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The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen
Justin’s POV“Is it morning yet?” Ayva groaned as she stirred, her eyes remaining closed. I smiled down at her and replied, “It’s past noon.”She groaned loudly. “I wanna sleep some more. Give me five minutes.” She murmured. “You said that ten minutes ago,” I told her, biting my lip to hide my smile. It was the fourth time I’d tried to wake her that day. My first attempt was around 10 am, I’d brought her breakfast in bed and like she did minutes ago, she’d told me to give her five minutes, which turned into an hour. Her breakfast had long turned cold so I had to return it to the kitchen and have the chef prepare some brunch instead. “I did?” She questioned, without opening her eyes. “Yes.” She groaned, pulling the covers over her head. “I’m tired.” She mumbled, and chewed down on my lips, feeling guilty because I knew I was responsible for that. I’d put her through a whole lot all through the night. We’d be so busy that neither of us got any sleep until 6 am. We probably would h
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
Ayva’s POVJustin had kept his words like a true gentleman. Even when I tried to seduce him and get him in bed, he didn’t budge. Two days had passed since the day he made that vow and although I’d significantly gotten better, Justin wasn’t convinced. We’d left the ship that night as Justin’s only made a twenty-four-hour reservation. He’d wanted to pay extra cash for us to extend our stay there but I’d told him not to. Just because he had an abundance of money didn’t mean I felt comfortable with him throwing it around for me. It was our fourth night there. During the day, we’d gone to the beach and joined this four-hour cooking class for young married tourists where we learned how to make some popular Greek dishes. Justin had made us wear a matching ring before we got there so everyone would believe that we were truly married. The experience was beautiful yet I couldn’t be truly happy about it. Justin must have noticed because after we left the cooking class, he kept insisting that
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen
Ayva’s POV“I still don’t understand why we’re going there,” I grumbled as I picked up my eyeliner, aiming to recreate the wing liner I’d perfected over the years in the mirror. Even though I was against going anywhere that day, I couldn’t step out without looking my best. “We’re going ‘cause you got an invite, and the lady who invited you wouldn’t be happy if you ditched,” he explained. I paused, my hand freezing midair as I was about to start drawing the wing on my left eye. Our eyes met in the mirror, and with a firm voice, I questioned, “Whose happiness matters more to you, hers or mine?” It was a fact that I’d been invited to hang out on a private yacht. A lady I had befriended at the couples’ cooking class Justin and I attended two days ago had extended the invitation after we bumped into each other at the spa the day before. “Of course, I care about your happiness. That isn’t even a question you should be asking.” He replied, moving behind me and wrapping his arms around m
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen
Ayva’s POV"Ayva!" Eleanor exclaimed, her bleached white teeth gleaming as Justin and I stepped onto the yacht. I almost thought we wouldn't make it on time due to the heavy traffic we encountered. Eleanor had mentioned the yacht would set sail by 7 pm, and by the time we arrived, it was already past 7 pm.She embraced me in a tight hug, that one would think we were best of friends. Despite her petite frame compared to mine, her grip was surprisingly strong, she had a strength one wouldn't expect from someone like her.Eleanor was the host of the party and the yacht belonged to her husband, Tom. Eleanor was a pretty girl. She looked to be in her early twenties. She was tall, standing at about 5ft9 with blonde hair and captivating blue eyes. She’d said that she used to work as a supermodel and had met her husband, Tom, at a fashion show in New York. According to what she’d told me, she and Tom had met six months before deciding to tie the knot. For their honeymoon, they’d opted to tra
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
Justin’s POV"Are you sure you want to join this?" | whispered to Ayva as we entered the lounge. I had my doubts. If it were up to me, when Eleanor extended the invitation, I would have declined, but I stayed silent and let Ayva make that decision. In the lounge, there were approximately twenty men, each accompanied by a partner. The manner in which many of the men eyed Ayva as we walked in, as though she were a piece of meat they desired, bothered me. My jaw clenched in anger, and my hands tightened into fists at my sides.I couldn’t let her partake in the game with them. It was obvious that they had other intentions. It was always like that with drinking games, I knew how it always ends. Since my high school days, I never saw the appeal of engaging in activities meant for private settings in front of a crowd.Moreover, weren't we all too mature to be engaging in such games?"Yes," she nodded eagerly, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I've never played any drinking games before,"
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Twenty One
Justin’s POV"Do the dare! Do the dare!" The room's chants echoed, filling the lounge with urgency and expectation.Ayva's nervous swallow was audible, her pulse raced under my touch, and her hands were as cold as ice. I had never seen her tremble so visibly, I had never seen her appear so bewildered."Are you gonna do it or not? It shouldn't take you a hundred years to decide," a guy nearby mumbled in Greek."This isn't the time to act modest," another guy commented."Ayva," I called when her quivering fingers started to push the strap of her dress down. Our eyes locked, and I could sense her hesitation.She didn't want to do the dare; she wasn't comfortable. However, the pressure from the crowd weighed heavily on her, compelling her to comply. And as the people-pleaser that she was, she found it difficult to say "no."Well, I’ll be damned before I let those disgusting pieces of shit see any more skin than what she'd already shown. I shot a fierce look at the guy to my right when his
