– Lorelei –
I sat by the water fountain in our garden alone, looking for a distraction to clear my head from the drama. It's morning and I took a day off work. Today is Thursday. Richard and Elaine want me to move out of their house tomorrow morning.I sighed.The news was a shocker and I still haven’t read the document nor have I told Leo. I don’t want to scare him away. Part of me is scared that if he knows I’m entitled to another man, he’ll leave me. I shouldn’t be worried because I know he loves me but Leo and I never really met. I don’t know him aside from his social media presence which he showed me. I don't know if that’s the real him, the man I fell in love with or he’s just hiding under a facade, I won’t know.I sighed, letting my legs play in the water, gently splashing around.Him coming on Thursday would've given me the chance to get to know him better, bond and get close. I bit my lower lip in anger and clenched my fists.But that has changed.I hate my father! I don't know why a part of me thought he'd change but he keeps getting worse. He always finds a way to drain my happiness. What could he possibly gain from hurting his own daughter? I didn't ask to be born. He put his dick in my mother and had me now he hates us both and does everything in his power to destroy our lives. Tears soaked my eyelids and I blinked, averting my gaze to stare at the sky.Crying won't solve anything! I have been strong for so long and I won't show any weakness today, even if things took a turn. I took a deep breath in then exhaled and wiped under my eyelids gently with my fingers. The document that seals my fate is on the fountain concrete basin, just by my side. The urge to let it drown in the water is high but that won't solve anything because I'm sure Richard has copies everywhere.I doubt he even gave me the real copy. I cleared my throat and finally got the courage to check the contents.The good thing about being an unwanted and unloved child is that I'm never really noticed. I get to do whatever I want or wander around without anyone caring about my safety, until I damage something. And no one but my mother will care. Richard is more concerned about the damaged property than my health.I cleared my throat, trying to hold myself from bursting in tears as my eyes ran down the words on the paper. I laughed while reading because this is ridiculous. I don't have a say in my own wedding. This man practically owns me. It states in the contract that he decides what I wear, what I eat, the time I go to sleep, what I do, even when I pleasure myself.It's so sick how I'm leaving the slavery of my father's house to another bondage in my soon to be husband's house. Yet it's funny. While reading this, the only thought that came to my mind was; why did I even bother?Why did I work so hard.... study so hard... starve a lot to make a good life for myself if I was going to end up like this? Ace is rich but I doubt I he'll share that wealth with me. I believe that every man is just like my father. Aside from Leo.Tired and drained of energy, I flipped to the final page. Something caught my eye.My wedding isn't until Thursday. I picked up my phone from my thighs and checked my chats with Leo. It's the same Thursday.I gasped in excitement. I don't know what time my wedding will hold but I just had the craziest idea. What happens if I run? Away from this country with the man I love.It would be euphoric. I will change my looks and identity, won't have to bear the consequences of breaching the contract and I get to see Richard and Elaine suffer.Something suddenly drained my spirit. What about mom? Father- I mean, Richard, will make her life hell when he knows I'm gone. My 'husband' will too even though she won't know anything.Then she'll come with me. Once I get paid by Richard for yesterday's stock, I can buy tickets for both of us and flee. We'll be free from that psychopath called Richard and I'll get to be with Leo.Fuck my pharmacy and my life here! Fuck them all!I hurriedly tugged the document inside it's envelope roughly and sent Leo a text.Me: Honey..., I was wondering. Would you like to change plans for a little bit?I stared at my phone screen, anticipating his reply.A soft ding caught my attention and my heart raced.Mine (heart emoticon): Fill me in, princess.I bit my lower lip. What I'm about to ask is incriminating. I don't know if I should even text it. If things don't go as planned, that would mean putting the people I love at risk and watching the man I love Dee me we'd another man. I don't want that. I don't want Leo to not want me anymore. I cleared my throat in desperation.I have to try.Me: Instead of