"Go on Hailey, be a good girl and give daddy your best." I could not believe it when I walked in on my husband with his secretary. This happens to be the upteenth time that I would catch Emilio in the act of cheating which makes me wonder if he ever really gets tired of it. But each time I try to walk away, Emilio finds a good reason to make me stay. We have not even had any form of intimacy in the last two years since I lost the baby. I know he secretly hates me but it was not my fault that he happened to be away when I needed him the most. However this time I would not just run away. Perhaps it's high time two plays at the game. **** **** **** Samantha DeGeneres might have played the house wife to her narcissist husband Emilio for quite the while now but it was perhaps high time she levels up on the game and get the revenge she long craved for. It was also at this point that she decided to take up a job at the poles in one of her husband's numerous clubs under a different name, Kitty.
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"Is my husband home?" I asked as I stepped out of my car catching sight of Emilio's Buick in the parking lot. It was unusually off as he had told me that morning he had a lot going on for him at the office while I left to get my hair done.
The servants were all staring at me awkwardly like there was something off and would not answer me. I recalled this scenario like a deja Vu had hit me. The awkward silence and glances. Emilio was at it again and this would certainly not be the first. Quickly I pushed my key to the potter standing before me and angrily made my way into the house.
The shock I got started from the sitting room upon seeing the female handbag on the sofa and there were clothes littered around the area. Two glasses and a bottle on a stool. I nearly could not believe my eyes but I was surprised, absolutely not. I wanted to scream his name and go upstairs and make a scene but the question on my mind was clear. How much more drama would I be making over a man that clearly would not change. So I changed my mind as I started walking up the stairs. There was a loud spanking sound and then a moan and only then did I close my eyes in vain hopes to get the picture on my mind off.
I knew I should have stopped myself but I could not help my curiosity as I made my way all the way up and to the bedroom area. The door was open halfway which made it easier for me.
"Go on Hailey, be a good girl and give daddy your best."
I could not believe it when I walked in on my husband with his secretary. This happens to be the upteenth time that I would catch Emilio in the act of cheating which makes me wonder if he ever really gets tired of it. But each time I try to walk away, Emilio finds a good reason to make me stay. We have not even had any form of intimacy in the last two years since I lost the baby.
I know he secretly hates me but it was not my fault that he happened to be away when I needed him the most.
However this time I would not just run away. Perhaps it's high time two plays at the game.
Standing there was going to change nothing. I loved my husband so much that I wanted to be with him. A lot has been ongoing in our marriage since I lost my second pregnancy. Two failed attempts must have changed a lot between us but how selfish of him to try and make it all about himself. I too was hurt because I was the one bearing the child within me. I alone had bled it all out and while he was out there on some wild goose chase of a contract when he should have been there, it was I alone at the hospital for two whole days alone before he returned from his trip.
Quickly and quietly, I turned away as neither of them had seen me leave. I went downstairs and made my way to the bar area where I grabbed myself a good bottle of wine. I needed it in my system. The alcohol should probably soothe my aching heart as that was all I craved for. While drinking, I could hear them. More or less I could hear her as she moaned for the very man I once loved. The same man I would have done anything for. He barked out commands to her, the whore. I remembered her so much from the moment he introduced her as his new secretary. And this was only a good confirmation of my suspicions.
With every minute his domineering voice ordered her, I felt chills down my spine. I felt so much desire and want yet even greater pain as I got tired of taking from the glass. I grabbed the entire bottle and started gulping away with my mind in a frenzy. I had some of its contents spill on my gown which was white but I cared less. In that instant his phone in the sitting room started ringing and perhaps I might have thought to ruin a contract out of anger but when I got to the phone, it was his manager at one of his all too many clubs.
"Hello..." I said softly
"Sir...oh sorry ma'am. Is your husband available?" he asked
"No. But I can relay your message." I said and drank from the bottle again
"Okay. Just let him know that the we would be proceeding with closing entries for new strippers tomorrow as promised and would begin the screening process." he said
"Sure." I responded and hung up.
Only then did I realize that the house was unusually quiet now and then I turned to look upstairs. He stood there naked without shame as he glared with so much darkness in his eyes. The whore stood shamefully behind him with fear that she had been caught in her undies, obviously skeptical about getting her clothes but when she noticed my attention was not even on her, she hurried downstairs and gathered up her clothing muttering whatever would pass for an apology as she quickly swept past me.
"Bitch." I said after her and then turned to my husband who was now making his way downstairs totally unclad.
I scoffed.
Question on my mind was when was the last time I was privileged to see him walk to me as he was now.
"Have you been drinking Samantha?" he demanded.
I smiled as I raised the bottle to my lips once again but realized it was all gone. Looking at him now, the smile spread out even more as I raised my hand and let the bottle fall to the ground as a musician would his microphone at a concert. The bottle shattered on the hard floor.
