MARKJudy wasn't gone. Not yet. And Giulia didn't hear anything I said after that. Neither did I sleep in the room that night. The couch was my option because I wanted Giulia to see the suffering she was putting me through.But she didn't step out of the room the next morning. I paced the house a little, then decided to check on the men at the gate, perhaps a conversation with them would lighten my mood a little.I stepped outside, the warmth of the morning sun brushing against my skin, but the tension in the air was distinct. Judy was in the front yard, sweeping the fallen leaves into a neat pile. She worked with quiet determination, her movements fluid and graceful, with her back turned to the house. The broom brushed rhythmically against the stone path, a soft, persistent sound that broke the stillness of the morning.My boys were standing near the gate, their eyes wide with confusion as they watched her. They didn’t say anything, just stood there, a silent audience to the strange
JUDYI had everything set in motion. It was going smoothly— if you exclude the mad woman Mark kept in his house. Eric didn't tell me much about her when he sent me on this mission, aside from her medical situation, that is. I guess I would have to build more layers of patience, while acting like I couldn't kill a fly, to amass Mark's sympathy. From the little I knew from watching him, acting weak would be more than enough to get him to succumb to my charms.Grinning at my thoughts, I sat up on the bed and walked over to the mirror by the door. The woman that stared back at me looked different. Dull green eyes stared back at me, letting me know how much I had to give up to act the part. It was all for the money.Exhaling, I touched the plaster on my face, wincing from the throbbing pain. The lousy doctor did me dirty, all to create an illusion.Everything was a gamble. From the time I ran in front of his car, to having him take me to the hospital we had hoped he would rush to, down to
MARKThe house was ghostly silent. Giulia avoided me like a plague. I'd met her with Judy—Initially, I thought she was trying to make peace—after I got back from one of my outings, but when she stormed up the stairs, I knew it was possibly another confrontation. Judy stayed back, welcoming me as she asked how my day was, something I hoped Guilia would have done.I knew I caused everything. Having promised to let Judy stay for just a day, I had to extend her stay to a month, despite Lia's stony glares and defiant gazes. I had to do that, for Judy. Sending her out in her state was inhumane, something I couldn't condone. I just wanted her to stay for a month while I arranged a place for her, something I had already done. By the end of the week, Judy will be out of the house. For good. With her gone, I will have my Lia back. After dinner, Judy came to keep me company. We spoke of nothing in particular. Just jokes and some side talks and funny shit.She was basically the only one giving m
GUILIA“That will be all for today,” Doctor Sheldon said, smiling as he disconnected from the live chat. Puffing out a breath, I plopped down on the bed and placed my hands on the back of my head, propping it up. It was late afternoon. Though no rays were coming from the window, I could feel the hotness because I asked Kenzo to switch the air-conditioning off. Don't ask why I did. I practically disconnected almost everything, just to spite Judy. Groaning, I turned on the bed, mulling over Dr Sheldon's words. Dr Sheldon was a physician I met a week ago on a tour around the university with Kenzo. Though the school year hadn't started, I was eager to visit the university and take a tour before the orientation date, which was in two months. Dr Sheldon was a visiting doctor, who luckily came for a seminar on that day. It was from his teachings that I got to know how good he was, prompting me to approach him. According to him, I could still give birth. From his lectures, which I joined an
MARKGiulia blinked at me. Then she narrowed her eyes and asked, "Did you bang your head against a wall?""Lia, I just want to know who he is!""And so fucking what?!" she shot at me, eyes glaring daggers at me. "Is that why you're screaming in my face?"Screaming? I wasn't screaming! Hell, I never screamed. I paced to the door and back to the foot of the bed. I don't know if she wanted to annoy me on purpose, or if this was some kind of payback for the Judy situation. I didn't give a single fuck what it was. Whatever she planned out was working.I voiced out the question. "Wait, are you trying to annoy me on purpose?""I beg your pardon?!" She leapt at me, wagging her index finger in my face. "Mark Colton Demi, if I send you out of this room, it would take two months before you get back in."I stared at her, my chest heaving softly, hiding the turmoil inside of me. I wasn't against her quest for education, but I'd always known that it was a bad idea. Those randy professors were alway
GUILIA“So? Did it work?” Dr. Sheldon asked with a smile, lifting a perfect brow at me. “Did you get him to do the deeds with you last night?”“Of course.” Smiling, I sat up on the bed, carrying my laptop with me. My phone fell off my desk last night, so I had Kenzo take it over to a repair shop. He wanted to get a new one for me, but I refused the offer. That was the first gift Mark gave me, and I didn't want to replace it. Not yet. “Do you want to hear the details?” I teased, grinning when I saw the flush on his cheeks. You would have thought a person like him would be used to things like this. Most times, I even wondered if he attended any practicals before they awarded him his degree. “I don't need to know more about it.” He waved my words off, knowing I was only teasing him. “Did you follow my instructions?”“To a T.” I made an okay sign, smiling as I thought back to last night. It wasn't the first time I had been intimate with Mark, but it seemed there was something else. Some
MARKI leaned against the doorway, arms crossed as I watched Giulia pace back and forth in the room. Her phone was pressed to her ear, and she was speaking in that quiet, focused tone she always used during the fucking classes. Dr. Sheldon again. I clenched my jaw, feeling the familiar twist of jealousy in my gut.She was doing this to spite me, I could tell. Or she probably wasn't on the phone with him. Possibly wasn't on a call at all. We were just in the middle of a conversation — or argument — when the call came, and she asked for a few minutes to answer it. Watching the small smile on her lips as she spoke to the person on the other end, gave me this intense urge to punch a hole in the motherfucker's face. When she finally hung up, I didn’t waste any time. "Who was that again?" I asked, trying to sound casual but knowing it didn’t come out that way.Giulia smiled at me. Okay, she was really rubbing it in my face. And she was calmer now after snapping at me moments ago. Not a go
GUILIAI didn't expect to meet that scene. When I went after Mark, it was to return his phone, which he had left in my room. I knew he was going over to Judy's room, which was why I ran there, not expecting the scene I met. The door was wide open, so I walked in, only to pause in my steps at the sight. Mark stood, facing Judy, who was just in a towel, one that barely covered her body. The air in the room seemed to thicken, like a heavy fog rolling in, as I stood frozen in the doorway. My heart, once beating steadily, now raced like a wild animal trying to break free. It felt like someone had punched me in the gut and knocked the wind out of me, almost sending me crashing to the floor. As I took in the scene before me, my mind struggled to process what was happening. Judy had her eyes on Mark, with her face etched with vulnerability and adoration. Mark, his expression soft, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and… something else. Something that looks almost like pity?A wave of na