Alejandro. A feisty thing, that’s what she is. Trying to act brave but was scared and hurt inside. I kept on carrying her in my arms as we walked down the stairs and god do I want the stairs to end. I couldn’t believe even after these past years she still feels good in my hands, and I wouldn’t mi
Arabella. As soon as I could locate the room I was given (after about twenty minutes of looking for it) I locked the door behind me and luckily no one bothered me. I didn’t eat dinner not because I wasn’t hungry but because who the hell eats dinner at midnight? I couldn’t take a bath since I don’t
“So you having sex with her is just a one-time thing?” I asked with immense anger. “I….I didn’t know what came over me Arabella, I promise this won’t happen again.” He isn’t telling me what I want to hear. “Is this the first time?” I asked again and the line went silent again. I brought the phone
Arabella. I watched my best friend glare at the man beside me, I looked at her and then at Harry who also had the same look on his face which instantly turned to a grin. The look on Agnes's face was a first, I had never seen her look that way before like she wanted to beat him until he was dead, b
Arabella. “He cheated on me,” I repeated in case she didn’t hear it the first time. “I heard you Arabella,” she said in a small voice. “How? Why would he do that? You have done nothing but love him, I mean you both are so in love with each other so why would he do that?” She asked the same questi
Arabella. I’m currently lying on Agnes’s bed but wasn’t sleeping. I couldn’t sleep even with the banging headache and stuffy nose. I knew I would get sick from crying too much but I didn’t stop. The door opened and Agnes brought her head inside, she smiled softly as our eyes met and I returned her
“It’s the same one, Aggie. The same bastard who left me in high school,” I replied. “What does he want now? And why did he show his face now when he went MIA on you years ago?” She asked angrily. I shrugged, I had no answer for that: I didn’t know his reason for leaving, why he could leave without
Arabella. “What are you going to do now?” Agnes asked as she pulled from the hug. Honestly, I have no idea what I would do right now. I was thinking of getting a divorce, I can’t stay with a man who doesn’t think I’m enough for him. I wanted to leave him but that came with a price; my father’s lif
“Nothing much apart from trying to find out what your girlfriend's problem is.” Mom answered, causing me to look at her. With narrowed eyes, I asked, “What happened?” “She’s being a bitch brother.” Lily chipped in. “What?” “Yes, she’s acting like she owns the house whenever you are out knowing w
Ashton. Work was hectic, and getting home was worse. My week had started badly—by getting officially divorced—and it ended up being worse. I haven’t been able to concentrate for the whole day and if it wasn't for the help of my secretary I would have signed a million dollar deal with a rival compa
Alejandro. These past few days have been hell for me and for everyone around me, they know they shouldn’t say or act like a fool when I’m like this. I tried so hard to focus on business and get my head straight but instead, I waged a war with another small group in town. I haven’t done something
Arabella. Everything was finalized. My lawyer made sure everything went smoothly and now I can officially say that I’m divorced. I had a breakdown, crying myself to sleep while staring at the papers but after a while, I was able to stop, I even had a little party about the divorce. It still feels
Arabella. I didn’t know what to feel as I stared at the divorce papers; should I be relieved, hurt, or upset that he finally signed? My emotions were in a fucking mess and I couldn’t control it, my eyes stings and I know I was going to cry soon because my sight became blurry but I can’t. I felt to
Arabella. “At least I’m not the one who whored herself to a married man.” I smirked seeing the way her face dropped. She no longer had that smug look on her face and neither was she smiling. Good. “You don’t get to preach to me why I shouldn’t be happy or not when you are not happy, bitch. You sl
Arabella. It has been three days and I haven’t seen nor spoken to Alejandro—well I have been avoiding him. I planned on doing that until he got the message that I did not want anything to do with him and his violent world again. In those three days I took a long time planning my life, I wanted it
Ashton. I left the house after making sure Sandra was out in her place, looking back at everything I said to her the only thing I can say is that she deserved it. She shouldn’t think I would give her princess treatment because she is pregnant with my child—the same child I have doubts if it’s mine
She rolled her eyes and sat up, “You don’t intimidate me, Ashton. I’m not like your weak and defenseless ex-wife who does as you say. I am not going into that kitchen and that’s final.” She said and I ground my teeth together when she mentioned Arabella. I took a step forward, “You are nothing lik