He came closer to kiss but I avoided it. El took a deep breath and finally left the room. How long will he be able to bear not to persuade me again? He like his father's behavior. I activated the cell phone while charging after he left and soon a notification containing a video message came from Steve. Recording of Anthony crying while talking to a pile of dirt. Your tears may have made the Creator give me a second life, Anthony, but unfortunately, I chose not to be reunited with you. There was a sentence that tickled my ears a little when he said, "Now, I don't want you to wake up again Leah, I will come to meet you in our new house, here. I'm afraid if you live as young as Edel. Yes, Edel is my son's secretary, She's like you, dear. Her body and movements are very similar. If only her face wasn't full of black spots, maybe she would be like you." But the next sentence challenged me to try. He continued, "I will make El marry that girl, she will be able to guide El. Just like I wa
I walked towards the park to win my thoughts. Their two children were not at home. Neither El nor Britney. They don't seem like a complete family. Anthony, their father was busy with the grave of regret, while their mother was busy with the inner suffering she had felt for years. My prayers have been answered, sincere love will never be replaced. The thousand ways you try to attract him will never make him stay by your side Natalie. You are far behind, Natalie, by a long way. You are competing with an uninhabited tomb. "Egrremm." I was startled when the sound of a man clearing his throat behind me, reminded me of Liam. A kind handsome man, oh yes, where is he now? I turned around and saw him. "Sir," I said, he smiled awkwardly. I didn't hear the sound of the car, it turned out he had gone home and was still wearing the same clothes. "El didn't ask you out?" he said. "Um, I--I don't want to," I said as I stood facing him who was walking towards me. His eyes couldn't escape looking
Back in the office, El smiled at me. He must have felt that I was acting smart and confident. His performance is getting worse where his father is. After the meeting was over and all the participants put forward various arguments protesting El's report. We had a lecture by Anthony for one hour. Anthony always pays attention to me, he teaches me again in his old way. I was carried away and I hoped he wouldn't see the doubt in my eyes, but even then he couldn't recognize me with just a look. "So, who did you study with, darling?" El asked when we were in his room."You want to make fun of me again, let's now work and fix it," I said and he chuckled softly. I don't want him to behave the same way as his father who wanted to fuck him indoors. But even then, Anthony did that only with me, when he was with me. "Oh yes, El, is your company data always monitored by your father, I mean synchronizing reports," I asked. "Not really, reports like that will be checked manually and if there are
His eyes pierced into mine. He wanted to recognize me through my eyes. "I need you to finish some of this paperwork, come here, sit next to me." Oh my God! I was forced to stand up, try to stay calm, and sit next to him. His perfume hasn't changed, he's still the Anthony I know. He opened the file and a row of large numbers appeared. "Finish, what should be done according to what I taught you earlier, I want to see you." Deja vu, all the words he said when I first worked with him. Became his wife and secretary. I dared to turn to him and explain, "Sorry, sir, do I have to do this because my job is not to make financial reports? I'm just helping El to—" He looked at me like he looked at Leah. I smiled, unlike Leah who always looked at him timidly or lovingly or even always furious, at all his behavior. "What for?" "Um, too—" His face came closer, looking at my face very carefully. My head moved back and one of his hands pulled my waist until the distance between us was eroded. I
All the food ordered by Anthony was ready to be served on the table, as was my order. That is very tempting and will make my mouth water if I keep looking at it. "You ordered too much food, sir." I said. "You don't want to try it, it's all delicious." "Oh yes," My chance to taste my favorites. In silence, he continued to watch until finally, he said, "It turns out you're not her." I stopped chewing and looked at him. "Sorry, who do you mean?" "My wife, she is like you but not at all. You are too elegant because you come from a rich family." You were deceived by my dear ex. I'm elegant because Nicholo's sister taught me how to behave. ("Straighten your back, Leah! Take food little by little with a fork, not a spoon, so it's more elegant, not greedy." ) She could change me into someone else that Anthony or even Natalie didn't know. "Your wife? Isn't she an elegant woman, she's beautiful and you're certainly proud to have her." I said to describe about Natalie. He smiled faintly,
I have repaired my old house, which was damaged and neglected, to the way it was when I lived with Nicholo last year. The appearance is the same as the old appearance. Maybe Anthony would be surprised if he would come here. I stopped in front of the door of the house, tears fell from my eyes as I slowly opened the door. As if seeing old memories of me, Mom, Dad, and my sister, we are chatting and laughing in the family room. My feet stepped further to stand in front of my bedroom door. Entering it I remember these old memories, memories where he and I made love for the first time. *** "I never thought that you would want to stay overnight and people say that husband and wife will be more intimate with a small bed. We are not a normal couple to use a bed like that. I regret not buying a new one." He chuckled and put his towel on my dressing table then jumped onto the bed and lay down right in the middle, look how he can be so ignorant. "Hey, this is my room and you're boarding. Can
I arrived at Anthony's house first. My hair was wet and didn't have time to dry it. As I climbed the stairs, Natalie's voice greeted me, "Hi Edel, where have you been? El was looking for you earlier and now he's gone." She walked down the stairs passing me. "Oh, I went somewhere and got lost—" I said. "And your hair is wet, have you been caught in the rain, but it's not the rainy season." "Um, this is because someone threw water and it hit me. Therefore, I changed clothes and—" My conversation was stopped when the sound of the house door opening and closing loudly. Natalie's eyes looked sharply at Anthony and then at me. Is she suspicious, I'm playing with her husband. "You just came home, which is unusual." "Um, sorry, I'll go to my room first," I said, avoiding their argument which might get heated. "And you don't usually ask what time I come home." "And it's very coincidental that you and Edel only took a short time to enter the house." My feet stopped walking, my body turn
