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
NancyI went to take a shower as soon as we entered the hotel room, and after I got out of the shower, I went to Jake, who was waiting for me with the meal already on the table nearby. I went to sit on his lap and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. Not only that, but I was so scared, so I wanted to take advantage of every chance I had with him. That's why we were taking a road trip, so we could connect more and more. "Are you okay, babe?" Jake asked me, his hands stroking my back.“You're always asking me that,” I commented with a giggle. “I do this because I want to make sure you're okay, that everything's okay in here,” he said, bringing his hand to my chest. I smiled and took his hand with both of my hands, kissing the back of it affectionately. “If you’re around, I feel like I can do anything; but... I keep thinking about my kids,” I stammered, looking down. I couldn't help but think about it. He took his fingers, brushed my short hair behind my ear, and caressed my fa
LanieI had stopped at a bottle store to buy some good wine with Nancy in mind. She was very depressed these days because she had to be separated from Jake, who was a guy who was doing so much good for her. In the last few weeks, I have had the pleasure of witnessing my friend go from being a sad and depressed woman who had been completely destroyed and sucked in by a failed marriage to seeing her transform into a happy, self-possessed, and empowered woman because of the company of that man. It was as if she had been a caterpillar this whole time, and only now had she come out of her cocoon and shown herself to the world; even her recent haircut made her look stronger than ever. But these evils always ended up coming back to torment her, which is why she had decided to stay away from Jake. I, in particular, hadn't liked hearing that, but as always, I respected her decision. I didn't have a family or anything like that, so I always considered Nancy my soul sister, and I worried about
LanieI knew Bruce was a heartless animal, but after hearing these problematic lines from him, I began to realize that his case needed a straightjacket and prison. “You billionaires who think you own the world and are superior to human laws are a shame for our society. You fucking know very well that you can't buy a human being like you could buy damned cattle! Shame on you, you piece of shit!”“Oh, so the empowered woman who is far superior to today’s sexist system is nervous, uh?” he mocked me. He was trying to throw in my face the fact that I never wanted to get married and start a family because most of the time a woman's place was always in the kitchen, taking care of the house, the children, and the husband, and that There were few opportunities for us in this world dominated by men. I had never dreamed of that, quite the opposite, I always wanted to wear a suit and deal with dangerous matters that only hard-core men were involved in, like working in a casino, for example; I w
CandaceWe didn't stay long at the Morton mansion after we said our goodbyes; we packed up quickly and then moved into the house that my father-in-law had bought us as a gift in an attempt to convince Harald and me to stay in Denver. I gasped loudly, and my eyes lit up when the car stopped in front of the house where my husband and I were going to live. "Oh my God! What an amazing place!" I exclaimed, suppressed, getting out of the car and looking at the mansion, which had very clean architecture. Harald didn't say anything, but you could see from his face that he too was surprised by the way the place looked; the servants were already carrying our suitcases, which were in another car, into the house. “Did you like it, Harald? It is splendid, isn't it? I want to take a look inside! Come with me?" I said, inviting him with a little giggle and running towards the house. The entrance door was high, almost to the ceiling, and inside it was spacious, fresh, and white. The house was alr
NancyJake and I decided to take a longer car trip to New York, opting for the scenic route to avoid Bruce’s watchful eye and to seize the opportunity to spend more time together, enjoying the beautiful cities and the climate of traveling by car, thus getting in touch with nature in the south of the country. We left California a few days after arriving, heading for Texas via Arizona. Jake and I were eager to create pleasant memories; he even had an old Polaroid camera that developed the photo immediately after it was taken. Occasionally, we stopped in the middle of nowhere to walk hand in hand, stretching our legs and enjoying nature, since we were traveling by car. With Jake, I felt no rush to reach our destination because, with him, I felt like I had already arrived.“What a beautiful woman I have! Definitely a sight for sore eyes,” he commented passionately as I tried to concentrate on navigating the road stop.I laughed at his silliness and nearly veered off the road, distracted b