ALANNAThe nerves of that witch, I call my sister. I would have called her a bitch but I am reading to my children a bedtime story. “And they all live happily ever after,” I concluded and waited for them to chorus. “The end,” a giant smile formed on their face, another story with a happy ending.I made sure I only read them stories with happy endings, it was my way of protecting them. Shielding them from the dark cruel world where there was no such thing as a happy ending, just an ex-husband who drives you crazy. But all is still well with the world I guess. “Mummy, tell us another story,” Lucy pleaded, her eyes and lips doing her bidding to form that puppy dog plea. How can I ever say no to them?But this time, I did, I was tired and needed to rest.“Sweet pea, you need to sleep, enough story time for one night,” I replied to her, gently tucking her into the bed. “Mummy, Do we have a daddy?” Lucas asked, throwing me off guard, I froze in the moment, I knew the day would come when
FOURTEEN YEARS AGOAUTHOR’s POVAlanna has always been a sad child, but this particular day would stand out as the saddest day of her life. Alanna had a twin brother, Alanna loved her twin brother. Brian was her best friend.“We don't even look alike,” Brian teased as they walked towards the garden holding their hands intertwined in one another. “But we are twins, we don't have to look alike,” Alanna replied, she hated the fact that they weren't identical as most twins were. “Brian, you two should stay away from the pool,” Their mother had warned earlier that day, but here they were making their way to the garden, the same area the pool was. It was Brian's idea, he had made Alanna come along with him. “But mummy said we shouldn't go close to the pool,” Alanna protested. But Brian the ever hyperactive kid had insisted. “We are only going to play for a few minutes and we will go inside, and she will never know,” Brian connived and Alanna squinted her eyes. “Mummy hates me,” she f
NOLAN“Nolan, you have been ignoring me since we were at the office, and you have not responded to any of my questions,” Chloe nagged as we stepped into the room, she had been nagging since the Alanna incident in the office. Sometimes I wonder how I got myself into this mess, how I got married to a woman I didn't love, a woman I barely tolerated. “Nolan,” she yelled out this time her voice an octave higher when she realized I had tuned her out. I paused and glared at her, “What is it you want, Chloe? because I am getting sick and tired of this back and forth we constantly have,”She snarled, “Nolan, I am your wife, you don't treat me like your wife, what would people say when they see you with Alanna? Do you have any idea what that would do to our reputation?” She asked and I rolled my eyes.Like I give a fuck about my reputation, I have always been the guy known for his questionable reputation and when it comes to Nolan Westbrook everyone is quick to judge.“I don't give a fuck w
ALANNAMy father is a manipulative scumbag.I know I am not supposed to say that about the man who gave me life but, my dad is controlling dick and has no moral scruples. “You caused her to get to this point,” he had said when he came to my house yesterday to break the news about my dying mum. “How did I cause her to get to this point?” I had asked him In disarray, how the fuck did I cause my mum to have cancer.“First of all Alanna, your mum lost two kids in her lifetime, first Brian and later you when you left,”My eyes widened in disbelief, yes, she lost Brian, I have carried that guilt all my life, carried the guilt of taking away her beloved child from her. But my mum didn't lose me, as a matter of fact, I am not even sure she liked me. “You owe it to her at least this once to come through for her, you have never been there for her in the past,” he had finally said, right before I wrote him a check. I know I shouldn't let myself be manipulated by them but there was this tw
NOLANMy mum asking me about how I was going to take care of the problem, felt so familiar to me. It felt that way because she had asked me this same question three years ago.“How are you going to take care of your father, he is a leech, he is a liability to us all. You need to get rid of him,” she had said and my eyes widened in disbelief, this is a man she had spent the better part of her life with and she wanted me to get rid of him.“You want me to get rid of your husband, a man who happens to be my father,” I mumbled in disbelief. I hate my dad, don't get me wrong, but not enough to kill him. “Don’t be silly Nolan, I am not saying you should kill your father, just get rid of him,”I let out a sarcastic chuckle, “Make it clear to me Mum, how exactly do you want me to get rid of him?” I asked and she smirked, in the most diabolical way possible, that was the time I knew I had not really known my mom. On the outside she appeared to be this figurehead, a trophy wife but little
ALANNAWhat is it about Elevators and the urge to fuck in them?Nolan is insufferable, Nolan is a glutton for punishment. He doesn't know when to stop, he doesn't know when I have reached my limit. I breathed out as soon as I shut the door of my office and leaned on the door frame.“Ahhhhhhh” I yelled out slightly, hitting my fist repeatedly on the door.Fuck him!Fuck him!I hate him! I hate him so much! Why does he always put me in a situation where I need to fight against my will? He is such a terrible person. I was still lamenting about my Nolan ordeal when I heard a knock on the door. I startled and rose from the door, adjusting my blue flair gown, I said a silent prayer hoping it was not Nolan. I already had enough of Nolan for one day. I peeped through the glass and saw it was indeed a Mr. Westbrook, not just the one I loathe. Brad WestbrookI let out an exasperated gasp and pulled the doorknob. “Alanna,” Brad greeted, his eyes beaming at the sight of me.“Brad, pleas
ALANNA“Not when they show up without booking an appointment ahead of time,” I replied with a smirk on my face and I could see her eyes widen in disbelief. I loathe this woman just as much as I did her son or even more. She is a witch, the devil at best. “Do you know who I am, how dare you talk to me in such a manner?” she replied, I could see her already fuming in rage. I grinned, “Please enlighten me, it has been a while and I don't really remember,” I was making my way back to my seat and crossed my legs against one another. “You little girl, you think you can come back here and destroy everything, my son Nolan had worked for. But there is one thing you miscalculated on,” she paused, she was probably expecting me to ask but I didn't. Instead, I kept staring at her, then she continued, “Nolan has a mother, who is ready to do anything to stop anyone from getting in his way,” she concluded and I chuckled. “Is that a threat Mrs. Westbrook?” I asked, feigning ignorance. “Take it
BRADGod Alanna is so fucking gorgeous, she is the bodily embodiment of heaven on earth. A fucking goddess. Gosh, I want to fuck her. BadlySlow down cowboy, this is not your play, you need to take it slow and steady, or else you will lose her. Right now she thinks you are better than all the fucking Westbrook in this empire, so you need to keep her thinking that way, I chant to myself. I made my way outside her office, Beaming that she agreed to go on a date with me. As I made my way towards my office, I decided that where is the fun if I don't get to rub it in Golden Boy Face? I strode to his office and thankfully his door was open so I walked in. I didn't need an invitation, he was on a call but as soon as he saw he paused mid-sentence and glared at me. “I will come over to your house later Jake,” he said right before hanging up the phone, I knew who he was talking to. His loyal dog of a friend, Jake.“What do you want Brad, is it not too early to be lost?” he asked as he