Chapter 37 & 38 : Paul’s Confession
“How did mom and dad get to know that we were at the court?” Paul asked.
“Their next door neighbour works at the court. I suppose he told them” Daphne replied.
“Okay but the way they walked into the court was….” He shook his head.
“And the dark shades” They chuckled.
“What do you think about going on a trip?” Paul asked.
“A trip?” Daphne looked up. She was resting on his chest while they watched a movie.
“Yeah” He looked at her.
“Sounds fun but who is going on a trip?”
“What?” He chuckled.
“We are going on a trip Wifey…to Sweden” He smiled stroking her hair.
“Oh yeah” She got up and jumped on the bed like a kid.
“Gosh” He muttered when she extended an hand. He held it and got up.
“Lemme play a song” He picked up the remote and played a song.
“The volume” She said and he increased the volume.
“Ulala” She flipped her hair and they started jumping and dancing happily on the bed like they won a lottery.
FEW DAYS LATER AT THE AIRPORT**
“Ready?” Paul looked at Daphne.
She rested her shades on her nose before looking at him.
“Ready” She smiled, and they interlocked their hands before walking into the plane classy and elegantly like a model couple.
Immediately they stepped out of the car. The servants bowed in respect.
Daphne and Paul linked their arms together and winked before walking towards the huge golden door which was already wide open for them.
They walked into the huge mansion.
The members of the family were already waiting for their arrival.
“Granny” Paul hugged his Gramma. She’s his late mom’s mother.
“Grampa” He hugged his grandpa.
“Uncle” Five kids came to hug him at once. Daphne stood there like a statue looking around. She has never met any of them before.
“Welcome home Paul” A lady said. They shared a light hug.
After exchanging pleasantries with all the members of the family.
“Who is she?” Gramma asked looking at Daphne.
“Daphne. Her name is Gael Daphne. She’s my wife” He said confidently and his hand went to the small of her back. She looked at him and he smiled.
All the members of the family exchanged glances.
Paul is married???
And they weren’t invited to his wedding!!!!
“Do you still hate us for the things we did and said to you twenty years ago?” A middle-aged woman said.
“No ma’am” Paul smiled.
“Then why weren’t we invited to your wedding?” Gramma asked calmly and Paul looked at her.
“The wedding was organized and planned by Granny Freya” He said and all the members of the family mouth formed an O shape.
Granny Freya stopped liking them after the things they did to Paul. So there was no way she’d organize a party or anything and invite them.
Paul has a pure heart so after they apologized he forgave them and forgot about the hurtful past.
He believe that they acted that way cause of how devasted they were by the death of his mom.
There’s no point clinging onto an hurtful memory or past.
“Welcome to the family Daphne” Grandpa said, and Daphne smiled.
“Thank you sir”.
“Finally, there’s someone who can go partying with me” A girl in her early twenties spoke and Paul looked at her. Her name is Stella…
“Calm down bro. I just wanna have fun with my sister in-law” She chuckled.
“My wife isn’t going to any party with you” He disagreed.
“Bro!” She exclaimed.
“Why not let them get some rest before talking about partying?” Gramma said.
“Okay….” Stella pouted.
“Let’s go Daphne” He said and they went upstairs heading to his room.
“F**k!” Daphne exclaimed seeing how big and magnificent Paul room was.
“Calm down Wifey” He said.
“This is huge” She muttered.
“I know right?”
She burst out in laughter seeing the childish posters on the wall.
“Don’t you dare laugh Daphne” He warned in embarrassment.
“Mom and dad” She chuckled looking at a little paper on the wall.
“Don’t tell me your parents looked like this” She laughed looking at the odd and funny drawing.
“I was a child Daphne” He walked to her.
“This was your room as a child?” He gave a nod.
“But this drawing is so so so- I should take a picture”.
“Don’t you dare” He chuckled. She made to pick up her phone from the bed and he started tickling her.
“Paul!” She chuckled as he tickled her.
“I won’t take a picture I promise” He continued.
“Paul!” She fell on the bed, and he continued tickling her.
