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A Guide on How to Transfer Your Property Title to a Family Member | Ready to pass down your property to a loved one? 📜 <br /> Follow our expert tips on transferring title efficiently and legally 🏠⚖️<br /> Discover more in our latest blog post ⤵️<br /> #LamacchiaRealty | https://kellydimbat.lamacchiarealty.com/blog/2024/ | 471772253210215 | Kelly Dimbat, Broker Associate, Lamacchia Realty | https://facebook.com/kdsellsma | 845 | 1 | 1,050,095,913,387,112 | 2024-07-27 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Dimbat, Broker Associate, Lamacchia Realty | 6600020213361 | kellydimbat.lamacchiarealty.com | NONE | image | Most people who own property will go through the process of transferring property titles at some point in their lives. There are many reasons why real estate changes hands. It could be that property owners want to help a family member get their foot on the property ladder, or they may be interested | https://kellydimbat.lamacchiarealty.com/blog/2024/07/24/a-guide-on-how-to-transfer-your-property-title-to-a-family-member/ | 2024-07-27 02:09 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453077239_3878623279032638_228594364946542884_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=C2E9-8dHAdQQ7kNvgECcUAH&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&gid=AyHUBfA_Uoed3pR9FzIuBsf&oh=00_AYCFsum8PWAIsOxp2fawhHVz0rNJ7wSftzK7q2iVnW0XWA&oe=66AB6B08 | person_profile | 0 | Kelly Dimbat, Lamacchia RE | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453191345_8422163287807637_5039803381419102004_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x23dofHHZq8Q7kNvgESzTwI&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&gid=AyHUBfA_Uoed3pR9FzIuBsf&oh=00_AYChDikhfSkI6xM8moqZ6EZeKdbLo-PMvZSfhUUxSof6qw&oe=66AB7345 | 0 | 3 | Kelly Dimbat, Broker Associate, Lamacchia Realty | 0 | 0 | 2024-07-27 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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List of Open Houses | House Hunting?<br /> Click Learn More below for a list of upcoming Open Houses in our area.<br /> <br /> Nancy Kelly | Licensed Broker in OR<br /> Call/Text: 503.805.5887 Nancy@NancyKellyHomes.com<br /> <br /> Marissa Kelly | Licensed Broker in OR/WA<br /> Call/Text: 971.322.3645 Marissa@NancyKellyHomes.com<br /> <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2FNancyKellyHomes.com%2F&h=AT2P-ZQEIOpWFZHr5KBYaMJ9_V6StXC-vg0eMoejbQAMWpvtbBjeghBBO2e4pWv5UPlnV6JR1C0XYXNcaAYNx1e6ykT9H49chQkfw_pgDL25dxGAnHAnx4kwQBlB6WeOXO71CyNpCCSlhw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">NancyKellyHomes.com</a><br /> <br /> #openhouses #househunting #Portlandrealestate #Portlandrealtor #realestate #PDXRealEstate #NancyKellyHomes | LEARN_MORE | https://nancykellyhomes.com/open-houses | 1444399592519830 | Nancy Kelly Homes | https://facebook.com/NancyKellyHomes | 766 | 1 | 1,233,147,594,783,772 | 2024-07-25 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Nancy Kelly Homes | 120210634131410781 | nancykellyhomes.com/open-houses | NONE | image | Active Listings in Your Area | https://nancykellyhomes.com/open-houses | 2024-07-24 11:59 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452568330_1629953281183190_380309794180357918_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZFLiJ5kRr3QQ7kNvgFN7Zwn&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AYADIwjOmgIxnh1boEU4uIWATPBdNddJDklB1nPgzDI70Q&oe=66AB6200 | person_profile | 0 | Nancy Kelly | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452523474_1853938375100574_249825987023400681_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=E_pcq0OIZX0Q7kNvgFZA_Bu&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCPhSPpM__aOKGnQ1pfYzPQtS2aLMPMfrcXFSU17s2TJA&oe=66AB7027 | 0 | 3 | Nancy Kelly Homes | 0 | 0 | 2024-07-24 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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The Family Foundation Solution: Raise Caring Kids | Are you a successful entrepreneur worried about raising entitled kids?<br /> <br /> What if there was a way to avoid entitled trust fund kids, build a family legacy, provide purpose to your family and slash personal tax bills by up to 60%?<br /> <br /> The best part? You could use government money to do all of the above! → <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT0umn_aJqurh0eqLBXDdI09ZNCIwnTrcV1R7rw3kO65jW3Pl27fOSL46XQHYSDd-vm4v9gqWajNHGXi1iLYfalitw6LXA6OI-tBygv11Nev3dxW_GhLnrYdkknwSFevlyM2DJUe6AlFiw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> <br /> <br /> Hey, I’m Tom Kelly. I built a $50 million tech company while raising over $500 million for over 250,000 non-profit organizations. <br /> <br /> I have 3 amazing children and I wanted them to understand the value of money and supporting causes, but I didn’t have an intentional way to do that.<br /> <br /> Of course, I had a typical trust setup, but I wanted to avoid raising trust-fund children who might squander it all.<br /> <br /> Having decades of experience in the non-profit sector, I approached my team, which consists of an army of lawyers, accountants, estate planners, and advisors, to see if there was something I could do as an entrepreneur that would give meaning to my wife, educate my children on money, support charitable causes, build generational wealth and legacy, and reduce our tax liability … <br /> <br /> And after years of planning, we discovered what I now call the “Functional Family Foundation” - a tool that the ultra-wealthy have used for generations to build a legacy while caring for their families and worthwhile causes.<br /> <br /> And we even figured out a way to slash personal taxes by up to 60% and use government money to fund the foundation.<br /> <br /> If raising caring children and building generational wealth and legacy are important to you, I invite you to watch a short video I created explaining this in more detail. If it resonates with you, we can schedule a call to see if and how this can work for you.<br /> <br /> Click here to learn more and schedule a call - <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT1fYSp3TYD614iUPZ8Eiz7hqm6VeeDAB6ZvJPZdXgWc3RoWXXXr-_sC4Yqe8MfXAfONZYkC4rjbQkgGLtTQwayVGsacKQyMVuP-miCmaSPj5K8E_aGh2HmzQGwF7ruJgFetDrRSJu_VTA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> | LEARN_MORE | https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply | 108060034959016 | Tom Kelly | https://facebook.com/realtomkelly | 14 | 1 | 353,191,831,160,520 | 2024-07-27 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Tom Kelly | 120209702622090620 | go.realtomkelly.com | NONE | image | Best of all, this system works DESPITE capital gains challenges and legislation changes, AND all without putting dead-end trusts in place, turning your kids into trust fund brats, or giving away all your money without any oversight. | https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply | 2024-07-22 16:03 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452267985_1107175354216148_1704173485796390710_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x72sJdI0FS4Q7kNvgH_-FXp&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AYB_EIon1Sc4MJneu3-mirT2w2s1Zb4l4K_ODrjygw-34A&oe=66AB6656 | person_profile | 0 | Tom Kelly | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452117912_1171310667253162_4726770086035217157_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YBBuxFKZeYkQ7kNvgHA7yAl&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBUQXoJh7Sevx6LtK_3CLkBYATplo4mtYu8cv1O1ddunQ&oe=66AB4BCA | 0 | 3 | Tom Kelly | 0 | 0 | 2024-07-22 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-07-27 19:12 | active | 1179 | 0 | 1402574727800263 | American Dream TV With Kelli Grant - The Highwayman Show | 🎤Get Your Backstage Pass and join me as I take you behind the scenes at the iconic Celebrity Theatre. This legendary venue, steeped in history, has hosted countless renowned artists and remains a dream stage for many. 🌟<br /> <br /> I'm thrilled to share my first segment of "The American Dream" featuring Celebrity Theatre in Phoenix, Arizona and 2 artists singing the legendary music of Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, and Kris Kristofferson in the Highwayman Show! 