“What are you doing here?” Eureka snapped, still holding the door ajar.
Cassandra raised an eyebrow. “Won’t you at least allow your best friend to enter?” Cassandra said sarcastically, a pretentious smile fueling her face. Eureka’s blood boiled at the mention of her being her best friend. “Best friend indeed. You’re not worth being an acquaintance. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, that’s what you are. Now turn around and get lost,” Eureka said, pointing her finger angrily behind Cassandra. “Baby,” Cassandra cried as she sighted Raymond coming their way. “Your little vixen doesn’t want to let me in.” The force at which Raymond pulled Eureka away from the door made her stumble back, almost falling. “Babe,” Raymond smiled, embracing Cassandra with all the warmth he possessed. “I didn’t know your flight would arrive so early. Why didn’t you call me to come pick you up? Hope it wasn’t stressful locating this place,” he said as he broke free from the hug, his eyes bright and his tone cheerful. There was something about the way he looked at Cassandra, his soft smiles, the sparkle in his eyes. He was indeed in love with her. “I wanted to surprise you,” Cassandra smiled, her hands on Raymond’s shoulders while she fondled his hair from the back. “I just couldn’t wait to see you.” Eureka stood frozen on the spot, watching the pair. This was supposed to be her honeymoon. Couldn’t Raymond wait for them to return home before cheating on her? It was too much of a humiliation, but what could she do? Who could she turn to? Her parents would be the last people to listen to her. “What is the meaning of this, Raymond?” she snapped, her tone laced with anger as she stepped towards them. “Why is she here? Why would you invite your side piece to our honeymoon?” “Mind your language,” Raymond fired back, facing her. “You don’t get to question me on who I invite to my honeymoon. This would have been her place if you hadn’t manipulated my father into making me marry you. We are married now, but stay out of my business,” he yelled at her, his expression dark and spine-chilling. But when he turned to look at Cassandra, everything changed. “I’m famished, baby. Can I have breakfast now?” Cassandra mumbled, her voice barely audible. She was trying to spite Eureka even more. “Yeah, sure. Let’s have breakfast together,” Raymond interlocked his hand with Cassandra’s, leading her to the dining room. Cassandra glanced back at Eureka, a satisfactory grin stretching her face. Eureka clenched her fists, gnashing her teeth before storming out of the house. “What are you staring at? Go get another plate now!” Raymond barked at Rita as he pulled out a chair for Cassandra to sit on. Some minutes later, Rita went out to look for Eureka. She found her in the gazebo, her head resting on a table. “Ma’am?” Rita tapped Eureka on the shoulder, making her jerk a bit as she lifted her teary eyes to look at Rita. “Can I sit?” Rita asked, and Eureka nodded for her to as she wiped her tears. “I’m sorry about what the boss said to you. Don’t you think you should report him to his father? I’m sure he wouldn’t allow such a thing,” Rita suggested, concerned. Eureka chuckled sadly. “It’s too early, Rita. It’s barely 24 hours since we got married, and I will already start complaining? For how long will I continue to complain then?” she said. “But what the boss is doing is not good. How could he bring his mistress to the house on your honeymoon?” “Well, like he said, our marriage is just on paper. He can do whatever he wishes. I just want the honeymoon phase to be over already. I can’t wait to go back home,” Eureka said, reclining against the chair. “I understand how you feel, ma’am,” Rita expressed her concern. Eureka had to avoid Raymond and Cassandra as much as she could. She stayed up in the room after leaving the gazebo, insisting her lunch and dinner be served in the bedroom. She tried convincing herself with the fact that she didn’t like Raymond, but the thought of him finding solace in the arms of another woman gripped her heart. Tears kept welling up in her eyes each time she heard them laugh and call each other sweet names. She tried distracting herself by focusing on sketching a dress when the door burst open, Raymond entering. She glanced at him once. He moved closer to her, his hand landing on the paper she was drawing on, making her look at him. “Cassy wants to sleep,” he said calmly. “So?” Eureka shrugged, her voice barely audible. “So, you have to move to the other room.” “I don’t understand,” she turned her attention to him. “You want me to