Brian led the path as I followed him into the crowded room of the lounge area. Inessa was standing near the open bar talking with someone. It was Dean, one of Brian’s biggest investors and friends. Olivia talked about Dean occasionally, as they had an upright bond when she was dating Brian. Dean even threw a memorial for Olivia, which was attended by most of the people in Chicago.
A woman was standing beside him, it was Samantha, a.k.a Sam. These two started dating a few weeks ago, and now they are one of the hottest couples in the town. It was a different matter that Sam and I had something three years ago when she shared the bed with me. We continued our relationship for more than a year before she dumped me as I wasn’t ready to commit to her, which she wanted badly.
It was an excellent decision as if we got together, and something happened between us, then I was sure that would be a catastrophe, as I would have fallen in love with Lyra no matter what. Ev
It took me a little time to understand what was really happening on that dark balcony. The constant back and forth shouting between Viola and her fiancée made it hard for me to apprehend the situation. Tears were slipping from Lyra’s eyes, which confused me tremendously. What happened that made her cry? What was her business between these two?But then I was familiar with Viola’s truculent behavior with Lyra as I witnessed it the night of our engagement, and the way she was shouting at Michale confirmed my suspicion. The reason for Lyra’s tears was Viola.This was what I was aghast of coming here. Whenever Lyra and I attended any of the McCoy rendezvous, it went downfall every single time. This was a bad idea. I knew that the moment I got the call from Matthew; I wanted to ignore this, but when I saw Lyra and her excitement about this event, I stayed quiet for her.But here we are with a similar mess. Once again,I needed to stop
Nathan left. This was not what I thought tonight would be, it was the last thing I considered happening that night. It never came across my mind that something like this could even take place, the way Michele cornered me on that dark terrace that scared the hell out of me.However, the fear was more about the sudden attack, all I could think at that moment was getting out of his arms. The way the table turned and I fell on my face was indeed outrageous.When Viola came, and then all the other audiences in that room, it robbed my breath. Seeing Nathan listening to all the things was so hard for me, I was so ashamed about the lies that I told him that I had to turn my eyes away from him.Nathan didn’t say a word when Viola and Michale were revealing the truth. He was there standing; I knew he was there hearing all those truths that I buried in my heart to stay with him. All were out in just a matter of a few seconds.I, if truth be told, planned to ke
As I parked my car outside my club, Luka was already at the main door of the building, pacing back and forth. I could see a crease on his forehead, the rigidity in his walk.Out of all my men, Luka was the most easy-going fellow. He was always a composed and nonchalant man. Even in a difficult situation, he was the one who worked without losing control of himself. That’s why I involved him with the club, as a diverse range of men came to this place daily, caused a variety of types of rumpuses when they lost the game and their money.Luka was the manager of this place. For that, he was in charge of the complete kit and caboodle. As a proficient manager, he was, he conducted every part of my club with perfection. He managed everything with such care and respect that I never got a single complaint about his manner with the clients. Even when he dealt with someone harshly, he never forgot to show that person enough respect, and that was what people liked and praised
Nathan and I had barely talked in the past week. After he separated our bedroom, we scarcely saw one another even when we were living under the same roof.Nowadays he started coming home late, sometimes he didn’t even bother to come. Most of the time it was after midnight, around 1 or 2 am, the time when I was sleeping. Again, in the morning, he was out of the house before I could open my eyes. In the past week, we had talked only three or four words to one another. Other than that, it felt as if we were both two strangers or some kind of roommates who had no interest in one another’s business at all.We attended the Sunday dinner at Amanda’s house even though we went there alone; I was appreciative that he drove me back to our apartment.Amanda again asked us about the wedding that I delayed a few weeks ago. She told us it would be great if we were married before the baby arrived in this world, then she would have a secure family and home. She
I didn’t spend the night in that apartment after Lyra told me she was leaving the next morning. I packed my clothes and went to the club.The sleep wasn’t my buddy that night, so I got busy with work. I organized the last five years’ accounts in one single night. It was useless as I already had the data on my computer, yet I did this fucking job. I was done with this at that moment; it was morning, at 6 o’clock, my time for a jog.As I started jogging in the park, other people were walking, exercising on this beautiful morning, but for me, this bright sun was meaningless. Usually, I loved this time of the morning; the sun rose in the morning waking up the dark world with her. The way a new morning was a fresh start for a human being, I loved taking a deep breath in that hope-filled air, but today it was obnoxious.I hated everything I saw at the park. The birds singing, the older couple or the younger couple being t
