Lance
I sat on the sofa in my room drinking vodka, as I gaze out of space. As the memories of last night kept popping in my head. All my life, I’ve never been more embarrassed. Kendall knows how to play her cards very well, but I need to step my game up. I can’t allow her to win. I’m good at destroying people’s lives. In fact, I’m a professional. The way she embarrassed my last night in front of everyone is unforgivable. I have a high reputation. And that was almost destroyed by me getting married to her. Then she made a fool out of me. Maybe I should trick her into signing another contract. No. I need to do something worse. But what?
Sometimes the evil thought of just killing her crosses my mind, but I’m not a murderer. I want to ruin her life to a point, that when she looks back. She will be shattered. I will break her into a billion pieces.
Just as those thoughts escape my head my door open and She walked in with a huge grin on her face. I roll my eyes. Think of the devil.
“Get out!”
“Good morning. Lance.” She says in the sweetest tone. “Why are you drinking so early in the morning?” She asks.
“Get out” I bark
“I just came to see if you are okay. You know, after you got punched in the face”
“Get out of my room.”
“Why? Yesterday you were nice to me.” I stood up and made my way to her side. I grab onto her shoulders and give her one mighty push causing her to fall backward and slammed her hand against the dresser.
“Out! “ I bark. “You are the last person I want to see right now. Get out! Before I drag you out.” She bowed her head in embarrassment but immediately put on a brave face.
“I’ll go make breakfast”
A few minutes later my mother called. I roll my eyes upon seeing her name pop up on the screen, but I decided to answer it. I was not in the mood for her to throw a fit because I ignored her calls. I slide my fingers across the screen and answer it.
“Hello Lance, How are you doing now?”
“I’m okay, mother” “How is your wife?”
“I don’t know”
“What do you mean? Do you think marriage is a joke?”
“Let me tell you this straight. We don’t share the same room, or bed and I don’t care about her, so please don’t ask me about her! You are the reason I’m in this situation. I agreed to marry her, and that’s it! Nowhere in the contract did it say I have to care for her.”
“I had to get you married. It’s embarrassing each time you’re photographed with a new woman. It’s sickening! You’re an embarrassment, and sometimes I regret not having that abortion. Even if it meant blackmailing you, I had to do it!”
“You’ll regret this. I promise you!”
“Don’t raise your voice at me, little boy!” She shouted.
“I’m not in the mood to talk now,” I said before hanging up. I clenched my fist in frustration. I need a way out of this. Everything and everyone around me makes me feel like I’m suffocating. I grab my keys and head downstairs.
As I enter the living room, I saw Kendall sitting on the couch crying. As soon as I clear my throat she looked up and wiped her tears.
“What’s your problem now?” I ask.
“It’s Nothing. Leave me.”
“This is my house. I can torment you as much as possible.”
“Why can’t you stop harassing me?”
“Hmmm … let’s see … because you’re a gold digger and I hate you”
“I want to get a job”
“You quit your last job so you could get married to me, and now you want to go and find another job does that make sense to you? Huh? Make that make sense Kendall.” I kneel in front of her and give her a wicked look. “You shouldn’t be working my dear wife. That’s one advantage of getting married to a billionaire. So, suck it up and have fun. Watch me make your life hell. And you can forget about trying to take revenge on me. You’re too weak for that. I can see right through you. I can snap my fingers and make you cry. Imagine if I clap my hands. You’ll be shattered.”
“I am not afraid of you”
“Oh honey, I don’t have two horns in my head. Unlike you of course.”
“I despise you.” She says walking off. I walked after her and grabbed on to her hand.
“Don’t walk away from me.” I tighten my grip on her hands, and I don’t know what came over me, but I kept squeezing. As I squeeze her hand the devil convinced me to squeeze even more. She’s the bitch that’s trying to steal your money. I didn’t even take notice of her begging me to let her go until she screams,
“You are hurting me!” I let go of her hand and stepped closer to her. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she tried fighting them back. She started walking off, but I grab on to her hand again.
“Don’t walk away from me when I’m speaking to you,” I say sternly. She jerked her hand out of mine.
“The next time you try that I’ll kill you,” she said pointing her finger at me.
