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 bearing pregnancy tales. Anger surged through me. “Now I believe you would not like to be reminded of what I am capable of if you think you can fucking lie to me AGAIN!” I barked hoping the message hit how I wanted it to. Did it? Or she wasn't lying. “Here are the pregnancy test result sheets. If you want more proof, then we can run a paternity test after the child is born.” Ellen replied stretching forth the papers in her hands. I stood there not moving for a second, then I took hold of the papers from her. My eyes skimmed over the test result. How can this be? I only slept with her just one damn time! The agitation and frustration began to bubble. How about Kamille? If I really am the father of her children, then I might as well be the Father of Ellen's child. My thoughts grew wilder. Ellen seeing I was lost in thought, left the sofa and came over to where I was standing. She leaned into my chest and began stroking my neck. “You know how much I have always loved you right? This baby is proof of the love we share Zeke. I know we maybe divorced at the moment, but I believe we can work things out. It might be hard but we need to do this for our child.” She said calmly with pleading eyes. Scoffs. Same old sly and cunning bitch. I threw the result papers to the floor and pushed her filthy hands away from me. “Do you think you can use the child in your womb to sneak your way into my life?” I asked in anger. I did not wait for her response and added, “I will take responsibility for the child, give money, child support, my last name, anything that the child needs, I will provide. But that sham of a marriage between you and I ended a long time ago and nothing will change that. Not even the child in your womb.” I saw the shock in Ellen's face as her grey eyes seemed darker in shade. Her face was squashed by the terror in my words. “What have I done to deserve all this hate Zeke?” She cried. “Those tears do not suit your cunny self. It is boring to watch.” I said in disgust. “I should have known.” She laughed. “ You are willing to hurt this innocent baby just because of that barren and dead woman!” Tsk. She was becoming too noisy. “What are you talking about?” I asked moving farther away from her. I leaned into the wall close to the door. “Zeke do you know how our child will be looked down upon by society just because we are not together? Do you know the emotional trauma that child will have to battle with? I can take it if you love another person after we divorced, but I did not think you would leave your heart at the gates of hell for a woman long dead!” She screamed. Her eyes were swollen from her crying. Great performance indeed. She was not done with the lamenting, “Now thinking about it, I wonder if you ever loved me. You just used me as compensation for Kamille's barrenness!” I squinted my eyes at her words. “Did that hit a nerve?” She laughed maliciously. What did I ever see in this crazy woman? “Why do you hate me so much over a dead woman?” She asked more soberly. I was about to respond that Kamille was very much alive but I remembered the promise I made to her. I gritted my teeth in anger. “Do you know how much pain, hurt and shame you have put me through?” I asked her when her sobbing became more unpleasant to hear. She looked up at me. “You deceived me into thinking that Kamille was the problem when all she ever did was love me unconditionally. You poisoned my mind against her and lured me into making the worst decision of my life which was marrying you! Had I not been so foolish to believe all your lies, I would have still been married to her!” I barked venting a bit of my frustration on Ellen. She'd be dead if I vented ALL my anger on her. Turning a blind eye to the river of tears streaming down her cheeks I did the only thing that could keep me from strangling her neck; I took a few steps towards the door and pressed the buzzer. Andrew arrived in seconds. “Escort Miss. Manor out.” I ordered. I pulled out the only thing I had left of my marriage with her and threw it at her feet. “Leave and never return.” Ellen stared at the gold ring as though she were in a trance. Just as I made to leave, she came at me again with more ferocity. “You can't do that to me!” She yelled. “What of this baby? You can't fucking do that to us?” She kept screaming. I signalled to Andrew who came in with a guard. “I am sorry ma'am but you have to leave now.” Andrew said and together with the guard, they ripped her off me. “Let me go! Take your filthy hands off me.” She yelled at them but her screams were in vain until she said, “I know my fucking way out!” They lessened their hold. She took a few seconds to compose herself. “I hope you will not regret this.” She said. I did not have the strength to respond to her. Like I actually cared. Disappointed and hurt, she reluctantly walked out the door and so did Andrew and the guard. I sighed. I went up to my study. As I slumped into the velvety seat, I felt tired. How on earth did Ellen get pregnant? Last thing I needed was Ellen causing trouble now I was trying to earn Kamille's forgiveness. But Kamille already had kids for another man. I squeezed my eyes shut. Damn! My mood was sour and down. It needed uplifting. I stood up, picked up my car keys and left. I arrived the club house in no time. I went through the VIP entrance. I hated the crampy smell on the main floor, plus too many people. I walked into the bar. Nearing the table I loved to sit, I saw a lady sitted alone. Her head was bent, allowing her bright chestnut brown hair fall over her face. A feeling gripped at my heart. She feels familiar. My heart began racing and just then she raised her head and downed the drink in front of her. Sadness engulfed her eyes. I froze. What kind of game was the universe playing on me?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
Ellen’s POV“What the fuck!” I screamed in horror as I stared at the document in my hands. I lifted my eyes to meet Becky’s astonished gaze.“What the hell Ellen? You need to calm down. We tried our very best to ensure the implantation worked out.” Becky replied in hushed tones. Becky had always been keen about excellence and perfection for as long as I can remember. When she ventured into the medical field, I knew she would do excellently well. We had been friends since preschool. She was the perfect reproductive endocrinologist to help me get pregnant with Zeke’s baby, but staring at the result she gave me, seemed to drain all my hopes away.“Since you tried your best, can you tell me what the fuck happened?” I asked.“Well, from the results of the tests run, it was found out that the In vitro fertilization failed due to a poor sperm motility rate and this could have happened due to the condition of the sperm as at when we used it.” Becky replied like the professional that she was,
Zeke's POVAs I entered the lively casino, the flashing lights and buzzing atmosphere immediately pulled me in. It was crowded as usual, but I found it irritating.“Look who we have here.” I turned to see Zane walking towards me with a glass of wine in his hands. “Long time no see brother.” He added as we shook hands and patted each other's shoulders.“Yeah. Long time no see.” I replied. We walked past the sexy strippers, we passed a few men playing card games and a whole lot of other interesting views before arriving in the private suite.“Brotherr.” Fletcher called out excitedly and shoved aside the lady that was clinging to him. “Fletcher.” I smiled. “Seems some habits are too precious to outgrow.” I added. They laughed.“Well, a man got to do what a man must.” Fletcher replied.We settled in and ordered for more drinks. Fletcher sent the lady away, leaving just the three of us in the suite.“How have you been brother? Did you miss us?” Zane asked. I raised a brow at him.Missed t
Kamille's POV I woke up to Amanda and Belle's messages. They were coming to visit. I had prepared a lot of biscuits, cakes and juices in anticipation of their arrival. It was also the first time my kids would be receiving visitors since we arrived London. Tyris was particularly excited to meet my friends.At about eleven am, the doorbell struck. I hurried down the steps to answer.“Hey bestie!” Both of them greeted with excitement. Both took turns to give me warm hugs and pecks on both cheeks.I led them inside the house. They came laden with gifts for the kids. “Come here my little darlings.” They both said with arms wide open and my kids fell into them. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of joy and gratitude.They gave each of my children gifts and Tyris was in love with the pretty doll that they gave her. The boys all got toy cars, games and building bricks. They soon forgot about us and became engrossed with their gifts.I guided them to the dining room where we could have som