Chapter 15 Explanation (Adult Content 21+)

Sierra swore that she really didn’t know what to say to Callie to fix everything now. But she knew she still had to do something—say something to end the misunderstanding.

If Callie thought this way about her, she knew her friend must be tortured by everything.

"I know that whatever I say to you will just sound like an excuse. But I want you to listen because what happened isn't what you think, Callie."

"Are you saying that I heard wrong?"

"No," Sierra shook her head. "That’s exactly what I talked about with Axton, and I admit it. But I want you to know that something happened at the office, and everyone started calling me a whore because they think I have a relationship with Axton after I came to the office with him several times."

Callie didn’t react, but Sierra still saw the disappointment so clearly in her eyes.

Now she wondered in her heart—how could Callie hide all of this since yesterday? How could she still try to act kind when she is sick of her?

Now she understood why Callie’s emotions were exploding and hard to control. If she were in that woman’s position, she wasn’t sure if she could stop herself from throwing a knife at her.

"They didn’t know I heard their conversation outside the bathroom, and I planned to leave without saying anything. But Axton was there, and he warned that employee. That made me angry because I felt they wouldn’t stop talking badly about me. They’d only talk more after Axton’s warning. I also said that I didn’t mind what they called me because, yes, I’m a whore now. Who sleeps with their best friend's husband if they’re not a whore, Callie?"

"You said something stupid, and you know why."

Sierra nodded. "Yes, I know. But the truth is, I did sleep with your husband, and I did something very stupid. The agreement happened because I was angry about everything, and we both knew Axton wasn’t serious about what I told him. Callie, there’s no other agreement if that’s what you want to make sure of. I said that to Axton to convince him that I’m indeed a whore who deserves to be insulted by others. I admit I made a mistake. But trust me, we only slept together because... we had to. There’s no emotional bond if you’re worried about that."

"Should I believe you after everything I’ve heard? I feel like I don’t even know you, and I'm disgusted when I think about it all. I did ask you to sleep with my husband so you could get pregnant with my child. But don’t think about taking it away from me, Sierra."

"I made that agreement so Axton would stop dealing with people who call me a whore. I just wanted to remind myself that I am indeed a cheap woman who’ll do anything for money. But I never meant it that way, Callie. I don’t want anything like that from you or your husband."

"And you offered your body to my husband."

"Believe me, that’s not what I meant, Callie. There’s no agreement between us other than the one we made together. I admit I made a mistake about that. Please forgive me."

Sierra had messed everything up.

She messed everything up again like she always did.

"I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to get pregnant. But I’ll do everything I can. After that... I promise I’ll leave this city, and you can have your child for yourself, Callie. After we succeed, you can erase any trace of me and live happily with your child and your husband."

"Can you be quiet?" Callie spoke up. "I’m sick of all this, Sierra."

Sierra didn’t expect Callie to say that while she was trying to fix the mood. She was guilty, and maybe she deserved worse words than what Callie had given, but she couldn’t deny that her own mood was also very chaotic right now.

She stared at Callie in disbelief, especially when the woman stood up and walked out of the dining table without saying anything. She left her there with all the chaotic feelings swirling in her mind.

"Callie?" Axton’s voice was heard from behind her, and Sierra had no intention of turning her head.

"I’m done eating," Callie said, walking past her husband without a word.

Of course, that raised questions for Axton. But the man couldn’t stop Callie when she chose to leave the dining table.

Now, it seemed Sierra wanted to leave, too. She didn’t mind if she had to stay hungry all night just because she missed dinnertime. But she was already there, sitting in silence with Axton.

It felt like she could hear the war in her mind as she let her spoon and fork clash against her dinner plate.

"What happened today?"

That question broke the silence between them.

Sierra swore she had already expected Axton to ask when he noticed the strange vibes between her and Callie. It must have been very obvious since this morning... or maybe since last night. And tonight was the peak.

Everything was so messed up, and Sierra didn’t know what to do to fix it. She didn’t even know how to explain to Axton, especially since he was also involved in making mistakes that made everything chaotic.

"Didn’t I tell you that Callie is very sensitive and gets angry easily? Did you two argue or something?"

"I wouldn’t call it an argument because, honestly, this is all because of the two of us."

"What are you talking about?"

Sierra drank from her glass and felt she had had enough of sitting there.

Seemingly impatient to hear her explanation, Axton stood up and walked away from the dining table. Without needing to ask, she knew where he was headed.

