Deadly Sins By
Magali Fuentes - Nieves
Chapter 1
June 14th, 2005 - 9:19 PM, Coral Gables, Florida
Natasha was breastfeeding her baby in the living room while watching a DVD horror movie. A frightening scene was coming on, and her face turned to sheer horror; thus she was watching this movie in the dark, and all of a sudden, she heard the bell ring. With the baby still in her arms, she got up to open the door. She walked slowly out of the living room, walked the hallway, and then got to the first living room, where the entrance of the house was. She walked to the door and opened it. It was Noah Spears, Scott's oldest son. She didn't think that she would rewind the movie to get to the scene that she'd missed because she could only watch scenes like those during the day. If she watched them at night, she'd have terrible nightmares, and she wasn't about to have any of them tonight. She didn't know Noah. She'd only been married to Scott for two years. The baby that she had in her arms was their first baby together. Noah had run away from home nine years before. She didn't recognize him because he was almost identical to his mother, Barbara, which she'd never seen. The only difference between Noah and Barbara was that Noah's eyes were turquoise- blue, like Scott's were, instead of dark brown, like Barbara's eyes were. Noah looked so horrible and so abandoned that Natasha thought that he was a bum from the street, coming to beg her for money. His hair was the longest it had ever been, and he had a big mustache and beard. Although Noah was only twenty-six, he looked fifty- six! She shed tears when she saw him, but the dark helped conceal them, and she cleaned them out before he could realize that she was crying. She didn't want him to know that she was horribly sad for him; thus pity was the feeling that most people hated the most. She stood there and looked at him for the next five minutes. He dared not to start the conversation. She broke the silence asking, "What can I do for you?"
Noah opened up a kind smile and asked, "Is this still the Spears residence?"
Stunned, Natasha said, "Yes, it is."
"I am Noah Spears, Scott Spears' oldest son."
Natasha gasped. "Are you serious? No offense intended, but you look his age. How can you be his son? You look more like his brother."
Astonished, Noah asked, "Do I really look that old? Wow! Well, I'm only twenty-six years old. My father's forty-five years old."
"It's an immense pleasure to meet you, Noah," said Natasha and extended her arm to greet him. "I am the proud Mrs. Natasha Spears."
Noah shook her hand, smiling and said, "Wow, I never knew I had such a beautiful mother in law!" He started caressing the baby's head tenderly and said, "And this must be my baby brother." Smiling, Natasha said, "Yes, it is. Noah, I formally introduce you to Michael Scott Spears," as Noah continued to caress the baby's head. "You may come on in. After all, this is your house."
Noah went in and closed the door behind him. He and Natasha walked back to the secondary living room, where the family usually watched TV, listened to music and played video games. The primary living room was where they received visitors and had quiet conversations.
Natasha stopped the DVD, turned off the DVD player, walked to the light switch around the sofa, turned on the bright lights, and turned off the TV. She and Noah sat on the sofa together. "Your father's coming home in about," she said and looked at her golden wristwatch, "twenty minutes, so, Noah, tell me your story. No offense intended, but because of the way you look, it's intriguing enough to write a best-selling biography." Noah smiled and said, "My story's indeed very interesting, but it's nothing but drama." Shedding tears, he went on to say, "The happy moments in my life have been so little that I can count them with five fingers."
Natasha turned serious, gasped and said, "Wow. Tell me part of it. You know, I don't want to interrupt or delay your emotional reunion with your father, so we have to make it as short as possible."
The baby stretched his arms to try and touch Noah's chest with his beautiful little hands. Noah gave away a big sigh and said, "My wife died six months ago when she was pregnant with our fifth baby."
Surprised, Natasha asked, "Why didn't you bring your five little darlings with you?" She smiled and said, "You know, there's plenty of room for them!"
"I couldn't bring them with me because they don't live with me."
Natasha's smile disappeared again and she said, "Oh!"