“Hubby stop it” She was already chuckled out tears.
“Mr Gael Paul” She chuckled and he stopped. They were trying to catch their breath and suddenly burst out in laughter.
She picked up her phone, and Paul snatched the phone away from her.
“You are becoming disobedient” He smiled.
“Really?” She smiled.
He slowly leaned in and crashed his lips against hers. She was still trying to take the phone from him and he trapped her hands above her head.
“Bad boy” She said on his lips, and he smiled.
His other hand went to her b**b and he gave it a tight squeeze earning a moan from her.
He traveled his lips from her mouth, to her neck and collarbone. He sucked on her skin, leaving trails of hickeys.
“Mmm” She moaned softly and he kissed her. She parted her lips and he did same. Their tongue slipped into each other’s mouth. Their tongue danced hotly and insanely in their mouth earning soft moans from Daphne.
His hand left her bb and went underneath her dress. He pushed her pantie to the side and she arched her back up as they kissed hotly with their tongues fighting for dominance. He made to slid his digits into her when the door swung wide open. They looked at the door and their eyes widened as fk!!!
Chapter 39 & 40 : The Possibility of Love
It was Stella.
“Sorry” She chuckled, and left.
“Gawd” Daphne muttered in embarrassment.
“That brat” Paul hissed before getting off Daphne.
The whole family are having dinner. Stella kept on taking peeks at Daphne.
Daphne sensed it and looked at her.
She gave Daphne a teasing smile and she choked on her food.
“Are you fine?” Gramma asked in concern.
“Yes Granny” She replied.
“You fine?” Paul handed her a glass of water.
“Thanks” She gulped it down.
“You fine?” He asked again, and she gave a nod.
<10 PM>
Paul rolled over to Daphne’s side of the bed, but he couldn’t feel her presence and his eyelids slowly parted.
Daphne was nowhere to be found.
He got up, checked the bathroom. She wasn’t there.
He went outside of the room but he couldn’t find her.
He made to go back in and his eyes went to Stella’s room door.
He tucked his hands in his PJs pocket walking towards her room. He knocked on the door but there was no response.
“Stel”
“Stel”
“Stel” He called knocking.
He held the door knob and twisted it. Her door was unlocked. He opened the door and Stella was nowhere to be found.
*FINALLY, THERE’S SOMEONE WHO CAN GO PARTYING WITH ME
He remember Stella’s words and gasped immediately.
He ran out of the house.
“Angelo meet Daphne. Daphne meet Angelo” Stella said introducing the two strangers to themselves.
“Nice to meet you” He extended an hand, and they shook hands. She tried to take her hand back but he held it tightly and gave her a lustful smirk.
“You look hella hot… In that” He remarked trailing his lustful eyes on her body.
“Oh.. thanks” She said awkwardly feeling a bit uncomfortable. He let go of her hand with a wink.
“I’ll just leave you two to have fun” Stella said and before Daphne could look at her, she was already lost in the crowd.
“F**k” Daphne muttered.
“Wanna dance?” Angelo said,and she looked at him
Paul was driving while focusing on Daphne’s location. He nearly bumped a car but luckily he was able to stop the car on time.
“Have you gone mad?!” A man yelled from inside the car.
“I’m sorry!” Paul apologized and continued driving.
Angelo and Daphne were on the dance floor. He was moving to close to her. At times, he’d spin her around and make her chest met with his.
“Angelo” She muttered in discomfort as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
“Calm down Daphne. We are adults not saints” He said.
On the other hand, Paul was in the club searching around for Daphne.
“Where is she?” He muttered worriedly. He dialled her number but she wasn’t picking up.
“Stella” He dialled Stella’s number but she also wasn’t picking up.
He kept on trying their lines as he disappeared into the sweaty bodies.
“Angelo…” She struggled but his grip on her wrist was tight. He wasn’t willing to let go.
“Daphne” He pulled her closer to him, and caging her in his arms by wrapping his arms tightly around her body.