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two
Ayva’s POV“OMG! He’s hot as fuck!” Exclaimed Sabrina, one of Eleanor’s friends said. “I heard that he and his wife are looking for a girlfriend to spice things up in their relationship. I’m considering approaching them because, damn! I’ve got to have a taste of that bloke.” We were gathered in a cabin on the upper deck of the yacht. After I walked away from Justin, I bumped into Cassie, another English-speaking friend of Eleanor’s. She told me that Eleanor was looking for me, leading me to find myself in a room with five other women, gossiping about the men on deck whom they found appealing or unappealing. “And where do you intend to place your boyfriend in this arrangement?” Eleanor asked Sabrina. Sab shrugged. "He doesn't need to know about it. Who knows, maybe he'd be open to a foursome if I bring it up. He's unaware that I'm aware, but," she leaned in and whispered, "He's into orgies and such."“That could actually work. I’d say go for it.” Claudia encouraged. “Ayva,” Lauren
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Three
Ayva's POV It'd been almost ten minutes of searching and I still couldn't find Justin anywhere. He wasn't in the lounge where I'd left him and neither was he at the poker table where many of the men were gathered. I couldn't ask anyone around if they'd seen 'Justin' because I didn't expect anyone around to know who he was. I left the upper deck for the middle deck and after searching through and couldn't find him, I went down to the lower deck and when I still couldn't find him, panic settled in me. I couldn't help but think about what Claudia said. 'Wild vixens are lurking around ready to pounce on him.' The cabins were the only places I hadn't checked and I couldn't help but think the worst. What if he was in one of those cabins? What if he wasn't alone? My heart suddenly skipped a beat and my palm started to get clammy. ‘No no. It can't be. Justin wouldn't do that to me. I trust him. Maybe I just didn't search thoroughly enough. Yeah, that's it. I just need to do o
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Justin’s POV“Mom!” I warned with a glare as I tried to caution her. She continued glaring at Ayva whom I’d now pulled to stand behind me, shielding her from any other impending attack from my mom. “Oh my, oh God! What is happening? My son has- oh lord! I no longer recognize the man I birthed.” She staggered, but Emily held her before she could fall. “Where is he? What happened to my son?” She cried out dramatically, attracting unnecessary attention from passersby. My jaw ticked, “Mom, this is not the time or place for this.” I gritted through my teeth. “Oh Emily what has happened to your brother? How could he be so cruel to me?” She continued, ignoring my warnings. “Stop this now or I’m going to leave.” I kept on clenching and unclenching my teeth, trying to keep the anger and irritation o felt away. “Now he’s threatening me. He’s threatening his own mother. He’s not my—” “Mom!” I barked, gaining more eyes on us. She looked stunned and so did Emily. And their shock was because
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine
Justin's POV"What do you mean by that?" I inquired, casting a skeptical glance at Samantha.She approached my desk, placing an iPad on the surface. I eyed her suspiciously before picking up the iPad.True to her words, there was a video of Bella on live TV. I was taken aback. What was she doing there? She had mentioned feeling unwell that morning, causing me to arrive at work late, yet there she was on TV, looking nothing like she had described earlier.The presenter was asking her questions, but I couldn't hear clearly as the iPad's volume was low. I quickly connected my AirPods to the iPad to listen to what she was saying."Oh, that's all false. My husband and I are stronger than ever. All the divorce rumors are just tabloid trash," Bella claimed. "Did I mention that we also have plans to renew our wedding vows?"We do?"Really?" The presenter seemed surprised by the news. Well, that made two of us. "That's great news, Bella. We heard rumors about Mr. Mount having a mistress. Ther
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and thirty seven
Ayva's POV"Ms. Wesley, Ayva, are you still here?" Martinez's voice jolted me out of what I was reading on my phone.I blinked multiple times, sat up in my chair, and nodded. "Of course, I am. What were we talking about again?" I said, placing my phone down on the desk with the screen facing down. I intertwined my fingers together as my elbow rested on the desk."I said the only way to prove his identity is false is to confirm if he's truly Allison's father," Martinez said. "But you know we can't use DNA samples acquired illegally, so he has to be aware of the DNA test.""But then he'd know what I'm onto," I said, and Martinez slowly nodded. "There has to be another way," I mumbled. Although I'd yet to scientifically confirm if Aiden was truly Zion like Justin had claimed, since that day that he said it, I'd been unable to shake off that idea from my head. As days went on, I slowly accepted that Justin might be right.It'd been two months since I decided that we needed to take a break
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven
