Marianne and Blake had been betrothed since birth, their marriage a union of two families. While Marianne had secretly hoped for love, Blake seemed to view her as little more than a strategic advantage. Her longing for Blake was met with coldness and cruelty, their marriage an empty vessel devoid of affection. Marianne’s heart ached as she struggled to find a way to win her husband’s love, but it seemed a futile effort in the face of his indifference. Later, the marriage ended. But Marianne was ready to seek revenge. She appeared later, has Blake boss's girlfriend
View MoreButterflies grew in her belly, Lau had a jovial demeanor and he was good looking too. He was irresistible."Take a break! Lau!" Ris said calmly, she was a bit envious now, but was good at hiding it. Nan on the other hand, pulled Lau to herself, pretending to play.Dita wasn't even about any of that, she admired how well they got along. She found Lau attractive and that was all there was to it.She knew she was too young for any kind of emotional entanglement. She had a strong resolve to be very studious and thus she often came tops in her class."What did you say your name was again?" A rude voice asked, from behind her. "My name is Dita, she let out."I only asked of your name. Why are you so nervous?" The rude voice had now become soft, Dita was used to hearing those phrases, as much as she hated hearing them, there was not much she could do."I'm Mr.Ri" he said, speaking on when she didn't give an answer to his question. He was a new teacher and strikingly hot! He was drop dead gor
"You shouldn't have gone through the stress." I said, looking sweetly at him. "It's no stress when it has to do with you my love." He said. We talked briefly, he then left the office to his as work was calling. Thompson was such a sweet and loving man. I blessed the day I met him in my heart.I arrived home after work, reminiscing on how beautiful the day had been, it was indeed a beautiful day and indeed a sweet one. I couldn't stop thinking about the sweet treatment Thane gave me. He seemed different from Mariano, I tried to convince myself of that. But you couldn't tell by the fact what these men were capable of, I thought to myself. They always seemed nice at first. I arrived at work the next day, to find we had a new recruit. "Goodness! She's so gorgeous!" I heard one of staff sat from behind me. For some weird reason, I felt a surge of envy rise within me.Nuka had just been recruited by the company, she was excited and sad at the same time. Excited at the fact that she'd mee
"Yeah, you shouldn't. You should just use the door. That's something I'll recommend you do now." I answered, I could see she was getting angry already. "Did you think bringing that up was necessary? And how did you even know about that? Are you watching me or something?" "I don't know why I'm the one you're asking these questions. You should he trying to explain to your fiance what was going on." I added, about to walk away, before stopping in my tracks. "Don't worry, I'm not anything like you, I didn't give him any details, although he begged that I give him details.""Next time, be more careful, the wall had ears and the air has eyes. That's just something for you to remember, if you would want to remember of course, not like I'm forcing you to." I added, "anything else I can help you with?" I asked, looking sternly at her. "Um.... Thank you." She said, as if forcing the words out of her mouth. "Thank you for the save. For... Not revealing every detail." She added."I'm curious t
His fiance made her way in, "what exactly is going on here?" She asked, looking at him irritated, "nothing. She's a top staff." He said, for lack of words and how to start explaining the fact that there was nothing going on. "Staff you say?" She questioned calmly, in almost a whisper.She came close to Mark, inches away from him, she whispered something in his ears, from the expression on her face and his, it wasn't good. "There's nothing going on between us. We're just colleagues. If there was something going on, I'll tell you to your face, you know me too well, right?" I said, looking squarely at her now. "By the way, you don't want us to get started on your time at the beach, yesterday." I let out. "What.... What are you talking about?" She stammered, "Time at the beach?" Mark let out. "What is she talking about?" He continued."I don't know what she's talking about, I have no idea." She lied, "Are you serious? You are supposed to know what I'm talking about, or should I just go
There's no point in thanking me! I'm going to be needing your help in no time! I said to myself as I watched him walk out of the door. I was hopeful about my wish on getting my revenge, because I knew if the odds were on my side there's a lot I can better work on in that direction.The day slowly came to an end as always, I was always excited when it was finally time to go home, I missed the cozy arms of my bed. This time however, I didn't want to go home, I was feeling nostalgic, I wanted to take a walk.I stayed close to a beautiful beach bar. The streets were always beautifully decorated and everything was so naturally alluring. I got home just in time to get prepared and head for the beach.I wasn't exactly going there to run along the beach, just a way of resting, but not in my bed this time, resting around nature this time. I lay on the warm mat I had seen, as I watched the oceans swirl back and forth, slapping against the white sand of it's own shores.I thought back to how bea