spending time here with me, why don't we move together instead? I live with you and we don't have to be away anymore.Leo is typing. This panic makes my forehead palpitate with sweat. Lots of sweat.Mine (heart emoticon): Before I reply to this, I need to know one thing.I gulped, reading his message. He's typing. My eyes glued my phone as I waited. The message finally dropped.Mine (heart emoticon): You're not doing this because of me, right? You're sure you want to leave your family and friends? Not to please me, but because you want to.Apart from Alexa and Rose with a few more friends, I don't think I know anyone who can make me manage to live this unbearable life for. All of my friends are rich and they can easily locate me if I want them to. But that would only put me at risk. I can't risk that. This has to be the hardest decision to make in a second but I need to have control over my life again.Me: I thought about it. I want to be with you. The distance is killing me slowly. I miss you Leo.I texted back.Mine (heart emoticon): If this is what you really want, then I have no reason to fight it. It means the world to me that you're choosing to move. I love you Lorelei.Reading that text made my heart flip.Me: I love you too.I turned off my phone and placed it on my chest. I have to pack. Since I'll be moving to my contracted husband's house tomorrow, this will be a perfect disguise for my real intentions. I'll live with him alright. All I have to do is share a house with a stranger. It's something I'm used to doing anyway.As for mom, I just have to trick her into meeting me at the airport. I'll book a one way ticket for the both of us.I forced my body out of the fountain and dipped my wet feet in my flipflops. When I get to my room, I'll think about this better and plan everything with Leo. For now, I just want to let my mind relax on this new plan. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong.- Ace - A notification ding brought my attention to my phone laying next to me on my bed. It's Friday. I want to deny it but I can't get that lady out of my mind. Each time, I keep wondering when she'll get here even though I'm not supposed to. Could my need for revenge have blossomed to something more? Or I am just so desperate to ruin her? Whichever it is, this should be fun. I sighed and sat up then picked up my phone. It's nothing important, just work stuff and a message from my typical stalker, Leah. I chose to ignore it and threw my phone back on the bed. I'm bored. Ridiculously bored at this fine hour and I don't know what to do. I ran my eyes across my room and exhaled. How can a man who has everything he could ever want be this.... I don't know, lonely? A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?" I groaned. "Your visitor has arrived." Marco's voice was firm. As always, he's formal. "Which one?" I asked, leaning my elbow on my thighs. 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- LORELEI -The moment I stepped into my room, I banged the door shut and huffed while leaning my back on the door. My fingers wandered around my chest, trying to feel my heartbeat. My heart is pounding really hard and fast against my chest. What the heck was that? Why on Earth does he have to be so infuriating and scary?And large. And direct. And dominating. My breath hitched as I let my mind wander back to when he stood in front of me.He has pretty eyes and thick, long eyelashes. And he's pretty. And hot. Even though I hate him for buying me and forcing me to marriage because of a motive, he sure has some good qualities. Physical qualities. My body sank down and my ass dropped hard on the floor. I rested my head and body on the door all through the slide and huffed. He dislikes me too, you know, I thought, staring at the pink wall in front of me. All he wants to do is ruin me. My throat tightened at the thought. I have heard rumours about him yet I didn't really care about them
- ACE - She's something. That woman. Quite interesting if I must say, and quite fun to tease. I will enjoy toying with her very much. At least, that's the most close to a bond I can have with someone. Lorelei is feisty. The kind I love. My sadistic self enjoys playing with vulnerable, bratty women while making them fall in love with me, not because I'll love them back, but it's become a habit. When I see pretty things, the only instinct in my head is to break them. That's why they should stay away from me. Because I will cause their demise. But this one wronged me and I won't let her go till she has paid for every dime of pent up frustration that incident caused me. I stared at the skyscrapers in front of me through the glass walls of my office. My hands are dug in my pocket. It's quite alarming that I think about her even when I'm at work. It's quite disgusting that I do. I hate her. I've been thinking of ways to make her suffer but the moment she's by my side, it just happens t
