- LORELEI -I am chasing after waters I know I very well shouldn’t cross yet I am proceeding anyway. I know this man can ruin me in one breath if he chooses to. He can harm me with one word and I would be helpless against his antics yet I will not back down. Not when he has barely been there for me when I needed it. Not when he is a complete stranger to me despite me being his wife.Not when one day, he treats me nicely and with respect then turn on me for many days after. Not when he was the reason I fell into bad health and collapsed in an event I never wanted to take part in in the first place.I loathe his very existence and I doubt I have shown him enough how much I do. And he can rain hell on me. I have had my fair share and been through so much hell since I was a minor that whatever he does would just be a topping on the already made and messed up cake. I can see his rage fan out his body and I cannot deny the weight it has on me. I cannot deny that my heart beats violently in
- ACE - I trot down the stairs hurriedly, hoping to be the first to welcome her at the door outside any of my servants. I can hear the sounds of footsteps and chatter echoing within the room as I advance further to meet her. Lorelei is on the phone. She’s relating how much she enjoyed her night and how she just got back home safely and how much she would prefer to meet this ‘Leonardo’ at his place the next time they meet. I am consumed with fury. Only she can vex me this much with just a few statements. The moment I sight her by the entrance I grab her phone, ignoring her advances to take it back from me. “Do yourself the favour and stay away from my wife, Leonardo or I will be sure to make you regret being born.” I mouth, and cut the call. My eyes drop to Lorelei as I hand her back her phone. She looks at me with so much hate and the smile that she had when she walked right through that door is gone. Not like I saw her smile, her tone was just way too cheery to not assume
- ACE - I look at my phone for the fifth time this minute. The night is dreadfully long. I try to rest but I can’t. I try to sleep but I also cannot. I try to let my mind focus on anything else but it seems highly impossible. Even when she’s away from me, my mind is a complete mess because of her. When she’s near, I go crazy, when she’s afar, I am driving to madness, and when she’s unconscious, I seem to be insane. I just can’t with that woman. She drives me nuts in every possible way yet I cannot stop thinking about her. I cannot stop worrying about her. Caring about her safety because she surely doesn’t give two fucks about that. With the way she wanders off without informing anyone about anything in the middle of the night, you’d think she’s purposely trying to get herself killed. I let out a sigh, letting go of my phone and running my hands down my face in distress. I am up this late at night because of her. Damn her! Damn the moment I met her and the moment she insul
- LORELEI - This is it, I think to myself as the car pulls out front the building I am supposed to be at. It looks fancy yet not as fancy as the last one we went to. Good thing I am putting on a simple dress and jewelry. I look down at my feet. The heels are a little too extra but there is nothing I can do about that right now. I sight Leonardo at the entrance. A smile immediately force its way to my lips and I try so hard to quench it. Not yet. I cannot be found smiling because of the present of a man. Now when the male species have shown me the worst days and weeks and months and years of my entire life. If anything, I should frown all night and make it hard for him to think he’s got a chance. But something tells me I won’t be able to keep up with that. While men have been a major disappointment to me my entire life, this one hasn’t. He shows up when he says he will and is nice to me even when he doesn’t have to. We just met yet I don’t feel that first meet awkwardness with h
- ACE - I see her walk down the stairs. She’s pretty. So painfully and infuriatingly beautiful. I swallow, keeping my hands dug in my pockets while letting my eyes soak in her presence. When Marco informed me that she was ready to leave, my guess was that she was already outside and about to enter the car and go but boy was I wrong. Women, I think to myself in the most respectful way ever, they always know how to keep a man worried and waiting, I continue my thoughts. And for some weird reason, something about the way our bodies feel when we’re bound to wait for God knows how long is alluring. Sometimes, we could be plagued with anxiety and contemplating thoughts, wondering if we were stood up or if something happened to the lady in question. Other times, we could be studying our form over and over again wondering if we even dressed right for the event we’d be headed. And other times, we just want to be with her or get the fuck out of the waiting situation and actually be at the
- LORELEI - It’s funny how fast the day goes when you’re anticipating something. When you’ve got no hope for the day, it becomes painfully slow and it gets you thinking so hard about how hard life has hit you, but when you least expect it, the day just swoops away and in one blink, it’s night. I let out a sigh, doing my jewelry. My hand reaches for the back of my neck, trying to get it buckled. I am putting on the same one I wore the last time I saw him. Surely, a man would never remember a woman’s jewelry, unless he’s gay and Leonardo is not gay. I let out a sigh as my eyes line my figure reflection in the mirror. I look nice, clothed in a plain red dinner dress. I do not feel like putting on anything too extra. While my objective is to have a nice time to forget my life and escape from my head temporarily, I am not trying to appeal the male gaze. Anything looks good on me anyway. A body hug dress is all I need to look decent. Decently nice. I let out a sigh and walk to my be