Sonia “Well, I think he’s going to care when he finds out you have a boyfriend, and you’re not only cheating on him, but also pregnant with your boyfriend’s dad's child.” She let out while I became weak on the spot. “What? Don’t go silent on me now, Sonia.” Mia chimed in when I wouldn’t say a word and just stood there, staring blankly at her.Only my eyes were on her, my mind was far gone. All I could think of was how she knew about my secrets. I had taken all the precautions to make sure no one else found out about it.How on earth did this b*tch know that I’m pregnant, and that it isn’t Jeff’s child, but his dad??“You don’t know what you’re saying, Mia, and for your own good, I’d advise you to mind the business that pays you. This is more than your child's mind can handle.” I let out sternly, hoping it would scare her off, but it didn’t. She burst into laughter and then gave me a onceover, making it obvious that she was calling my bluff. She was sizing me up and making it obvious
Sonia“I guess this is the point where I turn around and leave, right?” I finally found my voice after staring blankly at his hot body for minutes. “Do you want to leave?” He asked, as he put off the shower. The flirting was so loud in his voice. He was desperate for some action, and me? I wanted a taste of the thick meat he was holding. “I don’t know, should I? Do you want me to leave?” I quizzed while a bad and naughty idea was building up in my head and I just couldn’t get it off.I stared at those hot and sexy eyes of his, and I decided to go through with the idea. I moved closer to him, and he made a weak attempt at resisting me, but I knew it was all play. He had already f*cked me with his eyes, so I wasn’t going to let anything stop me from getting the fun I wanted. “Just relax, I know you want this too, you’re going to enjoy it.” I muttered slowly as my hands trailed down from my lips down to the insides of my legs.His gaze followed me and lingered on me as I crouched t
MiaIt’s so funny how Sonia played right into her own tricks. I mean, I used the same tactic she taught me on her and she took the bait. I had no idea she was pregnant until a few hours back when we were getting on Dennis’ D. I saw her belly and knew at once that it wasn’t just some bloating or overeating. To confirm my suspicions, I gently pressed her belly when we were busy, and she quickly grabbed my hands, stopping me from touching her.Accusing her was just a means of a final confirmation. I expected her to call my bluff, but she didn’t. I then remembered the day I was meeting my boyfriend at the hotel. I saw a flash of someone who really looked at her and curiosity got the better of me. I went after her and just as she was about to turn a corner, I saw her full face. It was really her. She was cornered by a man, who, judging by his cheerful smile, was her man. He was happy to see her but Sonia, she was shocked… more like scared. That’s not a look a girl in love would have.
MiaI screamed when I finally came to and saw myself in the air. I was on his shoulder and I couldn’t even see a thing because of the mask that was on my face. I screamed loudly and started wriggling, hoping I would fall and maybe be able to escape. It didn’t work.He slammed me hard against the back seat, and I screamed again. This time, it was out of pain. The drop was too forceful, and it felt like my ribs were broken.“One more noise from you and I will lock you in the back!” He shouted at me. “Please, don’t kill me. I didn’t do anything wrong, you’ve got this all wrong.” I tried to beg him, but did it work? Certainly not!“Pleaseeee…” I cried out as he slammed the car seat. He wouldn’t even say a word and I couldn’t just sit idle and let him drive me to my death. I knew I had to do something. I couldn’t see, so I just relied on my other senses. I started to kick the door with all my strength. I didn’t care if it even got spoiled. I just wanted to save my life. The door sudd
FreyaI woke up feeling a bit under the weather. The last few weeks have been hell, to say the least. I’ve cried myself to sleep more nights than I can even remember. It’s easy to say ‘be strong, don’t think about it. You’ll be fine…’ but in reality, it’s so hard. Every day feels like I’m back to where I started. In every dream, I find myself back at the hotel, watching Dennis and Sonia go wild. It’s been hard, and I can’t even give up. I can’t. I can’t let them take me for a fool and go scot-free. They need to be thought a lesson, and until that is done, I’m not going to rest.I sat up and took my phone from the nightstand. I took a deep sigh and then dialed the number.“Hey Dennis,” I let out once he answered the phone.“Hi, Freya… I’m so happy to see your call. I’ve been meaning to call too, but I couldn’t just bring myself to. I know I’ve wronged you and that stopped me from calling.” He apologized while I rolled my eyes. Even if he meant it, it still wouldn’t sound genuine to
Freya Dennis was already at the restaurant by the time I got there. I scanned the whole place from the entrance, and my eyes finally fell on him at a corner. His eyes were glued on a lady sitting some tables away. There was something about the way he stared keenly at the lady that showed he was interested in her. The lady was with her man, and it took a while before she finally noticed another man’s eyes were on him. They locked eyes and once Dennis smiled at her, she returned the gesture with a blush too.I shook my head pitifully. If only the girl knew how useless and irresponsible he is, she wouldn't even spare a glance in his direction.Dennis finally looked at me, and he waved while I managed to force out a smile. I walked to the table, and he was already on his feet. He pulled out a chair for me while I made myself comfortable.“Hi…” I let out while he leaned back in his chair and just stared at me without saying a word.“You look beautiful…” he finally found his voice, while
