Alexander My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the serene sight of Amelia's face, sleeping peacefully. My hand instinctively reached out to cradle her cheek, my fingers tracing the gentle curves of her features and a soft smile spread across my face.I sat up, tossing the covers aside, and was met with the realization that I was completely naked.Holy shit! It wasn't a dream!What have I done? How do I explain this? I burst into the bathroom and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water envelop me as I stood there, lost in thought, reliving the events of the previous night.Glancing down at my right arm, I noticed the faint scratch marks, from fingernails I guess, a reminder of the passion we shared. The memory of her moaning my name, her voice trembling with pleasure, soon followed, flooding my mind.Was I regretting what had happened?We were both adults, right? It doesn't have to complicate anything. In less than 8 months she would be out of my life. What happened
SeleneI had been living in Alexander's mansion for months. I tried everything to make sure Amelia got thrown out, but nothing worked. Instead, they got closer.He cooked for her! They now act like lovers. He even took her to Charlie's party last night. I can't lose Alexander, his wealth and everything that comes with him.I gaze at his picture until I fall asleep, every single night and my dream is filled with fantasies of him being right there with me.I think I might be in love with him! How can I have him when Amelia is very much still in the picture? I need to get her out before I completely lose my Alexander. I could use their closeness to my advantage. The one thing Alex and his grandfather hated more than anything was betrayal. I think no one in general likes that!Martins was a traditional man, he would love to keep his family reputation intact. If Amelia does any wrong, now that the world knows she's Alex's wife, then, even Alex won't be able to save her.I sat down in m
Amelia I leaned my back against the door and threw my head back."Nothing!" I exclaimed aloud.He really said that to me? He followed me all the way to my office to tell me nothing?!I don't know why he had so much effect on me.I strode over to my desk, snatched up my phone, and quickly dialled Hayley's number. As soon as she picked up, I launched into a frustrated rant skipping pleasantries. "Alexander is so very annoying!" I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a rush."Hi, girl," she said softly."Hi, Hay. Sorry to dive right in like this," I apologized."It's fine, that guy always pushes your buttons," she said with a chuckle."I know! And you won't believe what happened. We were intimate last night, and then this morning he..."But she cut me off before I could finish the story."What?!" She exclaimed her voice laced with a hint of excitement. "By intimate do you mean snuggling and kissing, or the actual thing?" She asked.I smiled slyly, "The actual thing," I said in a hushed
Selene I stood there watching Amelia and Jeremy talk. Jeremy appeared nervous, like he was speaking with a sophisticated person. That bitch doesn't even look classy."Two martinis," the bartender announced, and I turned to face him as he slid the glasses across the counter towards me.I faked a smile, and his eyes drifted away from me, refocusing on the people before him.I glanced around swiftly, ensuring no one was paying attention to me. Everyone was engrossed in their own activities.I discreetly retrieved the powdered sedative from my small Gucci pouch and deftly added it to a martini glass. The substance dissolved instantly, leaving no visible trace.I passed the drink to Amelia and with a playful nudge I asked, "Wanna hit the dance floor?" I asked."No, no. I think I'll watch instead." She declined."Come on, don't be shy. I'm sure Jeremy here would be delighted to dance with you." I said, nodding towards Jeremy. Fool just stood there stuck in place. I should have just paid
Amelia I groggily opened my eyes, only to be met with a piercing light that felt like a thousand knives stabbing into my brain. I let out a pained groan and raised my hand to shield my eyes. "Urgh... My head," I moaned, trying to sit up. But the room spun around me, forcing me to lie back down.Where the hell was I?I tried to remember how I ended up in this unfamiliar room. But my memories were hazy and unclear. I vaguely recalled going to the club with Selene, but everything after that was a blur. Panic set in as I scrambled to piece together the events of the previous night.I slowly turned my head to the side, trying to take in my surroundings without exacerbating the throbbing pain in my head. I was in a hotel room, but I had no idea how I got there or who I was with. A wave of fear washed over me as I realized I was almost naked, with only my underwear covering me.I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, trying to stand up. But the room spun again,
Alexander "Dude, you won't believe what's all over the news right now?" Charlie's voice blared through the phone, jolting my eardrum.I pulled the phone away from my ear, wincing at the loudness. I held the phone from an arm's length. "What going on?" I asked, my curiosity piqued by the urgency in his tone. "What's happening that's got you yelling at the top of your lungs?" I added."Where is Amelia? Is she there with you?" He asked.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "No, she isn't. I don't know where she is. Probably with her friend." I replied.His tone shifted, his voice taking on a serious note. "You should turn on the TV, man." He said."Just tell me what it is on the news that you want me to see.""No, you should see it for yourself.""Fine" I muttered reluctantly and snatched the remote control, my thumb hovering over the power button before pressing it. The TV turned on and I began to ask, "What exactly am I supposed to be looking at?" But my words died on my lips as my
Amelia I packed my things, trying to hold back tears, but they fell anyway. Our life together was ending, and I couldn't bear it. I heard Alexander enter the room. My heart sank as I saw the papers in his hand. He approached me, his eyes filled with a sadness that mirrored mine. There was also rage in his eyes. I wanted to scream, to beg him not to do this, but my voice was trapped in my throat. He handed me the papers, his hand trembling, and I took them, feeling like I was signing away my soul.As I scanned the pages, the words blurred together, but one thing stood out - our marriage was over. I knew it was a fake marriage but it felt real to me.I felt a sob rise, but I pushed it down, trying to be strong."You've already made your decision, haven't you?" I said, my eyes locked on his, but he refused to meet my gaze. "You're so eager to be rid of me that you've already signed the papers. That's how much you want me gone. You won't even look me in the eye."He shifted uncomfortab
Alexander I stood there, frozen in regret, as the reality of the situation sunk in. She was really gone, and I had let her walk away. Why didn't I stop her? Why didn't I confront her further? The questions swirled in my mind like a vortex, pulling me down into a sea of self-doubt and uncertainty.I thought of all the things I could have said, all the demands for truth I could have uttered. But I had said nothing, done nothing, and now she was gone.I was a fucking coward!"I picked my inheritance over her," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper as I around the room. "I mean, it was the right thing to do, right?" I asked myself.The silence that followed was oppressive, punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breathing. I felt like I was drowning in my own emotions, unable to escape the weight of my own regret.And then, like a whisper in the darkness, I remembered her parting words and the pain I saw in her eyes. She must really hate me.God, why was I feeling this way?