Without the context of what we’d just heard, I was sure this office would look like a game of freeze tag. No one moved or breathed, including Amy and myself. But not Lucius, of course.“Are you being paid to be nosy?” he asked, clearly in a foul mood.No one answered him. Amy just shrugged and stared at the floor. The place was as still as a desert.“Get moving!” he barked.At that, everyone jumped, including me. Tom and Savannah rushed back to their desks, Amy ran off somewhere far from to put distance between herself and our boss, and the noise returned to the floor. I could hear the beginnings of phone calls and the frantic clicking of keyboards in the distance. I wanted to flee my spot too, but Lucius’s focus was entirely on me.“Come to my office,” he demanded before turning and walking away.I had no choice but to follow him to his office. Lucius’s behavior left me bewildered. That feeling didn’t leave as I entered his office and saw him leaning against his desk, arms cross
My heart sank. It was painfully obvious that to Lucius, I was just a challenge, and that he wanted to get me back in his bed. To me, though, sadly, he was more than that. But still, I wouldn’t let him win.“And why should I care?” I shrugged, feigning indifference.“Excuse me?” he snapped, offended.“Why should I care who you have fun with out there? Do you have a leash around your neck, and am I supposed to have you trained? This isn’t real. You’re free to sleep with whoever you want. Or are you saying that if I asked you to keep it exclusive, you’d actually respect that?”My audacity seemed to throw him off more than I expected. I saw a flicker of confusion in Lucius’s eyes, sparking a thousand thoughts in my naive heart. If we came to an agreement to be lovers, but exclusive lovers, maybe… just maybe… something more could come from it, right? Like feelings, and maybe even more. Something real.“If your intention is for us to be exclusive, you could just say so, and I’d know whe
Out of all the mysteries Lucius presented to me, the one involving his relationship with Amelia gnawed at my insides the most. How could it not, with those two looking at each other with such blatant loathing? What was with the strange reactions my stepmother had around him? And what was with that undisguised hatred my fake fiancé showed towards her?“Amelia, that’s a bit out of line. Lucius and I are getting married. He’ll be part of *our* family,” I interjected.“Marianne, what are you doing here? I didn’t know you were here…” Amelia stammered, smoothing her dress, clearly uncomfortable.“She works here. What are you talking about? The one who shouldn’t be in this office is you. Who let you in?” Lucius retorted sharply.This was a side of Lucius I’d come to recognize. He could be incredibly charming, but also incredibly unpleasant when he wanted to be. Right now, he was being the latter. Then again, he always was when dealing with Amelia.“This used to be my husband’s office. Yo
“I told you how Amelia acts weird around Lucius and vice versa. They’re talking in his office right now, so I left my phone behind with the voice recorder on” I said, feeling proud.Jenna didn’t share my enthusiasm about my brilliant plan. Quite the opposite.“They’re still acting strange? Do you think they had an affair?”I almost spat out my coffee. I looked at Jenna, disgust written all over my face. Lucius and Amelia? Together?“What kind of affair?” I asked, pretending I didn’t understand what she meant.“Well… your stepmother is very attractive and has kept herself in great shape for her age. And Lucius is a womanizer, as far as we know. Maybe they reconnected by chance, and that’s where the tension comes from. What else could it be?”“No… that can’t be true.”“Why not? Do you trust either of them to be ethical?”The truth was, I didn’t. It wouldn’t be a shock if Amelia, being the witch that she was, had cheated on my father. I didn’t see her as decent enough not to have
“I’m holding you responsible for something you know you’re responsible for. You’re a smart girl. What are you doing bruising the ego of a weak man like Andrew? Focus your efforts on solidifying your marriage to Lucius,” he advised.I didn’t know what hurt more—my father talking about my love life like it was just another business deal, or him only giving me this much attention because of Lucius. Before Lucius, it was because of Andrew. It was always about some man, never about me, his daughter.“That’s exactly what I’m doing. So maybe you should ask your other daughter to focus her efforts on keeping her fiancé in check. Andrew’s not my problem anymore,” I argued.My father sneered cruelly.“Aren’t you grateful for that? You should be. Andrew’s a spent resource. His betrayal led you to someone better. Play your cards right.”“What are you talking about, Dad?” I asked, confused. “Isn’t Andrew your prized shareholder? Your beloved protégé? Where’s this coming from?”“He stopped bei
Time seemed to fly when you had a million things to do. That was precisely how it felt, being the unwilling maid of honor for my ex and my sister’s wedding. The biggest challenge I faced now was finding a church for their ceremony. Amanda, of course, was impossible to please. Even with less than a month until the wedding, she still couldn’t make up her mind.It wasn’t just me saying that—we were currently walking down the aisle of my last option, the cathedral in the neighboring city. Amelia and Amanda were walking ahead of me, and I could hear their ridiculous complaints.“Doesn’t it look a bit old, Mom? I want something more modern,” my half-sister complained, arm linked with my stepmother’s.“You can’t ask a cathedral to be more modern. But yes, we will need to do a lot of work to bring it up to our standards. How’s the choir here, Marianne?” Amelia turned to ask me.“It’s available on the wedding date. They’re well respected in the city,” I replied.“Isn’t it too small, though
This was my moment. It had finally arrived.“Andrew’s habits haven’t changed? Don’t tell me that,” I said, feigning the deepest sympathy.“What do you mean, his habits?” she asked, sounding alarmed.“Well… his addiction to… other women,” I said, feigning hurt. “I remember… finding various items like the one you mentioned in his game room too. Where exactly is this nursing room in the apartment?”That question was the final blow for Amanda. She didn’t know that I knew what she had done. I was several steps ahead of her. But Amanda wouldn’t give up so easily, even if she thought the man she was about to marry was cheating on her. By the way, before Amanda, I never suspected Andrew had cheated on me. I was making everything up.“Oh, the item I mentioned? It has nothing to do with what you’re implying. Now that I think about it, it must have been a misunderstanding. Andrew is the most attentive, respectful, and considerate man with me,” she defended herself.“I can imagine, especiall
It had to be the wine making me feel anxious to know where Lucius was. I grabbed my phone, lay down on my new sofa, and set my glass on the floor. I kicked off my sandals and called him. This was the first time I’d dared to call him—if it were up to him, it would never happen.The phone rang and rang, but he didn’t answer…Until he did. The sound of the call being picked up sent me into the clouds. Maybe it was just the alcohol. I tried to speak first, but no words came out. I didn’t know what to say.“Who is this?”I crashed back down to the hard ground. That wasn’t Lucius’s voice. It was a woman’s voice.“This is Marianne. I want to talk to Lucius. Is he there?” I said, trying to sound firm.“And who’s Marianne?” the woman questioned again.“His... fiancée.”My shaky response was met with laughter. The mocking laughter of this unknown woman who had answered his phone.“Sure, of course,” she said and hung up.My shock faded quickly. I reached out to find my glass and drained