I stretch my arms over my head, wiggling my toes as a yawn escapes my lips. My body is sore ànd everything ache in the most delicious way. Then it clicks in my head, a realisation that has me sitting up in bed with a jerk. This isn't mine ànd Javier's room and definitely the man with me last night wasn't my husband. Well, ex-husband because he served me divorce papers on our third wedding anniversary. My eyes scan the room ànd nothing seems familiar about it, not until a hauntingly familiar voice jerks in my brain. " I thought you'd want to sleep in some more considering what happened last night." My heart race and my breathing quicken. I will myself not to look at the direction of the voice . But, against my better judgement, I do and holy crap! I am immediately mesmerised by the sight before me. Lorenzo stands at the entrance of the bathroom clad in nothing but a towel loosely tied around his waist. My eyes land on his lips and goddess! I can't forget how those sinful lip
I step out of my car and out on my mask. I have a cap covering my hair and dark shades on before I make my way to the hospital entrance.It's been three days since the news of my divorce and my father's losing his company made the headlines.The media has been camping outside the hospital and I don't need anyone to brief me on who they plan to attack with questions.It's been three exhausting days of trying to run around asking my father's friends for help to pay his surgery fee.Guess what, they decided to kick us when we were already drowning. I am not stupid enough not to realise that Javier has a hand in this. Especially not after he took over the company, fired the loyal workers and terminated a few contracts with my father's supporters.The company has been in uproar while I have to sit and watch as he messes up my father's lifetime hard work.Sneaking into the hospital, I push the door to my father's room. My eyes widen and horror grips me when I spot a familiar silhouette hove
Lorenzo povI watch as her eyes widen in shock before something clouds those beautiful brown orbs. Is that shame I saw? Definitely. " You should leave too. " She says standing on her feet. Her innocent eyes look anywhere but my face. I can see she is broken, shattered even. But who wouldn't after what that scum of an ex- husband subject her to. I am usually not a compassionate person. I don't like my women weak and fragile but something about this woman stirs something deep within me. She has always had that ability since the first time I laid my eyes on her six years ago. Something about her pulls me to her, like how a moth is attracted to light. I want to pull her in my arms and comfort her. Casting one last glance at her, I walk out and head towards the reception. I make to pass when I hear the nurses gossip about Megan. " I heard she slept with an escort. That's why her husband dumped her. "" With a good man like Mr Massimo, why would she need to bed a gigolo? It's disgu
Megan POVHe smirks, his eyes settled on my face." Yes, Megan. What do yóu think about becoming my wife?"His voice is calm. Too calm I'd say for my racing heart." But I was..."" You were considering Javier's proposal? To be a mistress?" Something dangerous flashes in his eyes before it disappears and is replaced by a not so pleasant smile." That's not it." Composing myself, I defend." Oh!" Now he looks amused. " Then what is it, Megan?"He asks.Damn! My name sounds so pleasant rolling off his tongue." You don't mind I was married to your nephew?"I mean, this man is Lorenzo Massimo. He is the dream guy of every woman out there. He is rich , tall, powerful and handsome and I am just a divorced woman with a soiled reputation and a financial wreck.He shrugs, a ghost of a smile appearing at the corners of his lips. " If I did, you would not have been here, and we wouldn't be having this conversation."" Besides, we already slept together. What's there to care about anymore."I bl
I look at the woman reflected in the mirror ànd I can't help but smile to myself.Today is Lorenzo's grandfather's birthday party and I will be accompanying him to meet his family.It's crazy how despite being married to Javier, he never took me to hís parents. Anytime there was an occasion or an event, he would give excuses. Sometimes, my sister would go as hís plus one.I must really have been blind to ignore the red flags. He would always say that his family is complicated and that keeping me away from them was protecting me.I believed him ànd never questioned shit. Now, I realize those two started sleeping together behind my back for a long time. A pair of a cheating bastard and a conniving bitch. They deserve each other.Lorenzo didn't hesitate to take me to meet his family despite our marriage being fake. The way he looks at me makes me want to just pull down my pants and let him explore my candy shop.He has however kept his distance since I signed the papers. Ofcourse, I have
Javier looks at me, then to Lorenzo in utter shock. Do I have to say I enjoy the look on his face? If we weren't standing at the entrance of Lorenzo’s family house, I would have burst out laughing. “ What nonsense, uncle? Meghan is my wife.” Javier whispers, his jaws clenched. “I don't think so, homeboy. Last time I checked, you two are divorced.” Lorenzo States as a matter of fact, a grin on his face. He seems to be enjoying making Javier uncomfortable more than I expected. “ Since Megan is a free woman, I made her mine. So, back off little boy.” Lorenzo says, holding Javier's shirt and straightening it. “ Shall we, My lady?” He asks with a bewitching smile. He offers me his hand which I take. I don't spare Javier another glance as we step inside the huge magnificent living room. My eyes scan the room and I am not surprised to see my sister sitting shamelessly next to a middle-aged woman. “ Megan, what are you doing here?” Unlike Javier, Sophia is more composed as she asks.