"Three years ago,
someone placed ten pounds of cocaine in my car. I was unable to prove that the cocaine wasn't mine. I went to jail for the next year and then when I got out I found out that five years after providing for my family, I was unable to get another job because of that horrible black mark in my permanent record. No one would hire me, so my late wife, Jennifer, decided to get a job and provide for us." Scott was walking in at that very moment. Since the secondary living room was far away from the primary one, he was able to stay there and listen to the entire conversation and no one would catch him doing it. He sat on the loveseat, which no one could see unless they walked into that living room, and continued to listen. "Fortunately, she made two- hundred dollars an hour as a physical therapist. When she died six months ago," Scott gasped and covered his crying face with his hands, "I was left with no money, no food, and I've been forced to go to the Salvation Army to get food and clothes. Obviously, my kids were taken away from me. I didn't fight for them because I couldn't provide for myself, much less for them." He shed tears and started to cry. "I was sure that they'd be better off without me."
Natasha gave him a big hug. As she held him, she said in his ear, "Why didn't you come here for help as soon as Jen died? If you had, your kids would still be with you!"
She let go of him. Holding her hands, he said, "I didn't want Dad to think that I was taking advantage of him, that I was trying to live off of him when I was a grown man with kids of my own."
"Forgive me, son, but that's stupid!" Scott yelled as he walked into the secondary living room, surprising Noah and Natasha. "If you can't get a job, I'm forced to support you financially for the rest of your life." He walked to the sofa and sat on Noah's left side. Natasha was sitting on his right side. "However, I am sure that this cocaine case can be reopened and that we can prove that this cargo wasn't yours. After that, you can get a job wherever you want and start supporting yourself, and get your kids back."
"I couldn't prove my innocence, Dad."
Scott smiled and said, "That's because at the time, you weren't with me," and got up and stood right in front of him. "Son, I don't mean to be proud. You know that I've never been vain, but when you've got as much money as I do, you can prove anybody's innocence or guilt, no matter how difficult it is. You get the police to reopen the case, hire the best investigators in town, hire the best attorney, and within a few years and sometimes months, your name is legally and rightfully cleaned, and there's no dirty work done."
"Are you sure about that,
Dad?"
"As certain as I am when I
say that my name is Scott Bryan Spears."
Noah gasped and looked at Natasha. Natasha nodded in agreement with Scott. "Can you help me get my kids back, too?"
"As soon as your name is cleaned, you get your kids back. You said you have five of them, is that right?"
"I have four kids, Dad.
The first one was killed. Don't you remember?"
Natasha exclaimed, "Oh,
God!"
Scratching his head, Scott
said, "That's right, son. Forgive my ignorance."
Natasha asked, "Why didn't you tell me, honey? You know you can tell me anything, Scott. I'm the best secret keeper in the world. I keep my silence even while being tortured."
Scott took Natasha's hand and said, "I know that, sweetheart. It's just that I don't want the darkest secrets of the Spears family to ruin your happiness and inner peace."
"Do you know what the only thing is that would take away my happiness and inner peace, Scott? It is living with the killer of Noah's child."
"That's right," said Noah. "No one can be tranquil living with Hayley Johnson."
"Is that her name?" said
Natasha.
"Yes. She is my father's
second wife. His first wife is my mother."
Natasha asked, "Scott, did you marry Hayley before or after she killed your grandson?"
Scott answered, "I married her before she did that, and I turned against my son because I thought that he was accusing her of killing my grandson just because he had hated her for many, many years.
After reading a letter that she wrote, expressing her repentance, I cried tears of blood for my son." Caressing Noah's hair, Scott said, "I couldn't believe I had chosen a woman over my son, and that I trusted her more than I trusted my son. Blood is thicker than water.
Even when your son's wrong, you should take his side over the side of any woman."
"Trust me on this, Scott; I'll never do anything to gain Noah's disrespect. You'll never have to choose between the two of us."