“Your empty threats are taking you nowhere, so … shut up”
“I despise you”
“You haven’t seen anything yet, Kendall. Because when I’m done with you, when you look into the mirror, you won’t even recognize yourself
Kendall
I went to the back of the house and sat down by the poolside and place my feet in the water. This is one of the only ways I can clear my head right now. I tried putting on that hard face. I tried to convince myself that I wouldn’t let Lance make me cry, but as he said, I’m weak. Despite me talking back to him, his simple words brought me to tears. He has every right to be mad at me. I have no right to be mad at him. It’s his money. I got married to him for a reason, and even if it’s a good one. I’m still a gold digger.
“Hello, Kendall.” I turned around and saw Agatha standing over me.
“Mrs. Russo. It’s …. Uh … nice to see you” I say wiping my eyes.
“I know you are not happy to see me, but here is your money.” She said handing me a check. “ Just as promised”
“I looked down at it. One hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” I say with excitement in my voice. “Thank you!”
“Yes. I’ll give you another next month.And remember, Lance should never know about this.”
“What can’t I know about what?” Lance asked. I quickly turned to see him coming towards us. He repeated his question again. I quickly placed my hand behind my back. “Shall I repeat it a third? Mother?”
“It’s women’s talk. Don’t interfere”
“What’s that behind your back?” He asked walking towards me. I started stepping backward slowly while stuffing the check-in the waist of my shorts.
“It’s nothing. I just feel like placing both hands behind my back. See” I say showing them to him. He walked closer to me and frown.
“Whatever it is that you and my mother are up. I’ll find out. I promise you that.” He says walking off.
Lance
Upon reaching my room I called Severian, and he arrived within half an hour. I pour out a bottle of whiskey for both of us as he took a seat.
“Lance Kyle Russo.”
“Severian Jones”
“I’m good. Thanks for asking. How’s your married life?”
“Stressful. And that’s what I called you about.You already know my situation with this girl. I want you to do a background check on her. I need to know every piece of information in her life.”
“But how will this be of benefit? She’s your wife”
“I’m paying you, so get me what I need and stop this interrogation”
“Fine, but I’ll be out of the country for a few months. So I’ll call you when the information is ready. . “
“Don’t make me wait.”
“Alright. I’ll keep in touch.” He says getting up and shaking my hand.
Kendall We all have big dreams. Dreams that we wish to come true, that’ll change our lives forever. But we also have nightmares, and those can also change our lives forever. I’m living in my nightmare right now. Each day I wake up wondering what’s next in my life today. Ever since I decided to go to the altar and say yes, my life has been a disaster. And it’s something I have to live with. I tie my hair into a neat bun, then grab my purse and head downstairs. I have so much to do today, I honestly wish I could just fast forward to maybe five years from now, because I hate this chapter of my life. I double check to make sure my banking card is safely in my bag as I enter the kitchen. “Good morning Cindy” I say taking a seat. “Good morning” she gave me a warm smile as she pours out a cup of mint tea. Just as I take a sip, Lance came in. “Hannah make me some coffee” he says in a demanding tone. “You can at least say please” I mutter. “Speak when spoken to woman” after I finish hav
Lance The air between us was tense. None of us said a word to each other. And I was definitely not going to be the one to break the silence. She called me here. It’s her responsibility to do so. I just sat there glaring daggers at her. My mother must be a different kind of species. I thought to myself. Of all the rich girls she could have set me up with, why Kendall? Something is off. Her story about Kendall begging her to marry me doesn’t fully make sense. Then I saw Kendall hiding something behind her back. It suddenly dawned on me. What if she’s trying to get Kendall to poison me? I wouldn’t put that pass her. I have to be careful. I hope Severian comes through with the information fast. “So, I guess you will always give me the silent treatment huh?” She finally asks. “Mother, please. It’s better you keep quiet. The world needs peace” she laughs. “ Just like your dad. Worthless” “Everything I have, took my blood, sweat and tears. So use another word. Moreover, dad was a good ma
