Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 57

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🔸 Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife:

🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸

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RACHEL’S pov

Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

“Ma’am?” the cab driver called me for the hundredth time, snapping me from my train of thought.

I faced him only to realize he’s stretching a tissue at me, and staring at me with concern too. I collected the tissue but didn’t wipe my face, because I didn’t feel like it.

“Let’s go” I told him.

“We’re here” he said, then looked out the window.

I looked out the window too, and realized we’re already outside our (I and Duncan’s) home.
Hold on a sec, is this really still my home?

“Are you ok?” he asked me.

“Hm” I hummed, and quickly wiped my face.

I reached for my purse, pulled out some cash and paid him.

“Keep the change” I told him, then alighted his cab and rushed towards the gates.

  >><<

“What’s wrong, Mrs Baldwin” Jeb asked when he opened the gates, and I entered the compound.

“I’m fine” I answered him with a weak smile.

Right then I saw nanny Pamela, Mrs Jackson, Mariah and Fatima rushed towards me with worries, and fear in their faces.

“Holy cow, Rachel, where have you fuçking been? We’ve been searching every damn corner for you?!” Fatima asked in a scolding tone, but she frowned deeply when noticed my sad expression. “Yo, what happened to you?” she asked in a calmer tone this time.

Nanny Pamela and Mrs Jackson came to my side, nanny Pamela hugged me sideways, and Mrs Jackson simply studied my face with a deep frown too.

“Rachel, what’s going on? Why were you crying? And where did you go?” Nanny Pamela asked. “Do you know how scared we were when you left?” she added.

I looked at everyone again, they’re all genuinely worried about me.

“I’m fine, I… ” I took a deep breath. “I just went for a stroll around, because my legs were feeling numb from drive back from the cemetery” I lied smoothly.

“Then why were you crying?” Mrs Jackson asked.

“Oh, I bumped into a toddler, and she fell and hurt herself, so… ” I trailed off with a forced smile.

They all heaved a sigh of great relief, and chuckled lightly when I said that, well, except Fatima, she was just staring at me with narrowed eyes, as if she knows I’m telling a lie -well, nothing gets past her eagle like eyes.

But I can only lie to them, I can’t tell them I just caught my lovely husband, who loves me so much and doesn’t stop to showering his love on me, cheating on me, because it might sound ridiculous to them, and they might not even believe -not with all his PDA.

“Well, honey” she grabbed my cheeks. “Make sure you let us know when you’re going on a stroll next time” she said while pulling my cheeks.

“Ok” I replied, and tried to escape from her.

“Let’s go inside and eat, dinner’s been ready for a while now” Mrs Jackson said.

“Hm” I hummed, and we all headed inside.

But Fatima wouldn’t stop giving me suspicious looks, that’s why she’s my best friend, she understands each and every of my emotions, she knows exactly when I’m faking being happy.

   >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Wetland Holiday Inn<<

Lucas snapped his eyes open when a loud honk sounded from behind, he rested his head on the steering wheel as he yawned, and rubbed his forehead.

He had decided to take a twenty minutes nap immediately his boss, Mr Baldwin, went inside the inn.

His eyes caught the time on his wristwatch while he was stretching his body, and his eyes widened in both fear and surprise.

“Crap! It’s been almost one hour!” he exclaimed loudly, and jumped out of the car, then dashed towards the main entrance of the inn.

   >><<

Room 0013<<

Lucas hurriedly stepped out of the elevator, then rushed towards room 0013.

He pressed the doorbell a few times but nobody answered the door, he frowned as he wondered if nobody’s inside the room, or if his boss was in trouble.

He reached for a card in his pants pocket, he quickly swiped it and pushed the door open, then rushed in. He gently shut the door, and reached for his gun in pocket.

His eyes searched frantically with his gun aimed particularly at nothing, but his hands dropped to his sides, and his mouth fell open when his eyes landed on his boss.

“Shît! We’ve fallen into a trap!” he cursed silently.

He balled his fist as he stared at his naked boss, laying next to an equally naked Tasha Wood. He looked around the room again, then his eyes landed on a wine on the table, and he knew it must be the wine his boss had drank.

Lucas walked towards it, he reached for the wine and sniffed it, but found nothing wrong with it. Then he walked towards the bed, picking his boss’s clothes along the way.

“Mr Baldwin” he called.

But Mr Baldwin grumbled sleepily, turned to face Tasha and threw an arm around her waist, then continued sleeping.

“Mr Baldwin” Lucas called him once more, but he still didn’t wake up.

Lucas groaned angrily, he’s angry at himself for falling asleep earlier and not being able to keep watch for his boss, then he’s also angry at his boss for actually falling into a trap so easily.

He saw a bottled water standing on the small bedside table, he quickly reached for it and popped the cover open, then poured it on Mr Baldwin’s face, which made him (Mr Baldwin) snapped his eyes open and sprang up at once.

Mr Baldwin’s eyes looked around the place frantically, his brows furrowed when he realized he’s still in the hotel room, and he faced Lucas.

“What’s the time?” he asked.

“05:59pm”

“Then why are we still here?” he asked again, gesturing at the room.

“Her” Lucas nodded at Tasha who’s still sleeping, with her face glowing in contented smile.

Mr Baldwin followed Lucas’s gaze, and his eyes landed on Tasha who’s still smiling in her sleep -she’s sprawled happily on the bed.

“Wh-why is she naked?” he asked.

“Here, sir” Lucas said.

He handed some clothes to Mr Baldwin, who in turn looked down at himself and realized he’s naked too, this made him frown deeply as he was overwhelmed with confusion.

He snatched the clothes from Lucas, and started wearing them hurriedly.

“What’s going on here?” he asked.

“Uh.. ” Lucas cleared his throat. “Uh.. I think you.. you had sèx with her”

“What?!” Mr Baldwin exclaimed. “That’s fuçking impossible!”

“Uh.. it’s already possible, sir” Lucas stared at Tasha while saying these words.

Mr Baldwin narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall what happened, and how he ended up sleeping with Tasha.
His eyes suddenly widened as he stared at Tasha again and cursed loudly, then smacked his head.

“Fuçk! I’ve made a very crappy mistake!” he growled.

He grabbed Lucas by his collar and pulled him closer, and stared angrily in Lucas’ eyes.

“How did this happen? I let my guard down, but you should be alert every goddamn time!” he growled in Lucas’ face, and pushed him away.

He paced worriedly, pulling his hair in frustration and blaming himself for not being vigilant enough.

“I’m an @sshole! I’m a fuçking big @sshole!” he slapped himself a few times.

There was a small table in front of him, which he raised and threw it across the room making it crash, and created a few dent on the wall.

The sound of the table crashing, woke Tasha up from her slumber, she sprang up and looked around as though she’s searching for danger.

Seeing her face seemed to irked Mr Baldwin even more, he became angrier at himself and instantly snatched Lucas’s gun, then cocked it as he aimed it at Tasha.

Every normal girl would be expected to cower away in fear, but Tasha didn’t, she simply stood there with a smirk playing on her lips -not even bothering to cover her nakedness.

“Sir, what are you doing?” Lucas asked.

“My wife mustn’t know about this shît!” Mr Baldwin gritted out. “Killing her is the only option, and way out for me!” he added.

Lucas quickly rushed in front of him, spreading his arms open and blocking Tasha.

“Move, I’m gonna kill the bitçh!” Mr Baldwin growled.

“Calm down, sir, there’s another way to do this”

“There’s no other way, MOVE OR I’LL BLOW UP BOTH YOUR BRAINS!”

Lucas quickly jumped out of the way, but the lights suddenly went out before Mr Baldwin could pull the trigger.

“What’s going on?!” he roared.

“I don’t know, sir”

TO Be Continued

Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 56

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He threw his head back on the sofa and massaged his forehead softly, he got up and tried to take a step but fell back on the sofa.

“Damnit! I’ve been drugged!” he cursed.

He soon started feeling an internal heat, even his vision was starting to blur and he could hardly recognize the things around him.

“No, no, I gotta…gotta get outta here” he muttered in a broken voice, as he released ragged breaths.

He stood up, and tried to take a step again but still fell back on the sofa.
He released a frustrated groan, and got up again, but before he could take another step, the door pushed open and he saw Rachel and walked in.

She wore a red lacy bra with matching panty, a pair of red heels and her black hair fell perfectly on her shoulders. She sexily leaned against the doorframe, and seductively raised her hips as she flashed him a sweet smile.

He laughed heartily as he staggered towards her.

“My.. my heartbeat is finally here” he spluttered while giggling excitedly, as though he’s a teenage school girl.

“How did you know I’m here?” he asked, though making a lot of effort to make a complete sentence without stuttering, or hiccuping.

But she didn’t respond to him, she simply walked closer to him and guided him towards the bed.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” he asked again.

“To give you a surprise” she finally said a word, and pushed him on the bed.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her, making her fall softly on him.

“What surprise?”

“You’ll see” she replied.

He hummed and nodded, he reached for his tie and loosened it.

“I’m feeling so hot, and horny” he grumbled in a babyish tone while pouting his lips.

His words made her smile, she loved how he actively stated his demand.

“Let me help you” she said, and crashed her lips on his before he could reply her.

Her hands fondled with his shirt buttons until she finally took off his shirt, then her hands readily moved to his belt and she quickly unbuckled it, and pulled his zipper down.

He wrapped his arms around her waist as they both kissed each other hungrily.

Mr Baldwin was hugging her very close than she didn’t have space to grope his dîck, but she somehow maneuver and shoved her hand in his pants, and began stroking him. He broke the kiss, throw his head back in pleasure and released satisfactory groans.

She dragged his pants down, then snatched his erected dîck in her mouth, then started sucking and licking him as though she has a lolipop in her mouth.

He soon flipped them over when he’s got some strength, he quickly unhooked her bra, threw it randomly across the room and snatched her right breast in his mouth.

His teeth nibbling her nipple teasingly, while his other hand cupped and massaged her free breast sensationally. He continued sucking and massaging his breasts for a few minutes, before kissing his way down to her waist.

He grabbed her red lacy panty and quickly pulled it down, he spread her legs open and stared at her pûssy with his eyes shining in excitement and anticipation.

“My heartbeat, you’re so wet for me” he smiled, then delved in without wasting time, and began eating her up hungrily.

She held her lower lip between her teeth as she grabbed his head, and pushed him more into her.

Her moans and his grunts filled the air.

His erected dîck wouldn’t stop vibrating impatiently, because all it wanted right now was to be deeply buried inside her.

He continued eating and sucking her juice for a few seconds, then got his feet and slowly slide his fat dîck in her tight hole, with his eyes closed as he savored the moment he’s entering her.

He started with a slow and steady tempo, but soon increased his tempo after a few thrusts and seconds inside her.

  >><<

RACHEL’S pov.

“Rachel, you’re home” Mariah rushed to meet me, immediately she saw me alighted the car.

On instincts, Fatima blocked har which earned her (Fatima) a raised eyebrow from each of us, nanny Pamela, Mariah and I.

She chuckled lightly when she realized what just happened, then took a step back and muttered ‘sorry’ to Mariah.

“I received a package for you” she said as she handed me an envelope.

“A package?” I asked with a frown.

“Yeah”

I collected it and stared strangely at it as I wondered who would send me a package, but later decided that it might be Jacinta.

“Alright, thanks” I told her, then faced nanny Pamela and Fatima. “I’ll be sleeping in my room, wake me up when dinner is ready” I said.

“Continue sleeping, and you’ll soon suffer from obesity” Fatima said.

“Continue teasing me, and I’ll dig out your eyes and feed them to the vultures”

She shuddered and take two steps away from me, which made me smirk.

“Better” then I rushed inside, but overhead nanny Pamela and Mariah laughing at her.

 >><<

“Yes! Let’s see what’s inside this package” I said, and I slumped down on the sofa in the sitting area in our room.

I opened the envelope and a CD tape fell on my laps, I reached for it with a frown wondering why anyone would send me a CD.

“Or was it delivered to the room address?” I asked aloud.

I searched the envelope for a number by which I can contact either the delivery man or delivery company, and tell them about the mistake they’ve made.

But my eyes caught something else, the words written at the back of the envelope.

‘watch the video, it’s happening live at Wetland Holiday Inn’

Happening live at Wetland Holiday Inn? What’s happening there?

