“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 instinctively stepped
“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 to her. “I
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 wa
The ringing of Eureka’s phone pierced the room, jolting her awake. The soft glow of sunlight filtered through the light curtain, brightening her face. She yawned, sat up, and stretched, her body aching. She rubbed her eyes while feeling around the bed for her phone. A sharp soreness between her legs made her wince, and she realized she was naked, covered only by the duvet. Memories of last night flooded her mind, but as she scanned the room, she noticed Raymond was gone. He had left her. “Who the hell is it?” she groaned as her phone continued ringing nonstop in her handbag, still on the vanity table. She scrambled out of bed, wrapping the duvet tightly around herself. Taking out her phone, her eyes widened at over 50 missed calls from Harvey. She gasped, stumbling back as she remembered she was supposed to attend the Paris Fashion Week event with him. “Shit,” she cursed under her breath. As if on cue, Harvey’s call came through again. She didn’t know what excuse to give, but she a
"What the hell is going on, Eureka?" Harvey asked as she pulled him away from the house. “Who is in there?” Eureka didn’t answer until they were back in Harvey’s car. She tried to compose herself, searching for a believable lie, but her emotions betrayed her. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. “Talk to me, Eureka. What’s the problem?” Harvey’s voice was soft, almost comforting. She glanced at him. “It’s nothing… I’m fine,” she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest. Harvey reached out and held her hand, making her look at him. “You know you can always talk to me, right? What’s wrong? Who are the couple in the house, and where is Raymond?” His questions only deepened her despair, and she broke into sobs. The idea of having a husband who openly cheated on her was her greatest fear, and now it was her reality. “It’s okay,” Harvey said gently, wiping her tears. “Just remember, I’m here for you whenever you need someone to talk to.” She nodded. “Thank you,” she m
Kaiden sat at his desk, his journal open before him, his hand moving effortlessly across the page. The more he wrote, the heavier the tension in the room became. He couldn’t remember the last time he had jotted anything in his journal, but now felt like the right time—he could no longer contain his emotions.No matter how hard he tried to distract himself, the scene kept replaying in his mind. He didn’t want to believe she found joy in the presence of another boy. It hurt to the core, but he didn’t want to confront her anymore. Fate had decided this—it was nobody’s fault.Many might think it was just infatuation, but he believed in true love. Age had no say in what the heart felt. Even a baby understood what it meant to love someone deeply and wish they could stay by their side forever.Just as a baby cries for its mother’s presence, so does the heart yearn for the one it beats for. As the saying goes, the strongest love is the one that makes sacrifices, not the one that holds on tigh
Raymond sat on his bed in the cell, his eyebrows furrowed like an angry bird, his jaw tight, and his fists clenched. He repeatedly pounded the bed with one fist. Macho was seated across from him, watching him like it was a great show.“She’s too stubborn,” Raymond groaned, slamming his fist harder against the bed, causing it to vibrate. “I really need to get out of here. Macho, we need…”Macho raised his hand, shaking his head, signaling that he wasn’t going to do whatever Raymond was about to ask. “I’m already a jailbird, man. Do you want me to commit murder again?” Macho said. “You’ve already taken enough of that substance. The next one might actually kill you.”“Do I look like I care?” Raymond snapped. “I just want my freedom. I’ll do whatever it takes to get out of this fucking place.”“You got yourself into trouble. Do you know what the jail in NYC is like? I’ve heard there are dangerous beasts there. Since you can’t control your temper, you might be dead before you even get the
Jared entered the house, and his two young kids rushed to welcome him. “Welcome back, Daddy,” they greeted as he lifted them both into his arms. He kissed each of them.“How are my angels doing?” he asked.“We’re good. Guess what, Daddy? We scored a hundred out of a hundred on our tests,” the older one said, smiling proudly.“Really? I’m so proud of my girls,” he said, setting them down on the couch. “Close your eyes. Daddy wants to perform magic.”“Yay!” they exclaimed excitedly and shut their eyes. He held up two small bags.“Ta-da!” he said, and the girls laughed, opening their eyes. They took the gifts from him, pulling out packs of chocolates and ice cream.“Enjoy, girls. Daddy needs to freshen up,” he said, heading upstairs.“You’re the best, Daddy!” they exclaimed.Jared stopped, looking back at them, a sad smile forming on his face. “I wish I was,” he muttered to himself before walking upstairs.When he reached the bedroom, his wife sat on the bed, blankly staring at the wall.
