Semua Bab Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now!: Bab 121 - Bab 130

FreyaMy favorite song was on repeat while I sang along and pretended the steering wheel was my drum. I was in such a good mood, the mood has registered with me ever since I put Sonia in her place at the dinner last night. And then the huge deal with Adrian made it so worthwhile. I just couldn’t get over the feeling, it was so exciting. I could barely wait till I got home to share the news with Victor. The moment the car pulled in front of the house, I made straight for the front door, ran upstairs and immediately called Victor. He listened patiently while I narrated with much excitement. When I finally finished, he revealed how proud he was of me and I couldn’t stop blushing. He was even prouder about the Sonia part. Though, he wished I had shamed her even more, but he was still impressed with the little I did. He had hinted at how he would have wickedly embarrassed her so much that she wouldn’t show her face in front of a man for months. When he said that, I laughed so much till my

FreyaI stepped out of the office, stretching my arms after a long and productive day. The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the street. I couldn’t believe how smoothly the brunch with Adrian had gone. I came back to the office once I left the restaurant and had been working since then. My radar was so high because of the turn of events with Adrian, and I didn’t even know when the day went by so fast.Finally calling it a day now, I felt a sense of accomplishment, but also a weight of fatigue settling in. As I walked towards the parking lot, my eyes widened in surprise. Leaning casually against his sleek black car was Victor, looking effortlessly handsome in a tailored suit. My heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, I rushed toward him and wrapped my arms around his torso. His warmth and familiar scent instantly soothed me.“Victor! What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice a mix of excitement and curiosity.He smiled, his eyes twinkling with affection. “I knew you’d be e

Sonia I woke up feeling drained, as though I had spent the entire night running marathons in my sleep. My limbs felt heavy, my head pounded slightly, and my body ached as if I had fought a battle in my dreams. A groggy sigh escaped my lips as I turned over, forcing my tired eyes to adjust to the dim morning light creeping through the curtains. I was so out of touch, and all blank. I needed to go back to sleep. Maybe, it would be relaxing this time and I wouldn’t have to deal with tiredness so early in the morning. Just as I was about to close my eyes again, my phone vibrated on the nightstand, its sudden buzz sending a jolt through my sluggish mind.I frowned and reached for it, squinting at the screen. It was a message from an unknown number.“The car will be there in an hour.”My heart skipped a beat as last night’s conversation with Jeff came rushing back. He had called, told me he wanted to meet, and promised to send a car for me. But why was he texting from a different number?

Sonia“Get out.” The voice pierced through my haze, low and firm, while I blinked slowly, my head pounding, my throat dry as sandpaper.I turned my head, my vision still blurry from whatever had knocked me out. I was in a car, the interior dim, the windows tinted so dark that I couldn’t see outside. The masked driver, sitting still as a statue, repeated himself.“Get out.” He repeated while I struggled to sit upright, my body heavy as if weighed down by lead. My fingers clutched the seat as I took a deep breath, trying to process where I was. My mind was sluggish, memories fogged over. The last thing I remembered… was Jeff.My stomach twisted violently as I remembered his hands around my throat, the look in his eyes… cold, filled with pure betrayal and rage. I thought he was going to kill me. I was sure he would. But then... I was still alive. How?“Where am I?” I croaked, my voice barely above a whisper.Silence. No response. The driver didn’t even flinch.Realizing I wouldn’t get an

Freya I couldn’t stop smiling as I put the finishing touches on the meal. The aroma of the dishes filled the kitchen, a perfect blend of spices and flavors I had carefully curated just for tonight. Victor was finally coming home, and I wanted everything to be perfect. I glanced at my phone on the counter, my heart skipping a beat as I thought about him. He was on his way.A rush of excitement coursed through me as I wiped my hands on a towel and rushed inside to get dressed. But first, I had to call him… I needed to hear his voice.I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. The call barely rang twice before his deep, familiar voice came through.“Hey, baby,” Victor greeted, and I could hear the smile in his voice.“Hey love,” I replied, giggling. “Guess what?”“You know I suck at guessing.”“Come on, just one try.”He chuckled. “You made my favorite meal?”“How did you know??” I exclaimed while he laughed. “I know you well enough, babe.” He chimed in.“Well, of course, you’re right,