Megan povSophia's overly sweet voice rings and I lift my face to see her standing behind Javier who is looking at me. “ I think I just asked a damn question Megan?” She shrieks, her eyes glaring at me. I fight the urge to roll my eyes at her absurdity. “ What are we doing here? Why don't you ask your lover?” I ask her meaningfully. Sophia turns to look at Javier who looks guilty as fuck. He dares not meet her gaze, making me scoff. I still can't believe I had lived with that kind of a man for years. He cheated on me with Sophia while we were married and now that we ain't married anymore, he wants me and Sophia too? He wants to eat his cake and have it too? The nerves. “ Javier, what's this bitch talking about?” Sophia asks, her gaze hardening. I smile, pleased with myself. It's stupid how Sophia thinks that Javier would be faithful to her when he wasn't to me. “ Oh well. I would love to watch a lover's quarrel but I don't have the time right now.” I say with a smile before
LorenzoI don't know what came over me when I saw Javier hold my doll. Not with the nasty offer he made her at the hospital. That sick fuck! After sticking his dick inside Sophia's pussy and choosing her over Megan,he dares come around proposing such idiotic deals? I usually don't bother with his actions but when it comes to my doll, that's where we draw the line. I warned him earlier to stay away from my woman but that fucktard seems to have a knack of annoying me. But, he will pay for his disobedience. Family of not, no one fucks around what belongs to me. Grandfather has strict rules that no member of the family shall hurt the other but damn the rules. If I don't remind Javier that Megan is mine, then I am not Lorenzo Massimo. They don't call me the devil for no reason in the streets. I have a reputation to uphold and that involves marking my territory. Megan is mine. She is my property and that sick fuck will learn that. Not just learn, he will respect that or I won't hesitate
Lorenzo I am pacing around my office.I don't know what else to do. I swear if this continues I am going to lose my damn mind. Actually,I think I have lost it already.It has been a week since Megan disappeared or should I say she was kidnapped. A week of turning the city upside down in search of her. But she seems to have disappeared out of the face of earth. That assumption scares the hell out of me.I had just landed from my business trip when I received a disturbing call. Everytime I try to recall, I wish I could erase the memory from my mind. It was a hard thing seeing Megan tied in a chair and beaten into a pup. Whoever kidnapped her made sure to do his research because alongside Megan was Katrina. Two women, both important in my life but in a different way. I could not save one and abandoned the other. That's why while I went to fetch Katrina, I delegated my men to go and rescue Megan. One would ask why I chose to save Katrina instead of Megan. I've been asking myself the sa
Megan POV I have never been as angry and anxious as I have been these past few minutes. Katrina has been telling me how useless I am to Lorenzo. It's like she has been on a mission to make me feel worthless and,damn girl! I am almost falling for it.It doesn't help that Sophia is mocking me too. Saying that no matter what,I can never be enough to a man, that every man in my life ends up leaving me, discarding me.“Let's see how important you are to your so-called husband.”Sophia greens at me as she adjusts the voice changer she is wearing on her face. “ It's funny how you think you are special and end up discarded like some trash." She taunts,adding salt to my already festering wound.“You better not say a word or I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your face.” One of the men threatens me. I chuckle bitterly. Why would I need to say a word to Lorenzo? It's not like he's going to choose me over his beloved Katrina. I am not going to beg him to save me. I better save that energy for
MeganAfter driving around for minutes, the car finally comes to a stop. After realising that I was being kidnapped, I tried using my phone to call for help. Of course, the stupid driver stopped the car, took my phone, gave me a good beating before tying me up and gagging me. Now I am pushed out of the car by two masked men who are armed. As much as I try to think,my mind can't come up with a person who would want to kidnap me. I haven't seen Javier lately so Harriet has no reason to do this. Does this have something to do with the threats I have been receiving about leaving Lorenzo alone? When two men push me inside what looks like an abandoned factory,my eyes scan the surroundings and that's when I see her. The lady whom Lorenzo has been flaunting all over. I am pushed ahead, landing before her. I hiss in pain from my knees being scraped by the hard floor. Slowly, I lift my face to look at her. The first thing I notice is that she is more beautiful than the pictures show. Her b
