Pascal's POV:This conversation was making me feel murderous. She had stopped talking a while ago and I was itching to get the rest out of her. Then I would find this Justin guy and his accomplice Kelly and show them what real manipulation looks like. Like what on earth is wrong with people?!She continued speaking after a while Sandra's POV:I cleared my throat as it seemed something was lodged there. "Kelly convinced me it was because I was not giving him sex, at the time even the night outs were spent with strippers draped all over him while I was to be the good girlfriend and sit in a corner and just look pretty.At first I rebelled on the idea because my mum insisted I keep myself for marriage and not make the same mistakes that she did. Of course I was no naive virgin, but I had also never gone all the way with anyone. So I figured it was just to amp our fooling around, you know, making out with clothes off kinda thing. But Kelly said no, that I should give him my virginity. T
Pascal's POV:I felt hurt that she had to go through all of that, and my actions had triggered that traumatic memory for her.Her last words shook me because now I understood what she went through and my contributions to it. "I went for therapy and all to be able to move on with my life. All this and what you said about finding me worthy to be your wife just took me down this horrible path that I never wanted to thread on to begin with. I felt like I had not learned my lesson and I had fallen for the reason I had a mental breakdown ten years ago. Like history was repeating itself again but with a guy I actually genuinely like, not one I was manipulated into thinking I had feelings for. That was why I had to get away from you, you were playing me all this time like I did not matter! " She was screaming by the end of it. I could feel her pain. Almost touch it, it was that palpable. And I had enabled this. But I had to make something clear first."I never played you Sandy, you always m
Zina's POV:Today was the day I have both been looking forward to and dreading at the same time. Going out as Zina Honduras. I was to meet up with my friends at a local diner, it has been ages since I hung out with Jasmine, Kathy and Bella. I am very certain they would be pissed at me when we finally meet up. For a number of reasons. One, they are not aware that I married Neil. Two, they were not invited to the wedding, three, I cannot disclose details about the wedding since it is a contract wedding, so I was going to lie to them about the details. And four, I have not told them of the madness that is termed Megan Claudie, or the sex tapes that thanks to Neil were no longer in existence. Maybe I should not talk about the sex tapes. It is a memory I do not want resurfacing. But now that I am thinking about it, I have not heard from Megan or heard about her since the incident. I know Neil did not kill her or have her killed, so where was she? I think I will stop thinking about her
Zina's POV:I walked towards the table that the girls were at with a heavy heart. I wish I could puff the guard away but he seemed determined to carry out the instructions given to him by his boss as he outlined to me in the car.First, he walked me out of the car to the entrance of the restaurant where we were meeting. I had no issues with that part, it would be weird if they let me walk there on my own. So I was cool with it.Then he says his boss asked him to walk me to the table I was to sit worthy friends on. I was like why? I was already inside. He said it was a safety precaution against my friends. I was shocked. I know they were crazy but did I really need a guard walking me to the table? I drew the line where he said he would sit with us. Unless he was going to have a sex change in the next ten seconds then he was definitely not coming to join me on my girl time with the ladies.Neil of course found it hilarious and asked the guard to just sit close enough to ensure I returne
Zina's POV:Admittedly, I did not know where to start. The beginning was beginning to seem like ages ago. A lot has happened and is still happening."Well umm, I guess I should start with my break up with Daniel. It was nasty to say the least. So that night we went clubbing. I had a one night stand, naturally, I was more drunk than sense but I somehow remembered him. Now, I do not know if that was karma or good luck but I had applied for the job of a secretary in one of the big companies. I go for my interview and guess who is interviewing me? The man that blew my mind and went back seven ways to Sunday." I said and took a sip of my tea. Then Kathy said,"He was that good huh? Got you blushing months after the encounter? I am calling dibs on his cousins. Go on." Kathy said and there were mixed reactions, mostly laughter though."Yes, he was that good. Anyway, I went in for the interview and saw my interviewer and instantly thought that my life was over. He recognized me as well. So I
Neil’s POV:I was receiving reports on the hang out Zina was having with her friends. I was not really interested in the content of their conversations, even when he sent me a message that Zina was catching the girls up on the drama in her life I was unbothered. She would not say anything to jeopardize our agreement, I had that much confidence in her.But what cracked me up was what the feisty one, Kathy was? What she said about erring, forgiving and forgetting. Priceless! But then again they have been sipping tea all afternoon, time to help my dear wife gain some brownie points with her friends.“Get me the manager in ten minutes.” I texted my bodyguard with her. He responds with a ‘yes sir’. Soon my phone rings and it is my driver.“Good day sir, I have the restaurant manager here with me.” He said over the phone. The guard probably sent him the errand so as not to catch Zina’s attention. Smart, he would get a bonus for this.“Great, give her the phone.” I instructed and prepared to
Megan’s POV:I was taking a walk when I saw Neil’s car parked outside a restaurant. Well I was not on a walk I was heading to the place I was to meet Jeffrey, got the dude hooked the way I wanted. My first instinct was to hide of course, I have not seen him since my release from prison. The last thing I wanted was to give him the impression that I had moved on from him.His wallet was mine and mine alone. I decided to watch the door for a moment and what I saw flooded me with raw anger. I could almost taste it. I saw his personal bodyguard Matt open the door and that ingrate Zina walked out behind him. She says something to him and he answers. Three cabs drove to where they were standing and three out of the four ladies behind her entered into a cab and the cabs drove off. Then I nearly keeped over when I saw Neil’s personal ride drive up to where she was standing, and Matt opened the door for her and the other lady to enter the car.All my months with Neil I was never allowed in thi
Zina’s POV:I was sitting outside in the garden just enjoying the morning when Neil came out and found me, he sat next to me with a small smile.“Good morning.” I greeted him. He nodded his head and handed me the flask I did not notice in his hands earlier. I gave him a look, it was too early to be drinking. He gave me a small smile.“It is coffee. I did not want to carry the teapot and cups to come here when I saw you out here.” He said and offered me the flask which I looked at properly. It was beautiful, and I trusted him. So I took a sip, and grimaced. It was black coffee and my sweet tooth did not agree with it at all.“Warn a lady next time.” I said and handed him back his coffee. He gave a laugh this time around.“So tell me about your hang out yesterday. Matt gave me some tidbits but I wanted to hear from you. But before you go on I would like to say that from the report I received from Matt, your friends are quite entertaining.” Neil said to me and I blushed hard, already kno