Freya
“Heyyy…” I let out as I stepped into the kitchen and saw Sonia making breakfast.
“Why are you bothering yourself this early morning?” I asked while she smiled.
“It’s not a bother. You’re not well, and I thought to make breakfast for you and Dennis,” she explained.
“But…”
“No buts. You’re not a bother, and I’m happy to do it.” She affirmed.
“Here, I’ll serve your food now. Come over.” She chimed in and then started serving the dinette while I took a seat.
The door opened and Dennis appeared. I caught the knowing glance they both exchanged, but then pretended like I didn’t see.
He came over and kissed me on the lips while Sonia stood behind me. I knew they would still be sharing the glances but do I care?
“Morning my love…” he finally found his voice.
“Good morning Dennis…” Sonia quickly replied before I could.
I closed my mouth and smiled. Well, of course, she was his love, so why should I be the one replying?
“Morning Sonia. Hope you slept well?” He turned to her.
“Yes, I did. What about you?” She asked too.
I didn’t even bother to join in their little chat, I just continued with my meal. When they were done, she served him too, and he sat beside me.
The moment he pulled his chair closer, I felt deep anger and disgust. It was so much that I couldn’t contain it at all.
“I should go prepare, I need to get to the office early. I have a ton of emails to attend to already.” I let out and then slipped out before any of them could convince me to stay. After all, they wouldn’t even mean it. Leaving would give them more room for their nonsense.
I guess Dennis read the room quickly, about five minutes after I got into the bathroom, he also slipped in.
“How’s my baby girl doing? Uhrgggg… I really missed you! Come here love!” He suddenly pulled me into his arms and I didn’t have time to catch myself. Our lips collided, and before I could pull back, he was already kissing me passionately, sucking my lips and tongue like his life depended on it.
For a minute there, I forgot myself as he reached for my bo*bs, but remembering how he had sneaked into the guest room last night to be with Sonia, I pushed him off immediately, and with full force too.
“Whoa! What’s gotten into you?” He yelled loudly, then quickly composed himself and smiled. He moved closer again, but I held out a hand.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not in the mood right now. Still feeling weak and like I said, I need to get to the office soon. My mind is on the load of work waiting on my desk.” I excused myself and quickly left the bathroom.
Standing in front of the dressing mirror, I stared at my pink lips. The color popped even more with the kiss. Dennis was still the great kisser he was. He’s great in bed too, but I wasn’t going to sleep with him again, ever again.
But then, for a second there in the bathroom, I was lost in his touch. Was I still in love with him?
How could I not? It’s been almost three years with him? Three years of pouring my whole heart to a man! Dennis had the totality of me… I gave him everything!
I didn’t waste time dressing, I didn’t want Dennis coming back to finish what he started. He might start suspecting if I keep turning him down.
I needed to play my cards fast, get evidence, and make sure to nail them red-handed. That was why I called Sonia yesterday and told her Dennis was cheating.
I needed her on her toes. I gave her just the right amount of details to get her running over to the house. I gave her some more and, as expected, she ran into the room to call Dennis.
What do they even take me for exactly? A fool? Of course, they would be right to think that, after all, I failed to see what was going on right under my nose for the past three years.
But then, I expected more defense from Dennis than his weak ass lame of a surprise party! Really? A surprise party? And then a meeting with the planner at the hotel? That was his excuse for being tongue deep in another’s throat, fondling her boobs and ass publicly like rabid dogs in heat?
And then sneaking off when he thought I was sleeping? How could he not see it was all my plan?
It was a set-up. My big plan was to bait him, and he fell. They both fell deep into my trap.
I saw and heard everything that went down in the room.
Immediately, Dennis left for work in the morning. I called in one of my security guys and had him install a camera in the guest room. Sonia uses that particular one. Since she often visited, I turned one of the guest rooms into her personal room, but she rejected it. The room was downstairs, and she preferred one upstairs, right after our room. I didn’t read any meaning into it at the time until I caught them.
That was when I understood why she wanted that particular room, and why she even visited often. She just wanted to be close to her husband!
The camera was installed. It was tiny so they could never suspect or see it. I only knew where it was and its control.
The moment Dennis sneaked off, and I heard the door gently click shut. I got up and went to my computer. I got the camera to work, and I sat through it all… even the wild sex!
Six good months. That’s how long Dennis had starved me of s*x! It was always one excuse after the other.
I tried so hard to hold back the tears, but when she got on her knees, and he poured over her face, both smiling like fools, I couldn’t stop the tears anymore. My face was wet in an instant and I sobbed, quietly, but my heart ached loudly.
I was pained… the wound became fresh again…
I quickly turned off the computer when he stood to leave the room. I got back in bed and pretended to be long asleep.
He slid into the bed, and wrapped his hands around me, which made me boil with rage. I felt like stabbing him multiple times in his chest and watching him fight for his life, but that would only get me in bigger trouble. There’s no way I would live my days in prison for a lowlife betrayer like him! My mom would turn in her grave and never forgive me…
“You’re dressed already? Wow, that’s fast! Never knew you could get ready that fast… you’re always taking your time… women…” he teased while I forced out a smile.
