Chapter 4

ALENA

My tears finally gave in. He was hammering my heart. This was nerve wracking. 

“What… What is going on? I've never met you before but you seem to have something strong against me." 

"You just had to come into my life the moment when everything was beautiful. You actually seem happy with this arrangement." 

"Did I ruin something precious to you?" 

"Yes. Yes you did! I can't be with the love of my life right now because of you. She is my everything. My world. I wanted her to be at the altar with me. I wanted to say wedding vows to her." 

"You have a..." 

"Yes, I have a girlfriend, and I'm not ending things with her. If anyone has the right to be my wife then that's her." 

Adrenaline flooded my veins. He was in love with another woman? By the looks of it this wasn't just some ordinary love. He was head over heels in love with this woman. 

His eyes were now sad. I could see the intense pain and sadness in his gorgeous eyes. The fact that I was the cause of this pain stabbed my pounding heart ruthlessly. 

He was at the brink of tears. I don't know why but it hurt me miserably seeing him in this terrible condition. 

"She is beautiful. She has everything I have ever wanted in a woman. I love her. I am madly in love with her,” he confessed looking at his trembling hands as if she was right there. 

Hearing Dylan confess his love for another woman destroyed me to the core. It was crystal clear that I stood no chance with him. 

"What about me?" I suddenly croaked immediately regretting saying those words. 

I was clearly inviting criticism. He had already called me cheap and undignified. What more did I want? 

"You are a nobody to me. You are far from my taste. We can never even be friends. Just stay away from me and don't try anything that will make me forget I'm human." 

His words held a lot of command and authority. They made me shiver. The car came to a sudden halt. Guess we were ‘home’. 

Dylan left the car, slamming the door in my tearstained face. The chauffeur was kind enough to open the door for me and I trotted behind Dylan who was already by the entrance of the mansion. 

He banged the doors open and stormed in. I looked like a lost puppy running after him except that puppies were cute. I looked horrible and the tears cascading down my cheeks just added to the horror. 

I was finally in after a long struggle with my painfully long heels. Dylan was already trudging upstairs furiously. 

"Dyl," a soft nectarine sweet voice called. 

That voice seemed to stop him dead in his tracks. My curiosity kicked in and I turned to the luxurious living room which was where the angelic voice had come from. 

Shock held me immobile. I was dumb stricken by the sight before me. A lady stood there. Not just some ordinary plain Jane like me but a mesmerizing drop dead gorgeous woman. 

She wore a sexy long sleeve crisscross bandage dress that flounced and complemented her supple curves perfectly well. She was taller than me by inches. 

Her face was angelic with warm blue eyes and mascara which accentuated her batting eyelashes. Her features were arranged on her face to maximum perfection. Her hair was a rich shade of blond and well maintained. Why did she look so familiar? 

Dylan seemed to take a deep breath and his chest started heaving again. I saw a different version of my husband trudge down the stairs quickly. 

He was different from the man I had interacted with in the car. He appeared soft, tender and loving. He stood at a distance from the lady who I now thought of as his lover. He seemed to not think of himself as worthy to get close to her. He looked distraught. 

"Gwen, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I should have fought for us. I should have…"

Gwen. Now I knew who she was. She was Celeste's best friend. This was obviously a losing game for me. 

"Dyl, it's not your fault. I still love you all the same and more if that is even possible because I'm saturated with love for you." 

Even Gwen had been crying. Her eyes were red and puffy and it looked like she would break down again soon. 

"I love you, Gwen. I always have and always will. No one will come in between us. Not even this marriage," he assured her. 

Her tears disturbed him. That I could tell. Mine seemed to not faze him even one bit. 

"All I need from you is one thing right now. I need assurance that I still have you. I need to feel you close to me, honey." 

Oh. She just called my husband honey. 

"Anything, baby. Just say the word and I'll do anything for you." 

"Kiss me." 

Simple and straightforward. She just asked my husband to kiss her. I felt completely invisible. 

My heart broke into a million pieces when he strode towards her on impulse, completely closing the gap between them. His delicious looking lips immediately crashed down onto Gwen's and my world fell apart. 

So I happened to be the other woman in my own marriage. The kiss wasn't some dirty hungry and demanding kiss. It was slow, passionate and perfect. Their lips were locked as they moved in perfect sync. 

Gwen's hands were around Dylan's neck and he had her firmly ensconced in his arms by her decanter shaped waist. They were passionate lovers. They had experience and the technique. I was inexperienced. I was just a common person in matters of the heart. 

What was I even thinking? He would never be enticed by someone like me. He was completely out of my league. 

Gwen wrapped her tanned legs around Dylan's torso as the kiss became heated. It wasn't some normal ordinary kiss. It was extraordinary. Everything about this billionaire was extraordinary. 

He led the both of them upstairs, probably to his bedroom, and they went to "enjoy their wedding night."

He was too busy for me. He would never care for me. I would never get the love I longed for. I was left behind throwing myself a self pity party. My eyes hurt from crying. My constant sniffing had probably been background music to the lovebirds. 

I was exhausted so I stumbled upstairs to find my bedroom where my luggage had been kept in. It took me a long struggle but I finally made it. 

I collapsed onto the bed and sleep immediately took over me. I didn't have the power to change or shower. I just hoped the next morning, I would wake up from this nightmare, laughing at how silly and unreal it all had been.