Dinam I need my wife so badly at this difficult time for me. I miss my mother, I miss my wife. Why do I have to go through these trials my God? Was it at this precise moment when my mother left this world that things went into a spin with Maïeil? At this time when I need her comfort, her warmth and her affection more than ever? I'm very sorry that Maïeil doubts me for even a single moment. I believed she loved me, I believed she knew me and trusted me. But here, I am more than disappointed with his reaction to this situation. Yeah, her dad may believe all that evidence, but I thought she was going to at least give me the benefit of the doubt. I don't care about that damn evidence. Even if the photos show me with this damn competitor, is that enough to question my sincerity? Isn't my word enough for her to believe me? Or, can't she tell herself that if I deny the facts so much, that means that there is something wrong? Be that as it may, Maïeil has already made his choice. She proved
Dinam I put my hand to my forehead and pat it gently. I must be very zoned out, that's the only explanation. Am I dreaming standing up? My mother's death must surely be playing tricks on me. Indeed, since she left, I haven't slept enough. My thoughts also left with her. So it doesn't surprise me that I'm hallucinating right now. After removing my hand from my forehead, I ask the question to this man who is then very calm until then. I make sure to listen carefully so as not to hear something similar again, as earlier. "Please forgive me for looking dazed Sir, the pain of losing my mother is still fresh in my mind, and I think it's been playing tricks on me lately. What were you saying to time ?" "Your mind isn't playing tricks on you boy. You heard what I meant. I'm your daddy, you're my son." Aded this man standing in front of me, whom I start to look at strangely. He looks so calm though that I think he might have a mental problem. "I don't believe you sir! What do you want b
Ethan The mission entrusted to me was more than a success. That day, when Dinam's pot of glue left the company's premises, I went to the bar at the end of my day at work to celebrate it in due form. Once I had eaten and drunk well with my friends, I returned at night to continue the party in my apartment with two beautiful girls that I caught at the bar. I spent the night between their arms, not to say between their legs. Deleting Dinam from the company was really a big victory for me. I wanted him to feel humiliated, to come down from his pedestal and find himself on the ground, where his true place is. He should never have joined our environment, and he will never have another chance to find himself there. He had to be seen leaving the company premises with his tail between his legs. I almost felt sorry for him if I had a heart. But fortunately for me and unfortunately for him, I don't have one. I revel in that day when he walked as if someone had put a hundred-kilo mass on his sho
Dinam It's already been a week to the day today, since I buried my mother. The pain is still great. It seems that she is inked in me and is one and the same and body. Today exceptionally, I decide to get out of bed and do some tidying up in my apartment. I put my mother's suitcases in the second bedroom. I don't intend to touch it anytime soon. The memory of his death being still fresh in my head, I cannot see them at the risk of remembering events that will make me more depressed. Because right now, I'm really in a big depression. I spent all this week lying on my bed without taking a bath or putting anything in my mouth. It's when I feel a violent dizziness jolt me as I get out of bed this morning that I realize I haven't really put a single piece of bread in my mouth since my mother was put six feet under. I take my phone, which has also been neglected by me all this time. I call a restaurant that I know well for the quality of their service, and I order something to eat. I then
Maieil After careful consideration, I decided to give Lens a chance. I don't want to think if what I'm doing is right or if it's at risk. What matters most to me right now is feeling better. I don't want to sink into depression because of Dinam's absence. Maybe Lens can get him out of my head and my heart. So I intend to enjoy his company. Lens and I decided to go out in order to get to know each other better. It is therefore with this in mind that we agreed to meet on the following Sunday in the evening. I decide to make myself beautiful for this occasion. I wanted to feel like a woman, to be able to live even if Dinam is no longer in my life. My life shouldn't end because he's gone. Arriving at the restaurant where Lens and I are going to spend the evening, I find him already seated waiting for me. Indeed, I arrived on purpose five minutes late. I no longer wanted to do things to please others, nor the one who takes pleasure in any situation. I no longer wanted to be that perfect g
Dinam Sitting on my bed, envelope in hand, I wonder what it might contain. What is this information that my mother wanted me to know once she was gone? What is it really about? What information will I find there? I ask myself all these questions while staring at the envelope I'm holding in my hand, without having the courage to open it. I would be lying if I said that I don't feel the slightest fear of reading what's in this envelope. My heart is beating a mile an hour right now. I imagine the worst scenario. I hope I'm not going to learn something I don't want to know about my mother. I'm so worried about this idea that I want to put this envelope back in my suitcase and not read it again, at least not anytime soon. It's true, my life has been complicated enough lately that if I read something unfavorable for me inside, I would sink deeper into depression as I do my best to get out of it. I stay more than thirty minutes to think about any possible information that this envelope coul