- ACE - I pushed the glass door open and walked in. A bell jingle slid in my ears. It's soft and pleasant to hear. That made a grin form on my face. The familiar scent of new fabrics and lavender air freshener slid into my nose as I waltzed into a boutique. I held the bouquet gently in one hand. "Sorry hunny, we're closed." A lady said curtly, giving me a sharp glance then averting her gaze to the person she was having a conversation with in front of her. I stood there and spread my hands to both sides, maintaining my smile. I can't wait till she turns and sees who it is. "Sorry mister but we're clo-" The lady in a golden, body hug dress turned to face me and stopped talking. Her dress meets at the center of her tits forming a 'V' from her shoulder sleeve, which is held together by a brooche. Like a robe, a slit drew from her thighs to the floor, where the dress ended. "Isabel Rosa. A pleasure to meet you." I said with a smirk. She's my designer and old time friend as well. Isa
- ACE -Isabel stormed out of the dressing room angrily with all of her stuff held disorderly in her hand and over her shoulders. Her hair is messy and she looks drained of energy. Just a few hours with Lorelei left her looking fifty years older. She shot me an angry stare. "Don't you ever call me again to dress her up. Ever! Or I'll sue you." She raged and continued forward. It's late, my intention was to let her crash in tonight but I guess that option is off the list. "Thank you so much for your time, querida." I said. Isabel stopped, dropped everything on her right hand down and pointed her middle finger at me. "I'm being underpaid for this stress." She fell to the ground to pick up her things. Everything else she held scattered all over the place and her attempt to arrange them made it worse. She obviously needs help and I know she doesn't want mine. "Marco, do assist." I ordered politely and he went. Their banter was entertaining to watch as she constantly refused his offer t
- LORELEI -I watched the back of his body as he walks away from me. The slam of the door made me flinch and I sighed. My brows curled while watching him. This human everyone talks so highly and dirty about confuses the shit out of me. So far, I haven't witnessed any rude or harsh behaviour from him and it scares me. Not because I want to be treated badly, but because I'm worried he's waiting to make me his before showing his true self to me. I'm worried about what will happen if my plan doesn't go according to the way I want it to. It's the day after tomorrow, my wedding. Also the day I shall leave for the airport. I thought I had the whole thing figured out but now, I don't think so. I haven't left this house in days and it's not because I don't want to, but because he hasn't let me. I swallowed and peered my gaze on the floor. That's when I noticed I am standing in the same spot. I took a deep breath in and sighed. My ear plugs are still in my ears but I'm not listening to music
- ACE -Sitting on the chair by my bed table with my thumb leaning on my lips, I stared at the document on my pc.(Translation; pc means personal computer) I'm exhausted. It hasn't even been half the day yet but I feel so damn tired. My mind has been everywhere but what it's meant to be on and that has helped me not to get any fucking thing done! A sigh escaped my lips as I stared at the ceiling, trying to release some pent up frustration. I can't think properly. What I said last night bugs me to a degree and I wish it didn't. It's not a big deal but did I really tell someone I despise that? I swore never to get intimate with her throughout our marriage no matter what till she loses every bit of her confidence and herself. Till she's completely crushed and understand what I went through that day. Yet my lips went against my mind and acted on its own. I sighed. She is beautiful. Lorelei is actually sexy, I thought grudgingly and shook my head. I'd rather not have these thoughts be
