Novel-novel oleh RedV SinSaint

Mijyne Event Hall.Roberto alighted from the vehicle and headed to the other side to open the door for his wife. Not that he was trying to be a sweet gentleman. No, he didn't even want to show his face at whatever event Miriam was going to.But... for the sake of his reputation and freedom, he had to.He was dressed in a beaded blue suit jacket, black pants and an equally black turtle-necked inner shirt. He helped his wife out of the car and gently shut the door behind her. She was wearing a beige-coloured sequinned gown that accentuated her curves and height. Miriam was indeed beautiful. A pity she had become a shrew and a blackmailing spouse.Whatever, he just wanted to get this function over with and retire to bed for good.He had decided. He would be sleeping in the guestroom tonight for some peace of mind.This place lived up to its fame. Just the parking lot spoke of grandness and riches. He could see several people, dressed elegantly, making their way over to the event hall.Re

He scowled, his brows tightening. Wh-what was she saying? What did she mean by those words?"If it weren't for you, how would he die?" Miriam continued, her confidence seemingly starting to soar.Roberto was honestly confused. How could she say such a thing?"You're trying to play mind games? That's not going to work on me," She scoffed. "This isn't a game. Roberto, mention one word about divorcing me again, and I'll help you tear down your image. You'll watch from behind bars as your treasured company hits its most-deserved nadir," Having let out this warning, she made a sharp pivot, heading towards the room's exit.Roberto, though flustered, didn't attempt to stop her. For all he knew, he was innocent. He would never kill anyone.Seeing that he wasn't frantically following her, Miriam stopped in her tracks but didn't turn back. "You do recall Myles, right?"Myles...."Myles Watson. He used to be your rival in love." Roberto remembered that man. Indeed, he had once felt the latter

"Get lost!" Miriam barked, feeling her ire increase at their presence. They weren't welcome here!"W-we saw nothing," Leona said, turning to take her leave."Sorry, ma'am. S-sorry sir," saying this with a slightly tremulous voice, the gatekeeper also made a sharp pivot and quickly followed after the ravenette."Miriam, you slapped me?!" Roberto asked, eyes widened, his tone a meld of rage and disbelief.His wife scoffed, arms folded over her chest, feet set in defiance. "I did. And so? What will you do?" she taunted."I don't hit women. But you're pushing me,""Do it if you dare," she dared him again, looking confident that he wouldn't. "See if I won't get you arrested for domestic violence."Without warning, he closed the distance between them and circled his right fingers around her throat, quickly lifting her off the ground, his eyes blazing with fury. "You bitch!"Miriam was both stunned and fleyed. She'd never expected he would do this to her. Her legs kicked about as she tried t

“I’m not going to sign that rubbish,” she spat, hitting the table once more, even harder this time.“You bitch!” Roberto was compelled to curse, his hands fisted by his sides. How dare she refuse after the lengths he’d taken to get the document ready? She was the one who fucking wanted a divorce, so convinced about it. No, she had to sign the papers and exit his home today.“Miriam, sign the papers and leave if you don’t want to get hurt.”“Get hurt?” she scoffed, a mocking laugh, “You should be more worried about yourself. You think you can survive without me?” she pointed conceitedly at herself as she asked this.“I was, before you returned to the country. And I was doing even better back then,” he shot back.“So you’re saying I’m not as good as your ex, huh? That classless Lily?”“Whatever you think. I don’t have time for your tantrums."Miriam’s face became uglier. She lunged at her husband, intending to hit him, but he grabbed her right hand, his face stern.“You want to hit me?”

Several minutes later…Roberto stepped out of the bathroom clad in a grey bathrobe, a small towel draped over his wet hair.He badly needed that shower. His phone, which was placed on the bedside cabinet, started ringing, and he subconsciously made his way to fetch it. As soon as he saw the caller ID, he frowned and declined the call. However, the caller resumed calling almost immediately, prompting the scowl on his face to deepen even more.He cut the call once more and threw the phone on the bed, flumping down on the side of the bed, a defeated sigh eventually escaping his lips. He hunched forward, resting his chin on the back of his right hand while staring into the void, lost in thought.The phone beside him kept on vibrating, but he didn’t bother to pick it up.His mind thought back to Lily. Everything about her made him regret. If only there were a pill for regret, he would have taken an overdose, so as to right his wrongs, so he could have the happy family he dreamed of with Li

6 minutes had passed and she hadn't stopped what she was doing.Roberto chose to stand, watching her engrossed in her work. More minutes flew by, the silence hovering between them was thick. For a moment, he started entertaining the thought that this lady didn't want to see them at all.But patience was one of the things he had learned to have over the years.After roughly almost an extra 4 minutes of them standing, she finally raised her head to look up at him and his secretary.Upon seeing who he was, her eyes flickered in surprise, and for a moment her jaws almost dropped open but then she quickly collected herself, the cold demeanor returning as she held his gaze.She hadn't expected to meet him here of all places. But she couldn't act familiar with him, he was a stranger to her.Roberto, on his part, was stunned after his target raised her head. How come she looked familiar — similar to his ex-wife even?"Why are you guys still standing?" she asked, looking puzzled."We just fel

