“Please, can you get out of the way?” Stephanie supposedly said to John.John blinked his eyes, still in shock, his heart racing so fast it felt like it might burst out of his chest. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing—Stephanie was right in front of him. His mind was whirling. Her presence seemed to pull him back to a time he had tried so hard to forget.But as he opened his eyes again, after blinking rapidly to clear his vision, he realized and discovered that in fact, it wasn’t Stephanie standing in front of him. His heart plummeted from its frantic pace to a confused stutter. It wasn’t Stephanie.He frowned, a deep line of confusion marring his forehead.“Excuse me,” the lady in front of him said, frowning right back at him. Her tone was sharp, pulling him out of his reverie.She was tall, with long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, and had no similarities with Stephanie. John wondered why he had seen her as Stephanie earlier. Was his mind playing tricks on him? He could
John returned home, his footsteps echoing through the silent hallways as he roamed from room to room. He tried reaching Miss B repeatedly, but she wasn’t answering his calls. To make matters worse, Stephanie hadn’t returned home yet, even though the evening had already settled in, casting long shadows and a sense of foreboding over the house.John’s restlessness grew with each passing minute. A gnawing feeling of dread gnawed at him, making him uneasy about everything that was happening. After what felt like an eternity, Stephanie finally called him back and asked him to come over.With his heart pounding and mind racing, John made his way to her building. His thoughts were a tangled mess of anxiety and suspicion. Had Stephanie discovered his secret affiliation with Miss B? What was going on? The questions swirled in his head, refusing to settle. Even before he left his room, he tried calling Miss B one more time, but there was no answer. He desperately wanted to know what was happe
John managed to get himself to the Fatoki Resort. It had taken him some careful planning before he left the mansion, ensuring he wouldn’t arouse suspicion. He had tried to reach out to Miss B to update her on the present happenings, but she hadn’t picked up any of his calls. This worried John immensely; the weight of the unknown hung heavy on his shoulders, growing more burdensome with each unanswered ring.The situation became even more distressing because John didn’t have the number of anyone who worked with Miss B. He stood at the entrance of the resort, his heart pounding as he made one final attempt to call Miss B. When she still didn’t answer, he sighed deeply and decided to enter the resort.As he stepped inside, the first thing John noticed was Jeffery’s car parked in the lot. Relief and anxiety washed over him simultaneously. The presence of Jeffery’s car confirmed that he was indeed at the right place, but it also meant Jeffery was nearby. John’s senses heightened; every
John camped behind the door, his breath shallow and uneven, watching in shock. The sight before him was beyond his wildest imaginings, each second etching a deeper groove of trauma into his mind. Gabriel Blake stood naked as well as Jeffery was. A bottle of red wine dangled from his hand, a stark contrast against the dim light of the room. As he tipped the bottle, crimson liquid cascaded onto Jeffery’s already wet body. It took John a moment to realize—it wasn’t blood, it was wine he had seen on the floor.“Baby,” Gabriel’s voice was a silky murmur, dripping with sweetness as he poured more wine onto Jeffery’s body. The wine traced rivulets over Jeffery’s skin, glistening like dark rubies. Gabriel’s arousal was evident, his erection standing proudly, adding an obscene layer to the already twisted happenings.John’s eyes narrowed, his mind scrambling to piece together the chaotic fragments of the scene before him. He squinted, struggling to comprehend. Was this some sort of ritual?
John quickly dropped to the floor, collapsing close to it, shock and surprise etched deeply on his face as he gawked at Miss B. He didn’t want to believe what his eyes were showing him. “Elizabeth!” John called out, tapping on Miss B with a mixture of tension and desperation. His eyes were flashing with nervousness and anxiety, his heart ticking wildly in his chest. The room seemed to be alive with the hurricane of emotions spreading out from John. Despair, hope, and fear all mingled in the air. The walls seemed to close in, amplifying every beat of his frantic heart. Finally, Miss B rolled her eyes open just as John had placed his trembling hand around her neck to check if her pulse was still there. “Elizabeth!” John’s eyes were wide with shock as Miss B’s eyes slowly fluttered open. His heart was beating so rapidly it felt like it might burst out of his chest, his hands gripping her body firmly as if afraid she might slip away. Miss B coughed, a dry and painful sound, her face co
“What is wrong? What is going on?” John drew nearer to Miss B, his voice tinged with deep concern.Tears welled up in Miss B’s eyes. She couldn’t speak; she could only shudder. John had never seen her in such a state. She was always the strong and stoic young woman. Seeing her in that state made his heart leap because whatever broke her that much was something truly serious.John placed his hand on Miss B’s upper arm. “Did Stephanie do anything to you? I heard she came to the office. What did she do?” he asked, his eyes fixed on Miss B’s teary face.She slowly shook her head. “Everything is just ruined. I am not fit to be a Smith,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I am a disappointment to my father and my family. I should have never been born.” Fresh, hot, steamy tears rolled down her face.“Don’t say that. Your father is proud of you. He trusts you and that’s why he placed you in charge of everything,” John said softly, using his thumbs to dab off the tears that roam
“So, what is the plan?” Miss B asked, her senses piqued, her curiosity evident in the way she leaned slightly forward.John led her to the bed, and she sat down, the mattress sinking slightly under her weight. He sat beside her for a moment before standing up again, pacing slightly as he faced her directly.“The plan is to do nothing,” John spat out, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.Miss B furrowed her brows, her confusion palpable. “Nothing? What do you mean?” she asked, tilting her head slightly to one side, her voice tinged with frustration and disbelief.John could see the confusion etched on her face, her eyes deepening with perplexity, as if she were trying to solve a complex puzzle.“Okay, let me explain,” John began, his tone taking on a patient quality as he tried to untangle the knot of confusion in her mind. “The thing is, Jeffery and Gabriel Blake are in a romantic relationship, which Stephanie is clearly not aware of. Now, all we ha
Two days later, John was in his room. Lately, he had been keeping a close eye on Jeffery, monitoring his meetings and who he was associating with. He was biding his time, looking for the perfect moment to strike. John needed Stephanie to catch them red-handed, but he had to do it in a way that kept him out of the picture.In John’s hands was one of James’s toys, which he had managed to steal the last time he was in the room. He stared at it, rubbing his thumb slowly and caressing it. The next day was James’s birthday, his sixth birthday. A mixture of tears and a smile appeared on John’s face. He remembered how he used to celebrate his birthdays in grandeur, but this time, planning everything felt different because everything was different.John’s heart raced so fast. Even though it was nighttime, he desperately wanted to see James and be the first one to wish him a happy birthday. Though James was not John’s biological son and reminded him of Stephanie’s infidelity, John couldn’t sto