He made to kiss her and she looked around. He tried again and she looked around. He tried the third time and a slap landed on his cheek.
“You jerk!” She spat, and he held his cheek smirking.
“You hit me?” He said, and she moved backwards fearfully.
He made to grab her and she ran away. He went after her.
Paul was still trying Daphne’s number when he heard his name.
“Paul!” A familiar voice called.
“Daphne?” He quickly turned but she was nowhere to be found.
“Daphne!”
“Daphne!”
“Daphne!” He saw her earring on the floor and he picked it up.
He raised an eyebrow as he had a flashback.
FLASHBACK STARTS**
NÓTE ; This happened before Paul starting liking Daphne.
“Paul, if I’m ever in trouble. Will you come find me?” Daphne asked.
“Why are you asking?” Paul replied reluctantly.
“In movies, the husband runs over to his wife to save her”
“Fiction” He replied.
“But she makes it easier for him by dropping clues like earrings, ring, a strand of hair, and other things”
“So?”
“When I’m in trouble, I’ll drop clues like that too” She smiled.
“Too bad, if you think I’m gonna coming running to you because you’re in trouble then I’d advice that you master the police emergency hotline if you haven’t done that yet” He replied icily.
“You’ll be surprised” She smiled.
“Let me concentrate on my work” He focused on his tab, and Daphne smiled secretly.
FLASHBACK ENDS**
“Daphne is in danger” He muttered.
Stella was on the phone with someone when she saw Paul rush out of the club. She ended the call and hid behind a car in fear.
“Daphne!”
“Daphne!”
“Daphne!” He called, and Stella cocked her eyebrows up in confusion.
“Why is he screaming like Daphne is missing? What… Did… Did Angelo try…?!” She yelled, and Paul sighted her. He walked briskly to her.
“Where is Daphne?!” He shot.
“Bro?”
“Where on earth is my wife?!” He yelled on top of his lungs in anger, and she flinched in fear.
“I don’t… know” She stuttered, and his eyes widened.
Chapter 41 & 42 : Overcoming the Challenges of Marriage
In a car, Angelo’s watching Stella and Paul as they searched around the place for Daphne.
He already tied her mouth and hands. She tried making sounds but he blessed her face with a slap.
“Be quiet” He warned sternly and tears rolled down her cheek.
“We’ll leave here soon” He said, and his phone rang.
“Hi boss”.
“Yes. The consignment is ready” He said looking at scared Daphne, and she shook her head pleading.
“We’ll arrive there in an hour” He said and the call got disconnected.
“I swear I won’t spare you if I don’t find Daphne” Paul said sternly.
“I’m sorry”.
“How could you leave her with someone you met just a week ago?!” He snapped, and she flinched in fear.
“I’m sorry” Her eyes stung with tears.
Daphne had to get out… Some way… Some how.
“Angelo” She tried to speak.
“What?”
“Come close”
“Why would I do that?”
“I want to tell you something” He pulled the duct tape off her mouth.
“Ouch!!!!” She screamed, and Paul turned immediately to the angle where the sound came from.
“Daphne is here” He ran to the angle where her voice came from.
Stella followed.
“Bitch!” Angelo punched her and she spit out blood.
“Just you watch. My husband is gonna break your bones once he finds you” She said confidently with a smile.
“You bitch!” He made to hit her again and there was a knock on the window. They turned and Daphne smiled when she saw Paul.
Paul, Stella and Daphne just arrived. It’s already 5 AM in the morning. Stella kept on apologizing behind them.
Paul and Daphne made to go inside their room when Stella held Paul’s hand.
“I’m sorry bro. I didn’t know Angelo was such a jerk” She apologized.
“Go to your room” He said and she slowly let go of his hand. She looked at Daphne with a sad face before walking away.
Paul looked at Daphne and went into the room.
Paul is treating his bruises. Daphne offered to help but he didn’t answer.
“Paul let me help with that” She said calmly, and he scoffed before looking at her.
“Do I look handicapped?” He almost snapped.
“I’m so-
“Keep that apology to yourself” He closed the first-aid box.
