"It's not entirely my fault. You are too soft to her. Make her know her place in this house. She can't come into the house and think she can control everyone. Just last week, you bought a brand new roll royce for her. You takes her to shopping everytime and even send her money. Stop giving her whatever she demands and watch her change." "The last time I checked, you are the one supporting her. You are the one to talk to her. I don't have time for all these things." Desmond said and left. When he got into the room, Daniella was lying on the bed, pressing her phone. "What have came over you, Daniella? What is the meaning of your new character? Why do you suddenly hate my mother?" "Did I said that I hate her? We need privacy, Desmond. I haven't talked about your sister. Both of then need to leave the house so we can have space. This is what you are supposed to do. You are a family man now. You need to focus on me, your wife. You need to focus on your family. Must I teach you everythi
"Daniella had refused to give me the car keys. I don't know what have came over her." Her mother complained. . "Wait a minute. .... I don't get. She took the car key and,...refused to give you? How? I don't understand." Bella was confused. The statement sounded strange on her ear. "She said she's now incharge of everything. That I will beg her before she gives it to me. Can you imagine?" "Daniella, is she telling the truth? You took the car key? When did that started? You that we brought into this house?" "It doesn't matter how I found myself here. The fact is that this is my house now, and I won't tolerate any kind of disrespect. This is my territory now and I'm setting things in order." "Setting things in order by disrespecting my mom? The other time, you stopped her from watching the television, now you are taking the Car keys on your possession. What have came over you? Remember how you got here. We are the ones that made it possible, now you are biting the finger that feeds
"We didn't! Don't you believe me?" Bella asked. "What is happening here!" Desmond's mom showed up. "Daniella is saying that we fought her. That we tried to kill her baby." "Her action called for it but we can't touch a pregnant woman. Why is she saying that we fought her?" She turned to her. "You want to cause problem between me and my son? Why are you lying." "I'm not lying." Daniella spoke up. "You said you will make sure I loose the pregnancy for refusing to give you the car keys. Desmond, you won't believe Bella was punching me on my tummy. If not that I'm strong, I would have lost the baby. My tummy is still paining me but I'm enduring it." "Why are you two so wicked? This is how both of you treated Anabel. I divorced her and accepted your choice. Now you are abusing her. I can't take this anymore." Desmond said in anger. "Wait.... don't tell me you believed what she said. She's lying against us." Bella said. "Just as you used to say when Anabel was here. She's always lyin
(A week later).."I will be going for a business trip tomorrow." Desmond announced when he came back from work."Tomorrow? That's urgent. You should have informed me on time so I can prepared." Daniella said. "Prepare?" Desmond asked. "Who said you are coming with me? This is business trip and I'm going with some top shareholders. You are not going with me.""How long is the trip?" Daniella asked."One week." Desmond replied. "Though I know how boring it can be for you. You would have stayed with my mom and sister but they are no longer around. You will be staying alone.""I don't even need them. I can sort myself out." Daniella said while thinking of what to do through out the week. Suddenly, her mind flashed to her boyfriend. She smiled, realizing how fun if will be if she invite him over. Nobody will be around to monitor her."Its just a week though. I'm sure you won't feel it much. We will be talking on video call." Desmond said, trying to make her feel good. Only if he knew th
Daniella was putting the last of the clothes in the washing machine for later when she heard a knock on the door. She doesn't need any prophet to tell her who was knocking. This was all she had been waiting for. Home alone with her boyfriend. She had been waiting for him ever since Desmond stepped out of the house. She walked to the door and pulled the door open. She wasn't disappointed. Her boyfriend, Leonard was standing with a broad smile on his face. He was carrying his traveling bag and a small duffel bag. With the size of his bag, she could tell that he came prepared. Leonard was wearing a navy sweatshirt and a pair of gray sweatpants that leave little to her imaginations. And, of course, that signature cocky grin of his was plastered on his face. "Hey dear, Daniella." He spoke up with his deep voice., "You can see I didn't disappoint." He said with a slight grin on his face. Her blood has already run cold, and she was struggling to properly form a response. Yes, she told h
Suddenly, Leonard broke off and picked his bag back up off the floor and smirked "I'll put my bag in your husband's room. At least you'll finally be able to say you're sharing a bed with a real man now." He laughed. "I don't think it's proper. You can keep your bad in visitor's room." "Proper? Coming in here is not even proper. So show me his room. It will be more fun. What best treatment can we have if we don't stay in his room. Common." Leonard urged and Daniella hesitated for a while before accepting. Daniella led Leonard to Desmond's room, and he dropped his bag beside the king-sized bed. "Make yourself at home," Daniella said with a sly smile. Leonard chuckled, gazing around the opulent space. "This is quite a setup Desmond's got here." Daniella shrugged. "He has a good taste. Besides, He's rich. What do you expect?" As Alex began to unpack, Daniella couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Being in Desmond's room with Leonard felt rebellious, liberating. Le
When she got to her wardrobe, she pick her tight, red dress Desmond forbade her to wear. She had kept it there, waiting for the right time to wear it. And today seemed to be the day she had been waiting for. Now she will be wearing it for her boyfriend. The first man to ever see her wear this dress was now going to be her boyfriend and not the man she was about to get married to. She undress out of her clothes and slip into the dress, observing herself in the mirror all the while. And just like she imagined, she look damn good in the dress. The dress was hugging her great curves perfectly, and it shows off a generous amount of her sexy irresistible cleavage. It compliments her legs nicely, too, with the slit in the side showing off part of her tanned thigh. She spent more time in the mirror, fixing her hair up some and making sure her makeup looked pretty. Not like it even matters. Leonard will probably be ruining it later tonight after dinner. She looked at herself in the mirror
When they finished, Daniella cleared the table and washed the plates, then retired back to the sitting room. Leonard had finished his drink. He got up and headed to the kitchen. "Where are you going?" Daniella asked. "Get some alcohol." He replied and left to the kitchen. Daniella settled down and continued to sip her drink. As Daniella was waiting for him, she couldn't help but began to think of the possible positions Leonard will keep her. "Shouldn't I be getting... fucked by now? He should be pounding me right now." She thought. She wasn't even remorseful that she was thinking that in Desmond's house. Though that is exactly what Leonard had in mind when he showed up with his bag. To have Daniella dressed all slutty and bent over for him. Hair pulled, ass spanked, neck grabbed? Few minutes later, Leonard entered the living room again, this time holding the glass of wine Daniella left out in one hand, and another beer in his other hand. "You need to drink more wine."