FreyaI could feel Sonia’s eyes glued on my body as I made my way out of the restaurant and straight to the car to meet who she thinks is her husband. “Heyyy beautiful…” Victor let out with a smile while he leaned forward to hug me. “How’s your day going? Interesting I guess, since you need saving from your best friend.” He added quickly, and I could tell he was teasing from the way his gaze went from me to staring in the direction of the restaurant.Sonia was still standing at the table and staring at the car, but she couldn’t see anything because of the tinted glasses. However, judging from the heated look on her face, it was obvious she was boiling with anger. If only she could, she would have raced toward us and dragged ‘Dennis’ out of the car, give him the beating of his life for cheating on her…“I know right… I know she’s regretting ever agreeing to her man dating me right now.” I added, too, while Victor chuckled. “Trust me, she loves the money they’re getting more than any
FreyaI could walk into this spa any time and I would still be attended to with great care, but still, I love to make appointments prior to my visit. “Did they change the decor in here or has it been that long since I came here?” Sonia let out as we got into the massage room.“Yes, we did change some things to make the experience better for our gorgeous clients like you… and then, yes, it’s been a while since we had the pleasure of working on you, ma’am.” Ryan let out while we both looked in his direction immediately.We had no idea he was in the other room and listening to us. He had a broad smile as we all locked eyes. “Ryan!!” Sonia and I both let out and the next thing I knew, she was in his arms hugging and pressing him tightly to her body, which made me wonder why, but I tried not to look surprised.“I missed you, Ryan.” She let out while he finally managed to fight free from her tight grip. “We missed you here as well,” he chimed in, and before she could hug him again, he qu
SoniaI thought seeing Dennis' face would douse the embarrassment I got from the stupid masseuse. How could he turn down a sexy woman like me? How dare he? Anyway, it’s his loss, if he doesn’t want to have me, it’s his loss and he can f*ck off for all I care. The moment he turned his back on me and walked out of the room, any bit of attraction I had for him vanished immediately. I was back to thinking about my husband. I turned around and saw Freya on call with him. I was still very mad at him, but his voice somehow calmed my nerves and I really wanted to talk to him. “I want to talk to him… let me…” I hadn’t finished when I heard the beep at the end of the call. Freya had hung up. She actually ended the call, and it didn’t matter that she said it was Dennis who did it. I knew she didn’t want me to talk to him, else, she would have asked him to wait and let me join the call. But I wasn’t going to let that bother me. I knew the best way to get my way. I would just go home with he
Freya“Clowns…” that was all I could say as I sat at my dressing table in front of my computer, watching as the two fools made a fool of themselves. It was so satisfying to watch them think they were doing their thing behind my back, not knowing I was watching and hearing every damn thing. They might have just talked out instead of suppressing the emotions and anger that they tried so hard to hide in their muffled voices.I kept sipping my juice while laughing and watching them clown on. How fast the tables have turned, and do I love it? Oh yes, I absolutely love it. Dennis got me juice and pizza on his way back from work, and was hoping we would have dinner together. But the second he heard Sonia was in the house, he became restless and suddenly remembered he was full. He asked me to enjoy dinner while he excused himself to get something downstairs in the living room. I knew he was going to Sonia’s room, but I just played along. I let him press his lips against my forehead befor
Dennis I couldn’t sleep well throughout the night. After the drama Sonia displayed last night, I was on my way in over my head. I kept tossing on the bed till Freya noticed and asked if anything was going on.I pretended everything was fine and that I just wanted her in my arms. She smiled and rolled into my arms while I kissed her and then pretended to sleep off.I didn’t. A few minutes later when I was sure she was back to sleeping, I opened my eyes and stayed that way for a long time. I managed to get some sleep before dawn but once it was morning and Freya woke up, I got up too.“Good morning, my love.” I chimed in as a placed a deep kiss on her lips. She smiled, and I held her tight in my arms.“Good morning, were you able to get some sleep? You seemed disturbed throughout the night?” She asked while I smiled.“I wasn’t disturbed, and I was able to sleep once I was holding you in my arms.” I replied while she nodded.“That’s good then. I have a meeting very early in the morning
Freya“You know I never thought about it that way… thank you for always having my back. I would have been so naive without you.” I finally let out while he smiled.“I love you, and that’s what you do when you’re in love, have your partner’s back.” He chimed in.At least both husband and wife have that in common - delusion.They both think they have me fooled and hooked on their lies, when in fact they are the ones in my trap.“You look so beautiful today. I wish I could stay with you all day and see your face. But since I can’t have that, I’d just settle for a nice picture of you.” He added sharply and then took out his phone.“Ohh, my battery is low… can I use yours?” He chimed in while I nodded and passed it to him. He took a few pictures and then went on to do some other things in the name of sending them to his phone, but I knew he was doing something else. I didn’t attempt to interrupt him though, I just let him do his thing while I focused on packing my things.“Here, I’m done.
