Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“I don’t live with it because she’s alive,” He answered and watched the way her greenish-brown eyes widened, it was beautiful.
“What?!” Camille was shocked, ” She’s alive – !” She lowered her voice upon noticing the gesture Eden tactically made. Even if there was no chance of someone eavesdropping on their discussion with the amount of music playing in the background, they still had to be careful.
“We should go somewhere else to discuss, are you done for the night? I could take you home?” He offered with no underhanded agenda in mind.
Camille blinked, surprised at his kind gesture. She knew Eden had always been a gentleman but he had a trace of mischief to him too. She remembered the history between him and Maria and their dysfunctional family. However, she still found herself accepting, “Yes, I’m done,”
“Let’s go then,” Eden held out his hand, gesturing to her to lead the way as if saying, “Ladies first”.
Camille got down from the stool she had been sitting on, but the drink messed with her head a bit because she stumbled.
Thinking she was about to fall, Eden was quick to reach out and snake his hands around her waist, pressing her to his body. He inhaled the sweet fragrance of her faint perfume, something stirred up in him.
Camille placed her hands on him, her manicured fingers drawing circles on his chest as they looked into each other’s eyes.
“Are you okay?” he asked, breathlessly.
“Yes,” She remembered how to breathe.
He moved his warm hands off his waist which she kind of missed. Gosh! What in the world of God was wrong with her?
“Let’s go,” they finally made their way out of the club.
As they left, Eden took a good glance at the woman which made him understand why the men at the club had been eyef*cking her – which kind of irked him. Women deserve respect and not to be treated as some sort of sex doll.
For sure, Camille was a beautiful blonde woman but the icing on the cake was her bottom; full and perky – there was no way surgery could give this kind of perfection. It was so natural and difficult to take the eyes off – even he stared, a little.
“Maria survived the fall,” Eden began to narrate to her the details as soon as they hit the road. He watched her face display several expressions in just a short while.
“Oh my God,” she let out a shaky breath, “This is reliving, you don’t know how much I lived with the thought of failing to protect my first artist. It ruined my life,”
“Maria didn’t mean to hide it away from you but she likes her life as Reina. She thinks of it as a rebirth, like achieving Nirvana or something – she’d explain better when you both meet,” Eden told her, taking his eyes off the road to look at her face briefly.
Camille smiled at him.
He smiled back, then fixed his eyes back on the road as they drove in silence. Not long after, he arrived at her place, a decent bungalow amongst the rows of others in this neat neighborhood.
“Thanks for the ride tonight,” She said, leaning forward to peck him on the cheeks, her lips lingering longer than required.
“You’re welcome,” Eden whispered, kind of wishing it was her lips on his. Get behind me, Satan! He pushed that ridiculous thought to the back of his mind.
After that, Camille got out of the car and Eden was ready to leave before he lost his senses when he heard her ask,
“Do you want to come in for tea or coffee?”
Of course, Eden knew the possibility of what could happen in there with her – they were a man and woman for Christ’s sake. He could have said “No” as the gentleman he had always been but he found himself agreeing to her request and followed her into the house like a lost puppy.
“You can take a look around, I’d get the tea ready,” she said, going over to the kitchen while he lingered in the living room.
From the look of things, she lived alone and seemed to enjoy cleanliness, her things were arranged in order; nothing was out of place.
“You live alone?” Eden asked, sensing her enter the room.
“Yes, I live alone. Is that a problem? “
“No, it’s not a…. ” Eden trailed off as soon as he noticed she had taken off her jacket and let her hair down. She was indeed beautiful.
“With you staring at me that way, don’t blame me for doing this”
Eden was taken back when she reached out, grabbed his shirt, and lowered his head to kiss him. It was short-lived, yet a mind-blowing kiss.
Eden looked her straight in the eyes questioningly, and when he got the answer he needed, plunged deep into the kiss like a horse diving in for water. Desperate for more like he had been starved for years, he deepened the kiss by threading his fingers through her hair, groaning against her lips as she kissed him back with the same ferocity while he held her close to feel him – and the evidence of his arousal. Tonight was going to be a wild one.
Emily’s point of view
Judy and I were back in Lincolnshire.
After handing the divorce papers to Ahmed, the both of us had a pretty deep discussion. Ahmed apologized for his insensitive behavior over the years, turns out he was under pressure from his grandparents and took it out on Akim and me.
Well, what could I say? I had no choice but to forgive him. I failed Ahmed just as he failed me; I had a child for another man and he did the same, I kind of think of it as a tit-for-tat situation here. But that was until he demanded an outrageous request: for us to be together, Akim could stay with his father Judy, and I could be Julie’s mother – his baby mama would just be a surrogate.
You should have seen the laughter I released, someone was taking me for a fool – I guess his baby mama wasn’t the prim socialite he desired. All those years of being with him, I had to become someone I wasn’t just so I could please his grandparents and save his face in the public. Whenever his friends came over, they praised him for having such a well-mannered and efficient partner – what a submissive wife!
Unfortunately, I’m done being a good wife, she has gone rogue! I just want to be me! And not some barbie doll who has to watch each of her actions so as not to bring shame to her in-laws and her husband’s political life.
So the once peaceful conversation turned into a full-blown argument. His ploy of getting me to come back was not going to work. Yes, let’s say I become Julie’s legal mother, and then his mistress comes to control my family – thanks to the backup from his grandparents. Oh please, I know a sinking boat when I see one, I have to save my life and happiness before it’s too late.
I left the divorce papers with Ahmed, whether he signed or not, my lawyer would follow up on that. The only promise I made him was not to leak our divorce news till the election was over. I don’t want to be held as the reason his political career failed – I’m done being accountable for the blames.
Now talk about Judy or prince Kai – I’m honestly at a loss at what to call him, it was all so damn agitating.
Well, things have been a bit awkward between us, maybe, not for him, definitely for me. I mean we had sex and sex complicates issues. I’m not a fool to delude myself into thinking I’m going to be his woman just because we joined genitals. I’m not right for him and he knows it, even though we can’t keep our hands off each other.
As expected, we returned to discover Akim was settled in one of the best rooms in the palace with proper medical attention and facilities – the queen did not joke with her heir. With no time to waste, my son had the transplant and we have been on tenterhooks ever since.
According to the doctors, while the majority of children do well after bone marrow transplantation, there are possible risks. After the bone marrow transplant, when the new stem cells enter Akim’s body, they travel through his blood to his bone marrow. In time, they multiply and begin to make new, healthy blood cells. They asserted It usually takes several weeks before the number of blood cells in Akim’s body starts to return to normal or even longer.
And this is where the risk comes in.
During this time, Akim is at risk for infection or bleeding. Infection or bleeding may be severe and, in rare cases, may cause death. Aside from that, the transplant may fail, leading to the return of the sickle cell disease and possibly other risks to the point of being life-threatening.