Ezekiel’s POV
The ride back was graveyard quiet, save for the steady humming from the car's engine as my driver drove us back to wherever home was for Kamille. Confusion overwhelmed me as I stared at her and the children. Could they be hers? Is there a world where she is the mother of these children? If she is, then just how much did I drink from Ellen's bowl of enticing lies. The more I thought about it, the more curious I became. Kamille must have moved on. She and the kids belong to another! I cringed in annoyance at such upsured thoughts. But what if it was true? A different kind of anger shot through my heart. Jealousy. I managed to stay quiet and continued staring until my eyes locked with the children. They too began staring at me and their mum. Curiosity engulfed their stares. Then I heard the boy who held their backpacks at the airport, whisper to the girl. “Does this gentleman not look familiar to you? I see him stealing glances at mummy.” Yeah I remember, Roen and Tyris. The other two were Torin and Royer. They nodded and suspiciously looked at me. I stayed mute as we continued the journey. “Excuse me Mister,” Tyris suddenly waved at me and I turned to look at her. “Do you by any chance know who my dad is?” She asked throwing me off balance for a split second. I was shocked at the question she asked, but clearly not as shocked as Kamille was. “Tyris!” She exclaimed, trying to make the girl stay quiet, the little girl recoiled. Her eyes popped as though they would fall out and her mouth stayed open. Then she cleared her throat and stayed calm, or she pretended to be calm. For a moment, I felt the silence return but it was shortlived. “Mummy,” Royer called out. I was calm and listening to what he wanted to ask his mother. She replied by fixing her gaze on him. “You promised us that Dad was going to come back for us, but…” he paused and took a glance at his siblings. “…but he has not come yet. Mummy, did you lie to us?” He asked. Kamille gasped but quickly composed herself. “No Royer. Mummy did not lie.” That's all she said. I wanted her to say more, I prayed Toyin would ask her more questions. But he didn't. His words broke me. They fed the sadness that was inside me and made it grow even bigger. I tried to look at Kamille hoping her expression will give her away but I couldn’t make eye contact. She was avoiding my gaze, making it obvious that her actions were deliberate. She maintained her calm facade but I saw the uneasiness she concealed and I knew something was wrong. I just couldn’t wrap my head around what it was. Damn it Kamille! What are you hiding? “We have just passed the toll gate. Where exactly are we headed, Sir.” The driver asked looking at me from the rear mirror. His question interrupted my thoughts, but it was necessary. “Hey, Kamille. Do you think you are ready to give us an actual address of where we are headed?” I redirected the question to her. She finally allowed her eyes to meet mine, then she looked away again without saying anything. After a few seconds, she took out a piece of paper from her purse and handed it to me without uttering a word. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought she took an oath to stay without talking to me. I collected the paper and passed it to my driver. He nodded and continued driving. Kamille stayed mute. She didn’t want to talk to me, so I started talking to the kids. “Hey, do you guys like ice cream?” I asked. “Yes!” They chorused with excitement in their faces. I smiled, right conversation starter I picked. “Are you getting us ice cream Mister?” Royer asked. “Yes, only if you tell me your favorite flavors,” I responded. “I like Chocolate and strawberry.” Tyris replied with more excitement than her brothers. Reon was still quiet although he now wore a smile. Kamille's silence was hard to ignore but I felt so eager to know the children that I decided to allow her brood. “Where is your best ice cream spot?” I asked Tyris. “Me? It’s Mr. Buckin's cream, close to our house in the US.” She responded. “You guys are just coming from the US?” I asked in surprise, hoping Kamille would say something but she didn't. “Yes, we are,” Torin replied. “That’s a beautiful place to live. So, why are you back here?” I was curious. “My mum said we are here to meet our father.” Reon finally said something. I was dumbfounded. I thought meeting them was fate giving me another chance. I looked at her and then focused on the children. “That’s good.” I smiled and then stayed quiet until we got to the address that Kamille gave. Reon's voice silenced mine. “We are here.” The driver announced. “Okay.” I replied and stepped out of the car and so did Kamille and her children. I signalled to Andrew and he got the men with him to help take Kamille's luggages ito the house. Kamille took the backpacks from Reon and was about to go inside when I held her hand and stopped her. “I need to speak with you for a moment.” I said. “Mmm hmmm!” she responded uninterestedly. “Go on.” She added. The children ran into the house while she stood there and looked me straight in the eye, waiting for what I had to say. “How are you? How have you been? Where have you been the entire time? The kids told me you guys were in the US. How did you even cope