“Yes sir, alright sir, I will do that, sir.” Nina said into the telephone speakers with a wide smile on her face. Her cheeks were tinted pink, she was blushing. Yes, she was talking to Dylan on the kitchen intercom. The telephone had rung just a few minutes after he got back from work and like every time that he had called that telecom, she picked up the telephone before I could. “Yes, sir.” She nodded before dropping the call. The smile on her face got wider and she squealed loudly, embracing me in her arms. “Oh my gosh, his voice is so sexy! The way he called my name, oh my goodness Hera it’s the best thing I’ve heard today.” She had this dreamy look on her face. Nina had never hidden her attraction to Dylan from me whereas I, I’ve done nothing but hide the fact that I was in love with him from her. She would gush about how good-looking she thought he looked any time she gets. She always had this dreamy look on her face and whenever she asked what I thought about him, I would act
Crash!Crash!“YOU THINK SHE’S PRETTY? YOU FUCKING THINK SHE’S PRETTY? WHY THE HELL ARE YOH MARRIED TO ME THEN? WHY DON’T YOU GO FUCK HER YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” I and everyone else living in that house heard Amelia shout from her and Dylan’s room. Brie whimpered, sobbing quietly into my shirt before she hugged me tighter. It was a rainy Saturday night. Amelia and Dylan had started their infamous argument about ten minutes ago and I’d immediately rushed to Brie’s room to stay with her because I knew she would be worried and sad. “For goddamn sake Amelia, you asked me a question!” Dylan's voice rang. It was crazy how thin the walls of a house as huge as that were. “AND YOU ANSWERED LIKE THE CHEATING BASTARD THAT YOU ARE! GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME! IF IT’S HER YOU REALLY WANT THEN GO BE WITH HER YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.” Crash!!!Crash!“LET ME GO DYLAN MARSHALL.” Crash!“Hera, is my mommy going to hurt my daddy?” Brie asked. Her big blue eyes filled with tears. I shook my head. “
“Oh my goodness Hera, did you hear the fight last night?” Nina started and I could hear the smile in her voice. I was in the kitchen trying to chop some onions for the food I was about to cook when Nina appeared out of nowhere and settled in one of the tall stools by the kitchen island. “Is it me or do you sound happy about it?” I asked without taking my eyes off what I was doing. “Of course not. I mean I’m happy that Amelia decided to leave the house but those words she said to Dylan were…” she sighed. “I feel bad for Dylan. Poor man, you should have seen the look on his face this morning.” I couldn’t see the look on his face because I tried my best to avoid looking up at him all morning. But from the little I saw last, I do not think Dylan was sad by his wife’s absence. “To think it’s the first time he had to go to church without Amelia. What an evil bitch she is. If only I could swap souls with her and have Dylan as mine. I would treat him like the king that he is and never take
I was shocked by how soft his lips were. They were easily the softest and moistest thing had ever had in my mouth. They were far softer than I had imagined. I couldn't help but wonder what he did to get them to be that soft. Hell! They were even softer than mine. It was foreign. His lips, the sensation of kissing, everything. It felt so foreign to me, in a good way of course. My internal organs were mush. The way his lips molded against mine perfectly made me feel hot all over. My knees were weak and ready to give up on me. I really would have crumbled to the floor if he hadn't been holding me up against the kitchen island.There wasn’t really much I could do as I’d never kissed anyone before him. I was clueless about where to put my hands and in what direction to tilt my head. All I did was stand there awkwardly and let him have his way with my lips. I was really hoping he wouldn’t think I was a bad kisser. He pulled back slightly and I pried my eyes open. “Have you not…done this
Luckily for us, for me it wasn’t Amelia like I had thought, it was Nina. I had forgotten that Nina left the house earlier which was why my mind went to Amelia, the only person that wasn’t home, when I heard the door open. I pushed Dylan off me like his close proximity burned my skin. I had ousted him so hard that he would have fallen to the floor if he hadn’t braced himself. I covered my mouth with my hand, shocked by what I’d done. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to—it’s just Nina is home and we could let her see us in this um compromising position and—are you okay? Did you get hurt?” I asked, closing the distance between us to check if he didn’t get hurt. “No, I didn’t get hurt. I would have never been able to tell that you have that amount of strength in you.” I blinked rapidly, subtly breaking eye contact. I stepped away from him and opened my mouth to apologize again when Nina’s voice interrupted me. “I’m back, sir.” She said and I quickly walked back to the sink to continue wit
“HERA!” Amelia yelled from the living room. I immediately stopped ironing the shirt I’d just gotten out of the laundry. I turned off the iron and jogged to the living room. I was in trouble, I knew that much but what I didn’t know was my offense this time. I could only hope it wasn’t something serious because to Amelia the more severe she found the offense, the more severe the punishment she gives. Just yesterday she threatened to cut back on my wages if I did anything to push her off. I would take her beatings and assault any day anytime as long as she doesn’t reduce my wages. “You called for me, Ms,” I said, my heart pounding from fear. “You stupid BITCH!” Before she could finish saying, her palm made contact with my cheek. The force she had used to slap me had been so great that my cheek stung. If I were alone, I probably would have cried but I was and I’d die before I let Amelia see me cry. I’d die before I give her the satisfaction that she brought me to tears. “Just look at
