Mated to a Human

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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As Melody Johnson walked the little distance from her house to school her head was down as she was lost in thoughts. It is her last year in high school.

Will she ever be able to go to college like other kids? Of course she knew that it was impossible. Her father would never allow her to go to college not that she even have the money to go anyways

It was a good thing that they have been able to stay in the town for over a year now. Right from the time she knew how to speak she knew that her father was always traveling with her and her mother. They never stayed in a town for more than three months before her father whisk them off to another town so it was really a miracle she and her father have been able to stay in county vee for a year now.

As Melody walked through the hallway of her school she could hear students talking about how eventful their summer was and she felt envious. She spent her summer working three part-time jobs to be able to put food on the table but still nothing she did ever seemed to satisfy her father.

Nobody paid her any attention and Melody was really grateful for that and she hopes that her last year in school will be a little bit peaceful, that is if Madison........

" Look who we have here" a shrill and high pitched voice called loudly making everyone in the hallway to fall silent

" Missy Melody Johnson wow who would have thought that we will see each other again" Madison said sarcastically

Melody felt chill run down her spine. For some unknown reason Madison hates her and always took it on herself to make life miserable for her.

Melody acted like she didn't hear anything and kept on walking with her head down but Madison was having none of it. She sneered and marched to Melody's front and blocked her way.

" Am talking to you or did you go deaf during the holidays Missy or did your foolish father slap you again till you became deaf?"

All the students in the hallways roared with laughter. In Prema's high school the strong ruled the weak. Madison was the leader of the cheerleaders and the School queen bee. She was known to be nasty and everyone feared her. Her father was a leader and the mayor in the community hence she got away with so many things.

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The bell in the hallway rang and students quickly hurried to their classes.

" Seems like you have some good luck this year huh?" Madison asked before she sauntered off to her class.

Melody sighs in relief as she watches Madison walk away. Maybe she really did have some luck this year and hoped that the luck would last for the whole year. She adjusted her big glasses and hurried to her first class. Mr Thompson hates lateness and she did not want to garner any unnecessary attention to herself this year.

When it was lunchtime Melody quickly took her backpack and rushed to the library. That was the only place in the school that she couldn't be bullied. The librarian Mrs Simpson was feared by all students and everyone obeyed her because no one wanted to spend their break time dusting dirt off the books in the library.

Mrs Simpson liked Melody so no one dared to bully her in the library or you would face Mrs Simpson's wrath.

Melody was very close to the library when a shadow jumped out of nowhere and blocked her way.

" Running away huh? " Madison smirked and Melody visibly shuddered

" Are you also dumb now? Am talking to you raised your head up" Madison yelled but still Melody refused to raise her head up. She did not want anyone to see her bruised face.

Her face was bruised and swollen from her father's slap. He slapped her this morning because she spilled some water on the table when she wanted to give it to him.

Madison stretched her hand out with the intention of yanking Melody's head up when the library opened and Mrs Simpson came out.

" What is going on here?' Mrs Simpson asked with a loud voice and everyone scrambled off including Madison

Melody's shoulder slumped down in relief as she was able she escape again. Maybe she really has found some luck this year. She just hoped that the luck would last.

" Melody honey I've told you to stop allowing people to step on you. Madison is a girl like you, you should learn how to defend yourself" Mrs Simpson told Melody and she nodded vigorously like she always does any time Mrs Simpson tells her the same thing.

"Come on in" The both of them went back into the library and melody stopped when she got to Mrs Simpson table. A business magazine was lying on the table.

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