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Feeling drained from the dayâs work, Lisa dropped herself onto the couch in the living room for a quick nap. She has left work 2 hours early to arrange a candlelit dinner to celebrate today being 6 months of her marriage. She was awakened by the sound of the door being opened a few minutes later. She immediately sat up upon smelling the familiar scent of her husbandâs cologne infiltrating the air. She stood up and straightened her blue-fitted, peplum, knee-length dress and happily walked over to welcome him. âHow was your day?â She inquired with a smiling face. Yet Trey ignored her and walked past her, taking his seat on the couch. Lisa disregarded his demeanor and the pang of pain in her chest, a pain sheâd now become accustomed to. She smiled to lighten up her mood and walked to the living room, stopping right in front of him. âAre you alright...?â She trailed off when he handed her a brown envelope and then said, âSign it.â His voice was deadly; it sent a chill down her spine.
Valerie took everything she cherished away from her since when they were little, but not this time, not her man; no, she wonât give up without a fight. She ignored the warning bells in her head and the obvious red flags that waved at her, then slapped her cousin and said in her teary voice, âI wonât let you take Trey away from me! Heâs mine; you took everything away from me; I wonât let you take him too; he loves me.â Valerie feigned hurt by holding on to her slapped cheek and saying courteously. "Lisa, why are you doing this to me? All I ever did was love you, but why do you want to take everything I love away from me? You know, Trey and I have been in love since we were little. Why are you acting like Iâm the one who hurt you when you are the one who has been hurting me?â Valerie choked out, tears running down her cheeks. Lisa opened her mouth to retort when she was pushed aside, causing her to fall. âI told you not to fucking touch her, but you dared me. I donât love you, Lisa
Lisa silently turned to walk away but stopped when her name was called. âLisaâŠ?â Nathan called. She stopped, sighed, and turned around with an awkward smile. "Nathan, hey,â she greeted with a wave of her hand. âWere you leaving just now? I mean, are you trying to sneak off?â Nathan asked. "Yes, I was...â she replied truthfully. âDidnât you see us?â He asked, gesturing more at Trey, making Lisa frown. âIf I had known it was you guys earlier, I wouldnât have approached.â Lisa sneered. The moment she said that, Trey turned to look at her; his gaze was dark and icy, and it immediately sent a shiver down her spine. She shuddered. Nathan frowned in confusion. He turned to Trey for clarification but then noticed Treyâs demeanor towards Lisa. He then realized there must be some misunderstanding between them, so he decided to help resolve whatever dispute there was between them. âSit with us, Lisa?â He asked. However, Lisa shook her head, smiled, then said. âThanks, Nathan, but th
On Treyâs twentieth birthday. His family hosted a banquet to celebrate him. However, Trey felt such an occasion was of little importance and decided not to go. Because all he ever accomplishes on occasions like that is going around from one business partner to the other toasting and drinking, the only reason he doesnât end up drunk by the close of such events is because of how he trained himself to have alcohol tolerance. However, when he arrived at the banquet an hour later, he was delighted he did. Standing amidst the guests was the face that had been occupying his thoughts for the past 6 years. Valerie Lynn, his childhood sweetheart. She stood there, looking stunning as ever in a strapless evening gown, as her brunette hair fell down her back, complementing her blue eyes. Trey met Valerie when he and his parents were living in Country B before he came back to Country A. Valerie was six years old back then; he wanted to be friends with her when he saw her being bullied by her
- The next morning - The old mansion: Trey finished his breakfast and left for work. On the way to the office, his cell phone started ringing; he checked the caller ID to see Valerieâs name, and a tender smile graced his lips. âValerie, what's wrong?â He asked. âIâve missed you; I want to see you,â Valerie said in her sweet, gentle voice. Trey smiled and told her heâd come and pick her up in half an hour. He asked his driver to change routes to Valerieâs apartment. After ending the call, he called his private secretary and canceled all his appointments till the afternoon and asked her to book a suite at the LEISUREQ hotel and send him the details. 30 minutes later, his car was parked inside the parking lot of Valerieâs apartment. In a few minutes, she came walking out of the elevator. Treyâs bodyguard opened the car for her. âThank you,â Valerie said, entering the car. Trey scowled angrily. âWhat happened?â Valerie asked, noticing Treyâs expression. "Nothing,â he answered
-/Country B/- Three weeks later. After standing on her feet for the last 6 hours operating on a patient with a brain tumor, Lisa walked out of the operating room, feeling exhausted and famished. She disposed of her blood-stained gloves and mask into the red infectious bin, then turned to leave. âYou were amazing in there, Dr. Lynn; the surgery was successful.â Susan, her assistant nurse, said coming out of the operating room. "Thanks; you were a good help. But I donât consider a surgery successful till my patient wakes up.â Lisa said with a smile. âThank you, Dr. Lynn,â Susan said. âYouâre welcome; call me Lisa; Dr. Lynn makes me feel older; Iâm only 21,â Lisa said. âI will, Lisa." Susan said, and they both laughed. âOur shift ended 2 hours ago, so I will leave first; see you tomorrow,â Susan added with a wave as she walked away. Lisa waved back with âSure.â Lisa walked to her private office and showered. When coming out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt dizzy. She suppor
