FreyaMy night was longer than usual. It felt like it was never going to end, as I found it so hard to find sleep. After the tense kiss Victor and I shared, my head and heart started conflicting with each other. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the whole thing. I thought it was all gone after the cold face wash that made me sleep right off, but then, I woke up thinking it was morning, only to find out I had only slept for three minutes.“Just three minutes!” I had screamed and then buried my face in the pillow, which muffled my scream. For about an hour, I lay there and stared blankly at the roof. Falling in love with Victor was a bad idea… not like bad, bad, but it would definitely make me lose focus. I tend to do that when I’m in love. That’s why my past relationships always ended in my heart getting broken. It’s the same thing that happened with Dennis. I was too in love to notice the big red flag he was wrapped in. I just wanted to love and be loved in return…After tossing
DennisI found myself smirking when my phone rang and Mia’s name came up. A quick recollection of the previous night came to my mind and I smirked again.“Mia, what’s up?” I asked, leaning back in my chair, barely paying attention as I scanned through emails.“I thought I said you shouldn’t call or do anything until I reach out to you. Have you forgotten what you are so soon?” I asked, trying to be naughty, but she seemed not in the mood for jokes, Her voice was hesitant at first, then rushed, like she couldn’t get the words out fast enough. “That’s not why I called.” She cut in sharply.“Dennis, I just overheard something... Freya’s transferring you to the new branch. Effective immediately. I thought you should know.” She added while I immediately froze, the phone nearly slipping from my hand. “What?” I hissed.“She had a meeting with the board this morning. It’s done, Dennis. She told her assistant to start the paperwork.”My blood boiled. “Are you sure about this?”“Yes,” Mia whis
FreyaI waited till Dennis was out of my compound before I made my way into the house. I slammed the door shut behind me, the echo vibrating through the house. My heart was pounding, my cheek still stung as I hurried upstairs into the room, but it was nothing compared to the fire roaring in my chest.He hit me. Dennis. The man I once trusted, once loved. I never thought he could sink so low. I had done nothing but love him and showed him time after time how much he meant to me, but he dared put his hands on me?Storming back into the living room, I grabbed the half-full glass of whiskey I’d left on the bar cart earlier. I didn’t even care about the burn as I took a long, hard sip. The liquid scorched my throat, but it didn’t dull the anger. Nothing could.How dare he? Accusing me of cheating? Like I owe him any loyalty? Like I wasn’t already humiliated by his reckless affair with Sonia. The betrayal cut deeper than any slap ever could. And now, he had the audacity to come into my home,
Victor“Urghhh… I think I should rest now.” I muttered to myself as I sent the final copies of the contract to my assistant. I should have worked on the document at the office, but I was so occupied with some urgent paperwork. I got home so tired, but I couldn’t go to bed yet, not until I went over the fifty pages of document, signed it and then sent it to my assistant to finish up. I turned off my laptop, and stretched as I made my way into the bathroom for a quick shower.I got back into the room just as my phone started to ring. I moved over to the desk where I left it, and glancing over, I saw the name flashing on the screen. It was one of my informants. “Yes, speak!” I let out firmly.“Sir,” he said urgently. “Dennis was at Freya’s house.” “He... hit her,” the voice hesitated, as if bracing for my reaction. “What? What happened? Is she okay?”“Yes, she is. She handled it.” He replied and I felt my anger surge.“What the heck do you mean she handled it? You mean you guys sta
SoniaI opened my eyes and found myself wrapped in the warmth of Jeff’s arms, his steady heartbeat a soothing rhythm against my ear. The golden morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a soft glow. I tilted my head to look up at him, and he was already awake, watching me with that slow, crooked smile that always made my stomach flutter. “Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice husky and filled with tenderness. “Good morning,” I whispered back, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face. “Why were you staring so hard?” I quizzed while he smiled. “I just can’t get over how beautiful it is to wake up next to your beautiful face every morning. I love you so much.” He chimed in while I blushed. “And I love you too.” I chimed in too, while his fingers brushed a strand of hair from my cheek, and then his lips captured mine in a kiss that deepened until it felt like the world outside the bed didn’t exist. One kiss turned into another, and bef
Dennis I woke up still with the thought of Freya troubling my soul. Last night was one of the longest nights I’ve had my entire life.I barely slept. The memory of Freya’s eyes, cold and distant, haunted me all night. I couldn’t believe what had happened, couldn’t believe I had let things get so out of control. I had let my emotions get the best of me. I may not love Freya that much, but a part of me still beats for her, and that was the first time I would be putting my hands on a woman. She brought out the beast in me. If only she hadn’t tried to prove stubborn… but then, I should have controlled myself too, knowing what I stood to gain.Now, I’m afraid she might have slipped through my fingers, and if I didn’t act fast, I would lose everything I had been working toward… the lifestyle, the power, her wealth.One thing though, I knew Freya better than anyone, all it would take was the right words, the right gesture, and she would forget all about what happened. It always worked, and
Sonia“Love you too, babe.” Jeff and I kissed each other goodbye. He wrapped me more tightly, and I had to wriggle my way out of his arms. He wasn’t ready to part ways with me yet.“No… babe!” He whined like a little baby, making me laugh.“Can’t afford to miss my flight…” I let out and then hurried away before he could get his hands on me again.I stopped briefly and then turned to blow him a kiss before running off.The hum of the plane engines was a dull backdrop to the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. Jeff. His smile, the way he looked at me, the way he touched my belly, as if the baby inside was already his whole world. It was almost too much. He loved me, that much was clear. And he was ready to give me anything. I should be happy. Anyone else would be thrilled to have a man like him. Kind, rich, devoted, romantic… just name it, Jeff has all and more. But the truth gnawed at me, relentless and cruel. I was in love with Dennis. We are married and love each other.I glanced out
Warning: Explicit content!!!Dennis“Babe, where the heck are you? I’ve been trying to reach you for about two days now. What’s happening? Call me back immediately you get this, it’s urgent!” I yelled into the phone as I walked out of Freya’s office and got into the car.“Damn you, Freya!!” I slammed hard at the steering wheel. I was so mad with fury, Freya had embarrassed me, and that wasn’t even as annoying as the fact that she officially broke up with me. I thought I was teaching her a lesson, I thought she needed to realize what was at stake. Me. Our relationship. The one she desperately wanted.That was why I didn’t bother to beg her when she asked me to move out of the room, and then the house. We had been living together for over two years and I know how hooked she was on me. Her whole life revolves around me, so I was sure it was only a matter of time before she comes crawling back, begging me to take her back. “Does she really have proof that I’m cheating?” I thought to my
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