gathering her composure.“You look…..” “Don’t patronize me Leonard, you do not need to talk about my look, now that we have exchanged pleasantries, I think it’s high time you move out of my way.”“I was about to say, you look stunning as ever despite all the turbulence around you.”Amelia was pissed, obviously it is no news to the world that the Harris we

“Amelia, Crane is a dangerous man.”The tone of Graham’s voice was enough to send panic into Amelia’s bloodstream. She had never heard her father talk that way before. He had taught them to embrace how powerful their foe was but the lesson he forgot to add was backing off when the enemy’s blow comes with destruction that you aren’t fit enough to wave off.“Dad, is there a way we can get him arrested?”“Amelia, I know you are trying to help Drake but don’t get involved at all because I do not want you to become a target again”“Dad, the Harris are in trouble and so is everyone under their roof.”“Relocate abroad with your son till the storm is over.”Amelia felt terrible, one thing was certain, her father didn’t want to help her or perhaps there is more that he was hiding.“Please dad.”Graham’s phone rang and she picked the receiver, they spoke for a lengthy time before he dropped it.“Can we talk about this some other time and in a more suitable place probably my golf course, perhaps

Graham kept tapping his feet as he waited for her arrival, soon enough, Charlotte walked in hastily and snaked his hand around his neck, she dropped a soft kiss on his lip,To her happiness, he deepened their kiss.He rested his hands on her butt as he kept teasing her tongue with his. Soon after he pulled away gently but Charlotte wasn’t satisfied, she wanted more of him.“It has been three freaking days Graham, my body misses you.”Graham put his hand on her breast and started rubbing them together, he put his mouth to her ears and whispered dirty words into it, before he could stop halfway, she jumped on him and attached her his to his,The steamy feeling between them grew as Graham’s erection bulged out. There was absolutely no going back, he knew that, Charlotte started unbuttoning his shirt revealing his hairy chest.The huge lion tattoo stood out boldly on the top of his left nipple down his rib cage. He had inscribed in Latin the name of his gang “Black thread”.Helena Dinkins