🎶<br /> <br /> I want to extend my deepest gratitude to everyone who contributed to making this segment possible and who has supported me on this journey. Thank you to the incredible team behind the show and to all the amazing people who helped me along the way. Your dedication and hard work mean the world to me.<br /> <br /> I can't thank @claytonlindley enough for your guidance and making me feel so comfortable filming my 1st segment! You helped make it fun and such a great experience!!<br /> <br /> Be sure to tune in for more next time on The American Dream!<br /> <br /> Like, Share, and Follow Kelli Grant Group for more!<br /> <br /> @theamericandreamtv @thecelebrityphx @thehighwaymanshow @tony_suraci @makaylaphillipsmusic @ftfsocial<br /> <br /> #AmericanDreamTV #CelebrityTheatre #HighwaymanShow #BehindTheScenes #PhoenixAZ #KelliGrantGroup #ScottsdaleQuarter #ViewingParty #VIPInvite #PromoReel #FullSegment #adtv #realestate #PhoenixHistory #TheHighwaymanShow #HistoricLandmarks #MusicLegends #TVHost #theamericandream | 174067985960893 | Kelli Grant Group Arizona Homes and Lifestyle | https://facebook.com/KelliGrantRealty | 1,142 | 4 | 496,679,406,184,006 | 2024-07-27 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | Kelli Grant Group Arizona Homes and Lifestyle | 120213601243170288 | NONE | video | 2024-07-26 14:49 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452916953_407232209027376_3253682524355240231_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WvMj-VJkgk4Q7kNvgEMlTgh&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYB82FP-0AqZa1Ms8RPUTCIjq2X3jRgrQPAovEop7Vjj9Q&oe=66AB7135 | person_profile | 0 | Kelli Grant Scottsdale Realtor | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/453089662_1514362362799320_3430798121346604686_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CcTu2_hCmwgQ7kNvgHIzwL_&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCMjFXGcM9Jcd6Y0bCRdOsTBCJaxdYbdoRQOokzC5ivzA&oe=66AB67A4 | 0 | 3 | Kelli Grant Group Arizona Homes and Lifestyle | 0 | 0 | 2024-07-26 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The Family Foundation Solution: Raise Caring Kids | Are you a successful entrepreneur worried about raising entitled kids?<br /> <br /> What if there was a way to avoid entitled trust fund kids, build a family legacy, provide purpose to your family and slash personal tax bills by up to 60%?<br /> <br /> The best part? You could use government money to do all of the above! → <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT34HH2-tuKxuljpveMLPA41qhkuiNTaBbGsRmTAcIv8hk0H9dfzU_Q0qzt3n1koGKJZT9ignKZAuROQ3n2d74ifpL5YCt6RHYl-CCP_Gc90fQf4dRzVnzAVAyl8odiT0hM6dkt79_H8FA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> <br /> <br /> Hey, I’m Tom Kelly. I built a $50 million tech company while raising over $500 million for over 250,000 non-profit organizations. <br /> <br /> I have 3 amazing children and I wanted them to understand the value of money and supporting causes, but I didn’t have an intentional way to do that.<br /> <br /> Of course, I had a typical trust setup, but I wanted to avoid raising trust-fund children who might squander it all.<br /> <br /> Having decades of experience in the non-profit sector, I approached my team, which consists of an army of lawyers, accountants, estate planners, and advisors, to see if there was something I could do as an entrepreneur that would give meaning to my wife, educate my children on money, support charitable causes, build generational wealth and legacy, and reduce our tax liability … <br /> <br /> And after years of planning, we discovered what I now call the “Functional Family Foundation” - a tool that the ultra-wealthy have used for generations to build a legacy while caring for their families and worthwhile causes.<br /> <br /> And we even figured out a way to slash personal taxes by up to 60% and use government money to fund the foundation.<br /> <br /> If raising caring children and building generational wealth and legacy are important to you, I invite you to watch a short video I created explaining this in more detail. If it resonates with you, we can schedule a call to see if and how this can work for you.<br /> <br /> Click here to learn more and schedule a call - <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT213jwQZLfGwpAkYk0vaeCspJObBEaWK0Rt6828BJdMoRJa4ycWh5WTrT56M-rpylvueb8am4jHVinRG0k_yjLRlNxO2ci9JSARCH0GuGKjLm9Q5Z4JwrK1XpikfAgqx3b7OiYdSNubkA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> | LEARN_MORE | https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply | 108060034959016 | Tom Kelly | https://facebook.com/realtomkelly | 14 | 1 | 853,526,172,970,882 | 2024-07-27 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Tom Kelly | 120209702621910620 | go.realtomkelly.com | NONE | image | Best of all, this system works DESPITE capital gains challenges and legislation changes, AND all without putting dead-end trusts in place, turning your kids into trust fund brats, or giving away all your money without any oversight. | https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply | 2024-07-22 16:03 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452291536_1515907045669416_3731406413820615173_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=83G2hJXoj2cQ7kNvgF0d0BJ&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCq5AA39JZOc7vFXd9egSFt_zniHQ1E1ftY6anhmFjM6A&oe=66AB739E | person_profile | 0 | Tom Kelly | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452559105_454720017460376_5356955106305557152_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YkkqzXFUevkQ7kNvgEoo6Vh&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&oh=00_AYB0mftO5afcAc7WYJGewuLUQUkfkYfaBa5whBKPdKjOpQ&oe=66AB6C18 | 0 | 3 | Tom Kelly | 0 | 0 | 2024-07-22 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-07-27 19:12 | active | 1179 | 0 | 461492390177533 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | “He tried to take our baby because you took the wife he wanted,” she stressed. “Why aren’t you upset?”<br /> “I am.” The words snapped like a flag in a stiff breeze, but he didn’t look or sound upset. <br /> “But you don’t have to worry about him ever again. The police have taken him for further questioning. The hospital is pressing charges for interfering with the baby tags and I will make a formal complaint when we get back to Naples for the death threats. He will be too tied up in legal proceedings to bother us and certainly won’t have a place in our lives or any sort of position in the corporation. We’ll put all of this behind us very quickly.”<br /> She stared at him, stupefied at how easily he thought this could be shaken off like dirt from a rug. <br /> “I’m not going back to Naples with you,” she said firmly.<br /> ————————<br /> Octavia had lived in fear all her life that she would suffer as her mother had, losing babies before she could deliver them. For good reason, apparently. This was not the idealistic, natural process the books promised. This was torture. The baby was coming a month too early, and the pain was terrifying. Something was wrong. She knew it.<br /> “Where is the ambulance?” she cried as the pain throttled back enough that she could catch her breath and speak. “The clinic said to call one as soon as I went into labor. Did you do it?”<br /> “You’re being hysterical. These things take hours. You know that,” Her husband’s cousin Primo muttered.<br /> He had said he would, but she would bet her life that he hadn’t.<br /> “Give me the phone,” she demanded, holding out her hand. Why was he even here? Why wasn’t her husband?<br /> Her pains were coming on top of themselves. She had to wrap her arm across her swollen middle, fearful her skin would split under the stress.<br /> “Please, Primo. I’m begging you. Take me to the hospital.”<br /> “You’re an embarrassment to our family name,” he said, sneering at her rumpled, sweaty form and tear-streaked face. “Where is all this pride in duty you once told me you had? Show some dignity.”<br /> His cruel words, delivered by a cruel man whom she hated with all her being, still had the power to wound. Because Alessandro had left her to this. Each time Primo verbally flayed her, she felt it as an uncaring swipe from Alessandro, like batting a fly. She had been his toy, perhaps, because he’d seemed so taken with her in those early days, but now she was nothing to him. Utterly forgotten. His indifference was a body blow every time she confronted it.