"That's all that happened," Adrian said, finishing his explanation.Ria sighed. "I knew." She muttered Adrian raised an eyebrow, his expression a mixture of relief and confusion. "You did?""Well... I didn't know in detail, but I knew it was all Olivia's doing." Ria replied. "You might not believe me, but she's really manipulative, and always wants to have things go her way. I'm sure you might have noticed it. She would throw tantrums and often refer to things she helped you with in the past— blackmail."Adrian raised an eyebrow. He only wanted to settle things out with Ria and not listen to gibberish talk about the woman he loved."Alright, that's enough talk. Remember what I told you. Don't think we are friends just because I apologized to you. I still hate you, I just wanted you to know I'm not a monster." Adrian said, abruptly ending their discussion.But deep down, Ria's words lingered within him. On one or two occasions, he had seen Olivia act just exactly like Ria said, but it
"What the hell is she doing here father?" Adrian yelled angrily. "I thought this was a family discussion?"Charles sighed. "That's correct. It is a family discussion, and Ria is here because she is family. Your wife—to be precise. So you shouldn't stand there questioning her validity when it's all your fault she is here in the first place." Charles said, a satisfied smirk finding its way on his face.Adrian seethed in anger. "What exactly is my crime father? Tell me what I have done to you that makes you hate me so much... Is it the numbers in the company? Is it the investors? Just tell me so I can make amends because torturing me with this baby trapper is too much for me to handle!" Adrian yelled, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and sadness.Charles expression became stern. "Is this how you view Ria? As a burden? A punishment for your imagined faults? Is that what you think of her?" Charles bombarded Adrian with questions, not giving him a room to answer anyone."If you think
Adrian stormed out of the room angrily, only managing to whisper the words "I hate you," to Ria. However, Ria tried her best not to show any expression towards his words to avoid further trouble for him.Charles sighed, signaling for Ria to have a seat. "So sorry dear, Adrian could be stubborn sometimes. I know what you are wondering, and no... That's not why I brought you here." Charles said, his voice lightening the mood.Ria forced a warm smile. Her mind reeling to different reasons why Charles brought her here if it wasn't to caution Adrian in her presence."You see... the whole Adrian thing was a coincidence. He showed up ten minutes after I called you, and said he wanted us to have a family talk. Knowing you would be long, I instructed my driver to get to your place earlier than the agreed time, so that you'll meet with Adrian here." Charles explained.Ria raised an eyebrow. "So this was all supposed to be some sort of friendly discussion?" She asked innocently."Yes... I mean,
"Ria!" Olivia's impatient voice echoed through the house. "If you don’t get down here in the next five minutes, we’re leaving without you!" Ria sighed softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face as she adjusted the delicate lavender dress she had chosen. It was modest, with soft lace sleeves that rested just below her shoulders and a flowing skirt that brushed her knees. She paired it with simple silver flats and a necklace that had once belonged to her late mother. "Coming!" she called back, descending the staircase with a steady grace. At the bottom of the stairs, Olivia stood, tapping her stiletto-clad foot impatiently. Her fiery red dress clung tightly to her figure, with a dangerously low neckline and a slit that ran high up her thigh. She looked every bit the seductress, a sharp contrast to Ria's understated elegance. Olivia turned, her gaze narrowing as she saw Ria. "What are you wearing?" she asked, her tone laced with disdain. Ria glanced down at her dress and
"That’s Adrian Blake," Olivia said, her voice brimming with excitement, snapping me out of my daze. "What?" I asked, barely registering her words as my gaze stayed glued to him. "I said that’s Adrian Blake, the host of this party," Olivia repeated, still staring at him like a hunter eyeing her prey. "No... that’s Knight," I muttered, my voice trembling as the name escaped my lips. My heart raced, memories flooding back like a tidal wave. "What did you say?" Olivia asked, confusion flickering across her perfectly made-up face. "That’s Knight—my childhood friend I told you about," I repeated, my voice a mix of awe and disbelief. My chest tightened, a strange combination of anxiety and excitement coursing through me. After all these years, I never thought I’d see him again. Without thinking, I took a step forward, intent on crossing the crowded room to reach him, but Olivia’s firm grip on my wrist stopped me in my tracks. "What are you doing?" she asked, her sharp eyes narrowing
Ria froze mid-step, clutching the edge of the wooden staircase. Her chest tightened as the words seeped through the cracks in the dimly lit hallway. She hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but the conversation between Olivia and her stepmother, Mrs. Carter, was impossible to ignore. "She’s delusional, Mother," Olivia continued, her tone dripping with mockery. "Ria thinks Adrian is hers. Poor thing doesn’t even know I’ve already taken her place." Mrs. Carter chuckled lightly, a sound that made Ria’s stomach churn. "Good. Keep playing innocent, my dear. Men like Adrian are easily fooled by a sweet face and gentle words. That stupid girl is no match for you." Tears pricked Ria’s eyes as her heart cracked a little more with each cruel word. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay silent. The betrayal cut deep, especially coming from the two people she had trusted and seen as family. "But what if Ria tells Adrian the truth?" Olivia asked, feigning concern. "She won’t," Mrs. Carter repl
