Epic 129As Kyrian and Jasmine thanked Jasmine's father, a sense of relief washed over them, the weight of uncertainty lifted from their shoulders. They rose from the table, their hands still entwined, their hearts filled with joy and anticipation.Outside, the sun was beginning to set, painting the sky with streaks of gold and pink. Kyrian turned to Jasmine, his eyes alight with love. "I have one more thing to ask you, Jasmine," he said, his voice gentle but serious. "Will you marry me?"Jasmine's eyes filled with tears, her heart swelling with happiness and love. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chirping of the birds and the rustle of the leaves. "Yes, I will marry you."Kyrian pulled her into his arms, his lips meeting hers in a kiss that held all the promise of their future. As the sun sank lower in the sky, the two of them stood there, surrounded by the beauty of the world, a world that, at that moment, seemed full of hope and possibility. As the weeks pas
Epic 130As Kyrian shared the news with his friends and family, his heart swelled with joy and gratitude. He knew that they had been there for him and Jasmine throughout their journey, and he wanted them to be a part of this momentous occasion.Timi, who had always been like a brother to Kyrian, let out a whoop of joy when he heard the news. "Finally, I'm an uncle!" he exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. "You have to bring little King to the dojo when he's old enough. We'll teach him everything we know. Mr. Bola's response was more measured, but no less sincere. "This is truly wonderful news, Kyrian," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You and Jasmine have been through so much together. It's so good to see you both finally achieving this moment of happiness. I can't wait to meet the little one."As Kyrian spoke with his loved ones, he felt his world expanding, his heart growing larger with every moment.“You know you are the next in line Timi”. My Bola whispered as the
Epic 131As they walked back through the forest, the darkness of the night setting in around them, Jasmine turned to Kyrian and asked softly, "What was your father like?"Kyrian smiled, the memories of his father filling his heart with warmth. "He was everything I could ever hope to be," he said, his voice filled with pride. "He was strong but gentle. He was brave, but kind. He was my hero, my mentor, my best friend."Jasmine nodded, her eyes shining with love and understanding. As they walked through the snow-covered forest, Kyrian turned to Jasmine and said with a mischievous grin, "You know, I think King would love the beach. Maybe we could take him there for his first birthday. We could build sandcastles, swim in the sea, and watch the sunset over the ocean."Jasmine laughed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "That sounds perfect," she said, her voice filled with joy. "And we can take a family photo on the beach, with King laughing and playing in the sand. The days and weeks pas
Epic 1 It was a chilly morning; the rain had drenched the earth during the early hours, leaving behind droplets that glistened on leaves and rooftops. Juris Jones Celestine lay restlessly in bed, his mind preoccupied with office affairs. He watched the raindrops slide down his window, each one a tiny, shimmering sphere. Though it had been four years since he handed the reins of his business to his son, Peter Celestine, Juris couldn't shake the lingering unease that plagued him. With a heavy sigh, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and slipped his feet into his slippers, the cold tiles sending a shiver through him. Juris shuffled to the balcony, where he caught sight of Peter, briefcase in hand, climbing into his sleek, black Porsche. Peter, a former army officer and the current CEO of Wealth Club was the eldest son of Juris Jones. Peter kept track of the time, frequently glancing at his watch. As soon as he stepped into the office, a cold chill washed over him, prompting hi
Epic 2 Jessy swung her legs patiently while waiting for her mother to return. As soon as she spotted the bag in Nora's hand, she rushed to grab it. "Did Grandpa Joe send this?" she asked innocently. Nora paused, her gaze fixed on her daughter's eager expression. "Yes, sweetie, he did," she replied softly. Jessy excitedly tore at the packaging, eventually revealing the treasure inside. "Cookies!" she exclaimed with delight. "Thank you, Mummy!" Nora took a deep breath, forcing a polite smile. A hint of unease lingered in her eyes, though her voice remained steady. "You're welcome," she said, her apprehension masked by a practised calmness. "Quickly, hurry up, Jessy," Nora urged, glancing at the wall clock. "We need to get going. I don't want to be late for my shift at the coffee shop." Jessy savoured every bite of the cookies, her fingers stained with chocolate, seemingly uninterested in leaving any crumbs behind or returning home. Nora watched her daughter with a mixture of affect
Epic 3 Peter awoke to a sense of foreboding, the weight of Lisa's demand hanging over him like a storm cloud. As he checked his phone, her message glared back at him, the word 'maid' looming like an insurmountable challenge. He knew fulfilling her request would bring complications, but he had to face it head-on. With a heavy sigh, he pushed himself out of bed, bracing for another day of Lisa's unpredictable whims. "I need a maid. Get me one," Peter's voice echoed in the room as he ambled to the restroom after ending a call with Ethan. The taste of toothpaste filled his mouth, and as he gazed into the mirror, Lisa's reflection repeated in his mind like a broken record. His brushing became more aggressive with each stroke. "Ouch!" Peter yelped, quickly pulling the brush from his mouth. His gums were bleeding, and he hastily rinsed the blood away. "Ouch," he exclaimed again, dabbing at the tender spot. ************ Peter's driver was ready to take him to the office. As he entered the
Epic 4 Peter awoke four hours later, his stomach grumbling. He was ravenous; it felt like his intestines were desperate for sustenance. Finding the kitchen empty and Lisa nowhere in sight, he assumed she had left. Baffled by the kitchen's bare state, Peter grabbed his phone and ordered some food. Leaving his kitchen he got shocked as he walked past his kitchen mirror only to find his face covered with red Lipstick. “Lisa!”. He yelled annoyed as he went to wash it off, after which he headed to the sitting room to unwind. Peter stood in shock, his legs nearly frozen at the sight of the disarray in his living room. Lisa's laughter filled the air, her attention fully absorbed in the TV series she was watching, oblivious to his presence. Peter took a deep breath, calming himself, and quietly took a seat on the couch. The doorbell echoed through the room, and as Peter rose to answer it, Lisa finally noticed him. "Babe?" she called out, following him to the door. "Oh, food!" Lisa exclaim
Epic 5 Lisa's insistent demand for a maid continued to aggravate Peter the next morning, though he had begun to recognize his own need for one. As he awoke from a night's rest, his stomach rumbling in hunger, he was dismayed to find no food in the house. Gazing at Lisa casually crossing her fine legs in the sitting room while leisurely enjoying the cereal she had prepared for herself, Peter felt a surge of anger. "Babe!" Lisa exclaimed, rushing over to plant a few kisses on Peter's cheek. "I didn't notice you were standing there”, she said. Did you see me in your dreams, huh?”. Lisa whispered seductively as she blushed her lips against Peters. “No breakfast?”. Peter mustered in an angry low tone. Lisa was surprised while looking around the room. “Who are you talking to babe? Did you finally get us a maid”. She said a bit excited but Peters hiss left her speechless as he walked away and went back to his room. Lisa immediately rushed after him but he had already gone into the bath