FreyaI stepped out of the building, the faint evening breeze brushing against my skin as the golden hues of the sunset painted the sky. The driver was still standing by the car, his head slightly bowed as he spotted me. He opened the door with a respectful nod while I offered him a polite smile before stepping inside… and then I froze. There he was. Victor.He sat in the backseat, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit that hugged his broad shoulders perfectly. A dark navy blue, paired with a crisp white shirt and a slim black tie. He looked… breathtaking. His neatly styled hair, the faint stubble on his jawline, and that warm, mischievous smile tugging at his lips, it was unfair how effortlessly handsome he was. And to think I wasn’t expecting to see him in the car. I thought he just sent the car over to pick me up.Ohh… what a pleasant surprise! A relief from the nightmare I had been enduring with Dennis and Sonia in my hair.“Hi,” I managed to say, biting back a smile as I se
Freya “Can I kiss you?” Victor asked in a very low tone, almost as if he was whispering.My heart skipped for a second when I heard this, and I couldn’t look into his eyes anymore. I looked away and wanted to remove my hand from his, but he gripped me the more, but gently.“I know you’re wondering why I asked, but I didn’t want to do anything you didn’t want. The last time I kissed you without your consent, you didn’t seem to like it and it almost affected us. I don’t want that to happen again. That is why I’m asking this time.” He went mute and stared at me again, but I still wouldn’t look at him.He then slowly held my chin up and turned my face, so I could look at him.“Can I kiss you, Freya?” He asked again.“You don’t want to? That’s fine…”“I made out with Dennis this morning!” I let out, cutting him abruptly.His jaw dropped and I felt his grip loosen. “Wow… I don’t know what to say to that.” He finally found his voice.“I really can’t even explain how it happened or why I al
Victor The moment I stepped back into the villa, the silence swallowed me whole. The place felt… different. The same villa. The same luxury. The same perfect view outside. But it wasn’t the same. Because she wasn’t here. I let out a slow, frustrated exhale and raked a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the unease creeping into my bones. The logical part of my brain kept repeating what I already knew, Freya was safe. She was on my jet, heading straight home, and the moment she landed, my best bodyguard would be there waiting to escort her. But logic didn’t do a damn thing to silence the voice screaming in my head that I should’ve been on that plane with her. I should’ve ignored the damn meeting. Should’ve put my business second, for once, and just gone with her. I paced across the room, fists clenching and unclenching. My mind refused to settle, jumping from one worst-case scenario to another. What if something went wrong? What if Dennis or Sonia had already put their p
VictorThe second Freya ended the call, she turned to me, her face set with determination. “I have to leave like right now...” I felt my entire body tense at her words. “Yes, we need to go.” My response was instant, firm. She blinked, startled by my reaction. “Victor… you can’t come with me. You know that too, right?” “No,” I repeated, stepping closer, my hands gripping her arms as I stared into her eyes. “You are not going back there alone. If Dennis and Sonia are out, we don’t know what they’re planning. It’s too dangerous.” She exhaled sharply, tilting her head as if trying to reason with me. “Victor, I understand you’re worried, but you can’t come with me. You have things to do here, and you can’t abandon that to come with me at such unplanned short notice.” I shook my head, my grip tightening slightly. “And I’m telling you that I won’t let you go into that situation without me.” She sighed, placing her hands on my chest in an attempt to soothe me. “Victor, you have a
Freya I stirred awake, feeling the warmth of Victor’s body beside me. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over his sleeping form. My heart melted at the sight of him, his face so serene, lips slightly parted, thick lashes resting against his skin. He looked so boyishly peaceful, nothing like the intense, commanding man he is when he’s with his workers and investors. This was a side of him few ever got to see, and it was mine alone to cherish.I propped myself on my elbow, just watching him, tracing every perfect detail of his face with my eyes. The slight scruff on his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell in rhythmic breaths. He was truly handsome, and I felt a rush of love so strong it nearly overwhelmed me. I couldn’t help but giggle softly, giddy with the realization that he was mine.Not wanting to wake him just yet, I snuggled back into his arms, burying my face in the crook of his neck. His scent was intoxicating, and I found myself drifting bac
