“So, who is she?” asked Dominic.“That’s Angie. She’s, my friend. She’s the one that hosted the party.”“Hmm. A fine friend you have there.” He said, his voice heavy with sarcasm.“What do you mean?”“Look, she could very well be the blackmailer.”“No, how can that be?”“Come with me.” He said and led her to his bedroom. There, he showed her the screen of his laptop where he still had Angie’s photo and SIM card registration details. Dominic patiently explained what she was seeing and Andra was distraught at the information. Still, she was doubtful.“Okay, but that’s not her phone number.” Angie pointed out. “The one on my phone ends with different digits from the one here. I’ll get it.”He waited as Angie left the room and quickly returned with her phone. He confirmed the difference but didn’t bother shifting his suspicions.“She should have another number.” He told her. “I mean, people have more than one number, right?”Andra saw his point. Maybe she just didn’t have the particular
Dominic returned to his car and drove into the compound. By the time he got out of the car, the gateman was closing the gate and Andra was heading in his direction. Good, he thought. Because they needed to talk. He folded his arms and relaxed against the car, waiting for her to reach him.“Now, tell me. What is this arrangement?” he asked when she was close enough.“What do you mean by that?” she asked.“I mean, you just brought in staff. So how do you intend to pay him?”She stared at him as though he had just spoken a foreign language.“I or we?” she asked.“We?” Dominic found her reaction preposterous.“Yes, we.” She confirmed as though it was a verdict. “Santus here is going to be opening the gate for us. Won’t that be great?”He ignored her question. “You know, I am trying to figure out or understand how you can make such a decision without first informing me.”“Because if I did, you would give me issues.”“Give you issues?”“Be antagonistic.”“Well, you judged correctly. I want
After carefully checking the contents of the contract, Andra finally spotted the term. It was at the back of the page as an addition behind the page she had signed. At the bottom of the signed page, she had missed the letter P.T.O. which meant Please Turn Over. She would have opened the next page and found the term if she had noticed that. It seemed to be a later addition to the terms listed in the previous section. The term read; The couple agrees to wed in a publicized ceremony four weeks after this contract is signed. Signatures appeared on the previous page over the additional term. Andra sighed. Gosh. And this was how people could easily get into trouble when they didn’t properly study a contract. Well, now her discovery of the term was useless, she reasoned. It was useless brooding over the issue. It didn’t matter anymore what time the wedding took place. The thought didn’t stop her from immediately developing a counterthought bordering on adjusting the wedding ceremony con
Andra didn’t waste time mincing words. She told him exactly what was having her worried.“Getting married even though it’s fake is still a huge step.”“I know.” He replied.“I do not want to bear the title of a divorcee just because of this contract.”“Me neither.” He admitted. “But we won’t be the first.”“You sound like you don’t care.”“We are only executing the terms of the contract.” He pointed out. “After all, we both knew what we were getting into.”“Well, I believe we ought to amend the terms in this current concern.” She suggested.“In what way?”“We can tell my dad that we want to stay as we are until the contract period expires.”“I don’t see him agreeing, especially not without a fight.”“Do you have a better suggestion?”“Yes.”She stared at him curiously. She could not wait to hear it. “Please tell me.” She said earnestly.“I’ll invite him to meet us and then I’ll explain our concerns. We’ll see if he can agree to a private and very secret wedding. Just us. No unnecessar
On the news, a political update was going on. The reporter was flashing headlines from a major newspaper publication. One of the headlines featured Duke Anderson and his opponent on the cover of the newspaper. The headline read; Duke Anderson and Abraham Wilcox. The battle for Mayor is heating up. Who will take over the city?***Later in the evening, Dominic returned home from work and met Andra engrossed in a video game. She was dressed in a boyish outfit and a beanie kept her braids together.“Welcome.” She greeted.“Thanks.” He replied. Dominic was pleased that they were now on cordial terms unlike when they would just ignore each other’s presence. He was proud of his work.Andra didn’t expect to be pleased about their cordial relations. But now she could not deny that it was better than living as enemies. If they would be sharing the house for the duration of the contract, they might as well live like civilized people.His eyes swept over her outfit as he paused. Then he looked
Andra stared at him, towering over her with his dominating presence. She was not sure of her stand before him right now.He could just grab her and she would find herself, butt in the air over his knee, getting spanked for real, but she stood her ground.He had promised not to do that and her hope was built on nothing less than his promise. Right now, she stood there putting on a confident front even if she was somewhat scared of retribution. Still, she was pleased with herself for getting back at him.Dominic saw a smug smile on her face. She was rejoicing over her triumph. Well, she had won. He had to admire her courage. The brat had the guts to lock him up and make demands.“You know I made those promises under duress, right?” his voice was low and ominous.Her eyes slowly widened and she took one step back. “You promised.”He took one step towards her and she took one step back.He paused. Then he smiled, calming her rising nerves. “Got you.” He said and laughed at her.“Haha. Ver
