A baguette in my tote bag and a roll of fresh flowers in my right hand is the right count that I need for me to replace the wilted one in my vase. Nicholas and I continued to walk down the streets towards my apartment, laughing with each other as if we had been friends with each other for a long time. We stopped in front of the three steps stairs that one must take to reach my front door. I turned to him and the curve on my lips slowly faded, not sure whether he wanted to get inside, if I should ask her to get inside, or drop a subtle hint that I didn't want him to get inside and fake a reason. Act like I am busy and there is something else that I need to do. "Do you want to come in?" I asked him in the end. Nicholas looked around, searching for a hint before he made up his mind, and just in time he answered that. Nika walked past BS, ignoring me completely. Thinking that I might have done something that might have completely upset her. My eyes followed her but while she was busily in
"Would you possibly believe me that my intention to you were true that I want you not just for a call of my flesh? You will not, Isla!" He said with a raspy voice, his frustration dripping. Amid his outburst. Nicholas bit his lips to stop himself from saying things that he shouldn't be spitting out right in front of me. He sighed and moved his head once as if a realization finally sunk in his head that this was a useless conversation. One step closer to the door and his hand already on the handle. I called for his attention. He abruptly turned his body back in my direction, waiting for me to do what I just did. Now he is all ears, his body language and his stance are urging me to speak to him now."You are right. I still wouldn't date you and have a relationship with you even if you approached me before that night. You are too good to be true. How can you fall in love with me when you know what kind of woman I am? You'd soon hate me after you start hearing all those malicious whisperi
Nika licked her lower lip as she eyed me from head down to toe after I slipped on the party dress that she had chosen for me. It's a silver sparkly backless dress with a plunging neckline that ends right above my thigh. "What are you wearing underneath that dress you, lil slut?" She asked mischievously. Hearing the word little slut from Nika sounds like a compliment rather than an insult. I looked down at my chest, subtly telling her to eye it too. Because of my small nipples, I can walk around braless with no one being able to tell because it would be barely noticeable, especially with the type of fabric that this dress that I am wearing and on top of that. The party will be held in a club, no one would notice it unless someone stares at me the way Nika does now. "Nothing up and a lacey black thong under. Why?" I answered though confused as to why she cared about what I was wearing underneath this party dress of mine. Nika raised her hand in mid-air asking for a high five that I gav
"I know her, Niks. I have been looking for her for the last two weeks," Kairos said to her though he said it in a whispering manner. I was sure that her ears caught it all too well for now she was staring at me with her eyes wide open out of shock. Suddenly, the EDM doesn't bother me as much as it does and I feel like dancing. Holding my breath while Nika's eyes run back and forth between Kairos and me, picking the right choice of words to come up with. I breathed deeply and it felt like the whole club heard it too. "Looking for her? It's been two weeks since she moved here." Her finger pointed to me and Kairos as she tried to slowly mumble words. "How well do you know each other?" She asked only that this time. The question is directed at me and she wants me to start being honest with her. "We barely knew each other, Nika. I was only with him for a week." "Yeah, but we did what most people wouldn't even think of doing with the person they are with for just a week," he said, runni
Struggling to free myself from his hold of me. It feels like I lost it after he called me Mrs. Lancaster. I narrowed my eyes at him completely and soon cut the distance between the two of us with just one step. Did he just call me Mrs. Lancaster? His Misus Lancaster knows that I am not Rory. "What did you say?" "You are going home with me, Mrs. Lancaster," he said the same words and so there is no way that my head is playing with me right now. I looked around before whispering, "You know that I am just an imposter of your wife." I took a step away from him to keep the distance between the two of us. Kairos chuckled. "I married you, Isla. I married an imposter knowing that she is an impostor. That doesn't make you an impostor anymore. How sure are you that it's Rory's name written on the marriage certificate?" He asked me with that smile full of malice. It's his way of telling me that he did something and everyone is about to lose their mind if they found out what he had done. "You
Dead silence swirls between the two of us. My eyes would sometimes steal a glance at him but I never dared to open my mouth to come out with something. Eyes now pasted on the tinted window of his Porsche. All these blocks and street names are now familiar to me which means we are back in the city. Closing my eyes and never wanting to open them again. I clutched my stomach in the hope that it would stop growling but it didn't, right at this moment I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything yet. "You skipped dinner?" He asked. Their eyes slowly drifted back at him. I nodded my head and on cue, the muscles on his jaw clenched and irritation now housed his eyes. "You went to a party with an empty stomach," he said again only that this time he wasn't asking. It's a statement rather than a question and he looks completely pissed too. "Where do you want to eat?" His follow up question is something I didn't expect from him. He should be hating me to the core right now. If he is not the type
"That fake family of yours. I won't allow you to meet them, not when I am not around. Now you can't use me as your excuse that Nicholas is your brother. He is not and I will get jealous." My eyebrow creased and I stared at him with my lips half-opened, trying to figure out if he was real or not. "Instead of fucking with my head. Why don't you go help them find Rory? You already know the truth, Kairos. Aren't you worried about her? Aren't you anxious that the reason her family couldn't find her was because she was being held captive? Nicholas told me that although Rory calls them once a week to make them less worried, she is calling through a burner phone." "So she won't be tracked? This isn't a missing case, wife. Her family can't seem to find her because Rory doesn't want to be found and she has the means to hide well. If someone is keeping her locked up as you and her brother assume. They would call her family to ask for a ransom, but they didn't, and like what you have said. She i
My phone beeped and before I could check who it was. I already knew who it was. The only person who was bombing my phone with text messages was Nicholas, considering the circumstances at the moment. I am glad that he is the only one who is contacting me. I am going to lose my mind if Diana starts calling me too. I rolled to the left side of the bed, with my eyes closed. My hand started to move around for my phone and just when I was holding it in my hand. It buzzes again for a new message that went through. 8 messages from Nicholas and three missed calls. Will you just please answer your phone? I need to know what's happening. My eyes slowly drift to the clock placed on the spot where I got my phone. It's 2:16 in the morning. If I remember it right, Kairos is a heavy sleeper and I am sure that he's fast asleep and dead to the world right at this moment. Pressing his number to dial's Nicholas number. It took just one ring for me to hear his voice from the other line. "Where are yo