I spent the night without Dmitri on my side. There are things that I don’t understand about him, and I hate how he invalidate my feelings, my work, my time, and my decision.Still, I miss him. I want to be next to him soon. To be honest, I am a little hopeful that he would call me in the morning, but I see not even a single call. I wonder what his deal is.I stretch my feet and my hands and get off the bed. I appreciate the sunray that’s kissing my face this morning. I feel better now that I’ve rested, as long as I don’t ride that stupid boat again, nothing can ruin my day with Dmitri. Or so I thought. Because the moment I step out of my room, I hear the female bellhops giggling and talking about their sexual adventure yesterday night. Isn’t this deja vu? My heart is stricken. I try not to listen, but I just can’t stop myself from eavesdropping. The brunette girl boasts how Dmitri roughly did her in a staircase and by the pool. She even has the guts to complain why Dmitri never
“What the fuck are you doing here with my woman, Jeff?”His face is raging with burning anger. And when he sees me on my robe, his eyes get even more dangerous.He speeds up towards Jeff and punches him without any hesitation. For a moment, I couldn’t move.But when I recover from my shock. I halt him from hitting Jeff’s cheek again.“Dee, it’s not what you think,” I explain to him, but he is clouded with anger right now.Jeff tries to be on his feet, “Sir, I am sorry, I didn’t know he’s your girlfriend, I am sorry.”Dmitri scowls at him like a lion, “Huh, cut the bullshit, Jeff. I know you like her. Don’t hide behind your innocent act.”“But Sir, I swear, I did-”, he tries to explain but Dee isn’t ready to listen to him.“Stop it, Dee! He really didn’t know. He asks me if I was your girlfriend, and I answered I’m not. That’s why,” I scold him.“You did what?”, he diverts his anger at me.“Why, I told the truth. I am not your girlfriend,” I stand against him.“I already told you, Aver
I am on my phone as I exit the hotel. I already see Jeff standing at the corner, waiting for me. I am actually talking to my bestfriend who’s been bugging me to call, so that’s what I did. “Kendra, stop bugging me and start working. Please do me a favor and visit our office after your work,” I request her. I hear her sigh but eventually, she agrees, “Fine, but tell me what’s going on? Your not-so-boyfriend called Nik and I like a hundred times.”“Sorry, that’s on me, I didn’t realize my phone was off the whole time,” I explain to K while signaling Jeff to give me some minutes.“So, you never answered my question, are you good or not?”, K intriguingly asks. “Both, okay? I have to go, I am late and you know he hates tardiness. Talk to you later,” I say google and hang up. I didn’t give her a chance to say goodbye. Then I approach Jeff and greet him, “Hi, sorry about that.”“No problem, so are you ready to go?” he says a little distantly. My face couldn’t hide my sadness, nor does
“I heard you made a scene earlier with a girl named Jen Storm,” Dmitri opens our dinner conversation with mockery. I can see his eyes feasting with my frown face right now. I scowl at him, “Let us eat in peace, amen.”He sips his wine while looking at me, well, most of the time, at my flaunting breasts. I decided to wear something sexy tonight. A simple tube long black dress, with a high slit on both sides. I deliberately wear this to seduce him. Yes, I want him tonight!“Will you look at my face and not my breasts, Dmitri?” I frankly tell him. He laughs at what I said, but he didn’t deny it, “Well, how can I not look at your breasts? It is calling me to fondle over them.”I ignore his pervy statement and bring up the real reason why I am here, “So Dmitri, you went behind my back this time? I appreciate it if you will not do it ever again.”I stop eating when I didn’t hear his answer, “Dmitri, why don’t y-”, I stop when I catch him staring at me.“Yes, I won’t. I did it because I
His statement brings me to the brink of confusion. I wonder whether I heard him correctly or not. So I get off the bed, wear my hotel robe, and sit down on a couch that is beside the glass wall where you can see tons of underwater creatures. I sip the coffee that has been prepared by who-knows-who. And I softly repeat his words, “A sex contract?”He looks at me as I utter those words, and he joins me on another couch across mine. He also sips my coffee and says, “Yes, you hear it right.”I am not exactly sure how to react to this situation or what the hell is a sex contract, to be honest. So I innocently throw him the question, “What is a sex contract?”He smiles at me, “Well, it is pretty simple. We will draw a contract and that’ll be our limit.”“For example?”“What you like to do, what we can’t do, something like this,” he explains.“Does it include being in an open relationship?” I curiously ask. “Yes, of course. We are free to date other people and we won’t mind about it,” he
I wear my best comfortable clothes for today because I want to represent myself not only as Dmitri’s guest but a respected feature writer of Manhattan Heights. I wear red high-waist bell-bottom pants, and a sexy white bralette with a zigzag string pattern at the back, and I finish it up with a brown leather turtleneck cut-out long sleeve that only covers my neck, shoulder, and arms.Lastly, I use gladiator black sandal heels. Then I bring my best weapon in feature writing, a polaroid camera, and a brooch pen recorder. Dmitri arranges the schedule, and by ten in the morning, someone will pick me up from my room. Not even a second late, the doorbell rings at exactly ten in the morning. Jeff’s face is the first thing I see upon opening the door. His eyes lavish in my wardrobe and get stuck a little bit on my face. So I start with a jest, “Jeff, you may want to close your mouth, or else you can’t stop it from drooling.”The woman beside her laughs at my joke, while Jeff turns red. “W
