Dr. Pat was the man who kissed LailaLooking at the picture, Laila asked," What could be the partner's grouse?""Who knows! The same thing I asked," said David."Anything other than love?" asked Laila." Men, who could not control their libido." she stared back at David." Well. He said if he recovers, he will visit. Then, we will know." said David."You seem to have interest in the matter." Laila said."A CEO! Peeping into the affairs of his workers ." She taunted David."Oh. I did not see it that way," said David. Though, he understood Laila's viewpoint, his being an extrovert was humane. He did not grow up knowing what is gossip or wickedness. As a young man, 27, born with a silver spoon, he had never been worried or lived in an environment of wrangling. He was just learning the tropes now, which is why he procrastinates, or it seems he is weak on Laila. Laila crossed her leg over him and one thing led to another. There was a display of affection. A long kiss.He does not hate her
"I have forgiven the family. They have made their reason known and it was understandable.But Laila, she will be the wife who suffered the most revengeful act from a husband." David was soliloquizing.Her parents have understandable reasons for treating him like a useless Son-in-law, but what reason has she to kiss another man so passionately in my presence? Mind you, the divorce was not anything to me. "One could divorce out of anger but to kiss another man with eyes closed, soul raptured...mehn." He jiggled the glass in his hand, his head full, he hit the bottom of the glass on the table. It did not break but the bottle of the Cognac quaked.His head was full and he called himself a useless son-in-law but his happiness is that he is taking care of his in-laws All are camped in his house in Nebraska awaiting the construction of their new house. A dangerous fire three weeks ago ate the whole solid mansion of the Andersons and not even a pin was removed from the inferno. Laila's cer
They chose to open the residential house with fanfare. The Andersons. It was a double celebration with a spoiler. A sad thing happened and in this age of the internet, it was everywhere.Mr Roberts' wife called her husband's attention that this story was similar to David's."But her brother killed himself. How do you see it, Roberts?" she asked her husband."You mean?" Mr Roberts asked."You mean? "She repeated, meaning Mr Roberts was not sharp enough to catch up." David is just an ajebo, with no experience." She was making the news clear to him " He could have been hoodwinked!""It can't be David's in-law." Mr Roberts read the news again. "Roberts, call your cousin. Stop reading! Who else was an adopted son-in-law, divorced and thrown out and he hit it big and spent lavishly for his In-laws?" "But David married a new wife and has had no connection with Laila. Though, the present one is Laila too which means nothing.""Thomas. Take, call him." Martina gave Mr Roberts her phone."Dav
What is your stand?Laila noticed that David was reacting to something. The mattress was shaking, and he got up.She gripped his arm." David! You must tell me that! That thing that makes you agitate, that makes you break everything!"Holding his arm still, she stood out of the bed too and supported her right hand with her other hand."Leave my hand. Nothing." David said, both of them facing each other, standing." Lie! Tell me! Did I steal?"David grinned widely and his hands compressed her cheeks, reshaping her lips. Sensing how her lips could look, she beat off his hand and David regained freedom and said"Go and shower." He walked into his bathroom as she repeated herself. " I am married here! Nothing will remove me here!"She took her bath, and off to the fashion industry.Everyone in the Fashions And Fashions LTD knows her. With eyes, they know she came from the royal family. But humble. Though her car was burnt in the inferno that gulped her parents' home, she did not want to d
"My stand?" David repeated. It was a secret he revealed to her. What Suzie came for. He has not decided on any other stand as she was itching to hear. "Go to work. Later." he advised Laila who, while leaving, chipped in to reaffirm her stand." I am the love rooted, the wind might blow the branches either way."David sat down to reflect. He lit his cigarette. Still on the matter. She seemed determined in this second chance to show her love. And David, right inside does not hate her. A girl her love cost me my relationship with my family. To turn around and say I hate her is mocking myself. But she will not go unpunished. After which, we will still be one.The one problem now is what could I revenge with? Marrying Selena, one. For her to know how it feels. But Suzie and my family would not revenge for me. What they see as her sin, is outdated and canceled.The evidence was there. The mini scrapper he built for their fabric business that cost millions of dollars and the palatial res
A billion-dollar contract marriage She sat on the out-of-use vehicle seat close to the wall fencing the institute.The proprietress saw she was looking glum, and went and perched on the seat " Why are you looking glum?" she asked her. "Laila. You are pretending. Let me know what's it." she said. "Ma." Laila hissed. "Nothing much."Alone again, she reflected on what happened at home and if she could still endure. Enduring depends on if she does not see me as a useless daughter-in-law. Suzie, as she rightly feared, had made it compulsory to give her the task of dishwashing after howling insults at her, all to frustrate her to leave the house because she does not belong to the MacGregor family.She stood too close in her way as she was returning from the institute and was about to enter the staircase in the downstairs living room Suzie called her "' Gold digger!" and made a mockery reference of to her fashion and designing skill acquisition.She paused, wanted to act, but jumped over
Terms of the contract "A contract marriage. For you and my son!""True!?" Laila's eyes glittered than ever " I am interested." she gasped out."Then, sit down." Mrs Gladys told her. She sat too and proceeded to tell her the terms. It was a solemn meeting. She was damningly serious, "My husband is late." she told LailaLaila nodded." He left a Will for our only son. Her two elder sisters included in their father's Will have had their Wills executed. " She told Laila what the two daughters do now"They are CEOs and are doing fine but Nick Neil, my only son, has a condition attached to his. His dad willed he must marry and have a child before the Will will be executed."Laila smiled with a furrowed brow."How old?" she asked"Twenty-six"She did a rough calculation."So. Would you go for it? Marry him, give us a child, and have your one billion dollars?""He didn't want to marry?" Laila wanted to know for knowing sake. She was in for it already." Very Good. Listen. I have to tell you wh
Contracted At The Registry She has too much work to do to get a cash-out of one billion dollars. Nick Neil was a playboy, a parole breaker. And in the cell, each time he was back, he re-occupied his position as the Marshall. Above all, he was generous with money. He spent it on warders and inmates and he had boys outside who had served their terms.Mrs Glady came out of the kitchen and chided him."Nick, you could not toast your wife. Oh. What a shy guy."He grinned and made hmm. "O-Okayy."He heaved up, crossing over to Laila, he was bending this way and that way.That was his happy moment style, bending-walking. Laila shivered.The marriage was contracted at the registry like a full-time marriage. So, no ohhh leave me.Not letting Laila a second of freedom, he carried her full breast with both hands, her nipple in his mouth, enjoying Laila's twistings. She was gripping the burglary rods behind, pleading. "Neil, sex me, please, please!"He told her to naked herself and stand with