FreyaI got back from work a few nights ago and Dennis had indeed moved out of the room. No apology, no remorse… nothing. He moved everything out.The moment I entered the room, I just knew something was different. I went into the closet and it became clear. He had moved out. Not even a single piece of his clothing was left behind.Ever since we moved into the penthouse, we’ve slept in the same room every night. Even on movie nights when we sleep off in the living room while watching movies, we still sleep in each other’s arms. Now we are apart and need to stay apart.I sat there in the center of the closet and scrolled through my gallery. Our pictures, the sweet intimacy we shared. Everything is all down the drain.Every day after then has been a struggle. I tried to keep up a front in the presence of Dennis. I act like I wasn’t bothered, and he does the same too.We both go to work without seeing each other and in the evening when we run into each other in the kitchen or around the
Freya“So what do you plan on doing now?” Stacey asked after she had agreed to spy on Sonia for me. Since she wasn’t her attending doctor, she could still help out without being bothered about doctor-patient confidentiality. It's just that, the information she can give me would be really limited. I don't need much either, I just wanted someone to keep tabs on her. Someone other than me...“A lot bit for now, I will get in touch with my partner and make some new plans.” I replied while she nodded.“And do you trust this person? I mean, according to what you said, he was the one who texted out first. How are you sure he’s not just using you for his own selfish interest?” She quizzed.“Because he’s getting something out of the deal too. I’m getting married to him. That was his only condition. He needs to take over his family’s business and that won’t be possible until he gets married. That’s where I come in. He helps me get revenge and I get married to him.”“What? Freya, that’s ridiculo
Victor“Why are you helping me out of nowhere, Victor? Have we met before? I mean, maybe there was a time that I stood you up and now you want revenge?”“What? You’ve suddenly lost your voice now? Come on, just tell me the truth? What’s your real motive behind all this you’re doing?” “Why are you helping me, Victor??”“Can you please come in and let’s talk about this?” I finally found my voice after minutes of just staring blankly at her. She glared at me for some seconds before dashing past me. I locked the door and then went to join her. She was too angry to sit so she stood up, her hands gripping her waist tightly while she glared at me.“You need to relax, Freya. You already know why I’m doing this, I have no other motive.” She smirked and then retorted, “ohh really, why didn’t you tell me about Stacey then? Or that we had a blind date where I stood you up and you wanted revenge? Is that what this is about? Revenge?” “Of course yes! We are doing this to revenge for you! About
FreyaI hopped in the backseat while Victor closed the door and waved me goodbye. I kept staring in the side mirror, watching him stuck to the same spot, watching till the car was out of his sight.“Do you know my place?” I finally looked away from the mirror.“Yes ma’am.” The driver replied, while I then relaxed and enjoyed the ride.It felt nice to be rightly pampered by a man who knows what I want without even having to say a word. He knew I wasn’t in the right mood to drive, and then insisted I get help instead. Dennis would never do that. He would have just nodded and watched me drive home tired. The only time he puts pressure is in bed. Once he is horny, he suddenly becomes a caring man.“Urghhh…” I shrugged as we pulled into the front of the house.The driver hopped down and got the door for me, making me smile.“Thank you…”“Anderson! It’s Anderson ma’am!” He chimed in.“Thank you, Anderson. How will you get back to the house now? Why don’t you take the car, and I’ll send some
Sonia“Let’s go to our room, babe! We can eat later.” I turned to Jeff and let out.He called me the moment his plane landed, and I rushed over to our private suite. He got it specially for our meeting since I wasn’t comfortable meeting at the hotel. Anyone could see us there, people like Dennis…We got in the elevator, and he was talking about ordering our dinner, but I wasn’t in for that. I had other things in mind. Naughty thing.He punched some buttons on the wall and in seconds, the door opened, and we stepped into the huge luxurious room.Jeff grabbed me from the back while I let out a squeaky laugh when he went on to grab my neck and started to kiss me. He pushed me against the back of the sofa, which I carefully leaned over for balance.His tongue was deep in my throat while he pulled up my dress in a hurry and his fingers found their way inside my pu*sy.I let out a soft moan, as I wasn’t expecting that, but I liked it and enjoyed it.Jeff was different this night, he was bein
Sonia“That’s my heir growing inside of you, and I’m going to take responsibility for it so you have nothing to worry about.” He said and then stood up to kiss me.I smiled lightly, curving my lips like I wasn’t fully convinced yet.“What is it? You look like you still have some things on your mind. Don’t tell me you’re doubting me, are you?” He quizzed while I threw my shoulders up.“Honestly, I don’t know what to think. We haven’t even been together that long, and you know… you’re…”“Rich? Is that what you’re worried about? My wealth? Status?” He pressed further while I nodded slowly.“So what? You’d prefer it if I weren’t rich. How then would I be able to take care of you and the baby?” “That’s not what I mean, Jeff. Of course, I’m glad you’re rich. It’s just that we’re on different levels, and I’m not sure if I fit in your world. I know how messy it gets when the family gets to know… and then the public? They are going to eat me alive. I’m just so confused, I don’t know what to d
