Oliver told Nina we got married, and I could hear her squealing over the phone in excitement. She told us she was happy and couldn't wait to see their parents' faces when they learnt about it. When Oliver told her we would return today, she wished us a safe flight and instructed him to keep me safe before ending the call. He also called, Vivian Aina, his best friend who was studying in the UK and broke the news to him. Vivian, although surprised by the drastic move, video called us to wish us a happy union and journey ahead.On our way back, Oliver revealed that he had gotten an apartment a few weeks ago when the thought of marrying me came to him. He had made a down payment on an apartment near Harvard and finished it on our first day in Vegas. He didn't want me returning to my old place, so he made this purchase the day after we left here. He had begun working on designs and redecoration while we were still on our three-day honeymoon.He also moved his things in but didn't do anythi
"Mom. What are you doing here?" Oliver asked, looking as surprised as I was.She ignored his question. "You thought you would purchase this place, work on it, and we wouldn't know?" she demanded.Oliver's eyes travelled to the side of the wide window to the left, and there stood Seth, looking miserable, and beside him was Robert, their father."I am sorry, Olly," he said.Oliver's brows furrowed. "You told them?""He told us nothing. We are the Planes; nothing happens in this city that we are unaware of, and you knew better than to get this place in hopes of running away from us." Ivory said in a tone of disappointment. "Your brother's silence only confirmed what we already knew.""What do you think you are doing, son?" Robert asked, stepping over and heading toward Ivory. "You are making all these reckless moves.""You always told me to follow my gut, Dad, and guess what? This is it, and just because it isn't what you want doesn't mean I am wrong.""You are wrong," Ivory said matter-
Third POVSeth sat in his room working on his latest piece of art when the door flew open, and in came Ivory. She did not want to be here, and with every step she took, it showed.Seth set down his paintbrush beside the cup of paint on the table and rose to his feet. "What are you doing here, Mom? You have never been here before.""Because there is really no reason to come. We didn't come so far in the world as Planes so that you could throw it away in silly pursuit of art and heaven knows what." She said in a tone of disappointment and disdain, and her eyes did justice along the way.She continued, slowing down her pace as she came closer. "I would like to believe that since you knew about your brother's apartment purchase, you have known about his relationship with that whore from the very beginning." Seth remained silent, as there was nothing to say since she had already figured everything out on her own."Silence wouldn't do you any good." She scowled at him.He shrugged. "I have
Imela POV"I will be late for class if you don't get up!" I yelled, hoping it got into the thick skull of the man on top of me and made him move."Same as me." He said but didn't look ready to move. "You do not see me complaining about it, do you?" He rolled his eyes.I laughed because there was nothing I could do. Oliver was bigger and larger, and the only way I would escape was if he were to let me.You would think that after five weeks of doing this every morning, he would tire, but he didn't seem tired.He would wake up early most mornings and awaken me to his seductive touch. On mornings, when I woke up first, like today, he would find a reason to lure me into bed and take advantage of the situation. "Come on, Olly." I groaned, but he kissed my lips lovingly, and his tongue pushed into my mouth to taste and explore.My toes curled, and my hands came up to touch his chest. He arrested it there, not letting it go."Touch me like that; you know I love it." He mumbled and kissed the
Today was Wednesday, which meant Oliver's classes would end early, and he would expect me home as soon as classes ended, too. Since he didn't get what he wanted this morning, he would want some this night. I didn't want to get on his bad side, but seeing his angry, grumpy side has always been fun.We stepped out of the last class and found Seth standing close to his Prado, and he seemed to be waiting for us at the parking lot.Cecil smiled and hurried over to Seth, and the two kissed.I stepped towards Seth, and my phone rang in my handbag. I reached into it and pulled it out to have a look. It was Oliver, and after a second of debating, I answered the call."Hey, Olly.""I miss you." He whined over the phone instead of returning a 'hey' or 'hi' like normal people do. "When are you coming back home?""In the next hour and thirty minutes, two hours at most."He groaned on the other end of the phone, and it sounded as if he were in some kind of pain. "Are you okay?""No! I want you here
My lashes must have fluttered too quickly because I felt a massive headache immediately. My eyes shut, and my hand ran up to rub my aching head as I wondered why I was in such pain. I recalled the room I saw for a second before my eyes shut, and it looked nothing like the apartment in which Oliver and I lived. This was a different location.I forcefully opened my eyes and kept them that way despite the pain it caused. I was in a room I'd never been in before. Panicking, I sat up immediately, and the white bedsheets covering me fell off. I was naked from the waist up. I gasped and picked up the bedsheet to cover myself with it again. My eyes searched the room for my clothes while I tried to retrace my steps and figure out how I ended up in a stranger's room this morning. The last thing I remember was Oliver trying to keep me in bed longer than needed.Oliver! This wasn't his room, nor was it our bed, yet I was naked in it. My heart skipped, and my lips trembled, dreading this reality.
I left Seth's apartment after getting dressed but knew I couldn't return home; it was no longer mine. I stayed at a hotel the first night and then returned to the apartment Oliver, and I shared to get my things. They weren't much because he owned most of what we had at the apartment. What was his used to be mine, but not anymore.He wasn't home, and I got a bittersweet feeling about that. Bitter because I hoped to see him and tell him I loved him and wanted us to figure out what happened together. Sweet because the man I saw yesterday didn't look like one ready to work through anything, especially with me. He was hurt and betrayed, and he was one wrong move away from strangling my neck. I didn't feel safe and thought this was the best.It took twenty minutes, but I had everything I owned arranged in the moving box, ready to leave.I didn't want to leave; Oliver's scent was all over the place, and I wanted to bask in it and inhale the rich, masculine scent of the man I loved until I go
"Do you want to say any last words?" Onu's small voice came through as we stood at the cemetery, saying our final farewells to Elena.It was a small burial ceremony, and only the family was present. We couldn't even afford a proper funeral, and all I had, I gave to Onu as my contribution. We could only have this small gathering with our contribution, and honestly, this was so much better.The priest had read a passage from the Bible and proceeded to give words of comfort to our family. After he finished, Onu and his wife said a few words; Godiya also did, and now it was my turn.I stood staring at the casket already lowered into the grave, and I didn't know what to say. I didn't plan to say goodbye this early-not until she had seen all I set out to achieve, not until I made her proud. We had so much planned out for our lives, and now it's over.What could I say? Where would I begin?I stepped closer to the grave, clutching the rose in my hand, and a tear rolled down. "I didn't see thi