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It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 26: A Night of Anguish
I feel the familiar sting of hurt and anger as I recall how he had forgotten my birthday. I had planned everything so meticulously — baking a cake, cooking a special meal, all with the intention of spending a simple, yet meaningful day with him. But he had broken his promise and never came home, leaving me to sleep off my disappointment while waiting for him.For the past seven days, I've been giving him the silent treatment, refusing to even cook for him. Part of me wished I could just leave his house, but my anger hadn't quite reached that level yet. I was determined to make him feel the full weight of his oversight.His Royal Majesty finally joined me in bed. I'd made sure to surround myself with a barrier of pillows, creating distance between us. He hadn't even bothered to apologize, dismissing my reaction as "childish.""It's just a birthday," he said, the nonchalance in his voice only serving to infuriate me further."Laverne, are you still angry?" he asked, as if the answer was
Last Updated : 2024-08-10It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 27: A Pinch of Possession
The day began with a heavy silence. After waking up, I felt a sense of embarrassment and lingering anger over my terrible outburst the night before. To my surprise and unease, Rominic didn't utter a single word about the incident. In fact, he barely spoke to me at all throughout the day, and this only worsened my already foul mood. I couldn't bring myself to talk to the children, afraid that I might end up venting my anger and frustration on them.I had hoped we could get through the day without any further interaction, but I was wrong. It was I who ended up disrupting the tense silence.As I observed Rominic, I couldn't help but notice that he was clearly in pain, likely due to the fall he had taken the previous day. Try as I might, I couldn't ignore the fact that he was suffering. The more I tried to push it out of my mind, the more I felt the tears threatening to spill. It was my fault that he had fallen, and my mind raced with fear-driven thoughts. What if he dies? How would my ch
Last Updated : 2024-08-10It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 28: Overdose
I twisted my lips in a pained grimace, biting down hard on my lower lip until I could feel the delicate skin break. Oh, how I longed to just punch that infuriating, smug smile right off his face, to slam his head down against his desk until that self-satisfied expression was wiped away. But I couldn't, and Rominic knew it — he knew he had me trapped. My heart pounded with a burning fury as I clenched my hands at my sides, feeling the joints of my knuckles crack under the strain. The metallic taste of my own blood seeped into my mouth as my teeth continued tearing into my tender lip.Rominic's expression softened, and he slowly rose from his seat, moving to loom over me. His hand came up, reaching towards my face, and I instinctively tried to pull away, but he was too fast. His fingers gripped my chin firmly, forcing me to hold still as his thumb gently stroked the tense muscle of my cheek."Stop biting your lip," he murmured, using his other hand to press his thumb against my bottom
Last Updated : 2024-08-12It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 29: A Prescription for Deception (1)
I watched as Rominic vehemently insisted, "Lavender, I'm telling you, I'm not sick." I stared at him blankly as I proceeded to remove the medications from the bag. Rominic let out a huff of laughter, sensing that I wasn't buying his claims. "Seriously, I'm fine!" he insisted.My gaze traveled over his trembling form. Despite being bundled up in layers of blankets and heavy coats, he was shivering uncontrollably. The only aspect of him that seemed stable was his voice."Mm hm," I hummed sarcastically in response."I'm okay, Laverne. Don't you trust me?" He pleaded. I ignored his protests and walked over to the water dispenser, filling a glass with warm water. I approached him, setting the cup and the bag of medications on the nightstand before beginning to remove the pills from their sealed packets."You bought me drugs?" He asked, his tone laced with uncertainty."Uhm," I replied, gathering the medications in my palm and stretching them out to him. Rominic took a deep breath, his gaze
Last Updated : 2024-08-13It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 30: A Prescription for Deception (2)
