XavierI’m getting to Angela and I know it. Last night, although she didn’t reciprocate the kiss, I knew she felt it, she felt the emotions, the message I was trying to convey. She’s holding back and I’m going to break through every wall.Parked outside her apartment, I waited for her to walk out. She’s going to curse at me for showing up this early, but I don’t care. Her front door opened and I leaned forward, anticipating her face and her choice of clothing. What I didn’t expect to see is that extra male in her life, coming out from her apartment this early in the morning.Did he spend the night here? In her arms? It took every self restraint in me not to step out of this car and beat him shitless for even considering that it’s right to spend the night in my woman’s house.He opened the door again and a little girl toddled out of the room. My chest tightened with pain when she smiled at him. She waved her hands in the air, demanding that he lifts her into his arm.That should b
Angela “Are you crazy?!” Daniel snapped at me. He followed me round the house like a lost puppy. “That is the only reason why you’ll be doing this. You’ve gone stark raving mad.” Ignoring his insults, I carried on with my hair. Unable to bear my silence any longer, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop. “I am talking to you Angela! Did he threaten you? Please tell me he threatened you.”Fed up and furious, I stopped pretending to fix my hair and turned to him. “What exactly is your problem?” I bellowed. I’m so grateful right now that Mckenzie decided to go to bed early today. “You don’t get to stand there and talk to me as if I’m about to murder Christ the second time.”“You might as well do it.” He spat. Running his finger through his hair, he began pacing from one end of the room to the other. “You are about to destroy your sister’s home, can’t you see it? You’re about to destroy the very reason why you ran away from home.”I refuse to be talked into guilt again. “Xavier sa
XavierThe moment Angela walked through that door, I first reaction was awe. Despite how many times I’ve seen her beautiful face, I’m always brought to my knees each time she appears.Her face should constantly portray happiness. It pains me that most of the time, I’m blameworthy of her tears and sadness. I hate myself for causing her pain, and for that reason, no one, absolutely no one has the right to make her cry. It took everything in me not to question her about her puffy face when she walked in. Appreciating her was the most important thing at that moment, and now that I’m done with that, I moved to more pressing issues. “You’ve been crying, and I want to know why.”She laughed nervously, trying to blow away the seriousness of the question. “What? You can tell?” My eyes narrowed at her, silently warning her to take the question seriously. “It’s nothing serious Xavier. I was just watching Titanic with_” She paused mid sentence which heightened my suspicion. “With what? Or sh
Xavier A private hospital ward isn’t somewhere I visualized myself to be tonight. Angela got shot on her arm and I insisted that the hospital should pump her with painkillers and sedatives, so she can sleep the pain over. If this happened in New York, I wouldn’t have taken her to the hospital. Hospital means alerting the press, and alerting the press means more work load in shutting them up. Lucas have on the line with me ever since the incident of the shooting. He has been calling not because he’s worried about Angela, but because he’s worried about me. I paid attention to the news as the newscaster reports the shooting incident. Livid, I pressed my eyes shut and massaged my temple. I remember vividly that I told the hotel manager that I want to keep this away from the press, and he told me he’ll handle it. Is this his own way of handling it? This is what happens when you let an idiot that you know nothing about handle issues for me. I’ve never been to Philippine except now, so I
Angela I have never been shot before until now, and I must tell you, that bitch hurts like a motherfucker. Trying to remember or figure out what happened was a futile effort. One minute Xavier was hugging me and the other minute we were on the floor with Xavier’s body trying to protect mine.When I opened my eyes almost an hour ago, I saw Daniel seated close to me with no sign of Xavier. I panicked. For a moment I thought something bad had happened to him. Daniel tried to reassure me that everything is fine, that he only stepped out to get some things and also change into something better, but I refused to trust his words. I was convinced that he was lying to me until Sly confirmed that he’s saying the truth, that Xavier just stepped out. Only when did I relax.Daniel left few minutes ago to get me my personal stuffs and clothes to change into because I feel this hospital gown is ridiculous. Before he left, I asked after Mckenzie and he told me that she’s with his parents.Xavi
AngelaDaniel is going to hate me. I know it… I can feel it. He’s against the whole closeness with Xavier because he feels it may lead to something else, but then if you think about it, I’m not doing anything wrong. Not that I want anything to do with Xavier or that I’m planning anything, but the young man is about to get divorced, so I’m doing nothing wrong with him.Xavier stopped the car outside my building. He tried to get down from the car, but I stopped him. “You don’t have to walk me to the door. I’ll go get my stuff together with McKenzie.” If he steps into the house, Daniel is going to lose his cool.Skeptical, he eyed my bandaged arm. “Are you sure you can get into the house on your own?” He looked at the house in question. “I promise not to cause any trouble.”Xavier is the very definition of trouble, but I kept the words to myself. “I got shot on my arm, not on my legs. I can get into the house without breathing my last.” He did not find the joke funny at all. I placed
XavierAngela insisted on sharing a room with McKenzie, and I believe the reason for such a decision is to keep me out. I find her decision rather annoying and the same time amusing. Staying in a different room from McKenzie is not going to make me force myself on her nor is staying in the same room with McKenzie going to stop me from making a move.She’s attracted to me, and the only reason I’ve not seduced her to my bed is that I want her to be the one coming to me. I will not be blamed for anything nor do I want her to refer to our time together as a mistake.Flipping the pancakes, I hurried to get breakfast fixed before my girls make an appearance. When Angela introduced me to McKenzie as someone special and close to the family, I felt my heart melt. I’d give anything to hear her call me dad but Angela pleaded with me to take things slow with her.Baby steps she said. She wants McKenzie to grow on me without being forced into it. I get her point though, but that doesn’t stop me fr
XavierThe whole penthouse was calm when I emerged from the library. Neither Angela nor McKenzie was seen anywhere around. I made a pit stop at the kitchen, but they weren’t there either. The plates used for breakfast have already been washed, and the dining table cleared. Plodding up the stairs, I walked straight to the room and knocked on the door. I heard shuffles at the other end before the door opened and Angela peered out through the slightly ajar door. “Hey.” She smiled tightly at me. “Is everything okay?”Someone knocked at the door earlier. It’s either her or my men. “Did you knock on the door to the library earlier? I heard someone knock.”“Oh… yes…hmm..” she cleared her throat, her eyes dancing around as if scared to meet mine. “McKenzie was asking about the ice cream promise you made, so I came to ask you if you’re still up to it but I guess you were busy.”The fact that she’s avoiding looking at me frustrated me. “You can look at me Angela, I don’t bite.” Her eyes never