After the incident, the two adults avoided each other as much as possible. A couple of days passed by without crossing paths with each other. Celine only stepped out of her room to prepare a meal for them. However, she never cared to eat together with Maxwell. She simply made the meal and returned to her room with her own portion. But then, no matter what she cooked, it remained the way she left it. Maxwell never touched the food she prepared. It felt like hell. She had grown feelings for his husband's brother. She went to the extent of throwing herself at him and got rejected. Her pride as a woman was totally bruised. On the other hand, there's Maxwell who has only been sneaking in and out of the house. He could not stay without eating. And at the same time, he would not just go to Celine's pot of food. Never! Not after what he did to her. Celine was in the kitchen early in the morning when the bells rang. A visitor at that time? "I'm coming!" She said loudly and headed for the do
As shocking as the reality was, it seemed so untrue. It was clear that Brittany was the one in the picture. It was the city lounge where she had visited and invited Richard to come to. Maxwell wouldn't be surprised. He met with her a couple of times in that exact location, but had it not been for Celine's sharp vision, he would not have spotted the ring on his finger. That was the couple's wedding ring. Maxwell was the one who went to get that ring to propose to who he wanted to marry. Maxwell and Celine had no other option than to make each other happy. The days spent together only got them closer and closer. Celine found a peace in Maxwell that her husband Richard couldn't bring to the table. Maxwell on the other hand enjoyed every moment, but both had their fears. They feared the moments they shared would be cut short soon. ...Celine stepped out of the house dressed in a gorgeous red gown that brought out her curves and endowment as a beauty queen.
A black SUV limousine steered through the security protocols of Donald's luxurious premises. The eyes of Lucy were glued to the glasses as she absorbed the wonder of the place. "Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed as she turned to her best friend, Jennifer. Jennifer chuckled. "Come on, girl. You should get a hold of yourself. Have some class." Lucy scoffed at her. "Some class you say? You see this whole stuff, right? That's what you call class. Damn it! Your man is the real deal!" Jennifer smiled knowingly. Her boyfriend, Richie Donald, was well made. In fact, one could say that his surname, Richie, had a way of bringing riches to his path. "Take a chill pill, girl," Jennifer replied. "And compose yourself. It's not like you've not seen my man before." "I have seen him, not his house. Your man has a place like this and you have never thought of bringing me here." The SUV limousine drove into a garage and came to a stop. The driver quickly hopped out and opened the door for Jennifer
"Someone is still here." She announced and moved her gaze away before they could turn their attention to her.Thirty minutes later, the three were seated in a roundtable by the swimming pool of Donald's residence. Lucy could not still get her eyes off the luxurious status her best friend's boyfriend exhumed. "Uhm.. do you drink?" Donald asked Lucy. He already knew that his girlfriend didn't drink. So, there was no need asking. Lucy nodded with a sheepish smile all over her face. "I do.. I do," she said. Jennifer eyed her suspiciously. "She doesn't!" It was strange to her. Knowing her friend well enough, she knew Lucy didn't drink. But her response to Donald's question was so out-of-the-blue that she found herself wondering if there was something not sitting right with Lucy. Donald chuckled. "But she just said she does," he replied. "Lucy does not drink!" Jennifer protested. "I know my friend well enough." Lucy giggled. "You aren't me, are you? Come on, Jennifer. I'm an adult. I
Donald was distracted. With Lucy's leg moving all over him beneath the table, he could barely think straight. He wanted to tell her to stop but for some odd reasons, he wanted it to last a bit longer. Jennifer, his girlfriend, was undoubtedly beautiful and gorgeous. However, he felt she was modest to a fault. Dating someone who was inclined to her work-life before computers, always punching digits, was a gradual turn off. Jennifer had the simplicity of a corporate girl. But Lucy, on the other hand, had the dirty mind any man would crave at some points. Donald, knocked her leg off him with his hand, causing the table to shake slightly. Jennifer eyed him. "Sweetheart, is there a problem?" "No," Donald replied almost at the same time. "Why…do you ask?" Jennifer smiled, trying not to speak randomly. "You seem not to be relaxed. Is something bothering you?" Lucy chuckled and cut in. "He is probably thinking of having sex right now." Jennifer blushed at the statement. "Geez, Lucy," sh
Donald was struck by the sight before him. He wanted to yell at her but there was a lump suddenly stuck in his throat. What was Lucy doing in his room? It was even odd to think Lucy was able to find her way to his room. The house was big, really big. How the hell was she then able to figure out which of the rooms was his?"What…are you doing..here?" Donald asked. Lucy grinned broadly and took slow but enchanting steps towards him. "What does it feel.like I'm doing here?" Donald shut his eyes and opened it. He was trying hard to push away the thought of Lucy sexually. He suddenly started to notice the thighs. He didn't want that. He had someone dear to him. That was Lucy's best friend. Even if he would cheat, it just didn't have to be with her best friend. "You know what you are doing, don't you?" He asked her as he flicked his eyes open. " How did you find your way to this place?"Lucy chuckled. "Which of the questions should I answer
Jennifer sat in front of her boyfriend's Mercedes Benz with the traces of concern and worry boldly unscripted on her face. Her eyes were almost tightly glued on the glass. She only wanted to see one person. That was Lucy. Donald glanced at her from time to time. How was he supposed to let her know that there was no reason for her to be worried? Jennifer somehow believed the cheap lie Donald had told her earlier on. According to the man she loved, Lucy had somehow walked off in her drunken state without knowing. "Babe, I already told you to relax your nerves," Donald said to her in a slightly tense tone. He was going crazy by the way Jennifer was acting. Jennifer turned to him. Her eyes were almost watery. It was obvious she loved her best friend so dearly. Little did she know the love was not mutual in any way. "Are you being serious right now?" She asked. "Are you asking me to not worry about my best friend? Do you know what she means to me?"