Dennis“You’re moving back in with her?!” Sonia exclaimed, her face laced with anger as she jumped to her feet as if ready to pick a fight with me.I already knew she was going to react that way once I told her, she wouldn’t want me moving back into Freya’s house, but she has no choice than to accept the reality. I’ve worked hard to get here, and I wasn’t going to let anything or anyone get in my way, not even Sonia. Eventually, she would get over it and when we get the money, she would be glad that I made the firm decision.“Yes, Sonia. She asked me to move back in with her and I agreed.” I let out firmly, making sure I was giving the right energy that I wasn’t going to back down no matter the tantrum she decides to throw.“She asked you or you asked her? Freya is proud, she wouldn’t ask you to move back in if you didn’t give the impression that you wanted it…” she slammed while I just shrugged.“Well, she did call me and asked to meet over lunch, which I agreed to. I got there, and
Freya“Hiii…” the words got stuck in my throat when the door opened and Dennis walked in, accompanied by one of the people who dragged his bag in.“My sweet love!!” He exclaimed and then rushed over to hug me. I couldn’t even hold him, my mind was on the bags in my room.“What’s wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost. What’s going on? Don’t you want me here anymore?” Dennis asked when he finally unplugged from my body.“Of course, I do. I’m just wondering why your things are in the room, I thought you would still be staying in your room.” I managed to let out while he took a step back, gave me a once over and then smiled.“Baby… but this is my room. I only moved into the guest room because we had issues then. Now that it’s all resolved, I’m back where I rightfully belong. In our room, and with my lovely fiancé.” He let out and then slowly reached into his pocket.“What are you d…?” Before I could finish, he was on his knees with a ring. The same one he bought with my money but ins
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
FreyaI had never known a silence this loud.Sitting in the backseat of Victor’s black Escalade, with tinted windows shielding us from the chaos outside, I could hear the faint sound of reporters buzzing around like bees drawn to scandal’s honey. Cameras flashing. Voices yelling our names. My name.My fingers clutched the silk hem of my dress. My heart wasn’t just pounding, it was racing, like it was trying to outrun the moment. I kept my eyes on the door handle. I couldn’t bring myself to reach for it.Victor sat beside me, calm as ever, dressed in that navy suit that always made him look like he ruled the damn world. And maybe he did. He had this way of exuding power without saying a word. But today, he wasn’t looking ahead. He was looking at me.“You’re shaking,” he said softly, reaching out to gently take my hand.“I’m not,” I whispered, even though I clearly was.His thumb brushed over my knuckles, and the warmth from his touch seeped into my skin, grounding me. “You don’t have t
Victor The moment Mia left and the front door clicked shut behind her, I didn’t wait.I turned to Freya and pulled her into my arms.God, she smelled like sweetness. She fit so perfectly against me. Her body warm, her breath still a little uneven from the storm we just weathered. But her eyes… her eyes were calm. Confident. That fire I’d always known was in her had finally erupted, and I couldn’t stop looking at her like she was the fiercest, most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.“I’m so damn proud of you,” I said, burying my face into the curve of her neck. “You didn’t even flinch.”She leaned back just a little, her hands resting against my chest, smiling in that soft, stunned way like she still didn’t quite believe what just happened.“You saw the way she cracked,” I added, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “You outplayed her. You outplayed everyone.”Her cheeks turned the faintest pink, and she looked down, like she was trying not to smile too much. But she couldn’t hide it.
Victor“Good afternoon Mr. Whitmore.” Mia let out with a broad smile.“Yes, good afternoon…” “Mia… it’s Mia.” She let out while I smiled too, and then pointed her to the sofa adjacent to me.“Please have your seat.” I chimed in but she didn’t sit where I pointed. She came over and sat next to me. I didn’t say anything and just smiled.“So I was told you came around, asking for me. What’s so important?” I finally said, breaking the silence.Instead of answering, Mia stood up slowly. Her stilettos clicked against the hardwood floor as she walked toward me. Something about her stride made my skin twitch. It was confident… too confident. Almost rehearsed.I leaned back slightly in my seat, still watching her, my mind alert. But not alert enough.She stepped close, too close and placed her hands on my shoulders, applying the gentlest pressure until I leaned back more fully into the couch.“Mia…” I warned lightly, a single brow rising. But she didn’t stop.She straddled me without permissi