Lisa decided to leave work early to go home and check on her patient, who still hasnât regained consciousness. She said goodbye to nurse Susan and went down to the lobby to sign out. After signing out, she went to the parking lot for her car and left the hospital. When she arrived at her apartmentâs underground parking lot, she noticed 4 black Alligator SUVs. She felt there was something suspicious and strange about it; nonetheless, she put it at the back of her mind and walked towards the lobby. âGood afternoon,â Lisa greeted the elevator attendant the moment she entered the elevator. âGood afternoon, Miss Lynn,â he responded as he pressed the floor number. The elevator closed and started to ascend. As the elevator ascended, Lisa noticed the elevator attendant kept stealing glances at her as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant about it. However, since he was not able to tell her whatever it was, she wouldnât inquire about it. When the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, s
-/Country A/- Golden Heights Corporation Meanwhile, in an office on the hundredth floor of Golden Heights Corporation, Trey Collins stares blankly at the vast ocean view through the glass wall of his enormous office. With a fierce look on his face, if thereâs one thing that riled him, itâs when things donât go his way. He turns around to face his three highly skilled, efficient detectives, who were able to retrieve a needle when dropped into the vast sea but were standing in front of him, repeating the same bullshit. Baam!! The three men gazed up nervously, then hastily retracted their gazes down, feeling weak in the leg at the sound of a hand slammed on the desk in front of them. âIt's been 3 weeks, 3 fucking weeks, and youâre fucking telling me you havenât found her? Why the hell do I pay you when you canât even find a single womanâs whereabouts!? Huh!!â Trey asked sternly, his expression darkening into a venomous glare. âYou have a week to find out wherever sheâs hiding, or
Luis' brown eyes darkened the moment they fixed on the flimsy red lacy panties Michelle was wearing. His body tightened with desire. She's wearing it for a man but not for him. âNo! Luis, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you! Don't do thisâŠ!â Michelle cried, struggling to break free, but Luis firmly held her down, with her hands on her back. She felt a tug, and she didn't need to be told her panties had been ripped off. Tears fell down Michelle's face as she stopped struggling. There was no point in struggling when Luis was intent on having his way. Luis was buckling his belt but stopped when Michelle stopped struggling. Conflicting thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to understand why Michelle stopped fighting him. But as usual, all his thoughts were condemning. One with Michelle thinking less of him. âAhh!â Michelle cried when Luis thrust two fingers into her without warning. More tears fell down Michelle's face, but this time, it wasn't sad tears. It was someth
âStop, please stop!â The moment Michelle spoke those words, combined with the obvious trembling of her body, all of Luis' rationality disappeared. âMichelle didn't want him to touch her. Did she feel disgusted by his touch?â Luis' thoughts raced. âHow? Why? What wrong did he do to her to receive such cold treatment from her? Since he was little, he witnessed his parents' love and affection towards each other, and every time, there was only one face, one girl with captivating big green eyes that he pictured that life with, Michelle. But she never felt the same! Such a ruthless woman! Didn't she have a heart?!â âWhat? You don't want me to touch you?! Is it because of your dear husband? Is he better than me?!â Luis growled as he angrily spun Michelle around so she was facing him. She looked at his face with tears in her innocent eyes, a dumbfounded expression on her face as if he had just accused her of the unthinkable. 'Who is she trying to deceive with that look? Him?' Luis smir
Two pairs of piercing eyes stared back at each other; the man's eyes were fierce and dark, while the woman's were moist and reddened. Their stares were so intense, as if they were under a spell and neither of them could look away, as if being pulled in by a powerful magnetic force. Just then, the man's eyebrows curved, and that snapped the woman back to her senses. Like a deer being chased by a leopard, Michelle turned and ran away at an abnormal speed. âMichelleâŠ?â Luis breathed, "Michelle changed her hair color?â he muttered with a dumbfounded expression on his face. Realizing he was letting Michelle get away, Luis cursed throatily as he got to his feet and chased after her. âFuck, I have to find her!â Feeling flustered, Michelle, who was desperate to get away from Luis, ran to the restroom to hide; however, in her desperation, she ran into the men's room unaware. Luis saw her enter the male washroom and frowned as he began to walk over. âBoss? What happened?â Luis' personal b
