AlexanderWith due diligence, I was given a tour of the house. It was the first time I would step my feet into the house, it felt magical. We went to Albert's room first and I saw the main reason why Janet had to get him the type of gift he got. My baby boy had a diary, he scooped it away before anyone could get close to it. His single act earned a rich beautiful laughter from me.“What are you hiding from everyone?” I questioned. It was just me and them. Little bunny had left us prior going to clear up the sitting room and the kitchen. She gave us time to get familiar with one another.“It's called a diary for a reason. There are personal things in there,” he said, clutching the book tightly in his arms.“Yes sire,” I bowed, showing that I respected his space.Comics of different types and collections of short stories were arranged neatly on his bookshelf. Albert read and wrote anything he could think about. I grabbed a piece of paper peeping from under his bed. He titled it, my dadd
BreeThey kept chatting and smiling about how perfect the day was as we entered the house. I had been tossed to the side like an unwanted wrapper or maybe because I refused to talk to them and they wouldn't bother about me so much, at least not like all the attention I used to get in the past.I halted suddenly. “How could you let something like that happen?”“Something like what?” They said unanimously, both of them turning their heads to meet each other’s eyes, trying to figure out what I meant.“Do you mean the gifts we gave the triplets?” Sir Carlos asked. “Bree, you still have access to all our money as you would wish. You just decided to stop talking to us.”Frustrated, a groan forced its way out from the depth of my throat. I stamped my left foot on the hard floor and winced silently in pain. There was no need to make a fool of myself right in their presence.“I'm talking about letting Alexander go with that woman,” I pointed at the direction of where we came in.“Wait a minute
FrancisThe half content of vodka was busy in my system now doing whatever it wished. I had thought today was going to be a perfect day and I would be able to win Melissa's heart. But she herself was as stubborn as anything. There was no doubt that she and Alexander Pierce were a perfect couple.If her kids wouldn't like me, there was no way she would think twice about accepting my proposal. And the way I saw relief cloud her face when she saw Alexander coming, I was jealous.I had no idea that the son of a bitch knew. He even had the guts to come thank me for coming. What an insult.I thought it was going to be just a few people and then I saw exotic gifts bought for kids. It made me look like an idiot buying teddy bears and legos for 8 year old kids. The way they walked out of my presence was more humiliating than ever.Maybe it was planned, they never liked my presence from the onset. Not to mention the smartest one among them. They looked at me like I was a piece of shit.The gift
MelissaIf a mosquito landed on my skin while sleeping, I'd jump up immediately. Subtle talks kept flying around where we slept but I was still enjoying the feeling and rest from the night before. Until one particular talk caught my ear; they slept together.I opened my eyes to find myself wrapped carefully in Alexander's arms. His mouth was curved into the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen, he had a happy look on his face. He must be enjoying the sleep like I am too. Last night was a lot, I wasn't ready to get into the details.“Uhhhhhh,” I heard a voice saying. “It's way past breakfast, can you two just get up already?”“Shhhhh, daddy and mummy are still sleeping. Please don't disturb them,” I felt Alexander putting his hand out, shooing them away. His eyes were still closed and the other arm wrapped around me. I had no idea he was awake too.“5 minutes is all we have to offer, you and your rabbit should get up and find us food,” Albert said.I gasped unconsciously, making Alexande
Alexander Her mood changed almost immediately after she heard that question. I wouldn't blame her, there is only pain and heartbreak left for her in that place. That wasn't the initial question I wanted to ask but it just popped suddenly in my head and I pushed it out without thinking twice.The kitchen was quiet and I took that time to plead with her and also tell her about the current state of her foster mum. She gripped the clothes on her chest tightly as the tears were trying to force their way out. If she could hold her heart in her hand, she would. The only thing I could make out of her words was that she was taking all the blame. In the actual sense, I was the one that derailed her life journey.I sensed that she didn't have the strength to cook anymore, all she did was weep and weep. I grabbed my phone from the counter and placed an order for breakfast for all of us. The ingredients she had diced were placed in the fridge. She still did not leave her spot, I carried her to he
FrancisI parked my car not far away from the Thatcher's mansion, watching and surveying anything that would happen. Over the course of the night after that phone call, I brainstormed and brainstormed on various ways to end the beautiful legacy of Alexander Pierce. And suddenly it came, like it was revealed to me. My staying up all through the night wasn't in vain, Bree was going to play the major role in it.I rang up first thing in the morning, asking if I could meet up with her. I was always welcomed in the house, so it didn't matter. The servants knew me well. I connived with a friend of mine who was a doctor and had him prepare a pregnancy test result for Bree Thatcher.“You need to tell Alexander you are pregnant,” I said to her. Her eyes reflected the sudden emotion she was feeling.“But I'm not,” her voice went up a little higher. “What are you trying to do?”“Relax Bree,” I pulled out the pregnancy test result and showed. “It doesn't matter if you are or not, tests don't lie.”
MelissaI stirred from my sleep and ran my hands through the other side of the bed, hoping to touch a fit bodied man. Feeling an empty bed, I opened my eyes and sat up straight. A note was left by my bedside. I know I've done so many foul things to you but please whatever I say now, I mean it with all my heart. I'm so sorry Melissa, I'll give you some space in case you don't want to see my face yet.“That's not true,” I shoved the comforter away from my body and dashed to the sitting room, looking for Alexander.The past few hours with him, I understood what it meant to be wanted; to be needed, to be desired.“Where's my husband?” I asked Felix. He sat still while the kids played with him. No doubt they felt comfortable around him.“He left a moment ago, said he needs to pick some things from the house,” he said. “Not to worry, he will be back soon.”I decided not to pay any attention to him, I grabbed my phone, dialed it and his phone went straight to voicemail.Going back and forth,
Trigger warning ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Reader's discretion is adviced.MasterminderThe content of the glass gently caressed my lips in a soothing way. I stared at the 42 inch Samsung TV hung on my wall, looking at the headline currently showing.“Alexander dares compete with me? Does he know how many things I've done and how many people I've sent to their early graves?” I said proudly. I was the leader of the most deadliest club in New York. Pity was far from my name, I do things the way I wanted. And for Alexander, he had erred with a lot of people. It's high time someone taught him a lesson, and I had taken it upon myself to be the one to deal with him.The door gently opened, a guard coming straight for me. He bowed, with his hands behind his back.“Boss, the girls have been caught. They are in the basement waiting for you.”I dismissed him with my hand. “I'll be with you soon.”Using the sofa as a support, I carefully stood up and found my way into the basement. Asides the cult I handled, I w