"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..
View More(Ashley)It's that bitch!It's really her.What the hell is she doing here?I clench my fist in rage, my blood boiling with lingering resentment.I'd made sure I kept her out of Dean's life, never thought she'd show up here after all these years.It was an easy peasy, she loved and trusted me, warmed up to me so quickly. It wasn't so hard putting her out.I'd planned everything since the day I deliberately ran into her.And then, the perfect timing came, I'd baited her out.I thought I've won, thought Dean would be so vulnerable to fall into my arms, to see my love for him. but he didn't, for some reason he'd acted indifferently to me.And then, I thought to myself, maybe he needed time to get over her, to accept she'd left him for good. I'd convinced myself he'd come around.But then, months turned into years and Dean's still the same.He acts like he's over her, he'd pretend like he's fine with the divorce but I know he isn't.I can see right through him. And it hurts to know he'd n
(Dean)I can feel my nostrils flare up in an intense anger and frustration as Bella ignored me, walking back into the hall.There's just something about her unmistaken resolve, a subtle reminder of how much she hurt me, how much she played with my feelings.She isn't sorry, not even rueful.That brings me to those tears, her pleads, asking me to hear her out. I can feel my chest tighten at the thought of it.Where they even real?Has anything about Bella ever been real?I clench and unclench my fist at my sides, struggling to keep myself grounded.The nerve of her to throw shades at me, to throw whatever relationship she has with Calvin at my face, to ignore me.I'm not going to let this go. I sure won't.I mean, I'd buried everything that happened, at least I thought I did.Left everything the way it was, even with Ethan bugging me not to, I accepted my ill luck regarding love.But then she just shows up from nowhere, unfazed and suddenly acting bipolar.That's exactly what I can't t
(Bella)We got to our table and settled in. But then it hits me, Judy's table is just across us, and as expected, she's throwing daggers at me.I smile, more to them than myself.Judy is livid, furious even but as the matriarch that she is, she's doing a perfect job masking the turmoil brewing inside her from everyone but me."Are you okay?" Calvin's voice cuts me off my little moment, and I turn to respond."Sure, I've never been more okay." I reply, offering a smile.Calvin nods, reaching out to my hand and offering a gentle squeeze. "I'm glad to hear that," he says, his tone's soft as his eyes lock onto mine.I hold his gaze a little longer, the admiration in his tender look is clear, too apparent. Calvin adores me, it's glaring, everyone could see that and sometimes I just feel bad that I can't give him more.I widen my smile, squeezing his hand right back. He turns to a waiter, signaling for glasses of wine.I relax back into my chair, but the heated gaze from the table across n
(Dean)I whirl around to face Ethan, my anger and frustration boiling over. "What do you mean, Ethan. Didn't you see that?" My voice is cranky, louder than I'd intended whilst drawing the attention of a few nearby guest.Ethan drags in a sharp breath. "Of, course I did. But you need to calm down Dee, you shouldn't create a scene. Moreover, she's staying away, just like you asked her to. Surely, there's no problem in that," Ethan stated.I chuckle, a bitter amused one. "There's no problem in that, you say?" I spat, my voice is low but laced with venom. "Showing up here out of the blues is the problem, acting like I'd never existed after what she did to me is the fucking problem!" I fume, not backing down. Ethan glance around the room briefly, a cautious gesture and then he turns back to me. "Fine but this isn't the time or the place for this and you know it. I suggest you let her be—,""No, Ethan. I just can't." I blurted out before he could finish.Ethan raises his eyebrows, like he
(Bella)If I want to prove to everyone and myself that I've really moved on and couldn't care less of what Dean and his family has going on for them, then there's no better time than now.Turning up at that party, looking amazing and feeling confident will go a long way doing that.So, I did one of the things I know how to do best, a glam look and my incredible nack for fashion.A real stunner in every sense of the word.Picking up my purse, I glance at the mirror for the last time, a smile escaping my lips.Perfect, just perfect.Calvin and his driver are outside, waiting to take me.Just before I step out of my room, my phone buzzes in my purse.Quickly, I pull it out, to take a look.It's a text from Derrick.I click on the message, my eyes scanning through.Derrick: The private investigator just called, same old story, there's no positive response yet. But we won't back down. We'd keep searching until we find her or anything that might lead us to her, okay?I take a deep breath, l
(Dean)Wanting to know why everyone seems hepped up. I shift my attention to the entrance, my curiosity piqued and so does Ethan's.It clicks, I remember him, the guest who had everyone geeked.Calvin Williams.The CEO of Clein's and Brenco's new partnership. We'd met a few days back, and I personally asked Humphrey to send him an invite.But then, it's not really him that catches my attention and that of others, it's the lady with him.She's beautiful, a bombshell in every sense of the word and more. Slim, she's endowed with a well sculpted body, her curvy figure is out of this world. Her raven hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face.A poise elegance radiates from her every movement.There's no denying it, she's worth the gasp.She's on a stunning red dress that hugs her curves like a second skin, showing off every inch of her body. A body that every male and half the females in the hall are drooling over.There's just something about the
(Dean)I stand in front of the mirror in my bedroom, adjusting the cufflinks of my perfectly tailored tuxedo as I get ready for the Elite's party.It's been one hell of a hectic week but I can't complain, business is running smoothly, even so more than usual.My instincts is at alert when I hear the door crack open but I don't look back because when I stare back at the mirror, Ashley's standing right behind me wearing a rehearsed smile.Her presence behind me is stifling, almost suffocating but the only good thing is that I don't have to deal with her after tonight.She moves closer, wrapping her arms around my waist but all I did was step away from her in a subtle stride.Talk about who doesn't read a room, you're damn well giving Ashley her oscars.Just one more night, Dean. My inner mind soothes me.I muffled my distaste as I turned to face her. "You don't have to be here. Raymond is to pick you up, he always does," I have this look, eyebrows all scrunched up when I say this.I see
(Bella)A month later….Our plane touched down the city of New York. I inhaled deeply, letting the cool breeze touch my skin.One would think I wouldn't show up here with all the memories it holds, right?Well, here I am.I'm not gonna lie, realizing Brenco is the company Calvin just signed with had me rattled.It just leaves me feeling, maybe my past is back to haunt me.Calvin said the deal has been signed and finalized. But there's no way Dean himself will take up on the project, not for an expansion.Don't get me wrong, Clein's is a big name here in LA but trust me, is nothing compared to Brenco and it's billion-dollar subsidiary wings.I bet he has piles of projects waiting on his desk.But even so, if he does get involve. I'd be professional about it for Calvin's sake and mine.I know I should've told Calvin first up about it being a company of my ex. But seeing Calvin being pumped about the partnership. I couldn't bring myself to tell him.And I definitely do not want him baili
(Dean)I pocket my phone as I send out the message to Ashley.I don't care what she thinks or anyone else for that matter, it was silly of me to have succumbed to mom's pressure and tricks, by agreeing to date Ashley in the first place.Or perhaps, it was my desperate attempt to clear the air about the fuss of me still being hung up on Bella. Maybe I still am, I just can't admit it.But I shouldn't be, she cheated on me, she deceived me.And yet there's no single day in the last past four years that I haven't thought about her.What we had was beautiful, how could she throw all of that away?They say time heals all wounds but why can't I relate to that phrase? Because it's been four freaking years and it still doesn't make it hurt any less.I'm still angry, too angry at her and then at myself for still harboring this feelings.It's crazy, I'm crazy, aren't I?I turn to Ethan, wanting a distraction."Do you care for a drink?" I ask my best friend, Ethan as he plopped onto the couch."Y
(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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