Chapter 1: Cheaters

Third Person's POV

Mortani is frantically putting together gifts, decorations, and food for her and her boyfriend's fifth anniversary. The heart-shaped foils hanging from the ceiling sparkled brightly, but the large banner with a printed picture of them hugging and the words "Happy 5th Anniversary" stood out more.

Everything is prepared, the food is cooked and still warm, and it is presented on a round but tiny table covered with red roses and two candles that provide light all around. She took out her phone and called her boyfriend. She contacted him several times but he didn't answer; she assumed he was too busy with his job, so Mortani decided to go to his workplace and wait for him. She put the food away before leaving.

 She took a taxi to the Maquillaje Corporation building, the city's most well-known make-up brand. She jumped out of the car, ecstatic. But then she inadvertently turned to the building's opposite coffee shop. She noticed her lover comforting and conversing with another woman, however the woman had turned her back on her, so she couldn't see her face.

As she watched the two cheaters chuckle, her eyes drifted over and her brow furrowed.

"Look at him, he's having so much fun!" Mortani said, picking up her phone and dialing her boyfriend's number once more.

 He noticed Ely reach for his phone, but he hung up and returned it to the table. She couldn't help herself and delivered a powerful kick on the poor door of the car, forcing the driver inside, who was simply waiting for her payment, to recoil. 

"Ah e-excuse me," the driver stammered. Who was now terrified by her outraged expression.

"Huh?!" she exclaimed to the driver, giving him a death stare.

"A-ah, the fare! I-I'll give it to you for free," the driver said tremblingly, starting the car's engine.

 "Wait a minute!" Mortani says as he opens the door and climbs into the passenger seat. "Please follow them!" she said, motioning towards the traitors who were now going towards the parking lot.

They were now following Ely's automobile with caution. 

 "You piece of sh*t... How dare you cheat on me!" she exclaimed as she nervously tugged on the handle of her purse, her gaze fixed on the back of the automobile they were following.

The automobile eventually came to a halt in front of a posh and costly hotel. Ely and the woman he was with came down, holding hands, and made their way to the entryway.

 "Are you serious? The f*ck Ely! You're choosing that girl over me?" she exclaimed, turning the two around. The taxi driver swiftly raised the windshield so they couldn't see her. They eventually entered the hotel without locating the source of the voice.

"You! just wait here, I'm going to knock something inside," she remarked solemnly as she exited the taxi. She saw them take the elevator as she entered the hotel.

"Excuse me," she asked the front desk receptionist, "what is the room number of the two people who just booked in here earlier?"

 "Ma'am, we're sorry but we're not allowed to give the said guest's room number because it could pose a security risk and it's also against our hotel's policy," she replied softly.

"Is that so?" Mortana scratched the back of her neck. "Can you at least whisper it to me?" She added.

"Ma'am, it's not possible," the receptionist said, her eyes narrowing as she smiled at her.

"Please," she insisted.

"Ma'am, how many times did I—" The woman didn't complete what she was saying as she abruptly grabbed her necktie and pulled her closer, whispering at the same time.

 "That man is my boyfriend, it's our 5th anniversary, but he's with another woman now," Mortani encouraged before releasing the receptionist's necktie.

They both glanced at each other, she nodded, and the woman nodded back, covertly handing her a key card on a piece of paper.

"Thank you," she blurted out without saying anything.

"You're welcome!" says the woman.

Mortani followed the number 69 written on the paper she was given.

"Even the room number shows how sh*tty they are!" she grumbled to herself.

 She was now standing just in front of the bedroom door. She inhaled deeply before swiping the key card. She heard a voice as she was ready to open the door.

"Babe, it looks like their door is broken, and they're only unlocking it by themselves!" the woman exclaimed loudly, as if the person she was speaking to was far away.

"Alright, babe, let's check on them later after I'm done here!" said Ely, who appeared to be in the bathroom.

"They call each other babe?!" Mortani exclaimed, surprised.