- LORELEI - After last night, it would be impossible for me to think straight. I woke up with a smile this morning.... brushed my teeth with a smile, ... had a shower with a smile. Styled my hair with a smile... I even painted my toenails today after doing a self pedicure with the cheap things I normally use. Right now, life feels great and it'll feel even better tomorrow! I rolled to the other side, hugging my pillow. It's tomorrow. I can't deny that I'm freaking out with a fast pumping heart, but I'm overly excited and trying to remain calm. At first, the fact that I was restricted from leaving the house and attending to my business got on my nerves, now that's the least of my worries, because soon, I won't even need to run that pharmacy. Soon, it'll be all over and I'll finally be with the only one I want to be with. I'll finally forget this torture I call life and be happy. My hand rubbed my stomach. Just the thought is giving me butterflies!! A grumble caught my attention. Th
- ACE - I turn to the other side, laying restlessly on my bed. I feel uneasy. Really uneasy. During these past few minutes, I have spent my time making decisions and unmaking already made decisions which I thought I settled on but later broke the resolve to carry on with it. I turn again, this time, my back finds comfort on my bed and my head is directed upwards to face the ceiling. The one thing who has been keeping me this restive is not even here. It’s my wife. I swallow. Not once has she left my mind since she evacuated my home and after so much hatred for my thoughts and fighting it, I’ve finally agreed to let it be. I can’t stop thinking about her, even though I don’t want to but I guess I can accept her disturbing my mind as my own slow, non-deadly poison. The type of venom that’s pestful but not harmful. A half smirk paints my lips. That is definitely the word to describe Lorelei. I let out a sigh. She’s out there with some man while I’m here acting like a baby d
- LORELEI - I check my phone again, checking in on the uber booking. My ride is almost here. This makes a smile form on my face as I let my hand fall down to hang freely. I feel uncomfortable. Thrilled yet uncomfortable. The night breeze is somewhat chilly on my skin but I don’t have a jacket with me, I didn’t think I’d need one till I stepped outside but I don’t want to go back in to get one. The last thing I want is to stumble across my lawfully, wedded ‘husband’. I scoff and roll my eyes at the same time. That’ll definitely be problematic. I let out a sigh, staring out the gate in anticipation. Ace hurt my arm. My balm aided to reduce the swelling but not the tinted colour and that was where foundation came in. If my date doesn’t really take little things into detail, he won’t notice. My hands rest on the opposite arms as I voice out a shiver. The weather is getting chillier. I rub my hands on my arms gently. It aids with producing just the right amount of heat to keep
- ACE - I look out the window, with what I think is rage burning through every inch of my body to my very soul watching her nicely dressed in my compound, preparing to leave. She’s going on with it. With this date. Lorelei has completely chosen to be unreasonable with her decisions even though it’s not safe for her. Blatantly choosing to defy me is one thing, but on the verge of her own safety? That’s another thing that I find highly stupid. What is wrong with her? And why do I even care? The thing is, I don’t know but I’m so bothered and pretending that I’m not is not helping. I don’t think it is doing me any good. Maybe another accident and visit to the hospital will leave her being sensible about casual outings with random men. Someone random to me, maybe not to her? I can’t tell, I didn’t ask, but from the little I heard from her conversation, it seemed so. My brows furrow as I watch her. She looks beautiful. I hate that she looks this beautiful. I hate that she’s c
- LORELEI - He’s so impossible. I dip two of my fingers in an ointment jar and gently massage my arm. My brows crease slightly as I wince. Thanks to this asshole of a man, I have a bruise on my arm. I take a deep breath, taking more ointment then reapplying it on my arm. At least, it’s not extreme physical abuse. . . I think, blowing air on my arm. . . . I’m used to being maltreated so this is nothing compared to it. He will have to do more than that to make me shiver. More than he did yesterday? After all, from what I remember, all he did was speak and it left you crying like a baby. I scoff at my thoughts. It’s true, his words got to me, but after spending nearly half my life receiving verbal abuse and taking it all in because I had no choice, I was bound to break down some day. Maybe yesterday was that day and last night was that hour. I take a deep breath then let out an exhale slowly. That will be the last time I’d cry for a man. All men have done is disappoint me sinc