<br /> As anguished and defeated as that made her feel, she wasn’t about to give birth on her bed, risking her baby’s life and her own. Inching to the edge of the mattress, she braced herself on the night table, begging her knees to hold her. She’d crawl out of this room if she had to. Primo might wish her dead, but she wasn’t going quietly.<br /> “Is that blood?” Primo demanded sharply. His hawk-like gaze swooped from her tense face to the spotted blanket and back. His complexion grayed.<br /> As she looked at the small mark, what little body heat remained in her drained from her face and chest and limbs. This was it, then. Like her mother, she was doomed to lose her baby. If she survived, this would happen again and again as she tried to live up to her side of the marital contract. Why, oh, why had she thought going through with an arranged marriage would finally earn her some respect from her father? Why had she let herself begin to care for her husband, hoping to earn his affection?<br /> Why had she opened her heart and taken this unborn infant deep inside it, believing that finally there would be a human on this earth who loved her back?<br /> No one was ever going to love her. She was the only person she could rely on. It was time to face that.<br /> With a sob, she staggered across to where he’d left her phone on the windowsill and snatched it up. Bowing her head against the wall, silently praying, she dialed the number for emergency services and told them to send an ambulance.<br /> <br /> Alessandro Ferrante saw his wife was calling and his pulse tripped. He immediately tamped down on the involuntary reaction, ruthlessly regaining control over himself and annoyed that he let her catch him so easily, even when she was on the other side of the continent.<br /> But some measure of surprise was legitimate. She never called him anymore.<br /> Which he was trying not to let bother him.<br /> “Cara,” he answered, ears straining for clues as to why she was calling now. It was late in London, even later here in Naples, but apparently they were both still up. Perhaps the baby was kicking. She had said a few times that she had trouble sleeping through that. It had made him feel the distance between them quite keenly...<br /> He ignored the stab of something that might have been regret. The separation was necessary. He wouldn’t give in to weak yearnings and wind up putting her in danger. That would be irresponsible.<br /> “Sono io,” Primo said into his ear. It’s me.<br /> Not Octavia then. Disappointment fell through him before he could deflect it. He habitually fought extreme degrees of emotion, never allowing them to rule his actions, but this marriage was becoming so very much not a marriage and it was beginning to frustrate him. It had started with such promise. They had had a remarkable compatibility, particularly in bed, but it had disintegrated into something he didn’t know what to do with anymore.<br /> Not for the first time, he questioned his decision to leave her in London, but all the facts remained the same: she was pregnant and at risk. Her mother had a history of losing babies. His mother’s house in London was in the same city as a world-class specialist clinic, one that had been monitoring her closely. She was also safe from the threats here in Naples. His refusal to bring her home was absolutely the best thing for her and their unborn child.<br /> His wife had taken to avoiding his calls, however. His cousin made all her reports, which was an intrusion Alessandro didn’t appreciate. Why was Primo even still at his mother’s house? How long did it take to get an apartment painted these days?<br /> “Si?” Alessandro prompted his cousin now, tone sharpening with dismay.<br /> “She’s gone into labor,” Primo said bluntly.<br /> Alessandro sat up, arteries stinging with an immediate shot of adrenaline, the desk full of work before him forgotten. This was too early. Almost a month before her due date. He had planned to fly out next week. He reached for his tablet, already tapping out a message to his driver and pilot.<br /> “It all happened very quickly or I would have called you sooner,” Primo continued. “The ambulance was delayed and—well, there have been complications.”<br /> Silence followed.<br /> Alessandro waited.<br /> A knife of dread went through him, impossible to dodge. Primo liked to frame things in as much drama as possible. Sandro had talked to him about it more than once, told him that it only exacerbated situations, but Primo loved to grab and hold attention.<br /> This wasn’t the time.<br /> Unless Primo was truly reluctant to deliver bad news.<br /> Alessandro could hear the ticking of the clock that had been in his family for generations—tick, tick, tick. Like a bomb. He couldn’t breathe. He was paralyzed, completely devoid of feeling and his mind was empty as he held off what he feared would be a repeat of another moment when tragedy unfolded. When tires screeched and—<br /> “Yes?” he prompted, throat raspy and thick.<br /> “They had to take her to the nearest hospital, not the one where she was scheduled to deliver. It’s inundated with a bus crash, but they’re taking her for surgery right now.”<br /> His nerves exploded with a rush of urgency, barely rational.<br /> “Which hospital?” Alessandro demanded, fighting a ferocious grip of emotion that wanted to overstep reason and break down doors and walls and laws of man and nature to reach London. He grappled to stay calm, forcing himself to speak clearly even as his mind and heart raced. “I’m leaving now. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”<br /> --- <br /> Score one for state-run hospitals, was Octavia’s first clear thought as her muddled brain came back from the anesthetic and worked out that Primo had no access to her son.<br /> More important, parents only in the nursery. Primo can’t.<br /> The baby Wendy offered her was clearly distressed and famished. <br /> Goodness both babies had a pair of lungs. As Wendy placed her son in her arms, his warm weight filled Octavia with a rush of protective emotions. He was wiggly and endearing, very handsome with a shadow of silky black hair showing from beneath his little blue-and-white-striped cap. His eyelashes and eyebrows were so faint they were barely there, his nose a button, his disgruntled expression almost laughable.<br /> But...<br /> A strange chill went through her.<br /> “That’s what we’ve been calling them. Mr. January and Mr. February,” Wendy chattered on. “Since they were born barely an hour apart, but in different months. Do you have a name picked out? Let him find your papilla,” she prompted.<br /> “I was waiting for my husband to finalize his name,” Octavia replied in a murmur, but broke off as the baby’s arm waved and his little face rooted against the swell of her chest. He was adorable, so cute in his determination. He rather stole her heart in a way, but drawing him to her chest felt wrong.<br /> Oh, dear God, was this what had happened to her mother? She’d finally birthed Octavia, a live baby, and had wanted to meet the basic needs of her daughter, but failed to feel a wash of true, maternal love?<br /> Octavia’s world crashed in on itself. She was such a failure. An utter failure. First as a child, then as a wife. Now as a mother. No wonder no one loved her. She was incapable of feeling the emotion herself.<br /> Tears rushed up to cling to her lashes. She blinked hard. One fell onto the scrunched-up face of the infant. She wiped it away, trying to find something in his tiny features that would provoke that feeling she had had during her pregnancy. The one that had told her this baby was connected to her. Indelibly.<br /> But it didn’t come.<br /> This was wrong. The boy grew more frantic, his high-pitched cries breaking her heart, but there was nothing of herself in him. Nothing familiar. He looked wrong. Not bad or repulsive or ill or damaged. Just...wrong.<br /> He arched his little back and let out demanding, furious squawks.