"Wasn't I good in bed? Didn't I spoil you enough? What the hell did those fuckers give you that I couldn't?" My husband, Dean, yells at me for the very first time, gripping my hand and when I look into his eyes, I see how much he's hurting, how much he believed all the lies, how much he's not willing to listen. "I'd never do that to you, Dean. I love you, please believe me," tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with him. "You're meant for the streets Bella, and that's where you'd always be," And just like that my once perfect marriage hits the rock edge in a twinkle of an eye. A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean, he promised to love me and he kept to his words, not until this day. And even worse, he used my past against me, something he swore never to do.. ***** Ethan Fernandez, is a notorious casanova and unlike his friend, he never commits to any woman until his path crosses with Ivy, the formidable lawyer and the last person that gives a fuck about men and their shenanigans. Now, the player becomes the played as his life takes an unexpected turn with the walking temptation that lurks in the form of Ivy Reynolds.
View More(Bella)I walk Calvin to the door after a casual visit.To be honest, I've been thinking a whole lot lately, Judy and Ashley's threat, Dean's revelation, it's been on my mind.Calvin turns as soon as he steps out of the door, facing me with a concerned look etched on his face. "Is there something on your mind, something you want to talk to me about? You've been too quiet lately," Calvin asks, holding my gaze.I shake my head slightly and forced a smile. "No Calvin, I'm fine." That's not true but I want it to be.Calvin holds my gaze for a second longer, I'm not sure he's convinced but then he drops it, much to my relief.He lets out a breath and replied. "Okay. Let's have dinner together tonight," he offered.I'm about to find a nice way to turn him down, my mind's unease to hang out right now.Calvin's voice comes through again, a lot softer this time. "Please don't say no, Bella. It's just my own little way of cheering you up," he retorts, offering a warm smile.I look at him, and h
(Dean)It's been days and I still don't know how to feel about the mean things Bella said to me.I thought mentioning the unsigned divorce papers will make her see things differently but I guess I was wrong.Yet again, she's proven to me that she never wanted to be with me.Why do I even keep trying?I mean, she cheated on me, deceived me but I'm the one who hasn't signed the divorce papers, who's been mooning over her and yet when I mentioned it, she showed no interest whatsoever in that.Like she didn't give a care in the world.I guess that did it for me.And now, I'm almost certain that I won't bother her again. I'm going to move on completely just like she has.I'd find the courage to sign the divorce papers officially and put everything behind me.So, throughout these days I've preoccupied my mind with work, attending more meetings than usual, my schedule has been a lot tighter, with barely a moment to spare for introspection.I even went as far as signing up for a gym membershi
(Bella)"Alright Mr Alfred, we'll be looking forward to doing business with you," Cynthia said, extending a hand to our new client.I nod with a smile, seemingly pleased with the outcome of the meeting."The pleasure is all mine," Mr Alfred replies with a smile, taking her hand.As soon as he walks out of the room, I turn to Cynthia, offering a warm smile. "You did great," I tell her."Thank you," she says in a dismissive tone, picking up her tablet to leave.I noticed Cynthia hasn't been as cold as she used to be towards me and that's a relief. Now, we can coexist as colleagues without any bad blood.So the thing is, she didn't answer my question that day, unlike Cynthia I know quite well, she didn't try to counter that, she simply walked away but not before I saw something flash through her eyes, which suggests that I might be right after all.~~I swipe my entry card and walk into my office, the meeting was a welcome distraction from the wheels turning in my head.The weight of Dea
(Dean)My phone rings and it's Humphrey calling. I click the green icon and press the phone to my ear."Yes?" I answer, sipping my coffee."Good day boss. The official document for the building has been finalized." He divulged, his voice crisp and professional.I bring the cup down. "Hmm. I see," I mutter."Yes, boss. Are you willing to retain the security officers working there?" He asks.I didn't even have to think. "Of course, everyone keeps their jobs," I reply."Alright noted sir. And the building inspection, when are you free?""Is there any need for that, Humphrey?" I ask, I have my decision of not showing up there in mind when I ask."Most definitely boss, it's one of your laid down policies before purchasing a property," Humphrey reminds me.I take a quick glance at my wrist watch, we still have time before my morning meetings. "Alright. Let's go take a look this morning," if l don't do that now, I'm not sure when it'd be.I'm about to hang up when I retort. "Oh, and one more