"She was my friend, so as you might have guessed rightly, I have a lot of information, even the ones you might be hiding. She told me everything before her passing. I'm letting you both in on this because I want to help you. But I'll be needing that help in return. I'll tell you when and why.""Your father, or let me say, the person you know as your father, he's not your real father." I let out, whispering into his ears. "Let this stay between you, the boss and I." I added, looking around the room before bringing my gaze back to him."You must be sick. That's not true!" He let out, screaming a whisper. "What do I gain by lieing to you? I'm just trying to save my face here, at least I'm not the one who is an accomplice to crime in anyway." I said, taking my focus back to the screen of my computer."I'm not sick at all. I'm just telling you the simple truth. What you choose to make of it is up to you. Let me continue. Please don't cut me off again, it's to your own detriment because the
Marianne's POV "Hallucinations? Why would I have hallucinations? I'm not mentally deranged or something." I added, "not only mentally deranged people experience it. Those who are going through a tough time emotionally might also experience that, if they're not careful." He explained."I don't think I'm having hallucinations. Issues? There's nothing that even has to be about it in the first place. I'm very fine." I defended again, refusing to accept something that was so clear. "Well, here, that's the picture. And don't ask me how I got that because you wouldn't want...""Wouldn't want to know?" He cut in, collecting the picture from my hand. "Wow." He mentioned, with suspense in his tone, as he looked on fearfully at the paper he held in his hand. "Wow?" I asked, "who's Wow?" I asked again. He had now slowly sat back in his seat.He suddenly, finally seemed to understand what I was going through. "Talk to me! Do you know him?" I let out, confused. "Yes, I do. But you must keep this a
Marianne's POV Sitting in my office, I felt a strange nudging to get up and head for the door. I didn't know why but I knew something might be going on. I was no more with Blake but I still felt a strong attachment to him.It was like I could almost tell when he was in danger. I had a strong nudging on my inside to scroll through his face profile. What I saw shattered me into tiny pieces. I was not completely over him I'll be a liar to say I was. Driya, the lady I knew he had been cheating on me with before the divorce, I was following her on all platforms. That was how obsessed I was with Blake. I noticed Driya had a sister too, Dranca.Maybe that would be the helping hand she had to tear down all I and Blake had built over the years. I stood at the door, pacing around it like I was chained to it by an invisible chain. I came across another name Ifti, quite a rare name.From the nature of the comment he left on the post, he was obviously angry at Driya's mother, Gifa and the entire
Ifti's Point of View“Bastards! And you let them escape!” I stare at my men in anger. I squeeze my fists so tight my hands become hot. “Track them now!” I slide my phone from my pocket and I dial Imelia’s phone. I can hear the phone ringing but the stupid girl does not pick up. “God damn it!” Veins in my head shows boldly. “Track them!” I can feel my pulse rising, if I as much as set my eyes on them, I would kill that stupid Driya of a girl and the rest, I will make sure they grovelnon their knees and beg for death. My men run around looking like confused chickens too scared to disobey my command, their faces pale with fear, I throw a blind eye to it. Anything outside laying my hands on Driya has nothing to do with me at this moment. They know better than to fail me again.I pace to and fro in the living room, my mind racing with anger and betrayal, my brain cannot seem to contain a simple thought. How could they escape? How could Driya defy me like this? No one, absolutely no on
Chapter One I left my office early, as I usually did, to get dinner for my husband and myself as he does not have any means of income, and to pick up my child from school. When I arrived at the grocery store, there was a long queue, so I patiently waited for my turn. As soon as I was at the front of the line, I quickly grabbed the ingredients for dinner and headed to my son's school to pick him up. As soon as I picked him up from school, we headed home. We were both walking towards my room, when I heard some voices.I heard my husband voice, so I stopped walking straining to listen to the conversation “Go to the living room” I said to my son, and he complied. I continued walking towards my room, and I kept on hearing voices. “Harder harder” a feminine voice moaned. “You are so sweet, I am relief now, it been a long time I had a sweet s*x like this” “Why not let me stay over here, and be giving you different styles you want” Stunned and enraged, I tightened my grip on...
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