The condo that uncle Josh owned near Logan Square was large enough to consider an apartment.I moved in a week ago, and by now, I was getting used to this new environment. I told myself the same thing every day; however, it was a lie. I hated this place; it was one of the beautiful houses I had ever been to, perhaps superior to Nathan’s house.This three-bedroom house was decorated with expensive furniture. From the king-size bed in the master bedroom to cabinets of the kitchen, an expert perfectly designed every corner of the house. White wrapped the entire house in a cozy vibe while the wooden furniture didn’t fail to create magic. The sunlight, open balcony, indoor pool made this place one of the small pieces of heaven in the world.Anyone who arrived at this residence would be on cloud nine, seeing all the arrangements of luxury here.It was a perfect place to relax, kick out all your worries outside the door while e
I flew through the pages as soon as I got home from work. Sleep wasn’t welcome for me as I needed to know what was going to happen next in this secret affair that was going on between these two. One thing I was sure about was that, that affair didn’t last in the end. Whatever they felt for one another wasn’t strong enough to survive the thunderstorm of the reality as Uncle Josh and Aunt Rose were still married and together. However, reading these words that were written by Uncle Josh, it felt like some grand, unrequited love that was blooming under the nose of society. It was wrong. Cheating on someone or keeping dark secrets from our loved ones was the same as stabbing them in their hearts with a sharp knife. I wonder if the husband of the woman or aunt Rose ever got suspected about this affair that was happening. Most of the pages were about why they hid their infidelity from the world, how every chance they got they would get physica
I lay on the bed, my eyes were on the ceiling, observing something that I had no idea of. My hands were rubbing my belly slowly, my breathing was stable too. A few hours left to meet uncle Josh in the café that was a few walks away from this condo.Last night I finished reading that infamous diary of his. Everything was fine, I was too. I was curious and desperate to know the identity of the woman, but I was fine. However, after putting down the diary, I wasn’t fine. I was full of disgust and hatred towards a lot of people, and those emotions kept me in bed for a long time.Last night, I was in bed with no sleep. I didn’t fight with that either, as I was busy thinking. A crap load of stuff came into my mind. I never thought about anything like that happening to me or affecting me this badly.How would a sentence change someone’s life this way that you started to question everything you knew all your life?It
Seven Years Later Today we celebrated five years of our marriage with our two children. Our daughter Josephine was seven years old while our son Joshua Hall was five years old. It was still hard to believe for me that we came this way. Whenever I thought about the past or the way we met and the way today things turned out to be, it surprised me. I walked the path with him; however, I couldn’t comprehend that this was us now. Nathan told a lie to save me from the crowd. “She is my fiancée” that night in the club seven years ago, which ended us tied in a relationship that was a lie. Our engagement was a pure lie from my side, at least at that time. I was eager to be with him for my own selfishness. He wasn’t the person that I heard from my family’s mouth. He was my saving grace. Every time I fell, he was there holding me, and that was what made me thankful to him. With time I got to feel for him, and, oh
Two years laterToday we said our vows. Everything went smoothly, just as we planned. It was in Spain where the pastor announced us as a man and woman, our friends and family with us as we celebrated our love, they cheered as I kissed my bride. Our two-year-old clapped with full force and smiled at us. Everyone was amused at our much-awaited wedding with the bride.Lyra was fuming. If today we were scheduled to exchange the vows, I swear, next year these people would have celebrated my death anniversary with tears in their eyes.This morning Lyra got the news. The big news, which was a piece of good news without any doubt. I knew she was over the moon with joy. However, the way she was expressing it with rolling eyes, I was positive the moment we locked in our suite room tonight, she would be jumping on me with a knife.“You don’t look happy?” I whispered to her ears as we moved along the
LyraOne year later,“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shrieked from the bathroom after seeing two pink lines on the fucking pregnancy stick that I was holding in my hand firmly.This had to be a dream. This can’t be true. I closed my eyes and opened again with hope and trust that the two lines would be turned in one somehow magically. But it didn’t.So I took out another stick, praying this time it would be negative. I peed on it, kept my prayer loud while waiting for the result to appear on the stick, and then, BINGO. There were two lines on this one too, positive. I was pregnant.Nathan did that to me. How could he do that to me? I told him to wear a condom so many times, but he didn’t listen to any of my warnings. How many minutes did it take to wear one? But that adamant man didn’t listen, and now here I was holding the one thing that I
