"We then expose his immoral conduct to the media, to the rest of his company partners, and to the entire globe, striking where it hurts the most," I said in a low, calculated voice. I will make sure that everyone knows if what a worthless CEO he is. The night is cold and silent as I poured another wine on my glass. I'm in my work room, with the lights dimmed but not completely off. A small desk lamp hangs above my head, illuminating an old notebook where I put my initial revenge plan. "It's really funny how I once loved you dearly, Lucas. But here I am now planning how to make you fall," I whispered and then took another sip of wine. For a few moments I found myself staring at the photo of Lucas with his mistress and daughter. Not a day goes by that I don't feel pain whenever I remember the situation where I saw with my own eyes that they were doing something obscene. Those days it was as if my world had collapsed and trampled my entire being. I never lacked my love for him,
I knew it was time as I kept staring at the computer screen, which cast an eerie light of blue in the dark room with its glow. This is the time of my first step for my revenge on the man who crushed me so much. If he thinks that I will just let everything happen, he is wrong, because I will use what I found out about his company to bring him down little by little. I was going to make use of the details I had obtained as a weapon tonight to get back at him. I signed into the anonymous email account I had created just for this purpose with shaky fingers. I typed in the subject of the email the words... 'No Secret That Is Unrevealed' As I connected the files holding all the damaging information—the unpaid debts, the fraudulent loans, and the approaching bankruptcy, a smirk formed on my lips. If Lucas thinks that the stench of his company will remain in it, he is wrong. I will not allow his other work colleagues to be fooled by him and be included in his sinking. After I was sure
I opened the heavy door of Romeo's Night Club and I was greeted by the dizzying light here that changes color. This is the only place where I can get drunk and for a moment forget all the pain I feel. When I entered, I immediately looked for a seat and immediately ordered one of their strongest wines. I need it, so I can release all my resentment towards Lucas. "Here's your drink, Ma'am." "Thanks..." A mass of bodies filled the dance floor as they moved in time to the seductive beat. Couples danced together as I watched, their murmured conversations and giggles filling the air. It was a painful reminder of everything I had lost as well as the love that had failed me. I felt the vibration of my cellphone in my pouch. When I picked it up I saw Dylan's name on the screen. I thought for a few seconds before deciding to answer his call. "Hello, Dianna? You said you came home early to—" "Wait, where are you?" "Dianna, are you alright?" With a heavy heart I responded to his que
"What are you doing here?!" I stood up from my seat. "You're not what I need," Lucas said emphatically to Dylan. "How did you get in here?" Instead of answering me, he threw a doll on my table, with messy hair, broken hands and feet and a scary face. "Did you send that to Roxanne?!" I closed my office door. Dylan and I looked at each other, I told him that the other day. "Hold on, Lucas..." "Why do you always blame me? At first it was about what was happening in your company. And now this?" "Why not? You have plenty of reasons to do all that." "Oh, it's good and you know that you owe me a lot. But I'll tell you again, Lucas. I'm not sending anything like that to you." His jaw clenched. "I just don't want to know that you have a plan for everything that happens to us. Because of that doll, Roxanne almost put our daughter into danger." The anger he had was clear in my eyes. My forehead furrowed, pain crawled through my heart. "Alright! What if it's me, what are you going
"Open the brown envelope first." I looked at Dylan for a moment before I opened what he taught. "These are the bits of information I've accumulated. I have grounds to assume Lucas has been dodging taxes for years, as it appears he has taken part in some suspicious financial activities." I read some of the documents. After just a few minutes, I let him open another envelope and he took out the pictures contained in it one by one. I saw the pictures—a lavish display of luxury and excess—that captured events from Lucas's expensive vacation. I didn't even know about them even when we were together. I just realized how good he is at hiding his secrets. Dylan and I looked at each other again, but I immediately avoided mine as well. "Although some of the information is not new to us, what is important in this instance is that we already have evidence." "This is really unbelievable! I'm sure he wouldn't want these things he's hiding to explode." "We can all use that, but it's up to
Dylan and I were both sitting in a cozy cafe near the front of our company. Although we both had a cup of coffee in front of us, I did not plan to taste it because my heart might beat faster. The surroundings were warm and welcoming, the ambiance. The atmosphere was filled with the smells of roasted coffee beans and sweet breads. But despite its beauty, I can't stop my mind traveling back to the past. "Have you seen that flower I gave you?" he asked me first. His voice was calm, matching the simple smile on his lips. I swallowed and then nodded to him. "Ahm, y-yes. By the way, thank you." His eyes sparkled after I said that. He moved his chair closer to the table between us. "Dianna, those flowers mean a lot to me. I know you are not numb enough to not notice." I met his gaze, whispering to myself that it's better that he would not continue what he was going to say. "Dianna, I am falling for you. I thought it would pass. I thought it's just a simple affection after seein
