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IrisI couldn’t sleep. Something about the over-excitement I felt was vastly different from our honeymoon. I simply spent all my time drawing circles on Orchard’s naked chest, just because I didn’t want him to wake up, and then began drawing the same circles on the pillow. Eventually, what probably felt like just an hour passed before my alarm for 5:00 a.m. blared out. In the end, the alarm didn’t wake me up—Orchard did. "Guess what?" he began, playing around with a few locks of my hair. "That it’s still night?" I mumbled into the pillow. "No," he mustered with a chuckle in his voice. "It’s 10:00 a.m. My pilot called—he wants to know when we’re going to be ready to go. I told him an hour. That was 20 minutes ago." My eyes snapped open, and without wasting much time, I bolted into the bathroom. All the while, Orchard’s smile pleased him far too much. "I’m behind! I’m going to get you for this!" I yelled at him before slamming the bathroom door playfully in his face. Aft
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IrisWe had, in fact, been to Italy before. It was a few weeks after the wedding but never quite to the Cannes. It was mostly Milan and Rome, staying over three days each and then moving on to the next big city on our list. Not exactly something I would recommend, but at the time, I was excited to travel. I was ecstatic to see the world, but even though I knew little of the man that stood beside me then, now it was different. Far too different. So different an environment that I was blushing as I came off the plane and then into the car. We were all led to a lovely hotel resort overlooking the beautiful Mediterranean with a beachfront, vast private property, and ample space. Incidentally, I noticed that the majority of the resort was empty, save for a few people lying around. "Odd," I said. "Where are all the people?" "Go away," Orchard mumbled beside me as he opened the windows to the room, the suite we had been given. "Why? Orchard?" I walked over to him, just as I caught si
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Dave’s PovThe moment the car pulled up and stopped, something inside me felt off. It was like a knot twisting tighter and tighter in my chest. I stood there, staring at it, trying to see through the heavily tinted windows. Who was inside? Why weren’t they coming out? My legs were restless, my fingers tapping against my thigh as I waited.The car didn’t move. It just sat there. Silent. Still.I glanced at Lisa, who was standing a little away from me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her face was tense, but she wouldn’t look at me. That only made the knot in my chest twist harder.“What’s going on here, Lisa?” She didn’t answer.I clenched my fists, the heat rising in me as the seconds dragged on. Who was in that car? The longer it sat there, the more suspicious it felt. I tried to peer closer, but those windows were so dark, it was like looking into a void.“Is someone going to come out, or what?” I muttered, half to myself, half to Lisa.No response.I turned back to the car
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Tiffany"I have bad news," my mom said to me over the phone. "Let me guess," I said, shoving my third bikini into my suitcase. "Dad is not letting me take the jet." I rolled my eyes. "True," Mom said. "Your father also does not approve of you suddenly leaving. In fact, he hates it, and he wants you back in the office first thing tomorrow morning. He's not willing to give you a day off." "Now," I said, "let me talk to him myself." I plopped down on my bed, the feeling of excitement soon fading away and leaving nothing but problems. "I don’t approve," was the first thing Father said to me. "Well, good morning to you too, Dad," I rolled my eyes. "It's fine. If you won’t give us the private jet, it’s okay," I said, even though I knew how badly I wanted to arrive in Italy in style. Desperately, in fact, in style. "To go anywhere?" Dad said. "This is not the time. Now is absolutely not the time for you to go doing God knows what in Europe." "It’s called a break from work,"
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DaveIt was all well and good so long as she didn’t notice how much money I was spending. Given the fact that this one did not come from my pocket but from the company’s, it was fine. Tiffany, however, was too glassy-eyed, so glad that she did not stop chatting by the time the plane touched down and through the entire ride to the resort. It took quite a lot of convincing, especially given the fact that the rich Hector had booked the majority of it. Most of the restaurants were also booked for the entire week—most of everything was booked—but with a little bit of wiggle room, I did find myself in opposite places of his, so long as me and my business were not on the top floor of the resort. Eventually, I was able to secure a rather good-looking suite on the third floor overlooking the beach, much to the delight of Tiffany, who wouldn’t stop gushing about everything. We hadn’t spent up to five minutes in the room before she bolted out the door, screeching something about seeing somet
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IrisMy eyes did not ever deceive me. This was a known fact. It was so well known that I had once thought I would never use glasses, but I was wrong. I could spot anything from afar. I could see so well that I often believed there was something special about me and my eyesight, which was to my benefit—especially when I found out he cheated on me with my sister. I shouldn’t have seen them in the lobby, but I did. And now, it was strangely reminiscent of that time when I could find my sister’s platinum blonde head amidst a sea of brown and black hair. I had just left the company of Italian wives. My mind, disinterested in the conversation, floated. “So it was your husband who booked out the entire penthouse floors—there’s four of them,” Mayanda held up her hand. She was one of the wives, perhaps of an oil tycoon, I guessed. I didn’t ask. I shrugged. “He just did it.” “That’s the good thing,” Claudia continued. “It’s always good to have a husband that does before you ask.” I fo