“Honey, You’re back.” Amelia said with a sickly smile on her face. She pulled her wrist out of his hold and turned to face him, placing a firm kiss on his lips. I couldn’t help but notice how stiff and unresponsive Dylan was. “How was work? You’re early today.” Her hands trailed down his chest. “What was happening here just before I arrived? Amelia what were you doing to Hera?.” He said in a tight voice. His face was set in a grim expression, he looked angry. It was quite weird seeing anger in Dylan as it was an emotion I’d never seen in him. Yes, I’d seen him upset about certain situations but not once before that moment had I seen him angry. “Um n-nothing, babe. You must be hungry, come with me I’ll fix your lunch for you.” She said as she tried to drag him away with her but he didn’t move. His feet were rooted to the spot. “Answer my question, Amelia!” He spat in a dangerously low voice that brought chills into my bones. I didn’t think I could ever find Dylan scary but I did at
“Hera, please wait!” Dylan’s voice said as he followed me around the house. He had been trying to talk to me for the past few days and I’d been avoiding him under the guise that I was busy with my chores. Just so I wouldn’t talk to him, I started to wash already lean plates and iron already ironed clothes. I swept and tidied the rooms again even though I had already done it before. I was ready to do everything all over again if it would mean he would back off away from me. “Hera, please!” He pleaded. “I’m sorry, sir. I really have to do the laundry. Ms. Amelia would be mad if she came back and find out that I was her the wash the clothes she asked me to.” It was a lie. I had already washed all that clothes the previous day but I was in no mood to talk to Dylan. I didn’t know what he wanted to say to me and although I was curious, I didn’t want to satisfy my curiosity. And yes, this was still about what I heard in Brie’s room that day. Knowing Dylan could go back to his wife immedia
Many weeks have passed and my relationship with Aziel has deteriorated drastically that even our children noticed and it wouldn’t have been that way if I hadn’t entertained Dylan or given a second thought to any of the things he told me. Although I didn’t admit that Aurora was his child, I became less hostile towards him and would even go on coffee dates with him under Aziel’s permission of course. As I started to get closer to Dylan, Aziel and I drifted apart. He indulged more in work and would only speak to me when necessary. He reminded me a lot of his old self, the Aziel I’d had a contract wedding with. Although Aziel never said it out loud, I knew he wasn’t happy with me seeing Dylan. He had told me to do whatever made me happy and it hurt to see that my actions made him less happy. The other day, Reon had asked me why Aziel rarely ate breakfast with us and I’d come up with an excuse about how he had to be at the office before everyone else but I knew it was only about time bef
I left the office late that night around past 9 pm because I was determined to sort out every pending work on my desk. I ended up being the last person to leave the office ‘cause I’d quickly dismissed everyone else in the afternoon. As I walked towards my car parked in the company garage, felt a presence behind me. I didn’t want to know if I’d imagined it or not, I didn’t turn back and instead picked up my pace and hurried over to my car. The person behind me was closing in on me and my heart raced ever faster. Why did I have to park my car so far into the garage? Who was this person following me and what did they want? I could hear the sole of their shoes hitting against the ground. I was walking so fast that I was almost running. I was really scared and thought about calling Aziel but I doubted he would have been able to do anything from where he was. When my car came in sight, I quickly fished out my car key from my purse and pushed the unlock button. I arrived at my car and just
“Aziel.” I said in a small voice, unable to look at him. I couldn’t even deny what he had said because I wasn’t sure if it was the truth or not. I didn’t know if I still had feelings for Dylan or not. I mean my body reacted to him like it had always been but still, that wasn’t enough to conclude that I had feelings for him. It’s been years since I last saw him so it could have just been a one time reaction. “Are you still unable to stop loving him after all these years with me? Are you ever going to stop loving him?” Aziel had never once asked me questions like that. Gone was the usual blank expression on his face, he looked hurt and he wasn’t afraid to let me know that. I felt a dull pang in my chest as I looked at him. He loved me, he’d always made me know that before we got married again (‘cause we had another wedding, a real one this time where my family attended). Although he might not say it often, but he’s told me he loved me before and not once have I ever said it back. “Azi
