Irina “What do you think?” Alonzo asked back. I subtly wagged Alonzo off me and reined in Damian's hands, trawling him away from Alonzo's office.I was a meter away from Alonzo's office when it reaped through me that Alonzo might view this the wrong way, but we were already here, so I'd just explain myself to him later. “You're married to him, and it's not just an act to make me jealous. It's registered. You're legally his wife.” It sounded like Damian's world shattered, yet I felt no guilt and penitencein fact. His frustration satisfied me. I'm not stopping here. “There's no way you're in love with that lowly peasant, and what about this?” I quickly parted my hand and myself with his. “I know that you can't bear seeing me hurt. Five years, Irina. Your world spins around me for five years--” “And you fuck that up! When we got in a relationship, you promised that you wouldn't cheat on me.” “I already explained myself to you.” “You're here to check up on me. It's done. I'm fine.
Irina“See this? This glitch is an indication that the video was edited. They did it almost flawlessly, except for that part.” I averted my eyes from the IT expert and dumped it to Eve, who was keenly watching the screen next to me. “How long will it take for you to strip those layers? For the raw and unedited clip to come out?” I queried, bringing forth my gazes to him. He clicked a few things, unfolding how many layers were placed in the clip. Slowly bobbing, he confirmed something within himself. “It'll be done tomorrow morning.”“That's for sure? I need to settle this as soon as possible.” “You have my word, Ms. Hayes.”“Waldorf. It's Mrs. Waldorf now.” “You're married?” He uttered suddenly. “Not that it's in any of your concern, but yes, I'm married.” I said, jiggling my finger for him to see my wedding ring. As the IT expert fled the office, my attention drifted to the publicist who's working on the statement. “I'll add a few more things and send you the whole draft later
Irina Alonzo looked through my shoulder. Snooping around for someone familiar, and when his eyes didn't pin out that someone, he diverted his eyes to me. “Where's Eve? I thought she's the one you're with?” Painting out a cheeky smile, I bore my body towards him, leaving no distance for ourselves. “Eve suddenly vanished. She'll show up soon. She's just here. She probably met a friend in the crowd.” “She left you here?” Irritation was obvious in his voice. “She's safe here with me, if that's what you're worried about. You don't have to spoil her fun, bro.” Damian's uncle involved himself in it. Alonzo flitted his eyes to Damian's uncle. “I'm Alonzo Nevan. Irina told me about you. We share the same name.” Alonzo peered at Damian's uncle's hand. Just when I thought that he'd ignore him, Alonzo shook hand with Damian's uncle. “You're asking if I have a nickname, earlier. My Ahma calls me Ali. I'll let you call me that, so it'll be less confusing for you.” Damian's uncle continued t
Irina "The heck, Damian?" I hissed at him. Advancing to him while I taunted his chest, "This is the reason why I can't do it. Because you don't mean your apology. You'd always bite and snap when you don't get what you want." My voice rifting with frustration. "Let's set this whole fucking thing straight." Alonzo came to my rescue. He was inkling me away from the brute, but I wanted to put an end to this conversation, so I stayed, impelling him away from Damian and me. "I'm not all to blame for what happened to our relationship. You had your short-comings. I'm a man. I have needs, needs that you can't provide, but you fuck around with that lowly surgeon behind my back. You're a cheater too, Irina." "Enough is enough, Damian. If you approach her one more time, try to terrorize her with your harassment, I'll file a restraining order from you," Alonzo said that made Damian leer. "I got it. I'm sending this jerk home. Sorry for all the troubles," Ali said apologetically as he wheeled
Irina“Mrs. Waldorf?” I fluttered my eyes up towards my secretary, drenched with proposals that I needed to scan by myself. My eyes spoke for me. “Mr. Lucio Sterling is outside. He wanted to see you.” I almost jammed through the proposals on my table as I swiftly rose from my swivel chair. “You should have let him right away, Philo. Mr. Lucio Sterling isn't someone we make wait outside my office.” Strutting towards the door and my hand, making sure that I look presentable, Philo followed my traces to the frosted glass door. “Mr. Sterling, a pleasant surprise.” Through line of vision, I caught a few eyes glancing at us, muttering something within themselves. “Please, come in,” I encouraged him warmly, disregarding the meaningful gazes of the on-lookers. “You met my father?” I asked him as I perched in my chair. Mr. Sterling sneered. “You're an angel, aren't you? After what he did to you, still, you deem him your father. You're nothing like Warren Hayes. You're like William Hayes.
Irina Warren hopped from his chair upfront and met Esmeray with a fatherly proud hug. Every single soul in the conference room was impressed with her proposal. They were clapping their hand, quenching Esmeray's thirst for validation. I bolted out of the conference room with Philo walking right behind me. “Esmeray stole your proposal, Ms. Irina. How did she get her hands on it?” She inquired as we finally set our feet in the office. I was boiling in anger and it was finally on my brink. I scraped every file of my table and screamed out my anger. I narrowed my furious eyes. Philo stepped back as I sauntered towards her like a predator.“You tell me. How did that little ogre get her hands on my proposal.” “It's not me. Were you implying that I ratted your proposal to her? Why would I do that? I was the one who convinced you to present it.” “And you're the only one who has access to that, Philo. I entrusted it to you.” “I didn't do it. I'd never betray you.” Tight-lipped, Philo's j
IrinaAlonzo wrapped his arm around my body even more. Tears continuously flew from my eyes down to my cheeks. My voice broke and I was breathless as I sobbed in his arms. Alonzo's hold of me was the only thing that kept me on my feet.Alonzo cupped my cheeks, "Baby, what is it? Hmm? Tell me what happened to you, Irina." He demanded but his voice remained soft.I tilted my head to gaze at my room, but looking back at that place only brought me fear and so, tears flooded my eyes again."D-Damian.... h-he's inside and he tried to t-touch me. H-He tried to rape me." Alonzo's eyes darkened into oblivion of anger. He was ready to bust the door and beat Damian up, but I clung to his arm and broke down even more, halting him to join me on the floor."Don't leave me, please. Don't go. I need you here. Alonzo, don't leave," I said repeatedly while my hands were tightly clutching his dress shirt.Anger burned brighter in his eyes. Alonzo took out his phone to call someone while I buried and hid
AlonzoA deafening silence took over my car as we drove back to the hotel from the courtroom. In the corner of my eyes. I could see Irina playing with her wedding ring, while she ran her hand on her neck now and then, an indication that she was feeling uneasy.I held the steering wheel tighter and ang pressed my upper lip to the lower one even more."Damian was sentenced to ten years in prison. Tomorrow he'll be brought to the city jail. It's not so bad." Irina finally said something."Not so bad? Are you trying to console me or yourself?" I asked. I didn't mind hiding the annoyance in my voice."Ha? No, I mean, all of this is so much better compared to what I expected, Alonzo. Do you want to know what's running on my mind these few weeks that we're coming back and forth to the court?" She asked me. Irina's voice cracked and I felt like an asshole for having an outburst.I should have kept my cool and thought of what she was feeling instead of letting my bad temper take over."I was n