Chapter 3: Husband's mystery woman

Reina looked at the two with hot tears falling down her face. She was in immense pain; it felt like a fist was clenching around her heart; she couldn't remember how to breathe. She clutched her chest as she looked at her husband spanking and squeezing Bianca's ass. How Bianca will pull away from the kiss and moan breathlessly with her head thrown back, Lucas leaving trails of wet kisses and bite marks on her neck and shoulders.

There was no doubt this wasn't the first time. There were days she found lipstick stains on Lucas' shirt and even brief, when he returned from work, giving her a vivid imagination of what might have happened. She told Bianca, and Bianca accused Lucas' secretary. However, when they confronted Lucas' secretary, Reina found out the poor lady was a lesbian. Reina had confronted Lucas, and their arguments always ended with her trying to please Lucas for doubting him. The mystery woman she was searching for was her best friend all along. Lucas, in a husky, longing voice he had never used on Reina, said,

“I need you, mi amor; see how hard and turned on you make me?” Bianca smiled, placing her palm on the huge bulge in Lucas' pants, and began stroking him softly as she held his gaze, sensually bringing out her tongue to moisten her lips. 

“Yes, mi amor, but you'll have to be gentle; you don't want to hurt our little one growing inside,” Bianca said, looking down at Reina as she rubbed her stomach.

“Fuck!” Lucas grunted, sounding out of breath. Without wasting time, he carried Bianca and turned to leave but stopped and said, “From now on, you will be staying in the maid's quarters; all your things have already been moved; I don't want you anywhere near our floor; we can be very loud; I hate being interrupted when I'm making love to my woman.” With that, he turned, heading towards the elevator.

Reina looked around as Lucas's words registered. Her belongings had already been moved. They left the house four hours ago for the funeral, which means Lucas already had everything planned. No wonder when she came down this morning, the maids looked at her hesitantly. ‘Did they want to tell her?’

All the maids bow their heads in shame when their once-loving madam, who has been nothing but kind to them, looks at their faces. 

Four bodyguards and Victor, Lucas' right hand, approached. The bodyguards carried Antonio and Otavio's lifeless bodies and made their way out. 

“You, get up. Get a mop and disinfectant and clean up this mess,” Victor instructed Reina. However, when she didn't move, he kicked her and harshly repeated his instructions. 

If there was one thing Reina learned growing up, it was stubbornness. She wasn't going to take instructions from a lowlife who thinks he's superior because of her husband. 

“I'm not your fucking maid, asshole!” she said. Victor looked down at her with a disgusted, scrunched-up face and asked in an angry voice, 

“Repeat what you said, if I don't blow your brain...” Victor hadn't finished speaking when Reina looked up; she held his gaze and snarled, emphasizing each word with venom; she wanted the bastard to know she wasn't scared of him; she was their trump card; there was no way they could kill her; it wouldn't take a genius to know that.

“I SAID I’M NOT YOUR FUCKING MAID! ASSHOLE!” Reina smirked. Victor exploded with rage, his face red; you could literally see smoke coming out of his ears. In a swift move, he pulled his gun under his suit, pointing it at Reina, and growled, 

“Bitch!” Victor knew he couldn't kill Reina, but no restrictions were preventing him from teaching her a lesson. He will shoot her in the thigh; it will teach her to not disrespect him ever.

Barbara is the youngest and closest maid to Reina. Since the years she was privileged to work with the Blacks, she knew Reina was stubborn and wouldn't bend to any insignificant person. But Reina's stubbornness might get her killed in this situation; she can't let that happen; she promised the late Don to put down her life for his daughter. She was scared, but not anymore. She quickly ran forward, and just when Victor pulled his gun and aimed it at Reina's thigh, she hugged Reina, her hand circling Reina's neck. Just then, the gun went off.

Lucas walked out of the elevator on the third floor when the sound ripped through the mansion. He walked to the glass railing. Looking down, he saw Reina holding a girl with blood on her back. Anger flared through Lucas at the thought Victor tried to shoot Reina. Only he could hurt her. 

“My love, are you okay?” Bianca asked, caressing Lucas' chest. She wanted to distract him; if it was up to her, Victor would kill the bitch. She hates Reina with passion. That's why she became her friend, to slowly destroy her perfect life. But now that she got everything she wished for, she wanted more. She wants Reina dead. At the thought, she looked up at Lucas' face, gently caressing his chest, and muttered inwardly.

‘Bastard, if only he knew he was just a chess piece in her game. She would let him do all the dirty work for her. Once everything becomes hers, she will get rid of him.' Bianca snapped out of her thoughts when Reina's angry voice rang throughout the mansion. 

“Bastard! I will kill you! I will kill you!” Bianca gasped when she looked down and saw Reina on Victor, punching him in the face. She had almost forgotten Reina was trained and could take down two grown men at once. Lucas put Bianca down and dashed down the stairs. 

