Vanessa“Yes."“Here?"“Yes."“You want me to put on a show for you? Like a prostitute?" I can feel the distaste on my tongue“Yes." He retorts in conciseness.“And you say that so casually like it is nothing. I am your wife and not some whore on the streets." My voice has gone up and I am practically shouting at this outrageous demand.He gets up from the sofa and in a few strides, he is right in front of me blocking out the view of the light from me. He stands taller than me and for the first time in a while, I feel very small. It is like his height and bulkiness have multiplied and now, I am scared.“You think you are any different from the ones in the streets? The ones I fuck are even better than you. They own who they are and live proudly but you? You are a hypocrite and do not deserve to be making demands." It's like his voice drops, sounding deadlier by the second, and with every word, he takes a threatening step towards me that makes me take a scared one backward until I feel
VanessaWho says we are done here?"The sound of his voice sends chills through my body. Not the kind of chills from the rainy days or the cold, snowy, winter nights. The kind of chills that reignites the fire from the depth of my gut, that makes me forget about the shame I felt from the humiliation I suffered through not too long ago.He walks slowly over to me and reaches behind me and pulls me flush against him by the back of my head. It hurts a bit when he twirls his fist rolling my hair around it and pulling it backwards. No we are staring deep into each other and a silent communication passes between us increasing the electricity that is created through our physical contact. I do not need for him to explain what is about to happen but what is surprising is how okay I am with it. How much I want it to happen.He takes off his clothes and is left in only boxer briefs giving me a perfect show of his body which I find hard to tear my gaze from. I drag my eyes through his body that s
Dimitri“Did the work police show up at your place and pull you away from your wife?" Carter asks waltzing in, not bothering to knock, like he owns the place.“Did you cut short your marriage just for work?" He questions again. If this was someone else, I would have him thrown out of the building but he is Carter Astor and he thinks he owns everywhere.“Where is the file on the Singapore project?" I mutter under my breath in an attempt to evade his question. I am not in the mood to speak with anyone but who is Carter without a little fight to mess with my sanity?“Trying to avoid the question right?" The no response is my response.“Are you already having issues with the wife?" And that brings up the thought I have been trying so hard —and failing— to push away. I can still remember the way she smelled, coconut and vanilla, perfect and feminine. The way her body trembled over my touch, the soft of her skin, her body structure — perfect unlike the others with plastic fillers —, the wa
“ I have no idea what she likes and I do not care." He gazes at me like he does not believe me and I decide to have my own fun too. “You could help me ask her best friend or something. That would give you an excuse to meet up with her again." I suggest.He opens his mouth like he wants to say something and he closes it back changing his mind. He repeat the action two more times. Good, I made him speechless.I smirk at him “What is going on with you and her? I noticed you have not been getting some action..." I throw his words back at him as the smirk turns into a full blown smile “...so tell me, are you saving yourself for her? You do realize that you are way past that since you lost your virginity to your mother's assistant." Now I'm laughing. I should do this often. I finally get why he does this to me. It is normal to get other people in this position, boring even, but to put your annoying best friend on the spot? Priceless.“There is nothing between us and I did not stop fucking w
VanessaI wake up to the ray of sunshine seeping through the window and I realize that I did not shut them the night before. I groan at nature disturbing my sleep, putting a stop to my time of escape. I open my eyes and look around everywhere noting that it is still the same place I have been waking up to. I scoff at the thought.Like anything would change because I went to sleep.I groan again and when I look around, I can see that we are way into the day. How long did I sleep? How come no one woke me up? And then reality dawns on me again.I lazily try to move my body to get up from the bed and the feel of soreness that shoots through my body from the middle of my legs serves as a wake-up call and a reminder of what happened last night.Everything starts to come back to me. The events of last night hitting me in flashes. Flashes that I would give anything to forget. A lot of times I have been told how amazing wedding nights are but mine was filled with degradation and humiliation. A
Dimitri“What were you going to tell her?" He stalks closer to me with his voice sounding lethal.I did not say anything and I definitely was not about to give our secret away so I have no idea why he would issue accusations.“I was not about to tell her anything."“It did not seem that way to me. It seemed like she was asking you to trust her and you were about to tell her. Tell me, do you want to breach our contract because a kid was part of it."“You actually got it all wrong. I was not about to trust her with anything. I just met her today and that is not how I work with people I am not familiar with." I decide to stand my ground. I will not let him walk all over me because of a misunderstanding on his part.“So who then did you tell?" His questions.“No—No one." I force the lie out of my mouth. I am the worst liar but I will make sure to protect my friends at all cost. I cannot let him know that they know and why is he asking.“I do not believe you." He states with a robotic tone