Stacy departed with the doctor, and Cadmus also left the office. Once they had all gone, I approached Rominic's desk, intent on completing any outstanding work to the best of my abilities. I found myself constantly moving between the two desks, juggling tasks to ensure everything was handled while he rested peacefully, like a baby. At some point, I simply stopped working and found myself gazing at his sleeping form.At first, I was utterly perplexed by the unfolding events. Stacy swiftly snatched the drugs from Rominic's drawers before I could get a good look at them, hastily handing them off to Cadmus. I couldn't reclaim them from Cadmus without causing an unnecessary commotion, which was the last thing we needed. My curiosity, however, was piqued.I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes, and drummed my fingers on the table. I could have sworn that someone had mentioned to me once that Rominic was unwell and that a certain someone always ensured he took his medication. But I couldn
Last Updated : 2024-08-13It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 31: Beneath the Facade
Rominic's ViewpointI flexed my throbbing shoulders, trying to work out the lingering ache. The pain had subsided somewhat, but it still nagged at me. I felt an urge to just punch myself in the face, a self-loathing impulse that I had to resist.After Lavender's outburst the other night, I knew I was likely to lose control again. But despite the temptation, I had refrained from taking my usual medication. Deep down, I had this foolish hope that by enduring the discomfort, Lavender would see that I was punishing myself more harshly than she ever could. Of course, that plan had been a total failure, and before I knew it, I had foolishly taken more than I should have.I didn't want Lavender to see me in such a state, but I knew she already had. And knowing Lavender, she wouldn't stop until she uncovered the truth. Part of me hoped she would investigate, thinking that perhaps I could gain her sympathy. But another, more rational part knew that using her conscience against her was wrong. B
Last Updated : 2024-08-14It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 32: Nothing Personal
The drive to the restaurant was a tense affair. It took several minutes before Lavender finally snapped out of her daze, but I refrained from commenting on the foolishness of her initial reaction. I had no desire to engage in another tiresome argument — I'd had my fill of those for the day.Lavender grumbled and muttered to herself throughout the remainder of the journey, likely cursing me under her breath. By the time we arrived, her temper had been thoroughly exhausted. She practically leapt out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop — a reckless move that made me pause. This was not the meek, cautious woman I had once known.As we entered the restaurant, I couldn't help but notice the marked change in Lavender's demeanor. Gone was the nervous, clingy woman who would typically cling to my arm, pressing her bosom against me in a transparent attempt to overcome her inhibitions. No, the woman who strode through the door was self-assured, almost to the point of arrogance.
Last Updated : 2024-08-15It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 33: Jealousy
Parker looked at me with an amused smile. "You got yourself another Stacy?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of teasing."Why are you always surrounding yourself with women, Rommy?" Caroline drawled, her voice dry and unimpressed. I shuddered at the nickname she used. I kept my mouth shut, knowing that words were useless when they came from me — she was immune to their effect."Is it because you think I will always tolerate it?" Caroline continued, her gaze unwavering. "I have a heart that loves you, you know." "Lady, do be quiet or we will leave and you won't see your darling Rommy again," Lavender interjected, her tone clearly sarcastic as she used the nickname. "Sir, please sit down so we can get this over with," she added, reaching for my hand and snaking her fingers around my wrist, pulling me down into the chair. The place where she touched me left my skin buzzing even after she removed her hand. I stared down at my hand, momentarily lost to the world around me until Parker
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It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 92: A Call From the Past
Lavender's POVThe cool, smooth leather of the office couch cushioned me as I sat cross-legged, my notepad balanced on one knee. I leaned forward, the pen in my hand moving swiftly, its tip scratching faintly against the paper. Around me, the soft, lingering scent of roses and bergamot filled the air—remnants of test bottles scattered haphazardly across my desk.Warm sunlight filters through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in a gentle glow. The golden light pools on the wooden floor and reflects off the edges of glass bottles, casting shadows across the walls. It's quiet except for the faint scratching of my pen and the low hum of the air conditioning. My gaze dropped back to the notepad where I meticulously outlined the ingredients for my latest obsession: a bold, layered perfume.The vision was vivid in my mind: the top notes would be sharp and citrusy, evoking the crispness of an early spring morning. The heart would be floral—a soft, comforting embrace, delicate yet unyieldin