SoniaI woke up to Jeff’s gentle kiss on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and saw him close to me and staring sweetly into my eyes.“Morning, beautiful…” he let out gently while I pushed out a blush.“Good morning, handsome.” I replied.He grabbed my hand and started rubbing my ring finger. I looked at him, smiling and wondering what was happening.“What is it? What’s on your mind?” I finally asked.“Marry me, Sonia. I want you all to myself, I want to be able to call you mine confidently.” He let out.“But I am yours already, and you can call me yours confidently.” I smiled when I saw the look on his face. I had thought I could smartly change the topic and avoid his question, but he seemed to have caught on my trick.“I will marry you, Jeff. After the baby comes, ask me again, and I won’t hesitate to say yes.” He smiled when I said this and then kissed me.He turned to the side, grabbed his phone and then passed it to me.“My agent got back to me this morning with some available h
Victor“Get me some coffee, Tasha.” I said to my housekeeper, who nodded immediately and walked away.I crashed into the sofa and started scrolling through my phone. I had taken some pictures of Freya when she wasn’t looking, but she later caught me though. She asked me to delete them but seeing the way she blushed, I knew her heart wanted something else.I didn’t delete them and even begged her to take a few more. She only posed for a picture and I didn’t want to seem too much so I let her be.After my driver took her home, I stared at the picture before hopping into my car and coming home too.Ever since then, I have been stuck on those pictures. I stare at them every five minutes, smile and imagine things in my head.“Here, Sir.” Tacha said as she laid the tray on the table and left.I took a few sips before my mind drifted back to thoughts of Freya. That was the first time in a long while that I felt that way about a woman.“What’s happening to you, Victor? Seems you’re in love?”
FreyaI woke up to the softest brush of lips against my forehead, a tender, lingering kiss that stirred me from sleep far more gently than any alarm ever could. My lashes fluttered open, and for a second, I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming. But then I saw him. Victor, sitting at the edge of the bed, fully dressed in a sleek dark suit, his tie perfectly knotted, and that boyish, heart-melting smile on his face.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he whispered, his hand lightly caressing my cheek.I smiled back at him, still feeling a little dazed from sleep, from everything that had happened the past few days. “You’re all dressed up,” I mumbled, stretching lazily beneath the covers. “What time is it?”“Almost eight,” he said, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. “I didn’t want to leave without seeing you awake first.”My heart squeezed at that. God, how did I ever get this lucky?I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and propped myself up slightly. “The court hearing...?” I asked, my voice stil
VictorMy fingers gripped the steering wheel so tight I thought it might snap off. Every mile I drove, every second I spent away from her, the anger in me only grew bigger, hotter. My mind wouldn’t stop flashing back to the way Freya looked lying unconscious on that hospital bed. She was so pale, so fragile.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, the loud crack of it echoing inside the car.“Son of a b*tch!” I roared.Dennis was going to pay. He wasn’t just going to lose in court. No, that was too easy. Too clean. I was going to break him.I sped the rest of the way to the villa, not even caring that I was pushing way past the speed limit. Let the cops try to stop me tonight, they wouldn’t be able to slow me down if they tried.When I pulled up, I killed the engine and climbed out, slamming the door so hard the whole car shook. I didn’t even bother to check my surroundings. I was past the point of caring.Inside, the low sound of music filled the air, the smell of expensive liq
FreyaI was starting to feel restless, lying there and staring at the ceiling like I had nothing better to do. Victor was taking too long and it got me worried that he didn’t know what he was doing in there. I was about going to meet him when the door creaked open. I lifted my head and then blinked again just to be sure I wasn’t hallucinating.Victor walked in... and right beside him, Stacey.“Stacey!” I gasped, my voice practically breaking with surprise and relief.Before I could even process it properly, she rushed over to the bed and threw her arms around me. The sweet scent of her cologne and the warmth of her hug almost made me cry. I missed her so much.“Careful!” Victor’s voice cut sharply across the room. I laughed into Stacey’s shoulder, pulling back slightly just to look at his ridiculously serious face.“She’s fine, Victor!” Stacey said, rolling her eyes as she squeezed me a little tighter to make her point.I shook my head fondly and looked up at him, mock pleading, “Plea
