Made for me🖤

Part fifty one

Michy's POV

A new hope, another dose of luck and a new opportunity to wallow in the happiness that God has once again blessed me with is how I feel about every new day when I wake up in the morning, having the love of my life beside me on our matrimonial bed looking as peaceful as ever.

Like always I couldn't stop gazing at her as she rested her head on my chest like the cushioniest pillow ever.

I took in her appearance that I was responsible for, her beautiful nappy hair was a tousled mess, face glowing like the ever celestial
radiant sun and her luscious lips were plumpier and pinkish, her bossom was no less than a map of love bites.

I've lost count of how many times we've woken up like this or looked this kind of messy after our first time together. Like I can't get enough of her, every single time hits different than the previous and only leaving me wanting for more.

It's good she wants and loves it as much as I do, else I wouldn't know what I would have done.

Back to present, I am high on pride like I had just injected crack and the feeling of unworthiness too slowly danced low inside me.

It was an open secret I was an angel but there was this demon side of me that was unknown and hidden from almost everyone expect Drake and Scorpion.

That was why the former was beastly ballistic during the Imogen drama, it wasn't just Monae being his sister. Basically I guess it was just that and a little more.

Knowing what I was in the past and the repercussions of it, I didn't want to lose Monae as selfish as I am knowing she deserved better than this heartless hurting man I was, I hid the truth from her and we all know how that ended up.

And that side of me finds it hard to believe and accept that, I own a woman like Monae who is so pure and meek. Someone I never thought even in my wildest imaginations, I was going to have.

The ways of the universe is strange, I ended up having and I now I feel so unworthy of her. She deserves better than me.

Once upon a time, I was a man who never regarded women as anything but sex toys and objects I can freely release my fury and hatred on after going through years long of pain from heartbreak.

Blinded by excruciating pain and anger, I was immune to their pains, their cries and I ended up hurting women and making them no less than me.

And karma? He dealt leniently with me, Monae. Perhaps it was God's way if punishing me who knows? That by seeing her, I'd be reminded constantly of my sins and have a pricking guilty conscience, perpetually.

One day, one day, I'm going to open up to her and narrate who I was in the past to her. But for now, I am too scared to know what she will think of me and all I can do is, be a better man for her. It ain't easy but I am trying and I know it is worth it, for my Nae, everything is worth it.

"Or maybe," I whispered, stroking her rosy cheeks as I stared at her sleepy face, "I did something immensely good that's why God blessed me with you."

A thoughtful smile crept on my face, maybe I did and I'm glad to have done that because having Monae in my life is the greatest blessing ever for me and I'll do every thing, I mean literally everything in my power to make sure this blessing stays with me forever.

Everything might be all bliss and gay in our world as of now. But I know right now somewhere, those who direly want to see us apart are plotting.

After what my baby told me about her not so pleasant encounter with Morganna, I know we are in for something big but it can't be bigger and deadlier than what I am planning for them.