Oh my goodness," Lucy said. "I thought I would never make it out of here. "Please, help me out." She stretched her hand for him to grab. But Donald was not in the mood for any of this. He had just followed an untrustworthy friend of Jennifer to play games behind her back. He loved Jennifer. They loved each other a whole lot. And the time had come when he started to consider putting a ring on her finger to seal her officially as his. As a matter of fact, he had intended to propose to her tonight. But with the sudden turn of events, it was difficult to go on with the plans. He reluctantly grabbed her hand and helped her out. "You know," she said, "you could have simply let me remain in your house." Donald was infuriated by her words. He pushed her against the car with a fiery glare in his eyes. "Ugh!" Lucy let out a faked moan. Donald let go immediately and stroked his hair in frustration. "What has gotten into you?!" Lucy grinned. "Is this how you handle my friend in bed? I like
Meanwhile, Vicky, on the other hand, was feeling frustrated. Not because she had not gotten what she wanted—of course she always wanted Mike, and now she had him. What else could she possibly want except one thing? To give him a child. Yes, she always said that she would be able to easily give Mike a child. But now that she's in the same situation as Jennifer, it seems as though she could not even do what Jennifer could do. Despite always getting intimate with Mike, she was unable to bring a child for him at all. Instead, it was after a long time that she got pregnant. She was surprised because during those weeks, two weeks or more, she was not in any intimate session with Mike, but she got pregnant. That was when she realized the pregnancy was definitely not for Mike and was for her boyfriend, Ronald. She went to see the doctor to confirm, and he told her the pregnancy was just a few days old, which clearly meant it belonged to Ronald. She felt so frustrated and thought she sho
“Why are you shouting at me? Don’t you remember what happened?” she shouted back, but Mike couldn’t recall anything, his mind blank from the alcohol. “You planned this, didn’t you?” he accused, hoping it was all a dream. “How could I plan this? Did I take you to the bar to get drunk?” she replied, feigning anger while secretly enjoying the situation. Mike realized that while being drunk was his fault, he couldn’t entirely blame Vicky. He stood silently, looking at her before speaking. “You won’t tell anyone about this. Jennifer must not find out. I made a mistake, and it won't happen again. Do you understand?” he said. Vicky, knowing that once Mike had been intimate with her, he would want more, just nodded. “Why would I tell Jennifer? I want the best for your marriage. This was your mistake, and I warned you about it. But here you are, finally making that huge mistake,” she said, grabbing the bedsheet and leaving the room. Mike sat on the bed, frustrated and confused about
“I am not running away from you. Get that into your head. I’m just going out, okay? You can stay and do whatever you want. I don’t plan on getting involved with you again. I made a huge mistake getting involved with you, and I won’t go back on it. Instead, I’ll avoid it as much as possible,” Mike said to Vicky. Deep down, he wanted to give in to his lust and pursue her, but he knew that would lead to complications. He believed that if he indulged, Vicky would begin to threaten him. What Mike thought wasn’t how Vicky felt. She was madly in love with him and believed he was all she needed. Vicky knew that if she pressured him, she would lose him again. Watching Mike step out of his room earlier, she noticed his conflicted feelings. She recognized it as lust and planned to use it to her advantage. She nodded slowly, allowing Mike to pass. As he walked away, she bit her lip, determined to win him over. She couldn’t believe someone like Jennifer had him and didn’t appreciate him enough t
When Vicky looked at him, he walked away almost immediately. But Jennifer, who seemed so happy to see Vicky back, helped Vicky with her luggage. She opened the door back to Vicky's room, only for Vicky to see that everything was still intact and Jennifer had not changed anything. She looked at Jennifer with a teary face as Jennifer hugged her once again. “Of course you don't think that I would let my husband chase you away like that. I knew that you would come back. I just needed to persuade him. But for me to do that, you had to leave first. That is why I did not change anything in the room. I left it exactly the way it was because I wanted you. I wanted you back. And I don't want to stay with Mom because that's a lot of torture. I know the kind of person she can be sometimes, and for someone like you who is so open-minded, you two would just end up fighting each other all day long,” Jennifer said to Vicky. As Vicky was arranging all her things, she thought of a good plan. She
