Elena go upstairs, you aren't moving an inch out of this house” Mary! Sabatine!. “Move these bags upstairs right now”. Said my dad as he walked from the garden to the sitting room where I was standing.You don't have any moral justification to throw your wife out. Yes, your wife because Elena is your wife and she must be treated as such. Honey, I didn't expect this attitude from you. You are a woman you should know better. Elena is a member of this family and that child is a ‘‘Lawrence’’. The earlier you accept It the better for everyone. Dad’s face fell with disappointment as he walked out of the sitting room. Knowing who my dad was, I expected him to kick her out without blinking an eye. But why is he on Elena’s side? Why is he protecting her? My mind wondered.As he made his points clear my mom and I gazed at each other in confusion. It was obvious that he meant every bit of what he said. Still in shock, I sat down on the sofa to process the shocking news that I just heard m
RAYMOND’S POV.I woke up feeling rusty and sluggish. Figured it may be the alcohol of the previous night doing its job.Headed downstairs for lunch since I missed my breakfast some hours ago. As I descended the stairs, I noticed Elena was already seated at the dining table, likely waiting for Mary to get her lunch.Lately, Elena and I barely exchanged words. We say a few hellos and hi's whenever we came across each other.I sat at the dining table and responded to her “Hello” while requesting some oven-dried chicken with macaroni Pasta salad. Hmm, back at this issue again. The president doesn't give a damn about you all. You go on protests every other week and nothing changes," I muttered, staring at the television. "Yet you still believe them. That's the difference between you guys," I pointed at the television, "and the rich, ha ha," I scoffed as I forced a piece of dried chicken placed in front of me."Bring me some orange juice," I called out to one of the housekeepers standing
ELENA’S POVMy marriage with Raymond has become a real puzzle since the discovery of my gestational age. My once close bond with Mrs Lawrence has turned sour, and now she acts like I don't exist. Nobody seems to care about me or my feelings, but thankfully my father-in-law and Mary treat me with the love that I desire.My stepmother and step-sister have never stopped by to say hi, and they never check in on me. Anytime I try to visit, I'm always stopped by one of the new stewards who politely tells me that they are busy at the moment or they aren't at home.The last time I heard my stepmother's voice was when Mrs Lawrence called about my pregnancy. And my dad, well he calls but it's not as often as I'd want him to. Our conversations are always short, and it feels like he is always rushing to get back to work.Raymond, my supposed husband, does nothing to make the situation better. All he does now is come home drunk and mess around with women.Even though Doctor Lucas and his parents
Raymond's POV.After my dad had scolded me about my supposed wife, I stormed out of the room with my car keys and drove off to Concave Bar. No matter how much my mother tried to chastise me, I just couldn’t get enough of this place. “I can't put up with Elena anymore, she is driving me nuts I need to find a way to get her out of my life,” I said as I began to ponder on my misery.I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket with a shrill sound, I glanced at the screen and noticed that it was Lucas. “Why are you calling?” I questioned with a gruff voice. His nosy call was interrupting my good time here in the bar. “I just wanted to know where you are, your mom called again she sounded worried, bro where are you? I could come meet you yunno” said Lucas“Sorry Lucas, I can't tell you. You're just gonna spill to mom again.”“Absolutely not, I would never do that” Lucas replied with a gentle smile. “We simply just need to talk, I'll even treat you to your favorite whisky, what do you say?” he
Raymond's POVAs the sun beat down relentlessly on the Roman Blinds, I looked at the Harbor Red Wall Clock positioned at the center of my office and discovered that it was lunchtime.Immediately, I walked down and crossed over to The Hakkasan Restaurant directly opposite Lawrence Steel to grab lunch. On the verge of placing an order, a lady spoke to me. I raised my head in curiosity and discovered it was Violet.I sat there gazing into space, still pondering why she had followed me to the restaurant.“Hey, Raymond.” she greeted in a soft tone.“Why don't we meet at India Coast Hotel at 10 pm?”. She said as she moved a few meters from me to get a lunch pack. She asked as she stared at me seductively. I could see her lips moving, perfect lips for a blow job. The imagination of her moaning my name hit my mind. If I were correct, my dick prints were now visible.Don't be late.” she said strongly and assertively as she headed back to the office swaying her hips. I could feel the warlord
Raymond's POV For the first time in a while, I was very excited to get to work early. I was dressed in a black shirt and white trousers, alongside my black blazers and silver cufflinks. I made sure to dress pretty well today as I'll be seeing Violet in the office again. I got into my car and drove to work with excitement written all over me.Good morning sir..Good morning sir.” Greeted my teammates as I walked briskly to my office. My heart pounding, my mind racing with anticipation for when I’ll be meeting up with Violet again after work hours.I could feel the excitement in the air as I flipped through the flies that were placed on my desk and began the day's hustle. Elena's POV.My eyes widened with fear as I stared at the droplets of blood on my bed.“Oh God, ma'am! ma'am! You’re bleeding, I'm going to get help,” said Mary as she rushed out of my room. With Mary’s help I was able to walk down the stairs and in no time Sabatine drove as fast as he could to the hospital. Doct
My skin turned cold as I lay on the tiled floor. I chose to ignore thecoldness, despite the shivering and clenching sound of my teethMade.I was not conscious of my environment, perhaps that was theeffect of the cold. All I knew was that I was in my bedroom.“Help! Help! Somebody, help!” a loud voice rang in my room.I heard the sound of footsteps rushing into my room, but I was tootired to react.I felt their warm hands move on my body, shaking me forcefullyand expecting me to react. They made muffling sounds, and I couldn’t understand what was going on.Slowly, I opened my eyelids to get a better view ofwhat might have caused the screaming I heard earlier.“She is awake!” One of them said I couldn’t tell who it was.From the way they looked at me, I thought something was wrong.I looked at myself to see my nightwear drenched in a red fluid.What was that?“Are you alright?” Ralph; Raymond’s elder brother asked, a hint ofconcern in his voice.“What is going on?” I asked, ignor
ELENA'S POV"You're awake!" a nurse said, with her voice full of relief. "We were worried about you.""What where’s my baby?" I asked, looking around at the hospital room. I could see that I was hooked up to a few machines, and monitors were beeping in the background."You had a pretty rough delivery," the nurse said, checking my vitals. "But your baby…...""My baby?" I said without allowing her to finish her sentence, my heart was racing so fast. "What about my baby?" I asked again like a curious child."Stay calm else you hurt yourself. A neonatal nurse is taking care of your little one,” replied the nurse. "You will see your little one as soon as he is ready to leave the nursery. But for now, I just need you to rest and relax. Can you do that for me?""I'll try," I responded, as I tried to keep my cool. I was both relieved and worried at the same time as I thought about the welfare of my child. "Good," the nurse said. "Just take it easy and try to get some rest. I'll be back i