Noah smiled and said, "Thank you, Natasha. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go take a good bath. I haven't taken one in five days," and Scott gasped. He got up.
As Noah walked out of the living room and into the secondary hallway, Natasha yelled, "I wouldn't have known if you hadn't told me. You surely don't smell like it," and then turned back around and looked at Scott and said, "You know, he made me cry the minute I opened the door for him. I can't believe that a son of Scott Spears, the fifth richest man in the world, could live such a horrible life." She got up, also. "I'm going to take my son to his crib." She walked around the sofa and out of the living room, leaving Scott alone.
Scott sighed and said, "I can't believe it, either, Natasha, but if Noah has lived such a horrible life, it's because that's the life that he chose. I don't blame him for running away when Hayley killed my grandson, but I do blame him for not coming back when he needed me the most." He got up. "I'm going to go to my office and call my attorney. He has a lot of work to do, starting tonight."
While Natasha took her baby to his crib and helped him fall asleep by singing to him with her literally angelic voice and caressing him, and Scott called his attorney to ask him to get the police to reopen Noah's case, Noah was in one of the five most beautiful bathrooms of the seven bathrooms in the house, taking his clothes off. He took off his underwear quickly and got into the bathtub. He closed the sliding door, turned on the faucet, kept the shower off, and filled the bathtub with water.
Finally, he took the liquid soap and started covering his body in it with his bare hands. He didn't have time to prepare a foamy bubble bath or get a clean washcloth or pouf. He'd forgotten to lock the door. He turned off the faucet to continue to lather his upper body. Natasha's twenty-year-old sister, Nicole had a big burgundy colored towel wrapped around her buxom and sculptural body. She was going to take a bath---in the same bathroom! She walked six more steps to the bathroom door and opened it. She went in and closed the door. She locked it. She walked to the bathroom and opened the sliding door. She gasped, and she involuntarily jumped so hard that her towel fell off, as she covered her face, not realizing that everything else was stripped. There was a very shapely, muscular and brawny blue-eyed man in her bathtub! How did he get here? As he gasped, looking at her beautiful but naked body, she realized that he was a total stranger to her. She could've never known that he was her sister's son in law; thus he looked nothing like Scott, her father in law. She thought he was an intruder. Suddenly, Nicole felt a light breeze on her body that came from the air conditioner vent and realized that she was naked. She picked up the towel from the floor and covered her body with it once again. Then, she said, "Get out, or I'll call the police!" she was so angry that her own body could set her on fire. Her blood was boiling within her veins. "I said get out!"
Overcome with fear of facing the police unjustly once again, he said, "Hey, you look a lot like Natasha!"
She gasped, realizing that she'd made a mistake. Her family actually knew this man. "You know my sister?"
"Actually, I just met her," he said. "I'm her son in law. I'm Scott's oldest son."
She gasped, smiled and asked, "You're Noah?"
He said, "Do you know
me?"
"This is the first time that
I've met you in person, but Scott's told me a plethora of things about you. Actually, the only thing that I didn't know about you was what you looked like!"
"Did he talk to Natasha about me, too?" "Oh, yes, my sister knows as much about you as I do," said Nicole, smiling and trembling violently at the same time. She was strongly attracted to this man despite how horrible he looked right now, and she disliked it. They could live as brother and sister---if he wasn't equally attracted to her.
"I'm glad you guys know me. I thought that you didn't know me and that I had to tell you everything and prove to you that I was telling the truth."
"I need to bathe. How long will you be there?"
"I'll only be here for a few more minutes. I just started bathing, but it never takes me longer than twenty minutes to bathe."
"Oh, good, I'd rather wait for you to finish outside. When you're done," she said and walked to the door, turned the knob and opened it, "just give a quiet little yell.
"It's really ok. I don't mind you being here."
"But I do, that's the problem," she replied and got out. "Make sure the bathtub is clean by the time that I'm ready to use it, ok?"