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Tiffany As fun as the trip was, it came to an end a little too quickly, but only one question had remained resounding several times in my mind, even as I slept after we came back. "Give the company to me," Dave had said. "Transfer your rights as acting president. Of course, I understand your father is the CEO." "Can we stop?" I interrupted him, grabbing his hand. "We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves." His face fell. Did I make a mistake talking? Should I have just let him continue? "It's okay," he said. But of course, I knew it wasn’t okay. I knew by the way he looked at me that he wasn’t happy. Dave was pissed about something, and it was my fault. Even after we had gotten back home, things were strangely strained between the both of us. It was like a rubber band that had grown slack several times over, and we were trying our best to shrink it back to size. I simply decided to let it wait, thinking maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. "Can we talk?" Dave suddenly
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Iris"Only a matter of time now," my mother-in-law had muttered when she came back a few days ago, and those words seemed to echo in my mind. But instead of leaving me breathlessly shy, I simply blushed and turned my eyes away from hers. Even remembering it now, in the car, was bad enough. "How was work?" his voice came to me over the phone. "Same old, same old," I mumbled. "Can’t wait to get home and pull off these shoes," I said, wiggling my toes in my heels despite how impossible it was. "Can’t wait to take off the shoes and other things too," I said with a smile as suggestive as I could, even though he couldn’t see me. "Are you thinking what I’m thinking?" His question was slow, his voice low, sparking easy memories. I smiled. "It’s easy enough to guess what you’re thinking," I said when suddenly the smile fell. I hadn’t told him about Dave and meeting him. That was bad enough. That alone had caused no small amount of guilt to eat away at me. But it wasn’t as though I’
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Iris’ POVI found him with my dad, they were standing by the fireplace in the lounge, deep in discussion. Orchard’s brow was furrowed in concentration as my father gestured animatedly, his voice rising and falling as he made his points. They both looked up when I entered the room, and I decided to break the tension with a little humor.“Dad, don’t scare him off,” I said with a grin as I walked over.My father chuckled, his serious demeanor softening. “Iris, you underestimate Orchard. He’s a sharp young man. He can handle me just fine.”Orchard glanced at me and smiled, the tension in his shoulders easing. “Your dad’s a great storyteller. I think I’m enjoying this more than he is.”I laughed, shaking my head. “Well, just remember he’s not above pulling out embarrassing stories about me if he runs out of other things to talk about.”My father gave me a sly smile. “Don’t tempt me.”We all laughed together, the moment feeling light and easy for the first time that evening. Just as I thoug
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Iris’ POVWhen I first saw the invitation from my father, I felt nervous, but at the same time, a little spark of curiosity lit up inside me. It wasn’t just about making peace with my father, I realized this could also be a chance to learn more about Tiffany. She had always been a shadow in my life, maybe tonight, I’d find some answers.The night of the dinner, I spent extra time getting ready. I chose a simple black dress, one that was elegant but not too flashy. As I stood in front of the mirror, I smoothed the fabric and tried to steady my breathing. This was it, my chance to reconnect with my father and, hopefully, uncover something about Tiffany.“Iris,” Orchard’s voice called from the living room. “Are you ready?”I took one last look at myself in the mirror, then grabbed my purse and headed out to meet him. Orchard was dressed in a dark blazer that made him look effortlessly handsome. His presence had a way of grounding me, even when my thoughts were spinning.“You look beaut
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Iris’ POVHow was your day?, I was thinking m..” Orchard didn't let me finish my words as he took over my lips in a hot steamy kiss. Even though I was first taken aback by his actions, it didn't take long for me to be completely lost under his charms. My lips melted in his, in an explosion of ecstasy.Within seconds we were both hurrying to take off our clothes, he helped me unzip my dress and peeled it off my body. Every inch of me, he unraveled, had me wanting more. I wanted him to see more. The room was cold but the moment our skin were pressed against each other, the room started to feel warmer right away, almost like the lustful desires in our hearts were burning right through our bodies into the air of the room.Our lips connected, he began sucking on my tongue while slowly guiding me to the bed, and once we were close enough, he turned around and went over me and pushed me into the bed while he slowly peeled his half-buttoned shirt from his body. I could see in his eyes how