Shophia povI sit across from the lady who introduced herself as Katrina a month ago as she puffs on her cigarette. The lady gives the air of elegance in sophistication but I also witnessed how cruel she can be. “Are you sure about what you are talking about?" she asks and I nod. I can't help but snort inwardly. “The old geezer said it himself. That bitch is finally divorcing Lorenzo. They will be moving out of the city anytime soon.”I add gleefully. An evil glint passes through Katrina's eyes. “She's dreaming about leaving this place alive. Does she think I will give her a chance to come back in the future and steal Lorenzo away from me?” My eyes widen at her declaration. “Are you saying. ..”I leave the word unspoken and she nods. “I am going to get rid of her, that's the only way I can be assured that Lorenzo will be mined forever.” she declares and I shiver from the intensity of her hatred to Megan. When she came looking for me one month ago, she offered to help me win Javi
Lorenzo I have been dealing with Katrina's tantrums since she came back two weeks ago. When she arrived in town,she called me requesting that we meet up. What I wasn't expecting was her confessing that she still has feelings for me and that she wants us to get back together. Of course I said no. Five years ago,I was nothing but an underling to the old man. That's when she chose to leave and cut short our relationship. Although I never promised to marry her she knew that she was the one for me. When she chose that bastard of me I was shattered. I didn't know how to continue living but somehow I managed to pull myself up. I worked hard,proved my worth to the old man until he trusted me enough to handle the family business. Coming back and requesting we get back together was the most illogical request I have ever heard. She hasn't stopped bugging me. As much as I want to ignore her, I know that deep down I can't do it. After all, she once meant something to me. Last night was not sup
MeganI am still considering if I should take Katalina's advice and table my feelings to Lorenzo as I make us dinner.I texted Lorenzo earlier, inquiring if he can make it early to dinner tonight. He did say that he will arrange his schedule and try to make it on time,but that's not a guarantee. In his line of work, you never know when an emergency strikes and you have to work over time. I stir the mushroom soup absent mindedly as my thoughts drift to the conversation I had with Katalina. She's right, confronting our feelings for each other is the best thing. At least for me. If this is all but a contract marriage to Lorenzo,I'm sure as hell I will be broken. But that will also be my exit door. I know that I can't keep doing this anymore. I don't want to keep hurting myself over something that will never amount to anything.When the doorbell rings, I plaster a smile and make my way to the door. I don't know why Lorenzo would choose to ring the door but oh well, I am happy that he
MeganSitting across me is Katalina who is sipping on her drink while casting an inquisitive look at me. When I woke up in the morning with Lorenzo gone without even a goodbye, I realized that I wasn't going to settle my mind until I talked to someone. I called Katalina and requested she meet me at a nearby cafe.Now, here we are,facing each other yet I don't know if I have the courage to talk about my uncertainties and fears. “Something bothering you?” Katalina asks after waiting for me to spill the beans. I sigh heavily. I don't know if this should even be a topic of discussion but I also feel like I need someone to help me make the right decision. I don't think I am in a position to do that. “Megan, you know you can always tell me anything. I am your friend.” Katalina reminds me and I offer her a polite smile. “I know.” I say sipping on my orange juice. I had the urge to head down to the bar and drink myself into a stupor but I held myself back. I need my sanity at this point.
I rushed through the exit door, my tears blurring my vision.I have never felt so humiliated all my life. It's funny how people can change in a span of time. The last time I was here with Lorenzo, the old man was all smiles and happy that I was married to lorenzo. Today however, the look on his face was one of pure disgust. Helooked at me as if I was nothing, a nobody. When Lorenzo announced that I was previously married to Javier, he looked at me as if I am something worthless. That stung and before I could embarrass myself, I ran away. I retrieve my wipes from my handbag and clean my face. I don't want to cry before the others but there is just too much I can endure before I break down. The sound of footsteps approaching me force me to calm down. “I thought you knew what you were signing for when you got married to someone like Lorenzo. Now you can't even stand his own family criticizing you?” a familiar voice says from behind me and I turn around to face Red. After our last enc
LorenzoLast night was wonderful if I have to say the least. When I brought the idea of tying Megan into my bed, I thought she would be grossed out, quite the contrary she seemed intrigued by the idea. I never thought she would like it but her reaction last night told me she did. Or should I say she enjoyed herself way too much. At some point I lost count of how many times we did it. Then I cuddled her till morning. The only thing I regret is not telling her how much she means to me. I should have bared my heart to her and told her that I love her but I chickened at the last minute. I don't know why though. Maybe it's the fear of being rejected or maybe what Red talked to me about. I haven't figured out why she told me that. Then my suspicions made me ask her about her mother. If there's something I learnt last night, it is that Megan’s father keeps her mother’s identity hidden. Although she passed away, as per him, he never took her to her grave. According to Megan, they moved he