"You know exactly what I want, just make sure you are here to give me what I want. That's all, I will text you an address in the next few minutes. Be there by seven this evening or I'm going to send all of that evidence to your beloved man and trust me. You are not going to like any bit of it," He said and disconnected the call. She frowned as she dropped the phone from her ear."That foolish idiot, what the hell is wrong with him? If he thinks he has me wrapped around his fingers then he must be the most foolish person I have met in my life. This is only going to continue for a little while. I have to find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible." Bella said and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. She needs to take a bath to be able to get all of these terrible thoughts off her headThat evening, Bella dressed up and made their way to the place where he would be meeting with Daniel. It happens to be a reserved lounge, he's not going to ask her to sleep with him right away
Bella got home and met everyone at the table. It seems to be a late dinner tonight as everyone is still eating their food. She walked past them without saying any greetings at all, she's so angry and pissed right now that she doubts if she will be able to say anything right from her mouth."Bella!" Fred was the one that called and she didn't have any choice but to answer to him. "Is there something you want? I'm sure you are having a swell time with your wife here. That has nothing to do with me so I will just leave this place right now." Bella said and was about to walk out of the dining room but she was stopped again by Fred. "Well I don't know what's wrong with you but you seem to be in a bad mood this evening. I guess we will see tomorrow then, I just wanted to tell you that your mom and dad called and they want to know how you are doing. You should call them Bella, they are really worried about you." He said and she nodded her head. She doesn't like speaking to her parents, the
Bella fled the lounge angrily, her stiletto heels striking the marble flooring with every stride. It was a high sound that mingled with the distant wave of music coming from the main bar. And she could still feel the snake-like touch of Daniel on her skin, with his voice droning on in her head. “$1 million” he had said as if she was a bottomless pit of money and she would part with it without a second thought. Believing that Daniel was now irrelevant, at least for her, was difficult. She made a fist, nails digging into the skin below, and exited through the double doors into the cool muzzle of the evening. The street was calm and the noise of the traffic was limited to the fleeting presence of the few cars. Bella inhaled deeply, attempting to shake off all burdensome thoughts. But she still snapped back to the man who was inside and how somehow, he managed to coerce her entire life around him. “Not for long,” she muttered, only audible to her. Bella was about through with him. She ha
A peculiar sense of renewal filled her, though it intermingled with the dread of permanence. Daniel was gone. He was no longer in the position to hurt her, menace her, or disrupt her day-to-day existence. But at what price? She had crossed a line, one that could be unsaid but had been said. And that line weighed heavily on her. This was the first time in several days, sleep found her without effort. Beneath the eyelids of darkness- guilt had ceased to exist and there were no agonizing nightmares, pure fatigue devoid of images filled her instead. Time passed by, and at last, Bella’s life started feeling somewhat in control. Fred had no clue about any of it, and Linda had not mentioned Daniel again from the time of that awful night. Bella was in the clear, or so she believed. One evening, when she got back, she noticed an envelope addressed to her on the doorstep. She looked around, her heart racing as she moved her hand to grab it. There was no name, no return address, and no postmar
Bella shivered as the words echoed inside her head. She felt as though she was in a glass box, like a mouse in a maze with no way out. “So, how do we do this? How do we win?” Linda leaned in closer, a gleam that was both deadly and attractive in her eyes. “We play them out. Whoever it is, they have their eyes on you and are waiting for you to mess up. So, we flip the script. We make it so that they have to come for us.” Bella frowned for a moment, a flicker of paint looking optimistically within her. “How?” Linda put her glass down and a wicked grin appeared on her face. “We will bait them. We shall go within the waters. But to go fishing, we need a fish. Something or someone that would have to come out silencing all fears and complaints.” Bella’s pulse quickened as she understood Linda’s plan. “You mean… me. Do you think I should act as a decoy? No way” Linda simply agreed with her, although her grin was much wider now. “Exactly. But you will not be on your own. I will ensure we
The picture’s borders were crumpling in the face of her tightening hold, still, she couldn't release it. Her head was a tumult of thoughts as she went through every utterance the man-made, in her mind, that was, even those with hidden meanings and threats. This was not merely some alien out to settle old scores. They were a set of individuals, well connected and with resources ready to threaten her. A feeling of nausea began to creep in on her: they had planned on turning her into a tool. They were not just seeking to extort her or reveal her misdeeds. No, they wanted her for them, in a wretched way that involved her doing unimaginable things under their direction. It was all in that man’s voice and that unsettling poise he held. She was no longer any person with options, existence, or hope for a tomorrow thanks to her actions. She was just a piece in their game. The atmosphere was heavy and suffocating, weighing down on her like water while she might be submerged underwater. Bella m
What’s your strategy? Bella with a steadiness of voice betraying her felt uneasiness asked. Linda leaned towards her and quickly said with a glint of fierceness and determination in her eyes. "We must determine their motives first. We will not combat an adversary that we know nothing about. I will call in some favors, and contact everyone I know. If there is a scuttlebutt regarding this group, I will discover it." Bella nodded, more resolved. “And what do I do in the meantime?” Linda smiled her dark smile. “Play along. They expect you to act as if they have you under control, so do as they expect. Let them believe they are winning. But watch out, Bella. Watch for any activity, anything that may reveal who these people are or what they want. The more we have the information the more the chances of us doing what we are going to do.” Bella's fear began retreating to a sense of purpose. She was not helpless – not entirely. She had friends, had resources. Most importantly, she had a str
The next evening, Bella was ready to meet Viktor for the first time. This morning she had received a coded message, instructing her to an unknown destination: a members-only club situated somewhere in the upper-class part of the city. It barred entry to all and sundry and only the affluent and influential were permitted inside. She chose her outfit carefully, opting for an elegant but simple black dress that allowed her to move, braid neatly tucked under her chin, ready to pull off the look of someone who would walk into the place and fit right in. The moment she stepped foot inside the club, she sensed that most of the clientele was staring at her and assessing her presence. The place was foggy with the aroma of expensive perfume and cigars along with a distant rivalry of quiet voices. Her eyes searched the bar section, her pulse quickening until it landed on a man at the bar: a tall, well-built gentleman in the finest of suits, with strong jawlines. Sharp pale eyes were looking at h