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Chapter Thirty Five

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Marcello

Bringing Brenda back home was a dick move on my part but a part of me wanted to prove that I was uninterested in the woman I currently cohabit with. It was an impulsive move, one I clearly didn’t think through. It didn’t dawn on me until I saw her standing outside my room , with hurt in her eyes. She tried to mask it but I’ve come to know the little cues about her.

Then I double fucked up by my words to her . After I left her room, I stood outside her door for a while, listening for any activity from within. Minutes passed and I almost left, when I heard the unmistakable sound of crying.

Zara Parkinson acts like she’s so tough every other day but she actually cried. It made me feel like a little bitch.

To make matters worse, a picture of me and Brenda has been circulating the internet all day. I was working late into the night when Michael called and almost bit my head off. I managed to calm him down , to get him to help me out with PR but he only said “ You’re on your own”
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  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Forty -two

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  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Forty-one

    ZaraAs soon as I woke up this morning , I decided that I have in fact, had enough of Marcello Andres’ annoying me. No more crying myself to sleep over frustration or trying to help him keep his image in front of the media. I’ll show him why I never act out of character.There was a bouquet of white roses outside my room when I walked out of my room this morning. There was a note inside that read: Dinner tonight, 7pm. And that was that. No apologies, no promise to shave his head if he ever offended me again.Don’t get me wrong, the gesture was indeed beautiful but it wasn’t enough to soothe all the anger I have felt in these two months. Marcello Andres is going to have to tender a proper apology to me, even if I have to watch him choke on his overinflated ego.I called the girls on my way to work and we agreed to meet up later in the evening by 7pm.***On returning from work, the first person I run into is Celine with her signature scowl. I swear I’ve never seen the woman smile, s

  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Forty

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  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Thirty Eight

    MarcelloSomehow, the drinks tonight do not do much to calm the turmoil within me. In the last thirty minutes, I have nearly emptied the bottle of whiskey before me. Someone slides onto the stool beside me. It’s Mike. He drags the bottle towards himself and signals the bartender for a glass. “ I knew you’d be here”I cut him a side glance “ I never told you I was coming here. So, how did you find me”A ghost of a smile tugs at his mouth and he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “ Let’s just say I have my ways”I squint at him and he chuckles. Knowing Michael, there’s something going on in his life that I do not know about. Yet. But, there's never a secret between us , so he’ll definitely tell me when he’s ready . Besides, I’m already in a shitty mood and do not need any of his lecturing at the moment.We sit in silence for a few minutes until he breaks the silence. “ Is there something going on ?”I raise my head from the glass I have been nursing and start to respond but

  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Thirty Seven

    Marcello acted the perfect gentleman the entire night. He cut my steak , filled my glass and even gave me a peck on the lips outside the restaurant, after our dinner. Completely lost in the moment, I made an irredeemable mistake. What did I do ,you ask?Patience, dear reader.Marcello didn’t drive us back. He called for a driver because he had a few glasses of wine over dinner. Since someone else was driving us, Marcello and I sat in the backseat. He was still so carefree, lightly patting my thighs every now and then, even offering me small smiles. Smiles I thought were sincere . That’s why I let go of my senses for a minute and said. “ I went to the doctor’s last week, yunno”He hummed in response, his head leaned back on the headrest. I should have stopped there but no, I didn’t.“ The doctor said something funny.” I chuckled to ease some of the awkwardness that I was feeling. “ The doctor said we need to have more sex, because it will help the baby. Pfft… funny right?”But, he did

  • APHRODISIA    Chapter Thirty Six

    ZaraThe realization hit me like a train wreck. The realization that I was giving away too much, reacting too much, contrary to what was in my head. As I followed Marcello to the diner two mornings ago, I made up my mind to not let him get to me and to not give away too much through my expression. But , I failed.I can’t believe I sat there pouting and crossing my arms like a petulant child. It dawned on me the minute he mentioned the contract and I realized just how ridiculous I was being. Being so unguarded before Marcello was a wrong move . I am not friends with him. He died not deserve to see my vulnerability. We are NOT friends.Today, he decided that, in a bid to keep up with our ruse to mislead the paparazzi, we should go out on a ‘ date’. A little too late for that, if you ask me. I thought the order was dating, marriage , then sex. But we did it the other way round.My phone chimes with a message notification. It is Marcello , letting me know he’s downstairs. He’s early. We d

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