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Tiffany’s POVI sat in my car for a long time, staring out the windshield. My hands were still trembling from everything that had happened. My mind replayed the scene with Lisa, the tears in her eyes, her shaking voice, the way I had slapped her. The memory made me feel… strange. At first, I thought it was satisfaction. But it wasn’t. It was shame.What was I doing?Lisa wasn’t the one I should have been angry at. Sure, she had been with Dave, but it wasn’t like she forced him into anything. No, Dave was the one who betrayed me. He was the one who lied to my face and broke my trust. And yet, I had let my anger spill over onto someone else.I took a deep breath, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Crying wasn’t going to fix anything. Yelling, slapping, and chasing after Lisa wouldn’t bring back the love I thought I had with Dave. It was clear now, he didn’t love me. He probably never did.There was no point holding onto someone who didn’t care about me. And there was no point in makin
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Tiffany’s POVI decided to spend my afternoon at the mall, hoping to treat myself after a long and stressful week. Shopping always helped to clear my head. The hustle and bustle of the stores, the colorful displays, the feeling of new things in my hands, it always brought me joy.As I wandered through the aisles, my eyes landed on something stunning: a beautiful, leather designer handbag. I couldn’t stop staring at it. Just as I was about to pick it up, I realized someone else had beaten me to it.A woman, probably around my age, held the bag in her hands. She examined it, running her fingers over the material. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. That bag had my name written all over it.But instead of walking away, I decided to strike up a conversation. Maybe she’d put it down, and I could swoop in.“That’s such a gorgeous bag,” I said with a smile, stepping closer to her.The woman looked up at me, her expression polite but distant. “It really is,” she replied.“I was just
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Tiffany I watched Dave. Not because I was beginning to quite enjoy stalking, but just watching him, and I knew that he was hiding something. They say every woman knows when a man is doing something like that, and I was no stranger to this. After all, I had been on the receiving end. "Let’s just try one more time," I told myself as I crawled into bed beside him and reached him. "Not right now," he said, confirming my suspicions. Until now, he was practically hanging off the edge. I wanted to spite him just a little bit. I felt like it, and he would deserve it in some ways. But somehow, even as I watched him shift within me, I told myself to just let it go. I hugged myself into a ball. It was a strange thing, I thought. Admitting it was even stranger. But my sister didn’t even really get the nicest things, men included. If not for me, Dave would still be with her. And probably, if you thought about it really deeply, if not for me, in the next few months, Orchard would still be
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Iris My dad placed a hand on my leg, squeezing—a strange kind of contact, I decided. When was the last time he ever touched me? When was the last time I felt the warmth of his hand or the worry in his voice? "I'll be fine," I said. "You know what? Just… let's drop it," I added, using the opportunity to wiggle myself out of his grasp. At that instance, my phone buzzed. Reacting to the activity, my hand dove into my bag, and I pulled it out. It was my mother-in-law. "Iris," she wrote. "I found this really funny article online, and a few of my friends were talking about it the other day, you know, about your mother. I believe Chameleia was her name or something like that? Yeah, they mentioned how she was quite popular... I know this might sound weird—I mean, she was your mom—but they say your mom was sort of like a prostitute. I just wanted to confirm and tell them off, you know, tell them that it wasn’t true. But I already did! I already told them it was impossible, someone like
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Iris "You see, your grandfather on your mother’s side died young, but not before making my marriage to your mother a pain every step of the way. When we started the company, he didn’t see us as those who cared much. In fact, he didn’t. She begged him for support, but he gave nothing, so we had to look for money on our own to start. "She would be the one talking to people because, Lord knows, I was bad at that. But she was pleasant, you know. You have the same smile," he said suddenly, catching me off guard. "She could convince anyone to do anything, and so she was the one mostly going out, looking for investors. We made quite a team," he said. "Until, you know, the decline started, and everything seemed as though it was all rubbish." He stayed silent suddenly, breathing in and out heavily. This is my moment, I thought. I needed to tell him about Dave. "Dad," I said, calling him what I used to way back when I was younger and when our relationship was less rocky. "Dave," I said
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IrisThis was the last place I wanted to be, especially after the events of the past few days, but I needed to pay my respect. Being normal of a graveyard, there wasn’t much activity. But I found a familiar car just as he reached the parking lot. Then again, it could also just be my mind playing tricks on me, but I waved it off. The closer I got to Mom’s grave, the more I felt a rather impending feeling, something strange was going to happen. As if the thing with Dave wasn’t bad enough, whatever fate was about to throw at me again, I didn’t think I was much ready for it. I reached Mom’s grave and nearly screamed out loud. Of course, I mean, everything wasn’t fine. It wasn’t just the flowers, though. The entire place had been unearthed, looked on, touched. In fact, the only problem had arrived in the person in front of it. It was the hunched figure of my own father. “What are you doing here?” I asked, too angry to hide my disdain. He stood, glaring. “I wouldn’t see you in