"I will."
She closed the door and left. He said, "I know what she meant and what she was trying to tell me, but I won't go there. I don't want to even contemplate the idea of being with my mother in law's little sister. That's statutory rape," and closed the sliding door and continued to lather his abdomen.
Nicole ran back to her room, got in and closed the door. She was breathing very heavily. "Oh, my God, his face looks horrible right now, but that body..." she walked to her bed and yelled, "Ooh!" with a slight roar, like a lioness. "I want a piece of that and I won't stop until I get it!" Natasha walked to her phone which was on her nightstand, picked up the receiver and called her best friend, Alex. It was twenty minutes 'til eleven. Alex usually stayed up late, so she didn't mind taking phone calls or even receiving visits at this hour. She was watching a pay-per- view-movie. She picked up the phone, which was on her bed, right in front of her. She'd just finished talking to her sister, Amanda, in the Philippines. "Hello."
"Alexandra Lynn Harrison, you'll never guess what just happened to me."
Alex gasped and yelled, "Don't tell me that you finally lost your virginity, Nick!"
Nick became bewildered, but she wasn't surprised with what Alex thought that had happened. She said, "No." She spoke the most softly she could to avoid awaking her baby nephew. "No, no, no, Alex, that's not it. I was so close from doing it, but no, that's not it."
"You were close? How
close?"
"As close as Hialeah is
from North Miami."
"Oh, my God, who got you to finally want to let loose?"
"It was my sister's son in law, Noah!"
"Noah, the guy you've told me so much about, the Spears black sheep? You can't be serious. Is he that hot?"
Nicole laughed and said, "Hot is an understatement. He is so hot he could set the entire neighborhood on fire! I am not exaggerating. I have to admit that his face is not very pretty right now because he chose to live in the most extreme poverty, but his body is literally a sculpture. He has the biggest muscles I have ever seen.
You know those wrestlers that lift weights much more than they should to make their muscles gigantic? Well, that's what he looks like, except he's one foot taller than those guys are. He's seven feet tall, at the least. I am not kidding, Alex. I imagine that when he came in he had to let his head down and then walk in."
"I believe you. Scott is as tall as the tallest basketball player."
"Yes. The man is so scorching hot that if he gets a makeover, he'll win the Mr. World Pageant for North America next year."
Alex laughed and said, "Wow! Sign him up to see if it's true."
"Oh, I will sign him up, you can bet on that. Alex, you know what's the worst of all of this? He noticed that I liked him. He knows that I want him, and I don't know what's going to happen now."
Smiling evilly, Alex asked, "Are you afraid?"
After standing in front of the night stand for at least ten minutes, Nicole sat down on the bed and said, "Well, I'm not afraid of losing my virginity. After all, it happens to everyone, even the ugliest people in the world, and I'm so hot!"
Alex laughed hysterically. "No, really, Alex, I am
screaming hot, and I'm not saying it because I'm conceited, I'm saying it because all of the guys at school are in love with me and because I've been told that I have the body hot enough to be a porn star. I'm not going to be a porn star, though."
"I know," said Alex, still laughing. "I know you're not conceited. I'm not a lesbian, but you're hot."
"See, what did I tell you? Anyway, like I was saying, I am so hot that I don't know if he'll be able to resist me, and what I'm afraid of is what will happen if we have sex and get caught. I don't want him to go to jail because of me."
Alex became serious and said, "I'm glad you see it that way and I'm glad you care about him even though you just met him."
"Of course I care about him. He's Scott's son and I love Scott!"
Alex smiled and said, "You're an angel, Nick. All you need is your wings."
Nicole smiled and said, "Thank you. I'm going to break the rules when it comes to the illicit relationship between an adult and my mother in law’s little sister. I am going to initiate the relationship."
Worried, Alex asked, "What if you get caught?"