I got out of the swimming pool, walked towards the kitchen and there was Natalie there smiling sarcastically at me. "After finding out that my husband's office is big and magnificent, are you so tempted to enjoy all his wealth, young lady?" She railed me while sipping her drink. Her eyes continued to focus on me, and the corners of her lips turned upwards. I grinned slightly and took a drink of water and drank it until it was finished. "You know Madam, sometimes there are people who are afraid of losing their wealth rather than their life partner. Because wealth is the most important thing for them. So, are you afraid of losing your husband or your husband's property?" "You're very presumptuous to talk like that. I didn't expect that a kitten that was helpless when helped could bite so sharply." "Oh, I'm not like that. I just took advantage of a situation where taking refuge with someone in power would make me safe and oh yes, someone once told me, 'You already have everything, wh
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
Steve left me alone at his house because he was taking care of something he was hiding from me. He shouldn't be able to hide anything from me anymore. While he was away, I searched his entire house. One by one I entered the rooms. All the rooms look ordinary and there is no luxury in them. There was a cupboard filled with old clothes, probably belonging to his parents. I climbed the stairs, and at the top two rooms were facing each other. One room is locked while the other is not. This unlocked room is wider than the room downstairs. Oh yeah, will I sleep in his room later? There is nothing here and it is clean and well maintained. The bed is neatly made and smells good. Again I stood in front of this locked room. My curious soul couldn't be stopped again, I looked for a gap to open this door. Finally, the door opened and I saw a row of pistols neatly lined up. From the smallest to the largest guns. Does he have a collection of items like this, legal or illegal? He is too mysteriou
"Thank you, if you need anything I will help you, Madam," "Just call me Leah, we look the same age, don't we?" I said while hugging her. "Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to call you that because Steve's grandmother said you were the boss's wife," he answered while glancing at Steve. I shook my head. "Oh, not anymore, we're just exes," I confirmed to her. She is a good girl and could be a new friend for me. She is also polite, and able to keep her distance from Steve. Unlike other women who feel close to male friends, they don't care about the man's lover. I haven't declared him a girlfriend yet. But this girl said that you have made up. What are they talking about me? The car started driving again, his gaze was still looking forward then turned to me as he kissed my hand and then stroked it gently with his thumb. "So, what are your plans next?" "Imprisoned Mr. Theo for attempted murder at the hospital." "Whose murder?" "You forget if someone covered your face with a pillow and that w
I took a deep breath, sticking out my tongue to wet my lips which felt numb. Nestled in Steve's large arms, he waited patiently for my answer. "I—" stammered, looking into his dark eyes, I forgot what vocabulary I wanted to put together into a sentence."I don't want you to be stressed, or depressed because of the endless demands. Always asking for proof and you keep covering up the evidence as best you can. Come on, run away from all this, leave everyone who thinks you are evil, and so on. Or, you already love Pedro. You want to marry him?" I saw jealousy in his eyes, but not selfishness. He would want to give in if I asked him to step down and choose Pedro. Am I selfish, if I close my eyes not to care if he already has a girlfriend? Or will I be able to harm him if Pedro wants me later?"How is your lover?" "She's my friend, the one I asked to pretend." My eyes widened and he smiled. He has made me gawk a lot at his quite annoying behavior. Since last night I felt like a miserable
I laughed when he asked for a second chance. While he said he was heartbroken and now has a girlfriend, it will be my question that demands him. "Steve, yesterday your grandmother said you were heartbroken and now you have a girlfriend. Then, after seeing me, you want a second chance. All of that was a big surprise to me." "I need someone to erase you from my brain. An aggressive woman who might make me forget everything." Aggressive woman? "I need to calm myself down so that my life can be normal and not force myself to have you. I still can't. As long as you are still breathing, you are the one I always want. Not your body, I want to protect you, I love you like Mr. Anthony can't give me that to you. I want to be a loyal man like you want." I was silent, watching his serious face. I don't want to interrupt, I just want to judge whether what he said is trustworthy or just a figure of speech. "My father once said, 'I feel sorry for Azalea, that woman is very innocent and loves he
Coming here actually made Steve's grandmother busy, she made my favorite corn soup. While talking about Steve, who she said was heartbroken. Where does she know? Did Steve call her? Usually, grandsons would not say personal things openly. Don't let this woman suddenly hate me because of me if she finds out that I hurt her grandson. "Does he still work for you?" She asked. She handed me the soup that was ready to be served on the dining table. How do I explain all our problems? Since that night, he no longer contacted me. He doesn't have any work at the office so there's no reason for me to communicate with him anymore. "Not anymore grandma, he probably already has a new job," I said, reflexively and brought the soup to the dining table. I can't possibly answer the truth. Dumping a man who has been good to me all this time just because he slept with my enemy. That's how evil a woman is, she can steal the man her friend loves because of his wealth or feel disgusted if the man she's b
I'm not an innocent woman who doesn't know anything about wanting a man to approach me like this. Moreover, his eyes kept looking at my lips. In my mind two sides were colliding, one wanted to immediately feel his lips, and one side wanted me to survive and avoid. "Do you want to feel and differentiate the touch of a young man's lips that are still fresh, not wrinkled," he said, the tips of our lips slightly touching each other. His fresh-smelling breath made me fall asleep, disturbing the calm of my subconscious. I tried to hold on, when the tip of his nose played between mine, rubbing gently. "I've felt kisses from many men, both ordinary, extraordinary, young and old. I'm not curious about how it feels, young man—" I said while gently pushing his chest away from me. But he insisted on going forward, holding my hand which was removing it from his chest. With a quick movement, he grabbed my waist and brought me onto his lap. Oh, God! He even dared to pull the hem of my dress down