"Boom!!!" I said
"Are you out of your fucking mind woman?" he demanded angrily.
I did not answer him because there was no point. My vision was fuzzy but I wanted to go upstairs. I staggered past him but then he caught me by the arm and pulled me close.
"Let go." I said with a warning hint coming into my eyes.
"You said you stopped drinking." he said close to my face
"What do you care about? Let go!!!" I yelled and pulled my arm away from his grip.
I started away drunkenly and started climbing the stairs. I was staggering but eventually I made it all the way up.
"Who were you talking to?" he asked behind me.
I merely turned to look at him as I blew away the strand of hair that was covering my face now. Emilio was pissed and climbed up in a frenzy. It was so quick before I could even make a staggering turn, he had me and whirled me around with my back against the wall as he trapped me. He was glaring at me but then even as much as I wanted to sink into his arms, the disgust of what he had just done was overwhelming so I placed both my hands on his chest and pushed him away before making a staggering run as tears poured down my face to the bedroom where he had defiled with his filth. I made for the floor and sat down there crying. He did not come after me. He had given that up a long time ago.
Perhaps it must have been a couple of hours later that I had woken up to a quiet house. My eyes felt really puffy and I was not yet quite sober but there was something on my mind. I made my way all the way downstairs to the bar counter where I had left my phone earlier. Emilio's clothing was not there and neither was his stuff, he must have left. That was one thing about being married to a narcissist who felt nothing could be done as he would always win. This time, I was going to turn those tables.
Quickly I searched on his website and found the advert for the new strippers. I logged in and created my profile as I applied with a coded name, Kitty.
The moment I was done with that, I searched for a number. A couple of rings afterwards and he picked up the phone.
"Mrs DeGeneres?"Dominic called out to me
"Hello Dom, please initiate the process of divorce. I need the papers tomorrow." I said
"Samantha is everything alright?" he asked quickly
"Everything is fine Dom." I said
"Do you want me to come over?" he asked again.
I thought about it for real. Like I actually wanted him to come over as memories of his physique flooded my mind including memories of that day at his office.
"No Dom. Just get the papers ready tomorrow." I said knowing well enough he would definitely get it done. No questions about that. It was time to start plotting my revenge on my narcissist husband.
SAMANTHA'S POVI walked in the hotel and was soon inside the elevator that took me upstairs where Zara was waiting for me.A few moments later and I was in front of the door, waiting for her to open by me she did not.Was everything okay?I called her again and it took a moment for her to pick."Yeah?" She asked."I don't know if you heard me earlier but I'm in front of the door." I said to her,"Oh, I know that." She responded."So, what's holding you?" I demanded."Anger." She responded.Seriously, this was all on purpose?"Zara, what has your anger got to do with opening the door?" I demanded."You left me here and goofed off to Tennessee at the mercy of... nevermind that. But buttomline is you didn't reach out to me." She responded.I had not missed the part of her asking me to not mind but I would certainly revisit that once I get inside."Zara, I'm sorry for the upteenth time." I said to her,"Sorry doesn't fix this." She responded."Does making me stand in front of the door lik
DOMINIC'S POVI opened my eyes and realised that I was strapped to a chair. I was in this damp and nearly dark room whose only illumination was from a half dead bulb.I realised that I was also gagged as a piece of clothing seemed to have been stuffed into my mouth and then another over my mouth.My hands were also bound behind me and then another set of ropes holding me in place on the chair.Taking in my surroundings now, I realised there were cartons of unknown stuff stacked around this place that was beginning to feel like a den for criminal stuff.Which if you ask me is not new for Emilio.I waited and soon realised now how uncomfortable I was. I could barely feel my fingertips and I needed to break free.I tried to make a sound but thanks to the gag stuffed in and over my mouth, only a muffled sound came out.I tried some more to make them louder but it was still the same.I needed to break free and explore these boxes to see what weapon I could find. I mean if this was a den, t
SAMANTHA'S POVI sat at the back seat of the car with my thoughts running quite deep and wide.Zara was already waiting for me at the hotel and we would be having company. A tear fell from my eyes as my thoughts were beginning to wander around the fact that Emilio had slept with Mariah.Of all persons, it had to be her. The young girl I had decided to help. Was there no limit to my dearest husband's sin?I mean, I could forgive a whole lot of things he keeps doing and throwing at me but this was way too much.The toxicity of my marriage was deafening and I needed more than cool down laps to settle this.I needed REVENGE!"Ma'am, we're here." The driver said to me,I had taken one of Emilio's younger bodyguards whom I could influence to take me in the Ford."Good. What's your name again?" I asked the youth.I was actually wondering when he had been hired as a dark thought fizzled up in my mind.I mean, if my husband was so capable of sleeping around with every Rom, Dick and Harry that
