A siege of silence enveloped Declan for the next few days. He did not know how to react to Daniel taking his place as CEO. There were other things that he was more concerned about. He spent so much time in the suite that he shared with Samantha. All her belongings were gone, save the pajamas she used the morning she left. He carried it about and sniffed it often. It was not in the certainty of death, but in the uncertainty that he may never get to see her while she was alive again. She had been through a lot since she met him, contrary to how perfect her life was before she met him. Every day, he looked forward to hearing some good news from Abigail, but she had no clue about where to find her.Micheal came to check on him every day, and today was not an exception. As soon as he walked through the door, Declan raised himself from the bed and pushed into the living room. To his surprise, he saw Daniel, who bore a mischievous smile at the corner of his lips."Get out," Declan sai
Declan was awake before the break of dawn, and he saw Hannah lying on the sofa in the bedroom, just like she had been doing for the past two days. Daniel had caused him a great deal of pain that caused him to be confined to a place, and he was only grateful that he had Hannah by his side. She had been taking good care of him, as Micheal said that there was no one else he could trust. Taking care of him reminded him of the days that they were together, and she would nurse him until he was fully recovered. She was so soft that she let greed consume her. She was not patient with him at all, and sometimes, he still wished that she had made the right decision back then. He flung the duvet aside and got out of bed. Once his feet touched the cool floor, the cold transcended throughout his entire body. He limped to the bathroom for a leak, and when he came back, Hannah was asleep in a funny position that made him laugh. He grabbed the duvet that she had abandoned on the floor and cover
"What should I do first?" Declan asked her, wondering why she held him back. "A child is having a birthday, and a birthday gift for the child sounds like a good enough peace offering," Abigail said to him. "I think you are right," he said, considering what she said. They looked for a nearby toy shop, and Declan was indecisive on what to get. He bought big teddies, so many toys that forty children could play with them comfortably, some candies, and chocolates. As he was about to end his shopping, he thought that a small gift for Samantha would not hurt. He went ahead to get her a diamond bracelet that cost him thirty thousand dollars."You know that she does not necessarily need that, right?" Abigail asked him. "It's just a small gift for my beautiful wife," Declan said, dismissing her, as he was not in the mood for any talk about his spending. As they headed back to their country home, Declan felt more fulfilled and more confident about meeting his wife. He even sang along to t
Declan got the news of the misplaced funds from Micheal first. He had spent some time in the country home with Samantha, so he did not have to use a hotel. But she refused to come home with him or even let him touch her at night, even though they slept on the same bed. Abigail told him that it was part of the reconciliation process, and that trust was slowly rebuilt again. It was clear that she had forgiven him. It showed in the way she spoke softly to him and catered to his needs throughout their time together in the country home. There were moments when she wanted to get intimate with him but refrained immediately. The silent tension between them was very loud. It was on the morning of the third day that he spent with her that Micheal called him. It was just 7 a.m. At that time, he was still getting dressed for work.Micheal sounded out of breath as he spoke. "Calm down and tell me what is going on," Declan insisted. "This morning, the accounts department found out that a hug
"As I said, what we should be more concerned about is getting back the money first," Declan said as he looked at every one of them in the room as they sat down and looked at him. "How do we get access to the money when we do not know who is behind it at first?" One member of the accounts department asked. "You are also forgetting that by seeking the location of our money, we can get access to the culprit," Declan mentioned. They nodded in agreement, and for the next hour, Declan spent time deliberating on what he thought was the perfect game plan for them. All the while, Micheal kept looking at him in admiration. Declan was a man fit to run an empire. It showed in the way he loved and treated his employees. It showed in his rational decision-making. It showed in how versatile he was, and his level of innovation. Samantha once told him that one of the things that attracted her to Declan was his big brains. The meeting soon came to an end with the game plan for the accountants.
He was still taking in the familiar scent when Samantha strolled out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel. He smiled when he saw her but still stood fixedly in place. "You did not tell me you were coming back home," he said quietly. "Do I need to take permission before coming back to my husband's house?" She asked. "I wanted to surprise you," she added immediately as she walked to where he was. "It's such a pleasant surprise," he said as he put his hands around her in a hug. He kissed her ear and went all the way to her forehead. When his lips met hers, he let out a groan while she moaned simultaneously. This was going to be the longest they had spent without touching each other in a long time. In a swift movement, he held her against the door of the closet, and slowly, while looking into her eyes, he slid the towel down her body, so that she was fully exposed to him. "What are you doing?" She asked him as he went down on her. "I'm making love to my beautiful wife," he sai
Samantha decided on a birthday party for Declan's thirtieth birthday. She had sought a reasonable way to celebrate him. He had a closet filled with clothes, racks of shoes, a plane, a yacht, landed properties, and whatnot.She finally decided to ask Micheal who had told her that Declan was not someone who expected much from people. He told her that putting a smile on his face alone was a gift to him.When she thought of what would put a smile on his face, she could only think of family and friends. Declan was someone who valued relationships so much that if she wanted to do something nice for him, she had to think of a way that would bring his acquaintances together. On the morning of his birthday, she had given him a great birthday sex, that had her grinding against him like he was a horse, his large muscular hands on her hips, directing her movements. He liked the way she arched her back with her hands on his chest. She would flip her head at intervals and tilt it to the side as
Hannah walked up to where Kennedy sat and she saw him adjust immediately. It made her smile that he thought she was important to talk to. When she came closer, he opened up a chair so she could have a seat. "I thought you were busy with someone," she said uninterestedly as she sipped her drink. "I don't know what you are saying because I came here alone," he said. "I saw you talking to her," she insisted as she used her wine glass to point at the lady that he had been having a conversation with earlier."Amina is an old friend from Nigeria and I was surprised to see her here," he explained. "What we were doing was simply catching up on old times," he added so he could make her feel safe. "What do you want to talk about?" She asked him pointedly. "I want us to work on what we have," he said."What we had died the moment you told me that you had a child for someone that it's safe to say that she is crazy," she replied immediately. "I'm not just looking out for myself; people like