<br /> “The first time is always awkward,” Wendy assured her, reaching to assist. “You’re not the first to cry. Just let him—”<br /> “No,” Octavia said, asserting herself with more strength than she had realized she possessed, but this was the oddest sensation she’d ever felt. She wanted to help this baby. He was obviously hungry and distraught and so helpless. She wanted to feed him, but the words just came out. “This isn’t my baby.”<br /> --- <br /> “Octavia?” Alessandro moved forward and the nurse standing in front of her stepped aside, an uneasy look on her face.<br /> The anticipation rising in him skewed to concern. His wife looked...breakable. Wan. As if she was barely holding herself together. Her eyes, dark as the petals of black pansies, were pools of fraught distress. Her luscious mouth, the lips he loved to devour, were pinched in torment. The roundness in her face and undressed shoulder took him by surprise. Her weight gain through the pregnancy hadn’t been tremendous, but he hadn’t seen her often enough to be used to it. It made her seem that much softer. Vulnerable.<br /> And so feminine, still so beautiful and womanly with her hair loose and her face clean of makeup that his libido responded. How? How could he not go five seconds in her presence without experiencing a rush of heat to his groin and a lurch of possessiveness in his gut? It was maddening to have such a primeval reaction and not be able to control it.<br /> For the merest hint of a second, as their gazes locked, he saw a flash of...something. The thing he saw when she woke beside him. The smile that began to glimmer before it reached her lips.<br /> Then it was gone.<br /> She adjusted her hospital gown self-consciously and shifted the baby up to her shoulder, rocking with agitation in the gliding chair, trying anxiously to soothe the baby who sounded positively desolate.<br /> “Alessandro.” She kept her lashes lowered.<br /> Not caro. Not even Sandro. He tried to recall the last time she’d greeted him in a way that sounded the least bit welcoming or friendly.<br /> When had she last really looked at him? Met his gaze for longer than a millisecond?<br /> But if he had a moment of regret that leaving her in London had impacted their marriage, his sense of duty smothered it. Every decision he made was for the sake of the Ferrante family. He had shunned marrying for love quite deliberately. His wife was an asset, a strength, not a weakness.<br /> Still, her rebuff grated after his difficult journey to reach her.<br /> The nurse gave him a pleading, I don’t know what to do look, putting him further on edge. He loathed emotional chaos and had been drowning in it since Primo’s call. Why the heck wasn’t anyone taking things in hand here?<br /> “Is there a problem?” he asked, taking control himself.<br /> “Your wife wants to use a bottle, but you don’t want to introduce one this early,” the nurse insisted to Octavia. “It causes papilla confusion. He might not take to the chest after.”<br /> “You don’t want to feed him yourself?” Alessandro was genuinely shocked. He and Octavia hadn’t talked about how she would feed the baby and women had a choice about these things, he supposed. He wasn’t sure why he took her decision like a slap, but coming on the heels of her cool greeting, he had never felt so summarily rejected in his life.<br /> “Look at him,” she said with a tremble in her voice, and showed him the baby.<br /> The infant was red-faced and frantic, abrading Alessandro’s nerves with his cries. Just feed him, he thought, unable to fathom why she couldn’t see that’s what the baby wanted.<br /> “And look at that one.” She pointed to the incubator on the other side of the room. It was clearly labeled Kelly.<br /> Alessandro looked from the incubator back to his wife. Then to the fussing infant she held. Then to the nurse. Then back to the incubator.<br /> He was not a stupid man, but he didn’t understand. And it made him uneasy that he didn’t understand. It was too foreign an experience.<br /> “The tags are in order, Mr. Ferrante,” Wendy assured him. “We follow very tight protocols. When the head nurse gets back, she’ll explain. This is your baby.” She pointed to the one that Octavia held.<br /> “Look at that one,” Octavia demanded vehemently enough that Alessandro was impelled across to view the other infant inside the dome.<br /> The boy was on his side, undressed but for a diaper, limbs moving in slow flails. He looked forsaken, bawling alone in there, catching at Sandro’s heart. He had the urge to pick him up and try to soothe him. This boy was literally crying out for human touch, but that would have to come from parents with the last name of Kelly. Obviously.<br /> Nevertheless, he found himself unable to lift his gaze, locking on to the few wisps of black hair that poked from beneath the baby’s green-and-white-striped cap. Something in the fine silkiness made Sandro think of the delicate strands at Octavia’s temple and the back of her neck, but the tag on this baby’s ankle read Kelly.<br /> Exhaustion was catching up to him if he was having delusions. Octavia had been through a lot, he reminded himself, using mammoth effort to scale himself back to cool reason. He had thought Octavia one of the most rational people in his life, but she was only human and possibly still foggy from whatever drugs they might be feeding her.<br /> He looked back at her and for once he held her complete attention, as if she was sending silent brain waves at him, trying to induce him toward something.<br /> “She won’t give him to me,” Octavia said, husky voice wavering between acute anger and a deep suffering that tugged at a deep place inside him.<br /> “He’s not your baby, Mrs. Ferrante,” the nurse maintained.<br /> “This is not my son,” Octavia returned, red and frazzled as she tried to calm the baby bellyaching on her shoulder.<br /> Alessandro had to use a long mental reach to find his patience, but he was well practiced at maintaining his composure. Snapping and acting on impulse, no matter how tempting, was not the sort of behavior he exhibited, ever. Italian or not, his mother’s son or not, his displays of passion were confined to the bedroom.<br /> “Bring me a bottle. I’ll feed him,” he ordered the nurse. “My wife is obviously having reservations. It’s her body, so...”<br /> “That is not—I’ll feed my baby,” Octavia cried, looking up at him in a way that was halfway between forceful and vanquished. Betrayed and misunderstood.<br /> Disappointed.<br /> As stung as he was by her rejection of their son, as shocked as he was to see her throw a tantrum, something moved in him. Uncertainty.<br /> But she had to be wrong. Mix-ups didn’t happen. She was holding their baby. Wasn’t she?<br /> Her gradual rejection of him the past months crept over him like a frost. Why didn’t she want him anymore? Why wouldn’t she accept his child?<br /> --- <br /> “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Alessandro asked Octavia, feeling as though he’d hit black ice and was skidding toward an abyss. Never in his life had he seen anything like what had just happened.<br /> “Can’t you see they mixed them up? Look at him.” She gently adjusted the blanket with a trembling hand, ensuring the baby was kept warm, but allowing Alessandro to see the boy’s face.<br /> Now she showed an inclination toward love, but to whose child?<br /> Was he as unhinged as she was that he thought he saw a resemblance in that baby’s features to the various scrunched faces he’d seen on his infant nephews? He’d always thought all babies looked alike at that age, but...<br /> Octavia’s frenetic pace on the rocker had slowed. She looked far more at peace, much more like the composed woman he knew her to be. It was finally quiet enough in here that he could think, but he simply couldn’t wrap his brain around what had just happened. Had she somehow conspired with that other woman to switch his own son with a stranger’s? Or had the hospital genuinely mixed up something as important as two babies?<br /> “It’s impossible,” one of the nurses said, echoing his thoughts. “We have very strict protocols. They couldn’t have been switched. You shouldn’t be doing this. You both have it wrong.”<br /> “You have it wrong,” the other mother, Sorcha, said. “Test them. You’ll see we’re right.”