The kiss with Nelson heated things up in her body. For Victoria, that was what she needed on a cold day with the rain pouring torrentially outside. The fact that she was in her matrimonial home or was making out with her ex didn't seem to bother her again as all she wanted now was to feel as warm and hot as her insides felt at the moment.Their lips moved in a frenzied dance, fueled by a mix of nostalgia and raw desire. Nelson's hands roamed her body, reigniting old flames that had never fully extinguished. Victoria clung to him, craving the familiar touch that had once been her solace.Nelson pulled back slightly, his breath hot against her lips. "Victoria," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Are you sure about this?"Victoria's eyes met his, a storm of conflicting emotions swirling within them. She knew this was a line they shouldn't cross, but the ache in her heart and the heat in her body overpowered her reason. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Nelson. I nee
One month later... Eyes closed, Gerald stretched across his bed, arms extending above his head. A dull twinge slid along his shoulders. Groaning, he grabbed a pillow and placed it over his face to shut out the morning light creeping in through parted curtains. The crisp scent of newly washed sheets filled his nostrils.What he'd give to lie there and do nothing, but the day was calling to him. He had a full schedule. Not only did he have several appointments scheduled, he had a dinner outing with his wife tonight. She was already up from bed, he had to too.Gerald was happy with how things were going between him and Victoria. They had decided to make their marriage work, and have done so well in the past one month.But their happiness meant he had no chance with the sexy Mildred. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about the good sex they had, but he knew he couldn't give in to those thoughts. In reality, Victoria was the woman he loved, and they also always had good sex, just like
As Victoria approached him, Gerald's heart raced with anticipation. She wrapped her arms around his waist, her touch igniting a spark within him."You're still semi-hard, huh?" she whispered, her breath tickling his ear. "Let me take care of that."With gentle fingers, she stroked his length, reigniting the flames of desire. Gerald's eyes closed, surrendering to her touch.But amidst the pleasure, his mind wandered back to Mildred. He pushed the thought away, focusing on Victoria's loving caress.As they stood there, entwined, Gerald realized he needed to confront his feelings. He couldn't keep oscillating between his love for Victoria and his fascination with Mildred."Victoria, can we talk?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.She looked up, concern etched on her face. "Right now?"Gerald took a deep breath, unsure how to begin. "Yes." he nodded.Disappointed, Victoria sits up and looks at him skeptically. "What's going on Gerald?""I need to ask you something, and i need y
Gerald returned home, his mind reeling with guilt and desire. Victoria greeted him with a concerned expression."Hey, you're late. Everything okay?"Gerald forced a smile. "Yeah, just got held up at work. Sorry."Victoria's eyes searched his face, sensing something amiss. "You sure everything's fine?"Gerald nodded, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, just tired. Long day."Victoria accepted his explanation, but her intuition lingered.As they went to bed, Gerald's thoughts drifted to Mildred. He couldn't shake off the memory of their passion, the thrill of their secret encounters. He couldn't wait to be with her again.Suddenly Victoria wraps her arms around him. He could tell she wanted him, but he was exhausted. Mildred has sapped all his energy."Toria, not tonight." he murmured.Victoria still makes a move to kiss him, but he pulls away. "I'm too tired my love." Then he turns his back to her.Victoria's eyes narrowe
Upstairs, Victoria lay awake, listening to the faint sounds of Gerald moving around the house. Her mind was racing, replaying the events of the past few weeks, searching for clues, for something she might have missed. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something—or someone—was coming between them. The idea that it could be Mildred made her stomach turn. Mildred was the only woman he had cheated on her with. Determined to get to the bottom of things, Victoria decided she would pay Mildred a visit. She needed to know the truth, to hear it from Mildred herself. And if her suspicions were correct, then she would confront Gerald with everything she had. She wasn’t going to let her marriage fall apart without a fight.By the time Gerald returned upstairs, Victoria was already out of bed, getting dressed.“You’re up early,” Gerald said, trying to sound casual.“I couldn’t sleep,” Victoria replied, her tone neutral. “Where were you?”“Just downstairs, needed some coffee,” he answered, avoid
As Gerald reached the door, he paused for a moment, his hand on the doorknob. He could feel Mildred's eyes on him, her presence heavy in the room. But he didn’t look back. With a final deep breath, as he pulled the door knob, a sudden knock on the door startled them.Gerald froze, his heart skipping a beat as the sound of the knock echoed through the room. His hand remained on the doorknob, and he shot a glance at Mildred, who looked equally startled. Her expression quickly shifted to one of annoyance, her lips pursing as she walked toward the door.“Who could that be?” Mildred muttered under her breath, her tone dripping with irritation.Gerald’s pulse quickened, a cold sweat forming on his brow. What if it’s Victoria? The thought sent a jolt of panic through him. He stepped back from the door, retreating into the shadows of the room as Mildred reached for the handle.“Wait!” Gerald hissed, grabbing her wrist. “Don’t open it.” he whispered.Mildred raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying
Victoria drove aimlessly through the city, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions—anger, hurt, betrayal—all swirling together in a chaotic storm.She had suspected Gerald of being unfaithful, but seeing him at Mildred’s was confirmation of her worst fears. The image of him standing there, looking guilty and pathetic, was seared into her memory. Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, and she glanced at the screen. It was— Gerald. For a moment, she considered answering the call, but then she thought better of it. She wasn't ready to talk to him. She needed someone else. Someone who could make her feel good and forget all of her sorrow. Someone like— Nelson.She knew the consequences of going to Nelson. But she didn't give a damn! Her mind was made up. She picks up her phone and dials him.“Hey,” Victoria said, her voice shaky as she spoke into the phone.“Victoria? Why are you calling me?” Nelson's voice cam
Gerald’s car screeched to a halt in front of Nelson’s building. His heart raced, panic gripping his chest. The thought of Victoria inside with Nelson twisted his insides, a vicious knot tightening with each passing second. He had to make her see reason.He parked quickly and rushed out of the car, his footsteps echoing as he approached the entrance. He tried calling her one more time, but it went straight to voicemail. “Damn it,” he muttered, clenching his fists as his mind raced with thoughts of what might be happening inside—Victoria, vulnerable, angry, and in the arms of the man he had always feared would take her from him.He didn’t care about leaving messages. He needed to act now.As the elevator ascended, Gerald’s heart pounded louder in his chest. He could feel the walls closing in around him. When the doors finally opened, he stepped out, his eyes scanning the hallway. There were only a few doors, but he knew where she would be, and he wasn’t about to let Nelson have her. He
Victoria’s declaration hung in the air like a thunderclap. Nelson’s eyes widened, and his lips curled into a satisfied smirk, but she caught a flash of something darker—triumph.“Finally,” he murmured, his voice low and steady. “You’re making the right choice, Toria. Gerald doesn’t deserve you or your loyalty.”“He doesn't,” she repeated, her voice shaking. “I need to take control of my life, my future. And my daughter’s.”Nelson stepped closer, his expression softening. “And I’ll be by your side every step of the way. Whatever you need.”But Victoria wasn’t ready to let her guard down. She stepped back, clutching the envelope like a shield. “I’ll handle this myself. I need to get custody of my baby, Nelson.”He nodded his head in agreement with het. “Of course. Whatever you want. I will get you the best lawyer.”Victoria looked away, her thoughts racing. The photograph in her hand was damning, and it gave her the ammunition she needed against Gerald. But it also raised more questions
Victoria awoke the next morning to an empty bed. The space beside her was cold, the sheets undisturbed, as though Nelson had been gone for hours. Her body ached—a reminder of the night before—but her mind was restless. The unanswered questions from the text thread she’d glimpsed now gnawed at her thoughts.She reached for her phone, only to find Nelson’s still sitting on the nightstand. Her heart raced. He’d never leave it behind.Temptation won.Unlocking it with the code, she scrolled back to the messages with Mildred. The words on the screen froze her in place:Mildred: Don’t forget our agreement. You need to talk to Gerald.Her blood ran cold. What agreement? What were they hiding? And what does Gerald have to do with all of this?Nelson’s voice startled her, breaking the silence. “Looking for something?”Victoria turned to see him leaning casually against the doorframe, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes were sharp, watching her ever
Victoria stepped out of the coffee shop, her heart heavy and her mind a swirl of emotions. Gerald’s words clung to her like a shadow, each step away from him feeling like a betrayal of the love they once shared.Her phone buzzed again. She pulled it from her bag, half expecting another message from Gerald. Instead, it was Nelson.Nelson: Back early. Dinner tonight?She hesitated before replying. Being with Nelson had become a way to escape her pain, but now it felt hollow. Her thumb hovered over the keyboard before she typed a short reply:Victoria: Sure.As she slipped the phone back into her bag, her thoughts returned to the strained conversation at the café. Gerald’s pain was raw and real, but his accusations still stung. How could he claim to still love her after what he’d done?The chill in the air bit at her cheeks as she walked toward her apartment. She needed to clear her head, to sort through the chaos.---Nelson was waiting for her when she got home, a bottle of wine open o
