LUST LOVE: Slave To The Billionaire CEO

Never in Smiles’s life would she have thought that this would happen to her. She’s done absolutely nothing to deserve this.

“Is loving you a crime? I believed in you Keane, I gave you my all, but you hurt me” Smiles cries, she couldn’t bring herself to accept she lost to Lisa.

It wasn’t a competition before, so she thought until she was left in a corner.

She arrived at the mansion, hurried to her room, and her things out. There was no need to drive Derrick’s car, they might easily locate her.

She rolls her bag to the roadside, waiting for the taxi to stop.

Smiles saw Keane approaching the car, she didn’t want to talk to him, but the taxis seemed to be avoiding her.

It was frustrating, she couldn’t stand and wait in the taxi so she turned and left, pulling her back behind.

Her white puffy dress was long removed. She was dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a green T-shirt.

“Smiles, please let me explain” She heard Keane beg but she didn’t stop. There is no way she will, not after all he’s done.

“Please, hear me out!” Keane grabbed her wrist, to stop her.

Smiles was too angry to control herself, out of instinct, she slapped him even before she could process things.

But she didn’t feel pity, she wished she could slap him more, to vent her pain and anger and jealousy on him.

“I know you are mad, I did wrong, big time… but please hear me out, I beg of you”Keane pleads. It’s the first time to ever begged someone, but it’s too bad he is begging at the wrong time.

“What do you take me for? A fool or some waste bag you can use and throw at any time?” Smiles take a deep breath,” I don’t want to talk to you, never. And I regret ever loving you, I regret ever thinking I could make your mind, I regret ever believing in love and allowing myself to be grown in your facades” Smiles cries, it was hard for her.

“For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was dad, for you I could pretend that I was strong when I was hurt. I wish love was as perfect as love itself, I wish all my weaknesses could be hidden. “Smiles wipes away her tears, ” But it’s so bad I grew a flower that can’t bloom in a dream that can’t come true”

With that, she entered the taxi and left.

Keane was stuck, frozen to his steps. He has always thought the hardest and heartbreaking feeling was when she left the first time but this, this is way more than he could ever imagine.

Her words are like spears, piercing through his heart. She was telling him it was over, he didn’t want that.

There’s nothing he wants in this life more than the way he wants her. Realizing she was gone, he hurriedly chased after her but was unable to reach her.

Smiles got to the airport, she tried boarding a flight ASAP but the only flight available at the moment was the flight to LA.

She had no time to think, all she knows is she needed to get out of New York as soon as possible. It doesn’t matter how she does it.

Her money wasn’t that much but it is enough to get her off this shit.

The flight attendant lady ushered her to her seat.

As if time flies without counting, Smiles sees herself in the airport in LA, not knowing where to go.

She drags her bag behind heading to nowhere, all she knows is she is living.

Abruptly, she stops holding onto her head. Her head spins, no, not her head. Everything around her was spinning.

She yelped in pain at the sharp pain coming from her abdomen, her hands flew to her stomach, and she scrunched down crying.

Everything stopped the pain, her throbbing head. It was as if nothing happened, like she was just imagining things.

She attempts to stand up only to let out a piercing scream. She felt something hot licking down her thigh.

The fright on her face was inevitable as she looked down at her dress only to see her pants stained with blood.

Scared, she screams, falling down on the street. “Someone, please help” she called out, begging for anyone to help.

She could feel herself losing consciousness, she didn’t want to sleep so soon. Not while her baby wasn’t fine.

She didn’t know when she lost consciousness and only woke up in a hospital bed.

Surprised, she looked around and there was no one. The door pushes open and the doctor walks in.

“You are awake!” He said checking on her pulse rate.

“How are my babies?” Smiles asked as soon as she found her voice.

The doctor smiles, “you don’t have to worry, your baby is doing fine” he said.

Smiles breathes out in relief, she can’t afford to lose her baby after losing her father.

“But you have to be extra careful. You look so pale and stressed to the point your babies couldn’t cope, luckily there are fighters” the doctor warns.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I am sorry” Smiles apologize.

“You shouldn’t apologize to me, say that to your babies you were about murdering.” The doctor said and wrote something down.”I will write down the foods that are best for you at this stage. Also, you have to start your maternity training as soon as possible” With that, he left.

Tears streamed down Smiles’s cheeks,” I’m sorry babies, mama promised to be extra careful from now on”She apologized, rubbing on her tummy.

“Mama promises to always prioritize you two above everything and everyone. I love you, so much” she cries.

It’s funny how things have turned out, she thought she had it all. She thought things were finally taking a better turn only for her to be left in the middle of the ocean with no paddle to swim her way to the dry land.

The door pushes open, and Smiles quickly wipes away her tears.

She can’t let anyone see her cry, never. She’s long past that stage, there is no need to show weakness to people ’cause they turn to use it against her.

She was expecting to see the doctor but to her surprise, it wasn’t him.

It was a lady in her mid-forties. Smiles frown, it was strange to see her yet there was something about the lady she couldn’t brush off.

She looks just like her, “is life trying to show me how I will look when I grow older?” Smiles thought, staring at the lady before her.

The lady had amber-blue eyes, well well-shaped nose and there perfect jawline. Her cherry brown hair was exactly like hers, the texture and everything. Just hers was at shoulder length.

“Smiles!” She heard the lady call out to her, the frown on her forehead intensifying.

“Have we met?” Smiles asked, eyes staring at her carefully taking her appearance into consideration.

“She can’t be my mom, right?” She murmured to herself, knowing her mom was long gone when she gave birth to her.