Irina
"Oh, I'm sorry about the late introduction. I'm Alonzo Waldorf, Irina's husband."
I struggled to keep breathing as I could feel my family's eyes directed towards me. All of them are waiting for me to confirm whether Alonzo is indeed my husband, or not. "Irina, who is this man and is he telling the truth? You're married to him? Who even is this?" Warren asked in a small voice. We are in a public setting. He'd never dare raise his voice here and show the public the real him. Warren slowly panned his eyes to Alonzo, "Who are you?" He asked. Alonzo laughs mockingly, but his eyes are gentle. He doesn't look like he's mocking my father even when I know that he is. "I believe that I had just said who I am, Sir," Alonzo replied sarcastically, but still with a gentle tone shrouded in his voice. "I'm not asking for your name. I'm asking from what family you came from. You may find it hard to believe but for rich people. L.A.AlonzoI kissed her better. I angled Irina's head to have better access to her sultry lips. I nibbled and wetted it with my own saliva. I could feel her stiffness, a sign that Irina was taken aback by my action.I missed her. I missed kissing her lips. I miss feeling her skin. I miss the feeling of having my skin press with hers.I kissed her without her permission. I was frustrated by the words that were coming out of her mouth and this is the effective way that I'll know Irina will shut up. If she shows even a tiny gesture and signals that she doesn't want me kissing her. I'd stop right away."A-Alonzo," Irina said in a muffled voice, and that instantly cleared out the desire that was filling my head and coaxing my rational thoughts."I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, baby. I was going crazy, no, I have been crazy," I said to her.Irina was perplexed. It seems like whatever it is that should have been in charge of her rationale
IrinaAlonzo tried to stop me from covering my face by gently tugging my palm off my face."Show me your pretty face, will you, baby?"I groaned and squirmed to tell Alonzo that I didn't want to. I'm embarrassed to show him my face."It's okay," Alonzo assured me."No, it's not. I said awful things to you. I assumed. I called you a cheater. I was cursing you in my head for days. I hated you. I even wanted to divorce you.""About that. You're not going to divorce me right? I already shredded the divorce paper that you sent to my office anyway," he said."You did? When did you shred it?""The day I get my hands on it. I didn't even bother myself to read it. I'm not going to divorce you, Irina." Confusion slammed through me. I tilted my head as I stared at him."But you have to? We have to divorce each other after a year. We have a contract. It's stated in that contract that we will have a divorce
IrinaDaddy looked around expecting that Alonzo would be standing next to me by now. He tried to hold it back, but he couldn't keep his curiosity to himself and had to voice it out soon."But where is he? Did we talk for so long and bored him?" He asked me. I turned to the spot where I asked Alonzo to wait for me to come and get him."He is somewhere. Enjoying himself with champagne, probably. We have an endless glass of it." My eyes scan through the vicinity of the function hall again."Allow me to give him a call. He could be sharing a word with one of his acquaintances. Alonzo knows a lot of faces here."Daddy gestured and led the way out of his side."Do so, dear. I'll wait for the two of you at our table."I pulled my phone from my clutch and dialed his phone number that I had memorized. I ran my hand through my neck and found it impossible to stand still as his numbers did nothing but ring.
IrinaI gawked at Alonzo's hand which was tightly intertwined with my fingers. My palm is sweating already. I wanted him to let go of my hand, but I didn't have the heart to tell him that. I kept my mouth shut and eyed the window."Please don't ask me to let go of your hand, Irina," he said which brought my attention to him.His eyes were closed. It was closed too when I was gazing at our hands. I had no idea why he knew that I was contemplating asking him to free me even just for a second."OK, but can you let me wipe the sweat from my palm? It's making me uncomfortable already," I said with a pouted lip. Alonzo loosened his hold of me. I pulled my hand away from his and his lap, but he was faster to rein it in his fingers again."I'll wipe it for you," he said. I watched him amusedly as he used his coat to pat my palm dry after he couldn't find a handkerchief or even a tissue."There, are you good now? Can I keep
Irina"Cater to me and my needs, Irina. Fuck me every time I want to be fuck. That's my offer in exchange for the yacht and my house. Trust me, this requires effort just like any other job."My mind shut down as my cunt had a dripping blast after I heard it from Alonzo, an indecent-sounding proposal, but an exciting one too.In a situation like this. I'd call Eve right away and ask her to help me decide, but because we're still not on speaking terms, I have to find a way for her to forgive me. Here I am stuck in the bathroom.Notification of an email from Harley that popped on my phone while I was zoning out on my reflection in the mirror made me realize that I still have someone that I can consult too.I leaned against the counter. A weight was lifted off my chest after Harley's voice took over my ear."I just sent the revision of the contract, Ms. Irina. You're done reading it? Please, I worked on that for four hours, is ther
IrinaI called Lucio. I wanted to know right away what he meant by that, but he had seen this coming. His phone was off and I couldn't get to him. I took a sleeping pill to aid me sleep, but even after I had it, I still found it hard to relax and fall asleep."What does he know about Alonzo that I need to know?" I asked myself after I was done with my lipstick.I fondled my chest and helped calm my emotions by exercising a breathing technique for anxiety that I learned from a therapy that I had in the past."Good morning... oh, you're dressed up nice. Off to somewhere? You didn't tell me that you have plans today," Alonzo commented. He hugged me, it took me a while to hug him back. Alonzo was keen on details. He didn't speak more about his hunch, but his eyes watched me carefully."It's a sudden one. It'll be done quickly. I'll head straight home after that.""How about, Eve? You two still didn't make up." I sighed.
IrinaTears were falling from my eyes. It was unstoppable. My tongue got stuck inside of my mouth. It went numb, all of my other senses shut up as fear ruled over my head."Please, let me go. I don't want to die. I'm a Hayes. I'm Irina Hayes. I'm from a powerful family too! I can help you hide from Leandro and the Dark Society!" I pleaded with a quivering voice."For you to say all of this means that you don't have an idea just how absolute your husband's power," Rufus said to me. He chuckled manically in my ears."I would love to see that cocky man's world fall apart as he hugs your bloody body, begging for you to open his eyes. I want to hear him scream that he'll do everything too to fear your pulse again!" The anger in Rufus' voice was stern and firm, it was cold."Rufus, let Irina go. I'll give you everything that you want. Money, a way out of this place, even a spot in the organization."Rufus hand loosened, b
IrinaThe door opened. A sigh of disappointment escaped my lips as I saw a maid with my food enter the room."It's dinner time, Mrs. Sterling.""Wow!" I scoffed sarcastically, "I'm Mrs. Sterling now.""The patriarch's real surname was Sterling, and you are his wife. Mrs. Sterling was the right way to address you." I snapped my fingers and a life jolted in my body with the thought that I found a hole out of this hell."Tell Leandro to come here. I need to talk to him.""The patriarch will come up here when his time allows it. The patriarch is currently in the middle of an important meeting." I stood up and sauntered to the table where she put my food. I snagged the steak knife from the plate and placed it near my wrist."Leandro might quickly find a time to come up here once he hears that I slit my wrist." I was internally whimpering in pain as I cut through my wrist but was forced to keep a straight face