I quickly glided towards our CD player and inserted the CD, then reached for the TV remote control and turned the TV on.

The remote fell off my hand at the scene that popped up, my eyes narrowed as they doubt what they’re seeing, and I shook my head in denial.

I’m trying to deny the fact that that’s my husband showing in the screen, but I can’t deny it because his face’s clearly showing.

“This can’t be true, someone’s trying to frame my husband up” I muttered, still shaking my head. “He told me he was going to see Mr Ferrari, he wouldn’t lie to me, right?”

I’m trying to console myself, but I couldn’t even believe the words I’m saying -I must go and confirm this myself.

But how can I leave without Fatima or anyone else knowing?
Then I remembered I can leave through our closet, I mistakingly discovered a secret passage that’s leading outside.

With that in mind, I dashed towards the closet.

  >><<

I made it to Wetland Holiday Inn in ten minutes, because I wouldn’t stop hurrying the driver to driver faster. I began searching for room to room until I got to room 0013.

My footsteps slowed down when I heard moans and grunts coming from the room, I furrowed my eyebrows since the voices I was hearing are very familiar -my husband’s voice stood out.

“Fuçk!” he groaned in a pleasured voice. “You’re so fuçking good”

No, don’t tell me that’s really him. It must be someone who has similar voice with him.

My legs and hands have a mind of their own, I found myself standing outside the door and my hand reached for the door handle, and pushed the door open.

I entered the room only for my world to crash down completely, I balled my fists tightly and clenched my jaw as I watched my husband, who was completely naked laying on a woman, who’s equally naked like him.

He hugged her tightly, sucking her face and moving his hips against hers.

“I’m cumming, I’m cum… Arghhhh” he spiled his sperm inside her, and groaned in satisfaction.

He waited for some seconds before pulling out of her, and fell on the space next to her, that’s when I saw the woman’s face.

He cheated on me with my biggest rival, TASHA WOOD!

I didn’t know I was crying until tears started dropping on my hand that was covering my mouth, to prevent any sound from coming out.

Not knowing what to say or do, I ran out of there before either of them would see me.

TO Be Continued

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Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 55

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🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸

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RACHEL’S pov

My legs were feeling a little bit stiff, and I couldn’t alight the car like everyone else -I guess it’s because I’ve been sitting on the same spot for two hours.

Thankfully we’ve made it to the cemetery, else I don’t think I’ll be able to use my legs anymore.

“Come here, let me give you a hand” nanny Pamela said as she collected my handbag, though it’s a small handbag.

“Is her grave far from here?” I asked, since Fatima stopped our car by the gate.

“No, it’s just a stone throw” Fatima said, but I glared at her doubtfully.

I’ll never believe a word she’s gonna say until my baby’s born, her words always gives me hypertension.

“Nanny, is it far from here?” I asked nanny Pamela instead.

“No” she answered, and Fatima gave me the ‘I told ya’ look, which I scoffed at. “That’s her” nanny Pamela pointed at a grave about ten feet away.

“Oh” I smiled. “That’s very close”

“Lazy@ss” I heard Fatima muttered, but as the matured grown-up woman that I am, I decided to ignored her.

   >><<

“Longest time, Amelia” nanny Pamela said as she smiled at Duncan’s mom’s tombstone.

Now I believe what Duncan once told me about taking his mother’s last name, because the words written on her tombstone are;

BELOVED MOTHER, SISTER AND DAUGHTER, AMELIA BALDWIN, 1978 – 2012.

Her tombstone is the dirtiest here, with a withered bouquet of daisies laying on her grave which I’m guessing Duncan put here last time he came to visit her, and from the look of things that must be a very long time already.

Nanny Pamela suddenly threw an arm around my shoulder, pulling me close and reached for my hand with her free hand.

“Look who I brought to see you, your son’s wife, isn’t she beautiful?”

I smiled at her nanny Pamela’s introduction, I’m feeling kinda nervous even though Ms Baldwin isn’t standing in front of me physically, maybe my nervousness is because I have it imprinted in my head that I’m standing before my mother-in-law -i’m kinda hoping she’d approve of me, and accept me as her daughter-in-law.

Nanny Pamela chuckled lightly.

“I know you must be saying she isn’t as beautiful as you back in the day, but she certainly isn’t lagging behind either, right?” she asked rhetorically.

My eyes zeroed on the small photo of Ms Baldwin pasted on the tombstone, and true to nanny Pamela’s boastful words, she (Ms Baldwin) was certainly a beauty when she was alive, because even her photo is making me doubt my beauty.

It’s very obvious my husband inherited her beautiful face, I pray my kids would inherit their good genes too.

“Your daughter-in-law has some good news to tell you” she faced me, and nodded towards the tombstone. “Go on” she urged me.

I crouched down and pushed the withered daisies away, then carefully placed the fresh ones I bought in the same spot.

“Hello, Ms Baldwin, I’m Duncan’s wife, Rachel”

I paused.

“I’m sorry for not coming earlier to introduce myself to you, it’s because there’s been a lot of things going on in our lives all these years, and we didn’t have time to do the most important things”

The important things I meant here are, paying her visits and introducing myself to her.

I shivered as a strange, cold breeze suddenly blew past me, and it gave me an eerie feeling but I brushed it off as nothing since we’re in a graveyard.

“Please permit me to call you mom, can I?” I asked.

Yeah, I know she can’t respond to me, but I’m just asking for courtesy’s sake.
I heard Fatima and Nanny Pamela laugh shortly at my question.

“Mom, you’re gonna be a grandma soon” I grinned. “Duncan and I are expecting a baby”

I paused as if I’m giving her some time to rejoice over the news.

“I know Duncan’s being a bad son lately and haven’t been coming to see you, but don’t worry, I’m gonna make you for his sins and I’ll be sure to visit you every month”

My eyes and mind must have played some tricks on me, because I saw Ms Baldwin smile inside her photo -weird imagination.

“Come on, let’s head home” Fatima whispered in my ear, as she showed me her wristwatch.

Damn Duncan for giving us limited time, I’d have love to spend more time with his mom.
I nodded anyway, and got up.

“Don’t worry, Amelia, I’ll take good care of them for you” nanny Pamela said, then turned around and headed towards our car.

  >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Wetland Holiday Inn<<

Lucas glanced at his wristwatch once more, and turned towards Mr Baldwin.

“Sir, we’ve been waiting for three hours”

“Hm” Mr Baldwin grunted in response.

“Should we reschedule? Or continue waiting?”

Mr Baldwin checked his phone, he sighed.

“Ferrari wouldn’t fail to show up without a reason after making an appointment, contact his PA again” he said.

“Yes, sir” Lucas replied as he fetched his phone.

He dialed a number on his phone, then waited for someone to pick as it started ringing, but his call went to voicemail. He tried a few more times, but all his calls went straight to voicemail.

“Sir, there’s no answer”

Mr Baldwin narrowed his eyes for a moment, then pushed the door open and alighted the car.

“Sir?”

“I’ll go inside, and wait for thirty minutes, then we’ll leave if he still doesn’t show up” he said, and headed towards the entrance door before Lucas could say anything else.

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RACHEL’S pov.

My stomach growled quietly, and I quickly searched my bag for a chocolate cake and started eating.

“Eating sweet is bad for you given your current condition” Nanny Pamela said, with her eyes fixed on my stomach and I pouted.

“Like seriously, I’m starting to hate being pregnant”

Nanny Pamela raised her eyebrows at me.

“Being pregnant prevents me from eating so many things”

She laughed at my sulky expression, thankfully Fatima’s driving else she’d have continued in this laughter. Then there’s a very brief moment of silence which I broke.

“I’m curious, nanny” I said.

“Curious about me?” I nodded. “What are you curious about?” she asked.

“Your story”

“My story?”

“Yeah. Like, what’s relationship with Duncan’s family? How did you get to know Duncan’s mom?” I asked, my curiosity was clearly showing in my eyes.

The smile on Nanny Pamela’s face wiped off, she stared blankly at me for a moment, before averting her gaze and looked out the window with her jaw tightly clenched.

It seemed like she’s contemplating on wether to tell me about it, or not.
I stayed silent, and patiently waited for her decision -you know, I can’t really force her to speak.

“Amelia is my younger sister” she said, after a moment of silence.

My eyes widened immediately she said those words.
Younger sister? Nanny Pamela is actually Duncan’s aunt?
Now, I didn’t see that coming at all.

“Does Duncan know you’re his aunt” I couldn’t help but blurt out.

She shook her head.

“No, because I ran away from home when I was eighteen years old, and my father disowned me and banned everyone from talking about me, or even mentioning my name at home”

That’s kinda cruel, but why would her father disown her, and even ban everyone from talking about her?
Don’t tell me Nanny Pamela was a bad@ss teenager, because she doesn’t look like she was a rascal in her teens.

“Our father was a dictator and the whole family was afraid of him, nobody wanted to get on his bad side”

“Oh”

I hate dictators more than everything else in this world, they think you’re not even worthy of leading your own life.

“He wanted to force me into marrying an old business tycoon, I was eighteen and he wanted me to marry a sixty-seven years old man”

“What?!” I exclaimed.

Ok.. that’s just sick of him.

I would’ve burst into laughter if it wasn’t for the atmosphere around us right now, like an eighteen years old and a sixty-seven years old? That’s just absurd.

“Yes, that’s why I ran away from home”

“Hmm, well, I guess you did the right thing”

She shrugged.

“Then what about Duncan’s mother? You really don’t know what happened between her and Duncan’s father?” I asked.

“Duncan’s parents were in a complicated relationship, because Duncan’s father was poor and our father didn’t approve of him at first.. I don’t know what happened between my father and Duncan’s father, but my father later agreed to the relationship”

“Then what happened? Why did his parents got separated?” I asked.

“Duncan’s father didn’t love Amelia when he approached her, he already promised to marry another girl, and his initial plan was to leave Amelia after gaining fame from her, but he later fell in love with Amelia along the way and that’s when Duncan came in…but just few months after Duncan’s birth his father left and we didn’t hear a word from him, until Amelia received some photos of her husband playing in a park with two little girls and a woman who seemed to be their mother”

I frowned as I felt anger erupting from the deepest part of my stomach.

“Amelia tried to reach him but couldn’t, then she filed for divorce and came back to America to search for him, but unfortunately she died the very day she came”

From her story, I can tell Duncan’s father didn’t just leave, something must have made him leave.

“Who’s Duncan’s father? And who’s the woman he first proposed to?” I asked.

This is the most important question, we can get to the root of everything if only we know who Duncan’s father is, or who the other woman is.

“I’ll personally tell Duncan who his father is when we get home, but I don’t know who the woman is”

“But you said Duncan’s mom received a photo… ” I trailed off.

“Her back was facing the camera”

“Oh”

Then I leaned back on my seat, wondering why Duncan’s father left after he’s fallen in love with his wife (Duncan’s mother).

And what’s the deal Duncan’s father had with his grandfather, before he (Duncan’s father) was accepted into the family?

   >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Wetland Holiday Inn, room 0013<<

Mr Baldwin poured himself another glass of wine, he brought it closer to his mouth and took a large gulp, but the glass fell off his hand when he began feeling dizzy.

He frowned as he stared at the bottle of wine, wondering why he’d suddenly get drunk after just three glasses.

TO Be Continued

Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 54

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Lucas glanced at me once more, and laughed as he rushed off which made me blush more in embarrassment.

“Come on, let’s get you freshen up” Duncan said.

He’s trying not to show it, but I can see he’s biting his inner cheek to stop him from laughing -my husband’s so sweet, he’s saving my last piece of dignity.

  >><<

Duncan’s just finished bathing me, and he’s currently drying my hair to prevent me from catching a cold, he’s extremely careful with me and pampers me a lot these days -lol, perks of being pregnant.

Then something crossed my mind.

“Right, nanny Pamela and I are gonna be visiting your mom’s grave later, can…”

“No” he declined, even before I could even finish my words.

I frowned slightly.

“You don’t even know what I wanna say”

“You wanna ask for my permission, which I’m gonna be giving to you” he said.

Is he a mind-reader or something?

“Please, we’re not going alone, Fatima’s coming with us and I know Fatima will surely bring some bodyguards along” I rolled my eyeballs while saying the last part.

“It’s still a no!” he refused firmly.

