Chapter 10

He expected her temper, at least. But earning her wrath was a surprise for Keith.

He knew Amanda as an innocent woman, pure of naivety. That she was easy to take control of and she would obey any wishes he made. That’s how marriage life works for them.

Watching her walk away felt something strange inside his chest. As if something with significance was with her as she departed from his life. Keith hadn’t thought Amanda with much worth other than his timid wife. And seeing her once more had triggered the feelings Keith didn't want to recognize.

Amanda was long gone but he’s still staring at the end of the road where the car disappeared in the corner. He sighed and glanced at his wrist watch. It’s already half past four in the afternoon. He needed to leave soon and tried his luck of persuading his ex-wife some other time.

Keith walked towards his car and brought out two small basket arrangements of white lilies and roses. He hadn’t had the chance to see his in-laws on their last day as he was afraid to cause a scene. So now he got the chance to pay respect to Amanda’s parents.

He put each arrangement on the grave. Then Keith muttered a short prayer for their souls to rest in peace. They may have harbored hard feelings for him of what he’d done to their only daughter but nonetheless, he wanted them to have solitude.

“I’m not sure if you’ll ever forgive me,” Keith uttered before them. It seems rain will come soon. The sky was getting dark as minutes passed by. “But I would like to try…”

“Even if my reasons were not as what you expected, I’d like to make amends with your daughter.”

Since that day, Keith had never been the same again. It’s odd that her image had always crossed his mind from time to time that interrupted most of his work. Keith will see himself just stop doing things while staring at the wall across the room. The latest of his so-called ‘Daydreaming’ was in the middle of an important meeting. But he made his way out, bringing his uncalled shame to draw questions from the presenter.

Ah, this won’t do. He told himself one afternoon after having some coffee. He thought of so many ways just to exhaust his mind and not be able to think of her. But Amanda sure used some kind of hex on her. She’s all that he could think of at the moment that it ruined his everyday algorithm.

The next morning, he received a kraft envelope from Alan. His assistant informed him that it came from one of the trusted men of his grandfather, Don Kennedy. Curioused, he opened the envelope immediately and was stupefied of its contents.

In a detailed report, Keith read the whole document and it came to his knowledge that he misjudged his wife. That all the pictures sent to him were all edited, skilfully edited. Together with the documents were the proof of his wife’s innocence. Crestfallen, Keith felt a deep regret at how unfair he’d become to his wife.

Now, his grandfather might think he's a total fool once again, relying on false information and executing unjust treatment to the victim without prior due process.

It changes everything the way he sees it now. That what he experiences was all because of him being incapable of assessing the situation thoroughly. And that he let his emotions clouded his judgment.

Amanda still hadn’t come around with all the efforts he exerted for the next few days. He totally shunned him after a few attempts, she also had changed her number. Alma had been unreachable as well.

Keith could resort to force, could make use of the money he had to get what he wanted. However, he was thinking about Amanda. She’ll probably won’t forgive him even for the second time.

Troubled, that evening he went to the nearest bar to unwind. Maybe he needed the help of alcohol. He’d never been around the bars lately. Since Sarah came back to his life, she was all he could think of that it excites him to go to their home.

Ah, Sarah. Keith was savoring his scotch on the rock as her image popped out of his mind. His beautiful Sarah. She’d been patient, waiting for him at their new home at one of his properties in the city. Having Sarah around had been full of color, the nights had been special ever since.

He ruffled his hair, confused. He hadn’t said a thing to her about the clause of the contract. Keith knew that if Sarah learned about it, she would leave him for good. There’s no woman who’ll settle as an option. And he wouldn’t want her to feel it that way either.

~*~

Sarah was staring at her own reflection on the mirror. She’s wearing her newly purchased lingerie in this famous store using the card that Keith gave to her the other day. She thought that the man needed good-old sex in the comfort of their bedroom. She was not that dense. She could feel that Keith was slowly drifting away in some sense.

It’s a black lace deep-V bodysuit with beautiful unlined lace and trendy strappy details that perfectly show off her to-die-for body. Her bum was on the sight with that piece of g-string attached to it.

Sarah felt sexy as always. And she knew fairly that Keith loved to romanticize her body on all corners of that apartment. Yes, they’re living in a high-end apartment near the city.

She asked him before why they can’t take the old mansion. Keith plainly said that his grandfather won’t allow it. It was the old man’s gift to Keith and Amanda when they were newlyweds. And as much as she wanted to, she can’t push the topic and just wait for Keith to already put a ring on her finger so she could be officially Mrs. Harris.

Eventually, all his possessions will be hers as well. It wouldn’t hurt to wait until that time comes. As long as he can provide her for everything, she just has to be a good host in and out of their bed.

She’s fixing her hair when she heard the familiar sound of the car that parked in the garage. Immediately, Sarah fixed herself, making her more seductive to his eyes before she covered her frame with a robe. She already drinks her pills beforehand. She couldn’t risk getting pregnant at times like this even if Keith wanted it so badly. He wasn’t using any protection from the beginning. And she didn’t want him either. No rubber was still the best feeling for her.

Sarah meets Keith halfway in the living room. She greeted him, kissed him fully in the mouth. She lingered on the bitter taste of alcohol, coaxed him to deepen the kiss. However, Keith stopped her, holding both her arms as he pushed her away.

“I’m tired, Sarah,” his blue eyes bored her.

Her forehead creased. Keith would never deny sex with her. He just can’t. “Why? What happened?”

Keith shocked his head. “There’s nothing for you to worry about. Some problem arises inside the office.”

But a part of her was not convinced of his words. She can see through him. He’s hiding something important to her. And she could just make him say it in the way she knew best.

Men are always men. Either in business or pleasure, they can be easily tempted. And no matter how they resist, she could easily find a way to revive the lost appetite. The night was still young, and Sarah could think of so many ways on how to please a man.

Sarah locked her arms around his neck and kissed him again fully on the mouth. She felt Keith resisted, his hands on her shoulders. He’s about to push her again when she pulled away.

“No matter what your problem is, I can erase it,” she liked the side of his mouth, provoking him in the most sensual way possible as her hand crept its way to his crotch. “Just let me do the act, Keith.”

“I’m really tired—”

“I can really be persuasive, you know that,” then her tongue went inside his mouth to taste him again while stroking him from below. “You can’t easily drive me away—”

“I know…I know it, Sarah,” and he carried her bridal style and brought her to their room.

Keith had always been passionate about her, paying homage to every nook and cranny of her body. She loved the way his mouth branded her skin, his tongue trailed the sensitive spots no man after her had aroused before. That tongue was as sinful as his mouth, but the devil was yet to come.

Sex with Keith had always been overwhelming. He’s always drawing her to heights in every orgasm she takes.

True to her words, she takes the initiative and controls the pace. Keith was lying on the bed, gritting his teeth as she let his engorged maleness pale her from the inside. She took him all, licked the bottom of her lip as she grind her arse to the rhythm both they enjoyed the most.

She fastened the pace, the sound of their skin slapping and their harsh breath was all she could hear. Keith met her with full thrust until he came inside of her. His shaft was shooting loads of semen inside her that it felt delicious.

Sarah was about to begin again, starting to grind her hips for another round when she heard Keith mutter a name. She was expecting it to be hers. But she was disappointed to hear his ex-wife’s name.