“Ava, I like you a lot, and if only you aren’t my boss’s woman, I would have already kissed you. I’ve fallen for you the moment I saw you,” this statement put me on a pedestal of addicting happiness. Well, my love life isn’t something others would have wanted. My first and last relationship was more on talk and not show, while the current one, is not even a relationship and more on a sexual relationship. But this man, who is sitting in front of me is just the right taste for me, a man who isn’t all talk, and who isn’t afraid to say what he feels either. Now that he is holding my hand, I can feel his warmth, and the way he looks at me, I could melt away. So without any delay, I jump at the opportunity and blurts out, “I am nobody’s woman, well, for now,” I emphasize the words ‘nobody’ and ‘for now’. He couldn’t hide the exuberance he is feeling at the moment. His dopamine seems really active when he heard my last statement. “So, you aren’t Mr. Sullivan’s woman?” he clarifies with
While I am fixing my clothes, I saw Dee lurking around my pouch on the bedside table. “Hey, what are you looking for? You’ve been searching it in and out?” I question him while putting on my earrings. He ignores me and just continues with what he’s doing. Then he picks something up and then walks towards me. He hugs me from the back and shows me the picture, then he bites my ear and whispers, “You look stunning, and stunned in this picture.”I look at it and try to snatch it from him, but he hugs me tighter and starts kissing my neck. “Oh, Dee, we are both going to be late, we still need to travel, stop mooching and sizing my breast,” I casually call him out. “Tell me, Avery, are you really going out with other guys?” he turns me so I could face him. His eyes are quite serious, so I brush his nose with my fingers like he always does, “Are you going to fuck other girls?” I throw the questions back at him.“But, fucking and dating are different,” he insists. “On your terms, yes,
(Avery’s Thoughts) (Two Years After The Divorce)I am standing backstage at one of the famous morning talk shows here in NY.I don’t know why I feel so nervous, well, it is my first TV appearance nationwide.Then I look at the mirror and fix myself, “Well, I am not yet ready to reveal my personality so I think of a way to hide my identity, and that is to use a pen name and a sophisticated mask, like the ones you wear in a masquerade ball.”A staff finally reaches out to me and says, “Miss Sparks, in a minute they are going to call you on stage. And your cue is the dimming light, okay?”“Uh-huh,” I hesitantly answer.But she is there to boost and cheer me up, “Take a deep breath, relax, and remember, you are good, and you definitely got this!”The sound from the crowd suddenly dies down and the voice of the host is heard. I look up at their gigantic spotlight and wait for the cue.I take a deep breath and say to myself, “You got this, Avery. You got this!”“Let us all welcome with a ro
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Dear Avery - My Loyal Wife, When you came into my life and agreed to be my wife, that was the best day of my life. That day, on our sudden wedding day, I promised that I would cherish you more than anyone else.I swore to protect the smile on your face, a smile so genuine when I first met you at that hotel five years ago. Avery, I know you’ve been trying so hard, and you never once failed to fulfill your duty as my loving wife, even if it means putting your heart aside. You’ve been so good to me, and you’ve been faithful to me like you promised me. But sometimes kindness and compassion aren’t enough when love is forced. Eventually, the true feelings will immerse.With so much regret, I’ve seen you fell right in front of my eyes. I’ve witnessed how your bright spark faded when you married me. I’ve become the reason why you lost yourself.I let it happen. And I can’t forgive myself for that ever again. You were forced to love me. I forced you to love me. And
(Avery’s Thoughts)“Babe, did it come out now?” Jeff yells behind the door. While I am damn nervous to even peek at it. “It is only a minute, it needs another minute, babe. Please, don’t stress me out,” I yell back at him. “I’m sorry. I just feel so excited about the news. I can’t wait to tell mom and dad about our baby!” he says exhilaratingly. “Don’t jinx it!” I scream angrily. “Okay, okay, I’ll wait here patiently,” answers Jeff. I am here sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for the result to come out from the pregnancy test kit. It has been almost three years since we got married and there was never a time that we didn’t try having a baby. But until now, there’s still nothing. I hug my knees and start crying silently, “What if it fails again? Am I infertile?” I ask myself. The kit finally ticks and now I have to face the truth. God knows we’ve been trying so hard that’s why I even ask Kendra to take full charge of the business for now. I stop all my physical activities