Victor I must’ve paced the same the hospital corridor at least a hundred times, maybe more. My feet had gone numb, my throat was dry from whispering every kind of silent prayer I could think of, and my mind… God, my mind was a mess. All I could see was her falling, all I could hear was the dull, lifeless thud of her body hitting the ground, and all I could feel was this suffocating panic sitting heavy on my chest.Just then, the double doors finally creaked open and I turned so fast my neck cracked. It was the doctor with his white coat and a calm face.I don’t even remember moving. I was just suddenly in front of him, my hands grabbing his in a desperate, reflexive gesture. “Is she okay?” My voice cracked. I didn’t even care how I looked. I would’ve begged on my knees if I had to. “Please tell me she’s okay. Please.”He blinked, a little startled by how tightly I was gripping his arms. “She’s fine, Mr. Victor. She’s perfectly fine now.”I swear the air came back into my lungs in a r
SoniaI stood there, completely still, even as the air around us felt like it was vibrating with tension. Marshall's voice echoed in my head long after he’d stopped talking, like someone had stamped his words into my skull with a branding iron.‘A video... a judge that doesn't tolerate abuse... no way out.’And Dennis? God, he looked like a damn ghost. He was pale, shaken and for once, speechless.I watched him, watched the slow crumbling of his ego, his plans, his fake sense of control. And that’s when it hit me.He’s finished. Like… really finished.It was written all over his face. I didn’t need a judge or a lawyer to confirm it. I’d seen that look before, on men who lost everything and had no idea how to claw their way back. That mix of disbelief and slow, dawning horror that they’d gambled with too much and lost it all.And just like that, everything in me snapped to attention.Because I might’ve been a lot of things, but I wasn’t stupid. And I sure as hell wasn’t going down with
DennisI stood there, frozen, the sounds around me swallowed up in this buzzing roar in my ears. I couldn’t even blink. My eyes were locked on the spot where she had fallen just moments ago.Victor had carried her away like she weighed nothing, like she meant everything.I hadn’t moved. Not when she collapsed. Not even when Victor gave me that look… the kind you only give someone you want to bury with your bare hands.I’d seen men like him lose control before. And for a second, I thought he would.I actually braced for it, his fist, his rage but it never came. He didn’t throw a punch. He didn’t say a word.He just held her like the world could fall apart and she was the only thing he wanted to save.And I was still standing there like some idiot villain in an expensive courtroom drama. The cameras were still rolling, people were whispering, and phones were up. I could feel their judgment crawling on my skin like ants.“She fell… I didn’t even touch her,” I mumbled, to no one in partic
VictorI didn’t realize Dennis was coming after us until I suddenly heard someone calling Freya’s name. I looked back and there he was, looking scared and desperate as he begged her to stop and hear him out. I knew Freya would never do such and I didn’t give the room either. I held onto her tightly as I continued leading the way out.All of a sudden, I looked again and saw him trying to hold her. I shoved him aside but he held Freya instead. She also tried pushing him away but then lost her balance and the next I heard was a loud bang on the floor. Freya had slumped and immediately passed out. For a second, I was blank, I was completely confused, I didn’t understand what was going on at all. One second, I was holding her hand and the next, she was lying there on the floor.“Freya!!” I heard the bastard call out her name and that jerked me back to reality.He caused all this, and he still had the guts to call her name. My hand rolled up a tight fist and I was going to land it on his
DennisI just couldn’t hide my excitement as I saw the defeated look on Freya’s face. Of course, I didn’t like how everyone was now judging her but atleast, how she knows it’s better to be by my side. If she had just gotten on the winning side, she wouldn’t be in that box right now, wishing to magically disappear.I was still deep in my thoughts, when Freya’s lawyer stood up with a smug-ass confidence, that made me angry. He had an infuriating calm that only a man with an ace in his pocket could afford. I should’ve known right there that something was about to happen but I didn’t.I was too busy basking in my moment, too sure of my win, too caught up in watching Freya squirm in that seat while Marshall dragged her through the dirt. She was finally cornered. Finally exposed. “Your Honor, in response to the accusation of adultery, the defense would like to submit this document as evidence.”The bailiff walked it over. A plain white envelope.Nothing fancy.But my gut twisted the moment
DennisI sat in the cold corner of the courtroom waiting area, barely breathing as I stared at the screen in front of me. The earlier scene replayed over and over in my head. It was so silly. Victor and Freya walking hand-in-hand like some damn royal couple. The smugness on his face. The confidence in her step. The glittering little smirk she wore like a crown. God, it made my blood boil.And then that announcement. He said he was marrying her. In front of the whole damn media.My hand clenched into a fist, nails biting into my palm. That was supposed to be me. I was the one who knew her first. I was the one who’d held her, who listened to her late-night rambles, who knew what she looked like when she cried herself to sleep. He was just a shiny, upgraded rebound. A temporary distraction. A damn fantasy.And now she was letting him parade her like some prized trophy? And to think, she still went back to him after everything that happened at her house. How desperate can she get? That fo