Chapter 8

She parted her lips first.

            But Darwin pulled her back into his lips. Yet, she refused.

            “Let me talk first,” Minerva said while she was catching her breath.

            “No. Let me talk first,” Darwin countered. “I-I am sorry…for that. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, Minnie.”

            Finally, Minerva smiled—a sweet, angelic one. “You did not. You just told me the truth.”

            He raised his hand to her lips. “I know you will be a good wife. And I will be a good father to your little one as well.”

            Darwin stroked Minerva’s belly in a gentle manner. He then lowered his body and leaned to her belly and said, “Hang in there, little one…”

            He looked at her and she forced a smile. Minerva couldn’t think of something else to do.

            “Your mommy will make sure that you will have a father when you came out,” Darwin continued. He stood and leaned for a kiss again but Minerva jerked her head away.

            “Derrick never managed to pay me even half of his debt. He had long been indulged in gambling, Minerva. Please understand.”

            “I know,” she said in a soft voice with her head still looking away from him.

            “He is the one who volunteered you as the payment instead six months ago. From then on, he never paid me a single penny and I even paid him another amount of money after we signed the contract that you, as the debt payment, shall be under my name from that moment.”

            He watched Minerva’s throat bobbed and Darwin could see the tears silently flowing from her eyes.

            But he continued to reveal the truth. “The money that you’ve been spending since the past six months have been mine—including yours and Derrick’s daily expenses.”

            She was still silent; her body completely averted from him. Minerva’s back was facing him as if she did not want to let him witness that she is crying—that she can easily cry whenever Derrick’s name is mentioned, not to mention the fact that Darwin was telling her the whole truth about Derrick and these debts of his.

            Minerva loved Derrick so much that, even though her heart began to acknowledge Darwin’s presence, she still aches for her late fiancé despite the fact that he had literally handed her over as a debt payment. Love indeed moves in a mysterious way.

            “I di—I did not want any of those, Minerva. He was the one who sent me a letter that he will be lending money from me to finance his gambling a year ago.”

Darwin then sat on the couch while still staring at her back. “I tried to protest but he insisted. And when he proposed to me his plan, I didn’t know that you were his girlfriend. I agreed because, aside from the fact that I indeed love women, I wanted to have a long-time companion as my father had been repeatedly telling me to look for a damn wife. And when I saw your picture that same day he sent me the letter, I knew it was you I have been looking for.”

He then stood again, chin held high. “Even though love doesn’t play a part in our relationship, I can see in your eyes that you are a wholesome awesome woman. You are kind and altruistic and…loyal. You were still a teenager when I first saw you, Minerva. You were so cute and hurrying to go to a cab that you spilled my coffee on my clothes and instead gave me a thousand dollars. I was touched rather than insulted. And when I brought your groceries, it's my only way of paying back for your little kindness. People like you who still have kindness in their hearts should be treasured.”

Darwin is now a few inches from her. “That’s why I’m here. That’s why I want you to keep close to me, to be on my side whenever I turn. I do not know if this is love but I am pretty sure that it is somewhat like that.”

            Darwin was also crying and he could also hear Wisdom’s sobbing. Her smooth back was still facing him and he was hungry to run his fingers in her back and comfort her and hug her.

            He inched closer and wrapped his arms around her belly. “I still have Derrick’s letter if you wanted to see it.”

            Minerva just shook her head. Darwin kissed her nape, then her temple. She was still refusing to face him. His hands reached her breasts and he fondled it, caressed it. She then released a moan and that made him smile.

            “Like it?” A sexy grin was on Darwin’s face.

            Minerva finally faced him and nodded. She was biting her lips as he kept on caressing her breasts.

            She finally grabbed his face and kissed him passionately. Their tongues played as if those were their bodies. Darwin held her hair and the kiss went deeper. This is what he had been waiting for.

            “There is another thing I wanna tell you,” he said in her lips but Minerva’s hand kept on squeezing his manhood was her only answer.

            He moaned. Then they kissed again, forgetting what time of day it was as long as their lips sang the sensual music that Minerva had long been yearning to hear.

            “Let me speak first, darling.” But Minerva kissed him deeper, pinned him to the couch—her on top of him.

            His hand crawled beneath her shirt and fondled the bare breasts under her clothes. She moaned again, making him further aroused.

            Darwin’s other hand then travelled to the middle of Minerva’s legs while she kept on stroking his dick that she managed to pull out from his pants.

            They played with each other’s bodies. They touched and kissed; caressed and stroked each other’s sensual parts until their clothes were now scattered on the floor.

            Darwin parted his lips from her other breast for a bit and said, “Let me speak first, Minerva.”

            She jerked her head to him and released his cock from her mouth. “Tell me, then.”  

            “The money your mother had been giving to you…”

            She raised her brows in question and confusion as he mentioned her mother. She took a tight grip on his dick as she prepared on what he was going to say.

            “Your mother knew about this debt payment thing all along. She had been our sole witness when Derrick and I signed the contract…”

            Minerva let go of Darwin’s manhood and let her naked body sit back on the couch for a while.

            “It was also my money that she had been giving you as well,” he resumed.

            A strange feeling instead engulfed Minerva. Darwin prepared his face in case Minerva would slap him.

            But instead, Minerva jumped on top of him and aligned his cock on the wet cave between her legs.