EMILIO'S POVI sat down feeling stressed already from all my activities on this day.It was all my fault and it took Alfredo staring at me from the rear view mirror for me to notice that we were not moving."Is there a precise reason why we are stopping?" I demanded."The traffic light, Sir." He responded.I looked up and realised we were at the intersection and were being halted by the red light."Ooh..." I muttered."Sir..." He called me again."Alfredo, what's it?" I demanded."You've been broody all day since we left the doctor's. Are you okay?" He asked me."Do I look like I'm anywhere close to being okay?" I asked him."Absolutely not but I know it's not my place..." He started and I felt offended."Yes. It's not your place." I responded."But we could both agree that I have more experience in this stuff than you do." He said.Wait, what was that right now? Was he indirectly trying to say he surpassed me in managing my home?I was beginning to feel angered."Thread with caution
EMILIO'S POVAll my hopes that I would slip through this one had just been shattered. Samantha definitely would not let this go and here I was, faced with either telling the truth or lying."Sam, she was sacked for being bad. Trust me when I say that she deserved it." I said to her,"I understand she did bad per say, I just want to know what exactly she did that had you sacking her." She said to me,Samantha had that look in her eyes like she was going to deal with me if I did not speak."Samantha, please." I said."So you're not going to tell me?" She asked me."Babe you need to understand..." I started to say."No. You don't have to." She said and I exhaled in relief."Really?" I asked her."Absolutely. Because, I would just ask her myself." She said and turned to reach for her phoneWhat? No way!That would spell doom for me and the fact that she would ruin everything for me."No...no...no!!! It's fine. I'll tell you." I said rather quickly.I had to tell her and the heavens help m
SAMANTHA'S POVFinally after such a long while, Emilio was finally fit to travel although with a sling. Every attempt by the doctor to have him keep that hand in place has always been in vain, hence the sling.Trust me, Emilio did not find that funny in one bit. Nevertheless , he had to agree.In the two where we had stayed here, I had seen him cling to Ma'am Jacqueline like a son would his mother. He formed a sort of friendship with Joey although I knew that was all because Joey had someone now.I have never seen George or Kourtney since the hotel scene. I mean, they sure as hell deserved each other.Ma'am Jacqueline had grown so fond of my husband whom if we all could reckon, she detested at first."You'll come visiting, right?" Lady Florence asked."Hell yes, they do. Or I'll smack the hell out of them." Ma'am Jacqueline threatened lovingly."We would. At every chance we get." Emilio responded."And you'll be good to our Samantha?" Lady Florence asked yet again."Absolutely. I have
HAILEY'S POVPeople would always say to stay away from things that are not yours but I knew it would only be a moment before Emilio would be mine.I was already successfully pregnant and now I had the very ammunition to get into his life forever.I had a couple of friends in the club and everyone attested that he was not around. In fact, it could be speculated he was out of town.Another good friend of mine that was in a relationship with one of his bodyguards said she heard he was ill or injured. It was hard to say whichever it was.However, I had every reason to believe it was the fault of his bitchy wife and her desire to ruin him. Probably, it was because he found love with me and the heavens alone knows what she has on him.Emilio loves me and just me alone.Samantha was the intruder.But not for long. I would fight for him because I deserved all that wealth and affluence.I was getting ready today to get to the doctor's as I had an appointment. From there, I would go pick up one
MARIAH'S POVI spent the night after Marco had left browsing on how to someone and get away with it. I also did a little search on getting rid of a body after murder.Trust me, the more I searched, the darker my thoughts became. I had no idea that I could be this dangerous except now that my freedom had been threatened.I could not let him assume control over me because knowing Marco, soon, he would want to start pimping me out like he did with his girlfriends.He might have promised to keep my secret but he was unstable like a waving flag. He would use me up and whenever he feels he has no further use for me or he gets bored, he would have my elder brother down here.I feel restless now.I had caused more than enough arm to Madam Samantha and her husband. She might not know yet but it was still going to be really bad when it happens.Or should I just move again? I mean, even after furnishings and stuff, I still had a pretty much decent amount of cash sitting in my bank account which
TOM'S POV"Woman, you're scaring me right now." I said to Zara for the second time since she got off that call.Her emotions were a mixture of both excitement and danger. I was beginning to wonder what Samantha had told her."You're scared darling?" Zara asked me."Absolutely." I responded."Does that entail that you did something wrong in any form?" She asked me."Absolutely not. You know me, sweetie. I would not hurt a fly." I said, smiling to show impact."Right. You wouldn't but your friend would." She pointed out."My friend?" I asked her."Yeah. Do you remember him? He used to be married to my friend, then they broke up and now married again. The friend you were coming up with while I was unconscious." She explained.I know right from the start that she was referring to Emilio and man, if I set eyes on that dude, I would kill him.Upon waking and realising how we made up, Zara was really angry. She had been expecting me to put up more fights before settling with him.Like I mean
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