VanessaI spend the rest of the day in my room. I cannot bring myself to come out after what we did on the dining table. I have no idea what comes over me when he is around. It is like the sane part of me is brutally thrown aside, giving way to another part of me. A darker part of me. I hate that he is controlling but at the same time I love it and I don't know how to explain it. I hate and love how his presence seems to awaken everything in me.“Arrgghh! My life is so confusing!" I yell at the ceiling.But it was not confusing when he was holding you down and plunging roughly into you huh?“Shut the fuck up!" I say to no one in particular. Seriously I need to be checked. My brain is taunting me.Your brain is doing nothing to you. It's just you and your body. This one comes out mockingly and in Diana's voice.“Get out of my head Dee."What does one even pack for a honeymoon trip? I have no idea what to do. We never said anything about a honeymoon. He told me nothing about it but sinc
DimitriAs soon as I get to my room I pick up my phone to call Carter. It rings the first and the second time but the clown still does not pick up. I try again for the second time.“Pick up you bastard." I mumble into the phone to an imaginary Carter. Why would he not answer? What would he be doing that is so important that he would ignore my call?. He finally picks up after the third try.“ I know that I am handsome and all, and that you probably miss me but try to get a hold of yourself. You shouldn't be this clingy because we just saw each other a little while back. Especially not now that you have a wife. Wouldn't want anyone swinging a bat at me for stealing all her husband's attention " he drawls into the phone. I can hear feminine chuckles in the background and I do not need to be told what is going on. Can he seriously not take a longer break.“Can you please not make a joke every time we talk?" I tell him m with a grunt.“A joke. I understand you're sad that I want to stay aw
It was brought to my attention that I missed up the chapters. I'm really sorry about and I've made adjustment. All chapters are now in order of arrangement. In the right order and if it's still the same. I will advise you remove this book from your library and add it again. I'm really sorry about the errors. Happy reading. Don't forget to let me know about your thoughts and opinions. You can as well check out my other books. My daughter's nanny, Pregnant for the bully, The bad boy's obsession. Y'all have a nice day. Next update will be coming soon.
Dimitri I'm walking around the house to see if there is anyone. I keep searching for her but she does not seem to turn up anywhere. “That's odd". I was told that she was waiting for me. That she kept looking out the window to see if I had arrived. That after looking out the window, she would go back to my room to check and confirm if she had missed my arrival and now that I am here I cannot seem to find her. “Where did she go?" I ask the house. For a moment, I could hear my voice echo through the walls. I look around to see if there is any other person around and there is no one. The house has the best and most magnificent kind of furnishing. The type that visitors never fail to praise and gush about. The type that she put in all her time and energy to perfect but they seem to be the only things taking up the space. It seems like the house was built and decorated only for furniture. It's sad but it is what I am used to. I walk into her room and look around everywhere but she is stil
Dimitri I hear the door open and Francesca walks right in. “I had a room prepared for you. I hope you do not have any plans to go back tonight." “Yes, son. You should not be thinking of leaving tonight. We don't know how long before they attack again. We cannot risk anything." He backs her up but I am not having any of it. “I am not going to hide from anyone or anything. If I am to be attacked again the moment I leave then so be it. I have no plan of giving anyone access to my brain to dictate my movement." They plan to get me paranoid. To get me scared that I do not trust anything around me. I'll be damned if I give them that pleasure. It would be better if they kill me right away. “You are not being reasonable Dimitri. You should at least let things settle for the night and move out tomorrow." She suggests. Francesca does not just care for anyone like that. She certainly has an ulterior motive for her to insist on this. “Dimitri try to be reasonable. Your life right now is more