âAre you better now? There's somewhere I need to be right this instance; get out,â Octavio said flatly. Clara, shocked by Octavio's words, gasped as she turned to look at his face with a disbelief expression. What hurt her most was how Octavio stared back at her with an expressionless face. Clara's heart shook violently from the pain, and she abruptly got up as if being chased by a group of thugs. She reached for the door with a shaky hand, but it was locked, yet she didn't ask Octavio to open it for her. There was a click, and she tried again; the door opened, and she hurriedly got out, tightly holding his suit around her body protectively. However, Clara's legs gave out under her the moment she stepped out of the car. She was about to fall when two strong hands caught her steady. She looked up and was met with Marco's bloodshot eyes, and more tears began to fall down her face. âMarco, please help me out ofâŠâ Clara didn't finish speaking when Marco carried her in his arms. She bu
After the topic regarding the necklace, Octavio took Clara to a 5-star restaurant, and they ate. During the meal, he kept looking at Clara every now and then, making her feel giddy with all sorts of emotions.Clara could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, making her smile shyly as she sneaked glances at Octavio's handsome face.âIs my princess shy?â Octavio asked with a hint of playfulness in his voice. Clara, who was caught, immediately denied shaking her head eagerly, her already tinted cheeks turning more crimson.âNo!â Clara stated firmly.âReally, then why do you keep avoiding my gaze?â Octavio asserted.âNo, I didn'tâŠ!â Clara exclaimed, and due to her nervousness, her voice came out slightly raised.âHey, princess,â Octavio said, placing a hand on Clara hand on top of the table and squeezing it gently as he muttered in a soothing manner,âCalm down; I understand it if you're uncomfortable. I wait till you're ready to take that step forward. I love you, princess, and
The meeting went on with an intense atmosphere that a knife could slice through as shivers trickled down the spine of everyone seated in the conference room; beads of cold sweat formed on their foreheads as they watched the silent but loud glaring battle that seemed to be ongoing between Luis and Alan, the two greek god-like men in the room, each time their fierce gaze met. ~~~ The meeting ended successfully, and the partnership was formed. The two men had no option but to sign the partnership, as each of their fathers had formed this alliance years ago, but it had always been verbal, and now they had signed it. As Luis watched Alan and his staff walk away, he felt the strong urge to kill; he wanted to vent out the rage he had been holding in since the three hours he laid his eyes on Alan. He wanted to go to the base and use some of the captives as punching bags, but he knew inwardly that wouldn't help, judging by the huge bump in his pants. The moment he saw Alan, all he could thi
~ One month later ~ Alan looked at the hesitant expression on Michelle's face and questioned with his eyes narrowed suspiciously, âMichelle? I would have believed you if you had just told me you didn't want to come to the meeting with me.â He realized her behavior had been strange since the previous day. âWhat? Alan, how can you say that?â Michelle said with a disbelief expression. However, after three years of living together, Alan could tell Michelle was hiding something. âMichelle?â he said in a firm voice. âOkay, fine, I didn't want to tell you this, but um, your birthday is in a month,â Michelle began as she thought of what to say. âSo⊠I had made some special arrangements with⊠Ann, Annalisa. Yes, I requested a custom-made suit. She wants me to come with your measurements today,â Michelle explained as she looked at Alan's face from the corner of her eye to see if he was buying her new excuse. âYou believe me, right?â she asked, because she herself wasn't sure what she was
Michelle still reported to work even after Alan asked her not to. It was lunchtime, and Mitchell was asleep, so she decided to go and get lunch since she didn't eat breakfast. ~ Twenty minutes later, Michelle returned to her office. But her heart skipped a beat when she didn't find Mitchell in his bed. âMitchellâŠ?â She muttered in a panicked voice as she turned and headed out. Michelle searched all the small office cubicles on the floor and the studio where a photoshoot was ongoing, but she couldn't find him. Michelle started to panic when she realized she hadn't checked Alan's office. She knew Mitchell couldn't open Alan's office door on his own, but maybe he went there to look for Alan? She thought as she ran toward his office. The moment Michelle turned the corner to Alan's office, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw Mitchell on Alan's lap. She composed herself and approached the door and knocked. Alan and Mitchell turned their heads to the door at the sou
In a mansion located on the outskirts of town, the sound of a crying child filled the dining room, and a man dressed in a three-piece suit held the boy in his arms as he tried to calm the crying child. âMichelle?!â Alan called out. âIâm almost done!â Michelle cried from the kitchen. âHear that, champion? Your mummy is almost finished with your breakfastâŠâ Mitchell, at Alanâs voice, stopped crying, looking at Alanâs face, but continued to cry the moment Alan stopped talking. âHere, give him to me!â Michelle said, urgency lacing her voice as she placed the purĂ©e she had prepared on the table. She sat down and stretched out her hands to Alan. Alan handed Mitchell to her as she started feeding him. âSo are you bringing him to work?â Alan asked. âYesâŠ!â Michelle answered briefly. âBut you havenât done that before?â Alan raised a question at Michelle's answer. âI know, thatâs why heâs staying with you,â Michelle clarified, and Alan demanded, âMe?â âYes, you.â Alan, at Michelle's