ELENA heaved a deep sigh before starting the interview. The people inside the studio were growing wild, obviously excited to witness her conversation with Isabella de Guia. She tried to be professional and acted as if she was genuinely happy to conduct the said interview. But to be completely honest, she'd rather leave the studio before she could say something harsh to that woman.The interview started off well. She asked her basic questions so that the audience could get to know her better. Isabella was raised in a wealthy and influential family, but she maintained a humble demeanor and was always willing to help those in need. She moved to the United States to finish her studies at the age of twenty, where she met a lot of people who helped her open her mind to new ideas."So, basically, you were in the United States when you got interested in the lives of mistresses?" she asked, trying to sound genuinely curious."Yeah, I guess so." She nodded her head with a smile. "I find them in
ELENA decided to go home and rest because she was so depressed. Her mind was still on her unfinished interview with Isabella. She had so many things she wanted to say to her, but she decided to be patient a little longer. She couldn't throw serious charges against her without sufficient evidence.She was greeted by their wedding portrait as she entered the bedroom. When she looked at it, she was transported back to that special day. It was the happiest time of her life. That was the day she realized she was worthy of being loved and cherished by someone. When Miguel entered her life, she realized she no longer needed to beg for love. A special person finally entered her life to give her the love she truly deserved.However, it turned out that she was sorely mistaken. Everything was a lie... a big joke!"How can you do this to me?" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.She wasn't perfect, but she was a good wife. Despite being busy with her career and pursuing her dreams, she had
LEANDRO noticed that her thoughts were wandering. Despite her best efforts to remain professional during their live broadcast, she couldn't help but drift off from time to time. Her mind was too preoccupied, and she was having difficulty concentrating."Is everything okay?" Leandro asked after their live broadcast."Yeah, I'm fine." She managed to smile at him while removing her make-up in front of the mirror."No, you're not." He chuckled. "We've known each other for far too long. I know you too well.""Don't worry, I'm just a little distracted.""I haven't seen you get distracted at work in years. You're always focused. So whatever you're going through right now has to be some serious shit.""That's probably an understatement." She still laughed despite the fact that she badly wanted to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this. But don't worry, I got this.""Wanna some drinks?""I'm not sure about about that.""Well, we can talk about your problem over a bottle of beer. Or maybe w
THE night didn't end well for her because of the fight she had with her brother. Elena just went home instead of doing something stupid. She knew how much she could drink, and she was obviously drunk at that point. Leandro offered to drive her home, and she gladly took him up on it because she wasn't sure if she was still able to drive."Who was that guy you were talking to?" he asked when they got into his car."My half brother," she said without much thought."But...but...""Yeah, I know. He's already married, yet he's still seeing someone else.""He's gay?""I've been keeping that a secret for so long, so you can't tell anyone.""Of course, your secret is safe with me."She groaned in frustration and then put her head on the headrest of the car."I just don't get him." She shut her eyes because she felt like her head was going to spin. "I know it's hard to tell the truth, but why would he betray his wife? If he wants to be happy and free, he should be honest, not only with the peopl
REALITY dawned on her when she woke up naked the following morning. She was still wrapped in Marco's arms, who was sleeping soundly. It was the weekend, so he didn't have to worry about waking up early. Under normal circumstances, she would have been overjoyed to wake up beside her husband after a night of intense love-making. However, she couldn't find it in her heart to feel even the slightest amount of happiness.The mere fact that she slept with her own husband felt so wrong for her. It was a mistake, in the same way that kissing Leandro was also a mistake for her. It was too confusing that she couldn't keep up with all the complications in her life. It kept on piling up even before she could solve one thing.However, she decided to make that weekend a normal day. She just had good sex with her husband last night, and maybe it wouldn't be too much if she took a break from all the stress in her life for just one day. Maybe they could have some family bonding with their son, Peter. S
MARIELLA was already there when she arrived at the restaurant. Fear was written all over her angelic face, and she looked very uncomfortable while looking around the place. At first glance, it would be hard to believe that an innocent-looking girl like her was a mistress. She looked too nice and timid to even think about having an affair with a married man. But, as they say, you can never really judge a book by its cover. Her soft and kind demeanor belied a scheming and shameless bitch, and she was about to teach her a valuable lesson the hard way.Elena gave a deep sigh before approaching her. She walked slowly while looking at Mariella's back. She had an urge to grab her hair and push her to the table, but she wouldn't do that. She couldn't afford to have her reputation ruined because of that bitch. She would play her cards well and make sure she'd win this battle."Good evening," she said coldly before taking a seat across from her. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.""No worries,
