~ MeganThe voice on the other end of the line sent shivers down my spines, it was Mr. Walter, my ex boss. It made the already breathable atmosphere turn suffocating. He was the last person I expected to hear from.“My darling Megan,” he began, his voice dripping with venom, “you won’t believe what I have,” he sneered, enjoying the uneasiness he was causing. “Exclusive details about your sister’s illness. I suggest you come to my apartment if you want to keep this under wraps. We wouldn’t want the world to know about your sister’s little past now would we?”My grip on the phone tightened, anger brewing within me. “Why are you doing this? I left your agency but you didn’t leave my life even after you almost ruined it.”I felt like jabbing a knife in Mr. Walter’s heart at this moment even though I didn’t have the stomach to do so. But how could he stoop so low? I knew Mr. Walter was an mean man capable of ruthless things but exploiting my sister’s condition for his personal beef against
~ Megan“You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, Celene. It’s your decision, and I’m here to support you no matter what.” I assured her.We spent hours talking and crying, trying to move the overwhelming situation.Eventually, I accepted that Celene was certain of her decision; that she wasn’t ready to be a mother at that point in her life. We researched options, found a reliable clinic, and I accompanied her for the procedure. That day, she lost her virginity because we opted for the surgical abortion option fearing the pills wouldn’t do.Throughout the entire ordeal, we promised each other to keep this a secret, a pact sealed by the bond we share as sisters and best friends. Celene, grappling with the emotions of it all, made me swear never to reveal this to anyone.Now, Mr. Walter was threatening to expose this deeply personal and painful secret. How he got the information ? I didn’t know neither did I care at the moment. I couldn’t let that happen.“What’s wrong?” Char
~ MeganI quickly filled Charles in on the unsettling encounter with Mr. Walter during the car ride. His face hardened as he listened, the wheels of his mind turning to formulate a plan.“We can’t let him get away with this,” Charles said, determination in his eyes. “We need to turn the tables on him. Let’s expose his dirty games before he has a chance to harm your sister.”I nodded, appreciating Charles’s resolve. Together, we brainstormed a plan to counteract Mr. Walter’s malicious scheme. We needed evidence of his threats and a strategy to ensure that he wouldn’t follow through with exposing Celene’s secret.As we approached my apartment, Charles made a call to his private investigator friend, Daniel. With Charles’s detailed explanation of the situation, Daniel agreed to help us gather evidence against Mr. Walter.The plan Involved discreetly recording any further conversations with Mr. Walter, capturing his threats and intentions. Meanwhile, we needed to expose Mr. Walter’s unethi
~ Megan“I couldn’t bear the thought of anyone finding out about it, especially after all these years,” Celene continued, her voice breaking. “Isaiah signed the agreement, and he assured me that he deeply regretted what happened at the bar. I believe him, Megan. He’s not a bad person; he’s just hurting.”I sat there, grappling with the weight of the revelation. Celene had carried this burden silently, protecting our family’s secret even from me. The complexities of our lives seemed to deepen with each passing day.“I had to keep this hidden from you, Megs,” Celene confessed, tears streaming down her face. “I knew you had enough on your plate, and I didn’t want to add to your worries. But now, you deserve to know the truth.”I reached out to hold her hand, a mixture of understanding and empathy in my eyes. “You don’t have to apologize, Celene. We’re in this together, and we’ll face whatever comes our way as a family.”She managed a weak smile, gratitude in her eyes. “Thank you, Megs. I
~Charles Megan’s expression was collected, but I knew she was dead serious. For the first time since we became a public couple, I decided to let her speak for herself because I was also curious as to whether what she was saying was true. “My husband would never,” my mother attacked Megan, then gave her a condescending look. “Not for a nobody like you.” I felt the urge to snap at her, but I controlled myself, secretly clenching my fists. My mother had become an enemy. When I took over the mantle of power, I thought she would support me, protect me, and fight for me, but the reverse was the case. Rather than being my mother, Mrs. Bianca McCall supported her brother-in-laws who thought I didn’t deserve to be the head. They had been bringing up all manner of accusations against me to prove their point, and what was worse, they were going to vote today. A unanimous vote by members of the board could bring me down. The only allies I had were my father, who was now indisposed, and my cou
~CharlesI was highly devastated, my heart slamming against my ribs. I looked at everyone in the room; there was no atom of pity in their eyes for me, not even my mother. Shame wouldn’t let her look me in the eyes because this was the height of all the betrayals she had done to me in the past. I would never forgive her for this.I looked at Megan, searching for support, but she wouldn’t look my way. My heart sank. Even Megan was abandoning me in my time of need.Reality dawned on me when the executives began to vote again, but this time, it was for my replacement. I couldn’t bring myself to participate because even breathing was becoming a task I was failing at.After all the efforts I had put into growing McCall Enterprises, all the years of hard work, endless travels, bargaining with top businessmen who were not easy to sway, countless sleepless nights—all for nothing.Yes, I had been flopping lately due to the pressure, and yes, we incurred losses in the past because I was still a
~ CharlesThe atmosphere in my office was a mixture of relief and anticipation. I sat across from Megan, still grappling with the shock of the recent events. She could see the turmoil in my eyes, the weight of my responsibilities, and the scars of past betrayals.“Thank you, Megan,” I finally spoke, my voice carrying a mix of gratitude and vulnerability.Megan reached across the table, taking my hand in hers. “Charles, we’re a team. Your father trusted me with this responsibility, and I won’t let him down. We’ll face this together.”I nodded, a hint of a smile playing on my lips. “I never expected this from you, Megan. I thought you were leaving me too.”She squeezed my hand reassuringly. “I promised to stand by you, for better or worse. And I meant it.”My eyes softened, and for a moment, the weight seemed to lift. But I knew challenges lay ahead, and we needed a strategy.Megan answered all of my undying questions which was all rounded up to a coincidental plan by my father to prote
~Charles(R18)A night that started off as something simple and perfect took an unexpected turn when we both got drunk.I stared at Megan, outlining the features of her body and I knew she grew uncomfortable under my gaze but I didn’t stop. With a small smile playing on my lips, I commented, “you are one of the prettiest women I know Megan and believe me when I say I know many women.”Megan laughed. “Stop your faltering, Charles. I think you had a little too much to drink.”I chuckled. My tolerance level for alcohol was pretty high since I was once a chronic alcoholic. It was a dark time in my life but I learned quite a lot from it. The truly drunk person between us was Megan. Her eyes could barely stay open, and she kept giggling at everything I said.My lustful eyes again wandered down her chest, to the molds of her breast, the perfect cups that I had only touched once…Fuck! I slapped myself, trying to pull my head out of the gutters it fell into. The jerk between my legs was alread