The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the room. Victoria stirred in Nelson's arms, her mind tugged from the haze of sleep by the familiar pang of unease. The warmth of his body beside her was comforting, yet her thoughts drifted back to Gerald—the heartbreak etched into his face as he stood in the doorway.She untangled herself carefully, not wanting to wake Nelson, and padded barefoot to the window. The city below bustled with life, oblivious to the turmoil in her heart. She wrapped her arms around herself, the chill of uncertainty seeping into her bones. Despite the sizziling sex she had with Nelson last night, it couldn't still take Gerald out of her thoughts. It felt odd to be here and not with Gerald.A soft rustle behind her made her turn. Nelson was awake, his dark eyes watching her with a mix of concern and longing. "You're up early," he said, his voice husky from sleep."I couldn’t sleep," she admitted, her gaze dropping to the floor.Nel
Victoria sat by the window of Nelson's apartment, her fingers gripping the warm mug of tea he’d handed her hours ago. The skyline outside was a blur of lights, but her mind was somewhere else—stuck in the doorway where Gerald had stood, pleading with her. His voice still echoed in her ears, raw and broken.Nelson moved quietly in the background, and stood behind her. He had sensed her unease since Gerald’s departure, and though he didn’t say much, his presence was comforting. She appreciated it—but it didn’t stop the storm brewing in her chest.Finally, she set the mug down and turned toward him. “Make me forget him, please?”Nelson looked at her, his eyes darkened with lust. The vulnerability in her voice struck him deeply, stirring something primal within him. He stepped closer, his hands finding her shoulders. "I'm not only going to make you forget him, but also male sure you never forget me again, Toria" he said with a hoarse voice that made Toria shiver. She nodded, her breath
Gerald’s car screeched to a halt in front of Nelson’s building. His heart raced, panic gripping his chest. The thought of Victoria inside with Nelson twisted his insides, a vicious knot tightening with each passing second. He had to make her see reason.He parked quickly and rushed out of the car, his footsteps echoing as he approached the entrance. He tried calling her one more time, but it went straight to voicemail. “Damn it,” he muttered, clenching his fists as his mind raced with thoughts of what might be happening inside—Victoria, vulnerable, angry, and in the arms of the man he had always feared would take her from him.He didn’t care about leaving messages. He needed to act now.As the elevator ascended, Gerald’s heart pounded louder in his chest. He could feel the walls closing in around him. When the doors finally opened, he stepped out, his eyes scanning the hallway. There were only a few doors, but he knew where she would be, and he wasn’t about to let Nelson have her. He
Victoria drove aimlessly through the city, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions—anger, hurt, betrayal—all swirling together in a chaotic storm.She had suspected Gerald of being unfaithful, but seeing him at Mildred’s was confirmation of her worst fears. The image of him standing there, looking guilty and pathetic, was seared into her memory. Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, and she glanced at the screen. It was— Gerald. For a moment, she considered answering the call, but then she thought better of it. She wasn't ready to talk to him. She needed someone else. Someone who could make her feel good and forget all of her sorrow. Someone like— Nelson.She knew the consequences of going to Nelson. But she didn't give a damn! Her mind was made up. She picks up her phone and dials him.“Hey,” Victoria said, her voice shaky as she spoke into the phone.“Victoria? Why are you calling me?” Nelson's voice cam
As Gerald reached the door, he paused for a moment, his hand on the doorknob. He could feel Mildred's eyes on him, her presence heavy in the room. But he didn’t look back. With a final deep breath, as he pulled the door knob, a sudden knock on the door startled them.Gerald froze, his heart skipping a beat as the sound of the knock echoed through the room. His hand remained on the doorknob, and he shot a glance at Mildred, who looked equally startled. Her expression quickly shifted to one of annoyance, her lips pursing as she walked toward the door.“Who could that be?” Mildred muttered under her breath, her tone dripping with irritation.Gerald’s pulse quickened, a cold sweat forming on his brow. What if it’s Victoria? The thought sent a jolt of panic through him. He stepped back from the door, retreating into the shadows of the room as Mildred reached for the handle.“Wait!” Gerald hissed, grabbing her wrist. “Don’t open it.” he whispered.Mildred raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying
Upstairs, Victoria lay awake, listening to the faint sounds of Gerald moving around the house. Her mind was racing, replaying the events of the past few weeks, searching for clues, for something she might have missed. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something—or someone—was coming between them. The idea that it could be Mildred made her stomach turn. Mildred was the only woman he had cheated on her with. Determined to get to the bottom of things, Victoria decided she would pay Mildred a visit. She needed to know the truth, to hear it from Mildred herself. And if her suspicions were correct, then she would confront Gerald with everything she had. She wasn’t going to let her marriage fall apart without a fight.By the time Gerald returned upstairs, Victoria was already out of bed, getting dressed.“You’re up early,” Gerald said, trying to sound casual.“I couldn’t sleep,” Victoria replied, her tone neutral. “Where were you?”“Just downstairs, needed some coffee,” he answered, avoid