"GOOD evening, ma'am! Welcome back!"A woman in her early forties stepped out of a luxury car and smiled at the elderly man who greeted her. She took a deep breath and looked around the mansion in front of her. It was grand and screamed wealth and elegance. It looked like a royal palace that could capture anyone's attention—intimidating yet astonishing. It was larger than life but definitely appropriate for a woman like her. It was exactly the kind of place where she could show everyone her power and dominance.I'm fuckin' back.She had been planning her return for several years. She had been working and planning tirelessly and patiently to ensure that her plans would run smoothly. She was meticulous about every detail and made certain that nothing was overlooked. After all the struggles that she'd been through, she couldn't afford to fail. There was no room for mistakes and she wouldn't settle for anything less than perfection. Her vengeance schemes had to materialize
SHE was catching her breath while clutching the steering wheel tightly. Even though it was cold, she was sweating profusely, and her heartbeat had tripled. She'd never been so terrified or hysterical in her life. It felt like her heart was on the verge of collapsing."No, no! This can't be happening! This can't be true!" she cried, violently wiping away her tears.She didn't want what happened, and it wasn't her intention to do something like that.She wasn't a bad person, and she would never hurt anyone on purpose."I'm not at fault! I'm not at fault!" she exclaimed repeatedly.They forced me to do it! They made me a horrible person!She was not guilty, that's for sure. She was a good person that's why the people around her thought it was okay to hurt her. They thought they could get away with it because she would simply forgive them for their mistakes. They were, however, mistaken.She was just nice, but she was not stupid.They played with her and made
MARIELLA was already there when she arrived at the restaurant. Fear was written all over her angelic face, and she looked very uncomfortable while looking around the place. At first glance, it would be hard to believe that an innocent-looking girl like her was a mistress. She looked too nice and timid to even think about having an affair with a married man. But, as they say, you can never really judge a book by its cover. Her soft and kind demeanor belied a scheming and shameless bitch, and she was about to teach her a valuable lesson the hard way.Elena gave a deep sigh before approaching her. She walked slowly while looking at Mariella's back. She had an urge to grab her hair and push her to the table, but she wouldn't do that. She couldn't afford to have her reputation ruined because of that bitch. She would play her cards well and make sure she'd win this battle."Good evening," she said coldly before taking a seat across from her. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.""No worries,
REALITY dawned on her when she woke up naked the following morning. She was still wrapped in Marco's arms, who was sleeping soundly. It was the weekend, so he didn't have to worry about waking up early. Under normal circumstances, she would have been overjoyed to wake up beside her husband after a night of intense love-making. However, she couldn't find it in her heart to feel even the slightest amount of happiness.The mere fact that she slept with her own husband felt so wrong for her. It was a mistake, in the same way that kissing Leandro was also a mistake for her. It was too confusing that she couldn't keep up with all the complications in her life. It kept on piling up even before she could solve one thing.However, she decided to make that weekend a normal day. She just had good sex with her husband last night, and maybe it wouldn't be too much if she took a break from all the stress in her life for just one day. Maybe they could have some family bonding with their son, Peter. S
THE night didn't end well for her because of the fight she had with her brother. Elena just went home instead of doing something stupid. She knew how much she could drink, and she was obviously drunk at that point. Leandro offered to drive her home, and she gladly took him up on it because she wasn't sure if she was still able to drive."Who was that guy you were talking to?" he asked when they got into his car."My half brother," she said without much thought."But...but...""Yeah, I know. He's already married, yet he's still seeing someone else.""He's gay?""I've been keeping that a secret for so long, so you can't tell anyone.""Of course, your secret is safe with me."She groaned in frustration and then put her head on the headrest of the car."I just don't get him." She shut her eyes because she felt like her head was going to spin. "I know it's hard to tell the truth, but why would he betray his wife? If he wants to be happy and free, he should be honest, not only with the peopl