“Come on, your mom don’t know me, because I haven’t visited her since we’ve been together and…”

“It’s too dangerous to visit her at the moment” I frowned. “Wait until I’ve found out who the real murderer is, and I’ll take you there myself” he said.

My frown deepened at his words.

“When’s that gonna be?”

“Soon”

I scoffed loudly, and grumpily snatched my dryer from him, then dumped it on the dressing table and stormed towards our bed.

“My son’s so unfortunate, he won’t get to visit his grandma before his arrival into this chaotic world, because his dad’s so heartless” I scoffed again.

“You don’t understand why I… ”

“I don’t wanna understand, I just wanna visit my mother-in-law, is that too much to ask?”

He stared at me for a moment, he wanted to say something which I know is not gonna be in line with my demand, but he stopped when I threw him a daring glare.

“Fine” he gritted out as if he’s being forced to speak. “You can visit her, but only if you let me send twenty-five bodyguards”

“What?!” I exclaimed. “That’s too much and…”

“It’s not too much if you want me to let you go, and besides, they’ll stay hidden until there’s a need for them to make an appearance, which I’m hoping is not gonna happen”

Hmm, twenty-five bodyguards? Isn’t that like telling his enemy ‘I’m Duncan’s wife, come and kidnap me?’.

Well, I’m just gonna agree with him so he can let me go, and maybe I’ll send the bodyguards away later -Fatima’s enough for me.

“Fine, I agree” I said.

He frowned.

“That reply came too fast” he narrowed his eyes, and pointed his forefinger at me. “Are you thinking about disposing the bodyguards?” he asked.

I shook my head quickly.

“Nope, I’ll never think of doing that”

We all know that’s a lie.

“Don’t even think of… ”

“Rachel, are you ready?” Nanny Pamela asked from outside our room, interrupting whatever Duncan’s about to say. “We don’t wanna get there at night” she added.

“Coming” I told her, then turned to Duncan. “How many minutes drive is it?” I asked, referring to the distance from our home to the cemetery his mother is buried.

He tilted his head for a while, and twisted his lips as if he’s making some calculations.

“I think it’s two hours drive”

“Huh? Two hours drive?!”

My eyes located the wall clock, it’s already 12pm, which means we’ll get there by 2pm if we set out right now.

I sprang up at once.

“You can go see Ferrari, I can get ready by myself”

“Wait, I…”

“I have no time to waste on you”

Really? No time to waste on him? Isn’t he the one wasting his time to bath, and dress me up?

I crashed my lips on his, giving him a short but lingering kiss.

“The earlier we leave, the earliest we’ll return home” I told him.

Then I dashed towards our closet.

“Fine, just don’t rush your driver and make him drive on a dangerous speed, remember you’re carrying our baby”

“Hm” I hummed.

“I’m being serious here, baby, I won’t spare you if our baby gets hurt” he said which made me roll my eyes.

“I heard you” I answered from the closet.

“I’m leaving, and I love you” then I heard his footsteps heading towards the door.

I rampaged through my clothes but couldn’t find any comfy clothes, every single piece of cloth I have aren’t meant for pregnant woman -BTW, my baby bump is starting to show slightly.

Having nothing to wear, I rampaged Duncan’s clothes and decided to wear one of his t-shirts that stopped at my mid-thigh, making it seem like a short gown on me.

“Rachel, are you still…”

“I’m ready, nanny!” I shouted so she could hear me, hurriedly rushed out of the closet and dashed towards the door.

    >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

“Alright, I’ll let him know” Lucas said, then hanged up. “Sir?” he tilted his head slightly, towards Mr Baldwin.

“Who was that on the phone?” Mr Baldwin asked.

“It was Mr Ferrari’s PA”

“Is there a change of plans?” he asked again.

“No, sir, he just wanna inform us that Mr Ferrari would arrive a little later than the scheduled time”

“Hm”

“So.. should we turn back, or just go straight to the hotel and wait for him”

“Go to the hotel”

“Yes, sir”

   >><<

Mr Ferrari sat at the backseat of his Lamborghini, his driver was driving at normal speed, but he suddenly received a text on his phone and he reached for his phone.

Then he turned slightly to Mr Ferrari, but making sure his eyes were still on the road.

“Sir, Duncan’s assistant said we should come to their gang’s base and…” the driver was suddenly interrupted, when a car bumped into theirs from behind.

Mr Ferrari turned back only to see a big truck following them very closely, he narrowed his eyes but realization soon dawned on him.

“Quick, try to get away from the truck” he barked at his driver.

“Yes, sir” his driver replied, but unfortunately, suddenly lost control of the car.

The car’s speed suddenly accelerated, he stepped on the brakes, but they weren’t working and he couldn’t stop the car from going on a high speed.

“What the fuçk is going on?” Mr Ferrari asked.

“I.. I can’t seem to stop the car, sir” the driver replied.

“How come? Didn’t you check the…” he (Mr Ferrari) was cut off by the sound of glass crashing.

“Holy shît!” he exclaimed, the truck hit their car again, and their car drove right into a church building.

The car bumped very hard into one of the two pillars supporting the brick porch, making the porch crash and fell on the car, compressing it together with Mr Ferrari and his driver inside.

A large crowd gathered around immediately the accident happened, some people were calling 911 and others were thinking of ways to pull them out before rescue would come.

  >><<

Meanwhile, Ms Cara stood afar watching with a satisfied smirk as the accident was happening.

She reached for her phone, and dialed a number. She waited for a few seconds, until someone finally picked up.

“Ms Cara”

“Yes, it’s me. I’ve done my part, now the ball is in your court” then she hanged up, as her smirk grew bigger.

TO Be Continued

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Weeks Later – Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

It has been three weeks since Tasha cleared Duncan’s name, and she still hasn’t left the hospital, but according to her post on her Instagram account this morning, she’s leaving the hospital today.

It has also been three weeks since Jamal’s death, but Duncan and I are yet to tell Mariah about it, and she hasn’t stopped asking us about her husband’s whereabouts.

Left for me I would have inform her about her husband’s death earlier, and let her grief over him and maybe she can move on quicker.

But Duncan’s scared of what her reaction would be, hence he’s been concocting different excuses just to stall her. Although, I’m having a feeling Mariah’s already having a hunch that her husband’s no more.

“Hey, Rachel, over here” little Troy’s voice (Mariah’s youngest son) snapped me back to reality.

He desperately waved his hands at me, as he impatiently bounced up and down.

“Pass the ball” he shouted.

I frowned slightly as I stared at him and opened my hands in confusion, he quickly pointed at something underneath my foot, but it was already snatched from me before I could understand what’s actually going on.

“Holy cow!” Jacob exclaimed loudly and threw me a glare. “We’re gonna lose because of you” he complained.

And that’s when I remembered what we were doing, we’re currently at our spacious backyard playing football, and with the way things are looking, my team’s losing bad.

Mariah, Troy, Jacob and I are teammates, (Troy and Jacob are twins), Jacob’s our team’s captain.

While Duncan, Fatima, Lucas and Jericho are teammates which is so unfair, because everyone in their team is a professional, but my teammates and I are all amateurs -or let’s just say I’m the amateur here.

“What were you thinking, Rachel? Get your head back in the game!” Jacob barked at me.

I mentally rolled my eyeballs.

“Got it, captain” I replied.

Then I heard someone laughing at me, I turned around and saw it’s Fatima.

“Quit laughing!” I snapped at her.

“Why don’t you retire, and leave the game for professionals” she gestured at her teammates.

I narrowed my eyes and bite my lower lip in anger as I cooked up some evil plan, it seems like cheating is the only way my teammates and I can win this match.

“I’ll let you know y’all are no professionals!” I told her challengingly.

She simply raised an eyebrow at me, then exchanged looks with Duncan who in turn shook his head, and chuckled mockingly.

Are they under rating me?!

“Let’s play!” I roared.

Everyone stared at me as if I’ve lost my mind, even my teammates were surprised to see this competitive side of me.

“Uh.. Rachel, are we safe?” Mariah whispered in my ear.

“Yeah!” I shouted. “Let’s show them what we’ve got!” and just like that the match continued.

Duncan’s team’s in control of the ball, they’d dribble past everyone in my and score magnificent goals.

My team was just like tour guides, because all we could do was run alongside them until they’d score another goal -though, Troy and Jacob were trying their best, but it still wasn’t enough.

The first half is coming to an end soon, Duncan’s team has scored seven goals, but my team managed to score only one goal which was also achieved from Troy and Jacob’s efforts.

Seeing that we have no other choice, I resorted to the only way out.

I waited until Duncan’s in control of the ball, I ran alongside him and tried to snatch the ball from him (just to make sure he’d see me), then I fell and let out a pretentious cry, as if I just twisted my ankle.

Duncan stopped the game immediately he heard my voice and rushed to me, he crouched down, took my supposed injured ankle and started inspecting it.

Everyone’s gathered around in matter of seconds, as they were all worried about me. Well, sorry guys, but this is my chance and I’m not gonna let it slide -hehehe.

I pushed Duncan off me, making him fall on his butts, and raced towards the ball. I could feel their eyes on me, I could even imagine their surprised faces at the moment, but I didn’t stop or turn to take a look.

My legs continued pushing the ball forward until I made it to Duncan’s team’s goalpost, I gave the ball a hard kick and it rolled into their goal.

“GOAL!” I shouted in jubilation, and I couldn’t help but jump for joy.

This is the first time I’ve scored a goal since we started this match, I can’t explain the overflowing joy and fulfilment I’m feeling right now.

Now I understand why those footballers always do a happy dance after scoring a goal, it give an amazing and unexplainable feeling.

“You tricked us” Fatima and Lucas shouted at once.

I winked at them.

“All is fair in love and war” I replied with a satisfied smirk.

Right at that moment, I saw the ball coming back towards me in a dangerous speed, I frowned feeling so confused as I wondered why the ball’s coming back to me.

Then I saw Jericho standing near their goalpost, with his hands over his mouth and his eyes widened in fear.

I, on the other hand, didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t move away or even try to dodge the ball, and all I could do was just stand still and stare at it with my mouth open.

“Rachel, duck!” Duncan shouted, when he saw what’s happening.

He started running towards me, but unfortunately, the ball already got to me before he did, and it came right at my stomach.

A squeal of pain left my mouth as I fell to the ground, and wrapped my arms around my stomach when pain shot through my waist. I held my lower lip between my teeth, and tried to hold back my cry.

“Fûck, my heartbeat, are you ok?” Duncan asked worriedly when he got to me.

His eyes were frantically searching my body for any physical injuries, which there wasn’t.

I felt a warm liquid rushing down my legs, fear gripped me at once as a very horrifying thought crossed my mind; the thought of losing my baby.

I shook my head continuously in denial, and I couldn’t hold back my cry anymore.
Everyone has surrounded me again by now, with worry and concern on everyone’s face.

“Quick, quick, my baby, I’m losing my baby” I shouted, gripping tight on Duncan’s arms.

“Get the car ready, Lucas!” Duncan shouted as he quickly swooped me in his arms.

I peeked down to check if I’m bleeding heavily, just to realize there wasn’t no blood, but I peed myself instead, and my cheeks flamed up immediately in embarrassment.

“Duncan, wait” Mariah rushed in front of Duncan, she raised an eyebrow at me. “You said you’re losing your baby?” she asked.

“Uh… ” I guess she’s the only one who’s noticed I peed myself, since they’re all still staring at me with concern.

I tried to signal her not to say anything, but she’s just pretending like she wasn’t seeing my signals.

“Why aren’t there any blood since you’re losing your baby?” she asked, her arms folded on her chest.

My eyes looked around, everyone’s giving me a questioning look. I sighed.

“Fine, I think I just peed myself” I muttered, and quickly hide my face in Duncan’s chest.

Everyone fell into fits of laughter, making me shiver in shame and I wished I knew magic, so I can make myself vanish from there.

“Like seriously, Rachel, you peed yourself?” Fatima asked.

I grabbed Duncan’s shirt tighter, indirectly telling him to get me outta here and fortunately he understood me.

“Alright, alright, I guess my son’s pee sprang out of his Mama” he said.

“Of course, of course” they agreed with mockery dripping off their words.

“Sir” Lucas interrupted them.

“Hm” Duncan hummed, but he didn’t stop and continued walking away from the backyard.

