Bryan's POV My blood boiled with rage as I paced back and forth in the hallway, my footsteps echoing loudly in the empty corridor.“Why?” I asked, my mind trying to make sense of what I just saw. “Just why? Wasn't she getting all that she needed from me?” As I paced, I could feel the anger pulsing through my veins, my heart pounding like a drumbeat. "How could she do this?" I muttered to myself, my mind a swirl of thoughts. "How could Emelda betray me like this?"The pictures and video I had received on stage was the anonymous source still fresh in my mind, the words he or she typed glued to my memory. I looked at the pictures again, my heart in my chest breaking into pieces all over again. I couldn't believe that the woman I loved, the woman I had given my heart to, could be so deceitful, yet look innocent. "How could she do this to me?" I whispered, the words spilling from my lips like poison. "I thought I knew her. I thought I could trust her."My heart ached with betrayal, th
Emelda's POV My heart pounded in my chest as I raced out of the event hall and through the hallways, searching frantically for Bryan. I felt nauseated as I increased my pace, but I didn't stop. I had to find him, and had to know what was happening. Just when I stopped to catch my breath after a ten minute futile search I finally spotted him, standing alone at the top of a hallway. He looked like a statue, his body rigid with anger.Without hesitating, I climbed up the steps, my mind determined to find answers. "Bryan," I called out, my voice hoarse with emotion. "What's the matter hun."He didn't move, his eyes fixed on the window ahead."Who is he, Emelda?" Bryan finally uttered, his voice like a knife in the dark and his eyes red with fury. "Who is the man in the video? What does he have that you would throw everything away for him?"I shook my head in confusion, “What man, what vi…” Before I could even finish my sentence, Bryan grabbed my arm, his grip like iron as he pulled
Cassandra's POV My lips curved into a sly smile as I locked eyes with Emelda across the dinner party. She looked radiant in her gown, her face a picture of joy and love. Little did she know, I had a special surprise planned for her tonight.I held the phone in my hand, the videos ready to be sent at the click of a button.The eagerness to see the outcome of my plans unfold was almost overwhelming, a buzzing energy that made my skin tingle.Emelda would never see it coming. She would be devastated, destroyed, and Bryan? He would be furious, heartbroken, and then I would have my opening, a way to get close to Bryan.Letting out a soft breath, I shifted my focus from Emelda and Bryan to my surroundings. The hall was beautifully decorated to the teeth. Everything screamed luxury. The grandeur of the hall was breathtaking, the glittering lights and opulent decor a testament to the wealth and power of the Rodriguez family. It was almost a pity that Bryan's effort towards this perfect w
Emelda's POV.My head throbbed with a dull ache as I squinted against the bright light streaming through the window. It seemed like I had just woken up from a deep slumber of three to five days. "Where am I?" I wondered, my heart racing as I darted my eyes from our corner of the strange room to the other. The room was really unfamiliar, the air stale and dusty, and the walls barely covered with worn out paints already falling off from the wall. I tried to remember what had happened, but my memories were fuzzy, fragmented by the haze of the night before.Slowly, I tried to sit up from the bed but my head spun so badly that I stumbled back to the bed. I rested for a while before pulling myself back up again, this time, despite the headache, I was successful. My stomach clenched with fear as I began to pace the room, my fingers grasping at my hair as I searched for clues, for anything that might explain where I was and how I had gotten there.But the room was bare, the furniture sp
Cassandra's POV My heart danced with excitement as I helped Bryan to my bed, his body heavy and uncoordinated from the alcohol.I smiled, reveling in the control I had over him, the power I held in my hands. This is just what I wanted. Bryan helpless in my hands."Let's get you comfortable," I murmured, stretching my hungry fingers over his body as I began to unbutton his shirt. Bryan watched me with heavy-lidded eyes, his gaze unfocused and hazy as I slipped off his dress, his body bare before me.“Oh my!” I gasped. Bryan was still in top shape, in fact in better shape than when I left. His arms and chest were firm and muscular. As I gaze at his bare body savaging every corner with my eyes, I ran my fingers across the hairs on his chest. Overwhelmed by the hormones already coursing through my veins, I adjusted myself onto the bed beside him, my fingers running through his hair as I pressed my lips to his neck, my breath hot against his skin."I'm going to take care of you, Bryan
Emelda's POV “My child… My child, Emelda.” The old woman's voice rang out in the small room she used as her sitting room, piercing through my thoughts as I stared lost in thoughts into the unfamiliar streets. I flinched as she touched me, bringing me back to the present. I quickly covered the curtain and sank into a nearby wooden seat by the side, fear and uncertainty flooding back into my mind."Are you okay, child?" the woman asked, her voice gentle and kind as she moved her hands from my shoulder to my head, a look of concern etched across her weathered face."I… I…I'm fine," I murmured, my voice shaking slightly as I tried to gather my composure. "I'm just worried about everything that has been happening, and my husband isn't picking up my calls.""I'm sorry, dear," the old woman said, her voice soft and apologetic. "I know you're worried about your husband, but you need to take it easy, remember the baby’s life is at risk."I nodded, my mind still clouded with worry as I locked
My head was pounding as I leaned back in the passenger seat, the world around me spinning as the cab pulled away from Cassandra's house. "Idiot," I muttered, my voice low and venomous as I glared out the window into the quiet street."What the hell were you thinking?"I ran my hands through my hair, my mind racing as I tried to remember what had happened.“Oh! The bar. I guess I got so drunk,” I recalled my jaw clenching as the memories of the previous night and the videos I received came rushing into my mind.The thoughts of Cassandra and me in an intimate position crossed my mind and immediately my heart cringed. “Gosh! I just hope nothing like that happened.” I let out as I ran my palm across my face. "Cassandra," I growled, my jaw clenching again as I recalled her face last night, her voice, her touch. "She was all over me, practically dripping with seduction."I shook my head, disgusted with myself. "I should have been smarter," I muttered. "I should have resisted her."But I h
Emelda's POV The streets were bustling with activity, the sound of car horns and street vendors calling out their wares echoing through the air. I moved through the crowds, my eyes scanning the faces of the people around me as I headed towards the park. The buildings in that environment were old and rundown, the paint peeling and the windows cracked as I walked past, the scent of exhaust and garbage filling my nostrils. I kept my head down, my shoulders hunched as I avoided the stares of the men on the street, their leers and whistles making my skin crawl. After a few more minutes of walking, I came closer to the park. Sighting the bus I was about to leave, I broke into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I dodged the people on the sidewalk, my breath coming in short gasps. "Wait!" I shouted, my voice raw with desperation as I reached the bus stop, waving my arms frantically at the driver. The bus slowed, the brakes screeching as it came to a stop, and I climbed aboard F