"I know how hurt you are because of Lucas. What if we make him jealous. I'm sure he'll go crazy when he sees that you've actually moving on." It was one of the ways I tried to avoid choosing, but when Dylan mentioned it to me, I admitted that I liked the idea of hurting Lucas. I thought about the times when I almost killed myself. The nights that instead of sleeping I cry. I leaned back in the chair and this time I drank a little of the coffee. "You are really willing to be my rebound, Dylan? Are you out of your mind?" He nodded at me. "Yes. If that's one of the ways for you to move on quickly." I was deep in thought as I looked at the transparent window of my office. I can't get rid of the conversation Dylan and I had, especially my consent to it. I walked back and forth several times, while my hands rubbed my arms. I was restless, wondering if I had made the right decision. "Ma'am?" I turned to my door where my secretary was peeking. "Someone wants to talk to you. His
My heart was gasping with a range of feelings as I entered the cold courtroom. Today, Lucas and I will finally end the marriage that I thought would be filled with love, but it turned out to be filled with betrayal. As I looked on the other side, I saw my ex-husband's arm wrapped around his affair waist. I feel my blood boil with disgust and I want to pummel them into a pulp. By my side is Dylan who insisted on accompanying me here, even though I told him that I can control my feelings no matter what I see, but now I am grateful and I let him accompany me, because if he isn't there, I didn't know if I can really keep on standing here while seeing those person who are still the reason why I am hurting. "I'm just here." He gently caressed my hand. I smiled at him so he wouldn't think too much of me. As we sat prior to the judge, the courtroom filled with anticipation. The proceedings started, but I was distracted. I can't help but think that this is it. My ex-husband will ne
I don't know exactly how I will feel. My cheeks were wet when I stopped my car in the garage of the house. It took a long time before I got out of here because until now I feel like heaven and earth have thrown me down. I washed my face. I couldn't stop crying especially since Dylan was completely gone from me, he didn't even know that we were going to have our first baby. I know it's all my fault why he broke up with me. I can't blame him for that. Even if I want to follow him to Hong Kong, I don't want to be selfish again. Maybe it would be better if he was far away from me for now so he wouldn't get hurt anymore. My shoulders slumped as I stepped into the front door of the house. I opened it, then hit the light switch. My eyes rolled, my lips parted and it trembled again when I saw who the man was standing there, holding flowers, while he opened one of his arms. "D-Dylan!" I ran towards him and then hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry...I'm really sorry. P-Please, don't le
I took a deep breath, as I decided to call him. It is just so stupid of me to believe that I can handle the fact that I will no longer have someone like Dylan Rios in my life. But then, despite the multiple attempts to call him, I didn't get a chance to reach him again. It was a night filled with remorse. I was leaning on the end of my bed with a box on top of my thigh where Dylan and I kept some of our photos that we had taken in New York and other countries where we had vacationed. In a cemetery where my unborn child is buried in, I put down my head and slowly caresses his tombstone. Sadness drew in my heart. "Sorry baby..." "Your Mom had been a monster. I'm a fool to think that you'll be proud of me in heaven. Maybe you're already embarrassing me there." I laughed bitterly, while I can feel the corner of my eyes hiding a tears older. "Your father hurt me so much, and the pain he inflicted on me grew into anger, and those emotions turned me into something I didn't want to
"Am I really the one in your heart or it is still your ex-husband?" he asked me sadly. "Dylan, it's true—" His shoulder went down and wiped his tear-soaked cheek. "I promised you that I will support you in everything, that I will not leave you." I see the pain the way he looked at me. He knew how much my heart was broken—he saw my scars yet he still tried to comfort me. But I am the one who is hurting the person who saved me. "A-And I'm really sorry, Dianna..." Another tear fell from my eyes. I held him in his arms again. "Sorry because I can't fulfill my promise anymore. I love you so much, you know that. But it hurts so much." "It's painful to see that the person you love still can't completely forget the man who just hurt him. It's painful to love a woman who doesn't seem to be done loving the first man she loved more than me." "It's hard to compete. It's so damn hard, Dianna." "N-No, Dylan..." I hugged him tightly, and I felt his shoulders tremble. "Let's stop making t
