*NICOLAS’s—ESTATE, THREE WEEKS LATER* The sun had set and the moon was high in the sky as Nicolas played with his two daughters, Natasha and Stacy. They were giggling and running around, their childish laughter filling the room with joy.Scarlet emerged from their bedroom, decked out in a stunning black dress that hugged her curves perfectly and showed all her flawlessness. Nicolas's eyes widened as he looked her up and down, his heart beating faster at the sight of her."Wow," he said, his voice filled with awe. "You look absolutely stunning, my love."Scarlet smiled, feeling her cheeks flush with pleasure.“Thank you," she said, twirling around in front of him. "I wanted to look nice for Grandma's reunion party."Nicolas grinned, his eyes still fixed on her. "Well, you definitely succeeded. I'm a lucky man to have such a beautiful wife."Scarlet blushed again, feeling a surge of love for Nicolas. She leaned in to kiss him but was interrupted by the sound of their daughters' laug
♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️ "Scarlett, get your fucking ass down here!" Mrs. Petersburg furiously shouted, she was standing down the long stairs. In five seconds, Scarlett drifted out of her room in a swift, running down the treads like a spooked cat. "Yes, mother!" Scarlett answered timidly when she reached out to her mother. She knew she was in trouble with the vicious look on her mother's face; there is no doubt that her younger sister must have lied to her again. Nonetheless, Scarlett's face was welcomed with a dirty reverberating slap! "Arg! Mother!" Scarlett shrieked painfully, and her knees dropped to the floor. She clamp her burning cheek with her palm, brushing the red spot as she tried to numb the pain."Oh, mother... Why did you have to hit her, huh?" A voice gloomily said behind Mrs. Petersburg, it was her second daughter, Sally.She was sounding sad and depressing. But hell, she wasn't feeling awful and Scarlett knew that in her mind that Sally was making jest of her. "Sally,"
“Wait!”Scarlett let out a scream, losing her balance on the railing. Not knowing that someone had been the whole time watching her and hearing the sudden voice, she was startled and soon enough, she felt herself free falling into the ocean. She was going to die, after all, she was eventually getting what she wanted, but why did a pang of regret linger in her heart?Scarlett squeezed her eyes shut, preparing herself for the impact of the cold water and the feel of drowning, but none of that happened, and confused, she peeled one eye open to take a peek.Did she grow wings and start to fly?Her gaze met the view of two big veiny hands holding onto her own. Wide-eyed and utterly befuddled, her eyes trailed up the hand, to muscled arms, to biceps straining through clothing, to broad shoulders hunched from his position, and finally to a masculine face and piercing _ocean blue_ eyes.Not aware of her gaping state, Scarlett continued to stare at the man, half of his face shadowed by the str
"Do you know the darkness that you are asking for?" Nicholas asked coldly, gazing darkly at the lady as she pulls up from the bed and stood sexily in front of him. Right under his thick black brows, she slowly unclad her dress one by one. "I know what I'm asking for." She whispers in her angelic voice, now taking two steps near to him in her divine nakedness.Placing her shaky hands on his broad chest, she could almost feel his chest rumble in reaction. Scarlet knew she was intemperate but she still have her sense of reasoning, although the liquor she devoured was overwhelming her. "I think you need to take a doze,” Nicholas rasped at her, he was fighting back the impulse in him to take her as his monster which was in between his legs magnify with each second pass by. "I can't take advantage of you." "You ain't asking me for it, but I am." She hums, traveling her hands down to his zip and she rips his pants down. Nicholas waved his head in refusal, he was always good at battling
##THREE^WEEKS LATER## Scarlet was back at her parent home. However, a few days later, she fell sick and no one in the house felt concerned for her or was kind enough to take her to the hospital —not even her so-called mother. Having no option but to go to the hospital all by herself, she was driven by the family driver to the city hospital where the doctor ran a few tests for her —and it was discovered that she was pregnant! "Pre...pregnant?!" Scarlet gasped incredulously, her eyes widened in shock as she gripped the report in her hand tightly. "Yes, Miss. You are three weeks gone!" The doctor professionally said to her, staring at the young lady through his white transparent glasses which are seated on the bridge of his nose. It was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on Scarlet, hot tears fueling her eyes. Her fragile heart was pounding heavily against her ribcage to the extent that the sounds of her palpitating heart could be practically heard across the doctor's of
"It's Nicolas!" Scarlet cried breathlessly, and she tearfully watches her mother shift from her. Scarlet wasn't sure if Nicolas was the one who impregnate her, but she had queer feelings in her heart that he was the one responsible. After all, he was the first person to have sexual intercourse with her, so it was evident. And besides, there was no way she'd tell her family that she was sexually fucked by two guys, that would be degrading of her. Everyone was confused and imprecise, who was Nicolas?"Who is he?" Mr. Petersburg frowned, asking Scarlet energetically. "I know he's gonna be one of those useless losers in the streets, dad," Sally chuckled mockingly. Mrs. Petersburg glared at Scarlet, saying, "Sally you are right, he is undoubtedly a son of a nobody." Scarlet gulped drily, her heart stung, she was pained and saddened at the sneering words radiating from the people, she called her family. "N-Nicolas Brooklyn!" She shakily disclosed. What! Saying that aloud, the ambi
"You got to be kidding me, right?" Harry scornfully said to Scarlet. “No, I'm not Harry,” Scarlet replied tearfully as her lips trembled. She was with her parent in Harry's mansion, he didn't even let them come inside. So, they stood outside the pouch. “You gat to be kidding me,” Harry scoffed. "Please don't do this to me, Harry. I beg of you in Jesus' name, please don't," Scarlet pleaded. "Please don't do what exactly?" Harry frowned, "I still don't get you, Scarlet. Are you trying to tell me I'm truly the one responsible for your pregnancy?" "Y-yes, Harry." Scarlet frantically nodded her head to him. Then she desperately said, “Don't you remember the night at the clubhouse when you forced yourself on me?" All widened eyes fell on Harry, did he do that to her? “Are you stupid?” Harry was ticked off. “I don't even remember anything, girl. To be honest, you are accusing the wrong person," Scarlet's heart cracked into pieces and more tears flooded down her eyes like a river, sh
“What the hell just happened!” Scarlet was shaking fearfully as she hid at the back of the car with Dolly. Dolly was her best friend since high school, and they both had each other’s back every time. “Just keep calm, okay?” Dolly whispered to her, and Scarlet nods her head frantically. They were both carefully watching the guys in the dark, rushing over to the other road side as they entered their car and zoomed off. “Thank goodness, they are gone!” Dolly breathed out in relief as she plodded out of their hiding spot. Scarlet was still quivering, “What just happened?” Dolly turned around to face her best friend, even though it was dark –but she could sense how terrified Scarlet was. “I don't know,” She shrugged her shoulders. “But I can tell that someone wants you dead, thank goodness I arrived here fast,” she said. “M-me? B-but why?” Scarlet was surprised and horrified at the same time. Who could have wanted her dead? “I don't know,” Dolly shrugged again.Scarlet inhaled and