…that his towel was no longer doing its one job. Situated under his waist, it was fanned out on the bed, leaving Trent utterly exposed.His manhood was half-flaccid, and even in that state, it would make anyone agree to be banged silly.Now, Evanna was in that state, her cunt throbbing, protesting to get the dick’s punishment for being naughty. Meanwhile, her eyes bulged, and her jaw dropped. And then, she yelped, turning around and covering her mouth.She didn’t dare to scream out loud or for too long. If it attracted Rhea, that would worsen things.“Y-you scoundrel!” she snapped, no longer covering her mouth, but she didn’t turn to face him either.“That doesn’t suit me, Evanna. I think the title you’re looking for is, ‘Deliciously Sexy Gentleman’,” he said with a grin, making no effort to get out of the bed, or even to cover himself.“Get out of my bed, and leave my room!” she demanded.“Why should I?” he asked, a brow raised in amusement.This bastard dared question her? How could

“Oh, sorry,” he said sheepishly as he stooped to pick up the towel, concealing his glory from her view once more. However, the damage had been done. Evanna swallowed, her eyes fixated on below his waist, wishing she had the power to make the towel come loose again.His throat-clearing woke her up. He was now standing in front of her. “Are you okay?”This bastard. How could she be okay after seeing him like that?!True, she wasn’t a virgin and already had a kid, but which lady would remain the same after seeing what nestled below his waist?Even her cunt had started its plans on entrapping that dick! How would it feel inside her?‘Damn it, Evanna. Get yourself together,’ she scolded herself internally as she wore a fake smile and replied. “Of course, I’m alright,”“That’s a relief,”“What, did you think otherwise?”He shook his head and waved his hands in denial, “Of course not. Anyway, I want to apologise for what happened earlier, both in the bathroom and uhm…just now. The latter was

Evanna sat on the bed, now attired in a sky-blue silk night gown. With her daughter’s pleading, she had no choice but to allow Trent into their home ‘for the night’. And it was a good thing that he had offered to sleep on the sofa. Hmph, if he hadn’t, she would have asked him to just sleep on the floor!A knock on the door tugged her musings back to reality, and she rose, heading to open the door. Unsurprisingly, it was Trent.“What is it?” she asked with a frown, arms folded“Uhm… sorry to bother you. But I need to take a shower.”“Why didn’t you shower before you came?” she asked, irritation in her tone.“I forgot,” he said, rubbing his neck with a sheepish look.She rolled her eyes. Who was he trying to fool? He just wanted an excuse to get into her room.“Aren’t you loaded? Go out, check into any nice hotel. A presidential suite will give you luxury, and no one will tell you to hurry up.”“Then, at least allow me to relieve myself. I really can’t hold it anymore,”“You can. I beli

Evanna still couldn’t believe it.The man with a buzz cut was outnumbered, and yet the ones harmed and writhing in pain on the floor were those black-clad men.“Lady, are you alright?” the man asked, making his way over to her.She nodded vigorously, her heart still pounding hard in her chest, “Y-yes, I-I’m alright,” she faltered.“Good then.”The man turned to leave.“Thank you for your help, sir. I appreciate it, and I’ll find a way to pay you back somehow and…someday,”The man paused in his tracks.“Pay me back?” he asked, turning to face her once more.She gulped but still steeled herself to respond, “Yes, sir,”“Great. I like people who love to pay their debts. I saved not just you but your unborn kid, so your debt is quite huge.”She nodded, “I… I know,”“Come closer,” he said, beckoning to her with his right index finger, his left hand still in his left pocket.Her heart beating in a frenzy, she swallowed an invisible lump down her throat before steeling herself to walk towards

It was night.Evanna trudged through the rain, her suitcase trailing behind her, heart heavy with sorrow. Her tears had long been overshadowed by the rain; she seemed to hear silent whispers mocking her failed marriage.Every eye she saw became a judging eye as if they were silently telling her it was her fault.But it wasn’t her fault, but her husband’s. He was the one who lacked patience. He was the unfaithful and despicable one. He was the one to be blamed, not her!Her shoulders racked with sobs as she wept, slowing down her movements. Her knees ultimately gave ou,t and she didn’t try to get up. She just sat there hugging her suitcase, crying even more.No matter how much she wanted to pretend, she wasn’t fine. She was really hurt by Dante and his mother. How could they do this to her? Just because of pregnancy? If they had been patient enough, today they would be celebrating the news of their quadruplets.But not anymore. She was no longer part of that detestable family. The un

It was now 5:39 pm.Finally, she was at the doorstep of her home. A smile was plastered on her face, and her eyes seemed to have a joyful glint. And for good reason.She knew her husband would be home by this time. She couldn't wait to fix him his meal, and when he was finally relaxed, she would then hand the pregnancy report to him.However, upon opening the door, she saw a sight that she never imagined would transpire in her home, even in the next millennium.Her supposed darling husband was indeed home, but with someone else. A red-haired lady was seated on his left thigh, and both were locked in a passionate kiss.The two sizable nylons containing the goodies she had bought fell from her hands as they seemed to weigh a lot more than before at this moment.The sound attracted the two, bringing them back to reality.The lady, possessing amber eyes, wanted to get off Dante's thigh, but he told her to sit still."Relax, my dear. She isn't anyone. She's just a maid," the sandy-haired m