Four

Zyrielle's POV

A soft moan escaped my lips as I stirred away from the blinding sun seeping into the room.

Yesterday's event was blurry, and I just didn't feel like getting out of bed rolling. I buried myself in the hard pillows beside me before letting out a groan. "hard...rock hard,"

Weird, I was certain that I had nothing of that much, and worse still, I had nowhere to go, so where the fuck was I?

Ignoring the ache, I opened my eyes and took in the surroundings. It was a teal-green room mixed with a fair touch of white. This was neither my room nor anywhere familiar, and I needed something to calm down my raging headache.

My eyes caught my reflection, and a gasp escaped my lips as it hit me: the unknown guy at the bar and I recalled laughter, tears, and whiskey-fueled conversations.

My eyes traveled back to the rock-hard pillows and met his chest.

Fuck!

I had sex with the stranger I had met last night.

As if his bare chest wasn't enough proof, my eyes trailed down under the sheets, and I held my breath upon seeing that he was just in his underwear too...it wasn't just that that had caught my attention; it was rather the glistening diamond resting on my fingers.

Sweet Jesus!

What the fuck happened last night?

My early morning look and breath wasn’t one to be woken up to. My curls were all tangled and all over the place and so was the light lipstick.

I scanned the room.

My discarded dress was on the floor, shattered glass on the nightstand, and a faint cologne scent lingered in the air.

Wrapping the sheets around my body, I paused as he breathed heavily before clambering out of bed to pick up the clothes scattered over the ground.

I pulled my shirt over my head, and just as I bent to put on my undies, his groggy voice caused a scream to escape my lips, "Going somewhere?".

I turned to see a smirking man, now standing, with amusement in his eyes.

“Shit! Shit!”, I wasn’t expecting my walk of shame to be this shameful.

Without saying anything to him, I hurriedly put on my shorts shoving away the embarrassing thought that flew.

“Okay…So we are saying nothing about last night? I am Rain…”

Interrupting him, I said, “You don’t have to do this.”

“I mean be courteous and all, last night was a blur and this is embarrassing for me…It was a one-night thing; we can go our separate ways now!”

I had a marriage to fix.

As I staggered towards the door, a glimmer of recognition caught my eye - a news headline on the TV screen: "Lucas Bourne and Cheryl Walter’s Announce Engagement".

There was Lucas with Cheryl gushing about their engagement. Just when I thought it was going to end, he leaned in and kissed her right on TV.

If he had ended there, it would have hurt less but as the reporter asked about me, he began spewing lies… He had called me on national TV a gold digger and so many more hurtful words.

My heart ached at the realization that, indeed, I was his garbage that he had used and dumped. Never had he kissed me with so much passion in our three years of marriage.

“Are you okay?”

My hands were trembling, he couldn’t do this to me.

I didn’t know how to describe what I felt as tears trailed, pain that maybe he never loved me, or anger that he was staring at the woman that broke him like she never left.

My pain turned into anger.

Hurting me was enough but I won't let this humiliation slide past. I don't know what pushed me but with a new resolve, I began heading outside, ignoring the stranger's call.

I was still foolish enough to wake up hoping to win him back,” I thought, whispering to the driver, "The Arise show."

I could have sworn I saw Rain emerging from the hotel, but right now I didn't care. I rushed to the venue, but security wouldn't let me in.

Thankfully, I knew one of the organizers who recognized me and led me inside.

“What's going on here Lucas?”

“I told you this slut never gives up,” Cheryl whispered so loudly, but I didn’t care.

“What are you doing here?” He asked me instead.

The thought I was on air and could take full advantage of it gave me the boldness, “How dare you?”

“You fucking serve me divorce letters papers and you are on TV calling the very woman that gave you your life back a gold digger?” I struggled to keep my voice firm but I seemed to be failing.

All attention was now on us.

“Aren't you tired of this? Tired of making a fool of yourself? Don’t you know when to quit?” Lucas sneered.

I met Lucas's eyes and stared at the anger swirling. It, “How dare you!”

“You seduced me the night Cheryl took a break, and now I want an out... you are painting me black in front of the whole world?”

“Haven’t you done enough?” Cheryl screeched.

“Lucas?”, I blamed no one but myself because if perhaps I had no hand in this then maybe I would still have my dignity.

“Your parents returned the divorce papers early this morning, so what the fuck are you doing here, huh?” Cheryl cut in once again.

I was tongue-tied.

“Everyone, this slit right here has been obsessed with me even while I was still with Cheryl years back. She had tricked me into sleeping with her before feigning her pregnancy and that was what led to our SHAM wedding”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Ask yourself Zyrielle, have I ever told you that I love you?” he mocked.

“You are the fucking reason my businesses failed and there you are putting it all on Cheryl”

“A desperate bitch she is” I heard a woman whisper while another added, “She couldn’t get him now she wants to ruin him”

Cheryl then walked up to me and whispered, “You were never a competition, You are just like your mother, weak and stupid, Now scurry away”

“What?!”

More tears trialed down my eyes and I wished the ground could swallow me

“Yes you heard me, you are just like your mother…”

I don’t know what came over me again but I slapped her.

“You bitter bitch! What is wrong with you? “ she screeched and just when she was about to slap me back, I felt someone arms around me.

His cologne hit me hard and I felt like snuggling into it. I felt safe.

It was definitely Rain.

“Don’t you dare lay your hands on my fucking wife!”

The whispering around suddenly quieted down as Lucas asked me in shock, “Uncle Rain?”

Uncle?

My whole world suddenly came crashing down.

“HOW DARE YOU SEDUCE MY UNCLE!”