Even though Vicky had left just as Mike wanted, he couldn't help but see that Jennifer was not happy about it. She was most definitely not happy that her sister had left, and now Mike was happy. But she was missing Vicky, and most especially since Jennifer did not have the heart to be cruel to anyone, she felt that she was being too wicked to her sister. She worried that her sister might continue to misjudge her for as long as possible, and that alone caused a lot of thinking for Jennifer. It had been two nights since Vicky left when Jennifer finally spoke to Mike about how she felt. Mike was in the sitting room scrolling through his phone when she sat beside him. He turned to her and noticed her sad expression as he dropped his phone and moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her. She choked back tears but did not smile. He looked at her and raised her chin so they would be staring into each other's eyes as he shook his head sideways. “You are not supposed to act this way. Wh
Meanwhile, Jennifer, who was unable to understand what was going on, refused to accept the fact that Mike would say such a thing about her sister. Even though Vicky was very rude and quite stubborn, she would never say her sister would want to ruin her marriage, no matter what. For that reason, she could never believe what Mike said. She shook her head sideways, stood up from the bed, and faced Mike as she placed her hand on his shoulder and lifted his chin with her right hand, looking deep into his eyes. “Trust me, Vicky would never want anything bad for me,” she said. “In short, Vicky cares about me, and she just wants the best for me. She always says it, and just so you know, she's the one putting in so much effort and so much of her time so that I can get pregnant for you and let our marriage flourish. So when you say that Vicky wants to do something like that, I am not going to believe it, no matter what you tell me. I could never believe something like that.” Jennifer contin
As Vicky watched Mike walk away, she couldn’t help but feel more determined. She could see it in the way he was a bit hesitant that he still wanted her and would want to be with her. “If he got the chance, I would definitely use this against him. I would come back another day. I would not just give up. Instead, this was like motivation for me to do better,” she said to herself and then left the apartment. Meanwhile, Mike was inside his room feeling frustrated about himself. He couldn’t even take a rest or even take a quick nap because he was so frustrated. He could not understand why he even had the thought of thinking or even cheating on Jennifer with Vicky. Vicky looked like somebody who didn’t even know what she wanted. Mike decided to take a quick rest. But a few minutes after he had tried all his best to sleep, Jennifer walked into the room looking all exhausted. As she rushed towards him with her hands wide open, Mike also stood up as they hugged
Vicky wasted no time in getting closer to Mike as her shoulders bumped with his. He looked at her from head to toe, and that was when Mike also realized that she was dressed very skimpily. Even the way she sat down felt like she was opening her body totally to him. Mike tried his best just to look away because he did not want to get involved with Vicky in any way.“Don’t try to act slutty. I didn’t expect you to be slutty in any way. Why are you trying to touch me this way? Jennifer was not here. You can go back to your room now,” Mike said to Vicky, who shook her head sideways.“You can’t tell me to leave. I know you want me. I know you need me here. It was obvious I could see it in you. So stop trying to push me away because at the end of the day, you need me even more,” Vicky said to Mike, even though she doubted that Mike might actually fall for it.Meanwhile, Mike contemplated that he really did need someone, and Jennifer seemed to be busy these few days, and he wanted a child in
Vicky arrived at her sister's house and knocked on the door only to be stunned to see that it was Mike who answered the door.He looked at her with an expressionless face and just walked in. She followed behind him and squealed in happiness as she felt so much joy at the fact that she would be alone with Mike. She quickly covered up her excitement with a frown on her face as she looked around like she was still searching for Jennifer.Mike sat on the chair and crossed his leg, and then his attention went back to Vicky who was still standing and trying to act all polite. "Where is Jennifer?" she had said with a quiet tone as Mike rolled his eyes at her."Are you really looking for Jennifer? Because she left and I'm more than sure she would have told you about it that she's going somewhere," Mike had said and went back to scrolling through his phone.Jennifer did not know how to come up with her plan but she knew that today was going to be her chance to get Mike to like her. "This was a