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“Reina, stop!” Lucas yelled on reaching the living room, but Reina was like a feral beast on a rampage. He approached her and slapped her to snap her out of her madness. But Reina, with bloodshot eyes, swiftly jumped on Lucas, causing him to fall. She began punching him and yelling like a lunatic. 

“It's all your fault; you killed her! You killed her!” Lucas switched their position, wrapping his fingers around Reina's throat, pinning her down when he regained his senses and snarled. 

“If you don't want me to kill your nanny and her entire family, you won't try to fight me or any of my men!” Reina calms down at the mention of her nanny. 

“You wouldn't dare!” she yelled. But Lucas smirked when he saw the expression on Reina's face. “What have you done to her, you bastard?!" Reina asked, remembering her nanny Cynthia isn't back after going to the countryside to visit her family; she was supposed to be back this morning.

“I won't go into detail, but keep in mind, the more you rebel, your precious nanny would bear the consequences; you don't want to be the reason for the old woman's untimely death, right? Even though she is old, won’t you want her to live her remaining life happily with grandchildren?” Reina spit on Lucas's face and hissed, 

“I wish I never met you, you son of a bitch!” Lucas' nose flared, consumed by rage. His mother was loving; she gave her life for him; she isn't a fucking bitch. He slapped Reina and said in a chilling voice,

“Bitches like you can't mention my mother! This is your last warning, Queeny; you don't want to awaken the beast in me; be a good girl, and you will be just fine,” Lucas said, patting her cheek. Reina looked away, rolling her eyes. 

“You two,” Lucas pointed to two maids standing in the indoor garden watering the flowers and instructed. “Lock her in her room; don't give her food or drink till I say so.” The two maids nodded with a 

"Yes, sir," and hurried to Reina's side. Reina, not wanting to make things difficult for the maids, stood up and let them lead her to her room. 

~ ○ ~ 

Reina laughed like a lunatic when she saw her room; it was at the maid's quarters alright, but a storage room, and the maid had done a good job making it look beautiful, though. 

“Señora, we tried to make it as comfortable as possible. If it were up to me, I would give you my room, but the boss instructed us to send your belongings to the storage room instead of the spare rooms.” Amalia, one of the maids, said with tears in her eyes; the other maid nodded, also having tears in her eyes, and said, squeezing Reina's hand, 

“Yes, Señora, don't worry; I will go and sneak you something to eat while Amalia helps you with a soothing bath.” Reina smiled weakly and said, 

“Muchas gracias.” (thank you very much). 

~ ☆ ~

 

Back in the living room, Victor got on his feet and said,

“Thank you, man; your wife is one crazy bitch; she attacked me so swiftly, I wasn't prepared.” Lucas, who was looking at Reina's retreating figure, turned to Victor, delivering a blow harder than Reina’s on Victor's face.

“You bastard! You have no right to fucking hurt my wife; only I have that right, understood!?” Lucas barked at Victor, who nodded and responded, 

“I'm sorry, boss, I didn't mean to lose my cool. I instructed her to clean the mess, but she refused; I wanted to teach her a lesson.” At Victor's words, Lucas passed a frustrated hand through his dark blonde locks and punched Victor in the stomach. 

"She's not your fucking maid!” Victor groaned, his eyes widening at how Lucas was defending Reina. ‘Did Lucas fall for her?’ He thought, looking at his best friend's face. He remembers the day Lucas got drenched in white paint. That day, they got paid for a job. But Lucas used his payment to buy a black three-piece suit that was being sold at the thrift store because he wanted to look deserving of Queeny (Reina). 

But she humiliated him. He used his share of the money to buy oils and petroleum jelly, which were used to get off the paint. And not to mention the depression that came with being publicly disgraced. ‘How can he fall in love with Reina after what she did to him?’

“Lucas, you didn't fall in love..." Victor was asking when Bianca's voice interrupted. 

“Mi amor?” Lucas, understanding what Victor was going to ask, sighed and said, 

“I'm sorry, buddy. I hope you understand what I mean, but I don't love her; trust me.” Victor nodded. 

However, as Lucas turned to leave, his gaze fell upon a maid hurrying to the maid's quarters, holding a tray. He intended to ignore her, but recalling Victor's question about his feelings for Reina compelled him to call the maid. He wanted to prove to Victor he felt nothing for Reina. 

“Si..i..r,” the maid whose body was trembling, making the ceramic plates and cutlery on the tray chatter, said.

“Where are you taking that?” Lucas asked with a dark expression. 

“Sir, I was taking food to the madam; she didn't eat before leaving for the funeral...” She was saying when Lucas slapped her, she went on her knees, the tray of food falling and breaking. “I’m sorry, sir, I will never disobey your command,” she pleaded, her body trembling violently.

“Of course,” Lucas said. Victor and Bianca smiled, anticipating what Lucas would do next. But they frowned when Lucas announced, "All maids are dismissed until called back; if any information about today leaks, I will haunt and kill your entire family!" With that, he walked to Bianca and carried her in his arms, her hands circling his neck as he demanded softly. 

“Where were we?”