TREYI am woken up by my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I groan in irritation and reach for it without attempting to open my eyes. I fumble with it and once it’s in my hand, I open the eyes slowly, cursing whoever is calling me.I manage to open them and throw a glance at Frankie who is still asleep and breathing softly. She is so beautiful. So breathtaking and the thought of how sweet she is turns me on. I brush her hair with my fingers and sit up on the bed, supporting my back with the headboard. It has been one whole month since I came to Paris. I don’t want to leave her here. I feel like staying here, watching her beauty, watching how her lips move when she is asleep, seeing how mad she can get; don’t get me wrong. I hate pissing her off but she is more beautiful when she is mad. It’s a complete turn on.This is the woman I want to be with forever. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I will fight for her. It’s either her or nobody. That’s why I want her to mo
I plop on the bed and bury my face in my hands. What if I’m pregnant? How will Trey react? Will he be okay with it? Will he be happy or mad at me? Will he take responsibility or it will be over between us?He has never been in a committed relationship before. This is his first and telling him he is going to be a dad isn’t the wisest thing to do.Where am I going with this? I haven’t confirmed whether I’m pregnant yet. This is based on my suspicions. I stand and walk to the closet. I take a pregnancy kit from the bag and take a long look at it before deciding to zip the bag and walk to the bathroom.I sit on the toilet and curse.What was I even thinking? How careless can one be? Didn’t cross my mind that we were doing it raw. We were supposed to use protection but because I’m a dunderhead, I'm now in shit. I know that. How else can one explain missing periods?The answer is one. Pregnancy.I take out the stick and pee on it. The few minutes are shattering and I don’t want my fears co
Okay.Someone help me get this straight. Amara is Aiden’s sister? How now? Am I supposed to live here with her?What’s happening? I thought Amara knew Trey back at home . What is she doing here then? Here with Aiden and he is supposed to be her brother? This is weird. Way weird than I thought.She sees us and approaches us glaring at me. I hold my backpack strap tightly and try hard not to glare back at her.This bitch wants my man, or rather my ex because this can’t work. Not when I’m pregnant.“What is she doing here?”“She is staying with us until she finds a place of her own.” Aiden answers taking my hand. “come with me. I will show you to your room.” He leads me down a hallway and into the guest room.“What do you mean she is going to live with us? This bitch is not welcome here.” The devil has followed us and is trying to make this hard.“It’s my house Amara. If I decide she is to stay here, that’s what is going to happen.” He snaps and takes my backpack. He places it in the cl
TREY“Hey?” Frankie’s soft voice turns me on. Eddie quickly opens my door and locks it once I am in. We have just landed and I already miss her. “Hey baby. We have just landed. On my way to sort out the business problem.” I say fastening my seat belt.“Great. Hope you had a nice flight.”“Yap but I missed you. Can’t wait for you to come back.” She is silent for few minutes.“Are you there baby?”I hear her sigh heavily. “Yap. Can’t wait too.” Something is off with her voice. Is she okay? Should I have insisted on her to following me here? I think it would have been easy but three days won’t kill me. I already miss her but there is nothing I can do. I have to sort the Annex problem first. Deal with the fucker and I can enjoy life with her in peace.I want her in my life. That’s something I’m sure about. I don’t regret following her to Paris. I don’t regret spending time with her, making love to her everywhere. I would give anything to do that every single second. “Something is off
FRANKIEI am sprawled on the couch, my legs propped on the table when the doorbell rings.“Get that. You can’t eat free food here and expect me to do it!” Amara shouts from the kitchen.I don’t know what her problem is because I was to get it. Aiden is not around. He left early for work and will be back in the evening. “I'm getting it Amara. No need to be rude!” I shout back and put my legs down. “You better!” She shouts making me close and open my eyes in irritation. I walk to the door and open it. I’m met by three men in black suits and earpieces. They have well-built bodies and look dangerous.“How can I help you?” I ask looking at each one of them. They are scary.“Frankie Thomas?”“Yes. That’s me.” I answer and raise my eyebrows at them.“Who is at the door? What’s taking you so long?” Amara asks and comes to stand behind me.“Is Trey here?” she grins.Trey? How is he involved with these men? “We are here for Frankie Amara.” The one who looks like the leader answers.“What did
Bitch?This is the second time he is calling me that. What do I have that belongs to him apart from the baby? Nothing.I don’t know what he is talking about. I’m in the dark here and I feel dizzy. All the roughing up and the name calling makes me feel sick. I didn’t expect to hear such hurtful names from him and it hurts. It hurts like hell and my heart is in pain. Forget the whole body. My heart is in trouble now.Bitch?Can’t still wrap my mind around that name. It’s bitter. Someone else can call me that but Trey? The man I love with my everything? I have nothing much and by everything I mean, my heart, mind and soul.“Have something that is yours? What’s that?” I clasp the seat hard. The dizziness won’t go away.“Yap. My money.”“If it’s the hotel money I can give it to you. I said you shouldn’t pay for it and you paid.”“That’s not what I’m talking about you lying bitch!” he shouts making my head pump. Why is he doing this to me?“Stop calling me names!” I shout back and decide t
He is heartless. Never seen him this way. This is a different Trey. He doesn’t care whether I’m in pain or not. I feel tempted to tell him that we will lose the baby if he continues doing this but he won’t believe me so I just let the pain go away and look at him. I’m sure my eyes are full of begging.“I don’t have any money Trey. If I did I would have given it to you. I’m in pain as it is.”“You think I give a fuck?”“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was dealing with fake drugs.”“You expect me to believe that?” He lets out a sarcastic laugh. “I won’t. I want my money and as I said, I'm not bluffing. My money and I’m completely done with you.”“How do I get it?”“You should consider selling your ass. That’s what you do best.”“I’m not a whore you dickhead! Sleeping with you doesn’t make me one.” I snap with a glare. “I regret the day I met you.”“I do too but do you think it’s enough regret? No tomboy. You have a lot of that to do. You will be kneeling before me begging for my mercy by the
She pulls me to her tightly and squeezes my bottom. I rub her hands off gently and give her a friendly smile. It feels weird. I’m straight. So straight.“Oh baby! Have you been crying?” She sounds concerned.I look at Trey but he glares at me.“She needs to be shown around Stacy.”“You finally give in to your feelings for her. So she is my sister-in-law?”“Nope. Not sister-in-law crap. She is here to work. She is our help.” He says glaring at me.“Help? Are you kidding me? You can’t take her from the club and give her that job.”“Turns out I can. Where is Jenin? Need her to show her what she is supposed to do.”“No. Wait a minute. Why are you doing this?”“Why don’t you ask your crush what she did to get us here? I’m sure it’s a long story.”“Jenin!” he shouts, his voice booming in the whole sitting room.“Yes sir.” An elderly lady comes running.“Can’t believe this.” Stacy says and crosses her arms on her chest, giving her brother a shocked look.“This is Frankie. She is a new help.