The next day, Melissa composed herself and returned to Jared’s office. She had made up her mind to finally tell him about Stetson. Besides, what was she thinking? She didn’t expect him to hide that the woman she saw the other day wasn’t his wife. What made her think she had another chance in his life?“Jared?” she called as he appeared at his office.“Damn it, Melissa. What the hell is this? Why do I suddenly see you everywhere? Are you stalking me?” he grumbled, clearly pissed off.“I’m not stalking you, okay?” she snapped. “I didn’t have the chance to tell you why I came to your office last time. I have something to say,” she said calmly.“I’m not interested. Keep your words to yourself. And let this be the last time I see you near my office,” he warned. “Do you want to ruin my marriage? What if my wife finds out my ex has been showing up at my office? Stay away from me, Melissa.”“It’s not intentional, okay? I didn’t know your wife was insecure and didn’t trust you.”“Watch your mo
Eureka was in her office, working effortlessly on her laptop, her eyes fixed on the monitor as if her life depended on it. She checked a folder on her desk, then continued. Soon, her secretary walked in.“Good day, ma’am,” she greeted.“Yes, Betty. Do I have an appointment?” Eureka asked, glancing at Betty once.“Yes, ma’am. You have a meeting with the manager of Lords and Ladies Design tomorrow at noon. I also got a call from Crafty Craft Design, but you told me to cancel it. You have no other appointments, ma’am,” Betty explained.“In that case, set up a meeting with—”At that moment, the door flung open, and Mr. Mathews entered.“Excuse us, Betty,” Eureka dismissed her, and she left.“What’s the meaning of this, Mr. Mathews? Why barge into my office uninvited?” she demanded, her voice tight as she glared up at him.“You look even more beautiful when you’re angry,” he teased, walking over. He held her chin and stole a kiss.“What the hell?” She pushed him back, but he didn’t stagger
“What the hell is wrong, man?” Raymond’s cellmate asked as Raymond paced back and forth, deep in thought. “Why are you moping?”He was a burly man with golden-brown curly hair, tattoos on his neck and left hand, and eyes as sharp as a hawk’s.“I need to get out of here,” Raymond groaned. “I need to be with my family. I can’t leave them alone now.”“Are you serious right now? Did you just realize you have a family? When you were committing those crimes, why didn’t you think about them?” the man sneered, sitting cross-legged on his bed, reading a newspaper.“I am damn innocent!” Raymond groaned. The man looked up at him. “I was framed. I’ve never done drugs, never killed anyone.”“You think yelling will make the officers believe you’re innocent and open the door for you to leave?” the man chuckled. “Wake up, man. We’re going to be here forever. There’s no miracle happening soon, so relax and adapt to being a lonely, dejected man.”“Never!” Raymond growled. “I’m not accepting such a fate
Though it had been a week since their visit to the station, Kailani still hadn’t recovered. Everything seemed to be happening too fast. The parents she had known all her life turned out to be her grandparents, the man she knew as her boss was actually her father, and her first love turned out to be her brother. No matter how hard she tried to adjust, things kept spiraling out of control.She was seated on a bench in the school compound, refusing to go to the cafeteria. Kaiden had decided to get them some snacks. A novel lay open in her hands, but she hadn’t read a single word. Her eyes were fixed on the distance, her heart skipped beats, and her stomach churned. She feared what she might discover next.“Kailani?” Stetson tapped her, and she jolted slightly, turning to him.“What’s wrong? I’ve been calling you,” he said, sitting beside her.“I’m… I’m fine. What’s up?” she responded.“I didn’t see you in the cafeteria. Are you sure you’re okay? You were staring into space.”“I’m fine, S
The car came to a halt at the police station, prompting the twins to exchange confused glances.“The police station?” Kailani asked, her heart racing.She had been to the police station a couple of times whenever her psycho mother was arrested for mistreating her. She never liked the place. Though others believed her mother deserved it, she didn’t want her there. She believed her mother turned against her because of her mental illness and the death of her father. She would always cry, begging the police and anyone around to bail her out. At the end of the day, the woman would do worse and get arrested again. It became a weekly routine until Kailani was taken away from her.“What are we doing at the station, Mom?” Kaiden asked.“We won’t be here long. I need to show you two to someone. Come,” Eureka said, stepping out of the car.As they stepped out, Kailani instinctively took Kaiden’s hand, her body trembling.“Are you scared?” Kaiden asked, wrapping his hand around hers, stroking her
Eureka sat facing Raymond at the police station. His right arm was strapped, his left temple bruised, and his lips broken. She took her time studying his face. “What’s all this, Ray?” she asked, feigning sympathy as she reached out to touch his face. He pulled away. “You don’t have to pretend you care,” he said coldly. “Why do you keep coming here?” “Don’t you like seeing me?” She tilted her head. “I haven’t been here for the past two or three weeks. Don’t you miss me?” “You put me here, so what’s the point?” “Look at you, Ray. Why are you always fighting?” she asked softly. “I’m sure your temper is the cause of all this. Do you enjoy being broken like this?” Tears filled her eyes. Raymond leaned closer over the table between them. “I don’t understand you, Eureka. One minute you hate me, the next you act like you care. What exactly do you want?” “It’s true I want you punished for what you did to me, but I don’t want you getting beaten up like this. It’s your confinement I want,