- ACE - I let out a sigh walking through the corridor and having a quick glance through in the room of every door I come across. You could say I’m looking for something. More like someone and as much as I’d love to deny it, it’s true. I want to meet her. Not to apologise per se, but to sympathise. I was wrong last night and I need her to know that as much as I don’t give a shit about her, there’s a teeny part of pity in me who feels sorry for fragile, weak women. Well, that’s what I want her to think. Deep down, I know I’ve been fazed by the nightmare. While the thought of having someone share my sorrow is nice, I don’t want to. . . I take a short pause, trying to think of the right word. . . Lose someone in the process. Someone it’s getting apparent that drives me mad. In the bad way, not the butterflies nonsense people declare they go through. Yet, despite this, I don’t want to lose this person. At least, not until I’ve gotten the revenge I’ve so ardently craved for
- LORELEI - “Don’t say a word.” I murmur to her, holding my hand up to hush her before she even attempts to speak. “Just follow behind me quietly.” I add. “I don’t even want to hear the sound of your feet on the ground as you walk.” Call me evil but after crying my eyes out last night, any slight noise will induce a headache and that is the last thing I want. Claire, seemingly reasonable, did not answer me. You know, I tend to like her more when she’s quiet. My hand draws up my face to rest on the bridge of my nose as I let out an exhale. I’m starving. And since I cannot eat without him, I will be faced with another insufferable experience while sat opposite him, the thought just happens to not leave my mind. Imagine dining with one’s tormentor knowing escape is not an option because you belong to him legally. Not by choice, but my purchase. I am a human being but it doesn’t seem like it. And Ace has made it clear he will break me till I am nothing but ruined. It’s ironic. H
- LORELEI - I let out a sigh, staring at my weary reflection in the mirror. Underneath my eyes are sore. I cried myself to bed last night. A half smile barely made its way to my lips before crumbling back to the hard stare at myself in the mirror. My life is miserable but I want to quit complaining about it. It never changes anything, and now that I’m. . . Married. . . I doubt anything is going to change. At least, not much in the way I want it to. I sniff, rinsing my face for the umpteenth time. The redness of my nose and eyes do not seem to falter and the last thing I want is to walk down those stairs and have him know his words got to me yesterday. So what if I’m broke and have nothing to my name? I ask myself, an attempt to boost my confidence. At least I’m not some trust fund child who grew to be an entitle adult. At least I worked hard and paid for everything I’ve had sin
- ACE - Early this morning, I woke up to something alarming. Not bad news or something of that sort. It was a bad dream. Never have I thought I’d be plagued by nightmares and never have I thought it would be so bad that it would leave my mind disheveled. It was so vivid and horrifying. A dream of the one moment that has plagued me nearly all through my life. The one moment where everything I held dear crumbled all because I was weak, just with a little twist. Am I still weak? I remembered myself asking me in my dream. No! A solemn whisper cried, talking to me. It was recognisable to be my own voice yet it was not me speaking. You’re strong- the voice continued. Then why do people I care about keep falling into accidents? Keep dying for my sake? I questioned the voice. A chuckle echoed, an eerie one bubbling through the darkness all around me. Suddenly, I saw blood. The image of the terrifying sight of the gory view of her replayed in my head on a loop. I saw every part
[Hello reader! After a long hiatus, I am back and continuing this story for good! Do read and enjoy! Also, I did read my previous chapters and realised I switched tenses a lot, for this reason, I will be sticking with present tense. Enjoy the chapter!] - ACE - Lorelei is not home. I can’t help but worry. I sent Isabel to pick her up but I arrived here before her and it leaves me feeling incredibly unsettled. Not because Lorelei is a pain in the ass to Isabel but because of this accident. And also because of the fact that Catherine mentioned her, my mind reminds. I let out a sigh, raising my hand up to peak at the time on my wrist watch. I’ve been here for hours yet there has been no sign of her. After a very stressful day today with the annual, company meeting, this is not something I thought would be a bother to me. I’ll call Isabel. I dip my hand in my pocket to pick my phone when the door comes open. I’m standing not too far from it so it wasn’t hard to miss. Waltzing