Nancy“So you and Jake don’t talk anymore?” Lanie wonders as she and I eat our breakfast. I hadn't seen Jake for a couple of days since the conversation I had with him in the restaurant that had a view of the imposing High Roller. He hasn't called me since that day. “I think he’s already decided what he wants for himself, and if he wants to get away from me, that's okay; I understand his position,” I replied, pouring myself a glass of orange juice. “And why do you think he decided to do that?” she asked, as if probing me. “It looks like he's fallen in love with me, Lanie,” I told her, wiping my mouth with the tablecloth. Her eyes lit up with that information. “Wow! Then it finally happened! So since when is that a reason to keep him out of your life? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?” she asked, looking excited by this revelation. “Don’t be so reckless, Lanie; You know I have the thing with Bruce to sort out." I sighed with my thoughts downcast. “You know he's never going to
NancyMoments later, he and I were lying in bed with only the blankets covering our bodies; our bodies lazily intertwined with each other as we talked and smiled passionately at each other. “Why is your hand so big, Jake?” I asked him with our palms touching each other; His hand was twice as big as mine, making me look very small. “It is because you’re little,” he replied, tickling my nose while giggling mischievously. I grimaced, wrinkling my nose at the tickle, and laughed. "Stop it; I’m not that small,” I told him, my lips ending up forming a sly pout. “For me, you are smallie, my little doll,” he replied, kissing my lips tenderly, making my heart almost explode with happiness. It was just so good to be with him like this while everything seemed peaceful; he was able to bring so much tranquility and peace into my life that it was almost impossible to describe. “You must really be very in love with me to trade your vacation to be with me,” I teased him. “I think the cupid of l
Nancy I went to open the door completely innocent of who I was going to see there, I wouldn't have thought in a million years that it would be Bruce standing there in front of the door. And he was looking me up and down like I was a cheap whore for only wearing a t-shirt and nothing else with my legs exposed. “Nancy?” He found it strange, and there was repulsion in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked in a rapid voice. What did he think he was doing coming after me? “What do you mean, what am I doing here? I came to get you, right? Go get your things; the helicopter is still on,” he ordered, entering the house. But I stood in front of him, preventing him from entering. “If you want to enter by force, I’ll call the police,” I warned with my furious eyes. “Are you crazy, woman? Get out of my way!" he sent. “This isn't your home, Bruce Morton. So if you don't want to go to jail for trespassing, it's better not to go in without permission,” I insisted, standing firmly in his way
Nancy Bruce Morton couldn't predict what was going to happen next. Jake pumped his fist and punched Bruce in the face so hard that my ex-husband lost his balance and skidded to the ground with his hands covering his bruised and dazed face, blood spreading across his face. “I warned you that if you cursed her again, I would beat you up, you piece of shit,” said Jake, still tense. “Oh, my God, Jake,” I stammered in fear, holding him by his arm. “Don’t do that; this man is very dangerous; he could harm you,” I said to him with watery eyes. I knew from the moment I saw Bruce there at the door of Lanie's apartment when I went to open the door that Jake was going to hit him as soon as he saw him. After all, he had seen my entire journey so far; he had seen how weakened I was because of this man. It was clear he hated Bruce for having made me suffer so much, and of course, he would try to protect me at all costs even though he now knew the tremendous threat that Bruce represented due to the
GloryThe couple had me and Charles sitting on the sofa in front of us. Candace had her arms wrapped around Harald's arm, clinging to him as if the man were the oxygen she needed to breathe. My mouth had a sour taste at the sight. Was my disgusted face showing? Because I couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, not when that girl had decided to make my life so miserable. Even Charles had already found out that she and I didn't get along due to the frequent arguments I was having with this girl; things were simply getting out of control, and I couldn't hold back any longer. “Charles and Glory, my husband and I asked to speak to you privately because we have something to announce to you,” the girl said with a fake smile, feigning enthusiasm. Her straight blonde hair fell freely down her back like a curtain of well-hydrated strands. She was annoying, but I couldn't deny the fact that she was pretty, which only made me more and more worried. I was pretty, actually beautiful, and Harald sai
Glory“So this is what you two decided? Are you really going to leave this house and go live somewhere else?” Charles asked after Harald's comment about him preferring his eldest son over his middle son; Charles had preferred to ignore that and focus on the issue the couple asked to talk to us about. "Yes, father. That has already been decided,” Harald responded, as he had been since that conversation began. I just lowered my head, embarrassed by the position he was putting me in. Our relationship was ugly, based on secrecy; there were secret meetings in strategic places both there in the mansion and in other corners of Denver, and they were done with great care and attention so as not to let anyone know about it. It was little, but at least it was something, but now that he would be far away I didn't understand how he and I would see each other from now on. “Don’t look so sad, Charles,” my husband’s daughter-in-law said, feigning sweetness. “You want a grandson, right? So Harald a
Candace“Okay, Candace. You already have what you wanted. So stop putting on this annoying little show!” Harald ordered, defending his irritating mistress. His hand was still in hers after he stopped her from hitting my face. “Why don't you just go pack your bags? Your slave here is already following you.” A slave? He thought I was enslaving him. Oh God, what good news then!I clapped my hands in a childish way to irritate them even more and jumped up while celebrating. “Yeeeeey! What woman wouldn't want to be in my place, right? Having her husband give himself so much and be willing to fulfill all her wishes? I truly am an accomplished woman!” he exclaimed with an exaggerated expression that was almost comical, so I stole Harald's lips in an insulting kiss and walked away before he even realized what was happening. I ran out of that office while laughing, just to make them hurt. Not only that, but I knew Glory was fuming with rage now that I had dared to kiss her beloved in front of
NancyJake held my face with both his hands and made me look at him. “Let’s run away, Nancy. This is the only way I can find now to keep your ex-husband away from you. Let’s run away and live our love while there’s still time,” he said with determination in his words and his eyes. I was still stunned as I stared at Jake's face inches from mine; he had just suggested that we escape Bruce's eyes, a desperate act to live our platonic love. My heart was beating fast at that tempting proposal. What could go wrong if I agreed to go through this madness with him? What harm would it do to me if I dared to run away with him in a desperate attempt to be happy? And I was tempted to accept it; in fact, I was very tempted. Moments later, Jake was helping me hurriedly put my clothes in a small suitcase. It wasn't long before Bruce was back there with the security guards and carried out the threat he had made to me. I had dressed in some dress, and Jake had already put on his clothes. “My car is