ESTELLE “Tell me, Dr. Scott. Am I dying?” Ominous, I asked. I went to his office personally as soon as he said the result was ready. “No, dear. You’re healthy. All you need is Iron and folic acid supplements.” “Supplements?” My heart skipped a beat. My gut churned. “Yes. Congratulations. You’re pregnant.” He beamed at me while I was struck with a myriad of emotions. I didn’t know what to do with them. “Oh, my God.” I stared incredulously at my doctor while my hand flew to my abdomen. It was still flat, but a tiny human was growing in there. “I am pregnant.” I choked back the bile rising in my throat as I shook my head in disbelief. I was quick on my feet and stormed out before I could throw up in his office. I found myself in the restroom, wanting to throw up, but nothing came out except for dread settling in my stomach. I washed my face and mouth and stared at myself in the mirror. My gaze dropped to my abdomen in my dress. Devastation hit me. “Hey. Are you okay?” Micah asked
LINDEN Estelle seemed different. I just couldn’t point my finger at it. “I don’t like your silence, brother.” Striker joined me in the backyard as we watched Tate and Moses play golf. “Something snapped at Estelle.” “How do you know?” “I met her for coffee yesterday.” “So you two are back together.” There was hope in his voice. He didn’t know how hard it was for me to walk side by side with Estelle, and I couldn’t hold her hand because she had friendzoned me. “I wish.” I checked my beer. It was empty. “You’re not getting another bottle if you will drive home.” “You sound like your father.” “Because we love you, brother.” “Why is it my personal business is everyone’s business?” I yelled enough for Tate and Moses to hear. Striker just laughed beside me. “I’m serious. How can I help?” “Since when did I ask for everyone’s help?” “That’s the problem, Linden. You never asked, even if you needed it. You were there for me the entire time when I was not at my best. You were ther
ESTELLE“Oh, hey, Estelle. I didn’t expect to see you here.”I didn’t even know what to say or what I was doing in here in his penthouse. The smell of alcohol and sex was everywhere, making me want to throw up.Klayton swayed in my direction in his boxers. His eyes were blotched red. At two in the afternoon, he was still wasted in his boxers in his penthouse. Wow. And this was the man that I was going to marry? What did I put myself into? “I need to talk to you, but not when you are drunk.”“I’m not. I just woke up. Wait, how did you get in?”I ignored his question because he should know it by now. “At two in the afternoon.”“Don’t be a bitch.” He stopped and towered to me. His face was just mere a few inches over mine. “I will have you after we get married, and get ready that ass of yours. These tits were mine before, anyway.” He was about to have his hands on my breasts. Thankfully, my bodyguard, Qamar, was quick enough to grip his hands away from me.“I suggest you take a few step
LINDEN I could watch her all day. Even the way she twirled the pasta with the fork looked appealing. Nothing sexier than your woman enjoying your food, licking her lips, her eyes lighting up. I took it as a compliment. After dinner, she volunteered to clean the kitchen, but I refused. “I know what to do.” “I don’t doubt that, but I don’t like someone touching my kitchen.” She came beside me with her fist on her hip as I loaded the dishwasher. “Don’t tell me you named your knife after a great samurai or your favorite pot after Gordon Ramsey.” I laughed out loud. “I do have a favorite pan and named it after the gorgeous woman who broke up with me on a piece of paper. Every time I put it on fire, it reminded me of wanting to spank her ass.” She wrinkled her nose. “That’s horrible.” “Yeah. You can go up and change to my shirt. I take it you want to stay?” “Can I?” she asked without a doubt. “I have a spare bedroom on the left. Just next to mine.” “Why can’t we share a bedroom?”
ESTELLE “Hey.” I went downstairs to look for Linden when I found the side of the bed empty. After turning me down last night, I realized that no matter how much he liked me, we could only be friends without the benefits. It was a disappointment, really, but maybe it was good for us. “Good morning.” He met me at the bottom of the stairs, still wearing the same smile. “Where have you been?” After that question came out of my mouth, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sorry. Forget that I asked.” “Breakfast?” “I called Qamar. He’s on his way, but do you have tea?” His brows knitted. “What’s with you with not drinking coffee and wine?” “Let’s just say my life is a little complicated right now. I can’t pump myself up with alcohol and caffeine.” I followed him to the kitchen. “Are you sure you can’t wait till I make breakfast?” “Maybe you can come by later. Let’s say dinner at my house.” “Alright.” He boiled water and grabbed a teacup. “Do you prefer green?” “Any.” “Green then.” He put
LINDEN“What did they talk about?”“There was no talking involved, boss. They were fighting.” There was a hesitation in Qamar’s voice, but I had to know if Estelle was in danger.“What else, Q? What are you not telling me?”“They were fighting about you.”I nodded in understanding, even if he couldn’t see me. “It’s my fault. I provoked Gustav.”“It’s not your fault. This issue had been there for years before you even met Ms. Bladwyn. And even if you’re not going to tell me, I will do the right thing and what’s good for my client. What are you gonna do, boss?”“I have plans.”“Good to hear that.”“In the meantime, keep an eye on her. Sometimes, she does reckless things to prove she’s right.”“You can count on me, boss.” I hung up the phone.“What’s the matter?” Willa asked with a plate of lasagna in her hand.“I might just do something stupid.”“I’m not judging. You can be stupid for the greater good.” She gave me the plate and a fork and joined me on her couch. “That’s delicious.”“Yo
ESTELLE “So, there’s nothing we could do?” I had been talking with my lawyers, but I could already see my future self before me, losing the battle. “It wasn’t stated in the contract that you couldn’t file a divorce or when you could. To secure your assets, you have to convince Mr. Klayton to sign the tight prenup.” Atty. Randish said, somehow, it uplifted me. “Thank you. I will do that.” “It’s just marriage. You can get out anytime. Estelle, this is a free country,” Atty Tawny smiled with a nod over the screen. “I can’t even look at him without gagging.” Atty Tawny chuckled. “Well, there is that. It may have already been agreed on by both parties, and you can’t change the fact, but you still have control over your future. It’s not the end for you.” “I hope so.” After the conference call, Micah helped me with the outdoor movie ideas I had in mind. After two hours, I was sweaty and a little bit hungry. The chef made some perfect and delicious chicken mango salsa bowl and Caju
LINDEN“Where are we going?” she asked me again and again. I hadn’t answered her question as I stuffed her inside the SUV. I only told her to wear comfortable clothes.Lynx went to the driver’s seat while Q was on the passenger’s. “So, who’s the new hot guy?” I knew she was messing with me. I could see the glint in her eyes, but joke or not, I couldn’t ignore the twinge in my chest.“Excuse me?” I leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I just had you this morning, and I’m sure my come is still there, and you’re already asking who’s the new hot guy?”She just giggled. “He’s cute.”I groaned as I pinched her on her thigh, causing her to yelp. “What was that for, Gabriel Rembrandt?”I smiled. “You might know my birthday, as well.”She took her phone, and I just saw her dialing Sax.“Why are you calling him?”Instead of answering, she pressed her finger against my lips. I held her and kissed it before I pulled it down.“Hey, Sax. I hope I’m not interrupting something.” She paused as Sax migh