"H...huh?" Sasha asked with a trembling voice which made Michael frowned deeper. He walked up to her in quick strides and wiped a strand of wet hair from her face.
"Why are you like this?" His fingers trailed to her chin as he lifted her face up, she closed her eyes immediately for she fears he would see her sin in them, "have you been crying? Why?"
"I...um" she gulped, "I...I...wasn't crying" she sniffed, "I just em" she gulped once more, licking her lips, "my hair got into my eyes while I was in the bathroom and I stayed too long in the water," she nodded, as if to agree with herself, but not without understanding that she had told another lie to him.
"Oh," Michael smiled, "how was your night?"
Sasha's heart slumped when she heard the question, oh it's alright, only that I cheated on you with the one man you hate, "it was fine..fun" she forced a smile.
"Great. I called you, three times I think, before I turned in but you weren't answering, so I f
"Where is your ring?" Michael asked and Sasha stiffened.She looked down at her hand immediately, her eyes staring at her ring finger in horror, where is her ring? She never took off her ring, so where is it? As her thoughts ran wild, she could still feel Michael's gaze on her, "em...I...I think it should be in the kitchen. Yes, it should be there. I em...I took it off when I em...I was em...making a dough, yes. I took it off and placed it on the kitchen counter, I just forgot to take it back. I will get it tomorrow, I'm so tired to go downstairs now," she burrowed into his arms and prayed he shouldn't offer to go get it for her.Michael kissed her temple and cuddled her, "if things are getting too hard on you, we can get the housekeeper to live in, she would love it after all," he caressed her cheek as he drowned in her beauty.Sasha shook her head softly, "it's okay, I can manage. I don't do anything apart from cooking and Jessica also helps in taking care of
Time flew by with Sasha trying to erase her mistake from her mind as she tried to live like it never happened. Craig hadn't called again and she was more than glad. She had decided to forget all about him and concentrate on her marriage, hopefully, Craig will never call her at all.At the moment, she is in Michael's private jet, along with her friends and their families, they are on their way to Texas for the vacation that Janet arranged for them, she had been looking forward to the vacation for she hoped that it will bring her and Michael closer, and that is should in fact Craig should ever meet him, which she is not praying nor hoping for, that he won't believe him. She knew Michael wouldn't even now but she had to be cautious."I hope for your sake that this vacation will be as amazing as you painted it out to be," Patrick said to his wife and Janet rolled her eyes."Oh please, like you are not excited for it as well," she challenged, braiding her daughter's
Sasha looked up, her eyes blurry, seeing the frown on Michael's face, she immediately switch off her phone's screen, she sniffed just as he started walking up to her. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" His voice was laced with worry as he pinched her chin with his thumb and index finger, making her look up at him, "you were okay when I left, what happened?""I..I.." She licked her lips, "it was a video I watched.""I know it was a video. What happened, why does it affect you this much?"Sasha tried to look into his eyes but she just couldn't, images of how Craig was running his fingers on her body flowed in her mind. She had been happy she doesn't remember the details of that night but of course, he won't give her that freedom. Which is why he sent her the video, why does he hate her so?She closed her eyes, couldn't bear to see the worry look in Michael's eyes, "it was em...a...a video about a girl who was...em," she gulped and then sniffed."Wha
Janet frowned, “a week today?” she doesn’t seem to understand and so does the others.Michael nodded, “yes, a week today,” he insisted.Janet wanted to speak when Sasha cleared her throat and pulled on her husband’s arm, he looked down at her and she smiled coquettishly, and whispered in his ear, “do you want to keep making argument or are you going to come with me upstairs?” although her heart was beating loudly in her chest, she still tried her best to look seducing.Michael raised an eyebrow at that and he whispered back to her, “you know which that I will take,” he smiled.Sasha smiled while sighing in relief before looking at her friends who were still looking at them, she gave them a smile before saying, “Janey, let’s talk tomorrow,” she winked.Janet shrugged, she already had an inkling of what could be going on, but since Sasha said they will talk tomorrow, she wi
The rest of their stay in Texas was just as they imagined it to be. Janet and her friends had totally forgotten what happened the night before by morning which Sasha had been the most happy about because she wasn’t able to think of a possible excuse to tell due to Craig’s call and there was no way she could bring herself to tell them the truth. She doubts if she could handle Janet’s straightforward speech on the matter. So when they didn’t question her, she didn’t bring it up.They packed up on Sunday evening to Michael’s jet and by night, they were back in LA, to continue on their daily life. The trending news among them was Gary and Jessica’s relationship. Apparently, Gary listened to them and sorted Jessica out, only to find out that she was attracted to him too. To the outside world, it might look like a child abuse but Jessica was a legal adult and they weren’t doing anything wrong.On the other hand, Sasha wasn&rsqu
It's been a month that Sasha has been joggling with her life of lies and Craig's blackmailing. It came to a point that she started asking herself if they will ever be a day when it will all end? Will she ever have her peaceful life returned back to her?What got her moving forward is the fact that Craig has finally agreed to tell her why she was the main target of his plan which he had refused to tell her from the very beginning. She looks forward to the day it will be since he didn't give her one and she hoped she wouldn't have to wait another month before he finally tell her.Her dizziness made her stop in her line of thoughts as she reached to rub her temple, blinking continuously to clear her vision. She don't know why but she has been feeling dizzy a lot lately. When her dizziness cleared, she let out a deep breath before looking at the document that has been lying before her for hours now without her even reading a single sentence from it.The door of her
Sasha sat in her car in the garage, it’s been three days now since she started taking medicines for flu but she wasn’t getting any better. She feels tired after a little work and she sleeps a lot, just like she wakes up sometimes in the midnight because of a craving for a particular food. She has an inkling of what could be happening to her but she doesn’t want to admit it. It’s not like she doesn’t want to be pregnant but she has a fear it might not be her husband’s. Shaking the thought out of her mind, she climbed down of the car.She walked out of the garage in time to see Vanessa’s white limo entering the property; she frowned as she wondered why she was there. She remembered then that Chris was still with her so she smiled and waited for the limo to park in front of her.Vanessa climbed out of the car along with Hannah who was carrying Chris, “hi dear.”Sasha walked up to her and kissed her cheeks, &ldqu
Sasha smiled and shook her head when she heard his question, “no, I wasn’t.”“But your face look puffy,” Michael insisted and walked up to her, he caressed her face, “what is it?”“Michael really, it’s nothing, I’m okay,” she smiled.Michael shrugged and placed his briefcase on the bed, “Hannah and Chris are making dinner,” he chuckled, “that’s if you will include him.”“Oh please, he is going to cook like his father.”“Now that will be good, don’t you think?” He looked at her before unbuttoning his shirt.Sasha cleared her throat as she wondered on how to phrase her next question, “Michael I have been meaning to ask you,” she paused, waiting to see his reaction.“Go on,” was all Michael said, pulling his shirt out of his arms.“Did…did you really…you know, did