Alexis entangles with people, fearless and courageous she takes on life . Not knowing what life has in store for her being an abandoned child, will she survive with her instincts or luck.
Alexis entangles with people, fearless and courageous she takes on life . Not knowing what life has in store for her being an abandoned child, will she survive with her instincts or luck.
Sounds of crying can be heard from inside the room, With mixed feelings Max get up from the chair to go tend to the baby in the room that just started crying. Could her life get any worse, her parents just disowned her, leaving her to tend for herself, she decides to stay with her grandmother who also dies on the day she gives birth. "What in the world is wrong with that child" muttered Max as she walks into the room, she looks her daughter who is wailing on the bed, she begins to remember how her life got this messed up in less than a year.
**Flashback.**
*January 1998*
With unending smiles as both Cain and Max are seen walking together out of the house,it wasn't their first and surely wasn't going to be their last.
Meet Cain and Max , Cain a graduating student of engineering and Max a young girl in her prime.
It's a beautiful evening with the sunsetting in the early month of January, Max is on her way back from classes when suddenly she gets hit by a football being play across the street.
"Hey watch the direction you are kicking your ball to," came a calm voice from the young girl who had just been hit by the ball across the street,Cain rushes over to get the ball when he meet the young girl hit by it , stunned by her beauty he throws the ball back to his teammates and takes am excuse to leave the match.
"Wow!" was the first word that came out of his mouth as he approached her, could he be mistaken it looked like her, no! it is her he said to himself. "Please excuse me," she slowed down a bit to see the stranger that approached her, "yes how may I help you," she answers Cain mustered the courage to talk as he replied, "sorry on behalf of the team, that our football hit you it wasn't intentional." "That's not a problem," she replied about to take her leave when he starts to pick a conversation. "Where are you headed to maybe I could escort you a bit, who knows it could be my direction." "Oh trying to be a gentleman I see well headed to Brock's lane if you don't mind." "Sure after you. By the way am Cain and you are" 'as he extends a handshake' "Maxwella but you can call me Max and I'll be on my way now, I need no knight in shining armor." "If you say so then but maybe next time I'll be that knight in shining armor bye for now ."
Max takes her leave headed for home. She begins to day dream about Cain his hair as dark as the moonless night, such smoothness from the way he talked,his eyes were brown how she wished he escorts her home, his body had hairs all over like a foreigner , she couldn't help but to take a look at his walking step, he walked like a knight truly, those masculine fitness could be put into some good use.
Cain wandering to himself could this day get any better he just hoped to meet her again,her eyes like a princess only seen on TV, her lips were red and wet, to add it all up, she had a shape for princesses.
"Can't wait to see you again." He tells himself as he walks back to his teammates,
"Hey , where you leave to," "just had a walk I guess, am done for the day see you guy's later."
"I certainly hope she comes around again."
Meanwhile, "what is keeping her so long outside she should be back from class by now, Ojo ," came a loud voice from inside the house, "go check what's keeping your sister outside for so long," "ok ma." replied Ojo.
Just as he was about to open the gate came Max, "oh I was just on my way to call you, mum needs your services in the house," "and what have you been doing young man," she answers him, "well, I've been doing a lot actually, namely, sleeping, eating, sleeping," "you must be joking." as she pursues him in to the house, "you can't catch me brags Ojo as he speeds in to his room and locks the door."
Max lives in a bungalow with her parents and her younger brother her mum a school teacher and her dad a business man into real estate. Currently she is enrolled in a computer training course, before she gains admission in to the university.
"Is she now home asks her mother."
Meet Mrs Williams Max's mom bearing the same resemblance to Max' just a bit older, standing at a height of 5'17" , with a brown skin to match as her short brown hair makes her beauty to be radiant , her red lips and big brown eyes to match her hour glass shape , she truly is a beauty queen.
"Please come help me set the table" called Mrs Williams to the children, "your dad would be home soon , so please get ready."
Cain just arrived home, and it's getting late "I'll had better go look for something to eat " he said to him self as he walked in to the shower to take a bath.
**Some minutes later.
"Let's see what we have here, ok then I'll just get the eggs from across the street," he quickly Changed in to something light and headed out to get some eggs and vegetables.
**Max's home'
"Max go get the door I think your dad is back, "came a voice from inside the room, "ok mom" replied Max,
She quickly rushes to get to the person at the door , as she opens it it's her dad, she welcomes him in as she takes his bag from him, "who is at my door" came the voice again as Max replied' "your husband is back"
"Please Max when you keep the bag I need you to go get me some vegetables from the vegetable store across the street, and please hurry up." Said Max's dad.
"Ok dad," replies Max.
"Dad am done, so what do you need," "some carrots and potatoes, that's all." "Ok then I'll be on my way," says Max as she takes her leave, soon she gets to the store and tries to hurry up in buying the items she needs.
Cain is almost done buying what he needs as he begins to walk to the counter, as he gets there the cashier starts to check his items when Max joins him.
"Wow so we meet again," says Cain as Max drops her items on the counter, "add these also to my bill" says Cain to the cashier, when Max stops him saying she can pay for her self, "well it's fine by me if you say so," replied Cain, "thanks for the kind gesture" said Max .
The cashier is done attending to both of them as they walk out of the store together with Cain holding out the door, "if you don't mind I would love to walk you home," said Cain, "fine but just this once," replied Max. As they both begin walking in the same direction into the night.
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My wealthy husband, Nathaniel, stormed in, demanding a divorce to be with his "dying" first love, Julia. He expected tears, pleas, even hysteria. Instead, I calmly reached for a pen, ready to sign away our life for a fortune. For two years, I played the devoted wife in our sterile penthouse. That night, Nathaniel shattered the facade, tossing divorce papers. "Julia's back," he stated, "she needs me." He expected me to crumble. But my calm "Okay" shocked him. I coolly demanded his penthouse, shares, and a doubled stipend, letting him believe I was a greedy gold digger. He watched, disgusted, convinced I was a monster. He couldn't fathom my indifference or ruthless demands. He saw avarice, not a carefully constructed facade. His betrayal had awakened something far more dangerous. The second the door closed, the dutiful wife vanished. I retrieved a burner phone and a Glock, ready to expose the elaborate lie he and Julia had built.
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