<br /> Alessandro was trying to afford that woman some privacy, but he could see Octavia staring over at Sorcha with solidarity in her expression that was so fervent, it gave him pause. She had welcomed this second infant so tenderly. What if she was right?<br /> “This is beyond anything I’ve ever encountered,” he pronounced, cutting into a discussion between the nurses about how completely impossible a mix-up could be. “Run the tests. Immediately.”<br /> “Of course, sir, but the doctor will have to order it. I’ll phone straightaway,” she assured him.<br /> “Didn’t I suggest tests?” Sorcha murmured dryly to Octavia.<br /> “Women’s voices are so high only dogs hear them,” Octavia retorted, revealing the sense of humor she’d kept hidden from Alessandro since the first weeks after their honeymoon.<br /> As soon as she realized he’d heard her, she sobered, expression ironing into the passive mask he was beginning to realize was a special look she adopted just for him. It shot an arrow of discomfort into his chest, lodging there and vibrating, but he dismissed it, determined to get to the bottom of the babies’ identities. That was paramount.<br /> Her expression softened as she looked down at the baby. Lorenzo, if that was indeed their son, had fallen asleep. Carefully pulling him off her papilla and adjusting her gown so her chest was covered, Octavia brought him to her shoulder and rubbed his back, looking so natural and content, eyes closed and the most loving of smiles on her lips, that Alessandro had to swallow a lump of emotion.<br /> “Maybe you should stick with the bottle, Mrs. Ferrante, until things are made clear,” her nurse said.<br /> “Things are very clear,” Octavia said, lifting heavy eyelids, but sounding surprisingly fierce. “This baby is mine and I’m not letting him out of my arms until you’ve all accepted that.”<br /> Her gaze shifted to slam into Alessandro’s with banked animosity, including him in her statement. 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No | 2024-07-27 19:12 | active | 1179 | 0 | 405647825855189 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | "Do you know what you did?" he growled at me.<br /> An apology would have been the proper thing right then.<br /> "Yes. I'm quite aware I went for a ride."<br /> Quick as a flash, his arms reached out and grabbed me to him, my knees still on the bed. "Now is not the time for your mouth. You caused an uproar, wife, and you inconvenienced me and all my men."<br /> "Let me go," I hissed.<br /> "You need to learn your place," he snarled back. "I will not have my life disrupted because you cannot accept that which has always been."<br /> －－－－－－<br /> It hurts. It hurts me so badly. I always wonder if my parents knew, when they married me off to the warrior, that his peoples' tradition included the males keeping and flaunting their mistresses. Knowing my parents, and the great love between the two of them, and just the two of them, I cannot imagine they did or they would not have given me over to him.<br /> I sigh as I realize I have no choice but to continue to live here, my heart dying a little more every day as I sleep alone in my bed, the warrior not alone in his. He is with her. My only hope is that someday he will allow me to live away from him at one of his other estates. Since he doesn't seem to care about family, maybe once he has his heir, he will let us go.<br /> Defeat is hard for me to accept, and as soon as I think that thought, my anger at myself grows. Who says I have to accept my lot? What if I were to run away? I had some money my mother slipped into my trunk before we left.<br /> "A woman should always have her own money," she'd whispered and I'd nodded my understanding. "Unpack it when you get home and hide it well in case there is ever need for it."<br /> She was assuming in case we were ever overrun with raiders, I could use it to ransom my husband if he were ever taken.<br /> I also had jewelry I could sell.<br /> Thinking back to the first – and only – time he had given jewelry to me, I frown. It was the day we had arrived at Bellford and I discovered...her.<br /> A servant had summoned me to his library and the warrior waited in there for me, holding a velvet bag in his hand.<br /> I'd walked into the room, keeping my eyes to the floor, even after I heard the servant bow out and close the door.<br /> "I have made arrangements for Mrs. Kelly to give you a tour of the estate and to go over household matters with you. Bellford Keep has been without a mistress since the old lord and lady died."<br /> I continued to stare at the ground and I did not acknowledge that I heard him. His boots came into my view after a few moments of silence.<br /> "Are you well, my lady wife?"<br /> Just a short nod from me as answer.<br /> His fingers nudged my chin up, but I still managed to keep my eyes downcast. "What is wrong that you will neither speak to me nor look me in the eye?"<br /> "May I leave?" I asked.<br /> Sensing his irritation, I was not surprised that his answer was swift. "No, you may not. I would like to know the cause of your distress and I have a surprise for you."<br /> That got him my eyes, but they were enraged. "I never want another surprise from you ever again."<br /> "This one you will like," he assured me, and spilled the contents of the velvet bag into his hand. It was a beautiful diamond and emerald necklace.<br /> Pushing his hand away, I snapped. "I want nothing from you. Give it to her, give all of your gifts to her. But do not ever attempt to give me a gift, ever again. You have nothing I want."<br /> Then I left him in his library, holding the jewelry I rejected.<br /> The memory was bitter and made me reconsider accepting his gifts. Perhaps I should have taken them, then I could sell them and book passage on a ship to another country and start a new life there, never having to see the warrior with her again.<br /> Liking this plan, my mind begins to add details to it, making the impossible seem possible, within reach. So deep am I into my thoughts that I don't notice the sun setting and the stars peeping out at Sir and me. My stomach rumbles, so I know it is well past the evening meal. How sad that my spirits are lifted at the thought of missing a meal, missing her making eyes at the man I am married to from her place further down our table. My humiliation never ends.<br /> Fortunately, the moon is full and provides enough light for Sir and me to get back. We've come much farther than I thought and it takes hours to get home since I won't allow Sir his head to run as I did when there was light still.<br /> About half an hour from home, I see a rider heading toward me with a torch raised high. He reins in as he comes alongside me.<br /> "Milady, are you well?"<br /> I smile at his concern. "Thank you, yes, Sir Alcarn."<br /> "Were you lost?"<br /> "No; I only lost track of time and rode farther than I thought. When I realized and turned back, I could not allow Sir Neigh to run as he had earlier, when there was still sun."<br /> "Everyone is out looking for you."<br /> What on earth? "Why?"<br /> His look is part relief and part anger. "You disappeared, milady, without an escort, and you missed the evening meal. Then when you still did not return, my lord sent all of his warriors out to find you."<br /> "Yes, I'm sure he couldn't be bothered to look himself."<br /> That bit of bitterness came out before I could stop my mouth. I'd broken a rule of my own, that no one should know of my marital discord, and I fidgeted uncomfortably in my saddle.<br /> "No, milady. He was the first one out to look for you when you didn't show up for the evening meal. When he couldn't find you, he sent all of us out, my lord himself included."<br /> With the bit of light we had from the torch, we trotted back toward the keep. Every so often, Alcarn would blow a horn he had shrilly.<br /> "In case anyone is close enough to hear, they will know you have been found and will pass that along."<br /> Sure enough, on the ride back, four more knights joined us, grouping themselves around me.<br /> The upheaval my ride had caused took me by surprise. At home, although my parents didn't like it, I would disappear until well after dark all the time during the summer.<br /> "I apologize," I told my escorts. "At home I would often lose track of the time and return late. My parents never sent out anyone to find me, so I had no idea the warrior would."