Immediately after Henry's proclamation, Lance flared up with an unbelievable amount of anger.The sound of his chair screeching filled the huge dining hall as he stood up, fist balled tightly and turning white while he glared daggers at Henry who looked unfazed by his action."Have you gone insane?" Lance quarried."Lance!" Grace warned. "Mind the way you speak to your father.""You keep your damn mouth shut." Lance shot in her direction, making sure that this time around, the homewrecker wasn't spared of his anger.At this, Henry finally spoke up. He could take Lance insulting him, but not his wife."How dare you?!" He asked at the top of his lungs, wanting to instill fear in Lance.However, his actions did very little of that and rather angered Lance. Without thinking twice, the male shot back bitterly."No, how dare you? You think you can control my life?! Determine when I get married and who I get married to?!" He snickered bitterly. "You long lost that right.""How dare you speak
The entire table was silent for a few seconds, and all eyes, were once again, ON ROXANNE.Henry looked disbelieving, Grace just the same and Penelope, she looked like she was about to fall apart from Lance's announcement.Roxanne understood her reaction seeing as her fiance had just announced that he would be marrying another woman, instead of her.Even Roxanne could not believe what Lance had just said and stared at him with wide eyes. Sure, she knew he was crazy, probably has a few screws lose...However, what the hell was he doing?!"What did you just say?" Henry final asked after a few seconds l, breaking the silence that settled over the entire table."This, this is unbelievable." Grace muttered out as she nearly slumped in her chair from the shock she received from Lance's news.However, the male didn't seem to care about either of their expressions. Not Henry's rage filled one, nor Grace's confused and utterly shattered one and most especially not Penelope's hurt and angered ex
Roxanne sat by the edge of the hotel bed, watching from the back as Lance undid the buttons of his shirt and discarded the peice of material.After their argument on the road, Lance had suddenly decided that he wanted to have sex...on the road.Roxanne was stunned beyond words, but fortunately, she was able to persuade Lance that they shouldn't least go to a hotel and book a room rather than having sex in the back of a car.And so, Lance drove to a local hotel and checked in. Roxanne was more than glad that he agreed to this, however, she could no longer ignore the ache that was growing in her chest as Lance silently led them to the room, not once glancing back to speak nor check on her, and now here he was, stripping off his shirt and pants while she sat in her undergarments, contemplating if she really wanted something like this to happen, again?'You don't have a choice, Roxanne.' She reminds herself. 'This should be normal, since you both are nothing but sex partners.'Just the th
Exhausted by the whole event that had transpired and everything so far, Roxanne eventually fell asleep in Lance's hand.Her soft snores and even heart beat was the only thing that filled Lance's ears as he watched her for a while before closing his eyes and falling asleep with her body cradled close to his.The warmth and safety that his body brought provided Roxanne with a good dream. When she opened her eyes, she found her parents in front of her, smiling down at while offering her a wrapped sandwich.Roxanne was confused and almost got her hopes high when she looked around and remembered the scenery she was in.It was from a time in her childhood when she had gone out with her parents during a riot and due to a few circumstances, they ended up benching it out on a park to wait till the riot died down.Her mother had always kept a stash of sandwiches for when the worst would happen, but she never imagined that she would have one all wrapped and ready to eat on the day of the riot."
Penelope sat in her designated office, back facing the entrance and eyes glued to the picture she had opened on her phone screen.It was a photo of Lance and Roxanne kissing during the day she had hosted the yacht party. At first when she had recieved it along with the message asking if she wanted to uncover the truth behind her fiancé's cheating, she had ignored it seeing as it was from an unknown number. She chose to believe that this picture had been photoshopped as there were many people, both male and female, desperate to see her and Lance end their engagement and jump at the chance.But now, after the stunt Lance had pulled during dinner the previous night, and after receiving two other pictures of him and Roxanne kissing, she bow knew otherwise.The thought that Lance was cheating on her and that he was hiding it from her, resurfaced in her mind once more and with anger, she threw her phone to the floor, watching a the device ended up having cracks across the screen.Just then,
Since then, a week has gone by. Roxanne left the penthouse before the sun could set and ever since, she refuses to answer Lance's call.The male, obviously had been baffled about this new attitude of hers, but instead of storming to her place, he chose to give her time and space and focus more on the case of his mother as it seemed like he was finally getting headway.Roxanne had no idea that her disappearance was all over his mind, especially since they had made love so many times and yet, Lance could not get enough of her. She was addictive and it just wasn't the sex alone, but also her character in whole.Everything about her seemed to drive him to the edge. But of course, Roxanne remained oblivious to this and chose to believe that Lance was simply playing games with her mind and heart, which was very far off from his true intentions.Today was the start of a new week, Roxanne woke up early and tried to dress her best as her schedule showed she had a conference meeting first thing
As Lance stepped out of the conference room, his mind buzzing with thoughts about the upcoming project, his eyes fell upon a scene that instantly prickled his irritation. There, in the hallway, was Roxanne, wrapped in Colton's embrace.For some reason, The sight cut deeper than he expected, making the space between his brows creased into a frown.He felt anger rising in the pit of his stomach as his mind tried to convince him that Roxanne was really a lose woman.Just last week, it was him who had held her in his arms, cherishing the warmth and comfort her body gave off after she had fought, cried and later fell asleep in his arms. And now, she was throwing herself at Colton?A Fresh surge of anger overwhelmed Lance, pushing him forward with a determination to intervene. He stormed up to the two, his hands clenched tightly into fists. Without a second thought, he reached out and grabbed Roxanne by her wrist, determined to pull her away from Colton's grasp.Startled by Lance's sudden a
Three days had passed since that pivotal moment on the rooftop. Roxanne had retreated to the solace of her home, hoping to find clarity amidst the chaos of her swirling emotions. She sat in her living room, surrounded by paperwork and her laptop, attempting to focus on her work. But her mind would constantly wander back to Lance's confession. The weight of his words continued to linger, tugging at her heartstrings.Did Lance really mean those words he had spoken? Could she believe his every word despite knowing that he had a fiancee he was meant to marry in less than two months?Questions of such lingered heavily in the back of her mind, but Roxanne tried her very best to push them away, lock them away and focus solely on seeing to it that the business left by her father withstood whatever storm was brewing.As she was engrossed partially in her work and partially in her thoughts, a knock on the door interrupted her musings. Roxanne pulled the laptop off her lap and approached the doo