September's End
"September!" September came rushing to their room holding a spatula when he heard his wife calling out to him.
He was wearing a pink apron with a huge heart print in the middle. The words 'Best Dad in the World' was printed with large letters inside the heart."What's wrong, hon?" He asked worriedly as he walked over their bed where Maeve with a nine months old tummy was panting hard."I think she's coming out!" She said and once again screamed in agony as she felt another contraction.September's eyes widened as he hastily put the spatula by their table side as he called for his eldest."Yes, Dad?" Fiona who was now seven, looked at her parents with questioning eyes as she enter the master bedroom."Fiona, please prepare your mom's bag and the baby bag too. And please hurry, wake up Freazel too," he instructed as he carried the panting and groaning wife out of their room."It's alrightHow it startedThe room was too quiet and was filled with too much tension. September Thorne sat as he keeps on tapping his finger on his lap. He's waiting for the culprit to finally show himself right before he acts on it. This is his only way of giving chances to those who had enough courage to break his rules and play cat and mouse under his nose."Come on, still won't admit? Shall I drop your name then?" he asked no one in particular.Everybody on the long gray table exchange scolding looks with one another.Who the hell offended this big shot? Everyone was suspicious of one another, they just wanted this torture to be over. They've been here for quite long already and yet, September just patiently waits
Mrs. Thorne in theMakingEverybody just can't stop staring at this head-turner lady boss. Her appeal was over the top, and her long semi-sheer red puff-sleeve dress just added to her already oozing effect to the crowd.Maeve Miller, was then, still oblivious to her surroundings. She was too busy wracking her brain in maintaining the stability of the very business her useless father had passed unto her.If only her mother was still alive, MBC Bank and Finance would never be easily trampled on the ground like it is now.She was busy studying and working her ass off overseas. Not caring a bit about her estranged Dad who had caused her mother's pain for years before she finally die
Kidnapping theManipulator"I won't do it. I'll save my mother's company without being under the mercy of that man," she said in a confident voice before she finally hangs up.As expected, that old man never fails to give her headaches every goddamn time!Just a few seconds after the call ended, her phone rang once again. She just gave it a short glance before tossing it on her chair after seeing the same caller.It rang a couple of times before it completely stopped. She thought that the worst was over but then, her phone once again produced a beep sound, a notification that someone sent her a message.She grudgingly walked ba
Willing Victim"Weak," September can't help but chuckle as he watched Maeve busied herself speeding off while murmuring how incompetent his people are.Their speed was actually beyond the speed limit set in the city but who cares? His woman can do whatever she wanted."Your men are weak!" she exclaimed as she rested her back on her seat after realizing the distance she had with the others."How do you expect my guards to win over a drag racing champion?" Maeve just glanced at him before directing her attention back on the road. Obviously ignoring the fact that he knows her secret hobby."So, where are we going?" he asked.
The Loneliest KidMaeve and Sister Helena were quietly seated on a wooden bench in the garden as they watch over the kids who were busy chasing September around.He's not actually running, everybody else can see how confused he is that the kids keeps on following him around."I think he was that kid," Sister Helena blurted out. Maeve turned to her with confusion. The nun smiled as she stared at the roundabout walk-a-thon that's happening in front of them."Sister Rose had been my mentor before I took on her place as the head of the orphanage almost nine years ago. And while I was under her training, she keeps on talking about this little boy." Sister Helena has this sad smile across her lips as she started th
Something Only Mr. Thorne Can Do"Why don't you just marry him?" Maeve wanted to throw her laptop towards Hillary who was comfortably lying on the couch of her office."Why are you here again?" She asked in an irritated voice, but her sister just laughed at her."I just ran away from the date Mom had set up," she answered with a groan."Why?" Maeve asked as she took her eyes off her sister and went back to checking the financial flows of the company on her laptop.Hillary's eyes widened as if an idea struck her. She immediately got up from the couch and ran off to her sister's table."Maeve!" Confused with
His First HomemadeMeal"You really don't like him?" Maeve tsked and gave her sister a warning gaze before prepping the steak Hillary had requested.Afraid that her sister would change her mind about that steak, Hillary shut her mouth and even gestured zipping her lips. It didn't take long before Maeve finish cooking as Hillary set the table for the two of them."What is it?" Maeve asked her sister as she cut her steak into tiny tidbits. She noticed the frequency of those stolen glances her sister was giving her while they ate.Hillary cleared her throat and set down her utensils before she faced her sister seriously."What do
The Rain is Pouring"Stop grinning like an idiot!" Maeve hissed irritatedly before she glanced back at the open door of her apartment."The rain is pouring. You told me I'm sick." September shamelessly pointed out. He's obviously happy with how fate works on his favor."You have your car. It's not like you'll be on foot on the way home." She retorted as she crossed her arms."But I'm sick!" September whined like a child that made Maeve chuckled."You said you weren't sick. I thought you're just hungry?" She asked with her right brow raising in an interrogating manner.September internally scolded himself fo