vacate the room for Cassandra?” she tilted her head, her tone laced with disbelief. “You heard me right. Pack your bags to the other room now,” he said, his voice firm. “I won’t do such a thing,” she declared, holding Raymond’s stern gaze. “Over my dead body will I leave this room for Cassandra. Like seriously, what’s your problem, Raymond? Why couldn’t you at least wait till our honeymoon phase is over before inviting her? That’s so disrespectful, you know that?” “And who am I supposed to be respecting?” his voice dripped with disgust. “The marriage term, Raymond!” Eureka snapped, standing. “I have been trying to accept this misconduct of yours, but the more I try, the more it chokes. If you have no respect for our family who arranged this marriage, you should respect holy matrimony itself. Love you or not, I won’t have you ruin my honeymoon. I want that woman out of this house earliest tomorrow,” she declared, her eyes blazing with anger. “And if I don’t?” Raymond tilted his head. “Then, you leave me with no choice but to report you to your father,” she said between gritted teeth. “You wouldn’t dare!” he groaned, grabbing her arm tightly, his eyes darkening. “Let me go,” she struggled to free her arm from his clutch, but he was holding too tight. “If my father hears anything about this, I will make sure your family’s company liquidates, and your parents will be thrown into abject poverty, one they can never recover from in a million years. Dare me!” he warned her, letting go of her hand.Eureka couldn’t believe her ears as she stared at him, her chest heaving with anger and frustration. “I hate you, Raymond,” she muttered, her voice barely audible, her eyes stern on his. “But leaving this room for Cassandra? That’s never going to happen,” she dared him, sitting back on the stool and wiping the tears trickling down her face.“Baby,” Cassandra’s voice broke the tense atmosphere. Raymond’s intense gaze softened as he looked toward the door, where Cassandra stood yawning. “I’m sleepy, baby. Go get my bags from the other room,” she said, walking toward the bed.“I’m coming,” Raymond replied, sounding like the devoted lover he was, before leaving the room.“How does it feel, Eureka?” Cassandra’s sleepy tone vanished, replaced by a sharp, taunting one as she settled on the bed. “I can easily command your dear husband to do whatever I want. The sooner you pack up and leave this room, the better for everyone. This is my honeymoon now, and you’re the unwanted third party,” she
The following morning, Eureka headed downstairs, yawning and stretching. She had slept heavily and didn’t realize Raymond had entered the room she was in. Reaching the living room, her eyes scanned the space. “Rita!” she called out, yawning again. She knocked on Rita’s door, but there was no response. She searched the kitchen, checked outside, and looked everywhere she thought Rita might be.“Shit!” she cursed, suddenly remembering she had locked Raymond and Cassandra in the bathroom. She rushed upstairs, her slippers echoing through the quiet house. Bursting through the door, she froze at the sight of Cassandra sleeping peacefully on the bed. The scene twisted her stomach. She wanted to drag Cassandra out of bed, but knowing Raymond would retaliate, she sighed and quietly closed the door.As she turned to head back downstairs, she came face to face with Raymond, his eyes narrowed and fixed on her.“Your plan failed,” he mocked, stepping closer. Eureka instinct
“You let her go!” Cassandra wailed, hitting Raymond with her balled fists as she sprang up. “What am I supposed to eat now? Is this what you call food?” she pointed at the eggs benedict with a sneer.“Calm down, babe,” Raymond said, cupping her face with one hand. “Why don’t you go make what you want for now? I’ll handle Eureka later. It’s too early for a fight.”“You’re taking her side!” Cassandra snapped, batting his hand away from her face. “Why are you suddenly on her side? You should’ve dragged her back, pushed her into the kitchen, and locked her there until she made what I want. Why didn’t you do that? Have you forgotten she locked us in the bathroom last night? If you hadn’t broken the door, we would’ve slept there,” she grumbled, disappointment lacing her tone. She had come to make Eureka pay for marrying her man, but if Raymond kept being lenient with her like this, her mission wouldn’t be accomplished.“Alright, you can have this,” he pushed the tray over