“Mr Ferrari’s PA just called, he said Mr Ferrari’s ready to see you and he sent an address” Lucas said, then showed Duncan something in his phone.

“Good. Get the car ready, I’ll be with you in five minutes” he said.

“Alright, sir”

TO Be Continued

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We were heading towards the door, when I remembered I haven’t brush my teeth and I stopped.

“I’ll be down in a jiffy, I haven’t brush my teeth” I told them.

“Alright, we’ll be waiting for you” Mrs Jackson said.

I nodded and they all left, but Fatima stuck out her tongue at me one more time before jogging after them.

I rolled my eyeballs, and rushed towards the bathroom.

  >><<

That evening, 8:35pm<<

I had just finished taking my evening bath, I stepped into our room with my towel wrapped around my chest, and was walking towards the closet when my phone started ringing.

I reached for it, and saw Mike’s name flashing on the screen, that’s when I recalled I haven’t called him since he and his fiancee travelled -he must be mad at me.

“Hello, Mike” I answered the call.

“Hello, Rachel, it’s Jacinta speaking”

“Oh”

“Yeah, I’m out of call credit, so I decided to use Mike’s phone” she explained.

“I see” I cleared my throat. “How have you and Mike been doing?” I asked.

“We’re doing great”

“That’s good. I’m sorry for not contacting you guys since you travelled, a lot has been happening recently, and I’ve been extremely busy”

“Yeah, uh.. I saw the news about Duncan, and that’s why I’m calling” she said.

I walked towards, I pushed it open, and stared out at the dark and cloudy sky -it seemed like it’s gonna rain tonight.

“According to the news, a body was found outside Duncan’s company…what’s going on? you guys ok?” Jacinta asked in a worried tone, I know she must be frowning right now.

I simply smile, and nodded but remembered she can’t see me.

“We’re fine, and Duncan’s taking care of everything” I told her.

I heard her sigh.

“That’s a relief” she said. “Oh, Mike and I are coming back next two months, we’re making arrangements for our wedding now”

“Wow, that’s good news, congratulations”

“Thank you”

I could tell her she’s blushing just from the tone of her voice.

“Right, I guess I’ll be attending your wedding with an even bigger surprise” I told her, subconsciously rubbing my stomach.

“Really? Can I guess what the surprise is?”

“Uh.. you can try but no, you might spoil the surprise for everyone”

“Awwwwn”

My arms suddenly went around my waist, but I didn’t scream as Duncan’s cologne filled my nostrils, besides he’s the only one who can enter our room, and sneak up on me.

He snuggled his nose in my neck as he placed peppering kisses on my skin, sending sparks and shivers down my spine.

“Where’s Mike?”

“Oh, he’s chatting with a client, want me to put him on phone?” she asked.

“No, no, just tell him I said hi”

“Alright, I’ve got to hang up, we’ll talk some other times”

“Sure” I replied, and she hanged up.

Duncan cupped my breasts immediately I withdrew the phone from my ear, I gasped quietly in slight pain when he squeezed my breasts, which hasn’t happened to me before, and I couldn’t help but wonder if it’s also because of the pregnancy.

“My heartbeat, how about we make tonight an extremely good night?” he whispered in my ear, with his hot breath tickling my skin.

“I’m not in…” I was cut off by his phone’s ringtone.

He reached for it, he checked the caller’s ID and quickly answered it when he saw Lucas’s name on the screen.

“Lucas”

I rolled my eyeballs, what a special way of receiving a call.

“She’s making an official statement?”

Who’s making an official statement? I wondered mentally.

“Alright” then he hanged up.

He unwrapped his arms from my waist, and rushed towards the tv in our room. He reached for the remote control, turned on the tv and tuned to a channel.

Tasha’s face popped up, like she’s showing live.

Tasha:.. clear the air. I have wanna let everyone know, that what happened to me has absolutely nothing to do with Duncan Baldwin, he has no ideal about the ordeal I’ve been through.

She paused, she closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, then she snapped her eyes open again.

Tasha: Many of you might be wondering what actually happened, and why I ended up being unconscious outside Racan’s Entertainment. Well, the truth is, I was kidnapped and brutally molested by some vicious humans…

Her expression changed slightly at her last statement, it seem like she’s trying her best not to break down in front of the camera. I glanced at Duncan who’s frowning as he listened to her.

Tasha:… I was raped mercilessly by them until I passed out, and they dumped me in front of Racan’s Entertainment, that’s how I ended up there. Now, I’m making it clear to everyone, Duncan Baldwin has nothing to do with this, I’m begging everyone to stop dragging him and throwing dirt on his name.

That’s when Duncan turned off the tv.

“Wait, Tasha was kidnapped?” I asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m just finding out too”

Her words replayed in my head, I began imagining different scenarios of how she was raped.

I know Tasha’s a bitçh, but I couldn’t help sympathizing with her, what she went through isn’t something I’d wish for my enemy to go through.

“What the fuçk are those on your face?” Duncan exclaimed as he stared strangely at my face.

I quickly covered my face with my hands, and turned away from him.

“It’s.. it’s.. I…”

Don’t tell me Fatima’s words are about to come true. Is he really gonna abandon me because of my ugly face?

I heard him chuckled lightly, his arms snaked around my waist again and he kissed my shoulder.

“I’m just kidding you” he said. “I already did my research when I saw your face after I woke up this morning”

“Huh?”

He turned me around to face him, he then removed my hands from my face and crashed his lips on mine.

“I know you’ll lose some of your beauty during the period of your pregnancy, and I’m very cool with it because it’s your trophy for carrying our baby” he grinned after saying that.

“Really? You’re cool with it? You’re not gonna abandon me for a younger and beautiful woman?” I asked.

He stared at me with a raised eyebrow, then laughed.

“Of course, not”

“But.. but Fatima said you’ll abandon me because I’m ugly now and…”

He cut me off with a chastening kiss.

“Don’t listen to her, she’s just trying to scare you. I can’t abandon you after making you losing your glowing beauty for my son, in fact, I love you more than before.. I’m falling more in love with you everyday” he kissed my forehead.

I blushed at his words. I’m usually very proud of my beauty, because I have a very high self-esteem, but carrying this little angel inside me has completely changed my personality.

“How about I show you how much I love you now?” he asked suggestively.

My mind ran wild at his question, different naughty thoughts invaded my mind.

“How do you mean?” I asked, even though I already have an idea what he’s trying to say.

“Let’s make tonight wonderful by having a hot make out session, and rough sèx, yeah?”

“Rough sèx?” I looked down at my stomach.

He followed my eyes and understood what I meant, he grinned.

“I’ll try not to hit his head if he cooperates with me” then he swooped me in his arms, and raced towards our bed.

TO Be Continued

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THIRD PERSON’S pov.

The Next Day – Black-Knight’s Base<<

“Mr Baldwin” Lucas greeted with a bow immediately he entered Mr Baldwin’s office.

“Hm” Mr Baldwin hummed in response, without moving his gaze from the gun he was loading.

“Sir, I’ve charged the phone”

This statement caught his complete attention, he dropped the gun and faced Lucas.

“Jamal was right, it’s on auto record, but it seemed like the driver talked with a woman that day”

“A woman?” Mr Baldwin asked with a frown.

“Yes, sir” Lucas answered, then handed the phone to Mr Baldwin.

He scrolled through the phone for a moment, then saw a recorded call and quickly played it.

“I’m not adding extra charges, it’s either you finish the work or you’ll die together with the bitçh!” An unfamiliar female voice barked, then there’s a beeping sound like she hanged up.

Mr Baldwin frowned deeply as he wondered who this woman is? Is she still alive? Where can he find her?

He threw the phone on the table, and sighed deeply.

“Just when I thought we’re getting closer to the truth” he sighed. “It seems like we’re still very far from it”

There was a brief silence, before Lucas broke it.

“Sir, there’s something you should know”

“What?”

“It seems like Mr Ferrari knows who your father is” Lucas said.

Mr Baldwin lifted himself slightly off his chair, he stared at Lucas with a furrowed eyebrow.

“Hm?”

“Yes, I digged very deep, and from the information I’ve gathered Mr Ferrari is very close to your father, in fact, they’ve been in touch all these years”

Mr Baldwin let out a low, but deep growl.

“And the fuçking b@stard pretended like he picked me up outta the streets to help me?” he gritted out.

He balled his fist, and punched the table.

“That motherfuçker lied to me!Come on, let’s go”

“Let’s go? To where?”

“Ferrari’s home”

“I’m sorry, sir, but Mr Ferrari’s not home”

“He’s not home?”

“No, he’s currently on a business trip in India”

“When he is coming back? Did you find out?”

“Yes, he’s coming back next week, Friday”

Mr Baldwin thought about it for a moment, wondering if he should go see him in India, but decided against it since he can’t leave his pregnant wife alone at the moment.

“Then we’ll see him next week”

“Yes, sir” Lucas replied.

   >><<

A Week Later – 10:45am, St Thomas hospital group<<

Reporter: … we’re still yet to hear from Tasha Wood to confirm if Duncan’s statement. According to the police, Duncan’s still a prime suspect until Tasha gives her statement. Now we’re wondering if Tasha…

Rebecca frowned upon entering Tasha’s ward, and saw her watching the news. She rushed towards the remote control, and turned off the tv, then turned back to face Tasha whose eyes were still glued to the TV.

“You should be resting instead of watching the news, and getting all worked up” she scolded her.

Tasha stayed silent, it seemed like she’s got nothing to say, or maybe she’s deeply in thoughts.

Rebecca sighed, then proceeded to drop the plastic bag she was holding on the table, took out a lunchbox and dished out the food she’s prepared.

“Look what I brought, your favorite” she smiled at Tasha.

Tasha remained silence, she glanced at the food interestingly, and leaned back on the bed.

“Organize a press conference, I wanna make an official statement” she said.

Rebecca’s mouth fell open at Tasha’s words, she paused and stared at Tasha for a moment as if she can’t believe what she just heard.

“You wanna give an official statement?” she asked to confirm her ears.

“Hm”

“But I haven’t prepared a speech for you, because I thought you wouldn’t agree to give any statements now” she paused her blabbing. “What are you gonna say now?”

“Just organize the conference” Tasha said, and closed her eyes. “I wanna have some rest” she muttered.

“Oh, ok… I’ll start making arrangements for the conference”

   >><<

RACHEL’S pov.

Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

I grumbled sleepily when I heard a very disturbing knock on the door, I reached for a random pillow and dumped it on my head.

Just go away, I grumbled mentally as I continued with my sweet sleep, and thankfully the whoever it was that’s knocking on the door finally stopped.

But unfortunately for me, I was just about drowning in the pool of sleepiness, my duvet was snatched off me and my body was exposed to the cold air in the room, since I was wearing a very tiny nightie.

I was forced to spring up, and threw a glare at whoever had the audacity to interrupt my sleep, which of course is Fatima -she’s the only one who can barge into my privacy.

“Are you fuç…”

I trailed off when I remembered I’m pregnant, and my baby’s listening. It’s better I start practicing not saying raw words now, and stop cursing at people before my baby’s arrival, or it’s gonna be hard to stop it when he’s finally here in flesh.

“Are you funking crazy? Why are you disturbing my beauty sleep?!” I snapped at her.

She raised her left eyebrow at me the moment I mentioned, ‘my beauty sleep’ and burst into laughter.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Darling, you aren’t getting any beauty sleep no more, you’re simply making yourself obese” she said as she reached for my cheeks, and pinched them teasingly.

I frowned at her words, then jumped off the bed and almost losing my balance, but I didn’t care about that as I raced to the full length mirror in our (I and Duncan’s) room.

Maybe her words are true, because I’ve been sleeping and eating a lot lately.

My eyes trailed down my body in the mirror, I checked out my hips, my stomach which was still flat but my waist’s starting to get wider, my neck which’s getting fuller, and my face… I gasped loudly.

“What happened to my face?!” I shrieked in panic.

“Told ya, you’re becoming obese” she whispered in my ear, making it sound as if I’m having a nightmare.

“What’s happening to my face? What are all these giant rashes on my face?” I asked Fatima, even though I’m already dreading the answer she’s gonna give.

“Those aren’t rashes, baby, those are pimples”

“What?!” I exclaimed extremely loud. “Arghhhhhh” I screamed, even the walls of our room was shaking, but I cared less about that.