Ria had returned home broken after the humiliating encounter with Adrian. She headed straight for her room and shut the door behind her. Soon enough she heard a soft knock on the door and Olivia walked in, her expression soft and compassionate as she sat beside her.“Ria,” Olivia began, her voice calm but tinged with emotion. “Do you remember that time when you had that accident? When the doctors said you wouldn’t survive without an immediate blood transfusion?”Ria stiffened, her hands clutching the blanket. How could she forget? That memory had haunted her for years.But why is Olivia bringing that up now? she knows she doesn't like remembering that incident. She had lost her mother from that accident and Olivia had almost lost her life too trying to save her.“I didn’t even think twice when they said my blood matched,” Olivia continued, her voice trembling slightly. “I was terrified, Ria. I thought I’d lose you. But I did what any sister would do—I gave you my blood because I could
Ria stood outside the door of her father's mansion, her heart thundering in her chest. Her lips were dry, her fingers trembling as she gripped the doorknob. The night before felt like a hazy nightmare—one she desperately wished to wake from. Her heart was pounding as dread settled in her chest. She knew what awaited her inside. She knew Olivia wouldn’t let it go easily.Drawing a shaky breath, Ria pushed the door open.She barely had time to close the door behind her when a hot, stinging slap landed on her cheek. The force sent her staggering back, her hand instinctively flying up to her burning face..“How dare you!” Her father's voice thundered, his face flushed with rage. “Is this what you’ve reduced yourself to? Betraying your own sister?”“Dad, I—”“Don’t you dare call me that!” he snapped, pointing an accusing finger at her. “I leave this house for one business trip, and this is what I come back to? Shame! Absolute shame!”Across the room, Olivia sat in her mother’s arms, her fac
Adrian stormed out of the room angrily, only managing to whisper the words "I hate you," to Ria. However, Ria tried her best not to show any expression towards his words to avoid further trouble for him.Charles sighed, signaling for Ria to have a seat. "So sorry dear, Adrian could be stubborn sometimes. I know what you are wondering, and no... That's not why I brought you here." Charles said, his voice lightening the mood.Ria forced a warm smile. Her mind reeling to different reasons why Charles brought her here if it wasn't to caution Adrian in her presence."You see... the whole Adrian thing was a coincidence. He showed up ten minutes after I called you, and said he wanted us to have a family talk. Knowing you would be long, I instructed my driver to get to your place earlier than the agreed time, so that you'll meet with Adrian here." Charles explained.Ria raised an eyebrow. "So this was all supposed to be some sort of friendly discussion?" She asked innocently."Yes... I mean,
"What the hell is she doing here father?" Adrian yelled angrily. "I thought this was a family discussion?"Charles sighed. "That's correct. It is a family discussion, and Ria is here because she is family. Your wife—to be precise. So you shouldn't stand there questioning her validity when it's all your fault she is here in the first place." Charles said, a satisfied smirk finding its way on his face.Adrian seethed in anger. "What exactly is my crime father? Tell me what I have done to you that makes you hate me so much... Is it the numbers in the company? Is it the investors? Just tell me so I can make amends because torturing me with this baby trapper is too much for me to handle!" Adrian yelled, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and sadness.Charles expression became stern. "Is this how you view Ria? As a burden? A punishment for your imagined faults? Is that what you think of her?" Charles bombarded Adrian with questions, not giving him a room to answer anyone."If you think
"That's all that happened," Adrian said, finishing his explanation.Ria sighed. "I knew." She muttered Adrian raised an eyebrow, his expression a mixture of relief and confusion. "You did?""Well... I didn't know in detail, but I knew it was all Olivia's doing." Ria replied. "You might not believe me, but she's really manipulative, and always wants to have things go her way. I'm sure you might have noticed it. She would throw tantrums and often refer to things she helped you with in the past— blackmail."Adrian raised an eyebrow. He only wanted to settle things out with Ria and not listen to gibberish talk about the woman he loved."Alright, that's enough talk. Remember what I told you. Don't think we are friends just because I apologized to you. I still hate you, I just wanted you to know I'm not a monster." Adrian said, abruptly ending their discussion.But deep down, Ria's words lingered within him. On one or two occasions, he had seen Olivia act just exactly like Ria said, but it
