ログインNORMANI.Estella’s excited voice sounded in the air, she ran into the kitchen while I was making my morning coffee. She hasn't stopped shouting ever since the mission was done. Becky was embarrassed. She enjoyed it even more than I did.“Girl, the news about Becky and George’s wedding is still trending,” she said, scrolling through her phone with wide eyes.“These people have turned their marriage into a full-blown circus. In courtesy, the princess of Scotland!” She raised her eyes to me and I chuckled.I was half-listening, trying to focus on the toast in front of me, but my attention snapped the moment she started reading out the comments. I couldn't help but laugh at the last one.“Listen to this one, George really married a woman who doesn’t even accept his family. His ex-wife would have been better than this one.’” She snorted and kept scrolling.“And here’s another: ‘He must have married this one for the title, not love.’ Oh my God, they are dragging and roasting him.”It didn't
George I watched Becky scroll through the comments like someone skimming a list of verdicts with that serious gaze, her eyeballs kept moving from one to the other. She read aloud, her tone dripped with anger, and I could tell that if she had the chance to destroy all of the people who left the comment, she would.“Look at this one, George: ‘He married above his station and she’s pretending she didn’t know.’” She flings the phone onto the couch, and the sound sounds like the anger she felt. I had also been peeking at the comments, and they were nasty. Whoever dropped all those comments was really mean. I wasn't shocked, though; the internet had always been a tacky place. They knew how to say the most hurtful words. They knew how to hurt people even when they didn't know the full story. Mom had refused to speak to me after that scene, and she wasn't my major concern at the moment. No.My chance of being the Don was tiny now. They now all think I was some liar, and I was humiliated in f
NORMANI.I watched the shock on their faces, none of it surprised me. This was what I wanted. I planned this, orchestrated it and dreamt about it. It was merely, the beginning, and I hadn't even started yet. I was barely revealing the truth to them, making them see things for what they were.I sat there, watching, my smile hidden behind the rim of my glass. The satisfaction was intoxicating. This was what I came for. This was the justice they thought I would never have. And as Becky stumbled over her words before the reporters, her hands trembled in the air; all I did was watch with comfort. The reporters waited for answers, for her words but she had nothing to give.She looked at her mother-in-law with shock, surprised to see her here. The hurt in George’s mom's eyes felt so satisfying to watch. I thought I was a person of forgiveness but no, I realised that I wasn't. I was a person of acceptance. I accepted their bullshit and never questioned any of it and now that I wasn't ready to
NORMANI. I could feel his eyes pressed on the back of my neck. He was staring at me, and I could feel it. I knew even without being told that Shawn’s stare was burning into the back of my head. But I didn’t turn. I couldn’t. If I met his gaze, if I saw him standing there with her, that beautiful woman beside him, it would break something in me that I had worked too hard to hold together. And here I was trying so hard not to look at him and his girlfriend. I still wondered why she had to lie. Why did she say that there was nothing between her and Shawn? I knew she was smart, but I was hoping she wouldn’t find out about our relationship. Knowing they were behind me did something to me. I hated the feeling, knowing he was behind me with another woman.I stood there letting the party unfold, acting like I couldn’t smell them from where I stood. I could hear their little gestures; they were talking and laughing. I didn't want to turn around and see the way he behaved with her because I
NORMANI.Today was his wedding day. George and Becky.I was going to attend the weddding of a man that I once married. Life could really be unpredictable. But I wasn't mad. This had to happen for character development. Here I was doing this things I never thought that I would go back to.Lesson learnt and now it was time for revenge.Estelle’s reflection appeared behind me as she adjusted her earrings, watching me carefully the way only a sister-friend could.“Are you sure you want to attend?” she asked, concern dripping from every word. Estella was the kind of care about me even after I told her I was strong enough.“Yes,” I answered, my voice steady though my heart raced a bit. I was going to get watch a man I was once married to get wedded to another.“My heart has left George. His wedding doesn’t mean anything to me anymore.” I tightened my heart, hoping I was telling myself the truth.Her eyes narrowed, and then she smiled.“We have Shawn to thank for that,” she said softly. “I w
SHAWN. Three days later, I was in the middle of dangerous men from all over the city, serving them drinks. My eyes blazed with fire, but I dared not act toward them. These were ancient men who commanded this darkness that I found myself in. These men were the power behind the Don position, and I had to act like I was okay with being here. As though I didn’t want to curl myself in Normani’s hands and inhale her sweet, natural perfume.Jackie was beside me, poised and regal as always, watching with the same attention as myself. The smoke in the room didn’t seem to bother anyone, but I couldn't help but think about how much it was going to bother Normani. Pretty sure she was going to be scrunching up her nose and coughing. I could feel the weight of their stares. Every movement I made, every glass I placed on the polished table, was an unspoken test. I knew it, Jackie knew it, and most of all, her father knew it. This was the beginning of being Don, the very start of this darkness.One