Maieil It's like the sky has fallen on me. What am I going to do right now? It's true that Dinam and I had dreamed so much of having this child. I immediately remember our conversations on the subject. Dinam was so excited to be a father and I dreamed of giving him a child, the fruit of our love. It was then the period that I believed in his love. He had managed to sweet talk me with his smooth words and gentle eyes. However, the situation has changed since then. Things aren't the way they used to be. And I couldn't wait to be pregnant?! Is it in this condition that I had wished to have this child? In full divorce with the father? I never dreamed of having a child out of wedlock or having children with different fathers. What am I going to do my God!! I quickly crush a tear trying to escape my eye. I walk out of the doctor's office looking less than cheerful. Unlike me, he was happy for my condition. It's normal, he can't understand my state of mind, because he's not in my current s
Martina I left Maïeil's room with my guts seething with anger. This girl has the gift of pissing me off. It's always when things are going so well that she always decides to screw everything up at the last minute. This child she is expecting at the moment could only jeopardize all my efforts to monopolize my husband's immense fortune through the marriage of Lens and Maïeil. I'm sure if this child were to be born, my husband would change his will to include him. I don't want my fortune to start to crumble before I even get my hands on it. I must take all the measures so that this child does not see the light of day. As soon as I go to my room, I make the call directly to the Lens number. He wins after three consecutive attempts. "Hello !" he begins. "I want to see you right away at your apartment!" I say in an authoritative tone. "It's not possible Martine. I'm busy right now. We could see each other tomorrow morning, right? In addition, your husband will be back shortly." He repli
Maiel After Yvana left, I was handcuffed again and left on the bed. Hunger and thirst tugged at my stomach, but no one seemed to care. I asked for something to eat and drink, but my request was ignored. During the night, I couldn't sleep, but I pretended to be asleep, watching for the big arm guarding me. He was dozing even before nightfall. So I should exploit this flaw. They were two to guard me. The one inside with me sat outside the door, while the second guarded the cabin for me from the outside. In the pocket of the jean pants that I had put on this morning, there was a fingernail size. And with some pretty deft moves, I was able to get the nail trimmer out and for over an hour I was just trimming the rope around my wrists. Thank goodness she ended up being cut off and my hands were freed. Now I had to find a way out. The door being guarded by the gorillas of yvana, it was not closed. So I waited for him to go deep into sleep. Around midnight and 1 a.m., I get up, avoiding maki
Yvana Everything goes perfectly until the pastor asks the fateful question of who wants to oppose this marriage. I wonder why we always have to ask this shitty question. I have always found it normal and without influence on the course of a marriage when I took part in the marriages of others. However, she is causing some nervousness on the part of those involved in this marriage, which is indeed how I feel right now after he asked this question. But my nervous air will not be limited after the question. Indeed, I was far from imagining the person who answers after this question. I see badly or else I have a nightmare. She? Everyone except her. - I have something to say! She reiterates as she walks towards us. Dinam and I turn to her. I wonder what she means. Surely a surprise she has in store for us. Yes, Cassandra is my best friend, she's like a sister to me. I guess she saved me a moment to say a nice word. But I never imagined that this moment would come so quickly. She should
Yvana I leave the small room where Maïeil is kept then I take the road to my apartment. I didn't come with my driver, but rather with one of my guys that I use to do some dirty work. I have to go and continue doing my body care to be radiant on my wedding day. I won't let Maïeil or anyone else ruin my marriage. I am determined to go all the way. It's not when I'm ready for the goal that this skin of glue will come and fuck up my projects. As soon as I manage to have the wave put on my finger, I intend to wait a few days to announce to Dinam that I had a faintness which caused a miscarriage. Fortunately, Doctor Maurice is present, he will take care of everything. The next day at the end of the afternoon, I go to Dinam's place of service to inquire about the progress of the preparations for our wedding on his side. I find him in front of the building housing their business, looking anxious. I therefore approach him to find out more about what puts him in this state. - Good evening da