Eureka sat opposite Raymond in a five-star restaurant, nestled in the bustling city of Paris. Her focus was fixed on the transparent glass, lost in thought. What if she had married the man who truly loved her? Would she have experienced the beauty of Paris to the fullest? Would she be among those who praise the remarkable city of romance? She sighed, overwhelmed by everything.“Eureka?” Raymond’s voice snapped her out of her reverie. She looked at him. “You seem lost. What would you like to eat?” he asked as the waiter waited on them.“Anything you’re eating,” she replied simply, returning her gaze to the glass. Raymond placed the order, and the waiter left.“Eureka,” Raymond called again, this time with frustration in his tone. “I thought you said we should act like a couple to avoid suspicion. Why are you lost in thought? Don’t you like it here?” he asked calmly.“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “The place is nice, I like it,” she added simply, keeping her attention on
“Let go of me!” Eureka yelled as Raymond dragged her into the house. She struggled to free her hand from his tight grip. He shoved her roughly onto the couch, making her cry out in pain.“What do you think you were doing with him?” Raymond snapped, his irritation boiling over. “How could you behave so shamelessly in public? You’re my wife!”His words ignited Eureka’s anger. She shot to her feet, shoving him back and causing him to stumble.“Don’t you dare try to manhandle me!” she fired back. “What gives you the right, Raymond? You flirt with Cassandra and then flare up when I talk to your cousin? What do you take me for? From now on, I’ll flirt with whoever I want, and you won’t do a thing about it. Watch me,” she declared, turning to walk away.Raymond grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him again.“You’re my wife!” he growled through gritted teeth. “I own you, and you will obey me. This is the last time I want to see you with Harvey. Do you understand?”“Pray you don’t find me in
From the day of the slap, Eureka avoided crossing paths with Cassandra and Raymond. She barely gave them a chance to complain, quickly fixing meals and cleaning the house. She had become a housekeeper on her own honeymoon. When she suggested staying in a hotel, her father-in-law insisted they use an apartment he had reserved for them. Now, here she was.On this particular day, she plugged in her headphones, listening to music while cleaning the living room, when her phone buzzed. It was Raymond’s father calling. She hesitated, her mind racing to conjure lies that could convince him the honeymoon was going perfectly well.“Good day, Uncle,” she answered, her tone filled with feigned excitement.“Good day, dear. How have you been? Sorry I haven’t called since the wedding. I hope everything is going well with you two,” Raymond’s father said, his voice full of concern.He had taken a liking to Eureka ever since the day she gave him a ride when his car broke down. He believed she was virtu
❗How would you feel if your husband invited his mistress over on your honeymoon?❗~~~~~~~~The grand hall doors swung open, revealing the most beautiful bride of the year standing at the entrance with her father. Her expression was blurred by the piercing rays of the sun. She hesitated, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life—if only the marriage was for love, and not some damn business arrangement. "Compose yourself, Eureka," her father whispered, tightening his grip on her trembling hand. "You know what will happen if you mess things up. We will be doomed forever." His tone was laced with both anger and fear. This marriage was their last hope, and if Eureka messed up, only God could define their fate. "Let’s keep going. Don’t get the crowd suspicious," he added, pulling Eureka along, though her steps faltered. She had dreaded this day for weeks, ever since her father announced her marriage to Raymond Blackwood, a man she barely kn
She couldn’t unsee what she had just seen. Her supposed groom was in the dressing room, kissing Cassandra hungrily as if his life depended on it.“You are all I’ve ever wanted, Cassy,” Raymond’s words were soft, almost inaudible as he pulled away from the kiss.“Then why did you have to choose her?” Cassandra’s voice was faint, almost choking on her words. “If you love me, why did you have to marry that slut?”Each word pierced Eureka’s heart like a sharp knife.“I’ve told you about it. My father forced this union, and that opportunist is taking advantage,” Raymond spat, his tone laced with disgust. It tore Eureka apart from where she stood. “If it were up to me, I’d choose you over and over again. I just can’t wait for this façade to end. We’ll be together again, trust me,” he assured Cassandra, his words a soothing balm against her troubled expression.And to think Cassandra was Eureka’s best friend made it all the more painful. Raymond had been rumored to have a girlfriend he loved