The door burst open, nanny Pamela, Mrs Jackson and Mariah rushed in, in panic and worry.

“What?”
“What’s going on?”
“Rachel, are you ok?” they all asked at once.

I turned around to face them, my face covered my face as tears rushed down my cheeks.

“What’s going on?” Mrs Jackson pulled me into a hug, and let me cry on her shoulder.

Fatima sighed dramatically loud.

“She has pimples on her chubby face” she said.

“Pimples?” they all asked in a surprise tone, as if they weren’t expecting I was about blowing off the roof over pimples.

“Yep” Fatima answered.

There was a momentary silence, before they all burst into laughter and I cried more, thinking they were laughing over my chubby and pimples filled face.

“Come here, honey” Nanny Pamela called me, taking me from Mrs Jackson.

Right, Nanny Pamela is finally behaving normal, but she’s still pretending like she knows nothing about Duncan’s past before he came to our orphanage, which I know perfectly is a big lie -I believe she’ll open up when she feels like it’s the right time.

“Honey, you’re a pregnant woman now, and it’s very natural you’re gonna undergo some changes in your body, and you’ll lose some of your beauty during the period of your pregnancy” Nanny Pamela said.

“Ar-are this changes a lifetime think?” I asked in a shaky voice.

“Of course” Fatima answered quickly before anyone else would. “You’ll be slowly losing your beauty bit by bit, until you’re finally ugly and your husband will abandon you for a fresh blood” she said.

My heartbeat accelerated as fear gripped me, different thoughts started running wide in my head, like; Duncan bringing different women home, or taking a second wife who would just stay beautiful for him, while I become the ugly, children making machine for them.

No, no, no that won’t do. My eyes landed on Mariah, I pulled away from nanny Pamela and grabbed Mariah’s hands.

“You.. you.. you gave birth to three kids and you’re still beautiful”

My eyes trailed her sexy body as I said those words.

“Tell me, what’s your secret? How did you manage to remain a beauty?” I asked desperately.

Fatima scoffed.

“That’s because she’s a beauty goddess before, and…”

“Shut up, Fatima” Mrs Jackson smacked Fatima’s head. “Quit scaring her, or I’ll castrate you!” she threatened Fatima who quickly shut her mouth.

She stuck out her tongue at me, which made Mariah laugh.

“Rachel” nanny Pamela called me. “These changes aren’t permanent, it’s just a temporary occurrence and it’s gonna go away after you’ve put to bed” she said.

“Really?” I touched my face, as I glanced at Mariah, indirectly asking her if nanny Pamela is right.

“Of course” Mariah agreed with a smile.

I looked at my face again, I pouted when I saw the giant pimples were still there -about five, and I think there’ll be more of them later.

“Come on, let’s go eat or your husband will have our heads for starving his two heartbeats” Mrs Jackson said, referring to my baby and I.

“Hm”

TO Be Continued

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Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 48

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RACHEL’S POV:

Baldwin’s Mansion, LA – 08:31am<<

The sweet aroma of bacon woke me up from my slumber, I sat up at once, and rubbed my eyes for a few minutes as I let out a yawn.

Hold on a sec, slumber? Wasn’t I waiting for Duncan to come back home? When did I fall asleep?

Then I looked outside the window only to see it’s morning, and that’s when I realized how bright out room actually is -funk! I left the windows open all night.

The sweet aroma of bacon passed my nose again, and my stomach suddenly remembered how we skipped dinner yesterday, then it growled loudly.

I sprang up at once, and rushed to the bathroom and started my morning routine -I wanna feel very comfortable when I’m eating later.

  >><<

“Rachel, breakfast is ready” I heard Mrs Jackson calling me.

“I’ll be down in two minutes” I replied her.

I hurriedly combed my hair, and packed it in a messy bun. I checked out myself in the mirror once more, then winked and smiled in satisfaction.

I’m wearing one of Duncan’s t-shirts, because I always feel comfy whenever I wear them. I wiped my face a few times before rushing out.

  >><<

I hummed a happy tune as I walked down the stairs, but suddenly lowered my voice when I heard a sentence from the TV.

Reporter: … body was found outside Racan’s Entertainment.

Fatima was standing in front of the tv with a serious frown, I reached my hand forward to tap her shoulder, but decided to listen more before I make my presence known, because she might turn off the tv if she knows I’m here.

Reporter:… according to the little investigation from the police, Miss Tasha Wood was last seen with Mr Duncan Baldwin in ‘The Westin Bonaventure Hotel And Suites’, although it’s not confirmed wether she’s dead or still alive yet, but there’s been a lot of speculation that Mr Baldwin has something to do with it. Racan’s Entertainment is currently sealed up for further investigations, stay tuned and we’ll keep you posted.

Then Fatima reached for the remote control, and turned off the tv but my eyes didn’t move away from the TV’s screen.

She flinched back when she turned around, and saw me standing behind her.

“Rachel.. when did you get here?” she asked cautiously, as if she’s scared her question would upset me.

“Right on time to hear Tasha’s body was found outside Duncan’s company” I said. “What’s going on? Why was Tasha’s body was found outside Duncan’s company?” I asked her.

“Rachel, you should calm down first, ok?”

She helped me to a sofa, and gestured Mrs Jackson to get me a cup of water.

“According to the news, it’s she’s not confirmed dead or still alive yet, and I assure you Mr Baldwin has nothing to do with this, maybe someone’s setting him up”

I mentally rolled my eyeballs, of course, I know it’s a setup.

“I know he has nothing to do with it, but…”

Mrs Jackson interrupted me by handing me a chilled glass of water, which I collected and muttered a “Thank you” before bringing it closer to my mouth.

I hurriedly finished the water in one gulp, because I wanna say something, but unfortunately for me, I ended up choking and wouldn’t stop coughing.

Fatima and Mrs Jackson started rubbing my back to help me calm down, until I burped.

“I need to know what’s going on, why is everything that’s happening lately seem so bizarre? Where’s my husband?” I’m asking Fatima this question. “I need to talk to him” I added.

Fatima didn’t say anything, she simply reached for her phone and began typing on it.

I’m feeling lost right now, my husband’s being suspected of commiting murder, and to make matters worse, he hasn’t been taking my calls since last night, or even thought of calling me back.

“Rachel, Mr Baldwin’s video calling” Fatima said.

I snatched the phone from her, and quickly accepted the call, then Duncan’s face popped up, he was frowning before as if he had just finished scolding someone, but he quickly smiled when he saw my face.

“Good morning, beautiful” he greeted, and blew me a kiss.

I glared at him, I wanted to yell at him for keeping me in the dark, but decided against it.

“Where are you? What happened to Tasha? Why is the police investigating you?” I asked.

“Don’t worry, my heartbeat, I’m fine but I’m currently at the police station, and I’ll be home before noon” he said with a smile.

How can he smile in a situation like this?

I angrily shoved the phone back in Fatima’s hand, and rushed upstairs.

“Rachel, aren’t you gonna eat breakfast?” Mrs Jackson asked me.

“I’m not hungry” I lied.

“You skipping meals like this isn’t good for your baby’s health and growth”

I stopped halfway, and scoffed loudly.

“Well, his father doesn’t care about his health!” I snapped and dashed into our room, shutting the door in a loud bang.

Duncan keeps me in the dark a lot, this is his biggest flaw, well aside his handsome face, and I hate it!

TO Be Continued

Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 47

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THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Black-Knight’s Base, 5:09pm<<

“He was such a good chorister, he’s got a very beautiful voice and everything but…”

Mr Baldwin paused as he stared sorrowful at the remains of the body he’s just destroyed, then he sighed deeply, and shook his head as if he’s pained by his (the snitch) death.

“…even beautiful things must come to an end, we must move on..” he trailed off and moved his eyes to the last snitch. “.. and let’s move on to him” he pointed his blade at him.

The snitch flinched back in fear, he has just watched how his comrades was brutally butchered, the second suffered more than the first, now he’s fearing he’ll suffer more than the second.

He wanted to run away and escape from here, but where can he go?

He was tied against a tree, all he can do at the moment is wait for his painful death.

“Let’s see how well you can sing” Mr Baldwin laughed.

“No, no, no..” he shook his head. “..Mr Baldwin, I promise, I’ll tell you everything I know.. just don’t kill me” he begged desperately.

Mr Baldwin laugh loudly, and nodded in satisfaction, then turned to face the other men.

“He must be a very good singer” he laughed. “He’s already singing even before we start rehearsals” he said, and continued laughing which forced his men to join in his laughter.

He suddenly stopped laughing, and turned back to face the snitch with a very deep frown.

“I don’t need you to tell me who they are, I’ll find out myself. I just wanna kill you, and I’ll do it slowly”

Without further words, Mr Baldwin cut off his (the snitch’s) right leg, which made him screamed loudly. Mr Baldwin didn’t waste any time, he cut off his left leg too and his screams increased by hundred folds.

“Now, let’s trim your arms”

“No-no… no.. I…”

Mr Baldwin ignored his pleas, and cut off his arms in one strike.

“Wow, what a sharp blade” Mr Baldwin smiled. “But teaching sofa notation is not fun, let’s just cut to the chase”

Without further ado, he started cutting the snitch randomly, without caring wherever the blade landed.

The snitch’s cries and screams filled the air as pains shoot through his body, he wanted nothing more than death, but unfortunately his death seemed to be taking too much time.

    >><<

“Whoa, whoa” Mr Baldwin exclaimed as he threw his blade on the ground. “That was a terrific rehearsal” he said.

He smiled as he stared at his handiwork, the snitches’s scattered bodies laid on the ground, and their bloods flowed on the ground like a stream.

“It’s such a long day” he faced Lucas. “What’s the time?”

Lucas quickly reached for his phone and checked the time.

“9:01pm, are you heading home, sir?” Lucas asked as he collected the blades his boss threw on the ground.

Mr Baldwin looked down at himself, he gagged at his own appearance and shook his head.

“I can’t go home looking like this, or my wife would kick me out” he paused. “That is if my appearance didn’t scare the living day light outta her”

Lucas took a second look at his boss, he grimaced when he saw blood running down his boss’s body, as though he’s sustained a very serious injury, but he knew better -It’s the blood of the snitches Mr Baldwin had just killed.

He (Lucas) turned his gaze to the bodies, or what’s remaining of the snitches, and he shivered as cold and bad chills ran down his spine.

“You’re heartless, Mr Baldwin” he muttered, forcing down the lump that’s forming in his throat.

Mr Baldwin looked at the remains of the snitches, and shook his head as if he’s not impressed with the job he’s done.

“I was being merciful because I can still recognize them” he faced Lucas. “Wanna betray me and see if I’ll be this merciful to you too?”

Lucas’ eyes grew wide, he shuddered in disgust as he recalled the way these snitches died, then he took two steps away from Mr Baldwin and cleared his throat.

“I’ll help the boys clean up, why don’t you go freshen up first?” he said suggestively.

Mr Baldwin grinned at his reaction.

“You’re so boring” he sighed. “Come to my office in thirty”

“Yes, sir”

Then Mr Baldwin rushed off. Lucas stared at the remains with a grimace, and quickly turned away.

“Clean up the place” he ordered the other men.

“Yes, sir” they chorused and started working.

Lucas didn’t bothered turning to take a look, he decided to clean the tools instead.

    >><<

RACHEL’S pov.

Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

My stomach growled for the one thousandth time, but I reached for my glass of water on the bedside table and gulped down the little water left inside.

I’m super hungry, but I don’t wanna go down to eat, because I don’t wanna see that woman or her kids. Mrs Jackson sent Fatima to come get me for dinner two hours ago, but I refused, and chased her out.

I wouldn’t stop hating on her and her kids until Duncan gives me an explanation, I’m selfish, I know that already.

I heard Fatima’s voice as she laughed with one of the woman’s kids, which seem to increase my anger and I glared nastily at the door, imagining she’s the one I’m glaring at right now.

How dare she laugh with my rival’s son?

I don’t know if I’m just being paranoid or something, but I’m starting to feel like Fatima and I are slowly drifting apart lately, we aren’t as close as we used to be, especially since I found out she’s working for my husband.

She’s behaving somewhat professional with me, and I hate it.

If it was before, Fatima would have been trying to calm me down and she wouldn’t stop trying to make me see how much Duncan loves me, but she didn’t do that this time, even though I’m making my jealousy so obvious.

