MARCUSReturning to the hospital room where I left Kristen, after settling everything, I felt a pang of guilt. Normally, these tasks were handled by someone else in our family, but I wanted to be there for Kristen. I wasn’t there when she needed me most, so this was the least I could do."Hey," I said softly as I entered, the door closing with a gentle click. Kristen seemed lost in thought, staring blankly at the pastel-colored walls and didn’t notice me at first. I gently tapped her back. "Is there a problem?"She gave me a faint smile. "No. Can we go home now?"I nodded.We stopped by our family's mansion to gather our things and say goodbye to Mom. The mansion, with its grand chandeliers and opulent decor, felt cold and distant compared to the cozy home Kristen and I shared. I had to fabricate a story to explain why we were leaving, masking the truth behind a series of half-lies.As we headed to the car, I noticed Ashton standing with his fiancée, glaring at us from a distance. His
THIRD PERSONKristen, who was left alone at home, received a call from Mira, who informed her that Rihanna was frustrated after learning she wouldn't be able to work for a few weeks. Concerned and not wanting to cause any stress to anyone, Kristen decided to head to the gallery to talk to Rihanna personally about her plan to take a break.When she arrived at the gallery, Kristen immediately saw Mira, who was taking a quick coffee break in the sunny, bustling lobby. "Mira," she greeted her warmly, despite the anxiety bubbling beneath her calm exterior.Mira turned around as soon as she heard Kristen's voice. She smiled at first, but it quickly faded. "Good thing you're here. You know what? I feel like I'm going to explode any minute today. That woman can't shut her mouth for a second," she vented, her frustration evident in her furrowed brow and tense shoulders."Come on, calm your heart," Kristen said sweetly, gently tapping Mira’s back in a soothing gesture. "Maybe we should sit down
THIRD PERSONRihanna was determined with her plan. Ever since she discovered that Kristen had secretly married Marcus, whom she believed should have been hers, she had been seething with anger and jealousy. Even Marcus's mother, whom she used to confide in, no longer spoke to her about it.She wondered why she was always left out in the cold by these people. She was used to such situations, as her biological parents had done the same to her. If not for an elderly rich man who adopted her and became a father figure, she wouldn’t be where she was today."Papa," Rihanna began, her voice steady but cold. "I need your help."Her foster father leaned back in his plush armchair, studying her face under the warm glow of an antique desk lamp. "What is it this time, Dear? Who's causing you trouble?""It's that woman, Kristen Sterling," she said, clenching her fists. "She needs to pay for what she's done. She stole everything from me. Marcus should have been mine, not hers."Scenes like this were
THIRD PERSONThat evening, Kristen was the first to arrive home. She had earlier asked Mira to accompany her to buy groceries. Instead of dining out, she decided to cook a meal for her husband. Marcus wasn’t home yet, so she glanced at the wall clock while cooking the steak and thought to herself how fortunate it was that she had decided to prepare dinner.She began to call Marcus, but he didn't answer. So, she texted him, asking where he was. Despite not receiving a reply, she continued cooking. However, hours later, she received a text from one of Marcus’s friends, informing her that he wouldn't be able to come home that night.Kristen didn’t think much of it. For her, just knowing that he was safe was enough. She ate alone before going to bed.Almost 2 O'clock morning, just right before she fell asleep deeply, she woke to Marcus lying down beside her, his arm wrapped around her from behind."I thought you weren’t coming home tonight?" Kristen asked as she turned to face Marcus. Tha
They felt the anticipation for each other through their passionate and reciprocal kisses. After a while, Marcus began to remove Kristen's top, and since she wasn't wearing anything underneath, her ample breasts were immediately revealed. He started to fondle her breasts, using his fingers to gently pinch her n*ppl*s before sucking on them. He was sucking them with increasing pressure as he gazed into her eyes. Kristen was wailing and groaning in pleasure."A-ah..."He positioned himself between Kristen's legs while one hand remained on her mountains. As he continued to kiss and lick her delicate parts, he never released his hold on her wet folds. Kristen was deriving immense pleasure from his mere touches."Do you like it? Does it feel good?" He asked her."Yes, Marcus, keep going," she responded in between her moans.Marcus rose to kiss his wife again, and while doing so, his hand continued to play with Kristen's intimate area. After a while, he removed his boxers and slowly entered K
Kristen was at work, sorting through papers for an upcoming meeting, but she couldn't shake off what Lynn had told her earlier in the hospital lobby. It kept replaying in her mind like a broken record."I didn't want to say this, but Ashton and I were already couples before he met you. He only approached you because he knew he could gain something from you, Kristen. Your family is well-known and you're wealthier." Kristen still felt the sting of Lynn's words and the suppressed anger and sadness as she revealed the truth. "At first, I didn't know you were his other girl. When I found out, I tried to stop him because you're my best friend. Even though he said he was only after your money. But no, he threatened to leave me, and I love him so much, Kristen. He's all I have, unlike you, who still has a family."It hurt Kristen deeply to hear this from Lynn, especially those final words before she left. "I thought everything would stop once he got what he wanted and came back to me, but the
A few days had passed and Kristen still hadn't disclosed her situation to anyone except Mira. Soon they will be having a family dinner because it was Marcus' mother's birthday, but she's wondering whether to go or not."Do you want to come? Or should I just tell mom that you're not feeling well?" Marcus suggested.They were currently lying together in bed, talking. When Marcus asked if she would come, Kristen couldn't answer.Although she really want to attend, especially since it was Marcus' mother's birthday, she couldn't help but think that it might turn into another ugly scenario once again.She wondered if she could face Ashton calmly again or even suppress her anger against him after learning the whole story behind its attitude."I want to go. It's not like we're just going anywhere; it's your mom's birthday. But Marcus, if you see me acting weird, please stop me," Kristen said with a furrowed brow when Marcus asked her.Frowning, Marcus asked her, "Why? Is this because of what
Mira decided to follow Kristen to the restroom, having noticed that Rihanna was also missing from her seat. When she opened the door, she was met with an unpleasant scene: Rihanna had Kristen by the hair. "Hey, what are you doing? Let her go!" Mira shouted at Rihanna. But before Rihanna could release her grip, Mira pushed her away from Kristen, causing Rihanna to fall to the floor. The impact echoed slightly in the tiled space, making the confrontation feel all the more intense."Oh my God," Rihanna exclaimed dramatically, looking at her hands that had hit the floor. "How dare you push me?""How dare you? Why are you pulling Kristen's hair? What's your problem besides your rotten attitude? Are you that jealous?" Mira retorted, her voice bouncing off the walls.Kristen tried to calm Mira, worried that her loud voice might attract the attention of the other guests. It was embarrassing enough to have a fight break out on her mother-in-law's birthday."Mira, stop. Just don't mind her, pl