Freya I’d always thought the happiest day of my life was when Dennis proposed to me. I thought the next happiest day would be when he walked me down the aisle, but that didn’t happen, and I thought love wasn’t just my thing… well, until Victor happened. “You just made a new record for me, today is the happiest day of my life!” I let out slowly while Victor stole a quick glance at me, and smiled.“Me too. I haven’t had so much genuine fun in years,” he replied.“I can’t believe I’m doing this with the most beautiful woman in the world! I love you, Freya Rodgers!” he exclaimed, causing me to blush so much.“I can’t believe it either… I’m really doing life with my best man!!!” I shouted on top of my voice as I ran down the beach. Victor came right after me and chased me till he caught me. He immediately pulled me into a hug and locked his lips into mine in the sweetest kiss ever.Time stood still for about thirty seconds as we feasted on each other’s lips, passing a mix of love and aff
FreyaThe night had settled in beautifully, the sky a blanket of deep navy with scattered stars winking down at us. Just when I thought our day was over, I caught that mischievous twinkle in my boyfriend’s eyes.“One last stop,” I had said, watching as Victor’s brows lifted in surprise.I led him down a softly lit path, tiki torches and candle-lit lanterns casting a dreamy glow along the sand. The sound of the ocean waves gently kissing the shore filled the air, mingling with the soft chatter of people settling in for the night’s event. Right ahead, a giant screen stood tall, positioned so perfectly that the audience could enjoy the movie while the ocean remained in the backdrop, creating the most breathtaking scene.Victor took in the sight, and for a moment, he was quiet. Then, he turned to me, his lips tilting into a smirk. “You planned this too?”I smiled smugly. “Surprised?”He chuckled, slipping an arm around my waist. “Very. How did you even find out about this?”“I did my rese
DennisI wasn’t going to waste any more time. Freya was still in love with me, I knew it. That video she sent proved it. She wanted me to see her with Victor, to make me jealous. If she had really moved on, she wouldn’t have bothered. That meant I still had a chance. I just needed to get ahead of Victor before he tightened his grip on her. And there was no better way to do that than going straight to the source… her father. Standing outside the Rodgers estate, I straightened my jacket and took a deep breath. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Edward never liked me. He tolerated me, at best, when Freya and I were together. But now? After everything that had happened? Yeah, this was going to be a battle. Still, I wasn’t leaving here without what I came for. I found Edward in the living room, working in his study which he carved up in a corner. He barely looked up from the papers on his desk. He just sat there, composed, in control, like he always was. The room smelled of expen
VictorI knew Freya had something planned, but I wasn’t expecting this. The moment we stepped into the restaurant, I could already tell it was special. It had a sleek yet warm atmosphere, the kind of place that made you feel like time slowed down just enough for you to enjoy every second. At the front desk, Freya confidently handed over a reservation code. The hostess scanned it and smiled. “Right this way.” I followed Freya as we were led up a private staircase. When we reached the rooftop, I stopped in my tracks, completely taken aback. The view was stunning. The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the entire city. The rooftop was beautifully decorated with lush greenery, soft white drapes, and wooden tables adorned with delicate floral arrangements. A light breeze carried the faint aroma of fresh herbs and citrus, making the whole place feel like something straight out of a dream. I turned to Freya, raising a brow. “How the hell did you find this place?”
FreyaThe smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, and I smiled, watching Victor’s eyelids flutter open. His deep, drowsy gaze met mine, and for a moment, he just stared, as if making sure I was really there. Then, his eyes dropped to the tray of food sitting beside me on the bed, and his brows lifted in surprise. "Good morning, sleepyhead," I teased, nudging his shoulder gently. Victor stretched, his muscles flexing as he rubbed a hand down his face. "Morning babe," he murmured, his voice rough from sleep. "What’s all this?" "Breakfast," I said proudly. "I ordered in while you were sleeping." His lips quirked up in amusement. "And you did all this while I was dead to the world?" I nodded, grinning. "I was about to wake you, but then I got distracted." "Distracted?" He raised an eyebrow. I leaned closer, resting my chin on my palm as I looked at him. "You looked too handsome in your sleep," I admitted. "Like a baby." Victor chuckled, shaking his head. "You jus
DennisI woke up feeling like absolute shit. My head pounded from all the anger I had been bottling up since last night, and my stomach twisted painfully in hunger. I groaned, dragging myself out of bed. It was almost noon. As I stepped out of the room, the house was eerily silent except for the faint sound of the television. My feet led me straight to the kitchen, my stomach growling in protest. I yanked the fridge open. Empty. The cabinets? Bare.My jaw clenched. Seriously?I stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room, where my brother sat, laughing at something on the TV like he didn’t have a care in the world. He didn’t even acknowledge me until I marched over and switched off the TV. His head snapped up. "What the hell, Dennis?" "Where’s my food?" I demanded, crossing my arms. His brows furrowed. "Food?" "Yeah, food, the thing people eat to survive." He scoffed, leaning back against the couch. "There is no food." I narrowed my eyes. "Then order something