“I know right… I have a lot of work to get to so… can’t afford to waste time.” I chimed in and once I saw him coming towards me, I quickly grabbed my bag and computer, stepping off to leave.
“You’re taking that to the office? I thought it was for working at home, right?" He quizzed.
“Ohh yeah, I did some work on it yesterday and in the night too… you know when you were out of the room, where were you though?” I asked, while he suddenly developed a cough.
He started coughing and slowly moved away from me.
“You know what? Just forget it… I’m late, we’ll talk later in the evening… byeee…” I let out and then left with a satisfied grin stuck on my face.
“Ready?” Sonia’s voice suddenly rose from behind me.
I turned back and saw her sitting on the sofa. I didn’t even know she was in the living room.
“Yes? You’re going with Dennis, right?” She shook her head and quickly got up.
“No, I’m coming with you. I need to stop at my place to get some things.” She cut in.
“Let’s go then.”
We hurried out of the house and were soon on the road. Her house was on my way so I dropped her somewhere close where she could just get a quick ride home.
“Thanks so much for taking care of me and all that I call mine, Sonia. I hope to repay you accordingly someday.” I let out with a broad smile while she dismissed me with a wave.
“Oh no, there’s nothing to be thankful for. I’m just doing what any friend would do. Moreover, we are more than friends, right?” She cut in.
“Of course, we are more than friends… we are sisters.” We shared a quick hug before she hopped down, and I zoomed off to Victor’s office…
Victor“Can I have those files on Demock?” I said to Anna, my assistant, over the phone.“Okay sir. The Walters have gotten back to us too. I sent their response to your mail about thirty minutes ago.” She retorted.“Okay then, I will check it out now. Please don’t forget the files I asked for. I need to work on them now.” I hung up afterward, but it hadn’t been five seconds before she called back.“What else, Anna?” I asked, trying not to sound angry.“There’s one Miss Becca here asking to see you sir, I’ve told her now is not a good time, but she’s insisting on seeing you.” She rushed through the words and I could hear the frustration in her voice too.“Does she have an appointment?”“No, Sir.”“Then tell her to leave. I’m busy.” I said, and then hung up immediately.Again, it hadn’t been a few seconds before I heard a loud bang on my door. I looked up just in time for the door to open. It was Becca, looking like she was about to pick a fight with me.“How dare you ask your assistan
FreyaPromising Victor that I'd be calm was easy, but actually keeping to the deal was the problem. I just couldn't take my mind and eyes off the video.I went straight to the office from Victor's place and the moment I clicked the door shut, I hurried to my seat. I grabbed my phone and started watching the video all over again.I watched it over three times and each time, it felt different, like I was just seeing it for the first time.I pushed my phone forward while I buried my head on my desk. I was boiling with rage and I just needed to get my mind off it.The day went by in a blur. I couldn't even concentrate on work. I was so disturbed and had to push a lot of the work to my assistant, which she did under my supervision.“Are you okay, Freya?” Grace, my assistant asked.“Yes, I'm okay. Just a little bit under the weather.” I let out while she gave me a scrutiny look. She wasn't quite convinced, and I could understand her concern. It wasn't like me to keep to myself or even push
DennisFor the first time since Freya and I started dating, I was so mad at her. The anger was so much that I just had to leave the room before I did something I would love to regret. Besides, any mistake could ruin all my hard work and plans. The last three years of my life have been strategic, and I wasn’t going to ruin that just because a b*tch was being disrespectful…I slammed the door shut and it gave a loud bang. I crashed into the bed and flung the extra pillows all over the room. I was trying to let out my anger.“How dare she disrespect me like that? That f*cking b*tch? Does she really think I love her that much to tolerate all her nonsense? If not for…” I stopped for a minute and looked around the place.It felt odd, like someone was watching. I stood up and then looked around the room, not even sure what I was looking for.I went back to bed and started battling with my raging thoughts…I was never in love with Freya. Right from the start, it had always been about money…“
Sonia“No… no… no! Please… don’t... please…” I was literally begging the lines not to come up. I threw the strip in the bin and then pulled out another one. That was the fifth test.I had been feeling sick lately, but I didn’t pay much attention to it until yesterday, when I woke up and started throwing up. Washing off my mouth and face, it occurred to me that something was off. The sickness had lingered for over a week, and it was always in the morning. It started off as a mild dizziness when I woke up and then turned into nausea. Throwing up on two mornings gave me an idea what might be wrong. I desperately kicked against the thought.Pregnancy? Never! I can’t afford to be pregnant, not at this time. It would ruin a lot of things. But then, I needed to be sure, so as I was coming back from the office yesterday, I stopped by at the store and got a box of the pregnancy home test. The first stop showed I was pregnant. The second one too, and the next. Pulling out the sixth one now
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