(Alana)It was not every time Ricardo suggested going out. I sat comfortably in my seat and watched as he talked to the waiter. We went to a fancy restaurant. Not sure why he didn't let me change into something more fitting for the occasion. But the man said it didn't matter. "Bring something more healthy…no alcohol and yes…dessert," Ricardo finished and slammed the menu on the table. The waiter nodded with a smile knowing she had been troubled."Right away sir," the lady said with a low bow and left right away. "Whatever they prepared…why don't we get that," I said, recalling what he said on our way to the restaurant. Ricardo shrugged and picked up a glass of water."Not healthy, we need to follow a strict diet…" he said while taking a sip of water and I frowned even more."You look lovely," Ricardo said and poured me some water. I didn't know why his words made me blush. But he chuckled and leaned back in the chair."You look nervous," I said, adjusting myself. Ricardo shrugged an
Alana's eyes were red from rubbing them multiple times. She stared at her computer screen and then at her phone. No call from Ricardo. The man only asked Dennis to deliver lunch and other lovey-dovey gifts, and nothing. “Ah! This can't be happening,” it was frustrating to concentrate on work when her so-called husband was busy spending time away from her. “So…is it okay?” Someone's voice brought her back to reality. Startled, Alana glanced up and found her new assistant standing before her with a confused expression. “The materials just came in, the team is asking if you can check and select the ones you like,” the girl with big glasses covering half her face said and Alana knew what had happened. “Oh, Becky I think I need to look at this later,” Alana said with a sigh and pushed the chair backwards. The girl gave a half smile and placed a few files on the table. “Have you forgotten…you said we should do this as soon as possible,” the girl blinked profoundly at her, Alana let out
"Where is it?" Alana muttered in frustration as she kept going through Ricardo's cabinets in his study room. She already searched their bedroom for anything fishy but the man knew how to hide his tracks."That damned man is seeing another woman," she let out a low growl and straightened up. She dramatically wiped the sweat from her forehead and scanned the room. It was irritating to look for something so desperately yet not find it. Either way, her wife's instincts wouldn't lie. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Ricardo was acting strange. Or was it because she was pregnant? Did she look so fat or ugly?"Ah!" Alana slammed her fist on the table and bit her lower lip. Maybe it was it. She scanned herself carefully and nothing was wrong. "Am I fat? Or is my face so wrinkly," she touched her face dramatically but nothing seemed out of place. She heard some men tended to stay away from their wives when they got pregnant. Did this mean Ricardo was also disgusted by her? Think
(Alana)I scanned the black card handed to me and then glanced up at Ricardo. He didn't say a word, but simply shoved the card in my hand and turned to do whatever he had been doing.“What's this for?” I asked again, having no idea why he was giving me his black card. He shrugged and started arranging his suit. I stared at him for a while.“Ricardo, what are you planning, huh,” I asked and walked around the bed to get my purse when Ricardo caught me from behind. I was a little startled, but soon smiled when the man planted a soft kiss on my neck.“You smell delightful,” he murmured while kissing me for a while. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine.“Ricardo, that's enough… I'm certain… Bri is waiting,” I said in between breaths while I tried to control myself. Just a touch from the man sent me over the edge. But I had a whole day planned out for Santiago and me.“I'm sure others can wait.” He whispered and slowly turned me around, so we were facing each other. His arm snaked aro
Ricardo smiled as he arranged things on the table. Checking if the place was decorated as he wanted. It took some time to gather everything, including what his wife loved. Especially what she left back home in Italy. All he wanted was to make it up to her. Celebrate her birthday and assured her he would always be there for her. The bedroom was ready. He decided to have a little gathering at his farmhouse. Away from distractions. “Will she love this,” he muttered with a smile and scattered some rose petals on the bed? He had some candles placed in clear water bowls and arranged in a heart shape. In the middle of the room. “That's done,” he said with a smile, and placed the candles to the sides. He looked around and exhaled in relief. Glancing at his wristwatch, it was nearing evening. He made sure Alana was distracted for the day and did not get tired from work. The night was going to be a special one. For the first time, he was feeling nervous. “Damn it…why isn't she answering,” Ri
Alana's eyes were getting blurry by the second. Rocco had taken her from the bed to the sitting area. She thought he would let her go, but he kept her restrained. Looking at him, Alana saw nothing but a crazy person. She was married, for goodness' sake. “It's your birthday… I want you to enjoy it…do you like the dress,” Rocco asked with a smile and glanced over at her? Of course, Alana had nothing to say. No matter what, she wasn't going to give him what he wanted.“I only want…what's best for you,” he added and held out the small knife, Alana kept her gaze away from him. Her silence made Rocco angry. But he kept his cool. She would come around soon, and now he was only trying to protect her and make her happy. “Everything I'm doing is…”“Just let me go! I don't want you!” Alana should for the first time that Rocco was startled by her outburst. She looked up, and her eyes were filled with hatred, “I don't love you, how many times should I say it?” She yelled again, this time she ke
The night was still young as per what Ricardo said. Without even considering her opinion. The man led her out of the room after making sure she was okay. It was a cold night, the sky was dark and blank with no signs of stars. Alana felt cold all over, but with Ricardo's warmth. She smiled faintly and awaited what the man had for her.“Ricardo, this…” Alana said and stumbled a little, but Ricardo secured her balance. “Careful, we are almost there,” he muttered and led her down the few stairs left. He blinded and folded her; hence Alana couldn't see a thing. Either way, her heart was racing. With each step, she took. She could feel the anxiety building up.“Just a little more…that's it…” the man said, breaking her trail of thoughts. Alana didn't take a step further but stood in place.“What is it, Ricardo,” she loved surprises in the past, but why was she feeling nervous? Ricardo chuckled and made sure the place was good when he went to stand behind her.“It's my wife's birthday… I'm n
Ricardo's eyes flashed with rage as he went through the business proposal for his wife. He didn't mean to pry, but he just wanted to help his wife. But finding out her so-called college friend was the one wanting to be partners with her made him feel uneasy.“Why are you upset, huh… Vincent Reyes is young and talented…besides, you and his father are acquaintances,” Camilo said with a smack on the table. His lips quivered upwards, but Ricardo only massaged his temples and shoved the file away.“I'm not upset…she's my wife…why should I?” It was ridiculous for Camilo to say he was upset because of a random man. Of course, he didn't know that Reyes's son knew his wife.“Childhood friends, sweetheart and all are just some immature things… I'm sure there's nothing to worry about,” Camilo chuckled, not sure why he found Ricardo's predicament to be funny. Either way, the man's look was priceless. “Just chill Ricky, it's not healthy to get jealous…” Camilo added when Ricardo didn't say a word