From the day of the slap, Eureka avoided crossing paths with Cassandra and Raymond. She barely gave them a chance to complain, quickly fixing meals and cleaning the house. She had become a housekeeper on her own honeymoon. When she suggested staying in a hotel, her father-in-law insisted they use an apartment he had reserved for them. Now, here she was.On this particular day, she plugged in her headphones, listening to music while cleaning the living room, when her phone buzzed. It was Raymond’s father calling. She hesitated, her mind racing to conjure lies that could convince him the honeymoon was going perfectly well.“Good day, Uncle,” she answered, her tone filled with feigned excitement.“Good day, dear. How have you been? Sorry I haven’t called since the wedding. I hope everything is going well with you two,” Raymond’s father said, his voice full of concern.He had taken a liking to Eureka ever since the day she gave him a ride when his car broke down. He believed she was virtu
“Let go of me!” Eureka yelled as Raymond dragged her into the house. She struggled to free her hand from his tight grip. He shoved her roughly onto the couch, making her cry out in pain.“What do you think you were doing with him?” Raymond snapped, his irritation boiling over. “How could you behave so shamelessly in public? You’re my wife!”His words ignited Eureka’s anger. She shot to her feet, shoving him back and causing him to stumble.“Don’t you dare try to manhandle me!” she fired back. “What gives you the right, Raymond? You flirt with Cassandra and then flare up when I talk to your cousin? What do you take me for? From now on, I’ll flirt with whoever I want, and you won’t do a thing about it. Watch me,” she declared, turning to walk away.Raymond grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him again.“You’re my wife!” he growled through gritted teeth. “I own you, and you will obey me. This is the last time I want to see you with Harvey. Do you understand?”“Pray you don’t find me in
Eureka sat opposite Raymond in a five-star restaurant, nestled in the bustling city of Paris. Her focus was fixed on the transparent glass, lost in thought. What if she had married the man who truly loved her? Would she have experienced the beauty of Paris to the fullest? Would she be among those who praise the remarkable city of romance? She sighed, overwhelmed by everything.“Eureka?” Raymond’s voice snapped her out of her reverie. She looked at him. “You seem lost. What would you like to eat?” he asked as the waiter waited on them.“Anything you’re eating,” she replied simply, returning her gaze to the glass. Raymond placed the order, and the waiter left.“Eureka,” Raymond called again, this time with frustration in his tone. “I thought you said we should act like a couple to avoid suspicion. Why are you lost in thought? Don’t you like it here?” he asked calmly.“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “The place is nice, I like it,” she added simply, keeping her attention on
“You let her go!” Cassandra wailed, hitting Raymond with her balled fists as she sprang up. “What am I supposed to eat now? Is this what you call food?” she pointed at the eggs benedict with a sneer.“Calm down, babe,” Raymond said, cupping her face with one hand. “Why don’t you go make what you want for now? I’ll handle Eureka later. It’s too early for a fight.”“You’re taking her side!” Cassandra snapped, batting his hand away from her face. “Why are you suddenly on her side? You should’ve dragged her back, pushed her into the kitchen, and locked her there until she made what I want. Why didn’t you do that? Have you forgotten she locked us in the bathroom last night? If you hadn’t broken the door, we would’ve slept there,” she grumbled, disappointment lacing her tone. She had come to make Eureka pay for marrying her man, but if Raymond kept being lenient with her like this, her mission wouldn’t be accomplished.“Alright, you can have this,” he pushed the tray over