(Bella)Judy snorted. "That's bullshit! He's going to marry Ashley and your return won't stop that, I'll see that it doesn't," she spat, her voice shaking with anger.I laugh but there's no real humor in it. "Oh really?" I mock. "If you're so sure about that, then why are you here?" I ask, meeting her gaze with a hard look.She furrows her eyebrows at me, her jaw set in a way that tells me she isn't ready to back down. "To remind you of your place. And just so you know, that body can't get you, Dean, not anymore. You can only try. He's better off with Ashley, a more decent woman," she snaps."Is that so? I can try. Wouldn't even have to do too much. Don't you think so?" I smirked, my sarcasm cutting deep.Rebecca's nostrils flare, I could see her frustration bursting forth as she rolls her eyes. "Don't be ridiculous! You're not all that." She sneered, her voice steady but I can see the edge there."Well, If that makes you sleep well at night." I shrug her words off with a bored expres
(Bella)As l walk my way down the corridor, I spot Cynthia walking to her office, I quicken my step just to meet up.And most notably, she's been oddly calm, that's unlike her, she always seems to be at loggerhead with me, and doesn't fail to show just how much.Right on cue, I step in front of her door before she could touch the doorknob, she looks up at me, her expression blank.I drag in a sharp breath. "Look, Cynthia, about the other day, I'm sorry for snapping at you, it wasn't my intention to, I was just having a bad day," I apologize.She takes a step closer, her eyes narrowing at me and then she spat. "Your business, not mine. I don't care," she says outrightly but I know now that she usually doesn't mean what she says.And from what I'd observed, Cynthia wasn't best at showing emotions and she has a very strange way of showing empathy.She acts like she's bottling up so much, like something is eating her up. I'd like to think that her attitude towards me has everything to do
(Dean)"Make it make sense, Dean. You're not only stalking your ex-wife but a kid too? That's a little too much," Ethan says, eyebrows raised, like he doesn't get it."That's the point, Ethan. It's too much of a coincidence and no, I wasn't stalking the latter," I reply, my voice edged with frustration, as if trying to make sense of everything.Ethan furrows his eyebrows. "How so?""Okay, so I was parked a few blocks away from Bella's apartment," I say, giving Ethan a knowing look and then I continue. "And there he was, the cute little boy from the mall, walking side by side with a woman," I pause, the confusion creeping up my face once again.I look at Ethan. "There's another kid with them, she could pass for his twin, same height, they have to be twins, my guts tells me so but then the woman with them isn't the lady I saw with him at the mall the other day," I added.She could be their nanny, justifiably so but then that's not the nerve-wracking part.They're walking into the same b
(Bella)"Wait, you did?" Derrick raises an eyebrow as I hand him a glass of juice, while I settle into the couch just across him.The twins are out with Anne for a quick stroll around the estate while I'd promised to take them out to grab ice cream next weekend.I was just working on a new client's profile before Derrick came.I nod. "Yes, Rick. I just couldn't keep to myself anymore and if anything, Calvin doesn't deserve to be kept in the dark," I retorted.Derrick let out a long breath, almost in relief. "To be honest, that's just the right thing to do.""I know right. And Dean's been–," I pause, thinking my next words through.Derrick rolls his eyes. "What? Is he bothering you?" his expression shifts to that of concern.I suck in breath. "Not exactly, but he's been a little too much lately, dredging up the past, hurling hurtful words at me as if he'd planned to taunt me at every chance he gets," I reply but my voice has a sharp edge to it.Derrick's expression falters as he holds
(Bella)"Are you okay?" Surprisingly Cynthia asked as l walk down the hallway but l mistook her concern as she trying to pick a fight, like she always do.But I'm not about to engage her.I frown. "Not now, Cynthia." I said in a stern tone as I walk past her, my frustration simmering beneath the surface."Hey, I'm just trying to be nice here but you know what? Screw that," she spat, and next thing I heard the door of her office slammed shut.I ignore that, stepping right into my office, my chest tightening with an unbearable hurt.To think I convinced myself that I've moved past this, but there's never been a time Dean's words doesn't cut deep into my heart.And no matter how hard I try to act nonchalant, unbothered about his opinion of me, the hurt is still there. I want so much to be able to get over him completely.And I think I will need to get hold of all the emotions I'm feeling right now.It's not just hurt, it's even more of anger than hurt.A gentle knock comes to my door, cu
(Bella)"You were a whore Bella and you're still a whore. Jezz, what was I thinking?" Dean lashes out angrily as he threw pictures of me around the room.I haven't seen Dean this angry, it scares me to the pit of my stomach."I swear, Dean. This is all a lie, a mistake, a conspiracy," I wail, on my knees as I beg him to listen to me just this once."Shut the fuckk up, Bella. I'm done listening to you," he seethes. "My mom was right all along, a pig will always remain a pig," he spits the words out, like venom, unfiltered.My heart aches hearing those harsh words from him.Tears stream down my cheeks as I sobbed, but those tears doesn't move Dean, not anymore.My once loving husband, who stood his ground that I was his soulmate, who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, against his family.He didn't care about their opinion of me.A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean. He loved me and married me against all odds."You still crave that life. Don't you?" ...
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