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
VictorThe first thing I checked as I opened my eyes was the time. I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw it was only fifteen minutes to six in the morning. I would have set an alarm if I was back at home, but I didn’t want anything to disturb Freya’s sleep. I knew it must have been a bit difficult for her to get some sleep.I stayed put on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, and before I knew it, I had drifted back into a short sleep. I saw the morning light streamed through the curtains and then checked the time again. It was twelve minutes past six now and though I had an important meeting later, I indulged my mind in the different thoughts that were fighting for attention. All thoughts were entirely consumed by Freya. I’d even spent half the night wondering if she was okay. The weight of everything she had been through hung in the air like an unspoken truth, and I knew today wasn’t going to be any easier for her. I sat up, did a little meditation to prepare myself ahead for the da
FreyaSeeing the tears in my eyes scared Victor so much. He didn’t even wait a second before snatching the phone from me the moment I turned the screen to him.“See for yourself…” that was all I could manage to say. He kept scrolling through while I started pacing the room, the headlines screaming loudly at me. After everything, how could they still be blaming me? “This isn’t good.” He finally found his voice, while I quickly turned back to him.“I know right. I mean I am the victim here. Why am I still the one getting all the hate? Why? Was I supposed to cover for my cheating fiancé? Is that really what they want from me? To cover for him, keep sponsoring his affair with my money? Keep quiet while he keeps f*cking that b*tch?” I let out and just had to stop when the tears started to choke me. I crashed heavily onto the sofa, and it got out of my control. I couldn’t stop the tears from coming, but I was silent. It was more of a quiet sobbing and that was the worst. I knew I was goi
VictorI got into the kitchen with high expectations, ready to impress Freya with my cooking skills, and I was really trying… or I thought I was… until I stopped for a moment and took a look at what I had done.It was a complete mess!The kitchen smelled of chopped onions, raw chicken, and a faint hint of garlic from the clove I had just crushed. The scene before me was nothing short of chaos, bowls stacked on top of each other, half the flour on the counter instead of in the bowl, and an unopened can of tomatoes rolling dangerously close to the edge. I stood there with my hands on my hips, staring down at the assortment of ingredients I had pulled out, my confidence already dwindling. How hard could cooking be? Just follow a recipe, right? Wrong. There was no need to cry over spilled milk. I needed to find a way out and fast. The first idea that popped into my head was YouTube. I was confident I was going to find help there.The first video I pulled up was a cheerful chef who s
Freya “Who was that?” I asked once Victor was off the phone. He showed the screen to me and I saw it was Jeff.“Jeff?” I quizzed while he nodded slowly.“Why was he calling you?” I pressed.“He said he needed Officer Kane’s number. He was one of the officers that came to arrest those fools.” He chimed in.“Let me just send it to him,” he added, and then proceeded to do some things on his phone before looking back up to face me.“Let’s get you something to eat now. I’m sure you haven’t had anything to eat all day. Did you?” he asked, while I just crashed onto the sofa. The last thing on my mind was food.“No, I didn’t, but I honestly don’t think I have the appetite. Maybe I will feel better tomorrow and eat something,” I replied, while he scoffed.“No can do, ma’am. You’re eating tonight and that’s final. Even if I have to feed it to you, I will. I’m not sitting by and watching you starve yourself when you should actually be celebrating right about now. I mean, you did that. You stoo
JeffMy head rested against the cool glass, my eyes staring blankly at nothing in particular, as the driver drove through the busy streets. The ache in my chest was unbearable and no amount of deep breaths or thinking could ease it. I raked my fingers through my hair for what felt like the hundredth time, tugging slightly at the strands as if that would somehow pull the pain out of me. How could she? - I kept asking myself. Sonia. The woman I had loved with every fiber of my being. The woman I had planned a future with. I had adjusted my entire life, my ambitions, and my plans to include her and our baby… or at least the baby I thought was mine. My fists clenched at the thought. The baby isn’t even mine. “Sir, are you okay back there?” the driver asked hesitantly, his eyes meeting mine briefly in the rearview mirror. I cleared my throat, trying to sound composed despite the chaos in my chest. “I’m fine. Just… keep driving.” The driver nodded silently and focused back on t
FreyaI just couldn’t wrap my head around how much of a shameless wh*re Sonia was. Even after everything, she still had the gut to try to spin a lie against Victor…“That man raped me! Victor Whitmore!! He rap*d me!!!” Sonia started to yell the moment she sighted the police. She turned to everyone but only cold stares from the guest. They were all amazed by her shamelessness. Who wouldn’t?“Freya, tell them! You know he was the man who harassed me then. You know that Freya, tell everyone! You can’t turn your back on me now. I’m your sister, you said so yourself, you need to talk please. I know you’re mad at me right now, but that doesn’t mean you turn a blind eye and just let the man who harassed your sister hold you like that!!” I was so irked by her words. It was such a disgrace to even be associated with her. How could I be friends with such evil? “You’re not my sister, Sonia. You never were, it just took me long to realize it and, now that I know, it stays that way.” I let out,
Sonia“Dennis! How could you…” Freya didn’t let me finish before she turned to me and cut me off.“Ohh save your strength. There’s no need to shout and startle my guest. If he says it’s fake, then what about this?” She let out just in time for another video to come on. This time, it was the one from the restroom where Dennis and I were just having s*x. I couldn’t even fathom how they recorded it but whoever set the camera did a really good job. They got all angles and there was no way Dennis could deny it now. Our faces were as clear as the day, and the way he f*ked me silly showed he wasn’t forced. It was with his full consent.“She couldn’t have doctored this in such a short period, especially since you seemed in control and still in the same suit… or did you, Sonia?” Freya suddenly asked, but I couldn’t say a word. I opened my mouth but no words came out. I looked at Dennis and I saw the scare on his face as he raked his hands shakily through his hair. I couldn’t really read his
Freya“Oh my goodness… you look stunning! I mean, your beauty is so shiny that it almost blinded me.” Victor let out as he pulled me into a hug. I held him tightly and enjoyed his sweet fragrance. I felt safe and satisfied in his arms, but he unfortunately soon unplugged from me and I couldn’t even tell him that I wanted more.“Ohh please, you’re just being extra right now. There are a lot of beautiful ladies here tonight.” I let out shyly while he gave me a quick once-over before throwing a broad smile at me.“And yet only one woman caught the attention of everyone, men and women alike. That person is you, Freya. And I wasn’t being extra. You look mesmerizing… and you are wearing the dress. Wow…”“Don’t you like that?” I cut in sharply while he quickly held my hand.“Of course, I love it. I’m just surprised, that’s all. I wasn’t expecting you to wear it. I know you will have plans of your own already so…”“So I decided to wear it. A thoughtful gift from a great friend with great tas
SoniaOne thing I made sure this night was to look good. I knew Freya would be looking so beautiful and hot, and that idiot Dennis would be busy drooling. That was why I made sure to look good myself. If he thinks he can play two friends, then I’m ready to give him confusion in return. He will be torn between both of us, and I hope to juggle his memory while he’s still in his confused state. I’m the only one who matters in his life, and he needs to remember that.It’s either that or his plans ends tonight. This time, I’m not going to pity him. I would run my mouth so fast that he would be back in his old rickety crib before he knows what hit him. At least, then he would get his senses back and crawl back to me for help.I made him, and I can easily mar him…From the entrance where I was standing, I saw his car pull in, and she was right there beside him. Freya.Beautiful but brainless. How could she not know that she was being lied to? All the butterflies she was feeling were all lie