Beautiful Mistakes

Copyright ©2021 Seerat Kaur       All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.       CHAPTER ONE                Softly, I smashed my head over her shoulder. I wasn't certain about walking in the club. I should be with my husband, smiling broadly, his hand tugging me tight to his side, a possessive hold on my waist.       It was nothing like my imagination. He never plucked a step with me. He never talked to me, he never looked at me.        'I'm just a showp

           I threw my head back as ecstasy surged through my body. Our bodies were drenched with sweat. I could smell *** in the air. I could never forget tightness.       My fingers dug in the soft flesh of her waist. I was careful with her but it couldn't satisfy my heart's worry about her.       Her nails dug in my shoulders, drawing blood. My breaths turned from fast to slow but not normal. Her hot breath was fanning my chest.       I zipped up her black dress through the cracks of my eyes. She was looking ravishing in a short black dress. She was an angel in a black dress. I closed my eyes again, feeling her nearness. I would never be so close to anyone. I could bet.       My eyes snapped open as I felt something wet over my shoulder. I glanced down at her with worry. Her face was hidden behind the curtain of her dark long hair. I

            My head was pounding. I couldn't forget his blue eyes. It was the first thing that flashed in my mind after waking up. I was scared before closing my eyes that I would forget him. Even I dreamed about him. His words were haunting me, 'Never forget me, Angel.'         " I would never," I opened my eyes and pushed the comforter away. It was the weekend. Livia would be home. I pushed myself up. I could smell alcohol, his cologne and *** on me. What would he be doing? He would have forgotten me? I shook my head.               'I need to focus on something else like my husband. Jasper shouldn't marry me if he wasn't already committed. And Lorraine, she's pregnant. I'm sure about it and Jasper is the father of her child. I know what I will do now. I should have done it months ago as Livia has always told me. This marriage is only causing trou

                                              I locked the door as Livia left my new house. I wasn't sure what to do. I had explored my house. It was so beautiful. It fitted in my imagination.        I walked into the kitchen. I opened the double door refrigerator. There wasn't much. In the morning, I needed to visit the grocery store or I could order online.        I was alone. My life had turned from west to east. I met him. I returned to Jasper's house. That night revealed the truth of our wedding. And here I was now, Alone. 

                               The days jumped to the weekend hurriedly. I had applied for whatever job I saw in the advertisement. I was still jobless. Jasper had asked me to work in his company. I didn't want it. Ivan had offered me a job in the publication world. But I refused him too. I didn't wanna work with my friend's fiance. Ivan had mailed me and asked me to reach the place for the interview at his friend's office. I didn't know anything about the job yet. I couldn't concentrate on anything until I met his parents and knew their reaction.        I put on a red dress and grasped my clutch tightly in my hand. I was nervous like hell. I hadn't eaten anything since the morning. I was afraid to throw up any time.        I was hoping they would invite us to their place as usual but Jasper invited them.