Gerald exhales loudly before he knocks on the door of Mildred's hotel room. He shouldn't be here. But why had he come? Victoria was home waiting for him, but here he was at the doorpost of another woman.He breathes loudly again as the door clicks open. Mildred stands before him, looking seductive in the black lingerie she wears. Had she called him over to seduce him again? “You said we needed to talk," Gerald mutters, wanting to make it clear that was all he was here for. “Yeah. Come in," she ushers him in.Gerald hesitates for a moment before slowly walking in. The room is dimly lit, and he feels a mix of anxiety and curiosity. Mildred closes the door behind him and gestures to the bed for him to sit. “Mildred, why did you call me here? What more is there to say?” he asked instead. “Gerald, I’m not here to seduce you,” she begins, sensing his unease. “I’m sorry for the way things turned out. For everything.” Gerald sits down, his posture tense. “I'm sorry too. I don't know w
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
GVictoria followed Nelson up the winding staircase, her heart slamming against her ribs with each step. She knew she was walking straight into a trap, but she had no choice. She had to see Cherish. She had to get her out of here.Nelson led her down a dimly lit hallway, stopping in front of a door. He turned the knob and gestured for her to enter.Victoria hesitated. Something felt off."Go on," Nelson murmured. "Your daughter's waiting."Her breath hitched as she stepped inside, but the moment she did, a cold realization gripped her.The room was empty.No Cherish. No bed. Just four walls, a large, lavish bed in the center, and Nelson standing behind her, locking the door with a soft click.Victoria spun around, fury flashing in her eyes. "Where is she?"Nelson’s lips curled into a smirk as he stalked toward her. “Safe. For now.”Her pulse pounded. “You lied to me.”Nelson shrugged, his gaze dark and unreadable. “I told you that you’d see her soon. And you will—once I’m sure you’re s
Victoria clenched her fists, her heart hammering against her ribs as the weight of the plan settled on her shoulders. She had to be careful—one wrong move, and Nelson would see right through her.Gerald and Mildred exchanged another glance, their silent communication speaking volumes. They were worried about her. About how much she was risking. But there was no time for hesitation.Mildred winced as she stood, pain flickering across her face. “We don’t have much time. If Nelson suspects anything, he’ll disappear, and we may never find Cherish again.”Victoria’s throat tightened. She couldn’t let that happen.She exhaled sharply and reached for her phone. “I’ll call him.”Gerald’s hand shot out, gripping her wrist. “Are you sure?”No.But she had no choice.She nodded, pulling away and dialing Nelson’s number. The line rang once before he answered.“Well, well,” Nelson’s voice dripped with amusement. “I was beginning to think you didn’t care about your daughter, Victoria.”Her stomach
Becca’s nails dug into her palms as she stood in Nelson’s study, her heart pounding against her ribs. Cherish clung to her side, her small fingers trembling in Becca’s grasp. The little girl had been brave—silent, obedient—but Becca could feel the fear rolling off her in waves.She had just listened to Nelson’s conversation with Victoria. The threats, the manipulation, the sick amusement in his voice as he dangled Cherish’s safety like a prize.It made her stomach turn.“Nelson, you need to stop this,” she said, keeping her voice steady.Nelson turned from his desk, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand, his expression unreadable. “Stop what, Becca?”“Let her go,” she said, glancing down at Cherish. “She’s a child, Nelson. This isn’t a game.”His lips curled into a smirk. “Everything is a game, sweetheart. And right now, I’m winning.”Becca took a step forward, lowering her voice. “Victoria won’t just hand herself over. She’s not the same woman you controlled before.”Nelson’s jaw t
Mildred moved swiftly through the alleyways, her breath coming in short gasps. The sharp sting of a fresh wound on her arm reminded her just how close she had come to being caught. Nelson’s men had been relentless, but she had been smarter.She had seen the man tailing her the moment she left the safe house. At first, she pretended not to notice, walking at an even pace, blending into the crowd. But when she made a sudden turn into a less crowded street, the footsteps behind her quickened. That was when she knew—she had to run.The first attacker came at her from the left. Mildred ducked, spun on her heel, and drove her elbow into his ribs. He grunted in pain, but she had no time to celebrate. The second man lunged forward, a knife glinting in the moonlight.Pain shot through her arm as the blade nicked her, but adrenaline fueled her movements. She kicked the knife out of his hand, delivering a sharp punch to his jaw before dashing into the shadows.Now, she was safe—at least for the