Kendall I was awakened by a sharp knock on my door. Before I could even say come in, Lance barged in. He was wearing a white t-shirt along with a black sweatpants. Looking like a bird losing it’s feathers. Actually, he looks worst than that, but I can’t think of what right now. Or maybe I’m just overreacting. “Out of bed woman.” I raise my eyebrows at him, but got up. “You have no right to barge in like this-“ “When you start paying the bills. You can talk. Now … as of today you’ll be doing all the chores in the house. Except cooking for me” “I-me?” “No me. I have decided to give Cindy a little break.” He step closer to me. “Since you’re my wife … you’ll fulfill those duties. And that’s an order.” After he walks out ran to the bathroom and freshen up, then I put on a skirt and t-shirt. When I got downstairs the kitchen was a total mess. Dirty dishes were everywhere. Even on the floor. To make things worst, a note was left on the counter by Lance. Time to do your rightful job as
Lance After adjusting my jacket, I turn to look at Aficia, Alicia, Atifia … whatever her name is. She winks at me, then bites her lip. Her eyes filled with lust. My eyes however, were filled with disgust. After all, I had my way with her already. “Sir, we should definitely do that again. I ha-“ “Out!” I bark. I took out a few cash from my wallet and hurled it at her. “This is not a place for hoes to tarry. Scram” she grab it up and ran out with tear filled eyes. I haven’t even said a hurtful word to her. Yet she’s crying. I laugh to myself. “Stupid woman didn’t even please me right” I mumble. These hoes nowadays need some training. She was good. Fat are, big tits, small waist, wide hips. But she doesn’t please me well enough. I hadn’t slept at home last night. I needed a break from seeing Kendall’s ugly face. I glance at the time on my watch. Five in the morning. I have three hours to get to a meeting, and I strongly feel like canceling. I dug my hands in my pocket as I look throug
Kendall “Wake up Kendall!” I nearly hop out of my skin as I was fast asleep. I immediately opened my eyes and there he was sitting on my bed. A huge smile was plastered over Harry face. “What the -“ he quickly place his hands on my lips in order to just me up. “You look so peaceful while sleeping dear.” “Get out!” I say kicking him off my bed. “Lance is not here, so leave.” “I know that. How are you doing?” “Not good now that you are here.” “Do you have any extra food? I’m starving.” “What do I look like?” “Why do you hate me?” “You make me sick.” “You are not sick right now.” He says winking. “Can’t you leave now? I already told you Lance isn’t here.” “I think I’ll stay until he returns.” “If you don’t go I’ll have you kicked out. I’m not afraid to do that!” He let out a laugh, then licks his lips. “Baby, this is my best friends house … he’d rather kick you out” as I took one step towards him there was a knock on the door. I rush to open it, but was disappointed to see
Kendall I struggle with my suitcases as I tried to catch up with Lance as he heads towards the car. He had only one bag to carry which makes sense why he's able to walk briskly. I on the other hand have two suitcases, three travelling bags and my hand bag. He didn't even offer to take any of them from me. Definitely not a gentleman. When I got to the car a short fat grey haired man walked up to us, and despite his grey hairs he was fairly handsome. "Kendall this is Rafael, the driver" "Nice to meet you sir" I say giving him the warmest smile I possibly could. Lance rolls his eyes and open the door of the car. "It's a pleasure Mrs. Russo" he takes my hand into his and kisses it gently. "Do your job Rafael and quit talking to her. You're a driver. Nothing else. Remember that" his face was immediately flushed with embarrassment and I felt sorry for him. He takes my bags and place them in the trunk of the car, then we got in and he drove off. Lance seated himself to the farthest end o
Lance I glance at my wristwatch in frustration. Kendall has been in the shower for nearly half an hour and I need her right now, but apparently she's trying to be spiteful. I thought she wouldn't be of use on this trip, but apparently, I'm wrong since the man I'm meeting wants to meet her too. Although he's an old friend there's no way of getting around him with this. My mother really knows how to fuck my life up one stage to another. I need to find some way out of this marriage, but first I have to teach Kendall a lesson about marrying someone for money. About five minutes later she walked out dressed in a pink latex strapless dress with black heels. Her hair was done in a tight ponytail. She actually looks nice. Not super nice. Just a little nice. Nice enough. "Let's go!" I bark. "Keep in mind I'm doing you a favour" she says crossing her arms. "I don't have to show up" "Kendall it's dinner, and I like being at least an hour early. It's principle. Now, maybe you don't know abou