<br /> "Be prepared, milady," one of my escorts said.<br /> "For what?"<br /> "My lord is not used to being...concerned, and your disappearance did not sit well with him. It's a wonder he didn't kill Braden."<br /> "Why on earth would he do that?"<br /> "Braden knew you'd ridden off and informed no one until he was questioned."<br /> "A mistake he will never make again," Basik chortled.<br /> The keep came into view, other riders coming toward the stables from opposite directions. I thanked my escort, apologized to them and allowed one of them to take Sir and wipe him down so I could head to my chambers.<br /> As soon as my maid undid my laces on my dress, I dismissed her so she could sleep. Then I crawled into my bed and fell to sleep immediately.<br /> I never knew if it was hours or minutes later but the door to my chambers burst open and hit the wall, startling me awake.<br /> Then it was slammed shut and I could barely make out the form of the warrior as he stalked to my bed.<br /> "Do you know what you did?" he growled at me.<br /> An apology would have been the proper thing right then.<br /> "Yes. I'm quite aware I went for a ride."<br /> Quick as a flash, his arms reached out and grabbed me to him, my knees still on the bed. "Now is not the time for your mouth. You caused an uproar, wife, and you inconvenienced me and all my men."<br /> "Oh, I'm so sorry," I cooed. "Did I infringe on the time you could have spent with your woman?"<br /> His fingers tightened on my upper arms. "Is that what this is? A tantrum about my camaspoza?"<br /> "Let me go," I hissed.<br /> "You need to learn your place," he snarled back. "I will not have my life disrupted because you cannot accept that which has always been."<br /> "For you, it is tradition. For me, it is the worst insult you can give a wife. It demeans me and my position and every day I hate you more than the day before. I am miserable with you; I abhor the life you are forcing me to live. And I will never accept that which has always been because I will never accept something that destroys me. If I fell dead tomorrow, I would rejoice that my shame would be at an end."<br /> The warrior drew back at the poison I spewed at him.<br /> "You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You are wrong. I will do my duty by you and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> "You cannot keep yourself from me."<br /> "There you are wrong, Warrior. I already do keep myself from you. You have my body, but that is all. Everything else that is in me despises you with a hatred so deep, it is beyond measure."<br /> "Do not fool yourself. Your jealousy makes you think it is hatred, but you are only jealous because you care."<br /> "No. I used to care, and you know that I fell in love with you in our month together before we wed. I was prepared to make you my everything and to share a beautiful life with you, sharing our joys and sorrows and concerns, raising our children together. What I dreamed of was as magnificent as I thought you were. But all of that was gone in a moment when you introduced her to me. It killed everything good I was feeling about us in but a moment, and your lack of respect and your continued humiliation of me – your preference for her – have changed my feelings to quite the opposite of what they were on the day we wed."<br /> "Your body says otherwise."<br /> He didn't understand. "You are skilled in bed, no doubt. You have enough experience to give me pleasure despite my wish otherwise. But you do not touch my heart or my mind or my soul. My parents have a true marriage and that is what I was raised thinking I would have. And instead, I have nothing."<br /> "You have my loyalty and affection and protection."<br /> "I most certainly do not have your loyalty nor do I have your affection."<br /> "I come to your bed; what is that if not affection?"<br /> "That is doing your duty and every time you do, something in me dies. It is not something that enhances our love or our connection as husband and wife; it is assuredly killing anything that I once thought I felt. A body is just a shell."<br /> I look away because what once would have thrilled me breaks my heart, especially given the crude way he says it. "Once I am pregnant, I would like to go into seclusion at another one of your estates."<br /> "No."<br /> "Why?" I demand, frustrated. "What possible reason is there for me to stay once I am pregnant?"<br /> "Because you are my wife and you remain where I say. You need no other reason."<br /> "Just go," I demand.<br /> But he doesn't. "I think I will take my pleasure now, wife."<br /> And he does, but I remain impassive and resistant as long as I can. Which is not long at all.<br /> "Take your pleasure," he whispers into my ear. "It is not shameful to do so."<br /> Tears streaming down my face, I do. I cannot help it. "I hate you," I whisper to him. "I want you to stay away from me."<br /> ...<br /> The next day, the warrior comes to me and tells me that the king's messenger has arrived and summoned him to court immediately. That explains the servants scurrying to pack his trunks and provisions.<br /> That last night of pleasure before my husband left for the king's court had filled me with a baby. Part of my reasoning for visiting the estates was to select my favorite one, and so I did. That it happened to be the farthest from Bellford Keep was part of its allure. Fernwick was much smaller than Bellford, more rustic, but near a charming village that had excellent midwives. It felt homier to me, the right place to enter my confinement period and to birth my child.<br /> My hand smoothed my belly and I felt my child kick heartily. Smiling at the movement, we played a little game of press and kick, wherein I would press against the tiny foot or bottom and my baby would kick back. My midwives had given me much advice, and contrary to the established norms, they did not believe in lying-in period. Instead, they encouraged me to be active and to take daily walks.<br /> So I did, along paths with trees arching over them and wildflowers scattered along the way. One of my favorite places to walk was along a creek and the sound of the water moving slowly over the rocks soothed me.<br /> Every morning I walked into the village, stopping at the bakery and wandering among the other shops, greeting the villagers. I made friends with all of the wives, who did not stand so much in awe of me as their husbands did because of who my husband was.<br /> I invited the ladies to Fernwick once a week, to talk and discuss happenings in the village. At first, they seemed scared to join me, but after the first two gatherings, we chatted and laughed easily. I had never had friends like this before, and certainly none after my marriage.<br /> They'd even gathered the courage to ask about the warrior and I told them that we would live separately.<br /> "He has...another to keep him company and they suit one another."<br /> Each one of them looked affronted and I know that the poor had different types of unions, but openly carrying on with another who was not your spouse was not acceptable.<br /> "I cannot believe he would choose another over you," Maggie told me brashly. I adored Maggie as she spoke her truths unflinchingly. She was also one of my midwives. "You are his wife."<br /> "Only to give him an heir. Nothing more." I laughed as a particularly hard kick took my breath. "And it is fine. I will have my child and a quiet life here and I will not have to see him with her."<br /> After a few weeks of settling in at Fernwick, I wrote the warrior a short note. As we had traveled, following each visit at an estate, I sent him a brief summary of my visit, letting him know that things were in order. There was nothing personal in my communications to him; I did not inquire after him, nor did I say anything about my health. Unless he was in touch with the stewards of the estates and they had spilled my news, he did not know of his impending fatherhood. I determined I would have to write him with news of his child; I could put it off no longer. If he wasn't still at court, I'm sure he was busy with her and might care about my news only if I was delivered of a boy.