Argh!! I need my friend back!

I checked the time on my phone again, it’s showing 9:35pm, I frowned. Is my phone working? Or someone tempered with my phone, and fastened the time?

My eyes located the wall clock immediately to confirm if my phone’s still working, and to my disappointment, nothing’s wrong with my phone.

It’s really 9:35pm.

But why isn’t Duncan back yet? Has he forgotten he’s yet to tell me who that woman and her kids are? Maybe I should give him a call.

I quickly searched for his number, and dialed it. His phone rang for a few seconds, but he didn’t pick up, I continued calling him four more times, he still didn’t pick up.

What is he doing? Why isn’t he picking up? Or is he driving?

I can only stay up and wait for him now. I leaned my back against the headboard, reached for a pillow and hugged it to my chest.

   >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

11:30pm, Outside RACAN’S ENTERTAINMENT<<

Some masked men jumped off a van, they rushed to the back of the van, and looked around carefully, to make sure nobody’s watching before they rushed to the back of the van.

They dragged out an unconscious body, carelessly and roughly threw the body on the ground, then jumped back in their van and drove off in a dangerous speed.

The body just laid they lifelessly.

   >><<

TO Be Continued

Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 46

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Twenty and Eleven dropped Tasha on the ground, she groaned weakly, and coughed a few times as dust got in her mouth.

“Boss, she’s here” Seven reported to Mr anonymous whose back was facing them.

Mr anonymous turned around, his eyes trailed Tasha who was shaking as though she’s cold, his eyebrows furrowed instantly when he noticed some questionable marks on her body, and he raised his head and faced Seven.

“What happened to her? Why is she looking so tattered?” he asked.

Seven shook his head slowly as he was also just seeing her in this state for the first time, he faced some of the guards on patrol last night, but Twenty suddenly cleared his throat before Seven could speak.

“She was being stubborn, boss, she tried to escape last night while I was on patrol, so I gave her a little beating” Twenty explained.

“Really?” Mr anonymous asked.

“Yes, boss” Twenty answered, then faced Eleven to back up his words, but Eleven ignored him and pretended as if he wasn’t seeing him.

“Are you sure that’s what really happened?” Mr anonymous asked again.

“Yes, bo…”

“Shut up, you lying motherfuçker!” Mr anonymous growled.

He reached for a random gun, and shot Twenty’s right leg three times.

“I said NO RAPING!”

He shot another three bullets into Twenty’s left leg this time, which sent Twenty to the ground immediately.

Eleven flinched back, and hide behind some of the men.

“That’s my son’s wife!” he growled.

“I’m sorry, boss, but you wanted us to manhandle her and send a video to Duncan, don’t you think this is the best torture?” Twenty said with a smirk, ignoring his leg that’s bleeding profusely.

Mr anonymous sent another bullet into Twenty’s right shoulder, he groaned loudly this time and the pain started showing in his face.

“Do you think he’d agree to my terms after he seeing his wife this condition? Raped brutally?”

“Bo…”

“B@stard! You’ve ruined my plan!”

He aimed at Twenty and shot him continuously, until he fell back and died, with his blood flowing like a stream.

“Discard him!” He ordered, some of his men rushed forward and carried Twenty’s body out.

“What should we do now, boss? Should we still make the video?” Seven asked.

Mr anonymous stared at Tasha again, he groaned frustratingly and slammed the gun on the ground.

“It’s useless torturing her now, just dump her in a place where Duncan see and save her” he sighed. “I’ll think of something else”

“Yes, boss”

    >><<

Black-Knight’s Base<<

Mr Baldwin took strode into his office, Lucas was already waiting for him when he arrived.

“Sir” Lucas greeted him with a bow.

“You said you’ve found the phone” Lucas nodded. “Where’s it?”

Lucas reached for his pocket and pulled out a phone wrapped in a plastic bag.

“Here’s it, sir” Lucas said as he handed it to him.

“Did you find any other clues?” Mr Baldwin asked as he collected the plastic bag from Lucas.

“No, sir, but we found some men lurking around the area earlier”

Mr Baldwin frowned.

“Can you identify any of them?” he asked.

“No, and I guess they were here for Jamal’s family or the phone”

“So, it’s possible this phone’s been tempered with?”

“It’s possible, sir”

Mr Baldwin hurriedly opened the bag and pulled out the phone, he pressed the power button, and tried to turn it on but couldn’t. He tried a few more times but still couldn’t.

“Now we have two possibilities, it’s either the phone’s battery is dead, or the phone’s damaged” Lucas said.

Mr Baldwin sighed, then threw the phone back to Lucas.

“Get it fully charged and bring it back to me”

“Yes, sir” he answered. “I have gathered our men in the training ground”

Mr Baldwin nodded, then shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Let’s go”

   >><<

Training ground<<

Mr Baldwin’s eyes searched his men as they all stood at attention, his brows furrowed, and his jaws clenched tightly when his eyes landed on someone.

All his men bowed their heads, none dared to look him in the eyes, because the anger in him is cutting through their veins.

“A sniper sneaked into our base this morning, and killed a witness in interrogation”

He paused and let his eyes wandered around again, but this time he narrowed his eyes on someone else.

“I was wondering how a sniper could sneak in, but I got to find out that there’s a snitch among us”

Everyone started looking at each other suspiciously, which made Mr Baldwin smirk and shook his head.

“Every one of you is very much aware of the consequences, that comes along with betraying me” he paused. “Or is there anyone that’s new here, and doesn’t know this?” he asked.

Nobody said anything, but three men secretly exchanged looks and tried to sneak away, not knowing Mr Baldwin has been watching them since he arrived.

“I’ve found out who those snitches are, and they’re…” he trailed off, and reached for Lucas’s gun.

He aimed at one of them, and shot him in his right thigh, he turned away from him and randomly shot the remaining men, and unfortunately for one of them, the bullet hit his private area which quickly sent him to ground, and he began rolling in great pain.

Mr Baldwin walked towards him, he kicked him hard on his stomach a few times, and he (the man in pain) started coughing uncontrollably.

“How dare you betray me?!” he growled. “What did they offer you that I haven’t been providing for you?! Huh?!”

They didn’t say anything, which made Mr Baldwin laughed and nodded his head.

“You don’t have to tell me who he is, because I’ll find him on my own, but I wanna use you three as warning to the others” he said.

He faced Lucas.

“Get me my whip and blade”

“Yes, sir” Lucas replied and rushed off somewhere.

“Tie them up against those trees” Mr Baldwin commanded no one in particular, as he pointed at some trees behind them.

    >><<

Few Minutes Later<<

The three snitches has been tied against the trees, Mr Baldwin nodded in satisfaction as he walked to and fro in from of them.

Then he faced his other men.

“Now listen up, bitçhes, if you’re planning on betraying me, think twice because you’ll get worse punishment than what they’re gonna get today!”

He turned back to the snitches, he walked towards one of them and stopped in front of him with an evil smirk.

“I just wanna have fun with you, I promise I won’t hurt you.. yeah?” he ask as if the snitch’s opinion would change anything.

Mr Baldwin studied the tools Lucas has laid on the table, wondering which one he should use. He reached for a blade, but changed his mind and reached for a dagger -a very sharp dagger.

He reached for his handkerchief, and started cleaning the dagger lovingly, with excitement shining in his eyes as he anticipated the screams he’s expecting from the snitch.

“Let’s see what you look like” Mr Baldwin said.

He took a few steps back to study the snitch’s face.

“Hmm, you resemble a pear tree, let’s draw a pear on you” he nodded, and stepped closer.

He stabbed the dagger deeply in the snitch’s chest, which caused the snitch to let out an agonizing howl, and Mr Baldwin smiled while nodding his head.

“Music in my ears” he moaned.

He slowly dragged the dagger down to his (the snitch’s) stomach, enjoying his screams but soon frowned.

“You’re singing out of tone” he grumbled.

He left the dagger in the snitch’s stomach, then reached for a blade and checked if it’s sharp enough.

“Manageable” he muttered, then landed it on the snitch’s right shoulder, and his (the snitch’s) right arm fell off instantly.

Mr Baldwin laughed loudly, then turned to the other men and forced them to join in his laughter, they all started laughing as if they’ve just heard the funniest joke ever.

He turned back to the snitch.

“Now you’re singing too high, let’s bring it down a little bit”

Then he landed the blade on the snitch’s left shoulder, sending his left arm to the ground and the snitch mouth fell open as he let out an even louder, agonizing howl.

Mr Baldwin shook his head.

“Still too high, let’s just silent you and move to the next chorister” he said.

He snatched Lucas’s gun again, and shot the snitch on his head continuously, until his (the snitch’s) face has scattered all over the place, his blood, and even some particles of his flesh splashed on people’s face -those that didn’t hide away in time.

Then Mr Baldwin sighed, and shook his head.

“Such a horrible singer, let’s move on” he turned to the next snitch. “Now, where do we begin?” he asked him with a smirk, while the snitch shook his head in fear.

TO Be Continued

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Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 45

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RACHEL’S pov.

Baldwin’s Mansion, LA<<

“You’re so beautiful” nanny Pamela complimented me for the umpteenth time.

“Thank you, nanny” she simply smiled as I thanked her.

Fatima was right, nanny Pamela was already home when we got back from the hospital, and didn’t behave like a mad woman like she was when I found her on the road.

She was well dressed this time, her hair was neatly combed and fallen perfectly on her shoulders. She was the first to approach me this time, she embraced me and brought me upstairs to show me her room.

And we’ve been talking since then, which was almost a hour ago -although she hasn’t said anything meaningful other than complimenting my beauty, but I still enjoy spending time with her.

I don’t if I’m right or not, but I have a hunch that nanny Pamela is faking being mentally ill. I guess she knows what truly happened to Duncan’s family, it might be a very big secret, and she’s trying to take the secret to her grave.

But now that she’s here with us, she’s not gonna keep it a secret for long, I’ll slowly help her overcome her fears, and make her open up to Duncan soon.

“Nanny, Duncan and I have good news for you, but I’m gonna keep you in suspense until he gets home, and we’ll tell you the news together” I said rubbing my stomach.

Her eyes traced my hand down to my stomach, she frowned slightly then I saw something like realization dawning on her, and I saw her smile but it’s just for a split second -I almost thought it’s just my mind playing tricks on me.

“Nanny, would you love to be a grandmother?” I asked her.

“Grandmother” she whispered, then the smile came again, but it’s just for a second.

She’s definitely not mentally ill.

My stomach took the wrong time to remind me of food, it growled loudly. I wanted to ignore it and continue talking with nanny Pamela, but I surrendered when I felt the worms in my stomach biting my intestines.

“I need to get something in my stomach, I’ll be right back” I said, and rushed out -I really can’t bear this hunger.

  >><<

I carried my small bowl of cereal and walked towards the living room, I love watching cartoons while eating cereal -what a weird obsession I have.

My steps faltered until they came to a halt, my fell open and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in the living room.

There was a lady who seemed to be in her early thirties, sitting on a sofa in our living room, three boys (two of them seem to be twins) sat beside her, and the annoying part was, Fatima was talking and laughing with her as if they know each other very well.

What on earth is going on here? Who is this woman? Where did she come from?

My eyes widened at once, I felt a tightening in my chest and I gasped for air as a very dreadful thought crossed my mind.

Don’t tell me this is what I’m thinking it is!

Is this what Duncan is into all these years? Is he into sugar mummies? Are these his kids? Is this the real reason he hasn’t been coming home for six years?

But he sworn to me that he didn’t have any affairs, was that a lie?

My hand subconsciously touched my stomach, I looked down at my stomach as if I’m actually looking at my child.

What about you, son? Is your papa gonna love you too?

It’s not like I don’t trust my husband, don’t get me wrong because I trust him a lot, but I’m a normal woman too, I just couldn’t help this weird feeling a little bit upset.

I cleared my throat to make my presence known.

Fatima was the first to turn around, she smiled at me and called me over, but I glared at her in return -she’s smiling at me after talking and laughing with my rival -i’m not sure if she’s a rival yet, but I’m seeing her as one already.

“Fatima, who is…”

My words were interrupted by the sound of someone entering our door’s password, the door pushed and Duncan rushed in.

Great, he came at the right time, he has to tell me who this woman is.

