Markian
I woke up to painful groans and sounds, was she having a nightmare? I wondered, or could it be that I may have hurt her by mistake? But what do I care? I’ve never cared about anything concerning her before anyway, so why start now?
I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn’t, so I turned to look towards the couch were she laid all curled up.
She would occasionally curl up further while groaning, but when she turned to face me, I saw a tear roll down her eyes to her ear.
I panicked and rushed to her. Was she really having a bad dream? and if she was, it wouldn’t hurt to wake her up, right? So I jerked her awake.
At first she was surprised, so I thought maybe it was just a bad dream, but when she cringed in pain, my heart gave up.
The first time I witnessed someone in such pain was when my mother was being hospitalized. She had cancer and was in so much pain all the time. UShe would often stifle the pain as not to make a sound, but I understood how much she was suffering.
Then, there was that time Sophy and I were kidnapped as kids. She was in so much pain but wouldn’t make a sound, just so I won’t be worried.
I knew those men did something to her, and even though we became friends, I wasn’t able to help her. I wanted desperately to take the pain from her, but in the end, I abandoned her like my mother abandoned me.
My mind went into a frantic whirlpool as it imagined lots of cases that could be the reason for Livy’s pain at the moment, and I found myself very worried and concerned.
I tried to help her but each time I did, she pushed me away.
Just few days ago she wanted me to be nice to her, and now I was she was turning me down? Ok, maybe what I did tonight wasn’t completely right, but I too have suffered from her constant betrayal and dishonesty. But if I can’t help her and something bad happens again, I don’t think I could forgive myself.
Each time she pushed me away, I still found myself going after her and trying to help her out like I was drawn to her.
What is wrong with me? Since when did I become concerned of what’s happening to Livy. She could stand and walk, so she wasn’t in any danger, so why am I going out of my way to assist this despicable woman?
I only relaxed a bit when I saw the blood stain on her dress, it means it wasn’t anything serious, it was just her menstruation.
When she asked me to leave the bathroom and locked herself in, I knew she wouldn’t come out to get her stuffs, so I had to go through her luggages and found some utilities.
I arranged them in an order that she won’t be embarrassed to accept it, then I called for her to take it by the door.
I went back to put her luggage back in order and that’s when I saw it. A candy bar paper wrap I made a ring out of years ago, but why does Livy have it when it was Sophy I gifted it to 15 years ago?
I must be confused, it couldn’t be the same ring, and moreover it’s been so long. I waved the thought away and set the luggage back in it rightful place.
I thought to go back to bed, but I just couldn’t because I was still feeling a bit restless. So, I looked at the bathroom door and saw that she had taken the utilities I laid for her.
I mentally congratulated myself on a job well done and stood by the door, waiting for her to finally come out.
When she finally came out, I was surprised as to just how different she was looking.
She had her hair tied in a messy bun which made her features more vivid. The nightwear I had picked was quite short exposing her sexy enticing thighs that draw me in.
She didn’t have any bra on so her breast were looking quite bigger than I’ld noticed before, with her nipples standing and inviting, they were breathtaking- what a work of art, I imagined. She looked so beautiful and captivating I almost got caught staring at her.
“You can sleep on the bed with me tonight, the couch is a bit messed up…” I managed to cough out, clearing my throat’s t that had suddenly gone dry looking at my wife.
Was she always this beautiful and why have I never noticed? I wondered as she moved silently to the bed and laid unmoving like a statue.
I took a glass of water and drank every bit of it, hoping it would quench the desire that was burning inside of me at the moment.
She slept off in no time, while I stayed awake staring at her for another 30mins -wondering what it would have been like if she wasn’t Sophy’s traitorous sister, before I finally fell asleep.
“What is your name?… my name is…” I went shut when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
She held on to me terribling in fear and sobbing softly almost silently. Other little girls would have cried so loudly, and we would have been caught again, but not my little rose-cheek.
She was in so much pain but we had to be quiet if we wanted to escape. I took her hand and we crawled our way out the basement through a hole on the ground leading outside.
We ran through the forest not knowing where we were or who we are, but we kept on running.
She was very small and fragile looking but had a lot of endurance, the only problem was that she wouldn’t speak.
I knew they did something to her, she was always sobbing and wincing in pain each time I touched her body, so I knew I had to protect her- I promised I would protect her.
But the truth was, she protected me more times than I did. It was her idea to make a call to the police the moment we got on the highway.
They kept us at the station for half a day, then took us to the orphanage- since the station wasn’t a place for kids, while they made more investigations to find our families.
From the moment we got to the orphanage, she was often taken to the clinic because she became sick.
Then on the 4th day, my father’s wife came to get me but I knew deep down she was disappointed to find me alive.
I didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye or at least knowing her name, but she was unconscious and my stepmother wasn’t very patient, so she dragged me away.
The next morning I woke up to a warm feeling on my chest. I just had a dream or was it a memory of what happened years ago? Why now, when it’s been so long?
