After parking her car, Dalmi unbuckled her seat belts and reached for her bag to get her lipstick, and glide in lightly on her lips. She sprayed some perfume on her wrist and neck before opening her car's door.
In her hand were two cups of coffee and on the other was her handbag. With her two-inched scarpin heels, she strides the way to the tower's lobby.
"Good Afternoon, Mrs. Thompson!"
"Come again?" Carden furrowed his brows and put down his coffee, pouring all his attention to his wife.Dalmi, in her crossed arms and a straight face, repeated. "I want to work in your company.""Yeah, I heard that! I mean, why did you suddenly decided about this? I didn't expect it from you since–"
"Girl, why are you here?" Jackie, in his fake, annoyed expression, spoke. He was standing right in front of Dalmi, the door of the bar behind him, and his hand holding the steel knob."Why do you sound like you aren't pleased upon seeing me?" Dalmi retorted."You didn't even call me, so why would I be pleased?" he rolled his eyes and opened the glass door for her.Dalmi glanced at the glass, catching a glimpse at the tranquil and gorgeous sky.The sun was still up, but the red and yellow hues of clouds started to create the golden hour. Dalmi would've enjoyed this view in their penthouse's veranda, but she was here.The entire place would've been silent, only if her best friend didn't nag much about her surprise visit.She slumped on a high stool on the bar counter and combed her hair using her fingers."You've got nothing to do with this place, girl. Why'd you bother to go?" Jackie sneered. "And where is your husband? I will be beyon
"You can just ask him to do it with you, Dalmi! No need to exert a lot of effort to seduce Carden." Jackie acted like he was flipping his hair and sat in front of Dalmi."No! You don't understand! We have been married for a month. If he wants to do it, he would! It would be embarrassing if I would initiate it!" Dalmi drank another shot, pouring all her frustrations on it as she thinks of how to seduce her husband.She closed her eyes. Why did she suddenly think of those things? She was sure she doesn't like him. As far as she could remember, she stuck on her mind not to be involved with that man's life.Carden was way too far from his brother. Casimir was better than the older, and if only she wasn't married to him, she would still come after that man. Now that he talks to him and smiles at him, it would be more comfortable.But with Carden...she feels different. Every time he was around, and their skin would touch, she feels something burning. Her heart
Carden's gaze swiveled to the whole room. The bland walls of the waiting area added to the coldness he could feel from his fingertips. He bit his lips and closed his eyes, gently rubbing his palms on his knees as he silently prayed for the result of his tests.The calmness of the air inside the room and the awkward noise coming from the air-conditioner and ultrasound machine slowly brought fear in his veins, making his breathing ragged as he began to chant in whispers.
“Carden, do you want to sleep with me?” Dalmi’s sultry voice rang in the man’s ear. She pulled herself up and stood in front of Carden, tilting her head as she tries to take a peek at his husband’s reaction.“Why was it so hot? My skin felt itchy.” Dalmi trailed her fingers on her arms, her other hand reached for the hem of her dress to pull it upwards when Carden stopped her.He held her hand. A faint light coming from the small gap between the door and wall gave the woman a chance to see his expression. His bloodshot eyes felt like a knife piercing through her. It was too sharp, it could almost throw daggers at her. His prominent jaw was clenching hard and tight, his low breaths telling her he didn’t like what she said.“Why? I want to remove it, it’s uncomfortable,” she said and tries to remove his hand from her, but he pushed her at the edge of the bed, making her sit as he stood in front of h
Ever since he realized he was already a man and he could take any woman, he said to himself he would never take advantage of a drunk woman, no matter who she is.The image of a woman standing inches away from him, with her slow breaths and sultry eyes made his throat go dry, but he couldn’t even respond to what she just said.With Dalmi’s soft hand and small touches, Carden could feel his body temperature rising. He was sobber, and he was also sure he didn’t take any alcohol before going to that bar to take this woman home, but he felt so drunk with her blue pair of orbs. Her eyes seemed so clear, like a mirror where he could see what he feels.He wanted to embrace her. The moment her lips brushed on his earlier, he wanted to make it deeper. He wanted more, but he swore to himself not to break any promises.“You asked what you should do to make me stop...” Dalmi stood on her heels and played with the ha
The morning light shot through Carden’s face, waking him up from his deep slumber. The first golden rays of sunlight stained the calm blue clouds, peeking through his room as he rubbed his eyes.He wanted to stretch his arm, but just when he was about to raise it, he realized there was a weight lying above it. Carden glanced at his left and saw Dalmi’s resting face. Some of her hair strands were scattered along her face, and her breathing was low.Carden smiled and moved his face forward, maintaining some inches apart but enough for him to see her face clearly. His fingers, with a mind of their own, tucked her hair behind her ear and cupped her face.Dalmi looked like a baby when she sleeps. Her eyelashes were thick and long, her nose was straight with freckles complementing its bridge and some areas of her cheeks. Her lips were also pinker than what he could remember.Although Carden wanted to hold her waist and hug her, he was afraid he would wake h
With a frown on his face, Carden strides the way to their front door. He swore to himself, if this was his brother, he would punch him. He didn’t order something, and he was sure he didn’t call for maintenance, so who could it be?He shook his head, his jaw clenching hard as he grasped on the doorknob.“A freaking disturbance,” he murmured, still not throwing the person a glance. He was about to leave the door wide open for the visitor to come in, but the man spoke.“Mr. Thompson!” Jackie’s cheerful, fake girly voice greeted and waved at him, catching his complete attention.“Ah...yeah,” he greeted back, not sure about how he should react to his wife’s best friend. In his mind, it was always good if someone close to Dalmi visits her, but today, the timing was too bad that he couldn’t give her a smile.“Is Dalmi inside?” Jackie asked, peeking through his back as he tried to search f