His eyes searched the living room frantically until they landed on me, he rushed towards me, held my face in his hands and crashed his lips on mine.

He kissed me for a moment, then broke the kiss and pulled me into a tight hug, then released a long sigh of relief.

“Fuçk, I was worried they’d attack our home” he sighed deeply. “It’s good you’re safe”

“I’m fine” I replied him, and subconsciously patted his back gently to help him calm down.

He continued hugging me, until he heard Fatima clearing her throat, then pulled apart and we both faced her.

“Welcome, Mr Baldwin, but she’s here” she welcomed Duncan first, before gesturing at the woman.

Duncan turned to take a look, and smiled when he saw her, then rushed to meet her which made me frown and wonder if my guess was right.

“I’m sorry for giving you and the kids a fright, I hope you weren’t too shock?” he asked her in a very calm tone.

Duncan’s talking to someone other than nanny Pamela and I in a calm tone? It’s over! It’s really over for me!

“I’m fine, just…”

She paused, and took a deep breath as if to keep herself calm.

“…what’s going on? Why are we suddenly brought here?” she glanced at her kids. “Are we in trouble? Is someone coming after us?” she asked further.

Duncan frowned a little bit.

“Why did speculate someone’s after you?” he asked her.

“Because I’ve been receiving threatening notes lately, and Tyler..” she nodded at one of the twins. “.. said someone’s been stalking them everytime they’re going to school, I’m just scared and I don’t know what’s going on”

Duncan exchanged looks with Fatima, then shook his head. Alright, what’s going on here? Why are they exchanging looks?

Hello, someone’s dying of jealousy here -I wanted to scream at them.

“Don’t worry, you and the kids are safe here, just feel at home because starting today and right now, this is your home too”

“WHAT?!” I couldn’t stop myself shouting.

Is this some kind of joke? Why would he tell her this is her home too?

Shouldn’t he discuss with me, his legal wife, before bringing another woman to our home? Or am I overreacting on this? Isn’t it my right to know who this woman is, and why my matrimonial home is suddenly hers too?

I cleared my throat, and composed myself as I pretended as if I’m having a headache.

“Duncan, help me to the dinning table, I’m feeling quite dizzy and lightheaded” I rubbed my forehead to prove my words.

He sprang up at once and rushed to support me, and helped me to the dinning table which was a few feet away from the living room.

“Should I get you some water?” he asked after helping me sit down on a chair, but I caught his hand and stopped him.

“I don’t need water, but we need to talk” I whispered to him.

“About…?” he raised his eyebrows in confusion, or maybe he’s pretending to be confused because my words were very clear, and direct.

“Her”

I gestured towards the woman anyway.

“What’s going on? Why are we suddenly having new family members? And why didn’t I know nothing about it until now?” I asked in a whisper, I don’t want her to hear us.

“Oh, she’s just…”

His phone thought this was the right time to ring, his ringtone blared loudly until he reached for it in his pocket and checked the caller’s ID, before quickly answering it.

I also took a peek, and saw Lucas’s name on the screen.

“Lucas” he said as he brought the phone closer to his ear.

He stayed silent, and listened to Lucas for a short moment.

“Good job” Duncan said. “Gather up all our men, and make sure no one leaves until I arrive” then he hang up.

I looked him straight in the eyes, waiting for the excuse he’d give. He cleared his throat.

“Something came up and I have to leave right now”

My eyes flicked towards the woman and I kids, I’m indirectly reminding him that he’s yet to tell me who she is.

“I’ll explain everything to you when I get back, but until then please trust me.. I have no romantic relationship with her, you’re the only one for me” he stole a kiss from me immediately he said the last part.

I grumpily wiped my lips with the back of my palm, and glared harshly at him.

“Don’t kiss me next time, I’m not your wife!” I whisper-snapped at him harshly.

He simply laughed, and kissed my pouted lips which earned his chest a smack.

“I’ll try to be back in time and explain everything to you” he said, then rushed off, but not before exchanging looks with Fatima, I understood his look this time -he’s telling Fatima to take good care of me.

I don’t know if this happens to every woman, but I really, really hate it when my husband is being secretive.

Did he come back home to frustrate my life?

Argh!!

   >><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Abandoned Factory<<

“Bring the bîtch to the interrogation unit, boss is here” Seven told some of the guards that were guiding the dark room.

Eleven and Twenty exchanged looks, panic was written all over Eleven as he feared what the boss would do to them once he finds out they went against his order, and raped a captive.

Twenty signaled him to calm down, that he’s got everything under his control, then he stepped forward.

“Seven”

He called Seven who was already heading towards the interrogation unit, Seven stopped to listen to him.

“I’ll bring her, the guards aren’t supposed to leave their post” Twenty said.

Seven thought about his words, then frowned suspiciously at Twenty but nodded anyway, and walked off.

Twenty waited until Seven’s out of hearing, before turning to Eleven and slapped his shoulder.

“What were you doing? You wanted to give us away?” he said in a scolding tone.

“I.. boss.. he…”

“Calm down, he won’t find out a thing unless we tell him, just leave everything to me later and follow my lead”

Eleven simply sighed and nodded.

“Come on, let’s go” Twenty said, and rushed inside the dark room, Eleven followed immediately.

  >><<

Interrogation unit<<

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The man still continued shaking his head in denial.

“Your name is Jamal Bryant, forty years old, married to Mariah Coleman and have three kids together” he paused and raised an eyebrow at the man. “Should I continue?”

Jamal stared at Mr Baldwin for a while, then gulped and shook his head.

“Let me go, ok? Just let me go, I don’t wanna get involved with them” he said.

“Them? Does that mean you are admitting you know him?” Mr Baldwin gestured towards the photo in Lucas’s hand.

Jamal nodded.

“Yes, I know him, but I can’t say anything or my family will pay” he said.

Mr Baldwin looked at Jamal in the eyes, all he could see was fear, he reached for his shoulder, and tapped it reassuringly.

“Don’t worry about whoever they are, just tell me everything you know and I promise I’ll protect your family, and keep them safe” he told Jamal honestly.

Jamal stared back at him for a moment, his eyes searched Mr Baldwin’s and although he saw sincerity, he still wasn’t assured.

“Who are you? And why should I believe you?”

“I’m Duncan Baldwin, have you heard of me before?”

Jamal frowned slightly.

“Duncan Baldwin.. the king of pop?”

“Yes, and this accident costed me someone very important” he sighed. “Even if you don’t say anything, are you sure they won’t come after your family? Can you be so sure that your family’s safe by keeping quiet?”

Jamal thought about it for a moment, he inhaled deeply and exhaled roughly.

“Fine, I feel like I can trust you, because you don’t seem like a bad person but…” his expression changed, he became serious. “.. you must honor your word and make sure my family’s safe, I don’t think I’ll live long after spilling everything I know” he said.

“Don’t worry about that, Jamal, Mr Baldwin is a man of his word” Lucas said.

“I want him to promise me” Jamal’s eyes didn’t leave Mr Baldwin while saying this.

Mr Baldwin nodded affirmatively.

“I will keep your family very safe” he promised.

Jamal nodded and puffed out some air, before he began.

“I knew Marco since I was a ten years old boy, I have being his errand boy for long, and we have been supplying planks together, although we don’t take large orders”

He paused, but Mr Baldwin gestured him to continue.

“But two days before the accident, Marco received a strange call, I don’t know who he was talking to or what they talked about…but he came to me and told me we’ve received a very large order, and we’re gonna be rich… ”

A low growl emitted from Mr Baldwin’s throat which interrupted Jamal, but Lucas signaled him to ignore Mr Baldwin and continue.

“.. so, we went to our site that evening and started working, we finished working, and loading our truck before dawn, but Marco didn’t agree to my suggestion of delivering the planks that day, he insisted we waited until the next day -which was the day of the accident”

Jamal did a sharp intake of breath as he shut his eyes, with a pained expression, as though he just recalled something unpleasant.

“Marco received another call from that strange number before the accident, he had a little argument with the caller and he was complaining about increasing his payment because the job involves lives. I don’t know if the caller agreed but he ended the call and started driving, I asked him what’s going on but he didn’t reply me and continued driving until a small car appeared a few meters ahead of us…the distance between us was enough for Marco to avoid the car, but he purposely drove towards the car on highspeed, and in an attempt to dodge our truck whoever was driving the car lost control, and the car fell off a cliff… ”

Mr Baldwin turned towards one of his men standing behind him, he landed an angry punch on his face and kicked him hard on his stomach, sending him across the cell. He turned back to Jamal and narrowed his eyes, but Jamal didn’t stop talking.

“… he jumped off the truck, I thought he was going to rescue the people inside the small car, but he ran into the woods and that’s the last I saw of him till this day” he concluded.

“You don’t know, or have any clue where Marco is right now?” Lucas asked.

Jamal shook his head.

“No, but I received a threatening text from a strange number that day, they said I should keep my mouth shut or I’ll be sorry.. I’ve been receiving texts like that for years now, even before and after I got married”

“Those b@stards!” Mr Baldwin growled.

“Right, Marco forgot his phone that day in the truck, I took it and I’ve been keeping it in my house as a souvenir, maybe you might get a clue from it”

“Tell us where you kept it” Lucas said.

“It’s in my…. ”

Jamal suddenly tensed, his eyes widened and his mouth open but he stopped talking, then blood started gushing out from the center his forehead.

“Bloody, hell! He’s been shot, there’s a fuçking sniper!” Mr Baldwin yelled angrily.

Lucas quickly jumped in front of Mr Baldwin protectively, as he pointed his gun towards the direction the bullet came from. Even the other men pointed their guns alertly towards the door and window.

“How did a sniper fuçking manage to sneak into our base, and shoot someone?!” he asked no one in particular, yet expected everyone to answer.

Everyone stayed silent as they’re all scared of what he’d do to them, or maybe they really didn’t. He growled lowly, and gritted his teeth in anger when none of them were saying nothing.

“Find that unfortunate sniper, I want him dead or alive!” he roared.

His men obeyed his command and rushed out in search of the sniper. Mr Baldwin faced Lucas.

“Take some men to his house, search for the phone and bring his wife and kids to the safehouse!” he commanded. “Make sure you get there before the enemies, or you’ll be sorry!” he bellowed further.

“Yes, sir” Lucas answered, he threw some keys to Mr Baldwin and rushed out with some men.

“Shît!” Mr Baldwin exclaimed as he recalled something.

He reached for his phone and hurriedly typed a number, he impatiently waited for whoever he was calling to pick up.

“Yes, Mr Baldwin” a familiar female voice sounded from the other side.

“Fatima” he called. “Are you with my wife? Have you both left the hospital already?”

“Yes, sir, we just got home and Mrs Baldwin is taking a bath” she reported.

“Good. Be very vigilant and double the guards at home until I arrive”

“Yes, sir” then Mr Baldwin ended the call, he shoved his phone in his pocket and rushed out.

TO Be Continued

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Around Midnight – An Abandoned Factory<<

Eleven and some other guards were patrolling when he noticed the dark room’s door wasn’t locked, he frowned in perplexity as he vividly remember locking the door before he went on patrol.

“What’s wrong, Eleven?” One of the men asked when he realized eleven has stopped walking.

“Nothing” he answered. “Move along, I’ll quickly lock the door and join you guys” he added gesturing towards the dark room.

The guy looked towards the dark room, then nodded and jogged off to join the others.

Eleven walked towards the door, he was just about locking it, but suddenly halted when he heard a muffled sobbing.

His frown deepened, he knew Tasha was the one sobbing but he doesn’t know why she’s sobbing. He quickly reached for his pocket, pulled his phone out, and pushed the door open then stepped in, leaving the door ajar.

“Who’s there?!” he asked in a bold voice, but got no response, the sobs turned into desperate cries instead.

He blindly turned on his phone’s flashlight, and gasped at the sight in front of him.

“Holy shît! Twenty!” he exclaimed. “What the hell are you doing?!” he rushed forward and pushed twenty off Tasha.

Tasha weakly yet desperately crawled back as fast as she could, she hugged her knees to her chest as tears run down her cheeks.

Her blouse was torn slightly as though she struggled while Twenty was trying to take it off, as if her face wasn’t already disfigured enough, Twenty had to slap her multiple times leaving marks on her cheeks.

Her face was a crying mess.

