Luke's POV
After the night with Isabella, I stayed with her in her place, until mid-day the next day before finally returning home to Scarlett again.
"Where have you been?"
"What have you been doing?"
"Who have you been with?" Questions I expected her to ask me the moment I stepped into the house.
But no, the woman said nothing. She did not ask me any questions and I was very happy inside of me. At least, she is coming to the reality that I don't love her.
If she was smart enough, she would see things and realize the truth on time.
She should know that I loved Amelia more than I loved her. I don't even love her, if there is something I loved about her, it is the fact that she gave me sex, good sex anywhere more than Amelia was willing to give.
"I'm hungry," I told her when I got into the house. I got no r
Luke's POVThe most anticipated day came, finally. I woke up angry and the only person I could vent and rant on was Scarlett. I got up from the bed and my phone beeped. It was a text from Boss. "We deliver by evening, take the morning and afternoon off." It read.I was happy, not too happy because I will eventually take the girls to the airport. However, my day was brightened when I received a text from Isabella. "Again!" I heard myself scream. Does she ever get tired of sex? I thought as I was headed to the bathroom for a bath. Since I had the morning and afternoon off duty, I can go to Isabella's place to spend some time before heading to the warehouse. "I'm hungry," I told Scarlett before going to the bathroom. She nodded, said nothing and left the room. The next thing I heard were sounds coming from the kitchen area. She is cooking, I told myself and made for the bathroom with my towel that is always hanging on the wall. My phone beeped when I was halfway done with my bath.
Ethan's POVThe reaction on Amelia's face when the key and visa was handed to her on her birthday, gave a good feeling. I was happy, too happy that I did not eat the next morning before leaving for work."Thank you," she cried, hugging me. When was the last time we hugged as couples? I wondered, extending the hug just so I could feel more of her.It was for the moment, afterall, I don't know when next we will share a kiss, or a hug as husband and wife."Awww," Pamela screamed. "This is so fine!" She exclaimed. "Touch it already, aunty," she cried, "I want to touch it too."Amelia let out a laugh, "I have almost forgotten how to ride a car," she said and headed to the new lady. "It's beautiful," I heard her tell Pamela, she turned to look at me and I looked away immediately.Without wasting time, she hopped in on the car, Pamela took a seat
Amelia's POV"What did you say?""I'm serious, Amelia," Ethan answered.My tone was unusually different and there was shock written all over my face,Pamela walked in on us, asking after what happened. "It's okay," I told her and she left the scene again, going back to the kitchen to continue with the cooking."Human trafficking," Ethan said, this time he brought his voice lower than normal just so Pamela does not hear anything and shoots more questions at us."Jeez!""I don't know yet," he said this time, sitting up on the couch. "It's just what my men and I think it is. We are not certain, not yet.""I understand," I nodded.Ethan walked into the house that night, "I've got news from you," he told me. Initially, I imagined it was an update on my flight to Spain and got excited
Amelia's POVIt was a good thing to hear the approval of Pamela's trip with me to Spain, from the mouth of her mother.Perhaps, Pamela has been telling the granny something about me that made her approve immediately, I should ask Pamela.No, I won't."She is cute," I told Ethan when we got back that evening. The old woman gave fresh flowers to me from her garden, "this is all I have to give to you, Amelia," she referred to me by my name, for the first time since we arrived.I was careful enough to hold the bouquet with care, I wanted them in the centre of the living room."How did it go?" Ethan asked when we returned. He surprised Pamela and I with dinner."What did you cook, uncle?" Pamela asked, watching him walk out of the kitchen, holding two plates."I ordered, actually," he confessed, placing the pla
Amelia's POV"Luke," I heard myself mutter, although I knew he didn't hear me say his name.He was dressed in a jean trouser and wore a hoodie. It almost felt like I perceived the smell of his perfumes, although I didn't. The memories were only racing in my head.He was far from where I sat. I looked at him carefully, recalling what Ethan had told me_the news Matthew and the rest of the men gave to him days ago in his office.He was with a girl, I noticed for the first time since I was staring. Who is she? I wondered, recalling the fact that the young man may be into human trafficking._girls trafficking.What on earth does he do it for? I thought, my eyes still on him. I brought out my phone to quickly take a picture when someone tapped me."Do you know him?" It was Pamela's voice. I turned to look at her,
Scarlett's POVThings went from bad to worse in the house I live with Luke. I no longer have a say in my house, I am scared to do anything again as the woman of the house.The last time Luke left the house, he came back two days later. I called his lines over and over again, afraid of something bad happening to him. If it hasn't happened already.I considered going to the police station to report a missing case to them. I was ready for all their questions_"when was the last time you saw him?" "What was he wearing?" I was ready for them all just to see Luke again. But my conscience wouldn't let me go as I planned, I know very well that the man has gone to one of the women he is seeing. He probably spent two nights in her house, with her on the bed.Whoever Isabella is? I wondered as I sat on the couch, waiting for whatever was going to happen. It is either I see one of the citizens drag Luke's corpse into the compound or he returns from wherever he has gone to. Did he even go to
Ethan's POVIt was good news to me when I heard that my wife, Amelia and the maid, Pamela, were successfully conveyed to Spain. Although, no conversations have been held since the day they left the house via phone calls.We only talked via WhatsApp texts and never over the phone. I, myself, have become too busy at the office with my work. My pocket is almost drained, the expenses made for the leave of my wife, the car and the visa I prepared for her trip in advance.Including the house in Spain, the apartment was worth it but too expensive, almost costlier than my mansion here in New York. I am not too worried, though. I am certain that they are safer in Spain than here in New York.On the day they left, I received a new while at the office.Amelia saw Luke.Again! I heard myself scream back at her over the phone, I was shocked
"I'll be back," I threw my words at Scarlett who did not even bother to look or nod at me. It was very obvious that she was still surprised at me over nights ago. What is so surprising in what I did? I collected something rightfully mine, by force. It is no big deal, I wondered, opening the door of my car and hopping in, almost immediately.It was the evening of that day, I returned from work and left the house again. I was on my way to the mall. I should let Scarlett do it but I don't want her touching my money anymore, neither do I want her to be seen walking that way.I noticed she stopped walking properly ever since that night. I expected such, she obviously was in no mood to be touched that night, and her neck.Her neck still has a mark on it, slightly reddish and at the same time, brown. The neighbours will definitely question her if they saw her in such a mess, and Scarlett on the other hand, can not tell a lie."Good day," I reached the mall, greeted the man at the gate while