there with them?” I just kept on asking questions out of true concern. “I am fine. I have been good. Yes, we were in the US. I was doing just fine over there.” She responded to all my questions and didn’t say a word further. It made me uneasy. I thought we would have had a good conversation. “So, did you hear about the lawsuit against your family company? They were sued for fraud taxes.” I asked deciding to thread other grounds. “Yes, I did.” She retorted. I knew she was still angry and I couldn’t even blame her. It won’t be easy to get her forgiveness after all I did. “Can I help you guys settle in?” I asked, my enthusiasm clearly defeated. “No, I am fine. I can take care of myself and my kids.” She replied coldly and started waking away. After she took few steps, I remembered Royer’s words. So I asked, “Who is their father?” She paused and turned. Then she showed me a rage I had never seen her in before. Her brown eyes clouded with rage as she yelled, “Stay away from me! Stay away from my children! I don’t ever want you around us!” She walked hastily into the house. Heart bleed. The feeling stained my emotions and I couldn’t shake it off no matter how hard i tried. “Sir…” my driver wanted to talk but I cut him off. “This is none of your business. Just take me home.” I said. He stayed quiet but kept staring at me from the rear mirror. “Out with it.” I couldn’t take the stares any longer. “Forgive my intruding Sir, but I must say those children do have a striking semblance with you. It is just there like a big evidence to the truth.” He said. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. I believe the young Miss hid your children as some form of punishment.” He added. I sighed but for some reason, there was so much sense in what he said. So I thought about it for a bit. Could it be true? But I don’t even remember sleeping with her. The memories with her were blurry. I could not affirm the driver's analogy to be true. Sooner than I thought, I arrived at my house. As I entered the house, Ellen’s tiny voice welcomed me. Oh not again! I screamed in my head but the disdain was evident on my face. “Hi, welcome Zeke. How was your day today? How was your trip?” She sounded caring but I was not having it. “How the fuck did you get in?” I asked coldly. She dropped the fake gentleness, “Now that's not how to welcome the mother of your unborn child or is it?” I paused for a bit, a couple of responses ran through my mind. “Get lost!” I said and walked past her. I didn't wait for a response or catch an expression. She wasn't worth it.Kamille’s POVSettling down in a new place had to be the worst job I had tried in my entire life. It wasn't as fun as it sounded afterall.Looking at the beautifully arranged and decorated house, I smiled in satisfaction. Now I just had one more thing to do to make settling in complete.I moved to the living room, sat on a sofa close to the window where I can admire the beautiful orchids growing wild up the terrace.After a few rings, a voice came on the other end of the line, “Hello, Miss Smith on the line. How may I help you?” The voice was warm and welcoming.I smiled. “I would like to hire a nanny for my kids.” She asked a couple of other questions before our call came to an end. My children deserved the best nanny since I was going to be busy here in London. I had no plans of exposing them to dirt I had to clean up.Darkness clouded the skies in no time. I went up to the children's room. The boys stayed together in separate beds, while Tyris had a room of her own pretty close to
Kamille’s POVI got to the club at a little over 8:00 pm. Darkness had covered the surroundings save for the dim lights coming from the club. I walked briskly into the club. I scanned the crowd till my eyes landed on Amanda with Belle sitted to her right. I approached the bar where they were seated. “Hello Ladies.” I greeted them, catching their attention. They both stiffened, hearing my voice.They both turned slowly till they faced me.“Oh Kamille, it is really you!” Amanda sobbed and threw herself in for a hug. “We missed you so much Kamille.” Belle added as her doe eyes glistened with unshed tears.“I missed you both too.” I replied as I released myself from Belle's embrace.“Alright ladies. Let's grab some drinks and celebrate Kamille's return to the land of the living!” Amanda squealed.“I second that motion.” Belle said with a hearty laugh. “Belle?” I called out, surprised she concurred to drinking.“What? This is a worthy feat and I need a drink to better assimilate all t
Zeke's POV As I descended the stairs, my eyes fell on the venomous snake sitted in my living room, eating snacks from my pantry.“What the hell do you think you are doing?” I asked coldly. I hated being disrespected and being lied to. This woman had done worse.“Oh Zeke, I was a bit hungry so I had to eat something.” Ellen replied. Staring at her all I could think of was a thousand ways to make her life miserable. “You know how it works right? Mother and..” “Shut the fuck up and take your crappy story elsewhere.” I interrupted her from speaking more gibberish.She laughed. “You do not believe me, don't you?”I squeezed my eyes shut in frustration. Why was this damn woman pushing her luck? “Ellen I have a lot on my mind right now and would thank the universe if they can just make you go away.” I replied. Ellen's presence was disturbing. I couldn't think about Kamille the way I wanted to. Ellen just keeps reminding me of why I may never get Kamille's forgiveness and now she comes
