Chapter 35 RICHARD’S POV “We have to go,” I said to B. She was about to put my length in her mouth when the chauffeur’s voice came through the intercom. Upon hearing it, she became visibly disappointed, like a child who had their favourite ice cream taken away from her. Leaning forward, I cupped her cheeks and said with a reassuring smile. “We’ll continue inside.” Reluctantly, she nodded and got up. I stood up and pressed the intercom. “Thank you. We’re almost out. Give us a minute.” The chauffeur replied, “Ok sir.” For a moment, I thought he might somehow find out or had already found out about what we did back here. I laughed off the idea. He won’t. The partition between us is soundproof. But what if he did? I avoided thinking about it altogether. It’s not like he’ll do anything about it. He will understand that we are newlyweds with impatient needs. B and I took some time to tidy ourselves up. We looked like one heck of a dishevelled mess– our hair tousled, clothes wrinkle
Chapter 36 RICHARD’S POV WARNING: MATURE CONTENT “I don’t know,” she flipped her golden hair away from her face, playfully glancing away as if in deep thought. “Maybe when you were trying to shove her dick into my face?” After she said that, she purposefully squeezed her hands around the back of my neck and her legs around my waist, feeling my growing arousal between her thighs. She looked like she wanted to drink from me. I guess all that wine at our reception dinner and water at the limo wasn’t enough to satisfy her. I pulled a playful face and said; “Are you sure? The last time I checked, I was pretty sure you were the one trying to shove it into your face,” I titled a brow, giving her a knowing look. She bit her lips. “Less talk and more action.” The next thing I knew she jammed her lips into mine, attacking my mouth from all directions. Our lips glided effortlessly against each other with a savage intensity. Like we couldn’t get enough of what our mouths had to offer. We w
Chapter 37 BIANCA’S POV My heavy eyelids fluttered open to the sunlight sneaking in through the curtains. Instinctively, I covered my face with my hands to avoid the bright rays till my eyes slowly adjusted to accommodate it. I turned and twisted to see myself lying on a king-sized bed draped with luxurious linens. That snapped the remaining drowsiness out of me, making me fully awake as I wondered how I ended up here. The last thing in my memory was falling asleep on Richard after reaching climax. Did he carry me here? It seemed likely. I also noticed I was wearing one of his dress shirts. It looked oversized on me, but I kind of liked it. Since that night at the motel, I liked being in his shirts. It was probably the one he had on with his velvet suit yesterday. Wow, he even dressed me up. He was lying beside me, breathing gently. Good thing he didn’t snore. None of us snored and I was happy about that. He did say we’ll be sleeping in separate rooms. But with the way it turned ou
Chapter 38BIANCA’S POVThat was a cute photo of me and Dylan enjoying ice cream at an ice cream shop. We got someone to take it while we fed each other. We were in matching outfits - black head warmers, orange-brown Corduroy jackets with white lapels and black turtlenecks and chinos. People thought we were a couple.That day, we wanted to do something spontaneous, something new. So, we thought, let’s try out every flavour they had. But, oh boy, it didn’t agree well with our stomachs later that day. We came down with serious diarrhoea and didn’t go out for three days straight. Dylan called a friend of his living close by to come to our rescue.That was one of me and Dylan’s fun memories. Too bad he turned out to be a coward and wasn’t a part of my life anymore. I was supposed to delete that picture. Delete all the pictures of me and him together, but with the wedding planning and everything, I forgot. And Richard has seen it. Something I was trying to prevent.Taking the phone from him
Chapter 40BIANCA’S POVMy world shattered like a thousand pieces of glass right before me. It was so hard to believe, impossible; Nina, my best friend since my childhood. One of the few persons apart from my mum and dad who knew me better than I knew myself. The Nina I played dress-up with, did fun makeovers, sleepovers and built sand castles with. We stood by each other in times of trouble, even during times when we were the ones at fault. We always defended each other. The Nina I have done a thousand things I couldn’t keep track of was the angry ex trying to mess with my marriage.I shook my head over and over, trying to push away the idea. Hot tears blurred my vision and made my eyelids tremble. My heart couldn’t handle it. It felt like it split in two and sank deep in my stomach. What I was feeling at that moment was more painful than a burn injury.I sank to the ground, pulling my knees to my chest. None of this made any sense. It was like a tricky puzzle that couldn’t be solve
Chapter 40 BIANCA’S POV “I don’t know what you saw,” he raised the broken phone to indicate he was talking about it. “But I can assure you I’m not involved with your best friend,” he scoffed as if saying ‘best friend’ was a curse. “Even if she were the only woman, I would never.” I stared at him in disbelief. This man was driving me crazy. I know what I saw. It was Nina’s number. Her only number. If he can deny it like that despite the clear evidence, then what makes me think he wouldn’t do the same to me one day? He can’t be trusted. “I know what I saw, Richard,” I exaggerated my emotions, hoping to make him feel he had no choice but to tell me the truth. If he truly cares about me and has real feelings for me, I believe he will do that. “You were flirting with her at our wedding, right in front of me. You didn’t even think about me… or respect my parents… respect our union…” He put his hands on his hips and let out a heavy sigh as if all this was too much for him to bear. Loweri
Chapter 41 BIANCA’S POV I sighed when I saw it was my mother. Quickly, I wiped away my tears with the back of my hands. I couldn’t let her know I’d been crying. When using my hands to wipe didn’t help much, I lowered and used Richard’s shirt. It was teardrops, it wouldn’t leave a stain, so I didn’t have to worry. I cleared my throat repeatedly until it felt less thick. The call ended because I wasted some much time, and instead of waiting for her to call back, I decided to call her myself. After a few seconds, she answered. “Hey sweetie,” her voice blared from the speaker. It sounded cheerful as usual. Sweet and warm, like a songbird. I tried to match her tone even though I knew I couldn’t from how I was feeling. “Hey Mum,” I said with a forced smile as if she could see me physically. “How are you doing?” I paused for a bit before answering. “I’m fine, mum. What about you and Dad and Thea?” It’s been just a day since I last saw them, yet it felt like a month or even more. “We
Chapter 42BIANCA’S POVMr. Sam was my father’s right-hand man, or I would say our family concierge. He worked closely with my father since I was a little girl, handling various responsibilities to ensure smooth operations and meet the needs of our family.Some of his tasks included helping my father manage the operations of his construction company, managing his schedules, appointments, our family travel arrangements, event planning, special occasions, and also sourcing important information. At times, he took me and Thea to school and brought us back when both of my parents weren’t available. Several times, he attended our PTA meetings.Since I couldn’t decide if Richard was lying or telling the truth and Nina would definitely lie when I confronted her about the matter, Mr Sam was the right person for the job. With his connections and how good he was at his job, I believe he’ll find out about Richard’s past life and relationships; who he’s been involved with or was involved with, i