You are just...mmh...a donkey butt!" she spat as Chanel rolled her eyes and chuckled a bit.
"Donkey butt? That's what you can come up with? Girl, if your marriage ain't working, it ain't working. No need to deny it" her smile made Mikaella want to scratch her face with her sharp fingernails.Coming here to confront Chanel wasn't working for Mikaella especially when she was bad at trash talking. Chanel seemed flawless at everything she did, trash talking included. Mikaella stood there like a fool infront of the workers of Channel 5 news. Some giggled, some whispered and Chanel gave her an evil glare signalling to her that 'she had better stayed home'.Embarrassed and lacking words, Mikaella stormed out of there running to the cab that popped at the right moment and at the right time."Just drive" her eyes bulged with fury as she told the cab driver."I should have called her a dirty bitch or a baffoon" she slammed her forehead talking to hRoman Cervantes"We have to come up with strategies to make sure that our goods reach the target market" Kevin unflaggingly insisted.The board members seemed impressed with his idea and so was Roman. The slight buzzing of a phone jostled everyone's attention to Roman. He excused himself and exited the room in a rush. SOSHe knew what it meant either Mick was in danger or Seth was in harm's way. Dialling Mick's number he called her over and over but the calls went straight to voicemail. Deploying the one thing he never thought he would use, he tried to track down Mick with his phone. Needless to say he acted like a real husband by pinning a tracker on her skin the other day when she was drunk and if that wouldn't work he could always track her phone.Her location popping up on his screen, he wondered what she was doing all the way outside town. Hours later, he parked his car away from the cab and rushed out. His grey eyes met with Mick'
"Roman? I can't do this anymore,"she said restlessly.Sure the night was calm, the air soothing, the house quiet but Mick's heart was none of those. Roman had just confessed his feelings for her but did he confess to remedy the situation? To ease her nerves? To make her stay? To make her believe in some stupid fairytale that a man such as himself could love her?His breath fanned her neck and her well she was restless call it uncomfortable even, to be in his arms."Then let me show you how much I adore you, Mikaella," he whispered and Mick could feel the heat radiating from his body on her back. She could feel his core harden against her butt and she bit her bottom lip to stop the agonizing emotions that were struggling to be released."Let me show you just how much you matter to me," he whispered once more and her breathing hitched.Roman was stubborn, she gave him that. He still had his hands on her empire waist not intending to let her
Roman Cervantes"You always have a knack of interrupting me when things are going great. What is it, Kevin? Why'd you have me rush all the way to this restaurant" "It's Kim. She has a new boyfriend," Kevin started mortified as he glanced at her sister and the Italian guy she was having dinner with across their table."Yeah, so what? Kevin we talked about this. We have to let her grow""Ro, the dude is not even Italian. He's a mechanic and all he wants is to impregnate her, marry her and get her wealth," Kevin said and Roman rolled his eyes.Sad to say but his brother was a control freak when it came to their little sister Kimberly. Even he looked over at the table their sister was at, he could tell that she was happy and he didn't want to ruin that."You are overreacting again," Roman sighed calling the waiter to pay up but Kevin sneaked a device in Roman's ear."Just listen," Kevin nudged, "I sneaked a tiny microphone
All this seemed like a joke to her. One minute she was getting intimate with her husband and the next he was lying on a hospital bed recovering from hideous bruises. She got to the hospital later after begging Raque to go to the mansion and watch over her sleeping son.She didn't know why but her hands trembled mercilessly. Mikaella never knew that marrying Roman Cervantes would cause so much chaos in her life. And by chaos she meant, the turmoil in her heart, the worry eating her from the inside that Roman could have died in that cell. This is not what she had signed up for. She looked up watching her in laws playfully smack their son, Kevin. Were they not worried? Or were they used to things like these?"Ma'am, ma'am?" The nurse who had witnessed Mikaella's state of shock tapped her hand slightly, "you asked for your husband's room number?"Coming to reality, she released a forced smile,'yes'"It's 609"And with that she left, making sm
RomanWhen she finally showed up he couldn't help but feel guilty. Guilty over how in just a spur of the moment, Jo had messed him up and yet here was Mikaella casually packing his meds in the duffle bag.It irked him that she said nothing since she got to the hospital. Knowing his wife, she would have made a fuss about him being reckless or even ask why he did what he did in the first place, why he was in jail in the first place but noo. Mick was as silent as a mouse occupied with the packing. Deep down he knew it was better, deep down he didn't want to talk to her not after Jo appeared in his life. Not after realizing that...that...he didn't want to say it.Ten minutes later they were out of that hell hole, he hated that place. Especially the food. He stared out the window his mind so occupied while his dearest wife Mikaella did the same. She too seemed occupied by something. Something had changed, he couldn't quite pin it but something seemed off about
"Think of it, this way. Mommy is taking a vacation or a business trip and when it's done she'll come back,"she knelt down on the concrete path outside Seth's school.She bit her lip trying to sound so tough, wiping the strands of black hair from her son's face. Next to them was James, waiting impatiently for the conversation to end and he would take the kid home per his boss' orders. "I don't understand, mommy. Why can't I come with you?"This time she smiled, looked at his eyes and hugged him so tightly that the kid almost choked."I love you baby. So much. You know that right?" She held the back of his head before pulling out of the embrace and kissing his forehead."And I love you too, mommy. From the moon and back"And well that was that. She watched as the car drove away and she couldn't help it. She was leaving her baby for the very first time, that too for her selfish reasons. But no, she was not going to run. Her brother
Thanks," she smiled appreciatively taking her driver's hand for support.Immediately she was out of the car, the cameras flashed her face. Some asking her if the men behind her were her escorts. Truth be told once she had stepped out of the vehicle, she hadn't looked back to see who was who. But if there were men behind her, that would only mean that her dad had sent some men to keep watch over her despite her insisting she would be alright.She took one step at a time giving the paparazzi time to capture her beauty. Dressed in a silver strapless gown and one of her family's heirloom necklaces on her neck, she flushed a smile walking further. Odd enough, the four inch heels her mother had ordered for her felt comfortable. She took out her card showed it to the man standing out the event before getting in the ballroom.Now if there's one thing, the Griffin family were known for was their way of showing off. The party seemed nice. Formal, everything around s
MikaellaImmediately she got home, she let her legs sprawl over the bed. Tonight, she felt carefree. She felt like a teen all over again. Not a mother nor a wife to an ungrateful husband, but a teen.It was not her intention to make a fool of people at the party but Marcus wouldn't stop. Just to prove a point, he had poured hot cheese on some guy just to prove that the whole event was infact filled with snobs. She remembered how the guy had called Marcus dumb telling him that in no way did could he afford to pay for his five hundred dollar suit. The rest of the night went on with her listening to Marcus' stories of how he had encountered a bunch of snobs in the station. The night had surely brought life to her forlorn heart and from Marcus she had learnt that her life wasn't as bad as she claimed."So you are telling me you left your son just to attend what? Some man baby's party. Damn and I thought you were ruthless. Not to be confused I think you ar