"Forgive me father for I have sinned"Andrea's voice began but lost it's trail few seconds after she had mouthed the first words.She was here to confess her sins, her sins of promiscuity and losing her virginity to a stranger who had become her husband.It was true that she had gotten married to him but the fact that she had shared a night with him before meant that she still needed to confess her sins to her maker and that was why she had come to the church nearby her office as she was walking away from John who had made her day much more worse.Dante's mind was in a trance. It couldn't be. He had inadvertantly come to the confession room while trying to hide from the seeker in there children's game of hide and seek.Did the church change the location of their confession room or something of sort because when he was still in the orphanage, the confession room was not where it was currently and as he had entered the room from the priest's door, there had been no title or heading of w
" It's okay...... It wasn't your fault"...... He so desperately wanted to say to her but yet again, the words died at his lips before they could escape.There was something in her voice that seemed to be calling out to him. It seemed to be dragging him.An instinct kicked in. Perhaps she were his sister? Who knew? She grew with a step mother. She's going through hardships. His poor sister must be going through hardships as well.What if ........ He tried to reason but beat himself out of it.He had done so several times with other women but at the end of each, none of the women happened to be his sister nor came close to being her. None of them had her birthmark."It was also on that night that I had gone to a bar to drink my worries out but sadly , I ended up in someone's room and slept with him. I was drunk but then, the blame still boils down to me father. I am a sinner and have lot God's face"" But you said he were your husband. Did he marry you after he found out that you two s
"I love you Anna""You've said that to me almost the one hundredth time now Niklas" she said while smiling and teasing him about it." Tell me, is that really how much you love me? Would you run mad if I were to leave you or probably kill yourself for my sake" she teased further and continued to smile." I just might. Not just myself but anyone that comes close to you. I just love you Anna. Everything about you. You drive me crazy. You make me do things. Thoughts of you makes me do things I wouldn't think of doing alone" he continued confessing bus feelings and the lady sat by his side and listened as he confessed his hearts out.His eyes were on her. His eyes couldn't lie. He loved her,he moved everything about her and with everything in him.He had met her at one of the lowest points of his life. Yes,he could still vividly remember even as he watched the recording.He had found his father making out in his office that night with his secretary.He hated that woman and had asked his f
"Is this how long you stay out at night in your parents house?"Andrea abruptly stopped. Her tiptoing into the room had been found out and was now useless.She had fished turning in her resignation letters at her places of part time work early but she had missed the bus going back to the mansion, or rather she had missed her way, not knowing the exact bus stop she were to stop at before taking a cab down the Mansions street.But she couldn't tell him that. It would be embarrassing to." I'm sorry but I..... " She tried explaining not meaning to be quiet at him even though he had asked her a question but he cut her short."Save your explanations for yourself, I don't want to hear them" he blurted.Next she saw him drop some pieces of paper on the table.She looked at them with questioning eyes trying to tell what they were as she waited for him to truly say what they were." I heard you've gone to turn in your resignation letters to your part time employers?" He asked." Yes" she bare
"You shouldn't just be reading them, you have to sign them as well " his cold voice shot at her and she picked up the pen that was by the side of the papers." Are you feeling bad about it? Don't tell me.. " he smirked." Of course not. Why would i?" Andrea blurted back.Why would she feel bad even though she did feel bad. She couldn't show it nor let him see beneath her composed demeanor."There are three different places your signatures are needed. Sign them as soon as you're done reading them" he said and began to walk away.Andrea picked the first paper.It looked like something he had typed out himself rather than one to be done by a professional lawyer.Because what lawyer would include all little details about him not being in love with her and not having any visions of doing so.About him awaiting the return of his lover whom she was acting as a substitute and stand in for.She has to keep up with being a housewife. He doesn't need her in public. The information that he is mar
Niklas was in the depths of his blissful slumber when he was rudely summoned by the urgent call of nature. His bladder seemed to be clearly conspiring against him and had insisted on an immediate attention. With all the grace of a startled deer, he stumbled out of the bed, his eyes barely open, he made a mad dash to the bathroom, he could easily be mistaken for an Olympic sprinter, if sprinters were half-asleep as they ran for the prize. He fumbled with the bathroom door, cursing his body's impeccable timing.Why did the pee want to come out so quickly as fast and why hadn't he awaken before it got worse as it was now.What if the woman sleeping on the couch were to see him, what would she think of him as or even say in her mind concerning him.As he successful opened the door to the bathroom, hoping to rush in and relieve himself of the pain that seemed to be coming from his bladder, he immediately slipped and fell to the bathroom floor. "Why didn't you lock the door?" He groaned
Everywhere seemed deserted. Not even the mother in-law that had been by her side was in. She seemed to have gone off to work like the others.Niklas had gotten dressed and left for work too. He had done so without feeling any remorse for what he had made her sign the other night, nor the fact that she might feel alone at their mansion.Be didn't even react when his cousin had accused her of stealing his aunt's jewelry. None of them acknowledged each other, it was almost as if they did not exist to each other.Whatever their problems were, she had bigger ones and she couldn't let herself dwell on the incidence that has happened at the dining and the cold treatments she had witnessed too.She went to the dressing room and gean to dress up.She had seen a bookshop when she had been returning. If her hunches were right and the store she had seen were to be a book store, then that was going to solve half of her boredom problems.If only she were allowed to leave the mansion to visit even i
Dante walked up to the counter in his house bar. It seemed as if he were surviving these days by drinking himself to stupor always. He had no knack to do anything because each time he picked up his design book wanting to create new designs, he always outrightly dropped it back. There was no motivation. The determination he had used to become whom he is now, the determination he had used in making himself rich so as to be able to find his sister, to be able to give her a better life whenever he would. But it seemed as if luck was not on his side and luck was never going to be on his side. He was growing tired, tired and weary of searching, tired of waiting. Tired of hoping. He got jolted by his phone that began to ring. He picked it up and answered, it was his secretary. "Oh my gracious goodness world best designer Dante Daniel, it's a miracle that you answered my call tonight. What's up? What made you change your mind and answer my call mr. Celebrity designer?" The voice f