<br /> This note I sent from Fernwick was straightforward. I told him I had begun my confinement and offered him a chance to do the right thing.<br /> I am at peace at Fernwick. Although I know very well you do as you want without regard for my wishes and well-being, I beg of you not to do anything to upset my quiet life here. In case you have not heard, I am with child and it is better for the baby if I am not constantly upset, sad or at war with you. Plainly speaking, I do not wish to see you or her here. I will send you news of the child after I am safely delivered. (And if I am not, then I have made arrangements for the babe to be guarded until you can be summoned, and my midwife, Maggie, will care for the babe and find a wet nurse. I have informed several people that I trust as to the location of a letter I have written to you that should be sent in the event of my death.) The midwives believe the babe should arrive in five or six weeks, so you should expect a letter sometime after that.<br /> I prayed he would allow me to live at Fernwick and never destroy the peace I felt here with her presence. It would all depend on how much he hated me, I supposed. After all, the last time I asked him to stay away, he had and moved her into my rightful place to teach me a lesson. 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No | 2024-07-27 19:12 | active | 1179 | 0 | 376840225107328 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | "What were you doing, Mitch!" Kelly said.<br /> "Oh god, Kel!" Mitch said. He pulled away and got dressed as did his assistant. She threw the bag of food at him.<br /> "I can't believe you!" Kelly said.<br /> "Baby please," Mitch said.<br /> "Don't call me that, not anymore, we are done! It's over!" Kelly yelled. She ran out the door and got on the elevator and the doors closed and she ran out when she got on the ground floor.<br /> "Leave me alone!" Kelly yelled.<br /> ————————<br /> Kelly sat in her office at the bakery she owned with her twin sister and best friends.<br /> "Sis, what's wrong?" Kate asked.<br /> "It was our anniversary yesterday and he never showed up, he called and said he had to go out of town for work, but I called my father-in-law and he said there was no reason for him to go out of town," Kelly said.<br /> "So, he lied about it," Kate said.<br /> "Yeah, it's becoming a habit, I don't know what to do," Kelly said.<br /> "You two should ivorce," Kate said.<br /> "Sis," Kelly said.<br /> "He's a prick who left his wife alone on your anniversary and lied to you," Kate said.<br /> "Hey guys," Melanie said.<br /> "Mel, where is that good for nothing brother of yours," Kate said.<br /> "At work I assume?" Melanie said.<br /> "Do you have any clue where he was last night?" Kate asked.<br /> "Home?" Melanie asked.<br /> "Nope," Kelly said.<br /> "What happened?" Melanie said.<br /> "He called and said he was going out of town for work, I called your dad, he said there was no work out of town for him to go for," Kelly said.<br /> "That lying sack of prick, I'll be back, sis," Melanie said. She left. Kelly sat back in her chair. Kate sat down at her desk.<br /> "Hey girls," Tara said.<br /> "How's it looking out there?" Kelly asked.<br /> "It's okay, Sarah has it covered," Tara said.<br /> "Where's my beautiful wife?" Ryan asked.<br /> "Baby!" Kate said. She jumped up and went to him and hugged him.<br /> "I missed you today," Ryan said.<br /> "I missed you too," Kate said.<br /> "Hey bro," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey sis, what's going on?" Ryan asked.<br /> "Not much, just my husband is a lying sack of prick," Kelly said.<br /> "I'm what now?" Mitch asked.<br /> "You're in trouble man," Ryan said.<br /> "Prick," Kate said.<br /> "What did I do?" Mitch asked.<br /> "You lied to me that's what," Kelly said.<br /> "You didn't go out of town yesterday," Kate said.<br /> "I called your dad," Kelly said.<br /> "Kel, baby, I'm sorry," Mitch said.<br /> "It was our three year wedding anniversary yesterday and you couldn't come home and made up some excuse, where were you," Kelly said.<br /> "I went on a road trip to get something for you," Mitch said.<br /> "What did you get," Kelly said.<br /> "It's outside," Mitch said.<br /> "Mitch," Kelly said.<br /> "Kel, come on," Mitch said. She shook her head and got up and walked out the door and went to the front door and opened it and and saw it.<br /> "What the?" Kelly asked.<br /> "It's the one you wanted right?" Mitch asked.<br /> "Yes," Kelly said.<br /> "I found it at a car dealership about two hours away," Mitch said.<br /> "But there are dealerships here," Kelly said.<br /> "They didn't have your color baby," Mitch said.<br /> "Mitch," Kelly said.<br /> "Happy Anniversary, baby," Mitch said.<br /> "Wow, I guess this made up for missing the actual day," Kate said.<br /> "Kate," Kelly said.<br /> "Baby," Ryan said.<br /> "It's fine, I'll be making it up to her for awhile, this is a start, next week is birthdays," Mitch said.<br /> "Better not come up with an excuse to forget it," Kate said.<br /> "No because she is going with me to the Maldives," Mitch said.<br /> "What?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Happy Early Birthday baby, a second honeymoon," Mitch said.<br /> "Okay I was wrong," Kate said.<br /> "What's that, Kate?" Mitch asked.<br /> "Sis," Kelly said.<br /> "Sorry," Kate said. Kelly looked at her husband and hugged him tight. He buried his face in her neck.<br /> "I love you and I'm sorry about yesterday," Mitch said.<br /> "Just don't do it again," Kelly said.<br /> "I promise baby," Mitch said. He pecked her and they went for a drive.<br /> Two weeks later, Kelly walked into the bakery after coming home from the trip she and Mitch took. Sarah and Tara were there.<br /> "Hello ladies," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey girl, how was the trip?" Tara asked.<br /> "Amazing, it was like our honeymoon all over again," Kelly said.<br /> "So you guys never left the bed?" Sarah asked.<br /> "Oh we did, we would do things like snorkeling at the Banana Reef, went to the beach, swimming, romantic dinners, and every night we would be in bed making love," Kelly said.<br /> "So babies could be coming soon?" Tara asked.<br /> "I'm still on the pill, he still says he's not ready yet," Kelly said.<br /> "Kel, you have a visitor," Tara said.<br /> "Who is it?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Matt," Tara said. Kelly got up and went out and saw her brother-in-law standing at the counter drinking coffee.<br /> "Matt," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey beautiful, I've missed you," Matthew said.<br /> "Oh you have huh," Kelly said.<br /> "Yeah, heard you just got back from a trip with your husband," Matthew said.<br /> "Your brother yes I did," Kelly said.<br /> "Have a good time?" Matthew asked.<br /> "Yes I did, it was a second honeymoon," Kelly said.<br /> "That's great, so you guys making me an uncle soon?" Matthew asked.<br /> "Not yet," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey guys," Benjamin said<br /> "Hey Ben," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey boys what's up?" Sarah asked.<br /> "Hey Sarah, just a coffee to go, I've got to get back to the job site," Benjamin said.<br /> "I better get back to the office, see ya sis," Matthew said.<br /> "Bye Matt," Kelly said.<br /> "How are you gorgeous," Benjamin said.<br /> "I'm good, how's the job?" Kelly asked.<br /> "It's going very well," Benjamin said.<br /> "That's good," Kelly said.<br /> "I better get going, gorgeous, see you soon," Benjamin said. He went out the door and she looked at the girls.<br /> "Gorgeous? Beautiful? I think they have the hots for you," Tara said.<br /> "They've always called me those names and Mitch knows and agreed of them calling me," Kelly said.<br /> "He's okay with his brothers calling you gorgeous and beautiful," Tara said.<br /> "Yeah because he knows that nothing will happen with them, he trusts me and he trusts his brothers, he knows they won't cross the boundaries," Kelly said.<br /> "Yet," Sarah said.<br /> "What," Kelly said.<br /> "They both were looking at you," Tara said.<br /> "Both were eye watching you," Sarah said.<br /> "Oh yeah," Tara said.<br /> "They wouldn't do that to their brother," Kelly said.