As Victoria Morgan walks into her apartment, she drops down on the floor and cries her eyes out. The day didn't go half the way she expected. Everyone had moved on with their lives leaving her behind. Even Becca she thought was her friend had betrayed her. The most painful one she had to come to terms with was Gerald; she has lost him for good. She could tell from the hate in his voice when he spoke to her. Victoria shrieks in pain. No body wants to be associated with her, not even Nelson. He has already replaced her. To think he was the one who put her life in jeopardy. Victoria stood up and stared blankly. Nelson can't get away with this. She looks around, picks her hand bag and heads to the door then hesitates to open it. Then what she saw in Nelson's office that morning flashes through her mind. Then she opens the door and walks out.Nelson couldn't shake the look on Victoria's face when she saw him and Bianca that morning out of his mind. He grinned. At least now she felt what it
Victoria Morgan twitches her nose several times as she perceives a nice aroma. She finally opens her eyes and at first her surroundings are all a blur. She sees a figure approaching her where she lay on the bed. The closer the figure got, the clearer her sight, until she was able to recognize him, then she gasped.“Gerald?!" Was she dreaming? What was Gerald doing in her house, cooking her breakfast?“You're finally awake". He says, his expression blank, giving no emotion.“Are you really here, or am I dreaming?" She asked, then winced, as she felt a heavy ache in her head.“I will get you a pain relief for your headache". He says and turns to leave.Victoria's confusion lingered as she watched Gerald move away. The room felt strangely familiar, yet the details were elusive. She hesitated, still uncertain whether this was reality or a dream unfolding before her.As Gerald returned with a pain reliever, she couldn't shake off the surreal atmosphere. "What's going on, Gerald? Why are y
One Month Later...Nelson Brown sighs as he walks into Becca's salon. He couldn't let his pride get in the way again. He missed Victoria, and needed to know her whereabouts. For the past one month, he hasn't been able to reach her on the phone or even at her residence. Has she done it again? He thought within himself. Was she trying to get away from him again? When would she learn that they were meant to be together. He sighs again.“What brings you here?" Becca says immediately she sees him.“They don't greet people where you come from?" He responds sarcastically.“This is my salon, I greet who I want to". She retorts, her face carrying a frown.“Anyway, I didn't come here to exchange words with you". He replies. “Where is Toria?" He asks after a brief silence.“Are you for real?" She asks with a scoff.“Can you tell me where she is?" He demands.“I thought she was with you all this while. Bianca said she saw her last at your house". “She left that same day, and I haven't seen her ev
Becca sighs in frustration again for the umpteenth time as she scans through the counter in a shopping mall, and doesn't find what she is looking for to buy.“This is the third supermarket!" She says exasperatedlyto herself . ”Am I ever going to find those hair products". She continued loudly. Then suddenly she hears someone call her name. It was a familiar voice, and immediately she heard it, she spins around to see if she heard right. “Gerald?!" She screams in surprise the moment she sets her eyes on him.“Becca how are you doing?" Gerald says to her.“Where on earth have you been?" She asks him instead, as she moves closer to him.“I moved into my own house"? He answers.“Wow, that's good". Becca replies and hugs him lightly. “I decided not to disturb you because I know you needed space and time". She continues, sending him a flirtatious smile. ”I must say, you really look good". She adds.“Thanks". Gerald replies simply.“We should have lunch together, so we can catch up". She qu
Mildred concentrates as she artistically applies her make up. She needed to look her best, she needed to look pretty for this lunch date with Nelson Brown. She has heard how tunnelled he was for Victoria, and she was hoping she could change that. Nelson Brown was a good catch, way better than her ex. Being with someone like him will bounce her back to the social class she was used to before the cancellation of her engagement.She sighs with satisfaction as she takes a good look at her reflection in the mirror. The red shimmering dress she had on was well fitting to her body, accentuating her body curves and exposing her cleavage and thigh slightly. Nelson's jaw was definitely going to drop when he sees her. She thought proudly as she picked up her matching purse, and stepped out of her apartment.As she heads towards her booked ride, her phone beeps. It was a message from Nelson. He sent her directions to his house. Change of plans, they'll be having lunch at his place instead. Mildr
Soon Nelson fingers were in her panties, his lips pressed to the damp lace. She shuddered and closed her eyes, then let him take it off her.There was a soft, wet slide along the cleft of her sex, something so surprising. “What—”He was looking up at her from between her legs, his lips damp. No one ever…. Normally, she would have pushed him off, would have blushed and declined. No one had ever done that for her, but no one had ever looked at her like that, either. Like they were dying to devour her. And she wasn’t doing anything normally. 'Normal' wasn't part of her plan for tonight.She swallowed hard and touched his hair. “Do I taste good?”“Perfect.” He swiped his tongue over her clit again, with the same lush softness. The same electricity. A spark flashed through his eyes.With one more kiss against the hollow of her hip, he stood, pushing his shirt off as he rose. She watched the flex of lean muscle, reached to trace the smooth skin. This time, when he grasped her hand, it was
One year later...Victoria Morgan whines and twirls on her bed as the crying of a baby disturbed her siesta. Where on earth was the mother of this crying baby? She thought subconsciously. She tries to sleep again, but the crying of the baby gets louder and incessant. Victoria groaned, she was completely exhausted and needed this sleep so much. She forced her eyes open with every bit of strength she could muster, and in a quick flash of revelation she jumps up and runs towards her baby's cradle. It has been her baby crying all along. She had laid her baby to sleep and decided to take a quick nap herself, which had turn into a deep sleep. Being a mother wasn't an easy job at all. She had to quit her job search and become a full-time house wife. Victoria thought, and sighs as she lifts the baby into her arms, and rocks her.“Sorry Cherish, mommy took a short nap". She whispers to her daughter of six months.With late nights, regular diaper change, breastfeeding, washing, bathing and ster
Victoria feigned laughter at her neighbour's joke as they headed out of a supermarket , where they have just done some grocery shopping. Her mind was faraway. She was deeply bothered by her current situation. This was not how she expected marriage to Gerald would be. "Is everything okay?" Eunice her neighbour asked, noticing her disconcert.Victoria looks at her neighbor dumbfounded, she was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear what she had said. "Vicky, what's wrong?" She repeats herself, her voice sounding with urgency."Nothing. Why do you ask?" Victoria replied. "You're anywhere but here right now". Her neighbor continue, sending her a concerned look. "You know you can talk to me" Victoria sighs. "I'm frustrated". "Why? What's the problem?" Eunice inquired."It's Gerald". She sighs again. "Marriage to him isn't as i envisioned". "How come? You don't love him anymore?" "I do. But he ..." Her voice caught in her throat. How was she going to confess to Eunice that her husb
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
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
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
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
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
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