At his response, Andra stayed silent. She lacked words. She tried to speak but ended up swallowing hard. Then she cleared her throat and managed to find her voice.“Why would you do that?” she asked.“Why not?” he asked. “Are you not an attractive woman?”Her cheeks flushed at his compliment and she fought to look unaffected by it. She lost the fight and ended up with a faint smile of pleasure. Dominic was pleased to see it.“I thought I was a boy.” She said meaningfully and he laughed, remembering how he called her that sometimes because of her tomboy outfits.Andra joined in his laughter and after a few seconds of shared laughter, they suddenly stopped. It was as if, they were being cautious of the major reason why they were living together in the first place. They were not friends. They were there to honor a contract.“Goodnight, Mr. Dominic.” She said, using an official address. She was using that to help her stay with the goal of the contract.“Goodnight, Miss Andra.” He responde
Andra ended up at the gate and could not get it to open on time. Dominic’s long strides brought him over to her position, cornering her. She surrendered and leaned back against the gate.“Sorry.” She quickly apologized as he crowded her with his presence. “I said I’m sorry. Can’t someone joke with you?”His palms came up and rested on either side of her head, trapping her before him.“I don’t believe you’re sorry.” His gaze was intense upon hers.“But I am.” She assured him. “Besides, I was only playing with you.”“I know you deliberately taunted me but I’m serious. Don’t do that again.”“Fine.”“Now you can say sorry and mean it.”She stared at him challengingly for a few seconds and noticed he was not backing down, his expression remaining stern and expectant.“Okay, I’m sorry.”“Apology accepted.” He said but made no move to release her.“Release me.” She demanded.“If you really wish to be free, there are many ways, Andra. I’m not holding you, am I?”“Why do I need to try differen
Back in the house, Andra kept up with the friendship act for a few more days. During the start of the weekend, she could not take it anymore and fell into depression. Home alone, she didn't want to go out and cause any trouble. She didn't want to ask Dominic if she could go either. She just stayed in the living room sad. Dominic emerged from his room, dressed casually and looking sharp like he was about to enjoy a night out. She was watching the TV morosely without really paying attention to the movie playing on the screen. She wished she could go out. She was bored and alone. She looked at Dominic, her eyes melancholy. He folded his arms and smiled at her. "Andra." "Yes." she answered dully. "It's Friday night and you know what?" "What?" she asked, her mind curious, the dullness still paramount. "I'm taking you out." he said. "We are going partying." A smile brightened up her face. "Really?" she could not believe it. "Yes. Really." Andra leaped off the chair and rushed
Andra felt her body go cold with dissapointment. She knew she had fallen head over heels in love with Dominic, hence his words hurt her. So, he would be leaving? To him, it was a mere contract and it would soon be over, just like that. "What about the company?" she asked."I already have interested investors who want to buy it."Andra felt her heart breaking. But she tried to control her emotions."So, you will just leave and go back to your life?"He nodded. "I see no other choice."“And us?” she asked.He glanced at her. “Us was a contract, right? I am sure you cannot wait to be rid of my rules.”Andra believed he was wrong but she did not want to push it. She smiled wanly and the ride became silent. She felt like crying. Still, she pretended that everything was okay. But deep down, her heart was shattering to a thousand pieces.Later, the following day, she was sad as she walked beside Molly at the park they last hung out at."You can tell me what's wrong." Molly encouraged "I I c
"I should not have slapped you. I pushed you and I'm sorry. I'm also sorry for...for bringing a man to the house." Dominic turned away from her. "Just go," he said dismissively and to his surprise, she threw herself inside the room.As he turned to face her, she was standing right before him, contrite. "I'm sorry."His demeanor was unshaken."Are you really sorry or you're just fooling around because I don't have time for games.""I'm sorry, please.""How long was he here?""We barely just came in."Dominic's demeanor was starting to soften as he realized that the silent treatment, he gave her was for too long."Hmm. That's okay. And look I'm sorry too. I should not have left you alone like that. You were apologizing and I took too long to give you some attention. I realize that wasn't very nice, okay?"She nodded, relieved to hear that."Still, that doesn't give you the right to go man-hunting.""I know. I'm sorry.""I still feel angry. All this tells me is that once you can't get at