<br /> "They both want you in their bed," Sarah said.<br /> "You both are wrong, okay, you are wrong," Kelly said. She went to the office and sat down and worked on some bills.<br /> Three days later, Kelly was at the bakery helping a customer when Benjamin came in.<br /> "Hey gorgeous," Benjamin said.<br /> "Hi Ben," Kelly said.<br /> "How's my favorite sister-in-law doing?" Benjamin asked.<br /> "I'm fine and I'm your only sister-in-law," Kelly said.<br /> "I know that, that's why you are my favorite one," Benjamin said.<br /> "Hey Ben," Sarah said.<br /> "Sarah, how are you," Benjamin said.<br /> "I'm good," Sarah said.<br /> "Are you ready?" Benjamin asked.<br /> "Yeah, is it okay for me to go, Kel?" Sarah asked.<br /> "You guys got a date?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Yeah I asked her the other day," Benjamin said.<br /> "Go on, have a good time," Kelly said.<br /> "Okay see ya tomorrow," Sarah said.<br /> "Bye sis!" Benjamin said. They left and Kelly smiled and cleaned the counter.<br /> "Hey beautiful," Matthew said.<br /> "Matt, what's up?" Kelly asked.<br /> "I came to see my favorite sister-in-law," Matthew said.<br /> "As I told Ben, I'm your only sister-in-law," Kelly said.<br /> "And I'm sure he said that it makes you our favorite," Matthew said.<br /> "Yeah so what would you like?" Kelly asked.<br /> "A latte please sis," Matthew said.<br /> "Coming right up," Kelly said.<br /> "Hey baby, hey bro," Mitch said.<br /> "Hey bro," Matthew said.<br /> "Hey what brings you by?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Just letting you know that I'll be working late," Mitch said.<br /> "Oh babe," Kelly said.<br /> "I'm sorry baby," Mitch said.<br /> "It's fine, I'll be okay," Kelly said.<br /> "If you have to work late, how did you manage to get away?" Matthew asked.<br /> "I took a lunch break and came here to tell her, I didn't want to tell her over the phone," Mitch said.<br /> "And I appreciate you coming to tell me, babe," Kelly said. He came over to her and hugged her close and pecked her softly.<br /> "I will text you when I'm headed home okay, I know you have an early morning so you don't need to wait up for me," Mitch said.<br /> "Okay, love you," Kelly said.<br /> "Love you baby," Mitch said. He pecked her and went out the door. Matthew looked at her and smiled.<br /> After work，<br /> Kelly drove to Mitch's office with some food and went to his office and heard sounds coming from inside and she opened the door slowly and saw something that made her heart break. Her husband slept with his assistant on his desk.<br /> "What were you doing, Mitch!" Kelly said.<br /> "Oh god Kel!" Mitch said. He pulled away and got dressed as did his assistant. She threw the bag of food at him.<br /> "I can't believe you!" Kelly said.<br /> "Baby please," Mitch said.<br /> "Don't call me that, not anymore, we are done! It's over!" Kelly yelled. She ran out the door and got on the elevator and the doors closed and she ran out when she got on the ground floor.<br /> "Leave me alone!" Kelly yelled. She went to Kate's house and went to the door and knocked. Ryan opened it and saw her.<br /> "Kel, sis, what happened?" Ryan asked. She broke down crying and he pulled her in and closed the door.<br /> "I took food to Mitch at his office and found him sleeping with his assistant on his desk," Kelly said crying.<br /> "Oh my god, he's so dead!" Ryan said.<br /> "No he's not worth it, I told him I was done," Kelly said.<br /> Three days later, Kelly went home and found him there sitting on the couch. She went to the bedroom and began packing her bags. She sent a quick text as she packed. He came to the door.<br /> "Kelly please," Mitch said.<br /> "Don't! I don't want to hear any excuses, there is no excuse for what you did, how long has it been going on?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Kelly," Mitch said.<br /> "How long?!" Kelly yelled.<br /> "Three months," Mitch said.<br /> "And you said you loved me," Kelly said.<br /> "I do!" Mitch said.<br /> "No you don't or you never would have slept with her in the first place! No man who says he loves his wife would ever cheat on her! You are not a man, you are nothing!" Kelly yelled.<br /> "Mitch!" Matthew yelled. Matthew cam and pulled his brother away from the door.<br /> "Matt," Mitch said.<br /> "I heard what you did, how could you do that!" Matthew said.<br /> "It was a mistake!" Mitch said.<br /> "A mistake is one time, three months isn't!" Matthew said.<br /> "How did you find out?" Mitch asked.<br /> "From her sister, she told me when I went to get coffee this morning," Matthew said.<br /> "Matt," Mitch said.<br /> "Leave her be, Mitch, go for a walk for an hour and let her get her things out," Matthew said.<br /> "I'm not giving her a divorce," Mitch said.<br /> "You better," Kelly said.<br /> "I don't want to lose you!" Mitch said.<br /> "You lost me the moment you put your private part inside Delia," Kelly said.<br /> "Go Mitch now!" Matthew said.<br /> "Get him out, I'll help her finish up and get her stuff in her car," Matthew said. Harris pulled Mitch out the door. Matthew went to Kelly and she broke down in his arms.<br /> "Oh beautiful it will be all right, let's get your stuff and get out of here," Matthew said. They finished packing up her stuff and got it all in her car and his.<br /> "Thank you Matt," Kelly said.<br /> "You're welcome, now where are you staying? Matthew asked.<br /> "I was staying at Kate's, being there for her and Ryan, she's having a rough time with her pregnancy," Kelly said.<br /> "Let's go then," Matthew said. They went to Kate's house and got out. Ryan came out.<br /> "Hey Matt," Ryan said.<br /> "Hey man, got her stuff here," Matthew said.<br /> "Let's get it inside," Ryan said. They got her stuff moved into the house and she got her clothes in the bedroom and the rest in the other spare room for the time being.<br /> "So I'll be going now," Matthew said.<br /> "Thanks for the help, Matt," Kelly said.<br /> "Of course beautiful, see you later," Matthew said. He pecked her cheek and hugged her and left. Kelly sat on the bed. Ryan sat next to her.<br /> "You okay sis?" Ryan asked.<br /> "I guess so, are you okay with me staying here?" Kelly asked.<br /> "Of course, Kate wants you here, I'm glad you are here for her, it makes me feel better knowing you are helping her," Ryan said.<br /> Three weeks later, Kelly found herself a house close to Kate and Ryan. She got all moved in and settled. <br /> Then she heard the front door ding announcing there was a customer. Kelly and Sarah went up front and the person there was the last person she was expecting to see, Mitch’s assistant.<br /> "What are you doing here," Kelly said.<br /> "I wanted to talk to you please," Delia said.<br /> "What could you have to say to me," Kelly said.<br /> "I wanted to explain it to you," Delia said.<br /> "I really don't care, he slept with you for three months, I can't forgive and forget," Kelly said.<br /> "Kelly, please," Delia said.<br /> "Why should I listen to anything you say, did he send you here to plead his case so I would take him back, tell him to go away," Kelly said.<br /> "Kelly, he's checked into rehab," Delia said.<br /> "What for?" Kelly asked.<br /> "He had an accident at work five months ago, it wasn't bad but he required some painkillers to keep you from finding out because he didn't want you to worry or anything, he got hooked on them and he was so in need for them that he got mixed up and thought I was you, he called me Kelly," Delia said.<br /> "Oh geez," Kelly said.<br /> "Seems like nonsense to me," Sarah said.<br /> "Yeah he's just trying to get me to take him back, tell him I'm not going to take him back ever, he and I were over the moment his private part was inside you so get out of here and stay away from me," Kelly said.<br /> "Okay I'll go and I'm sorry for my part in all this," Delia said. She left and Sarah looked at Kelly. Kelly went back to her office. Benjamin came in and smiled and pecked her.<br /> "Hey baby," Benjamin said.<br /> "Hey," Sarah said.<br /> "What's going on?" Benjamin asked.<br /> "You won't believe it," Sarah said. She told him what happened. 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