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As the days are passing, my heart is weakening. Because it reminds me that I'm approaching the day when my marriage will end. Rafe and I will be free from the knot that is tying us together. I've contacted the lawyer and she said our divorce application is in process. It will be issued in few days. It's hard to imagine how my life would be after Rafe. I'm used to this lifestyle, seeing Rafe around me always. And now we've even settled our differences. So I don't have any grudge against him in fact I like his presence around me. I'm habitual of hearing his voice daily. I'm habitual of having him on my side. I come back home after a tiring day. I toss my purse and phone on the bed and go straight towards the closet to find my night outfits. While going through my clothes, my eyes fall on the lingeries Mom sent. They are stuffed in one corner. I stand still and stare at them. I haven't thrown them out of the closet yet. I couldn't because of their expensive costs. Pulling them out, I
"Say something, Fay." He grabs my shoulders and makes me look at him, "Your silence is making me anxious. Please do not think that I married you for my business gains. Don't think of me as some mean jerk who was lured by your established business, just how Father was. I'm not like him, I swear. I didn't participate in Father's plan or lead him on. Father was asking me to ask you to merge our companies and all, but I never encouraged him on anything."I smile at his explanations. His eyes are reflecting his sincerity, "Relax, Rafe. I know you and I believe you. I know you are not like your Father so you don't have to explain anything to me. And besides, I'm happy to hear that you gained something from this marriage. It is lessening my remorse. I'm actually glad that my lie worked for you in some way. I acted selfish too back then so I've no right to blame you for anything if you used our marriage excuse for your own benefit."I take a brief pause, and become serious, "Our marriage was n
Utterly dumbfounded, my body freezes as if my soul has been pulled out. Rafe's touch becomes more intense. He presses his lips further to mine and begins moving them in a slow pace. My mind doesn't immediately register what's happening to me. It takes its time to give me an alert that Rafe is for real KISSING ME. I literally lose my vision for some seconds as I comprehend the situation. A black blanket appears before my eyes, making it difficult to see anything around me. I only feel his mouth on mine and his hands on the curves of my neck. My hands involuntarily move up to his chest. I never even imagined this moment not in my unconscious mind that Rafe could kiss me. I thought Rafe had friend-zoned me. I thought I was not a woman for him. But now what is this happening to me.I close my eyes and embrace the sensations his lips are giving me. I scatter in his arms. My legs stumble out of weakness. I give him the hint that I can't stand. His warm touch and kiss make me put down my f
All my presumptions proved to be correct about why Rafe disappeared in an instant after kissing me. I comprehended it through his behavior. He is regretting it. He didn't like kissing me. He's probably ashamed of cheating on his girlfriend with me. He plainly ignored me the entire next week. He barely came home at nights. He didn't talk to me in the office. He treated me like I don't exist as if he couldn't hear me or see me, as if I had become invisible. I tried a few times to talk to him, to find out what's wrong with him, but he made excuses, showed reluctance, and pretended that he's too busy to talk about anything, but work. It made me angry. It made me hurt. His cold attitude and the way he has been avoiding me. It made me think that he's giving me hints that he doesn't want himself around me, that he suddenly became allergic to me. I'm surprised by his sudden change of behavior with me. He was being so friendly, so understanding before the kiss and now this. . . He's making
I paint my lips with cherry red lips. The color is contrasting with my shimmery, sleeveless red dress. "Woah, you're looking fab, Freya."I see through my dresser's mirror that Mia enters my room then stares at me from head to toe with an opened mouth. I move to my eye-make. Mom and Dad have already left for their designated hotel leaving Mia behind. "But isn't this too sparkly for family dinner?" "This is not for dinner." I move a mascara brush on my lashes, "I'm going out. The food is in the fridge. If you feel hungry, just microwave it. Stay comfortably at home, watch a movie on TV or do a live streaming. And do not stay awake till late. It's not healthy.""But what about dinner? Mom and Dad invited you and Rafe."I turn to her, "It is cancelled. I just talked to Mom and cancelled it." I've changed my plan.I decide to skip the family dinner and go somewhere else. I knew if I would not do something to distract myself, my stress would kill me. "Did they agree?" She asks."Yes."
Around ten o'clock in the evening, I hesitantly enter the villa with my coat hanging on my arm. I intend not to come face to face with Freya. It will be difficult again to avoid her and her eyes filled with questions.Locking the main door, I walk inside and notice empty cups and plates scattered on the dinner table. I feel strange. Someone was here at the villa?I walk further and then I hear the faint sound of music coming from the room which usually remains vacant.After a few seconds, I see a familiar woman step out of that room. She stops midway when she catches me. A young girl with short hair and a petite figure. I instantly recognize her."Mia." A smile plays on my lips, "What a pleasant surprise!"She darts to me, "Rafe, you're finally here. We all were waiting for you."She hugs me and I hug her back, "Yes, I now remember you were going to come today." I groan at my lost memory. I forgot that Freya's parents were going to land here today. I also remember that I got to know f
I am sitting at the bar counter with Luke, observing people dancing and eating. The atmosphere is vibrant and animated. It is animated enough to put some life into a spiritless body like me. The music and dancing is lifting up my mood a little if I ignore the part of me that is feeling lonely and wishing Rafe would be here.Luke and I did attend the musical event but midway I got bored so I asked him to go to the dance bar. The event was formal and I wanted to be in some non-formal and relaxed environment. I even dressed for a non-formal place. So I changed his plan and he thankfully agreed. "The ring is still not in your finger. Did it sort out with your husband?" Luke questions. I give a brief glance to my finger then grab my glass of drink, "What sort out? It's near the end." I murmured, but he still heard me, "Really? That's awful. Rafe can't be this imprudent to let go of a woman like you. I mean you have a great personality and flawless looks. There can't be anything in you t
Anxiously, I dance my eyes everywhere as soon as I enter the dance lounge Luke Salvatore has told me about. I see heads all around, flashy dresses and colorful strobe lights. The loud rock music is hammering the ground and the entire place. I stop and think that I can't find Freya in this massive crowd.I'm going crazy with anger and acute worry. I hope I'm not late and she is okay. My paranoid brain gave me all kinds of weird thoughts about her on my way to here. I walk further and keep my eyes engaged in an impatient search for Freya. With continuous walking I reach the bar counter and there I see a familiar face. He sees me too and raises his arm up in air and waves at me.I rush to him at a supersonic speed and grab his collar, "Where's my wife? What did you do to her?" "What are you saying?" He gets surprised and tries to push away my hands from his collar, "Why would I do anything to her? She's my project partner." "Cut your crap and tell me where she is?" My impatience is rea