Maieil I can't wait to get to work and show this recording to Dinam. He really has to follow it. I imagine the shock he will have when he learns that the woman he is about to marry in less than two days is a big liar and manipulator. The doctor confessed everything. The moron, he fell hand and foot tied into my trap. You have to admit that I caught him in his own trap by being smarter than him. When this story gets out later, I imagine how he will feel. And his career in all this? It will greatly ozyer the price. All that just for a part of the legs in the air that he can nevertheless have with his companion. At this time of day, the traffic is quite dense. Therefore, despite my impatience to find myself in front of Dinam, this does not clear the road. So I have to wait patiently in my car for the vehicles to move at a snail's pace. After more than an hour, which seemed like an eternity to me, struggling in traffic jams, I finally manage to enter the street that leads to my place of
Yvana My wedding is in two days. I am filled with immense joy at finally being able to become Dinam's wife. When I think that in a very short time I will be a member of one of the most influential families in my country and in the entire continent, I manage to feel shivers. I imagine myself being feared and respected in my path. People will surely bend over my path. And what about the excessive luxury in which I will be for the rest of my life? I can't wait to date so I can finally live under the same roof as my man. Even though I'm more interested in material goods than in Dinam, I still have to admit that I love it. Yes, I fell in love with it and I believe that this marriage gives me everything I want, the money I have always aspired to throughout my life, prestige and fame, but above all the man of who I fell madly in love with. I know Dinam doesn't love me, at least not like a man loves his wife. He was always clear with me and did not hide from me by his actions towards me, tha
Maieil Dinam made it easy for me by giving me his doctor's phone number. I already know his name and the hospital where he works. It's a big step. For a start, I will first make an appointment with him. He is very busy, because he is a great doctor in great demand. I wonder why he is trying to smear his reputation. He has already made a name for himself, but a story like the one with Yvana runs the risk of creating a scandal that could jeopardize his career, which he took a long time to build. While for a doctor of his frame, he should know the dangers he runs by acting in this way. Never mind, I'm not going to bother thinking about these questions that will never find an answer. Man was and still is diverse and undulating. We do not understand his actions, nor what he really wants in life. And to think that he surely had to work hard to build such a grandiose career. But with his own hand, he is destroying it. My appointment was made for a week and a half. Fortunately, moreover, be
Maieil Cassandra agrees to meet me as I hoped. The next day in the afternoon, we find ourselves at the meeting place. I chose a place discreet enough not to run into acquaintances. I want everything to be discreet. I arrive first at the meeting place and she joins me after a few minutes. She's punctual, that's already a good point in her favor, because I like people who have that quality. I invite her to take a seat and she doesn't need to be asked. After ordering our dishes, I begin the subject that brings us together. - I suppose you must be wondering the reason for this meeting?! Well, my name is Maïeil and I wanted to meet you because I have an important favor to ask of you. - Oh good? Which then? And I don't remember you or your name. I would have recognized you if we had met even once, because I'm a great physiognomist. She hastens to ask. - You're right, we've never met before. At least you've never met me, but I've seen you before. This day, you were in the company of one
Martina I'm now the boss of this company that made my stupid ex-husband proud. I believe there is no better revenge than this. I reign supreme in my business. Employees tremble in front of me as I wish. You have to see them become silent as I pass. I am very satisfied with my position at the head of this company. I now have all the power I deserve. I now drive in the most luxurious cars in the country and on the continent. I bought three in the first week I took over this business. When I pass, I arouse the admiration and fear of everyone, men and women alike. I post my photos on social networks and I know that I make a lot of people jealous and envious. I do it for a specific purpose. Indeed, those who had despised me when I was still in misery, were impressed. I also bought a new house. I wanted to change surroundings and leave this house that reminds me of Georges and his puzzled daughter. We finally divorced. The last day when we had met with our respective lawyers for the signin
Maieil This girl called Yvana does not lack nerve. She doesn't care if Dinam is happy or not. She is so selfish that amazes me to no end. Although I confronted her and demanded that she tell the truth to Dinam, she stubbornly continued with her lie. If Dinam ended up in the clutches of such a tigress, it was because of me. If I had trusted him when he asked me to, we would never have broken up and therefore he wouldn't have met this girl either. I feel concerned by this situation, it is for this reason that I intend to do everything to prevent this marriage from taking place. It is quite obvious that Dinam will not be happy with Yvana. Besides, I'm still in love with him and I hope that he could forgive me one day for all the hurt and all the humiliation that I caused him by separating us. Monday during the day at lunch break, we once again met at the restaurant. - So like that, you and your girlfriend, it's that serious? I ask him knowing the truth. I just wanted to chat. - Yes,