 She opened the door and entered the room without hesitation. She noticed a very attractive woman with long and wavy hazelnut colored hair, not enticing but fit, the height was intimidating as well, and its mild light brown eyes were hypnotic, causing Mortani to flare up with rage due to her insecurities.

"Who are you?" the beauty inquired skillfully. "Are you room service?" she inquired.

Mortani was speechless, and her eyesight began to dim.

"Thank goodness, we were about to call your service to fix something here at the door—" The woman was about to touch Mortani's shoulder when she abruptly stopped.

 "Don't touch me!!" she said as she slapped the beauty's hand. In horror, the woman took a step back and grasped her stingy hand.

"Hey, what's your problem? Why are you suddenly hurting your guests? I'm going to call your superior and make sure you'll pay for this!" The lady yelled and reached for the phone, but Mortani yanked it away and smashed it to the floor. "Hey!" exclaimed the woman.

"Hey to you, too!" Mortani says, pushing the female hard. "I wonder what kind of beating I should give a vixen like you!" "Where is he? Let him out!" she yelled. The woman retreated further till she ran into Ely, who had just come out of the bathroom and had just taken a shower.

 "Oh! Babe, are you okay?" he inquired, clutching his mistress' shoulder.

"Wow, Bhie! You lookin' fresh huh! Are you about to do some grinding tonight?!" Mortani stated gently but firmly. Her boyfriend's eyes widened in surprise.

Ely stuttered, "Bhie, w-what are you doing here?" The presence of her puzzled him greatly.

"I should be the one to ask you! It's our anniversary... But you're here with someone else!" she joked.

"Bhie, let me explain... It's not what you think!" he says as he walks up to Mortana.

"Don't come any closer! If you don't want your skull cracked!" she said, raising her fists as though in a boxing ring.

"Y-yeah, I won't come any closer," Ely said frightened.

 "Why don't you come closer? You're scared!" she asked.

"Are you insane?! You just said he should refrain from you," the woman interjected.

"Lydell, stop!" exclaimed Ely. He understands how upset his girlfriend can get. So, even though she wasn't throwing a temper tantrum, he wanted to calm her down.

"What did you say? Licht?!" She was about to strike Lydell, but Ely stopped him.

"Bhie, that's enough! Don't make a scene here!" he reprimanded.

"What a scandalous woman!" Lydell exclaimed.

 "Seriously! Do you hear yourselves? Such shamelessness! You're the one who cheated, and now you're the one who has the courage to show that I'm the bad guy here!" she screams angrily. They were speaking things she couldn't believe.

"You should be ashamed... you're the one who came here unexpectedly... and making a scene! If you had seen us entering the hotel, you would have just gone home... and waited for Ely's return, and there yell, shout, and scold him all you want so that at least the three of us aren't embarrassed here!" snorted Lydell.

 "What did you say?" She couldn't stop herself from reacting to what the woman said. She kicked her hard, causing Lydell to fall to the ground. "What kind of attitude do you have? Do you still have a brain?"

"Of course I do! I have a mindset that only smart people have," the mistress said, smirking.

"You're such a b*tch!" she exclaimed. Mortani was about to hit her again when Ely stepped in front of her. She slapped her partner hard and said, "Step aside!"

The man remained where he was, leaving her with no choice but to reach for Lydell's hair.

"Get your dirty hands off me!!" said Lydell as she grabbed the end of her hair and pushed her closer. Mortani tugged her hair until she was fully pulled out.

"F*ck off b*tch! Ely's my boyfriend already, know your place!" she snarled as she yanked the beauty's hair.

"Not my hair, you stinky brat!" exclaimed the woman as she attempted to withdraw her hands from her hair.

"Scream all you want! As if I'm going to follow you! Dream on! You deserve this!" she raged.

"Let go of me! not my hair, not my hair!" Lydell said again and again.

 Mortani continued to yank the woman's hair while Ely held her back. She came to a halt, stunned and wide-eyed at what she had discovered. She moved away from her boyfriend.

"W-what does this mean, Ely?" she stammered as she displayed the wig. "You're a man?!" she inquired looking at Lydell.