His (eleven’s) eyes landed on her exposed skin, pity flashed across his eyes when she gave him a pleading look, but Twenty cleared his throat to catch Eleven’s attention.

“Don’t tell me you aren’t interested in her, besides, Seven is gone and now there’s no blabbermouth to tell boss about anything that we did here tonight, we should seize this opportunity to have fun with her”

“But boss always have ways of finding out whatever he wanna know about, he wouldn’t be happy if he knows we went against his orders”

Twenty scoffed at Eleven’s words.

“Tell me, it’s just the two of us here, who’s gonna tell him?” he asked.

Eleven nodded at Tasha who’s still sobbing, and Twenty threw her a glare.

“Who would believe the word of a captive that’s desperate to escape, besides, she won’t rat us out or I’ll rat out her life!” he growled the last part threateningly, which made Tasha flinch back.

Eleven thought about Twenty’s suggestion for a moment, then grinned creepily and nodded in agreement.
They both exchanged looks before pouncing on Tasha.

Twenty grabbed her legs, while Eleven grabbed her hands and they dragged her off the wall, and laid her flat on the ground.

Tasha struggled and tried to get away from them, but couldn’t, they’d slap her whenever she tries to crawl away and hold her down.

Eleven forcibly held her hands above her head, Twenty dragged her panty down and forcefully spread her legs open -though Tasha was still squirming.

His eyes light up, and a wicked smirk played on his lips as he lustfully stared at her pûssy. He spat on it, delved in, and began hungrily eating her up.

“Stop eating her pûssy, there’s no time for foreplay.. just fûck her before someone gets here” Eleven said.

Twenty raised his head as he found Eleven’s words were reasonable, he let go of Tasha’s legs and quickly took off his pants.

Tasha saw this as an opportunity, she thought she could fight off Eleven, but she received a resounding slap when she tried to make any movements.

Twenty rubbed his dîck while staring lustfully at her, he laughed when he saw her shaking her head and silently begging him not to carry out his plan.

But he ignored him, he knelt down, positioned his dîck in her entrance and penetrated her with one thrust, he penetrated without a warning which made her cry out as pains shoot through her waist, and blood small blood sprinkled out of her virginal.

“This bitçh is a fuçking virgin, I’m so blessed!” Twenty laughed, and Eleven joined him.

Tasha gave up fighting, what she’s been protecting has been destroyed, and there’s no way she could undo the destruction.

She simply let hot tears flowed down her cheeks as Twenty continued thrusting very fast, deep and hard.

“I can’t believe I’m actually fuçking a virgin!”

“Cut the trap and concentrate, I can’t wait to have a taste” Eleven said licking his lips in anticipation.

Tasha could only continue crying.

    >><<

Hours Later<<

“Argh” eleven groaned pleasurably as he pulled out of a passed out Tasha, and poured his sperm on her chest.

“Fuçk, that’s was hot!” Twenty exclaimed as he slapped Tasha’s cheek, but there was no response from her since she’s passed out.

It’s been three straight hours since Eleven and Twenty has been fuçking Tasha senselessly, they’d only stop to continue from where the other had stop, and they each lasted on her for thirty minutes on her, before letting the other take over.

They ignored her every cries and pleas, the more she begged them to stop, the faster and deeper they’d go, until she couldn’t take it anymore and passed, but even that didn’t stop them.

“That was a good fuçk, man” Twenty laughed.

“Yeah, I feel like going on and on” Eleven said. “She’s such an obedient slût” he slapped her naked breasts.

Just then a sound was heard from outside which alerted them, and they snapped their heads towards the door with a scared expression.

But after staying quiet for some time, they didn’t hear any sound again.

“I think we should leave, or boss would have our heads tomorrow” Eleven said.

“Yeah”

They got up, hurriedly pulled their pants up and wore their shirts. They were about leaving when Twenty pulled Eleven’s arm, and gestured towards Tasha.

“We should dress her up, we can’t leave her like this unless we want our heads…” he trailed off, and made a ‘cutting off neck’ sign.

“Yes, yes, you’re right” Eleven agreed.

They quickly dressed her up, Twenty took off his shirt and wiped off the drop of blood on the floor.

“Let’s go” he dragged Eleven, and they dashed out, locking the door from outside.

  >><<

RACHEL’S pov.

>>Huntington Memorial Hospital, LA - The Next Morning<<

“… that shows you and your baby are very healthy, and you’re free to get discharged” doctor Anderson said.

“Phew! Finally!” I breathe out in relief.

I spent only a night at the hospital, but I’m already starting to feel suffocated by the disinfectant smell, I can’t believe some people spend months in a hospital -it must be so frustrating.

“Alright, here are the drugs for your headache” he nodded towards my head. “We must be careful even though it’s a small injury” he laughed at his words.

“Thank you” I thanked him as I collected the drugs.

Just then there’s a knock on the door and Fatima walked in with some papers.

“Are you done with the discharge procedures?” I asked.

“Yep” she answered.

Doctor Anderson cleared his throat.

“I’ll take my leave, don’t forget to come for antenatal” he pointed at my stomach.

I simply blushed and nodded, then he left. I faced Fatima.

“Mr Baldwin wants me to drive you home, he said he can’t make it in time”

I rolled my eyeballs.
Duncan left very early this morning to attend to something in his gang base, he said it’s something about his mother’s case.

“He said nanny Pamela is coming back to LA today, is that true?”

“Yep, I guess she’s already waiting for you at home” Fatima said.

I giggled, then sprang up.

“Let’s go then” I grabbed her hand and ran out with her, I didn’t bring anything with me.

>><<

THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Black-Knight’s Base<<

“Sir” some bulky looking men greeted Mr Baldwin as he entered a cell.

He ignored their greetings, and walked straight to Lucas who was standing in front of a man, the man’s eyes were blindfolded with a white cloth and his hands were tied behind him, then he was made to sit on a chair.

“Mr Baldwin, this is the errand boy” Lucas said pointing at the man.

Mr Baldwin simply nodded, Lucas signaled one of the men standing behind the man to remove the blindfold.

The man opened his eyes, but quickly shut it and furrowed his eyebrows as he was almost blinded by brightness.
He slowly open his eyes until they adjusted to the bright light.

“Who are you people? Why did you bring me here?” he shouted when he saw Mr Baldwin and Lucas staring at him.

Mr Baldwin nodded at Lucas who quickly pulled out a photo from his pocket, and turned it towards the man, showing him someone inside the photo.

His eyes first narrowed when he looked at the photo, but then widened in fear and he started shaking his head frantically.

“I don’t know anything, I don’t know anything, I swear, I really don’t know anything.. let me go!”

Lucas faced Mr Baldwin who was smirking as he watched the man’s expression.

“That’s all he’s been saying since we started interrogating him” he said.

Mr Baldwin walked closer to the man and squatted in front of him.

“Don’t try to deny knowing him or even try to pretend to be abnormal, because I know you know who is he and you’re not sick” he stated as a matter of fact.

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Eleven crouched down, he reached for a dagger in his pocket and tore the sack open, revealing a tied up Tasha.

Her eyes were blindfolded, her hands and legs were tied tightly behind her, even her mouth was gagged with a big piece of cloth.

“What should we do with her?” Eleven asked seven.

“Take her to the dark room and starve her today, we’ll take care of her tomorrow”

Eleven and the other man stared at Tasha, their lustful eyes trailed her body for a moment.

“How about we have some fun with her today?” the other man suggested.

“Yeah, that’s a very great idea” eleven chipped in, his eyes filled with naughty excitement.

Seven laughed at their words.

“It’s not a bad idea, but r@ping her isn’t part of the plan, boss will have our heads if we try it”

Eleven and the other man sighed in disappointment.

“Take her to the dark room”

“Fine” they grumbled, and grumpily dragged her away, not even listening to her cries.

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RACHEL’S pov.

“… that’s why I decided to take her to California” he concluded.

I listened carefully as Duncan told me everything, and from what he’s said I don’t think Mr Ferrari is his enemy here.

I used to think he was Duncan’s enemy after he sent his men after us two months ago, but I realized he just did that because he’s scared of losing an important gang member.

“You’re right” I agreed with his explanation. “I also believe nanny Pamela knows something about your mom, the murderer doesn’t want anyone else to find out about what nanny Pamela knows, that’s why they kidnapped her and demolished the orphanage under the guise of an earthquake” I said.

He nodded. It’s all making sense now, it’s confirm that the earthquake was man-made.

“But the question is, who is this enemy? And why can’t I seem to find him?” he asked.

“Hmm” I hummed thoughtfully. “We can get the answer to all this questions if nanny Pamela is well again, have you arrange for a doctor’s appointment for her?”

He shook his head which earned him a glare from me, I leaned forward and pushed his head back.

“Why are you thinking with your anus?”

“I’ll arrange for a doctor’s appointment, I’m just hiding her for now because it’s not the right time… ”

“Right time?” I scoffed. “There’s no right time, every time is right and the earlier you sought your enemy out the better it’d be for everyone”

He was about saying something, but I didn’t let him since I wasn’t finish.

“And have you heard of this popular saying…the most dangerous place, is the safest place”

“What do you mean?” he asked with a small frown.

“I mean hiding nanny Pamela in California isn’t a good idea, because your enemy can easily get to her, and they would have carried out their plans even before you find out what’s going on”

He nodded thoughtfully at my words.

“She’s safer staying by our side, we can keep an eye on her if she’s here with us, and she can easily regain her mental stability if we’re always by her side, and interacting with her, or what do you think?” I asked for his opinion.

He thought about it briefly, then nodded in agreement.

“You’re right, I shouldn’t keep her faraway”

“Exactly, besides, I’ve missed her greatly and I want her to witness the process of our baby’s growth in my womb” I giggled.

He also laughed shortly.

“I’ll listen to you and bring her back, then I’ll have my gang’s doctor check on her, is that alright by you?”

I nodded. Duncan stared at my face admiringly which made me scorned at him playfully, but he simply laughed in return.

“I never knew my wife’s such an intelligent woman” he said.

I flipped my hair back, but blushed and chuckled shyly when I remembered I’ve packed up my hair in a bun.

“Of course, having a dumb husband is not easy at all, because the responsibility of our home has fallen on me” I sighed dramatically. “I think I’ll start growing gray hair soon” I touched my hair pitifully.

He rolled his eyeballs.

“Well, Mrs intelligent, how about I teach you some basic self-defense skills, and how to use a gun?”

“Huh?!” I gasped loudly.

“Yeah, I’ll take you to my gang’s base tomorrow and… ”

“Wait, wait, wait”

I interrupted him, he paused and I laughed.

“I don’t think it’s the appropriate time for that”

It’s not the appropriate time? Didn’t I just said there every time is appropriate?

“Why?” he asked.

Why? Why? Why? Why can’t I think of a perfect lie right now?!
Then a bulb light up in my hand. I quickly took his hand and placed it on my flat stomach.

He gave me a questioning look.

“I’m just a month and two weeks pregnant, I don’t think activities like this is advisable for first five months of pregnancy” I lied smoothly.

I’m just being lazy@ss and I’m looking for an excuse not to train, this seemed like a perfect lie.

“Really?” his brows furrowed slightly. “But I’ve seen pregnant women doing all kinds of exercise and… ”

I cut him off with a laugh and pinched his nose gently.

“Silly you, those women aren’t five months pregnant, baby, what if I have a miscarriage during the training?”

“Uh… ”

“Besides, doctor Anderson already shouldn’t do any hard labor or I’ll lose the baby”

He nodded slowly. “He did said that, but… ”

“Let’s follow the doctor’s instructions or there might be implications”

He sighed deeply and thought about it for a while, then nodded in agreement.

“But you must pay for being stubborn and not listening to my orders”

I frowned.

“What orders?”

He didn’t reply, he got up, walked towards the door and locked it from inside, then turned back to me with a wicked smirk, even his eyes glinted evilly.

“I told you to stay here with Fatima but you disobeyed me and tailed me!” he growled lowly.

I chuckled nervously as he approached me, he climbed onto the bed and started crawling towards me, while I crawl back in return.

“Can we negotiate about my punishment? Can it be a little lighter?”

He scoffed unreasonably.

“There’s no room for negotiation, my heartbeat, you must be punished for being disobedient!” then he pounced at me, making me scream out my lungs.

TO Be Continued

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