All Chapters of LOVE AND VENGEANCE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The bathroom door creaked open and Raymond stepped out. “Elizabeth?”I looked up at him, breathing nervously. Fortunately,I successfully convinced Damien to wait outside.He stepped out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. “Was somebody in here? I heard a man's voice”“Yes, one of the hotel workers came in here with food thinking they ordered some from here,” I lied. Raymond nodded, digging his fingers into his damp hair, he pulled it away from his face and climbed into the bed. I moved further Into the bed, avoiding his touch. “You are wet, you should dry up first”“I will,” he said, placing his hand on my thigh.“I have to go now* I said, pulling his hand away. He looked at me in surprise. “Elizabeth? I thought we were..”“ I got a really important call from work” I rushed to the door, pulling it open. “I will call you” “Wait” I stopped turning to face him.. “Yes?”He walked towards me, his gaze searching mine. “Is something wrong?”I shook my head. “No

I was always jealous whenever Elizabeth interacted with anybody with the XY chromosome. But never have I seen her jealous, until now. Her ragged breaths, her arched eyebrows, her cheeks turned red. I like Jealous Elizabeth. “Get away from him!” She snapped, placing a resounding slap across Paige's face. Paige pulled away from me, her eyes wide in shock, her hand placed on her face.Elizabeth positioned herself in front of me, like a mama bird protecting her chicks. “ I can take anything shit from you, but Damien? He is off limits, if I see you anywhere near him, I will chew your face off!” She growled. Paige gazed at me in shock.“Get out!” Elizabeth snapped. Immediately, Paige moved away from him, hastily making her way out of the building. “Elizabeth” a smile formed on my face. She turned to look at me, her face as red as a tomato. Oh shit, she was still mad at me. “Don't speak to me, home now!” she said, turning to leave.I knew better than to make her angrier, I said no

~~Vanessa~~I changed into a comfortable outfit, wrapping my hair up in a tight bun. Damien’s absence took a toll on me, so I decided to make myself busy. I hadn't cooked in a while so I decided to make something. “Ma’am, do you need something?” The chef asked, rushing in after me. I turned to look at him, “Oh no it's okay, I want to make something”“I can do that,” he said, stepping forward. I gazed at him signing deeply. I knew he wouldn't leave. “Alright,” I agreed.A few minutes later I caught a figure leaning against the door. I turned to see who it was my heart jumping out of my chest as I saw Harry.He smirked. “I have never seen you cook”“yeah, I'm making apple pie” I responded. “Do you need any help with that?”“No “ I answered immediately, as I sliced apples. “It's okay” “Everybody get out,” he commanded, his gaze scouring across the three households in the kitchen. “Woah,” I said putting the down the knife in my hand. “I need them”“It's okay, I can help.” he rolled

I could sense that Raymond was drunk. It was now or never. His face was buried in my chest, placing soft kisses upon it. “Raymond, Can I ask you a question?”“Hmm,” he moaned. “How did you get your company? I heard it belonged to your former lover” I squeezed his shoulders as he unhooked my bra, digging my breasts into his lips. I pulled myself away from him. “I asked you a question, answer and I'm all yours”“I took it from her” he squeezed my breasts. “Anything else?” My heart raced. If only I could get him to say more. “Took?”He nodded. “Yes, I forged her signature and took over her company”It all seemed too good to be true. “And she let you do all this?” I pressed. “She was in a coma, there was nothing she could do,” he said, pulling me back in for a kiss. I pulled my face away. I just needed to make him confess that he tried to take my life, just that and I can lock him up. “One last question”He gasped. “Elizabeth, no more” he pulled me in, pressing his lips against m

This was it, Damien was marrying her. I sat in the front row of the groom's side, my legs crossed as I awaited the ceremony to begin. Damien stood before the wedding beside the priest on the aisle occasionally shooting me proud looks. He seemed to like my dress, it was a fitted red dress that revealed my curves and A slit that ran up my thighs. Instead of my usual bun, My hair was let down, falling perfectly upon my shoulders. I could feel the guests stealing glances at me and murmuring. I didn't need to hear them to hear what they were talking about: a shameless woman sitting proudly at the front while her husband married another woman. Suddenly, the bridal march began to play, and the murmurs stopped. Damien looked at me. “I love you” he mouthed. I looked down trying to hide my smile. How foolish in love I was. Soon Melisa approached the aisle, accompanied by a man who I assumed to be her father. She had on a beautiful white dress so long that it swept the floor as she walke