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Iris*Get a hold of yourself, get a grip, Iris. You’re not a slut.**Oh, the man was beautiful,* I thought, as I watched the planes and ridges of his muscular body. Unable to help myself, I reached for his nipples, circling my fingers around them, enjoying the way he shuddered and smiled. Then he pulled down his sweatpants and kicked them off, revealing his rigid member pointing in my direction, almost as if to say hello.“Well, hello to you too,” I thought with a small smile. It didn’t quite quell the nervousness I felt, the sudden self-consciousness that seemed to take over my mind, making me feel naturally shy. Just as he pulled the tie from the front of my bathrobe, I raised my hands to cover myself.“Don’t do that,” he said in a soft voice, reaching for my hands to gently pry them apart, revealing my breasts to him. “Don’t ever do that. Don’t hide yourself from me. I want to see you.”He leaned down until his face was just inches away from mine again, his breath fanning my face.
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Tiffany I made sure the black scarf covered most of my face, and if that was not enough, the massive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses on my nose ought to do something. And if that was not enough, then the huge hat on my head ought to do something. And if, of course, that was not enough, then the face mask that covered half of my face ought to keep me as incognito as possible. Unfortunately, the police officer in charge of visitations was not having it."I'm going to need your face if I'm going to identify you."I pulled off my hat, kept the scarf, and pulled down the face mask before smiling brightly at her in a way that was much similar to the passport photo I took for my driver's license. "You're good," the police officer said, clearing me for the visit. She picked up one of those old landline phones, pressed a few numbers, and waited for a moment, tapping her terrible nails on the table.It was bad, I thought to myself. A part of me genuinely wanted to help her with a manicure, but peop
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IRIS’ POV.As I looked around the place, I couldn’t help but smile at myself proudly. I tucked my hair behind my ear as I shifted the table a little to the left.“Better here, Miss?” One of the workers called out to me and I turned.I licked my lips as I bent my head to the side. “A little higher, please. He’s tall, so he might bump into them.” I told him and he nodded as he adjusted it like I’d asked.“Perfect.” I muttered as I smiled.I rushed back to the kitchen as I continued with the cake I was baking. I really hoped Dave would like all of this. I had put in so much effort, even baking the cake myself so that he could hopefully feel all the love I had for him as he hated it.I tucked my hair behind my ear as I grabbed the icing, blushing as I boldly wrote his name on the cake with a happy birthday and a flirty heart and kiss indicating that after the party, we would have a spicy night after.I could feel the shivers travel down my spine as I thought of this, biting my lips.“Some
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IRIS’ POV.Divorce papers? No! This couldn’t be happening. I couldn’t believe this.“Open this car now!” I yelled at the driver as I tried to open the door as I tried to scoot over to the front, but he ignored me as he ignited the car.“Sit tight, Ma’am,” he instructed as he continued to drive.I gasped as I turned, to see Dave still on the call, unbothered. What on earth was going on? Was I just imagining things? Could all of this just be effects of all the wine I had last night?I ran my fingers through my hair as I sat back in the car, trying to be strong. This was all a joke. It couldn’t be real. He couldn’t want to divorce me. We had been through so much together, so, it was impossible that he would want to throw it all away like this.I stared at my ring as I caressed it. I needed to have hope in my marriage and my love for him. Maybe it was all just a misunderstanding.I had been so lost in my thoughts the whole ride that I didn’t realize when we got home.“We’re here now, Ma’a
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ORCHARD’s POV.“It didn’t go well.” I could recall telling my father for what felt like the millionth time.I adjusted my tie as I ran my fingers through my hair, pondering on how awful of a day I had. I was frustrated, to say the least. Everything about my life was passing me off and nothing seemed to be going right. Not right now, at least.I was trying my best to remain positive as I hoped it would all come to an end, but it just seemed to get worse as time passed.At first, I thought that if I attended just a few blind dates and they didn’t work out, my father would let me be, but I was wrong. Attending the first blind date just gave him more leverage on me and I was forced to attend more till I could no longer take it.I had just gotten back from yet another failed blind date. She wasn’t worth it. None of the ladies were. They all seemed to be the same. Rich spoilt brats that knew nothing but how to spend “daddy’s money.” While I didn’t have a problem with spending on my woman if