The couple heard Dominic's footsteps as he approached the door. And then he was knocking. "Andra, answer me, damn it. I know you're in there. And I want to see you now." Andra knew she could not hide anymore. She quickly advised her partner to seek refuge in her closet. Dominic would not enter the room, she assured him as she dove for a quick change of clothes, ditching the skimpy clothing for pajamas. "And why are you guys staying in separate rooms?" the guy whispered. "This is the guest room." she lied and he quickly disappeared into the walk-in closet. "Andra, I swear, if you don't open this door right now..." In a moment of courage, Andra opened the door and stepped outside to confront her fears. She shut the door behind her protectively and watched Dominic's hands gripping her partner's tie as his hazel eyes burned with fury. This was not how she had expected his return to be but she could not turn back the hands of time. Dominic perused her outfit. It didn't look like s
Seeing Andra’s devastation, Molly decided to be supportive. "Don't worry, he will talk to you once he is calm enough." "Thank you." Andra decided to try and control herself before she started looking like a love sick puppy. It wasn't as if she was in a relationship with a guy and they were having problems. Strengthening herself she looked at Molly, remembering her pressing need. "Molly, I need some cash. He left me with no upkeep. I guess because he is angry." At her request, Molly became infuriated. She rose with indignation. "I see why you're worried about not reaching him. The money is all you need. I knew you will never change." Andra stared at Molly, shocked. "Is that how low you think of me?" she slowly rose, pained by Molly's assertion. "Forget I asked," she said and started heading for the bedroom in frustration. Molly realized she was wrong to quickly judge her. "Wait, I'm sorry." Andra disappeared inside the room and slammed the door shut, leaving Molly alone, perple
Dominic folded his arms and glared at her. He was somewhat relieved by her surrender. He didn't want to have to physically hurt her. He didn't like hurting anyone, especially if he could avoid it, but she was driving him up the wall. His eyes swept over her like a scanner. "You left this house in different clothes, and now you're here with different ones. That alone is a giveaway. I knew you were up to something. But I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. Still, you just could not disappoint me." Andra wobbled a bit, which pissed him off further."Look at you. You can't even stand properly. You're drunk. You should be ashamed of yourself." "I am not drunk, I swear. I'm just... yes, I drank, but I did it responsibly. I stopped as soon as I reached my limit. I swear, there was no scene. I assure you, there will be no news." "There had better be no news about your stupid outing," he barked, unable to control his anger. "You left this house yesterday with a pack of lies, an
The sky was dark and only illuminated by sparse and distant stars. Dominic was out on the front porch of the house, gazing at the night sky.His eyes traveled to the spot where Andra’s car was supposed to be parked. It was not there.Dominic recalled her backpack. He remembered asking her what was in there because he was uncomfortable with it. She said it was for the laundry. Now, he could almost swear that her disappearance had to do with that backpack. She carried clothes. Now if something happened to her wherever she was, he would be blamed. After all, she was his wife. That was the portrayal. Dominic was trying to control his anger. If she agreed to the deal, the least she could do was follow the rules. He was pissed off as he checked his wristwatch. It was already past 12:00 pm. Where could she be? The first place he could check was any club, but he already knew that was a lost cause with all the clubs in town.If she dared showed up any moment from now, he would not be able to
Dominic stood there for a few seconds, listening to her cry. As usual, she was affected.“I can’t wait for this deal to be over.” She cried regretfully.He drew close to the door and gave it a gentle knock. In response, she shouted, telling him to just go away and leave her alone in her misery. He didn’t relent and knocked on the door again. This time, she said nothing but was sniffling tearfully. He could tell that she was listening.“Andra, I am disappointed in you, but I’m willing to accompany you. That’s the only thing I can do for you right now.”In response to his scolding and offer, she once again told him to go away and leave her alone. Then she added that she was not interested in his offer. “I must go alone or nothing.” She declared.He shrugged, resolutely sticking with his decision.“Well, do not say that I didn’t try.” He said and walked away, leaving her crying inside.Andra heard his footsteps leaving and made a desperate attempt to persuade him to let her go. She rush
“Back to sender,” Dominic responded.“God forbid that.” She retorted and was surprised at his amused chuckle.“He was that bad?” he asked and she found she was no longer as offended as she had been a few moments ago.“He was a gigolo.” She said solemnly.Dominic looked at her, still amused but at her sad countenance, his expression lost its light look and closely mirrored hers.“I am so sorry about that.” He said.Andra was surprised at his show of concern.“I wasn’t expecting you to be sympathetic.” She admitted.Dominic was surprised at her response. He asked what her expectation was and she responded that she thought he was going to mock or tease her.“Well, as you can see, I am not that bad.” He remarked.She agreed with a nod. “Yeah, you’re alright.”“I will be traveling for days tomorrow.” He informed her. “It’s for business. I want to meet with some investors.”Andra admired his tenacity in following his dreams.“Okay. That’s cool.” She said. “It’s very cool that you’re pursuin