Dimitri As soon as I walk in through the doors for the second time this night, I am immediately engulfed in a hug. Francesca rushes to me quickly and traps me in a hug which I immediately pull away from. I do not want her touching me. Not even a near-death experience is enough to make me tolerate her touch. She does not seem to get the message though as she reaches and holds my face. “I am glad you are okay. I was so worried about you." She drawls. “There is no need for that," I answer monotonously. “I am so relieved that nothing happened to you. Not a scratch on you." She tries to sound concerned but it sounds differently in my ears. I know she would not order an attack on me but I do know that it is a lie when she said she's relieved that there is no scratch on me especially not with the news I gave her a while ago. She might not want me dead but she would appreciate a broken bone or two. I do not respond to that. I walk in the direction of her father's study and she follows suit
UNKNOWN POV I watched him leave the house and get into the car. I watched him drive off and I notice him talking to someone in the car while driving so I send them to attack. He thought his godfather will deliver him from my hands. He thinks all of this plan just happened to come around today which is why he thinks he can beat me. I feel sorry for his wife though. She got married to a man who is already halfway in the grave. I am not ready to kill him yet. I want him paranoid. To live I great fear. He is very stubborn just like his father so it will be very interesting to watch him unravel. Piece by piece I will tear him apart until there is nothing left after which I will grant him his heart's desire of death. The bastard thinks anyone can find me. I am everywhere he is and nowhere at the same time. It would be difficult to find his own shadow. He might continue to search but he will never find me. Not until I am ready to deliver the final blow. I watch the two bikers intercept h
Dimitri The sound of her voice pierces through the house. It would not be nice to argue with someone like her as he 'Mr voice' might shatter everything. “Ah! I did not tell you earlier. Dimitri just got married and he is here on a honeymoon with his wife." He excitedly breaks his need for her. “What? That's not true is it?" She asks with hope on her face like she is waiting for me to deny it. “It is true and they are coming over for dinner this weekend." He adds. “I wasn't asking you, Dad. I want him to speak for himself." She does not fail to hide how disrespectful she is to anyone. It isn't something I am not used to. “I am married and I have to get back to my wife soon," I reply only because her father is here and he probably thinks we are still on good terms. No man wants anyone to disrespect his daughter especially not in front of him. “Why didn't you invite us?" Thank God she is sensible enough to hide part of her feelings. “Stop trying to drill the man. He had to rush it
Dimitri “Hello Francesca," I say and try to escape her embrace but she does not let go. This is the one thing I did not prepare my mind to face but I am not surprised. I was told that she moved away from her father's home. I guess someone told her I was coming around tonight. “Why did it take you so long to come here? Have you been avoiding me? Do not lie to me. I know you too well." I force her hands away from my waist. This time, she does not resist. She moves from behind to the front of me, coming in line with my vision. She is clad in a red dress with a deep neckline, revealing her cleavage. Vanessa would never wear something like this. It is so obvious what she is trying to do so I let my eyes rest on her breasts for a little longer. She got ves off a very wide smile of satisfaction thinking she has me buying whatever it is she is trying to sell to me. “I do not avoid anyone. You only get to see me when I want you to." I state carefully with no hope that she will understand.
Dimitri The look in her eyes stayed with me for the rest of the night. I know that I am hurting her. Heck, it was so vivid on her face that even a blind person will notice but I cannot put everything on hold because of her or anyone. Life has to move on and whether I like it or not, I have issues that I need to see the end of. For myself and everyone. My phone's ringtone shakes me out of my thoughts. I look at the screen and it is Trent. I am shocked that he has the time to call me because he seems distracted lately. I immediately get into my car and answer the call. “Hello, lover boy. Hope you are having a lot of fun?" Unlike the other immature adult, this one's jokes seem to make a little bit more sense. “Fun is for the jobless. What do you need?" I go straight to the point. “Hey, Hey! Take it easy there. Did I pull you away from the embrace of your true love? You will have to pardon me for that my Lord." I realized that I spoke too soon when I called him sensible. He is only th
Vanessa “Hello, Vanessa." I hear Stephan's voice come in through the speaker. His voice is one that I can never mistaken for any other person. It has not been that long but it has been a while since I last heard him speak. Not that I still have a crush on him but I do enjoy the sound of him speaking. “Hello Mr. Stephan," I respond “Stephan remember? He tells disapproving of how I refer to him. “Yes, Stephan. How are you doing?" I enquire. “I am doing well enough. How is married life and how is my brother treating you? “He treats me good enough and I am still adjusting to being married." I lie. I want to scream something different at the top of my lungs. He is not treating me like a wife should be treated. The truth is that he made me sign papers so that I do not reveal the fact that he cannot use the normal approach to find a wife. He had to pay a lot of money. And me, being the gold digger, had to be the one to collect the money and sell herself off and now it is dawning on me