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Chapter 11

~DESMOND~"Hey mum." I mumbled rushing past her, through the living room. "Where's Caleb?" Anna asked, walking out of the kitchen with her headphones around her neck."He's at home." I sat at the dining table. "I'm just here to give you some news.""Caleb - home?" Patricia moaned, her eyes flashing wide open. "You finally got a nanny or what?""Even better. Where's dad?""He'll be back in any minute. But why didn't you come with my grandson?" She mumbled with her lips pressed. "I've not seen him in a while. I miss him so much.""You'll see him soon, mum."Silence followed at the table before she finally spoke, folding the napkin in her hand."And you said you had something to tell me, Desmond." "Is it about the company again?" Anna asked.“No,” I answered quickly. “The company’s fine. I just… there’s something more important.” Anna leaned slightly forward, her tone lazy but curious. "That sounds serious. You’re not resigning, are you?”I let out a small huff of amusement. “Please

Chapter 12

~DESMOND~Once I saw her face go like that, the air left me. I let my head fall into my palms. Then I pushed my plate of salad forward. Anna snatched the phone from where Patricia had dropped it and peered at the screen, curiosity making her lean in.Her expression twisted, then hardened. “What the hell?” she murmured, then louder, half-laughing, half-hysteric: “What the hell is this, Des?” She clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled in disbelief. She was enjoying all of this, no doubt.“You’re right, Desmond. Explain that!” Patricia was now on her feet, hands flying to her hips.“What do you want me to tell you?” I asked, keeping my voice level.“Who is that?” Anna demanded.“Melissa,” I said, meeting Patricia's glare.“Is it just me, or does she look exactly like - you know?” Anna’s words trailed into the accusatory space between us.“Exactly,” Patricia snapped. “I think you should explain. Or is it the same person? I’m sure I watched Isabella get buried.”“She's not Isabella.” M

Chapter 13

~MELISSA~ I drifted slowly around the living room, my fingers brushing against the ornate picture frames that lined the walls.Heavy waterfalls. Lush green gardens. Elephants trudging through the mud. Birds caught mid-flight.It was obvious - Desmond had a thing for nature.The entire room felt like a quiet museum of such paintings.I was still admiring one of the paintings when the sound of squealing brakes reached me from outside.The school bus was here.Moving toward the window, I parted the sheer curtain just enough to see the yellow vehicle stop at the walkway. A hiss of air, and a pair of doors swung open. Finally, a small figure in a blue jacket came bounding out.I didn't expect to see Desmond Steele's son in a school bus.“Caleb,” I murmured, watching his tiny steps bounce down the path, his energy radiating like fire.A moment later, the front door burst open.“Mum!” he squealed, flinging himself at me so hard I almost toppled backward.I gave a shaky laugh. “Whoa! Carefu

Chapter 14

~MELISSA~ The silence stretched long between us in the car as the giant gates slid open. We rolled down the stone-paved driveway, the sound of Caleb's video game loud from the back seat.The villa was filled with mansions. It looked like something out of a royal documentary. Old world charm, glass walls that reflected the sun, and a stillness that warned you this was no place for mistakes.What exactly have I brought myself into this time? Well, Desmond said it'll be fine.Caleb ran ahead of us inside once the butler opened the door.We followed him up to the parlour.The first person that caught my eyes - I didn’t need to be told before I knew she was Desmond’s mum. It was written all over her - her presence, her make-up, her dressing, her weird large colorful bangles and gold rings. She was busy watching whatever it was Caleb was showing her from his iPad, pretending to be impressed for his sake.Mr. Steele was seated with his face in the newspaper he held, his eyes fixed in a bi

Chapter 15

“You’re kidding, right?” He was still leaning on the board, staring at me.“Do I sound like I’m kidding?” I faced him, my frown meeting his gaze. His green eyes were fixed on me, his chest pushed against the black woolen turtleneck he had on - stiff, as if he held his breath.I didn’t want him to catch me studying his body, so I flashed my eyes back on his face. That’s when I caught the curve of his lips, one wrapped around the other in what looked like a mild smirk. Slowly, it stretched wider. Then, all at once, his mouth opened, and his entire body burst into a loud, cackling laugh.A crease formed between my eyebrows as I watched him.“You find this funny, don’t you?” I demanded.“I’m sorry,” he coughed between chuckles. “But it is.”I folded my arms and faced him squarely.“I mean… it’s a joke, isn’t it?”“I’m not joking, Desmond. I’m serious.” I stepped closer. “This whole thing is beginning to feel like a burden, and I doubt if I’m cut out for it.”“So, you just want to quit? Go