In the blink of an eye, I comported myself, standing tall with my head held up high even though my heart was thrashing so hard in my ribcage. I held his burning gaze for three seconds before blinking and walking away. As I walked past him, I caught a sniff of his scent. I shut my eyes close and held my breath, preventing myself from perceiving him 'cause his scent was beginning to stir up memories that I had locked for years, memories I had no interest in revisiting. "Wait!" He suddenly said, authoritatively might I add, and unknowingly, I stopped. I stopped. Why did I stop? Why can't I move my legs? I urged my legs to move but they didn't, they couldn't. It almost felt as if I had no control over them and he did the controlling. Like I was a puppet and his voice was just enough to control me. I felt irritated and embarrassed that I waited like he wanted. That even after all these years, his voice still elicited this unexplainable feeling in me. "You are still married..." He s
FIVE YEARS LATER"Mommy!" Reina cried out from somewhere in the house. I could hear the faint knocks on the bathroom door as she knocked on the door with her small hands. "Mommy! Let me in." She cried out again. I quickly rinsed off the soap lather on my face and looked through the glass shower to see that she had managed to let herself in. "What is it, honey? Mommy is taking a shower." She pointed outside the wide-opened bathroom door, her lips were curled downwards and her eyebrows knitted together. "Reon said his dress is prettier than mine! Mommy tell him it's not true! I have the prettiest dress, it's pink and gwOUrgeous and has a cute bow, his is just black and ugly." She stuck out her tongue in distaste. "And he's calling my dress ugly and-and Aurora isn’t taking my side...Mommy come tell him my dress is prettier! I'm prettier, my hair is prettier, my face prettier and he's just jealous of all this beautifulness...Mommy! be fast!" She whined before flailing her arms out in
“Are you going to say something?” I said after a long moment of silence. I hated that I was standing there, crying and on the verge of losing my mind while he looked as calm as the sea as if he hadn’t heard what I’d said. “I—don’t know what to say.” I had been wrong when I’d said he looked as calm as the sea. Yes his expression was calm, completely unfazed by what I’d just said but his voice on the other hand was different. I don’t think there was ever a time I’d heard Aziel sound so confused. He could have hid it with his expression but his voice gave it away that he was thrown off balance by the news. “I mean you’re pregnant that means…I’m going to be a father again. What I don’t understand is why you’re crying? I don’t know what you were thinking but I’m not like that douche. The child is mine and I’m going to assume full responsibility.” I shook my head and the tears in my eyes dropped. “I’m not having this child. I’m not. Not when I was finally getting my life together. How co
Aziel had barely stepped out of the house after receiving an urgent call from work when Athena started to bombard me with questions. “Why did your boss hug you like that? Why was he looking at you like that?” She had a skeptical look in her eyes. “What do you mean? He wasn’t looking at me in any way he shouldn’t be.” I said and tried to change the topic by asking if they wanted me to make breakfast for them but I should have known it wouldn’t be as easy as that. If I hadn’t forgotten that she and my mom would be watching us, I wouldn’t have hugged him or done anything that would make me suspicious. “Of course, he was weirdly looking at you.” She glanced at my mom as if asking for backup. “Isn’t he supposed to be your boss?” “And he is.” “So why did it seem like there’s something more between you two? Why did he look at you as if…as if he was in love with you?” If I’d been drinking something at that moment, I would have sputtered it everywhere. Aziel, in love with me? I wanted to
I woke up the next morning with my head in Aziel's chest. I glanced up at him to see that he was still sleeping very peacefully and I thought he looked cute when he was sleeping. Memories of what we did the previous night came back rushing in and then I felt a slight soreness between my legs. I couldn't help but smile at the thought that Aziel and I had finally done the deed after almost two years. I raised my head from his chest and placed a soft kiss on his chest. Our bodies were covered with the comforter so I raised it slightly to peek in it. I smiled when I realized that we were both still fully naked and that just means that we really had sex. I let my hand wander across his smooth muscular chest before gently moving downward and under the comforter till my hand was holding his flaccid member. As I slowly started to stroke him, I felt him getting harder and bigger in my hand. I found it fascinating that although he was still very deep in sleep, his member wasn't. I pulled the
Many months passed by and it was finally my twenty second birthday. I woke up that morning, extremely excited about my birthday. I’d received loads of wishes at midnight from my college friends, Theo and Alex. And although I appreciated that they all remembered my birthday but the one person I wanted to remember my birthday didn’t seem to remember. It had been that way for my twenty first birthday too, Aziel had forgotten about my birthday too. Theo had been the one to tell Aziel on the night of my birthday that it was my birthday. And although he had apologized then and got me a car the next day as a gift, I couldn’t help but think the same was going to happen that day. As I walked out of my room to the living room, I realized that Aziel had left for work. I frown appeared on my face as I realized that he had forgotten it was my birthday again. He didn’t think to wish me before he left or even send me a birthday message if he was running late. I shook my head and patted my cheeks w