Ayva’s POV"Ms. Wesley, Ayva, are you still here?" Martinez's voice jolted me out of what I was reading on my phone.I blinked multiple times, sat up in my chair, and nodded. "Of course, I am. What were we talking about again?" I said, placing my phone down on the desk with the screen facing down. I intertwined my fingers together as my elbow rested on the desk."I said the only way to prove his identity is false is to confirm if he's truly Allison's father," Martinez said. "But you know we can't use DNA samples acquired illegally, so he has to be aware of the DNA test.""But then he'd know what I'm onto," I said, and Martinez slowly nodded. "There has to be another way," I mumbled. Although I'd yet to scientifically confirm if Aiden was truly Zion like Justin had claimed, since that day that he said it, I'd been unable to shake off that idea from my head. As days went on, I slowly accepted that Justin might be right.It'd been two months since I decided that we needed to take a break
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Six
Justin’s POVI felt like shit. Seeing Ayva so broken, shocked, and disappointed in me made me want to disappear. I was beyond embarrassed.And the worst part was I had no excuse, nothing I could say to fix how she felt about me now, which just made everything worse.I’ve had my suspicions about Allison for years but didn't confirm it until a month ago when Amanda called Ayva to the hospital. I half expected Ayva to catch on when she was told she was a match with Allison. It seemed fishy that neither Amanda nor Aiden was a match, but Ayva was. And when I realized she hadn't figured it out, I promised myself I'd tell her when the time was right. If only I knew that jerk would beat me to it.Ayva wiped her nose with the back of her hand. I offered her a handkerchief, but she didn't take it, choosing to wipe her tears with her sleeves instead."What else?" She sniffed. "What else are you keeping from me? It feels like there's always something you're hiding." Her words hit hard. "Tell me
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Five
Ayva’s POV“Ayva, how did you-”“Answer my question, Justin!” I snapped before taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. I shouldn’t be getting angry with him, not when he was most likely the only one who could help me find her. “I…” I sucked in a deep air into my lungs. “I just want to know Justin. I need to know where she is and— please,” I grabbed his hand, my desperation evident in my eyes. “Tell me the truth, I promise I won’t get mad.” I wasn’t exactly sure I could keep that promise but it didn’t matter at that moment. I was ready to do anything, say anything to make him tell me what I wanted to hear. He sighed, casting his gaze downwards to his desk before looking up at me again. With a heavy breath, he asked, “How did you find out? Who told you about this?” I shook my head at him in disappointment. “Seeing as you’re avoiding answering my question, that means you knew about it. How long Justin? How long have you known this? How long have you… watched me suffer in silence. W
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Four
Justin’s POV"What do you mean by that?" I inquired, casting a skeptical glance at Samantha.She approached my desk, placing an iPad on the surface. I eyed her suspiciously before picking up the iPad.True to her words, there was a video of Bella on live TV. I was taken aback. What was she doing there? She had mentioned feeling unwell that morning, causing me to arrive at work late, yet there she was on TV, looking nothing like she had described earlier.The presenter was asking her questions, but I couldn't hear clearly as the iPad's volume was low. I quickly connected my AirPods to the iPad to listen to what she was saying."Oh, that's all false. My husband and I are stronger than ever. All the divorce rumors are just tabloid trash," Bella claimed. "Did I mention that we also have plans to renew our wedding vows?"We do?"Really?" The presenter seemed surprised by the news. Well, that made two of us. "That's great news, Bella. We heard rumors about Mr. Mount having a mistress. Ther
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Three
Ayva’s POVI suddenly shot up in bed, startled by a dream that had felt more like a nightmare and had sent cold sweat down my back. My breath came in short gasps, and I was drenched in sweat as if the nightmare had seeped into my waking world.Letting out a heavy sigh, I turned my gaze to the alarm clock resting on the bedside table. It had just ticked past ten. Despite sleeping for nearly ten hours, it felt like only ten seconds had passed since I closed my eyes.I fumbled around the bed, searching for my phone, and finally unlocked it. As I scrolled through my missed calls and messages, a text from my boss caught my eye. He’d asked if I was still interested in being a part of the company or if I’d simply removed myself. At that moment, his message held little significance to me; the thought of losing my job didn't faze me. Instead, my mind lingered on the absence of any message or missed calls from Justin, the one I had been eagerly anticipating.The disappointment that I felt was i
The Perfect Retribution Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two
Ayva’s POVBella, with a stern look, asked me, “Are you going to tell me why you were in my husband’s room, why you are in my house, or do I have to call the cops for trespassing.”I felt her gaze pierce through me across the corridor. I guessed I had indeed trespassed. After all neither Justin nor Bella were aware that I was going to drop by."I'm sorry, I was just heading out," I muttered as I made my way towards the stairs.But Bella wasn't letting me off that easy. "I asked you a question," she stated firmly, making me stop and turn to face her. "I think I deserve to know why you were in my husband's room while he was sleeping."Her stress on 'husband' was clear, like she was reminding me she was still married to him and had every right to ‘interrogate me.’ "I mean, you've gotta be a whole new level of shameless to show up here knowing full well that his wife was gonna be home with him," she remarked, taking deliberate steps toward me. "For seven days, my husband was off with you
