VanessaThe silence for the entire ride home is very deafening and the tension is so thick that I'm sure a sharp knife would have a hard time cutting into it. He keeps his head straight and has not uttered a single word since he told me that we are leaving. Everyone was astonished that we were leaving so early because we are the ones being celebrated and I had no justification for our quick departure so I just hugged the people that matter and left.It didn't help that I had already moved in with Dimitri before the wedding, saying goodbye to them was hard. It is like the wedding was the pinch I needed to confirm the reality of what I got myself into.“You enjoyed it?" He asks pulling me out of my thoughts. I already forgot I was not the only one in the car.“Huh? Yeah." I have no idea what he is talking about and I answer off the top of my tongue. What is with him and cryptic questions?I see his grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles whitening. I have no idea what is wron
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
VanessaAnother month has passed since I tried to coerce Hayden to help me out of Dimitri's home and seven days since his departure on a business trip. It has also been seven days since I last heard from him. I have no idea if he is doing alright or if he's alive or dead. I have tried but have not been able to call him. Not that I don't have the means to reach him or that he has forbidden me from calling him. I just don't know what to say when I do call him. Do I ask about the weather? Do I ask about his business? But I know nothing about it. Do I ask about his business partners or what? What do normal couples talk about over the phone?He has been less mean and we have great sex but we are not friends. Apart from that time we saw a movie and a few more times after that, we don't exactly hang out. We go out for dinner now and then to keep up with the farce but there is nothing real about it. It's just part of the job description. Many times, I have picked up my phone to call him but I
VanessaIt has been a month since that incident. Since I nearly lost my life. It is sad and very sour to think that my heart is not the only thing after my life. I am still alive— thank God– but I don't think I can truly live until I find out the truth about what happened that night. A repeat of the events keeps playing in my head. I can hardly sleep every night without being plunged back into the car.Dimitri and everyone keep trying their best to convince me that the car was hit by a falling g tree branch but I know better and cannot be convinced otherwise. I know because I heard the gunshots. I heard it loud and clear. I was in no way intoxicated that my judgment will be disregarded. I heard the booming sound of the gun and when it hit the car. I heard the second one which led him to lose control of the car. I felt my would leave my body at that moment. The only thing I could hold onto was him and now he is lying to me.“Vanessa! You're drifting again." Hayden draws my attention ba
I watch as the dinner happens and I cannot help but admire the feistiness in her. Vanessa, what a lovely name. It sounds like something so delicate. I would expect that she would be delicate but I beg to differ after I saw the fire and how she nearly ripped Francesca apart.I never would have guessed that Dimitri would get himself a wild one for a wife. I thought she would be docile, and easy to control but she has a bit of him in her. She is almost as scary as him. I hope I get to experience some of that heat when I take her for myself.It is funny that the entire household, the entire table has no idea who is listening in or watching them. They are oblivious to their environment which gives me an advantage. I wanted nothing more than to have access to their hotel room so that I can at least please myself by watching his wife but the man knows how to make a fortress of anywhere he is. It was hard to penetrate his office but I did it and now he thinks everyone is out to get him. Good.