"I've done much worse things and I've never gotten caught. That's how I know I can get away with it," said Nicole, smiling evilly.
"You're an angel and a devil at the same time. One never knows what to expect from you."
"You got that right, Alex.
With Noah, I'm going to be an angel, but with everybody else, I'm going to be a devil, so everyone, watch out. Here comes Nicole Amanda Perry."
They both laughed evilly.
After nearly twenty minutes of searching for Nicole's room, Noah walked to the bedroom door and knocked, telling her that the bathtub was vacant and completely clean. He could tell that this was her room when he heard her sweet voice. "Is someone knocking on your door?" Alex said.
"Yes. I'll call you back.
Bye."
"You know that I don't go
to sleep until eleven, when I'm going to school and two when I'm on vacation. Talk to me more about you and Noah," said Alex and hung up. Nicole hung up, got up, walked around the bed, to the left side, went to the door and opened it. Noah had a pine-green towel around his waist. He knew that the old clothes that he left at the house nine years before when he ran away didn't fit him anymore and he didn't know what in the world to wear.
Gasping, and with bulging eyes, she said, "Thanks for notifying me that you're done and that you cleaned my bathtub."
"Do you know what other bathroom I can use?" he replied.
"There are seven bathrooms in this palace. Did you forget that, Noah?" she said, smiling coquettishly.
He cleared his throat and said, "Well, it's been nine years since I left here, and with all of the things that I've been through, of course I forgot."
"You can choose any bathroom you like. There are five bathrooms that are incredibly beautiful and two bathrooms that need improvements. I suggest you choose one of the three beautiful bathrooms that are left," she said, got out, closed the door, and went back to her bathroom.
Noah walked the secondary hallway to the third hallway in the house, searching for what used to be his bedroom and hoping that nobody was occupying it. There were twelve bedrooms in the house. Besides Scott and Natasha and Nicole's bedrooms, he could have any bedroom that he wanted so if someone had taken his bedroom, that wasn't a problem at all. He arrived to his old bedroom and noticed that the door was locked. Natasha's middle brother, Rob was listening to acoustic music, loudly, taking advantage of the fact that his baby brother's bedroom was all the way in the fifth hallway, far, far away, and that the music wouldn't disturb him. Noah knocked as loudly as he could, without banging on the door, and waited for a response. Rob finally heard the loud knocks, turned off his music, but left his stereo on, and walked to the door, unlocked it and opened it. "Hi," he said. "Are you a friend of one of my sister's?" Chapter 2
Noah smiled and said, "I'm more than that. I'm your older sister's son in law. May I come in?"
Astounded, Rob said, "Sure. After all, this is your room."
Noah went in. Rob closed the door behind him. Noah replied, "No. The fact that I'm back in my house doesn't mean that this is still my room. It is your room and it'll stay that way. I won't make you move all of your stuff to another room because I've got nine rooms to choose from."
Rob smiled and said, "That's very nice of you, Noah, to let me keep the room because this is my favorite room in the house."
Noah sat on the bed and said, "I'm glad. I'm sorry I've ruined your fun. I only came here because I want to know if I could borrow some of your clothes while Dad gives me money to buy my own clothes."
Rob laughed and said, "Look at me, Noah. I don't mind letting you borrow my clothes, but do you honestly think that my clothes will fit you?"
Noah laughed and said, "You're right. You're not scrawny, but I am much bigger than you are, not that I'm vain."
"You're better off borrowing Scott's clothes. Time hasn't changed for him, and although it seems that forty years have passed you by," said Rob looking up and down at Noah, "I'm sure that by the time you're his age, it'll be the same for you."
"I know I look terrible. It's just that I haven't been able to get a haircut or to shave."
