Fiftieth Birthday

CHAPTER 1

MY BIRTHDAY GIFT

Sophia's POV

I slumped into the bed like a helpless orphan as soon as I placed Jaydon into his crib. Just one month into motherhood, but the stress was weighing me down like it's been two years of raising triplets. I was completely oblivious of the fact that I was still putting on sandals until I heard a dinge on my phone.

"Fuck! Can't someone rest for at least a minute?" I muttered angrily to myself as my peaceful sleep got disrupted by the call. Before my hand could reach the phone, the call had ended, and immediately, a message beep followed suit.

"Meet me at the Crescent Lounge, room 105, by 4:00 pm," the message read. It was from Frank.

I raised my eyes to the wall, and they met with the ticking clock, which was at the fourteenth hour already. Jaydon was sound asleep due to the high temperature he ran and excess cry he did since he was given the immunization.

Should I be happy or sad? Today is my twenty-fifth birthday, and the one person I was hoping to get a birthday wish from, expecting it to come along with unforgettable kisses, didn't even take a second look at my face before he left for work in the morning. Without hesitation, I called Frank's line to suggest an indoor celebration, due to Jaydon's health, but the phone rang till the end with no one picking up.

After trying relentlessly for five times, my faint smile faded, allowing my face to finally welcome a frown when I called for the sixth time and heard that the number was switched off.

"Well, I'm sure he's planning a surprise party for me," a convincing voice in me struck my thought, and I shrugged, dismissing every negative thought that was sprouting in my imagination.

I already knew that Frank can never forget my birthday! For the two years I've been with him, my birthday has always been an unforgettable day in our lives.

"Alice!" I screamed the nanny's name and gave her instructions on how to take care of Jaydon before I returned.

"Wow! You look really gorgeous, ma'am," the nanny complimented my dress with a smile, and I just imagined how Frank's eyes would be caught up at my seductive features once he sights me.

At exactly 3:50 pm, I was at the enormous building called the Crescent Lounge because I know how Frank hates it whenever someone is late to an appointment. I couldn't help myself from blushing at the first sight of the lounge, which one need not be told that only the elites can afford a meal in such a lounge, not to talk of a room. Well, that's one thing I love about Frank: he can spend even his last penny to put a smile on my face.

For more than fifteen minutes, I stood at the door and knocked without getting a response.

"What the hell is going on! Am I in the wrong room?" I muttered after a futile attempt to turn the doorknob of the silent room.

Drenched in disappointment after knocking for thirty minutes without getting any response, I turned to take my leave, but my steps were halted when I heard the loud sound of a door closing from inside, followed by the intensive laughter of two people.

At that moment, I knew I was in the wrong room, so I tried calling Frank to confirm the room number. Maybe he mistook a figure in the first message he sent to me, but his line was still switched off.

Taking a deep breath to relax my mind before leaving, my ears perked up when I heard the woman's scrupulous moans as the man slammed into her.

"Oh, I love that baby. Do it harder, Frank! Awww, I need it harder Frank!" The lady moaned.