“Believe me Paul. I’m sorry”.
He let out a dry chuckle and looked at her.
“Sorry? Do you even know the meaning of sorry? Why say things you don’t mean?” He cocked his eyebrows up at her.
“I mean it Paul…” She tried moving closer to him, and he threw her a deadly glare. Her throats immediately went dry.
“You mean it? Like seriously? Daphne?” He let out a scoff.
“If you had any regard for me as your husband then you won’t have gone partying after I flatly disagreed to it” He added.
“I’m sorry” Her voice broke at the edge.
“Whatever” He looked away, and she got up.
She made to open the bathroom’s door. “You didn’t get hurt anywhere, did you?” He said and she turned.
“What?” She muttered, and he got up. He walked over to him and he effortlessly carried her in his arms. He placed her on the bed.
“You shouldn’t have tried to protect me” He said blowing the cut on her arm some air.
“Aren’t you mad at me?” She muttered, and he went to get the first-aid kit. He knelt in front of her.
“Ouch” She winced as he applied ointment on the cut.
“Sorry” He muttered.
“Are you still mad at me?” She asked worriedly and he looked at her.
“How can I get mad at my princess?” He smiled, and her lips stretched into a smile at the pet name.
“But you gave me cold shoulders”
“Yeah I’m mad at you for disobeying my order” He said.
“I’m sorry” She smiled.
“The thought of that jerk creeps me out” He hissed, and she smiled.
FLASHBACK STARTS**
There was a knock on the window. They turned and Daphne smiled seeing Paul.
“Come out” Paul rested on the car with his arms folded on his chest.
“F**k” Angelo groaned out in frustration.
“My hubby wants to have a conversation with you” Daphne smiled.
Angelo went to the driver’s seat and made to drive away. He tried to move the car but something was weird. He sensed it. His tyres have been deflated.
Paul threw something on the ground. It was a nail.
“Oops” He pouted looking at Angelo, and he came out of the car in rage.
Before Paul could say a word, Angelo gave him three tight punches back to back.
“Paul!” Daphne screamed in horror.
“Bro!” Stella screamed arriving the scene. She quickly ran to Daphne and untied her.
Paul chuckled wiping off the blood on his lips.
Angelo brought out a knife from his pocket. Daphne’s eye widened in fear.
“Come pierce me. I dare you” Paul dared him like he had an extra life somewhere.
Angelo made to stab him, Daphne closed her eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Paul gave him a flying kick and the knife fell from his hand.
“Let’s fight with our hands then” Angelo smirked and Paul folded up his PJs sleeves.
“I’m inclined to that decision” He smirked.
Paul gave him a punch and he retaliated immediately. He made to hit him again and Paul grabbed his hand and twisted it backwards. He pushed Paul backwards with his leg and Paul fell on the ground. He picked up the knife and almost stabbed him.
“No!” Daphne ran to them and held Angelo’s arm and then the knife cut her arm. Stella eyes stung with tears at the sight. She dialled a number- She’s calling the cops.
Paul got up seeing Daphne’s arm.
“I was gonna spare you but I can’t do that after seeing my wife’s blood” Paul grabbed his neck tightly.
“You jerk” Paul gave him a punch, and he spit out blood smirking.
“Psycho!” He gave him another punch, and Angelo raised his knife up to stab him when Stella hit him with a rod on his head.
Paul hit him in the groin and he went on his knees immediately.
The cops arrived and took him away.
FLASHBACK ENDS**
“All done” He closed the first aid kit.
She smiled. “Thanks”
“Mention” He chuckled, and she burst out in laughter.
“I’ll go take a shower” He said, and she got up.
“I want to have a shower too”
“I’ll be out in five” He assured and turned.
“I don’t want that. I wanna have a shower with you. Let’s save water” She said.
“Huh?” He chuckled.
“Thank you” She grinned.
“You’ll take responsibility for whatever happens in there” He warned with a smirk.
“I know” She pecked his cheek, and ran into the bathroom.
“Gosh” He bit his lips before entering the bathroom.