Kendall I stop at the corner shop and bought a bottle of water, then I took a seat on the bench. I had just finished exercising and I feel exhausted. I haven’t exercised in a long while. Like two years … It was a good way to get my mind open about doing something evil to Lance, but all I could think about was something silly. I shouldn’t even be thinking about doing something to him, since I’m technically dependent on him. Ugh … I don’t even know what to do right now. He’s so irritating and judgmental. Without trying to know the real reason I married him he just jumped to the conclusion of me being a whore … But then again, why wouldn’t he? If his mother didn’t put Suzanne in the hospital we would have never crossed paths. I would have continued my studies. I let out a sigh. “Hello, Kendall, right?” I look up at the nice piece of chocolate standing in front of me. His blue eyes glistened at me, not to mention his gorgeous smile. My heart immediately stopped. Literally. He’s probably
Today, every step that I make as I walk along the corridor of the hospital feels heavy. I just made a phone call to somewhere far away. Somewhere I will be. Soon. It has been three days after I received the first phone call from them. And I've made up my mind. I halt in front of the room, peeking through the glass on the door. And there inside the room, I see Prince, sitting on the bed. And my throat hurts so much. Tears pool in my eyes. I'm starting to doubt myself again whether I have enough strength to do this. To leave him. Right now. When he's still lying in the hospital. Wounded because of me. And it's very cruel of me that what I'm going to do next will just add more pain to his wounds, making them even worse. I move away from the door and lean back against the wall. I can't do this. But I have to. For myself. For him. For us. Tears escape my eyes and roll down my cheeks. It hurts so much. It hurts me to the core that I have to leave him. I wish I could spend more time
I can't believe what I see. Is this real? Because if this is all just a dream, I don't want to wake up. Prince tries to move his finger again, but he's still very weak. I stroke his hand, a soft smile touching my lips as tears brim my eyes. "You-you woke up," I whisper. He gazes at me with his intense eyes. "I had a dream," he rasps, his voice just as weak as his stare. "And there, you called me. Many times." I brush my fingers across his cheek. There's a tear in the corner of his eye, and I wipe it away as it escapes. "I've been thinking .. " he pauses, his voice hoarse. "What if you haven't forgiven me? I couldn't just go away, leaving you like that, could I?” My lips tremble, and I choke in tears. He stares at me, his eyes begging. "Cheska," he whispers. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all that I've done to you. I'm sorry that I hurt you." I shake my head. He's begging me like he's dying. He has sacrificed himself to save me to the point that he almost lost his life. But now, here h
I'm driving to my office when I hear my phone ringing on the dashboard. A smile tugs at my lips when I see the caller. Fiona. I press the speaker button, and her voice fills the air. "Morning, Drake." I almost want to bite my tongue to prevent myself from saying the next words, but hell with that, I decide to give myself a chance, ’Morning, beautiful." I know that she won't take this one like the other girls normally would have done. Still, a smirk curves on my lips. " You hit your head or what?" she asks, and I can imagine that she's rolling her eyes. "Easy there, Casanova." I chuckle. What a perfect way to begin my day in the morning. Our banters. Suddenly, all the tension from the morning rush disappears, just from hearing her voice. I like Fiona. Everybody might think that this is bullshit, since I always like girls. When do I not? Even my reputation as a player has already reached Fiona. But what I mean here is that I really like Fiona. I'm definitely taking this slowly and
I can't believe that I let him hold me again when I broke down. I must admit that his being here makes my heart at ease while Damien is on the run. I watch as he sits at the desk in the guest bedroom, opening his laptop, while I prepare my breakfast. I don't know if he already had one or not, but there's nothing wrong with preparing the food for him as well. I hear him talking to a person on the phone about some academic projects. It's too early in the morning to talk about that -- it might be something urgent. Then I remember that he's supposed to start his internship in the oil company -- the one I visited when I brought him the notebook. That time, he told me that it would start in three months after he passed his interview -- which is around this month. Is he postponing the start date? Because of me? My heart sinks as I think again about the circumstances that I'm in. I've been right all along. Our future doesn't work together. Mine will be a hindrance to him. I'll only be a bur