I continued to made them suffered. Every day my tiredness is relieved whenever I hear about them having difficulties.From a nice house to a cheap motel they are living. But of all the things that happened to them, the news that Roxanne stole something from a popular shop is the one I will never forget. Those are just some of the evidences that they are really suffering. "Nanny, who is that?" I asked, after I came out of my work office in my house and heard some yelling. "Ma'am, there are two people that are struggling to talk to." My forehead furrowed. I glanced at the watch on my hand. It's nine o'clock in the evening. "Alright, nanny. I'll take care of it." I walked towards the door and found Lucas and Roxanne still arguing. "What are you doing here? It's late at night, aren't you ashamed of my neighbors and you're still fighting here?" "I told you, Lucas. We shouldn't be coming here! Do you think this woman can help us, especially since she's the cause of all the troubl
I'm on my way to my company. Today I plan to focus on my important meetings with new investors. I glanced at my watch again, there was probably an hour left before I got to the company.When I returned my gaze to the road again, my driving slowed down as I noticed the crowd and the traffic on the other side of the road."What's up?" I whispered to myself. I opened the window and then I saw a familiar car. It was Lucas' prized possession, a symbol of his former wealth. I put my car aside for a moment then watched Lucas fight the repo man. His face was red with anger, his voice was so high pitched that even birds flew away.He was gesturing wildly at the car, clearly desperate to stop it from being taken away. I couldn't stop laughing at what I was seeing now. The man who used to be in the news because of the achievements he received is now laughed at. Deciding to have a little fun, I got out of the car and approached the crowd. "What's — Oh, Lucas Rodriguez, is that you?" I
"To what do I owe this unexpected visit?" I met his dark look at me. I am sure he's here to urge with me again. "You are really collecting sins, Dianna. You're the reason why we're suffering today!" he said softly but firmly then held me tightly by my arm. "Let go of me, Lucas," I ordered him threateningly, but he didn't listen. "Don't you have a conscience, huh? Because of what you are doing, our daughter is also suffering." I gritted my teeth, because he didn't want to let me go, so I was the one who removed his hand from my arm. "Ah, it's so surprising that you know that word. Why, Lucas? Do you have a conscience for everything you did to me? You hadn't, so why would I give you the quiet and happy life you want if you didn't let me to have it?" "The tables have already turned. Don't you like your situation now, it's your time to shine." "I'm not kidding, Dianna." My left eyebrow rose. "Oh, why? Who said we're joking here, Lucas? We're not." I saw how his jaw darkened, the
"Mommy, mommy, I'm hungry!" I heard Reanna's cry from the speaker. I leaned back in my swivel chair and continued watching. I feel a little bad for Reanna, though I know that she doesn't have any bad things to do with me, she needs to suffer also because she's the daughter of those people who make me suffer first also. "Reanna, don't annoy me, okay? I told you to go to the kitchen. Open the refrigerator and find anything to eat there!" Reanna started to throw a tantrum."Roxanne, what's going on?" As I started to heard Lucas voice on the record, I feel more the excitement within me. "Your daughter keeps crying. Come on!" The camera feed was briefly cut off and only resumed when it covered their kitchen. I watched as Roxanne opened their refrigerator. I watched her reaction, as she saw nothing but an empty fridge, there's no even a single food there. "Shit! Lucas!" she exclaimed, like the only hope she has, even disappeared. "Lucas, come here!""Roxanne, can't you see I'm still loo
A new day greeted me. I hold in my hand the two folders where Lucas's work that should be finished is placed. It was only a few steps before I could give it to him when I saw Roxanne. "Where is that girl of yours?!" "Roxanne, don't make a scandal here." I saw how Lucas pull her on the side. I cautiously approached and hid on the side. "And why not? That Dianna is taking you away from me!" Lucas looked around before bowing slightly and approaching Roxanne. "Don't ruin my plan, Roxanne." I leaned against the wall behind me. "Just make sure, Lucas. You wouldn't want me to get mad." Lucas closed his eyes for a moment. "Yes! Just a little more time, I think her heart is really soft for me." "Oh, this! I cooked that." Lucas took it. "Alright, go now! Maybe instead of finishing my plans right away, I'll have to wait a little longer because of your preening." Roxanne glared at him and then he kissed her on the cheek before turning away from her. I was especially hidden from
I broke away for air, my breath hitched and I closed my eyes. And after some seconds our eyes met again, he kissed me deeply and I closed my eyes once more. Our tongues intertwined. The shallow kiss deepened, his body was even closer to me, which is why I was lying on the bed. He kissed me again, but this time I felt his hot tongue inside. The heat I felt flared up even more. "M-May I?" His voice even trembled when he asked me, the way he looked seemed to be asking permission for whatever he was going to do. I smiled at him and then nodded. He took my clothes off as I pulled his shirt over his head. I felt him move underneath me. We were both breathing heavily by the time he rolled us over so that I lay on top and began to fondle my breasts. I moaned and grabbed his back. "I love you, Dianna... I love you so much.." he whispered as his lips touched my neck. "I-I love you too, Dylan," I said as my breathing intensified. I understand Dylan's explanation that he can't give