All Chapters of The Seductress: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

We slowly took our hands off each other as Laura’s question still lingered, I thought deep for a response, nothing seem to come to mind the more I look into it.Why would we want to hold hands in the first place? that question can explain the look on Laura's face.I turned to Abigail to speak up since he was the one who spoke. He too was clueless like I was because nothing that I thought of could match the response, the worst part was that Abigail was still in the room.The only thing I could do was to just come clean with the entire situation to avoid things getting even more messy than it was already.“Actually, your son and I started off on a wrong foot. Our first meeting was at the airport where we bumped into each other. Abigail was just apologizing and we shook hands” I said confidently, there was no way she won’t believe it, because this was the truth.“Really? There was no way my son would have recognized you, so let me apologize in his place but Abigail just said that it wil

Vanessa’s POVI was finally trying to have my rest after a long and stressful evening. I came out of the shower with my bathrobe, taking out a fresh towel from the cabinet to dry my hair as I stared at the nightlife from the balcony, drinking champagne straight from the bottle.“They all seem happy” I said aloud followed by a long sigh, watching from the balcony as people moved freely and enjoyed themselves even though it was close to midnight.Dropping the unfinished bottle of wine on the credenza, dragged my entire body to the bed as I crawled my drunk self to the middle, stretched out both my arms and legs to the north/south, east/west respectively of the bed, while my body was stayed at the center, I stared up to the ceiling counting sheep before I got bored and closed my eyes to sleep.I drank not because I wanted to, the problem was that my nightmare will haunt me if I tried sleeping normally. I dread having to wake up each night like that. Two days ago was the same but when I h

Today which was Sunday, I thought I needed to pay my visit to someone who has been special to me. Since I had return all I did was focus on my revenge plan but I never once visited her to learn whether that was what she wanted.I know that I needed to find out what exactly caused the explosion that day, was it intentional or just a mere accident, there has to be something behind it because the case was closed too early and my body was never found.I don’t exactly have to point out people I believe might have been involved because they may not have actually done anything like that.Standing before my final resting place made me want to cry, this was were the house Carlos and I built our first home together, now it was a structure that held my memorial on. The whole building was gone with the flames and the ruins had been vanquished.At the memorial ground, names of the people who died in the fire were written on different stones, I read through each and everyone of them and had only my

I was quick to arrange everything back as it was, though not having much time to think about where I could hide or what to say if caught. I still did not know who had walked in but there was a ninety-nine percent chance it was Carlos.Looking at the room and also weighing the minutes before Carlos get to this table, I know my only option was to hide under the desk I was close to----- it may seem like today was desk day.For some reason I just wasn’t afraid. I held my breathe as I leaned closer under the desk after seeing the person’s shoes, my legs were bent and my head, slanted in a bad manner, it was an uncomfortable position to be in but I managed since getting caught was no longer an option.I watched Carlos footsteps as it was only his shoes I could see, his shoes were different from the ones he always wear when we got married, I guess he upgraded his wardrobe with my money.Then again, there is also the prenuptial agreement at his drawer, if he indeed signed that without me know

When the short hand of the clock touches eleven and the long hand was at the stroke of twelve, I packed my bag and got ready for the time Carlos will leave. I wasn’t doing anything peculiar before and even now.Carlos wasted no time coming out as he looked shocked to see that I was still at the office, I explained to him that I was just about to leave but forgot something…… him.Things weren’t going according to plan as I had wanted but it is fine which is why you should always have a back up. Whilst he went to pick up his car from the parking area, I waited at the front of the company trying to holler for a cab to pick me up, of which I was trying so hard.I stood out in the cold still waiting for his car to pass by and then he would offer me a ride and I would inexcusably accept, which he knows I have turned down several times that he offered.Today was different, it was too risky for me to go home by myself and my phone was broken beyond repairs for me to order for an Uber, apparen