Knowing that she misunderstood me, I softened my voice and said,"I'm not referring to you, but Sharon." I hugged her again, and I saw Sharon give me a teasing smile. Glaring at her, she responded by rolling her eyes at me before heading out. "Did you have your lunch?" I asked Tara, trying to change the subject, so that she could relax. "I did, how about you?" her soft voice felt like my restless heart that had been wandering in the desert had finally found an oasis. Gradually, her stiff body was relaxing as she knew that we're now alone. "Yes, I dined with the ministers. They were praising the chef for the banquet he prepared.And he mentioned that the meal was planned by you to fight against stress and strengthen the immune system," I told her, while I kept on stroking her back. Just like me, many of them were health conscious so when the chef mentioned that my dietitian planned the meal, they were praising her. I was proud of my wife. She may be from a social strata way bel
My mother had her hands at the door frame while shaking her head when I saw her in the corridor facing my brother's room. So shocked that she couldn't utter a word after she screamed. I walked towards my mother's shaking figure. And when I arrived at the door, my eyes landed on my brother who wore a guilty and regretful look. My relationship with my brother was always great and I know that he wasn't faking it when I saw how remorseful he was. He too was so stunned to wake up with Stella on his bed. Aghast that he grabbed a sheet to cover his body like a woman. I almost laughed at my brother's reaction. My eyes moved to Stella who was putting on her clothes. If the situation were different, my body would have reacted seeing her voluptuous body. Witnessing the thing she did with my brother, I felt nothing but loathing and disgust towards her. After a while my brother got a hold of himself and began to explain. "I didn't mean it, I was too drunk and thought that I was sleeping
Flanked between two bodyguards, Stella went out of the villa, pulling her luggage. Vanishing into thin air was my bodyguards' respect towards her. Being manhandled by my men she protested and cursed at them. But they were not afraid of her because no one would care if she complained. Since the news of her betrayal already reached them, they no longer paid her due respect. My hands were inside my trousers pocket as I clenched them tightly, trying to contain the combination of pain and anger. These two emotions deep within were like a molten lava that would be spat out angrily by a volcano. My life changed drastically as we went back after the holiday, I led a life that I didn't even dare to imagine.I became a libertine. However, the things I did was tightly sealed and no one exposed it. Money and power silenced them all. Not long after that night, I declared my candidacy for the presidential race. Well pleased that I was received by the people, dad had always stood there wi
He had me confused, he was holding me in his arms and yet spoke to me in that tone. Does he have a split personality? Pulling away from his embrace, I looked at him aggrievedly. Then he pulled me back in his embrace, explaining in a tender voice, "I'm not referring to you, but Sharon."A short while, we talked and then he kissed me passionately before letting me go to breathe in air. Not wanting to stay more than necessary, lest the people will start wagging their tongues again, I asked permission to leave. But he told me to go to the bathroom and check my appearance before leaving. I knew what he was trying to say and I glared at him. Still, a squeal escaped my mouth upon seeing my disheveled appearance, though I had a rough idea how I looked before looking at myself in the mirror. My neatly combed hair was now in a mess, my shirt was crumpled because of lots of movements and my lips were swollen. I left his office not after I glared at him. Just before I could close the do
I'm used to seeing my dad gaze at my mom tenderly. I have grown seeing them affectionate to each other. All through their relationship, dad and mom did not allow any other man or woman to go in between them. They remained faithful and true to each other. That's why both my parents didn't like my philandering ways. Persuading me to stop fooling around and move from the past. Just as mom stood up to get some wine, I said, "I won't be drinking, mom." My dad raised an eyebrow. "Did she stopped you?" I chuckled and said lightly, *She's just concerned about my health." A smirk marked my dad's face and said to my mom. "Serve him tea then.* "Alright, I'll let the maid brew tea," she said awkwardly and went to talk to the maid. A few minutes later my mom walked into the living room. Not too long, a maid came to the living room with a tray in her hands. My mom told her to serve the tea to me. "How about you?" I said as there was only one tea cup. Dad looked at the maid and ordered
Tara's POVHeart thudding loudly inside my chest, I traipse to the mansion, following Sharon's lead. Due to my edginess, I couldn't properly admire the opulent surroundings. If my circumstances were different, I would take a moment to savor this luxurious place. Given that I was going to meet my in-laws, I couldn't take a moment to enjoy what I was seeing. By the time, the door opened, my throat was super dry and felt like my heart was already in my throat.There was a couple in the living room and I didn't have to guess who they were. The woman must be my mother-in - law as she looked like my husband. And the man standing beside the woman must be my father - in - law. They were both looking at me. My mother - in law looked at me guiltily.It puzzled me.On the contrary, my father - law had an icy cold stare that sent chills to my back bone. "Her husband in his room. Send her there, Sharon," Andrei's father said without smiling. "Follow me, madam," Sharon said to me."After yo
Getting up from the bed, Tara called my name again in her sleep. This must be due to her hard work last night and I pity my wife. The drug rendered my limbs weak and it was a real struggle to move them but my member below was aroused and erect. If Tara didn't come in time to rescue me from that evil woman who wanted to rape me, I couldn't imagine the consequences. My disgust towards Stella increased. Once I kissed Tara's forehead lightly, I quietly went to the bathroom to get ready for the confrontation. It was my first time to confront my parents. I never confronted them when they did something that I didn't like. However, they have gone too far. Destroying my relationship with my wife was something they should have not crossed. I found my way to the living room after I had a quick shower and got dressed. Mom was frowning while dad was speaking to her. I could see the guilt in her eyes when she spotted me strode towards them. Dad turned his head to look at me and I was d
Like a glass, my heart was smashed to smithereens by his cold eyes looking at me. He was determined to destroy our son's marriage. What kind of father was he? I felt ashamed that I let him do it and held me hostage because of his health issue. I felt horrible. I failed my son. I wished my two other sons were here because if they were here, they wouldn't allow it. But Trevor made a way that they will not arrive in time to stop his plan. As Sharon walked into the room with Tara in tow.Seeing my daughter - in law's innocent eyes, my guilty conscience was hurled into the vast ocean of remorse. I was choked and suffocated at those purple eyes pierced into my soul. They walked up the stairs and I was about to follow them but was stopped by Trevor grabbing my wrist forcefully that could snap my wrist. I hissed in pain, "You're hurting me." "Don't dare to spoil my plan," he spoke icily, driving my heart frozen to the core.Tears spilled from my eyes. "You are no longer the man I