Selene "Ugh," I lifted my head with a groan and was immediately struck by the harsh sunlight, which felt like a dagger piercing through my brain. I fell back onto the bed. "Owww, I need coffee," I moaned. As I lay there, the events of the previous night came rushing back to me. I remembered kissing an unresponsive Alex. The flashback played in my head. "Selene, what the...!" he exclaimed, trying to push me away. But I held fast, my lips still pressed against his, refusing to let go. He finally broke away, shoving me backwards. I stumbled, regaining my balance. I glared at his insolent face. "Fine, I'll leave!" I snarled, storming over to where my dress lay, snagged it up and draped it over my head. "You're pathetic," I spat out and strode past him out of the room. "Damn Alexander and his attitude," I blurted out, shaking my head in annoyance as I returned to the present moment. A light tap on my door. “We leave in thirty minutes,” Alexander’s voice carried into the room
Amelia "I'll take a slice of each, please - vanilla, chocolate, and carrot cake," I requested.Hayley chuckled, "Wow, Amelia, you're really treating yourself to a lot of cake.""I know, I can't help it! Cake is my weakness," I replied with a laugh. It was nice outside. The weather was cool and Hayley was being a doll, as usual, paying for my treat. It was nice to step out of that imposing house and far away from my cold, absent-minded husband. Or should I say, boss?"Well, you've come to the right place. Our cakes are freshly baked and absolutely divine," the cashier chimed in."Definitely getting a few slices to go, then!" I said with a grin.Hayley raised an eyebrow. "You're going to eat all of that by yourself?"I nodded sheepishly cocking my head to Hayley. "It's what my baby wants.""Your baby, huh?" she teased, nodding towards my belly. "Well, I suppose you have a good excuse to indulge."I smiled, rubbing my belly affectionately. "Hey, someone's got to keep this little one ha
Amelia Mistress? Did he just call me Alexander's mistress?I halted in my tracks, standing like a deer caught in a headlamp. My head reeling from what I had just heard. The flashlights went off and I was blinded and dazed by them.Again, I felt Dean place one hand on my head and the other on my shoulder as he gently pushed me into the car. Hayley grabbed my hand, cradling it in hers."That was insane!" Hayley exclaimed. "I know, right?" I replied, still trying to catch my breath and gather my thoughts.Reporters surrounded the car, taking pictures and shouting at the tinted car glass as Dean drove away."How did they know?" I asked no one in particular. How did this happen? Panic set in as the thought of going to the house and facing Alexander, especially his grandfather crossed my mind."I had a feeling something was off. I just knew they were out there for you. I could feel it in my bones."Only a handful of people knew about my marriage to Alexander. I stared at my friend suspici
Alexander "Dean!" I yelled out. Striding out of the house in annoyance. He hastened to my side, "Yes, Mr Alex." "Go get me some ice cream." I curtly instructed."What kind of ice cream should I get, sir?" He asked. "Kind?" I asked confused."Yes, sir. Which flavour?" He clarified. I glared at him, realizing I hadn't asked Amelia what flavour she wanted. "Just get every flavour they have," I said, letting out a deep sigh. I could not believe I was doing this. But I gave in only because she was pregnant. I went into Pa Martins's room to see if he was still upset about the news, bidding my time until Dean returned."Pa" I called as I walked towards his bed. He raised his head briefly, acknowledging my presence before returning his focus to his phone. He was likely going through the articles that had been published in the news. And getting himself worked up."Have you discovered who leaked the story to the press?" He asked, his attention still on his phone. Give it a break, Pa.I s
Amelia "Please kiss me," I silently begged with my eyes shut tight. I waited, my lips still pressed lightly against his.I had imagined this moment in my mind countless times. When I could feel his lips on me. I wanted it to be as special as I had imagined.Time seemed to have stopped as I held my breath waiting. I could feel his breath as his lips parted slowly. Just as I thought our lips might finally meet, the jarring sound of his phone shattered our fragile moment.I opened my eyes to see him stepping back, a phone pressed to his ear. Disappointment surged through me as he turned and walked away leaving me alone. A sigh escaped me. He hadn't even spared a glance or a word. Alexander could be so cruel, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. I wondered what it would be like to be held by him, to have his complete attention on me for more than just a moment.I shivered at the thought and told myself it was pointless to dwell on what could have been.Later, as night fe
Selene I listened intently to the line as my father’s voice crackled from the other end. “Has he thrown her out of the house?”I leaned against the door frame, frustration gnawing at me. “She’s still there, but Martins is furious.”“Selene, is he furious enough to throw her out?” my father pressed.“From the way he spoke to Alex yesterday, he might not be furious enough yet. But when he finds out that the person who leaked the information was Amelia Fray, then he’ll be furious enough." I said, a sly grin spreading across my face.“Okay, keep me updated,” he instructed before the line went dead.I stepped out of my room, eager to see Amelia being expelled from the house. But everything seemed eerily calm. The house was quiet. I eavesdropped on Alex and Martins yesterday and overheard Martins instructing Alex to find out who had leaked the story.Given Alex’s efficiency, I expected him to have discovered the name of the person already. Was he really still unaware? Or was he reluctant?
Alexander "Selene Rodriquez!" I exclaimed. My phone pressed on my ear. "You are sure she's the owner of the number?" "Yes boss, I'm certain. The person who anonymously tipped off the press claimed Selene paid him to do so." The voice from the other end answered. I let out a deep sigh and ended the call. What was Selene playing at? I thought to myself. I shook my head. A wave of relief washed over me knowing I was right all along. It wasn't Amelia. God! I roughly raked my hand through my hair. What would I have done if she was the one? Throw her out? It was getting harder every day to resist that woman.Last night, I had almost given in to my desires. I was so close to tasting her soft lips. I smiled as I remembered her unusual night terror sounds. It had taken everything in me not to pin her to the bed and have her moaning out my mouth.I shook my head, trying to disperse the thoughts. There is no need to dwell on something that was bound to never happen.I dialled Charles's numbe
Amelia I sat on my bed, staring at the meal the maid had brought. Despite its enticing appearance, a sense of unease settled over me. I couldn’t quite identify the source of my discomfort.Suddenly, the feeling grew more intense, and a pressing urge to pee overtook me. I quickly stood up and made my way to the bathroom, hoping the brief interruption would help calm my growing anxiety.After relieving myself, I felt slightly better. I returned to the bed and began to eat. My phone rang—it was Hayley."Hey, girl. How are you doing?" Hayley's voice came through."I'm fine, just finished eating," I replied."Yeah, me too. I bought tacos," she said."Oh my God, Hayley. I wish I could have some of those. I would kill for them right now,""You have chefs there. I'm sure they can make whatever you want for you. Just ask them." she suggested."I don’t want the fancy tacos. I want the one we buy from the street vendor around the corner. They taste so much better," I said, noticing the door ha