Nelson set his glass down, his fingers drumming against the polished wood of his desk. Cherish will always be Victoria’s weakness. No matter what Victoria had planned, when it came to her daughter, she was nothing more than a terrified mother willing to do anything to protect her child.And Nelson was about to exploit that weakness.A response came through almost immediately."Consider it done."He leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly. The moment Cherish was in his hands, Victoria would have no choice but to bow. She thought she could betray him? Thought she could run back to Gerald and destroy everything he had planned for both of them?Not on his watch.A sharp knock on the door made him turn. “Come in.”Carlos entered again, his expression tight. “Boss… we have our eyes on Mildred.”Nelson pinched the bridge of his nose. “Where is she?” He looked up at Carlos with an irritated glare. “I want her caught.”Carlos hesitated. “We're working on it boss.”Nelson’s jaw clenched. “I d
Nelson stormed down the grand staircase, his mind racing. The scent of Bianca still clung to his skin, a stark contrast to the cold dread creeping into his chest. He had spent years building his empire, ensuring he was untouchable. So why the hell were the police here?Carlos trailed behind him, stiff with tension. He knew better than to speak unless spoken to, especially when Nelson was in a volatile state.At the bottom of the staircase, two uniformed officers stood waiting, their faces impassive. A third man, dressed in a sharp suit, was clearly the one in charge. He studied Nelson with cool, assessing eyes.“Mr. Brown,” the man said, flashing a badge. “Detective Harris, Organized Crime Unit. We have a few questions for you.”Nelson forced a smirk, masking the irritation surging beneath his skin. “Detective, what an unexpected visit. To what do I owe the pleasure?”“We received an anonymous tip about your involvement in illegal financial activities—money laundering, blackmail, brib
Nelson pushed open the heavy oak door to his bedroom, the dim lighting casting deep shadows against the walls. His gaze landed on Bianca, bound to the bed just as he had commanded. Her wrists were cuffed to the ornate bedposts, her breathing heavy, chest rising and falling with both exhaustion and defiance.She turned her head at the sound of his entrance, dark eyes burning with a mixture of rage and something else—something that made his blood heat despite the fury simmering inside him.“Untie me,” she demanded, voice sharp despite her vulnerable position.Nelson chuckled darkly, stepping closer, his presence filling the room like a looming storm. “You have some nerve giving orders when you’re the one tied up, Bianca.”She yanked against the restraints, her body arching as she tested their strength, but the metal held firm. “Do you think this will make me talk? Make me beg?” she hissed. “You underestimate me, Nelson.”He sat on the edge of the bed, eyes raking over her form, his jaw
Mildred’s phone buzzed with a message. She glanced at it, her brow furrowing. “It’s from Bianca,” she said. “She’s in trouble. Carlos caught her trying to escape with files. She managed to send the documents to Gerald, but she’s still in his clutches.”Victoria gasped. “We can’t leave her behind!”“We won’t,” Gerald said, gripping the steering wheel. “But first, we secure you and the files. Bianca knew the risks and trusted us to use what she found. If we don’t, her efforts will have been in vain.”The car sped through the dimly lit streets, the tension inside as palpable as the stakes they faced. Victoria leaned her head back, her mind spinning with possibilities and fears.After what felt like an eternity, they arrived at a secluded building on the outskirts of the city. Gerald parked the car and ushered the women inside. The safe house was modest but secure, equipped with multiple locks and reinforced windows.“Stay here,” Gerald said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I’m go
The ballroom’s air grew thick with tension, every eye in the room fixed on Victoria. Cameras clicked furiously, capturing her poised figure as she stood at the microphone. Nelson’s smile remained frozen in place, though the fury in his eyes betrayed his unease.Victoria gripped the edges of the podium, steadying herself. She could feel Nelson’s presence looming behind her like a dark shadow, but Gerald’s steady gaze from across the room gave her the courage she desperately needed.“Love is a beautiful thing,” she began, her voice trembling slightly but gaining strength with each word. “It’s built on trust, honesty, and mutual respect. But when any of those are missing, what remains is an illusion—a façade meant to deceive.”A ripple of murmurs swept through the crowd. Nelson’s hand tightened into a fist by his side, his mask of charm beginning to crack.“Nelson has spoken so eloquently tonight about love and partnership,” Victoria continued, turning her head slightly toward him, her t