Ch. 4 - "So tell me, was it sex at first sight?"

I felt stupid because no one could definitely do what I did back at the office.

I mean, I didn’t even know this guy?

He wasn’t my boyfriend or fiancée. We weren’t in any relationship. Then why did I get angry at him fucking that blonde woman.

Why did I beat her?

Why did I feel hurt at the sight of their naked bodies entangled together?

Why did he call me mate?

Why couldn’t I leave there on time?

Why did I feel hurt when he saw me leaving and told me to come back?

There is only one conclusion to all this and it is a three-letter word.

I – am – insane.

No, really? Yeah.

Calily snaps me to reality by massaging the injuries I had gotten from the earlier fight.

“Aww, Calily? That’s hurts.” I cried out in pain clenching my legs in anger. My balancing six-inches heels sprawled on the floor. I had kicked it off in anger thanks to the scene I saw earlier.

Still… I didn’t know why I felt butterflies form in the pit of my stomach when I thought of that dickhead, Luca Marino.

“Mind if you tell me what happened?” she asked again in desperation. I just didn’t want to tell her. It sounded like a behavior only a psycho would do. She kept her head up high in interest but I hissed.

“I’ve told I fell, period.” I lied smoothly. I hoped my knee didn’t jerk because it did anytime I told a lie. And she knew which made her look at me, suspiciously.

“Then why are you jerking your knees? We both know you do that when you are lying.” she said confidently.

This girl has known me for only 5 years and she knew my personality. Why?

“It’s your imagination, Cal. Stop imagining things.” My knees gave out again jerking as I withdrew my foot from her and sit like I’m doing yoga. She eyes me suspiciously.

“Serena? is there something you’re not telling me?” Calily asked as she slices some cucumber for her eyes. She liked her beauty treatment and me? Well… I never cared.

“No, there isn’t. Wait, do you think I’m lying?” I asked her curiously trying to convince her but it didn’t look like it.

“As a matter of fact, I do. What type of fall in a perfect office leaves you open wounds like this?” she hurriedly asked, standing up and stretching as she rolls her eyes dramatically.

Okay, she got me.

Time to spill out my craziness.

“Fine, Calily. I’ll confess.” I grunted out. She immediately bounced on the love seat with her legs in the air and her hair flying. She loved anything that had a little gist in it.

“So, tell me, was it sex at first sight?” she deliriously asked as I covered my face in frustration and groan out loud.

“Can you just let me and talk?” I said, cringing my nose at her.

She briefly laughed picking at her fingers and drawing nearer to me.

“Distance, girl. You are preventing me from focusing .” She shifted back a little.

“Start already!” she exclaimed as I fidget with my skirt. Skirts weren’t really my thing after years of stripping.

“That’s it. I don’t know where to begin from?” I spat out. Where do I start from?

How I was ushered in by bulky guards or how I caught two naked bodies in act?

“Begin from anywhere, girl. This is not a folktale competition. Just spill it.” she told me, glinting teeth as she made her blonde hair into a French plait.

“Okay. When I arrived, I was ushered in because of the VVIP card you gave me.” I said.

“Yeah, so?”

“That leads to me asking for him. The guy you directed me to…” I trailed out, explaining.

“Okay, what about him?” she asked looking out for more.

“He turned out to be that same guy at the strip club who made me lose my job, Calily. His name’s Luca Marino and I was shocked at what I saw when I got to his office” I said.

“What did you see?” She asked intensified. It was like she looked scared that I saw something supernatural.

“I- I caught him fucking a woman and being paranoid bitch. . . I fought that woman." I spilled.

"I broke that barbie doll. I don’t know why the hell I did that. I just went at her likewewereinarelationship” I uttered, adding the last part fast.

I didn’t want her to her to hear. Judging by her facial expression, she looked shocked and a bit relieved.

“You did all that?” she asked me narrowing her eyes as she sniffed me.

“Okay, Calily. You’re being weird, why are you sniffing me like some dog?” I asked as I withdrew my hand. She doesn’t reply me which is unlike her as she opens her mouth, yawning.

“I told you that you’ll be compatible with that man, Serena. Stop fighting it.” she finally commented.

“How does that link to the fact that I saw him having sex with some lady? Urrgh! My eyes are scarred for life.” I complained immediately, bringing my hands up to my face.

“It links because you broke that ‘barbie doll’. Aren’t you listening to yourself, Serena? You did what people do when they’re jealous. Guy just had blue balls, girl. You like this guy.” she announced.

“Yeah, I also think you should date James.” I taunted. James is her co-worker. He disturbs her everyday but she claimed he didn’t have the spice she wanted and slightly hates him for being so persistent.

It irritated her as she gawked her arms at my neck playfully strangling me.

“C-C-Stop it, Calily. I’m just saying. You’re not his wife, are you?” I asked her. I realize something.

Shit.

What have I done?

It’s a general belief that men mostly came to the club to forget their spouses.

What if that woman was actually his wife?

No, no, no.

What if I had fought his wife?

“Calily. . . let go. I need to be somewhere important.” I sprung up from the loveseat, slipped on my high heels, took my jacket and pulled my jet-black hair in a loose bun.

That woman I pounced on with all my strength, what if she was Luca’s wife?? I think I’m about to have a panic attack.

Calily looked lost for words as I slammed the door at her face.

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A/n Hi ya!! So, how did you like this chapter? What would happen if she is really Luca’s wife? Someone’s in trouble.

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