"I know the look for you. Let's go to my bathroom and get you cleaned and tidy, and then we'll go to Scott's room and pick some sexy pajamas for you. I'm going to have to get Nicole to help us. I want you to look hot for the girls. I know you're married," said Rob as he opened the door and they walked out of the room, "but being handsome again wouldn't hurt." They arrived at Rob's bathroom in a matter of minutes. They went in and Rob closed the door. "Let's start by shaving all of that excessive hair in your face and washing your hair."
Preoccupied about his personal hygiene, Noah asked, "Does my hair stink?"
Smiling, Rob said, "No.
You just washed it," and went inside the bathtub and got his shampoo-conditioner combo with a hair detangling serum. "I just want to wash it with my special shampoo and conditioner and comb it while it's moistened with this high- category hair stylist’s serum. It's clean, and it smells good, but it's horribly damaged."
"That's true. I hope I didn't wash it with women's shampoo because when I found out that I was using Nicole's bathroom it was a little too late."
Rob laughed and said, "You bathed in Nicole's tub? Wow! You must've had a blast."
"I bathed in Nicole's tub, but I didn't bathe with her."
"Oh."
"You have a wild imagination, guy!" said Noah as he let his head down inside the bathroom sink.
Rob turned on the faucet and said, "My name's Rob."
As water ran down his hair, Noah said, "Have you ever bathed with a woman, Rob?"
"Yes. I bathe with my girlfriend all the time."
Noah laughed. "I forgot to tell you that I'm not married anymore. My wife died six months ago, so I don't have anyone to bathe or sleep with now."
Rob smiled and said, "You can do all of those things with Nicole."
"Nah, Nicole is my mother in law’s little sister."
"I don't think that she cares." Rob poured ten fluid ounces of his shampoo on Noah's hair.
Noah started lathering his hair with the shampoo. "It smells good for a men's shampoo, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it does," said Noah, "very good."
Nicole was walking out of her bathroom. She closed the door on her way out. Just when she was about to walk back to her room, she bumped into Natasha. "Oh, hi, how are you doing?"
Natasha said, "Nicole, I want to talk to you."
"Sure. Let's go to my room." Nicole and Natasha walked to Nicole's room, and Nicole opened the door. She and Natasha walked in and Natasha closed the door behind her. Then, she turned around and locked it so that Noah didn't come in. Nicole opened her closet door, pulled out the hanger with one of her sexiest baby dolls on it, pulled the baby doll down from the hanger very carefully and put the hanger back in the closet. Then, she closed the door, let her towel fall off and put the baby doll on in less than ten seconds. "What do you want to talk about?" she said and sat on the bed.
"I want to talk about Noah. Aren't you going to put on some panties?"
"I'm not going to need them. I'm going to stay in my room for the rest of the night." "I want to talk to you about him. I know that although he's not taking very good care of himself right now, he's very attractive. I want you to be careful. You're a jailbait. You're going to put him in jail if you have a relationship with him."
Nicole turned around to the side, faced Natasha, looked her in the eyes, held her hands, and said, "Natasha, I can't promise you that there won't be anything between him and me."
Worried, Natasha said, "So what I feared is true. You're already strongly attracted to him."
"Yes," said Nicole, shedding tears and pretending to be ashamed of her infatuation with Noah, "I am." There was a side of Nicole that not even her parents knew, and she wasn't about to strip her true personality now. She wasn't evil, she was just rebellious. There was nothing that she loved more than breaking the rules. After all, rules were made to be broken, "and I don't know what to do."
"Eliminate those feelings. You can't have him."
Nicole started crying even harder. "I can't eliminate my feelings."
"You're just fascinated with him, you don't love him. This will pass if you don't cross the line with him. You belong with a younger guy, a guy younger than twenty. Noah is eleven years older than you are. He's too old for you. He has kids. You're not ready to become a mother-in-law. I didn't mind becoming the Spears children's mother in law because they were all grown, but Noah's kids, they're babies. The oldest one is only eight years old. These kids are too young to accept that you'll be their new mother. Noah and his brothers and sisters; they don't care. Their real mother already raised them."
saying."