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IRIS’ POV.“Dinner at the restaurant tonight?” I chuckled as I nodded, putting the documents aside before taking a deep breathe as I shut the laptop.“Yes, husband.” Orchard extended his hand, letting me take it in mine as I smiled at him before we walked out of my office together.Four years had passed since the night Orchard and I first met and we’d been “married” for around the same time.A lot had happened in all this time and I was surprised to see that almost everything that had happened was good.Orchard was the best thing to have ever happened to me after I lost everything and I could never stop being grateful for his existence in my life.But, it was nothing but a marriage of convenience.“I’m so grateful to have you in my life, Orchard. Trust me, I could never show it enough, so, at least let me say it.” I would usually tell him at the most random moment when thoughts of how lucky I was to have him came to mind.“I’m even more lucky to have you, Iris. I mean, look at everyth
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IRIS’ POV“Let’s cheer for having a wonderful fundraiser this year,” the MC cheered and as we clinked glasses, there were rounds of applause.“My wife, Iris.” I smiled as I shook hands with the man.There were so many people who wanted to meet me at this event and I couldn’t say I was surprised. I mean, Orchard was a hot name, so, everyone wanted to meet him and his wife who he always talked about and always shouted out to in his speeches whenever he won awards.“Shall we steal your wife for a moment, Mr. Hector? Your business talks seem to bore her.”One of the businessmen’s wives asked as she slowly gilded me away.Orchard raised his brow, trying to confirm from me and when I nodded, indicating I’d be fine, he agreed to let me go. I wasn’t sure about being away from him, but I was actually starting to get bored with what the other businessmen were saying. They weren’t even having business talks.“Hello, everyone. Introducing Iris, Orchard Hector’s beautiful wife. We all have to admi
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Iris's POVI sighed, liking the ease in the tension I felt as my aching muscles were massaged by the hot water in the tub. It had been nothing short of a roller coaster coming back home from the fundraiser. The fundraiser was a capital disappointment. Aside from the couple of unpleasant faces and nothing short of a debacle that had happened right in front of me, I'd say it was a failure I was expecting to see on the news or some backwater gossip column. "Oh God," I mumbled under my breath as I sank deeper into the tub. "Are you going to stay there until the water turns cold?" My eyes found Orchard, dressed in nothing but a towel, as he entered the bathroom. "I'm going to the hotel," he said. "I have a few meetings here and there. Don’t wait up," he added, shooting me a small smile. My eyes followed him as he left the bathroom, his questions still weighing heavily on my mind. Answers I never gave. Was I a bad person?” I asked myself. I waited for about 10 more minutes until I
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Tiffany I made sure the black scarf covered most of my face, and if that was not enough, the massive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses on my nose ought to do something. And if that was not enough, then the huge hat on my head ought to do something. And if, of course, that was not enough, then the face mask that covered half of my face ought to keep me as incognito as possible. Unfortunately, the police officer in charge of visitations was not having it."I'm going to need your face if I'm going to identify you."I pulled off my hat, kept the scarf, and pulled down the face mask before smiling brightly at her in a way that was much similar to the passport photo I took for my driver's license. "You're good," the police officer said, clearing me for the visit. She picked up one of those old landline phones, pressed a few numbers, and waited for a moment, tapping her terrible nails on the table.It was bad, I thought to myself. A part of me genuinely wanted to help her with a manicure, but peop
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Iris*Get a hold of yourself, get a grip, Iris. You’re not a slut.**Oh, the man was beautiful,* I thought, as I watched the planes and ridges of his muscular body. Unable to help myself, I reached for his nipples, circling my fingers around them, enjoying the way he shuddered and smiled. Then he pulled down his sweatpants and kicked them off, revealing his rigid member pointing in my direction, almost as if to say hello.“Well, hello to you too,” I thought with a small smile. It didn’t quite quell the nervousness I felt, the sudden self-consciousness that seemed to take over my mind, making me feel naturally shy. Just as he pulled the tie from the front of my bathrobe, I raised my hands to cover myself.“Don’t do that,” he said in a soft voice, reaching for my hands to gently pry them apart, revealing my breasts to him. “Don’t ever do that. Don’t hide yourself from me. I want to see you.”He leaned down until his face was just inches away from mine again, his breath fanning my face.