The following morning, Eureka headed downstairs, yawning and stretching. She had slept heavily and didn’t realize Raymond had entered the room she was in. Reaching the living room, her eyes scanned the space. “Rita!” she called out, yawning again. She knocked on Rita’s door, but there was no response. She searched the kitchen, checked outside, and looked everywhere she thought Rita might be.“Shit!” she cursed, suddenly remembering she had locked Raymond and Cassandra in the bathroom. She rushed upstairs, her slippers echoing through the quiet house. Bursting through the door, she froze at the sight of Cassandra sleeping peacefully on the bed. The scene twisted her stomach. She wanted to drag Cassandra out of bed, but knowing Raymond would retaliate, she sighed and quietly closed the door.As she turned to head back downstairs, she came face to face with Raymond, his eyes narrowed and fixed on her.“Your plan failed,” he mocked, stepping closer. Eureka instinct
Eureka couldn’t believe her ears as she stared at him, her chest heaving with anger and frustration. “I hate you, Raymond,” she muttered, her voice barely audible, her eyes stern on his. “But leaving this room for Cassandra? That’s never going to happen,” she dared him, sitting back on the stool and wiping the tears trickling down her face.“Baby,” Cassandra’s voice broke the tense atmosphere. Raymond’s intense gaze softened as he looked toward the door, where Cassandra stood yawning. “I’m sleepy, baby. Go get my bags from the other room,” she said, walking toward the bed.“I’m coming,” Raymond replied, sounding like the devoted lover he was, before leaving the room.“How does it feel, Eureka?” Cassandra’s sleepy tone vanished, replaced by a sharp, taunting one as she settled on the bed. “I can easily command your dear husband to do whatever I want. The sooner you pack up and leave this room, the better for everyone. This is my honeymoon now, and you’re the unwanted third party,” she
“What are you doing here?” Eureka snapped, still holding the door ajar.Cassandra raised an eyebrow. “Won’t you at least allow your best friend to enter?” Cassandra said sarcastically, a pretentious smile fueling her face.Eureka’s blood boiled at the mention of her being her best friend. “Best friend indeed. You’re not worth being an acquaintance. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, that’s what you are. Now turn around and get lost,” Eureka said, pointing her finger angrily behind Cassandra.“Baby,” Cassandra cried as she sighted Raymond coming their way. “Your little vixen doesn’t want to let me in.”The force at which Raymond pulled Eureka away from the door made her stumble back, almost falling. “Babe,” Raymond smiled, embracing Cassandra with all the warmth he possessed. “I didn’t know your flight would arrive so early. Why didn’t you call me to come pick you up? Hope it wasn’t stressful locating this place,” he said as he broke free from the hug, his eyes bright and his tone cheerful. T
It was late in the night when they arrived. The room was dimly lit with a soft blue lamp. Balloons, ribbons, and elegant bold lettering proclaiming “Happy Married Life” adorned the wall above the headboard. Rose petals forming a heart shape were on the floor, with a lit candle in the middle. Raymond stood still, taking in the breathtaking view of the room, but to him, it felt awkward. His face held nothing akin to admiration but a sneer.“Why is the room dark?” he groaned, slamming his fist against the wall to turn on the white light. “Why is the room littered? I thought they said they fixed everything. Rita!” he yelled, calling for the housekeeper.Rita rushed in almost immediately, her breath quickened. “You called me, Sir,” she said, her voice faltering.Out of tiredness, Eureka sat on a stool, taking off her jewelry while ignoring her husband’s rantings.“Why is the room littered? What’s all this? Look at the bed. Why are there flowers on the bed? Am I supposed to sleep on that? W
“I thought I told you not to invite her?” Raymond’s father scolded as he pulled Raymond aside. “What will society say when they see your ex-girlfriend on your wedding day? Why were you smiling with her? Why were you even talking to her?” His father was furious, and Raymond couldn’t afford to enrage him further.“I didn’t invite her, Dad,” Raymond said, his voice sharp. “She’s the bride’s best friend, so she has every right to be here.”“If you know she’s the bride’s best friend, then why are you frolicking around her?” his father’s tone remained tight, his eyes burning with rage. “Listen, Raymond. I won’t have you misbehave on your wedding day. If you know what’s good for you, stay away from Cassandra. Act like you’ve never seen her in your entire life. If I notice anything suspicious or hear whispers about you being near Cassandra, I don’t need to tell you what will happen,” his father warned, storming away.Raymond clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger. He deeply resented