It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 91: Between Passion and Plans
Lavender's POVI stretched my legs out on the bed, crossing them at the ankles as I leaned back against the headboard. Papers, a file, and my laptop were scattered around me, the evidence of a day spent working. My phone buzzed faintly next to me, but I ignored it, too engrossed in the file I was reviewing.The sound of running water echoed from the open bathroom door. Rominic's voice carried through the space as he talked about his day, weaving details about a difficult client and a frustrating product launch into the hum of the shower. I half-listened, my eyes scanning the lines of the document in my lap."And then the old man had the nerve to criticize the campaign visuals," Rominic grumbled.I heard the sharp squeak of the shower handle turning, followed by the dull thud of water droplets against tile as the flow stopped. "Honestly, Lav, I don't know how I managed to keep my temper. Times like this, I wish Dad hadn't retired and left me to deal with this circus.""You handled it f
It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 90: One Word
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It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 89: A Bold Transformation
I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to stay calm, tapping the arm of the chair rhythmically. Plans had changed last minute, and we had to cancel on Giovanna. But this wasn't a trivial decision; it was because of Rylee. I couldn't leave her alone—not in the state she was in. Anna, Tyra, and Ginger agreed without hesitation. Rylee had become part of our circle, and right now, our priority was coaxing her into facing her mistakes. We gave Giovanna the ticket as a peace offering, hoping she'd understand.Anna, Tyra, and Ginger had practically moved in to help me keep an eye on her. Suzanne couldn't be here physically, but she regularly sent messages of support. Phineas frequently checked on Rylee through me, and Nic, despite his lingering frustration with his sister, never missed a chance to ask after her. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how alike the two of them were in their stubbornness and loyalty.I was seated in the living room, Tyra gently braiding my hair whi
It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 88: Rylee's Crossroad
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It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 87: Trouble on the Homefront
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It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 86: Oh Boy
A breathless gasp fell from my lips as I threw my head back, my back arching off the bed in a deliciously desperate stretch. But Rominic didn't give me a moment to acclimate to the powerful wave of sensation that crashed over me. He began to rock his hips, plunging in and out at a maddening pace from the very start, driving me wild. My entire body burned with an insatiable heat that pooled tantalizingly in my abdomen, each thrust igniting a fever that coursed through me. I was quickly lost in the delirious bliss of our bodies colliding relentlessly, surrendering to the rhythm we created together.Rominic hovered over me, his presence consuming, as he cuffed my hands to the bed above my head, rendering me beautifully helpless. He hardly slowed his pace; in fact, every time he felt my walls tighten around him, he responded with heightened urgency, relishing in my pleasure. I could barely obey any order he barked at me, my capacity for restraint evaporating under his relentless assault. A
It Should Have Been Like This Chapter 85: Try Not To Make A Sound
Rominic's hands explored every single strand of my hair, threading through it as if he were crafting a delicate crown just for me. He hovered above, his gaze locking onto my hazy eyes as I breathed heavily, my pulse quickening. Heat radiated from my face, igniting a giddy sensation in me, as if I were melting under the influence of something intoxicating. His hand moved to cup my cheek, and I instinctively closed the eye above it, surrendering to his touch. His thumb caressed the soft flesh, brushing over my rosy cheeks in a way that sent a thrill racing through me, leaving me both curious and breathless about his next move."Try not to make a sound," Nic commanded, his voice low and sultry, as his kisses traveled down the curve of my neck, igniting a fire beneath my skin."Is that an order?" I challenged, my tone laced with defiance. He paused, that simmering challenge hanging in the air. "And what if I don't do as you say?" I teased, a smirk curling on my face.Nic brushed his tongu