Chapter 16

As Desmond led me up the stairs, I couldn’t help the swirl of curiosity tightening in my chest. I still wasn't comfortable holding his hand yet but he didn't mind. All I just did was follow his lead.I had a feeling I already knew about where we were going. The chamber. The same one room he’d forbidden me from entering. I don't know if I still care about seeing it. What could be there that would move me?Well, we reached the long corridor and passed the bookshelf and he didn’t stop. My made-up smile faltered.If he wasn't taking me to see his secret room, then what?I followed silently. And finally, he stopped before a door to my room. Turning the handle, he pushed it open with a quiet motion and looked over his shoulder.“Go in,” he said simply.I hesitated, my brows pulling together. But I stepped forward anyway."Desmond, what is it?" I can't hide my curiosity anymore."Just go in and you'll see.""Hhhhh," I breathed, taking over the handle from him. "Okay."I pushed it open and

Chapter 17

~DESMOND~I stood in front of the mirror, tugging at my collar for what had to be the fifth time. The reflection staring back at me didn’t seem satisfied, no matter how many times I straightened my tie or smoothed my jacket.As usual, it wasn’t the collar that bothered me. It was her.Melissa hadn’t looked as impressed as I thought she would be yesterday. I had gone out of my way to surprise her. Weeks spent setting up that room, choosing every color, every piece of furniture, every fabric, right down to the ridiculous number of dresses in the wardrobe. With Sarah’s assistance, of course.I even had the walls done in what I thought was her favorite color. Most of the photos I’d seen of her had that shade somewhere in the background.And yet, when she saw everything, she only smiled. The kind of smile she faked.She wasn’t still angry about what happened with my parents, was she?Maybe she was just overwhelmed. Maybe I was overthinking it.I stared at her hospital photo on my phone onc

Chapter 18

~MELISSA~“Melissa.”Desmond’s voice whispered over my shoulder, and I turned to meet his eyes.“Excuse me, please,” I smiled at the men I had been speaking with, then faced Desmond.“Can we go now?” I asked, seeing how easy he was.“Hey, um…” he murmured, his eyes lowered. He looked... worried. “I gotta leave, Melissa.”“Let’s go, then.” I said quickly, hoping it wasn’t what I was thinking.“Umm, I’m going alone, actually.” I thought right. “Something urgent came up.”“What? You want to leave me alone with them?” I sounded more helpless than I intended.“I won’t be long.” He reached for my shoulders, gripping them comfortingly. His voice was calm, as if he could sense my panic. “Okay?”He turned to leave. “I’m calling Sarah right now. She’s coming to drive you home once you’re done here.”His voice faded across the exit.And who is Sarah?An hour later, I was waiting in Desmond’s office. I've been here for almost twenty minutes, trying to keep myself busy flipping through the reports

Chapter 19

The silence between us stretched as the darkness around us did.I was still consciously looking around. Perhaps I could find a recognizable landmark.He finally spoke, his voice breaking through the stillness.“So, you’re still not going to tell me your name, moi belle?”"What?" I turned to him, my lips flipped open."Moi belle," He repeated, turning from the driveway to look at me. "You know what it means don't you?""I know. Don't call me that!""Then tell me your name."I didn’t bother looking at him again. My eyes stayed on the window, watching the city lights flicker and fade into the distance. “You don’t need it,” I said softly.He let out a low chuckle, one that carried a smug edge. “Still playing mysterious, huh?” His hand moved carelessly on the wheel, as though he was enjoying the drive more than the company.I said nothing. The silence stretched until it began to feel heavy.Then all of a sudden, my phone rang. My heart skipped when I saw the caller ID. Desmond.“Where have

Chapter 20

"You still can't help but crave my warmth, can you?" Raymond's whisper reached my ear and I turned to find his arm still crossed around me, mine around him."You asked to come in," I mumbled back defensively, my voice rough and my eyes barely opened."You could have said no. But you never did. You can't. That's why I have what I have and you have nothing.""That's not true," My voice lowered."How did you like seeing me yesterday?"I didn't say anything. I just shut my eyes trying hard to fight his image out of my head. But I couldn't. He was still here, realer than he ever was. Closer to me than he ever was."You did, huh?" His hand squeezed at my arm. "You wouldn't last here. I know it and you know it. You'll soon be running back to me.""No!" I pushed him off and felt my head slip down the pillow. My eyes flashed open at once. I woke up to find the bed empty. Raymond wasn't here with me. Just the faint indent where Caleb had slept was already gone, his warmth replaced by the cool

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