I was surprised to find Livy sleeping peacefully on my chest, but I didn’t flinch. I remained there as I unconsciously studied her hairline and face, wondering just how fearless she was in doing things she shouldn’t be doing.
She looked peaceful as her chest rise and fell in sync with mine.
I wondered if we had the same heart beat rate, so I moved my free hand to her neck to check her pulse and check mine too. Something I picked up in my time at the hospital taking care of my mother before her demise.
Our heart beats matched almost perfectly and that little fact amazed me.
I laid there, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair until it cultivated a little space at the back of my mind.
Sooner than later, I felt her waking up, so I shut my eyes pretending to still be asleep.
Livy
I opened my eyes and searched the room just to find out I wasn’t in the position I had slept in.
I wasn’t really a restless sleeper but surprisingly, I found myself on Markian’s chest. I quickly realized my mistake and slowly slipped away quietly.
I quickly took a shower and changed into a comfortable wrap dress, combed my hair and let it pour down almost to my waist. I touched up my face with a little makeup and was feeling better now that the cramps had stopped.
I grabbed my phone and stepped out to the balcony quietly to call Heather and tell her all about last night.
I was so happy and excited that I didn’t even check the time before I called. It was after 11am here but I seemed to have woken her up from her sleep, since Shanghai was 12hrs earlier.
“That’s progress right?” I asked, after telling her everything in details.
“Of course it is, but being able to decipher what his mood is at all times would go a long way in your relationship. If you can’t understand what his eyes are saying, then you just might miss your cues” she advised heartedly.
I’m so glad to have someone I can share things like this with, because Heather is such a great listener and give amazing advices.
“But I’m worried. What if he wakes up and goes back to being mean old Markian again, what then should I do?” I asked sincerely.
“You’ll just have to keep doing what you are doing. The fact is that, he can’t bear to see you hurt, so for now that is a trump card for you” she replied making me feel at easy.
She was right but, since he seemed very worried about me yesterday, I’m sure he must have had a bad experience of seeing people in pain. I don’t know if I should exploit that card as Heather said.
“What are you thinking about? You can’t use it can you?” She asked and I affirmed.
“Well, you sure are a better person than I am. If it’s me, I’ll make the most of that card before it expires.” She said honestly.
I liked the fact that she was honest, but she’s right, I’m not like her at all. I can’t use people’s weaknesses against them.
“Thanks so much for hearing me out, even though I rudely interrupted your sleep, Heather” I apologized.
“It’s nothing. You know I love hearing of how well my plan is working anytime, anyday. Plus, it’s about time I got up to do some work anyway. So thanks for the wake up call,” she replied and we hung up after saying out goodbyes.
That afternoon, an invitation came in but was addressed only to Markian.
For heaven’s sake, this was my freaking honeymoon. Shouldn’t any invite being send to us be addressed to Mr and Mrs Markian Winfrey?
I was getting agitated again, this happens anytime I’m on my period- I get mood swings.
But regardless, no way am I leaving my husband’s side from now on till we head back home.
I have decided to enjoy my honeymoon with my husband and nobody would stop me, not even Markian.
I was so determined that I went shopping and got myself a gorgeous gown and shoe for the occasion this evening.
Heather
The moment I dropped the phone with Livy, I rolled to my side and kissed- on the lips, the hunk of man meat lying next to me butt naked, and I got up.
I had fallen asleep after a steamy hot evening with Mr. Handsome on the bed. His name was Kevin Ling, and he is a Medical Doctor – in practice.
He’s younger than me with two years, but compared to me, he looks quite matured. He’s got the body of a sex god and boy, does he know his way around a woman’s body.
We’ve been seeing each other in secret for almost a year and 2 months now, and at 30, people keep wondering when I’ll settle down and start a family, but I’ve got no time for any of that.
All I wanted was for S. Group to hit the international market under my supervision, plus, when I’ve got a hunk like Kevin, what more could I ask for?
Currently, he is in his final session of residency and would be done soon.
Of course, I don’t show him off, well, if people knew I was dating a college student, the press might escalate and shot the story out of proportion.
I have a reputation to uphold and he understands perfectly, he doesn’t expect too much and executes his job wonderfully.
Honestly, I can’t say I’m always proud of my choices, but he is one choice I’m happy I made.
Thanks to Livy, I’m now 100% sure that Daniel is there with them, so now I can execute my plan.
Putting a conference call through to all the investors of S. Group- or as I like to call them, my people. I only wanted to affirm just how many of them are still loyal to me and how many are not.
If my father thinks that selling his shares to help Daniel just swoop in and take my crown, then he has a different game in mind.
Before now, I’ve been buying lots and lots of shares from the company, so before I leave, I plan on taking with me 67% of my investors, stakeholders and shares.
If there are no armies, then what battle do they think they can win without an army.
Before I returned to Shanghai, I had a lunch date with Mrs. Luthel and she assured me that she was on my side.
With her, I’ve got an additional 20% already at my beck and call.
Bottom line is, if I’m not the head of. S. Group then, there will be no S. Group at all.