“Oh, God! Dimitri." My body trembles uncontrollably and I shut my eyes as I come all over the place. He lowers his head to my shoulder and bites my pulse as he comes inside of me. His hit semen shoots through me like lava and I commit it, along with all other actions that have taken place, into memory. It is unintentional but I know I will never forget this feeling. I can never forget Dimitri even if I try.He lays down beside me and we're both silent. I'm still trying to regulate my breath and calm my beating heart. I look at him and his gaze is faced to the ceiling. “What are you thinking?"He turns to me. “About the fact that our hosts know what we're doing. That sends my brain into overdrive and the memory of what happened earlier with Francesca comes to mind. I cannot believe this! I sit up immediately and look at the door. What if someone had come in? What if someone had seen us? How am I sure that they had not already come and saw us doing the nasty in their bed?“Calm down," h
Vanessa“Go on. Tell us, tell your father how you got his godson, my husband, to sleep in your bed on the first night of my honeymoon." I turn to Dimitri this time to see him already looking at me “Or do you want to do the honors since you're the one sleeping in people's beds?" I can't tell if he wants me to continue or stop. If he's impressed or if I'm overreacting but the truth is I don't care. He shouldn't be having issues with me speaking with Stephan when he's the one sleeping with bitches.“Excuse us, Uncle." He says and takes my hand. “Please, come with me." He doesn't wait for me to say anything before he's pulling me up from my chair and out of the dining room. We take a right turn and go up a staircase and we take another turn. I notice how large the house is from the little journey to wherever he's taking us. We come to a door and he pushes it open and pulls me in after him. Seems like the journey has come to an end. Finally! My feet were starting to hurt.The room is dark
VanessaAfter the awkward introductions, we settle to have dinner in silence. I must say, with the extravagant interior decorations, I expected the food to be great but it is bland. I don't know if it has anything to do with the mood or the cook but it's taste does not interest me. I don't need to guess that they had a relationship. Francesca is a beautiful woman with a great sexual appeal, I'm sure and Dimitri is a fine man with raging hormones, again, I'm sure.He is more than a fine man but that is another thing I have no interest in delving into. What I am interested in is what must have ended the relationship. They are both attractive and seem to have a lot in common with their nasty personalities so why then would he not marry her and chose me instead.“So how did you both meet?" The question comes from Mr Luigi who makes it seem like my presence is exciting to him. I feel nice and creeped out at the same time.“Yes, how did you meet?" Francesca echoes her father's words like I
VanessaI cry for a good six minutes of the drive before I'm able to compose myself and retouch my makeup to look better. I hope my eyes are not too puffy. Through it all, he does not nat an eyelash in my direction or say anything to console me. I thought we had gotten better. The moment I think he has maybe begun to like me, he reminds me of how apart our two worlds are and the dynamics of our relationship. I will be lying if I say this didn't hurt me at all. I turn to look at him but he is too focused on driving to where we are going. That or maybe he is trying hard to avoid the fact that we are riding in the same car to the same place. It makes me sad to think about what he might be thinking. I don't know when we pull into our destination because I'm much occupied with trying to look good and deserving to be his wife.“We're here. Remember all that I told you to do?" I can't look him in the eyes so my eyes are still down. “Yes sir.",I answer weakly. We stay like that for a few mom
VanessaThe rest of the week goes by in a blur. My ankle has gotten better. Although I still have a little limp, the doctor said it is all better. Dimitri is still the same but there have been big changes in how he behaves. These days, he does not say anything offensive and he is a tad bit polite. The other day, he asked me to be specific about what I wanted and he got it for me. I don't know if he is trying to please me because of the bathroom accident or if it is something else. It is weird though because I have never thought of him as someone who would care about anyone's feelings. Two days back, he requested for food items to be brought up to the suite and he cooked something in the kitchenette. He cooked! At first, I was skeptical about it but when I asked why he only said he didn't trust outsiders to fully satisfy him. I still haven't gotten over the fact that his life was in danger so I have a theory that he is being careful not to get poisoned by someone making our food. It
VanessaThis time, I make sure to move myself to the living area so that I don't miss him when he comes in and also so that I don't get surprised. I want him to walk straight to me so I can question him. Why would he set Carter on Tianna? I know the man is a man whore and might want her for some reason but that is not enough to convince me that a grown man with an empire to run, would have enough free time to go after her like that. He should not have that much free time on his hand. I already pleaded with him before so I don't understand why this would still be dragging out. Apart from that, I also need to under why Carter would claim to have saved his life. That is not a baseless claim cos I know that words like that do not just slip if there isn't an ounce of truth. That is why he kept insisting that I call him if anything feels slightly off. He needs to be open to me so that I can know if there are some extra safety precautions I need to take. Do I always have to look over my shou