(Avery’s Thoughts) Our El Nido, Palawan experience was splendid. And of course, I still can’t believe it. I came there single, “And now, I am officially Avery Tales. I am now married,” I murmur as I stare at both my and his wedding ring while he’s holding my hand in his sleep. It’s been a week since we came back here to America. Of course, the honeymoon stage has just begun and Jeff wants to make love to me almost every time. And me, being a good wife, always give him what he wants. Although, right now, I think I am still a little swollen down there. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up and wash my face as I promised Kendra I’ll be meeting her so we can talk about our new business venture. After brushing my teeth, I wake Jeff up, “Hey, babe. Didn’t you say you have an interview at Kirkland’s Best?”He groans and instead of getting up, he pulls me into the bed and showers me with morning kisses. I giggle as his kisses tickle me, “Babe, stop it. We have a lot of things to do tod
(Avery's Thoughts)Even though the wedding is sudden, Jeff managed to pull it off, and he has planned it all along. So after the wedding ceremony, we stayed for a little bit, I got to finally meet his parents. And for the longest of times, I once again felt the warm embrace of a parent. It made me cry because I knew that I am no longer alone, and no longer an orphan. Because now that we are married, his parents became my parents, too. And I can’t deny, my heart is full. After that, we stayed to talk to our guests for some time, and then we ate and enjoy the party, too. And now I am here standing on the balcony staring at the moonlight, while Jeff is still cleaning. I don’t know why. It isn’t the first time we are going to have sex, but for some reason, now that we are married, there’s this tension inside me, a feeling of hesitation, a feeling that I am officially owned by him. And unexplainably, I feel afraid. And now, my heart almost stops as I hear the gushing of the water fina
(Avery’s Thoughts) Later this evening, all four of us will meet Jeff’s parents. And because of it, I am so dead worried and I can’t get this nervousness out of my system. So while Jeff is away meeting his parents ahead of time, I rush downstairs and go to our neighboring villa. I knock ceaselessly, but Kendra and Nik aren’t coming out. I move back to look up, and I see that the light is on, it means they are there, so I continue to rampage on their door. “Kendra, Kendra,” I knock nonstop, “Open up, please!” I scream a little loud. Then after five minutes of almost breaking their door down, someone finally opens the door for me. “Thank God you finally come out, what took you so l–” I am about to complain but when I see her glaring at me with her hair a little bit frizzy and wrap in a blanket, I know that I should be more careful with my next words. Then later on Nik comes down with a little sweat on his forehead. “Uh-oh, definitely bad timing, Avery,” I say to myself. Then Kend
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Hey, we are going to be late for our flight!” I yell when I notice Kendra still struggling with how to put all her stuff in one big luggage. “Wait up! This stupid luggage just won’t listen to me!” she frustratedly yells back at me. Kendra is not a patient and she hates dealing with this kind of stuff. So I go to her room to check up on her. And there I see her leg wrestling with her luggage just so she can close it up. “Stupid-little-luggage!” she yells and kicks before she pounds it hard in the end. And then she sits beside it looking at me with so much energy wasted. “Help me out, A?” she begs. I smile at her and then gently hit her on her forehead. “That’s why I’ve been telling you to pack a week ago,” I nag at her a little and she sticks her tongue out for a moment. “Hmm, let’s see what unnecessary things you put in here,” I tease her. Then I begin to take out some clothes and things she can’t wear to our destination. “Nope!” “–But I need it.” “–It’
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Then a slight touch on my shoulder and a breathy apology are enough to get hold of the situation, “I am sorry, Kendra. Let me fix this,” is all he says. And even without looking, I know this one is definitely Dmitri’s voice since it triggers the hatred hidden deep within my bones.And as he passed by me, he steps up and grabs the arms of that tallest guy, “Let go, Luke, please,” he calmly says.Then the man who fell suddenly stands up continuing his tantrums like a child, “Why are you siding with them, Dee? He punches me first, you should get mad at that bitchy Heather’s husband” then scowls at Dmitri. But Dmitri is true to his words for the first time in his fucking life, he is trying to fix the situation. He glares at him and Luke, “I said Let go, Luke. Don’t make me say it for the third time, and you, I told you to be more careful with your words, this is my city, they know me here as a businessman, you should have thought of me more before creating a scene. T
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Avery finally got discharged from the hospital and in the meantime, I invite them over to stay in my apartment instead of wasting all their money paying for a hotel room. I have two more spare rooms in my apartment so I guess it is fine. Kervin is still here, so they will look after him while I go out with Nik and enjoy our anniversary. I am about to finish dolling up when A enters my room. “Hey there, gorgeous,” she says while leaning on the side of the door. I am currently wearing my earrings when my side zipper comes undone. So she goes to me and says, “Here, I got this,” she says and helps me out. I can’t stop smiling. I am just happy to know she’s here. I am happy we get to do this again. I hear the zip sound finishes, “Okay, you are good to go, sexy K. Are you going to bring the house down tonight with your fiery red velvet bodycon dress?” she pokes my side. “Oh god, no. We will just eat and then go home since that bitchy wife already knew our annivers