“What is this?” Devin frowned as I placed the wedding card of mine and Nathan in front of him on the table.Devin was one of my two friends. I didn’t have many people in my life to relay from childhood; I spent my elementary and most of my high school without friends until Penny came along in the form of an enemy. She was the one who made my life easy and entertaining during those two years of my life.It was nice having someone to rely on, sharing thoughts and happiness with another female who could understand you.Devin and I shared a unique relationship than what I had with Penny. He was my guy friend who treated me with respect, was with me whenever I needed help or a friend in these past years.He was a great guy. I liked him both as a friend and as a human being. He was kind, humble, funny, handsome, a foodie, everything that a woman wanted in her man. He was that guy.But we couldn’t stretch the
Whenever I had a feeling about something strongly, it seemed as if I would always be right about that. It first happened when I was in high school. As I went to private school, a place which was filled with some little rotten rich human being’s little miniature, it wasn’t exactly an upright place where I wanted to be. Moral was nowhere to be found in that school, if anything mattered to those people, it was money, power, and status.Lucky for us, Luke and I stood at the top of that game. As a part of the Hall family, the oldest and powerful one in Chicago, those little pieces of shit didn’t dare to look at our eyes, let alone talk to us.Luke had friends. He was always popular among boys and girls where I was a loner, but I enjoyed that. I didn’t need those bullies anywhere near me, all of them, every single one of them, was a criminal in my eyes.As I spent time with my grandfather and mom in the office, I was awar
We officially started dating a week ago after the night in that café. It was nice. Nathan came to my house in the morning, we had our breakfast together before going to work. He dropped me at my restaurant, pressed a kiss on my lips before driving himself to his office. He returned to his office, once again, he was the CEO of the Hall Corporation just like before.We texted one another every free time we got, talked over the phone during our lunch, hence it was harmless to say we ate together. He picked me up from work around 6. It wasn’t my time to go home, but these days I was relying on my manager a little as he confirmed to me everything would be fine even if I wasn’t here.We would go to his condo and spend a cozy night. Watching movies together on his DVD, talking about the time we were separated from one another, cuddling on the sofa, falling asleep in his arms, and having crazy exotic food for dinner. Nathan’s che
I didn’t say a word after Nathan told me what happened in the hospital a year ago. When I woke up in the morning that time, it was Brian, Owen, Inessa, and Michale around me. Nathan was nowhere to be found.They discharged me from the hospital the next morning after the doctor confirmed I was out of danger and ready to go home. Brian and Inessa took me to their house. I was with them for a week before moving back to uncle Josh’s condo.Michale visited me every single day, sometimes before going to the office or sometimes after work. He would bring me flowers or my favorite food from my favorite restaurants. I didn’t think much of his actions that time as I wasn’t in my head that time.I was numb for a long time after coming home; I was listening to every word that was being said to me, but I couldn’t empathize with the meaning behind any of those words. It was the reason Inessa used to do all my works; she hel
“What do you want to talk about?” Lyra asked, breaking the long silence that was sandwiched between us from the moment we sat in this café with our coffee.I was a little earlier than Lyra, as I needed to prepare to talk to her. I was the one who asked for this meeting; thus, I wanted to be warmed up to talk to her about us. It took a lot from my side to have this conversation with her.When we met one another after such a long time, seeing her well-adjusted in her new life delighted me. She was doing what she loved; she established her own restaurants, which were enjoying outstanding success. She was a boss woman now, and I loved that.I loved seeing the new Lyra, the fearless one, shy but confident, naïve as well as guarded. I took pleasure in her success, yet I was melancholic with her. Mostly because of how fast she was moving forward in her personal life without me.I wanted to talk about us. If there wa
I canceled my plan to return to Italy for now; I called Jessica and told her to call off the meeting that I was supposed to attend on my return to Italy with an investor. I would do other works that needed my attention through email, my casino manager Rocky was a trusted, worthy man. He was accomplished of handling the situation better than anyone; therefore, I knew things would be alright in Italy with little hinder.But the way everything was resolved in Chicago was scaring me to death. After the night where I almost choked Devin, or whatever that bastard's name was to death, I was feeling more out of control. The fear of losing Lyra was taking all my thinking systems at once.We spent a year apart from one another, didn’t see her, talk to her, or listen to her voice, we were living our life as two strangers. During that time, I didn’t go through this fucking fear that I was having right now.I knew she was in this world some