Zeke's POV I had felt pain before but that which gripped my heart at the moment was excruciating. I could not bear the sight before me. Why was she drinking all alone at the bar? I moved a little closer. Her eyes were red and puffy. Was she crying? What have I done? Looking at her beautiful face stained with tears, I reminisce on how we used to be when were married. She was always there, always loving, very kind, very thoughtful and very patient. She was almost flawless. I caused her all the pain she is in right now. If only I had not allow Ellen poison my mind. If only I learned to love her better. If only I had known a bit earlier what she went through in the hands of her family. If only I had been there. I have failed you Kamille. Lost in thoughts, my mind wandered back to how I unraveled the malicious lies and scheming of the Manors against Kamille. I had visited their ancestral home few weeks after I got married to Ellen. She said she had missed the view of where she g
Zeke's POV I was about to lift myself from the bed when she pulled me back into an embrace. Her embrace, though filled with warmth, also hinted at something deeper, something I knew I needed to handle with care.What's wrong with the fucking AC? “Are you okay?” I asked her trying to suppress the fast growing desire churning at the pit of my stomach.“Hmmm.” She nodded in the affirmative. “Now let's get you freshened up.” I murmured gently and guided her towards the bathroom. I ran warm water over her face as she leaned over the sink, just as I was about to grab her a towel her body began reeling from the effects of the alcohol. "I'm sorry," Kamille whispered between heaves, her voice laced with embarrassment."It's alright. I'm here," I reassured, holding her hair back and rubbing her back soothingly. At that moment, I realized the depth of how much gap her absence left in my heart. I missed listening to her talk about her day and the weather even when I act disinterested. I miss
Kamille's POV As the early morning light filtered through the curtains, I groaned. My head pounded like a third world war was going on there. I shifted slightly as I felt a warm body beside me and then turned to see who it was.What the heck! His long and perfect body lay beside mine naked just like I was. I quietly lifted the covers to check myself and the memories from yesterday began flooding my thoughts.I had met up with Amanda and Belle, we had a lot to drink, they left earlier. I remember the way the alcohol had dulled my senses and clouded my judgment. And then Zeke had appeared, he took me home but his presence had stirred something within me that I had long tried to suppress.Now in the harsh light of day, regret gnawed at my insides. The last thing I wanted was to have a one night stand with him. I should have known better than to get involved with a married man, especially one with whom I shared a complicated history. My eyes glanced over his fingers. The rings were go
Zeke's POV I rubbed my eyes as I woke up, my mind still foggy from the night before. I stirred and tossed in bed and noticed the faintly scent of orchids on the other part of the bed. I sat up as I realized Kamille had left. Damn it Zeke! Guilt gnawed at me for taking advantage of her intoxicated state. I mumbled a few words and cursed as I ran a hand through my jet black hair. I lingered in bed for a bit as I couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling of uncertainty about how Kamille felt. She was in it as much as I was. Or was she not? Recalling her soft moans, how her fingers dug into my back, her beautiful legs snaked round my waist guiding me to rock us both to pleasure, I tried to reassure myself that she was just as willing. I lifted myself off the bed and my eyes fell on the little clock on the bedstand. It was almost thirty minutes past six am. I wondered why she left so early. It would be either because we had sex or because she did not want to be seen or both. I natural
Kamille's POV London's weather seemed favourable as the Monday morning sun pierced through into my room. I yawned and got off the bed. I quickly went in to freshen up. I paused for a bit and stared at myself in the mirror. I loved how my body had evolved over the years. I had added more weight , my face had become rounder and I felt more beautiful. I got dressed and moved down to prepare a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs with bread and a cup of latte for my kids and I. I got to the boys room, hoping to have a hard time getting them ready for school but they surprised me with the excitement they had. Tyris was no different when I got to her room.Today must really be a good day. I smiled as they ran down to the breakfast table.The breakfast table was noisy with their excited chattering. “Promise mummy you will tell her all about today when you get back.” I said looking at them with a pleading smile.“Of course mummy. I will tell you all about it.” Tyris said giggling. I nodded