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 kit.The first strip showed I was pregnant. The second one too, and the next. Pulling out the sixth one
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
VictorLooking into Freya’s beautiful eyes, I saw everything I ever wanted. There was love, admiration, a deep unspoken promise of forever… most importantly, I saw myself in those eyes, and I wanted to live there forever. The thought of proposing to her had been lingering in my mind for a while. Throughout our trip, it was constantly throbbing in my mind, but I had planned to wait until all the dramas in our lives had settled, until there were no distractions and I could make it perfect.But after tonight… after that mind-blowing, impulsive, and passionate moment we had just shared in the restroom, I realized that there was no such thing as the perfect moment. Love wasn’t about waiting for things to be ideal, it was about seizing the moment, embracing the unpredictability, and making every second count. Freya was my unpredictability, my fire, my safe place, my worst distraction and my storm all in one. And I didn’t want to risk losing her to time or circumstances. I wanted to make i
FreyaThe restaurant was nothing short of exquisite, the kind of place where the air smelled of truffle oil and fine wine, where the chandeliers twinkled like captured stars, and where the waiters moved with an elegance that made them seem like they were floating. The soft hum of a piano in the background set the perfect ambiance as we were led to our private VIP booth. Everything was immaculate, and I could tell my father had pulled out all the stops for this evening.That wasn’t our first time there. I had been there with my dad a couple of times, and Victor and I had been there too… only as friends though…Victor, ever the gentleman, pulled my chair out before taking his seat, flashing me that smirk that always made my heart skip a beat. It was a strange yet beautiful feeling, watching him fit so seamlessly into this world, a world he was already accustomed to, yet feeling as though he was nervous because it involved me.The waiters wasted no time in pouring the finest red wine int
VictorWe both hopped into the car, and even after the teasing and daring, we still shared a sweet kiss before I started the car.But as soon as I gripped the steering wheel, my fingers tightened involuntarily, my knuckles slightly paling from the pressure and a wash of nervousness coursed through me.That was unusual and so ridiculous. I had been in meetings with the most powerful and intimidating men in the world, men who controlled empires, wielded wealth like a sword, and dictated the flow of markets. And yet, here I was, my heartbeat slightly erratic, my palms faintly damp, all because I was about to meet my girlfriend’s father.Freya noticed. Of course, she did. She was attuned to my moods more than anyone else. Her laughter rang through the car, soft yet teasing. “Victor, you need to relax. You’re acting like you’re about to be interrogated in a high-stakes trial.” She let out while I exhaled sharply, keeping my eyes on the road. “That’s exactly what this feels like. Your fath
Freya The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the room. It took a second before I finally processed what really woke me. It was that sweet touch… his sweet touch. I looked to my side and saw Victor’s hand fondling my ears. My body still aches in the best way possible, a reminder of the passion Victor and I shared all evening and night. I could still fill him inside me, his arms wrapping around my waist, his breathing deep and steady against my neck. And how I smiled, running my fingers along his forearm, my heart swelling with contentment as we both came. I thought I had had enough until now… his touch was doing something to me body and I liked it. “What’s on your mind?” I asked while I raised a leg on the bed and then traced from my lips down to my thigh. I stopped between my legs and then spread them.“Nothing other than how I plan on devouring you. I’m going to eat you up completely, but slowly and then fast till you almost pass out.
SoniaI tightened my grip on Dennis’ arm as we stepped into my apartment. He was still groaning in pain, his weight leaning against me, but I managed to guide him to the couch. My heart was racing, but not for the reasons he might have thought. This was going exactly the way I planned.“Sit,” I said softly, placing a pillow behind him as he collapsed onto the couch. His shirt was stained with blood from the cuts and bruises on his face. His eye was already swelling shut, his lip split. A complete mess. “You look like you got run over by a truck.” I teased him while he let out a breathy chuckle but winced immediately. “Feels like it too.” He replied too.I walked to the cabinet and grabbed my first aid kit. My hands worked methodically, but my mind was elsewhere. I had already mapped out my next steps, and getting Dennis under my control was at the center of it. He thought I was just being kind. That was his first mistake.I knelt in front of him, unscrewing a bottle of antiseptic. “Th
FreyaThe moment we stepped into the house, Victor stretched his arms and let out a deep, satisfied sigh. “Finally home,” he murmured, his voice laced with exhaustion and contentment.I watched him as he dropped his bag and loosened a few buttons on his shirt. His eyes, still filled with desire from the wild ride we had in the car, softened as he looked at me. “I need a shower,” he announced, taking a step toward the staircase.I quickly stepped in front of him, blocking his path with a playful smile. “Oh no, Mr. Whitmore, not yet.”He arched a brow, his lips curling into an amused smirk. “Oh? And why not? You planning on joining me?”“As tempting as that sounds,” I teased, placing my hands on his chest, “I insist that you eat first.”He let out a chuckle, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Freya, I just had a full-course meal not too long ago.” His fingers played with the hem of my dress. “And then I had you for dessert in the car. I think I’m pretty satisfied.”I smacked his chest
SoniaThe moment my phone lit up with Dennis’s name, I felt a thrill rush through me. “What the actual f*ck?!” I muttered under my breathe. Dennis was actually calling my phone right now. So, my plan worked after all. I had been waiting for this moment, and now that it was here, I wanted to savor it. Instead of answering right away, I let it ring, tapping my nails against the marble counter of my kitchen.I had to be sure too. I wouldn’t want to answer it, not sure if it was my plan or a random call from him. But what are the odds though? He has literally ignored and abandoned me so why now, if it wasn’t my plan working??Still, I quickly scrolled through my contacts and dialed my guy… the one I had paid handsomely to give Dennis a little taste of hell. He picked up on the first ring. “It’s done,” he confirmed, his voice carrying a smug satisfaction that mirrored my own. “Your boy’s barely standing.”I smirked, feeling an odd mix of satisfaction and amusement. “Good. And you made sur
Dennis The moment Freya and Victor got into the car, I could already feel my blood boiling, and my vision turning red. I wasn’t an idiot… I knew exactly what was happening inside that car. The way the vehicle shook, and the frequent movement all made it obvious that they were having sex.My grip tightened on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt, and my breathing became uneven. The thought of her, my Freya, in the arms of another man… no, worse, losing herself in pleasure with that bastard made my stomach twist with rage. I had to look away for a moment before I did something reckless, something stupid.I forced myself to inhale deeply through my nose, but it barely helped. My hands shook with the urge to do something… anything to rip the bastard away from her, to make him pay for touching what was mine. I imagined ramming my car into them, sending them flying off the road. It would be so easy. One hard slam on the gas, and I could plow
FreyaThe moment we got to the car, Victor instinctively reached for the driver’s seat, but I had other plans. Before he could even protest, I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the backseat. He raised an eyebrow, amused, but I could already see the hunger in his eyes.“What are you up to?” he asked, a teasing smirk dancing on his lips.I pushed him back onto the seat and straddled him, pressing my body against his. “I’ve missed you too damn much to wait until we get home,” I whispered, my lips mere inches from his.His hands instinctively found my waist, gripping me tightly as he let out a low chuckle. “Freya, you do realize we’re still at the airport parking lot, right?”“Do you see me caring?” I murmured before capturing his lips in a heated kiss.Victor groaned against my mouth, his fingers digging into my hips as he deepened the kiss. I could feel the tension melting away from both of us, replaced with nothing but the raw need we had for each other. The way his hands roamed