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Orchard’s PovOh, great, I thought to myself. She was angry. Everyone was angry. I never used to have issues with my temper. Or maybe I did, but only after she showed up. When I realized Dad couldn’t keep his thing in his pants.“Oh, it’s not that simple,” Mom had explained over and over again.“Explain it to me,” I’d said.“You’re too young for that. If you find out the truth… well, even if you eventually understand, what are you going to do with that?” Mom puffed out a plume of smoke in my face, the stench of tobacco filling the air. Her voice had gone hard and hoarse—a far cry from how she used to sound when she was much younger, the mom I remembered. Mom was different, and even when I was barely 17, I could already see the distance between her and Dad, and I despised it more than ever.“Then tell me what’s wrong,” I said. “Tell me how I can make things better. Is it my fault?”Mom puffed out another plume of smoke. “So what if it is? What are you going to do about it? Run away? Y
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OrchardMy hand hung limp in hers. I suddenly felt so cold that I took a step back.“I feel... I don’t know, somehow I’m just jobless,” she nervously chuckled and looked away. “But it’s not your fault. I’m just—I guess—overly critical about things that I shouldn’t be.” She lifted a hand to tuck a stray tendril of dark hair behind her ear. Suddenly, she looked down at her phone.“So, is the dinner with your father still going to happen? I mean, I don’t know. Maybe you should talk to him or something. He didn’t exactly seem too happy after the whole incident. But only if you want to talk about it,” she said. “I’m not trying to insert myself.”“It’s fine,” I said. “I do want to see Dad. I have a few things I want to tell him.”“It’s only if you want to,” I added, reaching for her hand once more. Instead, she took a step forward, walking ahead of me.“Then let’s go get ready,” she said, briefly turning back towards me with a smile. The woman didn’t know what she was doing, I thought to m
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OrchardFlashing lights may cause epileptic seizures, and "all that jazz" could best describe the exact thing I was currently facing. Flashing lights, over and over again from nearly a hundred cameras in front of me in one of the conference rooms of my hotel, nearly blinded me. I shut my eyes briefly, turning my head and finding Iris not so far off to the side. Her eyes were on me, brimming with support of some sort. If only she could come closer, I thought to myself as I shot her a small smile."Remember," I felt a hand on my shoulder and my uncle’s voice in my ear."Offer an apology, tell them...""I know what to say. I'm not a kid, you know." I shrugged his hand off my shoulder and turned once more to the flashing lights. I snapped my fingers in front of the nearest microphone, causing the flashes to momentarily stop."My name is Orchard Hector." I cast my eyes briefly towards the crowd of vigorously typing reporters. "A few things have come to light recently," I said. "A few vid
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Iris….I was left alone in the passenger seat, tapping my fingers against my thigh, counting the seconds as they ticked by. The silence wasn’t terrible, just… dull. I let out a sigh, glancing at my reflection in the side mirror. My face looked tired, and a little boredom stretched across my features.“I’ll just take a quick look around,” I muttered to myself, pushing open the car door. My curiosity was getting the better of me. Besides, staying cooped up in that car wasn’t doing me any favors. I stretched, feeling the stiffness in my muscles ease as I stepped out. The surroundings were simple but lovely—greenery lined the paths, and a few birds chirped here and there, flitting between the trees. It felt peaceful.I wandered along the path, admiring a bed of bright flowers, bending to examine them closely. Nature always had a way of calming me down. The fresh air, the soft rustling of leaves—it was like a gentle lullaby.But soon, I started to feel tired, my legs ached from the walk.
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Orchard…The drive to the restaurant was quiet, a tense silence settling between Iris and me. I kept my eyes on the road, watching the streetlights slide past in a blur of light and shadow. Iris fixed her gaze outside the window, neither of us said a word, but the unspoken tension filled the car, like a storm gathering in the distance.When we arrived at the restaurant, I spotted Dave, Tiffany, and her mother already seated by the large windows, their silhouettes framed by the glow of the chandeliers above. I turned to Iris as I unbuckled my seatbelt. “Will you be okay here on your own for a bit?”“I’ll be fine,” she replied, offering me a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.I gave a nod, reaching out to squeeze her hand briefly before getting out of the car. I knew she could handle herself, but I still felt reluctant to leave her alone in this tense atmosphere. As I made my way inside, I caught sight of my uncle, sitting at the far end of a private room, his eyes immediat
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Orchard…The drive to the restaurant was quiet, a tense silence settling between Iris and me. I kept my eyes on the road, watching the streetlights slide past in a blur of light and shadow. Iris fixed her gaze outside the window, neither of us said a word, but the unspoken tension filled the car, like a storm gathering in the distance.When we arrived at the restaurant, I spotted Dave, Tiffany, and her mother already seated by the large windows, their silhouettes framed by the glow of the chandeliers above. I turned to Iris as I unbuckled my seatbelt. “Will you be okay here on your own for a bit?”“I’ll be fine,” she replied, offering me a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.I gave a nod, reaching out to squeeze her hand briefly before getting out of the car. I knew she could handle herself, but I still felt reluctant to leave her alone in this tense atmosphere. As I made my way inside, I caught sight of my uncle, sitting at the far end of a private room, his eyes immediat
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Iris’ Pov I stood on our room’s balcony, inhaling and exhaling, as I soaked in the evening breeze. Outside, a few stars were visible, twinkling softly. Orchard had excused himself to make a call in his study, and as much as I respected his privacy, I couldn’t help the worry that gnawed at me. He had been tensed since we arrived home, which was a few hours ago. He was silent even at the dinner table, and barely said a word to me when we came back our room. I may not know him too well, but I knew something was troubling him, and it bothered me that he wouldn’t share it with me.I sat in silence, listening to the distant murmur of his footsteps as he headed down the hallway. After a few minutes, I couldn’t resist. I was curious to know what was going on. I got of bed as quietly as I could, I tiptoed down the hall to his study. I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but I couldn’t stand the thought of him bearing a burden alone.When I reached his study, I saw that the door was left slight
