Marcus's heart began beating rapidly; he could feel all his blood pumping into his heart at once like it was getting flooded."He is real, we love the same book, same color, and same fruit," the little boy explained to his mother, trying to make her understand.Without thinking, Marcus got up and cleared the entire breakfast off the table, sending it splattering to the floor. "How dare you shout at me?" He roared at the boy, who was now crying and scared out of his pants.Nera quickly grabbed her son in shock, hugging and shielding him from his father's rage."I am your father!" He yelled. "I am your father, and you have to learn to respect me in this house!""Marcus!" Nera yelled back at him. "Have you gone mad? What's wrong with you?" She yelled at him.Sam hid in his mother's arms, scared to death as he kept crying.Marcus breathed in and out; he could not believe his son knew Frank's name and all of his favorite things. The meeting was nothing like an accident. Frank crossed the
The entire pub became quiet, everyone's eyes and attention on the two men. They looked like two lovers quarreling, and it was somehow embarrassing for Marcus as he could be easily identified between the two.So he quickly pushed Frank's arm off him and stormed out of the pub, fuming. The boy had become too comfortable with him.Frank sat back in his chair, realizing he was acting out of order. He needed to come back to his senses before he made it obvious that he wanted to meet the idiot's wife.He grabbed his bottle of beer and drank it up; patience was all he needed. The contract was signed, and he was going to officially meet the mother of his precious child soon after four years and this time it was a meeting that he was looking forward to.He logged onto his social media accounts and continued where he left off with the stalking about her life. The most interesting part was the gossip stories during the time that she and Marcus lived in Taxes.He could see why the old fool was de
Nera was left with no option but to keep quiet. She could hear the agitation in his voice and stepped back for a second. She walked to the wardrobe to check on the sex drugs.She took out everything that was not related to sex and flushed it down the toilet.Only the small sex pills and the beetroot herb were left.She then walked back to where Marcus was standing and held his hands."Any red flag, any change in your behavior or health, I am throwing everything down the toilet," she warned and walked out of the room.Marcus closed his eyes in relief as he took a seat on the bed. It was never his intention to deceive his wife, but something that started with one lie ended up becoming a lifelong lie.He began wondering what would have happened if he had come clean and confessed his infertility. Over the years he had convinced himself that Nera would have left him, especially since she was not materialistic and would be married to Greg with a lot of children.He doubted she would have a
In the bedroom, Frank released to his full force and collapsed into her arms after his third round. It was like old times but the only difference was that this time he was enjoying and not disgusted by what he was doing.He had slept with a lot of women before Shelly, but none matched the woman holding on to him for her dear life. It explained why she was always in his mind every time he touched another woman.She was very different from the rest of them, she knew his body in and out and knew how to touch the right spot to light up the excitement in him. He could do all the things he wanted to her, and not once did he ever hear any complaints from her. She enjoyed it too and from the rocking of her body, he could tell he always did the right things too.He did not want to compare her to Shelby, but he couldn't help it. The excitement she brought inside of him was too much for him not to compare.What surprised him was the fact that he did not feel guilty that he was cheating on Shelb
Frank could hear his own heart on the verge of bursting out of his chest. Finally, he was able to hear her beautiful voice. He wondered what it would feel like if she lay next to him and whispered in his ears the whole night."Hello, is someone there?" Nera asked. She could hear the heavy breathing on the other end of the line. But the person was not saying a word.Marcus, who had just finished showering, walked out of the bathroom and found Nera on his phone."Honey, this person on the phone is not saying anything," she said, walking up to him."They kept calling, so I was left with no option but to answer," she explained as she handed the phone to Marcus.Marcus looked at the phone. "They hang up," he replied, checking through the call logs.To his shock, it was Frank. He smiled at his wife. "Just some useless contractor demanding for his pay," he replied and threw the phone away."Just block them," Nera advised as she walked out of the room."Surely I will do that," Marcus replied,
Marcus stared at his phone in horror; he did not even get the chance to put him in his place over the disrespectful cuddling and call he made in the morning.However, the tone of his voice was more worrying, he sounded like he was excited and eager to stay, and making excuses. He could not tell if he was overthinking, but he had a bad feeling.The bad part was that there was no clause in the contract that stipulated that he needed to leave after sleeping with Nera. "Fuck!" he yelled. He had earlier thought he had covered everything but was wrong.At the courthouse, Frank walked back to his sister and told her the good news. They had a lot to do, starting with Sarah's travel documents since she entered the country on extradition.He hired a lawyer of his own and began the process while they searched for an apartment on the opposite side of where Marcus lived. He intentionally chose the earlier in order to give Marcus sleepless nights.He did not want to attract any suspicion from the o
Marcus began stammering. Nera going to Texas meant one thing, and that one thing was Greg Blair. Ever since they moved to Florida, she never visited her uncle or even tagged along alone on the trips he used to make with Sam.But out of the blue, she was talking about visiting the useless uncle, who was yet to accept their marriage even after six years.Not once did he make attempts to visit her. For the past four years, they only made phone calls or Zoom meetings. So her talking about visiting meant she wanted to take a break from the marriage."What are you going to do with Texas?" He finally found the words to ask."My uncle lives in Texas; what kind of question is that?" She asked, annoyed.Marcus was quiet, he walked to the bed and took a seat."You can't just get up and say you are going away without planning," he replied "We are talking about my uncle; we do not need to get permission; I want to visit him," she insisted. She was tempted to ask whose permission she needed to get
Marcus was caught out of words, as he kept staring at her."Do you ever use your head? Am I some kind of slave to you that you have to bind me to this house?" She yelled on top of her voice.Marcus was taken aback. "Nera, you have not even heard my explanation," he tried to speak, but she ignored him and blushed past him. She was not in the mood to hear him out or any explanation that she knew was only a bunch of excuses."Nera! Nera!" He yelled on top of his voice.But she went straight into Sam's room and locked herself in.She could not believe the manipulation. Marcus closed the line. All she wanted was some fresh air away from him, but he had the audacity to call Uncle Luke.She joined Sam in his bed and began playing with him. Anything to take her mind away from her irritating husband.It did not take long for Uncle Luke to arrive at the mansion and he was welcomed by Marcus. "Where is Nera? What did you do to her?" Uncle Luke asked."She locked herself in Sam's room," he re