LEANDRO noticed that her thoughts were wandering. Despite her best efforts to remain professional during their live broadcast, she couldn't help but drift off from time to time. Her mind was too preoccupied, and she was having difficulty concentrating."Is everything okay?" Leandro asked after their live broadcast."Yeah, I'm fine." She managed to smile at him while removing her make-up in front of the mirror."No, you're not." He chuckled. "We've known each other for far too long. I know you too well.""Don't worry, I'm just a little distracted.""I haven't seen you get distracted at work in years. You're always focused. So whatever you're going through right now has to be some serious shit.""That's probably an understatement." She still laughed despite the fact that she badly wanted to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this. But don't worry, I got this.""Wanna some drinks?""I'm not sure about about that.""Well, we can talk about your problem over a bottle of beer. Or maybe w
ELENA decided to go home and rest because she was so depressed. Her mind was still on her unfinished interview with Isabella. She had so many things she wanted to say to her, but she decided to be patient a little longer. She couldn't throw serious charges against her without sufficient evidence.She was greeted by their wedding portrait as she entered the bedroom. When she looked at it, she was transported back to that special day. It was the happiest time of her life. That was the day she realized she was worthy of being loved and cherished by someone. When Miguel entered her life, she realized she no longer needed to beg for love. A special person finally entered her life to give her the love she truly deserved.However, it turned out that she was sorely mistaken. Everything was a lie... a big joke!"How can you do this to me?" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.She wasn't perfect, but she was a good wife. Despite being busy with her career and pursuing her dreams, she had
ELENA heaved a deep sigh before starting the interview. The people inside the studio were growing wild, obviously excited to witness her conversation with Isabella de Guia. She tried to be professional and acted as if she was genuinely happy to conduct the said interview. But to be completely honest, she'd rather leave the studio before she could say something harsh to that woman.The interview started off well. She asked her basic questions so that the audience could get to know her better. Isabella was raised in a wealthy and influential family, but she maintained a humble demeanor and was always willing to help those in need. She moved to the United States to finish her studies at the age of twenty, where she met a lot of people who helped her open her mind to new ideas."So, basically, you were in the United States when you got interested in the lives of mistresses?" she asked, trying to sound genuinely curious."Yeah, I guess so." She nodded her head with a smile. "I find them in
THE unexpected double date went well despite the tension and awkward atmosphere. Mike, Isabella's date, dominated the conversation with his curious questions. He was such a fan of Elena that he couldn't help but ask her about her job. She gladly answered her questions, still acting as if she was having fun despite the fact that she was itching to go home."I hope that guy she's dating is single," she joked as they walked towards the restaurant's parking lot."Why would you say that?" She noticed the annoyance in his voice."Hey, c'mon, I'm just kidding.""It's not a good joke, 'hon. Isabella is our good friend."She wished she could snap and tell him she was already aware of their secrets. The fact that her husband defended Isabella only confirmed her suspicions. Isabella de Guia was unquestionably his mistress! But, of course, she kept her cool because it wasn't the right time to spill the beans. She needed to be a little more patient."I know, but can you blame me? She wrote a book
SHE was nervous during the live broadcast of the primetime news show she co-hosted with Leandro. Despite her extensive experience in the field of journalism, it was a big deal for her. Since it aired early in the evening, it drew a large audience. It was a turning point in her career as a newscaster. So she tried hard that night to forget about all her personal issues. Instead, she concentrated on her work and avoided making any mistakes. She wanted to provide the most up-to-date information in the most accurate and timely manner possible.Elena had always wanted to be a primetime news anchor since she was in college. It meant a lot to her, which was why she couldn't afford to make a mistake. She would do everything to prove to her network that she was deserving of that position."That was tough," Leandro chuckled. He appeared to be both stressed and fulfilled."You said it right."She let out a deep sigh when she sat in front of the mirror after the live broadcast. She exhaled a sig
THE dinner was tension-filled. Apparently, Miguel had a feeling she was up to something. Of course, she wouldn't pass up such an opportunity. She had no intention of forcing them to confess their sins because she knew they would refuse. Unless you take drastic measures, a criminal will never admit to his crimes. However, that wasn't the time for drastic measures. It was time to be a little more subtle, while still making them aware of her power. They had to know that she was in complete command of the situation. She had been fooled for a long time. It was now up to her to play her cards wisely and defeat all of her opponents. She would, however, take her time."This is nice," Isabella said as she sipped her red wine. "I am so glad to have the opportunity to spend time with you. I never imagined Miguel would have such a lovely family!""Why not?""You see, before you got married, your husband was such a playboy. I couldn't see him ever settling down. His thoughts were set on women and