GENESISMy eyes snapped back to Jordan, utterly shocked that he would say something like that. His knees were still on the floor, and this time, he had the boldness and guts to finally look at me in my face. And a serious look on his face that almost made me believe that he could do it. But my heart knew better than to not trust a word that comes out of his mouth. My shock was instantly replaced by amusement, dark amusement and a burst of laughter erupted from my throat. I laughed at his face and did that so loud, tears quickly formed in my eyes. I wished he could do what he said, but I knew it was simply a wish, a dream, a tiny spark of hope in the deepest part of my heart and that was exactly what hurt more.   When I was done laughing, I wiped my tears and stared at him. "You can do that and more," I repeated his words. "Tell me, can you do that and more?" I asked and

   JORDANThe mansion suddenly had this empty, void feeling to it. And the maids who were always running to and fro from Genesis room to the kitchen and back to her room were no longer in sight like I didn't have one staff inside the house. It was quiet like no one else was in the house and I never realized that the sudden silence had left a terrible feeling in my troubled heart.  "Margaret...." I yelled uncomfortable at the way things were. I never realized how I had gotten used to seeing the staff with her in the kitchen or the dining. I was used to knowing she was in that house whenever I see staff going to her room because they liked her and for a strange reason, like to be around the woman I wedded. Unlike Samantha, who they always ran away from. I never realized that the atmosphere would change so much in her absence.  "Margaret..." I yelled again but this time, I turned to the st

    ********GENESISI heard noises in my room and quickly opened my eyes. I wasn't so deep in sleep and I spent the whole night rolling over and stressing over the decision I made. I wasn't so sure I did the right thing and I didn't want to end up regretting it. Coming back to Jordan was never a good idea from the start and the dreadful feeling in my stomach made my uneasiness worse.  I thought about it for so long till I decided to relax. I had made my decision, I had done what I had to do, thinking or worrying about what the future held for me wasn't going to change anything at all. So I decided to let it all go and fortunately, that was the exact moment I felt like sleeping.   I looked around my room to be sure of the noises I heard when I saw Margaret and Anna and realized it was morning already. I relaxed at the sight of them and took a deep breath

   JORDANTime passed by quickly and just as I had been doing the previous days, I got lost in my thoughts and missed all I had to do concerning work.  My mind and thought had not wrapped around the thought of being with Genesis instead of Samantha. The woman with whom my heart belonged to. Yet I still couldn't believe she would do that to me. I had sacrificed so much for her. I had ignored my pending dilema and I had even accepted my fate but I waited for her. She said no to me once before and I waited for her, I refused every other woman and spent my precious time and days waiting for the day she would be mine. My love for her made me leave my wedding and go in search of her. My love for her made me bring her to the home which was supposed to be hers. I gave her all she ever demanded for. Money, care, attention and understanding. Most importantly I gave her my heart. I was ready to hurt someone else just to ke

     GENESISTheir words cut deep like a knife and it made me feel completely overwhelmed with the memories and circumstances that led to my marriage. The questions thrown at me were no longer questions reporters usually asked. They were aggressive and loud and with the way they surrounded me, I quickly realize that a little birdy might have told them about Samantha. She was the only one who believed I stole something from her from the beginning. But their questions as well was not my biggest problem at all. Tiana and Tiffany blocked me away from them but from where I stood, I was still exposed to reporters that were behind me. And when that stone had hit, I grew suspicious of the people that surrounded me. Normal reporters were never supposed to do something so horrible to someone like me, but as I thought about this, I felt someone yank my hair forcefully in an attempt to pull my hair away from my skull. I yelped and turned around bu