Chapter 75BIANCA’S POV “And where are you going dressed like that?” He asked as his eyes raked me from head to toe, a hint of disapproval in his expression. My gaze bore at him like heat through a metal. How dare he ask me that? What am I? His prisoner wife. Ohh not wife, maid. An invisible, insignificant maid he hired who didn’t matter. His exact words. “Wherever I’m going, whoever I choose to meet or spend the night with is none of your business,” I crossed my arms defiantly and looked at him as if to challenge him. His intense gaze acknowledged the challenge. “What do you mean it’s none of my business? You are my wife. I have every right to know and until you tell me, I’m not stepping an inch away from this door.” I scoffed in disbelief. His audacity was surprising as well as mesmerizing. So he was free to step out anytime he liked to bring in a hoe and fuck her right before me, but won’t let me step out. What a man! I might as well give him an award for being the most loving
Chapter 76BIANCA’S POVI took an Uber to the location on the business card Bernard slipped into my phone pouch. When I arrived, I saved his number again in my phone and put a call through to him so he could come get me. It was a hotel or more of a guest house; quiet and not well known. Walking through the revolving doors, I stayed in the lobby for him to pick me up.When he said we were having dinner at his place, I thought he meant his apartment or something like that. I didn’t know he was staying in a hotel. Isn’t that a bit pricey? I’d prefer crashing at a friend’s place than staying in a hotel. But, well, he’s wealthy, so it’s not a big deal for him. Plus, the hotel didn’t seem too costly, and since he’s just visiting, it works out fine.After a short wait, he emerged from the elevator. Dressed casually but with expensive clothes, his usually nicely messy creamy brown hair seemed a bit more dishevelled, and his cheeks looked a bit flushed. It seemed like he was a bit nervous to
Chapter 77BIANCA’S POVBernard’s penthouse apartment was almost like Richard’s; the comfy luxurious setting, the large bulletproof glass windows that ran from floor to ceiling and probably the same number of rooms. The only thing lacking in this was that the hotel building wasn’t high enough and as a result, the view wasn’t that stunning.But what drew my attention the most was the extra decoration and arrangements in living room as if he was trying to impress his girlfriend on Valentine’s day; Soft, warm lights adorned the space, creating a gentle glow and feeling. A fragrant arrangement of fresh flowers sat elegantly on the centre of the coffee table along with two plates of classic spaghetti garnished with carrots and green peas. Plush cushions and a throw blanket were strategically placed on the sofa and a playlist of soothing music played softly in the background. The air was scented with a hint of vanilla from strategically placed candles.
Chapter 78BIANCA’S POVOur loud laughter filled the living room. After finishing our meal, we sat on the floor which he covered with a thick blanket. A cushion rested on my thigh, and we held glasses of wine, chatting in the cosy night.We talked and talked at great length on both relevant and irrelevant matters. I couldn’t help but marvel at how close I was becoming with him. He was a great listener, fun to talk with and was never once judgmental. I liked moments like that because it helped me forget about whatever bothered me.“For real dude, that meal was amazing,” I said in exaggeration though I really meant it. “I can’t remember the last time I tasted a pasta that good. You sure do know your way around the kitchen.”He shrugged in humility. “What can I say? I do my best especially when it comes to special people like you.”“Ohh quit being so romantic and humble,” I snapped at him playfully. “No doubt you’re already a pro at cooking. You lied to me about still learning it so you
Chapter 79 BIANCA’S POV His kiss took me by surprise, but I still gave in to it. I felt his lips plaster and glide sensually against mine. The taste of alcohol on his tongue was teasing and it only made me kiss him more as I leaned forward. Suddenly, his kiss went from slow and teasing to demanding and possessive as he started groping my waist. “Bernard…wait, no…” I retracted and tried to say, removing his hand which was sliding down to my hips, but the feel of his lips on the back of my ear cut me short. That was my sensitive spot and for a moment it felt really good. “Let’s pretend that I’m a soap opera actor and you are my number one fan, let me make you drool…in your pants.” His warm breath fanning against my neck was tickling. I revelled in the feeling and let him kiss me again, letting the kiss chase my worries away briefly. I know I wanted to get back at Richard for everything he had done to me. I wanted to hurt him and balance the equation. But was I really doing the rig
Chapter 80RICHARD’S POV“You’re scared, afraid you won’t find true love. You’re scared no one will ever love you like you deserve. And It’s made you blind and… foolish, you can’t see the big picture…B’s words echoed in my head, nearly to the point of driving me crazy. They had a regretful and very painful effect on me, like thorns growing inside every part of my body. No one had said such hurtful things to me, except for her mentally unstable best friend who sent those messages at our wedding reception dinner. I can’t believe she even threatened to report me to her high school ex, David, just because he was a judge. Even though I knew she would do it if I didn’t let her go, risking my reputation, I didn’t let her go because of that. I let her go because it was the best and mature thing to do. She had already been hurt too much being here, dealing with my presence and the company of the hooker I brought along and I was hurt too by her words. She needed space, and I understood. We b
Chapter 81RICHARD’S POVAfter I finished cleaning and dressing myself up, I made my way to my room to get some cash to pay the hooker lady. She wasn’t downstairs so I assumed she was still in the room getting dressed, and it made me a little pissed. Just how long will it take her to wear those tiny clothes she came with. Entering my room, I didn’t see her around. I checked the toilet and balcony but she wasn’t still there and it now made me fully pissed and frustrated. Where the fuck was she? What she playing hide and seek with me? She’d better not. I didn’t have time for this. I had way better and more important things to do than searching for her.Entering back my room from the balcony area, I happened to notice that my wallet and expensive custom made watch which were on top of the night stand were missing.“Fuck!” I snarled as I rushed to the nightstand. I pulled the drawer open, only to see the stacks of cash I kept
Chapter 82RICHARD’S POVI couldn’t believe what I was hearing as I stared at her in complete shock. It’s funny how some people can make up such unbelievable lies, even dragging their family into it just to get out of a tough spot—a tough spot she got herself into. Well, I have learned my lesson and that is NO MORE BRINGING IN OF SLUTS TO MY APARTMENT. She might think she is clever, but I’ll show her I’m even smarter.“You bitch of a hoe,” I hurled my words at her like stones. “You think you’re smart, huh? I’ll prove who the clever one really is.”The security guards reluctantly allowed me to take my phone and wallet under close watch. I showed them my ID card and passport in my wallet which bore my details. I used my picture as a screensaver on my phone. I showed them that too and unlocked my phone to show them a couple more pictures of myself to further prove I was the authentic owner of everything she stole. With all that, they were fully convinced and gave it all back to me. I sp