Hell, everything was falling apart, and she hated all of this.

She stared at the remaining food on her plate but did not intend to eat it again. The dining table felt eerily quiet, like the ones at her house—something that was never common in this house.

She decided to walk back to her room and let the maid deal with the leftovers on the table.

Her steps slowed when she saw Axton knocking on the door of his room, which Callie had locked.

Oh God, it seemed she had truly made a huge mess.

"Callie? Can I come in? If something’s wrong, we can talk about everything." The man was still standing in front of the door, not forcing Callie to open it, just trying to persuade her to let him in.

Sierra nearly cried when an idea crossed her mind.

If they both had such great love for each other, why did God have to send such big problems that made them suffer? Now, not only Callie and Axton were suffering, but she also felt the pain when she realized she had caused such a huge problem.

"Callie?"

Axton had seen her walk past him, but he didn’t say anything.

Sierra kept walking into her room and quickly closed the door before her thoughts made her do something crazy.

She felt so messy.

She had caused problems, and she had messed everything up. She had even put everyone in a difficult position.

"Axton," maybe she had gone crazy when she decided to open the door again.

She had made so many mistakes by leaving her door open and inviting her best friend’s husband into her room. This time, she shouldn’t make the same mistake.

"Come into my room, and I’ll explain everything."

Well, it seemed she still hadn’t truly realized her stupidity.

***

Sierra sat at the edge of her bed, clutching her hands tightly while Axton stood in front of her. He looked impatient to hear her explanation while she still had to think of how to explain without making the situation more awkward.

"How long do I have to wait here while Callie locks the door to our room and won’t let me in, Sierra?" Axton asked.

Sierra looked up and exhaled. "This morning, I took a pregnancy test with Callie because we thought I was pregnant."

Axton raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

"Of course, I’m not pregnant. And that made Callie disappointed."

"She couldn’t have been mad about that, right?"

"Believe me, I thought she wouldn’t be mad," she shook her head, "but she was. She was so mad it confused me."

"What do you mean?"

"At first, I thought it was all because she was disappointed when she found out I wasn’t pregnant. But I just found out that she... overheard our conversation about the agreement I made with you."

"What?" Axton looked panicked, and she could see it very clearly. "What are you talking about?"

"Did you make sure that phone call ended when you threw your phone?" She stood up and looked at Axton seriously. "No, Axton. The call didn’t end, and that’s why she heard everything."

"Oh damn!" Axton cursed and quickly ran out of Sierra’s room.

Sierra knew where the man was going, and maybe she also knew what Axton was going to do. He would surely apologize to Callie, beg her, and try to explain what happened, just like she had done earlier.

She stepped out of her room only to close the door behind her. At first, she only intended to close her room door, but she didn’t expect to find Axton back in her room, locking the door behind him.

"What are you doing?" She frowned.

Axton looked at her for a moment, and she felt she saw a strange look in his eyes—a look she had seen a few times before, but she still wasn’t used to it.

"She won’t open the door until she calms down, and I don’t want to force her."

"So?"

Axton took a step closer, and Sierra didn’t know why she chose to step backward.

"I knew something like this would happen if we let emotions show when we were doing this. I admit I made a mistake in accepting the deal Callie proposed. If I could, I would turn back time and oppose her idea as much as I could." He kept stepping closer, and she kept stepping back.

Once her feet touched the edge of the bed, she knew she had no room to step back anymore. But Axton kept moving forward, closing the distance between them.

Sierra had to lower her head if she didn’t want her lips to touch his neck.

"I don’t want this to go on any longer and create more misunderstandings. I’m sure you don’t either, right?"

She nodded slightly. However, no words came out of her lips as Axton gently pushed her and made her fall onto her bed. She looked up and watched as Axton started unbuttoning his pants, and in an instant, the realization hit her hard.

"Axton, are you sure?"

"Are you having doubts?" He asked the same question she had asked him on the first night they slept together.

Sierra didn’t remember how many times this man had touched her, but every touch they shared made her hope it would be the last one.

For anything in the world, Sierra wished all of this could end soon.

"No. I want this to be over quickly. I’m sick of everything." She said as she took Axton’s hand to undo his pants. She didn’t know when she had learned how to do that, but now her fingers moved without hesitation as if she knew every exact step.

"So let’s sleep together, Sierra." He said as he bent down to unbutton the pajamas she was wearing.