Adrian glared at Ria with disgust as she ate her breakfast silently. The tension in the room was palpable, and Adrian felt his stomach go sour.Damn it! He cursed within him. Why do I still feel guilty about yesterday's incident? I love Olivia, so I shouldn't feel bad for kissing her... Maybe it's just my moral upbringing.The uncomfortable silence continued until Adrian couldn't bottle his guilt anymore. "It was just a massage..." Adrian began. Ria raised an eyebrow, her expression a mixture of surprise and confusion. "What are you talking about?"Adrian sighed, his mind reeling back to the previous day.# The previous dayOlivia lay on Adrian's bed, placing her head on his legs. Adrian was still angry because of his forced marriage with Ria and not Olivia and was seething in anger."It's all my father's fault... If he had not coerced me into marrying that baby trapper, we would have been happily married by now." Adrian complained, anger tattooing his face red."Relax babe. It does
Ria sobbed silently as the weight of everything came crashing down on her. She has been a fool for trusting Olivia. Every time Olivia apologized, she found herself giving her another chance to change. Not because she loved Olivia, but because she felt indebted to her.All these chances and trust she had given to Olivia time and time again were just her way of trying to pay back what Olivia did for her, but it became obvious to her now that Olivia was a serpent— she could never change her deceptive nature.A wave of mixed emotions washed over Ria— she felt guilty for trusting Olivia again, but deep down she knew that if Olivia brought up the incident of how she saved her life, she would have no choice but to give her another chance.The guilt and pain of being indebted to the person who has her this much was killing her, and a splitting headache from all the thoughts was no exception.Damn it! Ria cursed within her. Damn it all to hell!"I was a fool... I should have known this was all
The entire gathering was quiet.Olivia dropped the champagne in her hands onto the table and took a seat with her legs crossed over another. She stared at the three women.Her expression was calm on the outside even though deep inside, she was immensely satisfied. Why would she not be when everything was playing out exactly as she had planned. She had orchestrated this entire moment, and now, it was time for her to play her final move on Ria. It was fun.She turned sharply towards her so-called friends, the once that she had hired. She spoke to them with a voice that was laced with controlled anger. "I won’t tolerate this disrespect. How dare the three of you insult my sister like that," she snapped, her eyes flashing.The three women exchanged uncertain glances because this was not a part of the script that they had been asked to play."But Olivia—" the blonde started but Olivia cut her off."I do not want to hear any of this Clarissa, at all. The three of you should apologize ri
Well, about forty minutes later, Ria was standing in front of the full length looking glass in her bedroom and struggling to pin her long hair into a neat bun. She adjusted the strands time and time again in a bid to make it look presentable for the picnic outing when Olivia casually strolled into the room.Ria turned to look at her, taking in her outfit. Olivia seemed to have outdone herself in getting dressed. Her fashion sense was obviously far from Ria's.Olivia stood at the door, halting. She took one rather long look at Ria and proceeded to sigh dramatically. "Oh, Ria, you are really a fashion disaster, do you know that?" she asked her before she shook her head in disappointment.Ria, who was used to being chided by Olivia about that, simply asked, "What is wrong with my outfit this time?""You definitely can not go out with me looking like that," Olivia declared before grabbing her wrist. "Urm, why?" Ria frowned."You, Ria, are the star of the show. My friends are all waiti
"I only just wanted to invite you to a picnic dear sister," Olivia said sweetly.Ria frowned and stared at her sister with brows that were raised high on her forehead in question. "A picnic?""Yes," Olivia said before clasping both of her hands together. Ria instantly thought that she was being really suspicious. "Why?""Well," she began. "I may have publicly bragged a little to my friends about how my dear sister is married to Adrian Blake.""And so?" "They did not believe me and so they dared me to bring you over." Olivia sighed, her expression pleading. Ria felt torn between decisions."I will just need you to come with me, just this one time. Please?"Ria’s eyes narrowed into slits. "And why should I?" She asked because she needed a solid reason to say yes. She could not get over all of the things that Olivia had done to her these past few days.Olivia pouted. "Oh, come on now Ria. This is so important to me. You do not have to be so difficult about it please," she snapped at
Olivia was stretched out lazily on the large but soft bed with her famous satisfied smile playing on her red lips. She had been clad in the warmth of Adrian’s arms all throughout the night. It had been a comfort and also a reminder that she was exactly where she belonged, by his side. Olivia was assured that though Ria still held the nonsensical title of Mrs. Blake, she had already taken her place in reality.She sat upright with a big yawn and reached for her phone which was lying on the nightstand.She unlocked it and punched in a series of numbers. Then she dialed the number. The call had barely even rang twice before it was answered by a female."Is everything ready?" she asked her while keeping her voice low."Yes, ma’am," the lady responded on the other end. "I have made all the necessary arrangements for it to go smoothly."A smirk instantly spread slowly across Olivia’s face at her words of assurance. "That is good. I want you to make sure that there are no mistakes whatso