The soft sound of the ocean waves woke me up.I opened my eyes and picked up my phone to check the time. It was almost seven am. I unlocked it and then replied to all the messages I received over the night. I'd got three from Alex which was her basically asking me what the yacht ride was like and that I should send more pictures of myself on the yacht. Two were from my younger sister (she had texted it from my mom's phone). The messages were just about her keeping me updated on everyone at home and how they needed money for her and my other siblings' tuition fees and how my mom's restaurant wasn't doing well because there isn't enough money to get the necessary ingredients for the dishes. I replied back with a promise to send her money later in the day. I was yet to receive the half payment as agreed by our contract from Aziel. And I'd been meaning to ask him about it since our wedding day, I'd just been holding out to see if he would bring it up first. I decided that I was going t
Aziel walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied around his waist, loosely. The more I stared at it the more I feared that it would fall. The towel was so low on his waist that I could see the v-line just below his abs. I found myself gawking at the happy trail that went from his belly button down into his towel and…and. My eyes slowly glanced up from his waist up to his abs and chiseled chest. It wasn’t until my eyes met his that I realized what I’d just done and the magnitude of it. My eyes widened when I realized that I’d been caught red-handed staring at him, by him. He had a knowing look in his eyes and a sly smirk played on his lips and that made my skin flush in an instant. “Um, s-so-sorry. I didn’t mean to…” I apologized looking away quickly as my eyes tried to find something else to settle on. “You look beautiful.” He said and I glanced at him momentarily.“If you keep complimenting me like that, I might get used to it.” I said with a coy smile on my lips, trying so hard
I swallowed hard, making sure my eyes didn't meet his. My ears were red and I had to stop myself from dashing out of the room from embarrassment.I mean why did he ask if he could kiss me if he was just going to pull back halfway? Why did he get so close when he wasn't going to kiss me? Why did he suddenly realize that I had something to say? Why did it have to be at that moment? For some reason unbeknownst to me, I felt a pang of disappointment from deep within me. I tried as much as possible not to let the disappointment I felt show on my face but with the way he was staring intently at me, I wouldn’t be surprised if he could tell. I let out a small breath and nodded my head slowly, answering his question. "Yeah, I do." I said while making eye contact. It was hard to hold it especially 'cause he was so close, I could literally smell him and his lips were just at eye level. It didn’t help that he was wearing close to nothing too. I mean I was sure he was stark naked under that tow
There was a moment of silence and although Aziel’s expression gave nothing about his opposition, his silence was loud enough. “I-I mean five days?” I stuttered a bit silently hoping he wouldn’t oppose it again. I waited, waited for him to say yes and that we could stay on the island for five days but after a few moments I realized that that time may never come. I didn’t have to hear him say him out loud before knowing that he thought five days was too much for our honeymoon. Tch, didn’t he just say I could stay for as long as I wanted? Perhaps he meant in hours of the day and not days. But, isn’t your honeymoon supposed to be at least a week long? Did it matter if the marriage wasn’t real or not? Shouldn’t he use this opportunity to take as much time as needed away from work? So much for saying I didn’t have to worry about him returning to the office. I fought the urge to roll my eyes and just nodded instead. Pretending like his silent refusal hadn’t hurt a bit. “Um…I think I
My heart sunk further into my chest when he took a step forward. He took another and another in my direction.He was getting closer and I thought my heart was going to explode in my chest. He looked really mad. What is he going to do? He isn’t going to hit me right? I’m pregnant and he’s a gentleman and…and…shit! He was really coming over to me. I panicked and hurriedly jumped off my seat. I won’t even try to deny it, I was scared of him. I was scared of the expression on his face and more importantly, I was scared of what he was going to do to me when he finally reached me. I pushed the chair back with the back of my knee and in my attempt to escape before he reached me, plates and silverware on the table fell to the ground, making a clattering noise. I didn’t even bother to wait or check the severity of the damage I’d done, I dashed for the door. Or rather tried to. I’d barely managed to take two steps before I before a large hand grasp my arm. I gasped from shock and before I c
Someone was in my room, I could feel their eyes on me. I should open my eyes and see who it is watching me but I couldn’t, I was too lazy to. The bed sunk under their weight as they took a sit next to me. Their body heat engulfed me as they moved closer to me. I know that scent. I’ve perceived that cologne on someone before but somehow I couldn’t put a face to the one who uses the cologne. I couldn’t remember where I’d perceived that cologne before. Suddenly I felt cold hands around my neck and before I could even process what was going on, they started to squeeze. The hands squeezed so hard that it became difficult for me to breathe. I scratched, pull, and struggled to get the hands off me but I couldn’t. “Die, die!” A masculine voice said as they squeezed even harder. I know that voice, I know whose voice it was. “Dylan, please.” I tried to say but I couldn’t get any words out, I was suffocating. I scratched at the hands around my neck and kicked my legs just so I would be able
We arrived at the hospital around 11 pm after having to sit in the car with Aziel for the longest forty minutes ever. Thirty minutes later, I’d been attended to by the doctor and just like I’d told Aziel before leaving the house, the doctor said the contractions were totally normal. “Braxton Hicks contraction which is generally known as false labor is totally normal for pregnant women in their second and third trimester so you need not worry Mr. Walkers.” The Doctor said and I shot Aziel an ‘I told you so’ look he pretended not to see it though. “Your baby is healthy and growing well all you need is to ensure you have plenty of rest and try not to stress yourself. Also, it is advisable that you engage in minimal exercises to ensure ease of delivery when the time comes.” “We’ll make sure of that, Doctor. Thank you.” Aziel said just before shaking hands with the doctor. “Um,” I called the doctor’s attention before he could leave the room. “Am I allowed to go home now?” “Of course
“I think there’s a Macdonald’s around this area that opens 24 hours, would you like to have that or would you want something else?” Aziel asked, breaking the silence in the car for the first time since we left the hospital. I nodded before staring out the window again. The truth was I wasn’t hungry, I didn’t have the appetite, not after seeing Dylan again. I’d always wondered what my reaction would be if I saw him again, what his reaction would be when he saw me again. I don’t know why I had thought he was going to wail in regret and fall to his knees, telling me how sorry he was and how much he misses me. I guess that was just me being delusional yet again. I took in a deep breath, replaying that moment with him at the hospital over and over again. I couldn’t help but wonder who the girl that came with him was. I’d never seen her before and I know she wasn’t my replacement. Amelia would never allow Dylan to take a maid to the hospital and besides the clothes she wore looked too exp