Chapter 4

The sunlight across the ivory sheet like honey, delicate and golden, warming the chilled air of the Blackwood's mansion.

Franklin stirred beneath the duvet, shifting until his arms found her–Yulia.

His peace.

His everything.

His prize.

Franklin snuggled his arms around her waist, her hands coiled his neck. Both enjoying each other's warmth.

It was a dream come true to wake up beside her. No more risky morning calls, no more meetings in hotels.

Thalia is gone for good, out of their lives.

"Good morning, Mrs Blackwood." He whispered into her ears.

They got married secretly two years ago, had their honeymoon in London and now it's official.

Call it cheating, but Franklin doesn't care. He chased his dream of being with Yulia. It was never his intention to be with Thalia but it happened anyways.

"Morning, Frank" She replied his greeting sweetly, placing a light kiss on his bare chest.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked, their fingers tangled instinctively—habitual and intimate.

His hands dropped to her belly, rested there with reverence, feeling the gentle curve beneath his palm. Not big yet but he could feel his baby growing inside there.

He loves her so much for fulfilling his dream of becoming a father. And her becoming the mother of his children.

"I did, Frank. Having you by my side gives me peace of mind. Not like when you had to stay with that barren." Yulia said with a cold scoff.

"She's gone for good, it's me and you now." He muttered, his lips captured her mouth, kissing her hungrily.

She moaned, pulling him closely to have all of him to herself. His hands cupped her right breast, moulding it. Squeezing her nipples harshly.

"Mmmmm."She moaned again, sweetly in his mouth.

Nothing matters to them at that moment than the pleasure they're giving each other.

His phone rang on the table lamp beside the bed, he didn't hear it at all. The caller ID is boldly written there.

MOM with love emojis.

His mother dialed his number again, worriedly. She saw the pictures Yulia posted last night. She posted a video too of herself kissing Franklin, with caption "We're back together, legally"

Franklin is married to Thalia, how is it legal? It can't be true, her son can't leave Thalia for that witch.

She has always loved Thalia, ever since she came into her son's life—he changed more than she thought he'd.

Franklin stopped partying, drinking. He won't work. He will spend lavishly, he never cared about anything. Her son had always lived a life of a spoilt son, she spoiled him though. He started behaving responsibly, ever since he met Thalia.

Nothing changed even when he met Yulia, he was crazy about her but she never changed him. It was when Thalia came into the picture, she saved him from the bad life he was living.

Delilah didn't stop dialing his number. When he didn't pick her calls, she shook her head.

"I won't watch you go astray again, Frank." She said with the determination to stop him.

"Get the car, I'm visiting my son"She uttered to her driver, she had meetings today. But if canceling everything will help, she doesn't mind.

Franklin pulled out of Yulia and grunted.

"Your phone Frank" She said breathlessly, they just had a morning sex and it was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to her today.

"Mom, called" His brows creased and she sneered.

Yulia knew his mother never liked her from the start, she must've seen the video she posted.

Franklin pulled her closer while he dialed his mother's number again. Her head placed on his chest with a sinister smile playing on her face.

"Delilah, it's too late. Franklin is mine now, not even your words will make him go back."She said under her breath, caressing his bare chest.

Thalia stirred and opened her eyes as slowly as ever,she glanced at the ceiling surveying the room. Her eyes shut and she opened them again.

Where's she?

She was warm, and she could feel the softest sheet against her skin. She blinked in confusion, until her eyes landed on the man standing beside her.

Her eyes moved from his dark hair, to his steel-grey eyes,his face, his trimmed beard, his tailored black shirt clinging to his muscular form.

He looked like a God carved from shadow. He looks so familiar to her.

"....you" she whispered, her throat was so dry.

"You remember me?" His expression softened instantly.

She stared at him, trying to remember his face.

Then she recalled...

Three years ago, before she married Franklin, her bestfriend— Elaina then accused him of rape.

He was arrested and sentenced to jail. But seeing he was innocent. Thalia chose to gather evidence against Elaina. It might not be right but he was so innocent.

He loved her Elaina so much but just to get rid of him, Elaina accused him and he was proven guilty.

But Thalia made sure her Elaina confessed in a recording, and with this evidence. Thalia bailed him from jail.

He appreciated her a lot, and promised to pay her back. Then he left the city instantly.

And when he saw her in the rain last night, he was surprised.

"Do you finally recognise me or..."

"I do, I do.."She breathed out, her voice trembling. He sat beside her on the bed, carefully not to startle her.

Thalia straightened up, he helped her adjust the pillow behind her back.

"What happened to you?"He asked with concern and curiosity. The question he had been curious to ask ever since he brought her to his penthouse.

Thalia bit her lower lip, tears piling up in her eyes.