Cheska The thought of Drake purchasing a gun still bothered my mind the entire night, but I decide not to question him again about that. I keep wondering why he suddenly decides to carry it now. We've been living in California for two weeks, and so far, everything is fine. This morning, he leaves for work, as usual. While I'm about to finish blow-drying my hair inside my bathroom, I hear footstep sounds from downstairs. That makes my heart thump hard against my chest. Ever since the incident of Andrew breaking into our house in England, the smallest sound and the slightest movement can make me become a paranoid again. I'm sure that Jake has locked the door, so if it weren't him, who else would enter this house? Slowly, I step out of my room and head downstairs, almost tiptoeing so that I won't make too much sound. My pulse quickens as I finally reach the ground level. When I see the person entering the living room, I yelp in surprise. My eyes widen as I see Prince standing before m
Cheska The moment I close the door behind me, my sobs finally break. I’ve never thought that I would say those words to him, but I had to. We can’t be together anymore. I’ve promised myself that I’m going to forget everything about my painful past, about him. I need to be strong, and I can only be so without him. I’ve planned my future, and he won’t be in the picture. Our future doesn’t work together. Mine will destroy his. Drake leans back against the wall, his arms crossed on his chest, his eyes closed. He has heard everything as well. When he turns to me and walks closer to hug me, I bury my face in his chest and cry my eyes out, hugging him back. I can’t bear the pain anymore. Hurting Prince breaks my own heart, worse than when he broke mine. He came all the way here for me. He waited for days, standing on the street outside. He still waited for me even when the rain had been pouring hard on him. He was crying when he said that he loved me. But then, I just crushed him with m
Cheska As soon as Drake comes back from work, he visits my room. I sigh, closing my laptop. Drake leans back against my door frame, still in his office attire. “ Are you sure, Ches?” he asks me the question once again. I nod. This past week, I've been spending time with my laptop to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. And finally, I've found a light, filled with hope for my future. A way to achieve my dreams. "You know, I never thought that something like this would ever happen, but-" he falters, and I give him a hopeful look. A soft smile touches his lips. "As long as it makes you happy, I'm fine with it." Relief washes over me. I thought that he would be reluctant to accept my idea at first, butI always know that he's going to be supportive, as long as it's the best for me. I stand up from the chair, approach him and hug him, making him sigh. "Thank you, Drake. I always know that you're gonna be on my side." When we pull away, I do see the sadness in his eyes. Regrets
Cheska Today is my second day in Italy. It’s early morning, and I’m setting up my new cellphone when Drake emerges in my doorway. He’s talking to someone on the phone before handing it to me, making me wonder who it is. “ It’s your friend Kate,” he says. “ She got my number from Prince.” The mentioning of such name still makes my heart drop. I sigh and take the phone from Drake. “Hello?” Kate’s cries fill my ear as soon as I speak, and she goes frantic. “Oh my God, Ches. Are you okay? How are you doing over there?” A soft smile tugs at my lips. I miss her. It feels like ages since the last time I heard from her. This girl is worrying about me like I’m dying. “I’m okay. Don’t worry.” “God, I never thought that – “ she stops talking and starts sobbing. “If only I’d figured it out earlier.” She’s speaking about Andrew. There’s a guilt in her voice, and I want to tell her that none of this is her fault. Before, neither of us realized that Andrew was such a psychopath. We thought th
Prince Andrew ends up in the hospital. And I end up spending the night at the police station. That bastard is fucking lucky that I didn’t kill him, because before I could do so, three policemen came to stop me. I remember roaring like a mad person when they pulled me away from Andrew, who was already bleeding to death when the emergency response team from the hospital took him with the stretcher. My hands shaking, I look down and bury my face in them. What the hell am I doing here? I shouldn’t be here right now. I should be with her. Cheska. Cheska. Cheska. She’s the only thing in my mind now. I can’t imagine what she’s feeling at the moment. She must be scared, not knowing that to do. She must be broken. Hopeless. Alone. To settle the matters with the police, I’ve called my lawyer, whom I know from a friend I worked with for one of the influential companies I did my project with. He’s good, so I expect that the police can give me some dispensation once they find out that Andrew