Between Three Loves

The sound of knocking on the door from outside felt like a hammer hitting my consciousness. Vivian was still there, separated by a thick teak door, while inside this room, my world had just collapsed and been rebuilt by Davian's hands, which were still playing with my penis."Vivian, I'll be out in a minute! Go to the hall first, I'm tidying up my suit!" I shouted in a voice I forced to remain steady, even though my breath was still racing from the pleasure Davian had given my penis.I looked down at Davian, who was still kneeling in front of me. There was no regret in his eyes. The man actually flashed a victorious smile as he finished his action, letting my sperm release become the dirtiest secret on this holy day. He licked his lips, as if tasting both my victory and my defeat. His gaze seemed to say that from this moment on, I was his."Enough, Davian! Stop!" I hissed as I smoothed my clothes with trembling hands. "I have to get out. I'm going to marry your sister!"Davian sto

My heart pounded hard, as if the sound of its beating could be heard through the phone line. On the phone screen, Vivian’s face filled the digital space, her large eyes watching me with suspicion. In the real world, inside this soundproof SUV cabin, Davian’s hand was still there, pressed against my skin, giving off a heat that contrasted sharply with the cold sweat flooding my temples.“Darling? Are you daydreaming? Why is your face so red?” Vivian’s voice rang out, breaking the suffocating silence.I swallowed. My throat felt as dry as a desert.“Ah… no, Vivian. The AC in Davian’s car seems to be having problems. It’s very hot in here, and we just got out earlier to check the land boundary,” I lied, a falsehood slipping easily from my lips that were still throbbing from Davian’s kiss a few minutes ago.Beside me, Davian smirked. He did not move away. Instead, he deliberately leaned his face closer to my shoulder while staying outside the phone camera’s reach. He wanted me to know tha

Vivian stood in front of the vanity table, slowly removing her diamond earrings. I sat on the edge of the bed, still wearing my wrinkled shirt, feeling like a defendant waiting for a judge’s verdict.“Dewangga,” Vivian’s voice was calm, yet that calmness was far more frightening than anger. “How long do you think we can keep living like this?”I stared at the tips of my shoes, not daring to lift my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Vivian.”“Stop making a fool of me!” Vivian turned quickly, her breathing beginning to grow uneven. “I know Davian went into your room last night. I know what happened on the third floor. And I know… I know you never truly look at me when we’re together in this bed.”Every word that left Vivian’s mouth felt like a slap across my face. I wanted to deny it, but my tongue felt numb. The truth was too enormous to hide anymore.Vivian stepped closer and sat on the chair in front of me. She reached for my hand—a gentle touch that only made me feel ev

The moments leading up to noon felt like a countdown to an execution. Dewangga sat in his comfortable office chair, yet he felt as though he were sitting in an electric chair. In front of him, the monitor displayed the Grand Horizon project permit documents that Vivian had prepared with meticulous care. On the other side of the desk lay a black flash drive given to him by Davian—an instrument designed to insert an error into the land coordinates that would render the entire permit legally defective.If Dewangga inserted the flash drive, Vivian would be destroyed in front of her own father. Mr. Surya did not tolerate incompetence, especially not a humiliating technical mistake in a tender of this magnitude. Vivian would lose all trust, and her position in the company would be seized by Davian. But if Dewangga refused, Davian would press the “send” button on the audio recordings that could ruin Dewangga’s life in a single instant.“God… what should I do?” Dewangga whispered hoarsely, hi

The soft yet firm thud of the apartment door closing sounded like a death sentence to Dewangga. He didn’t need to turn around to know who had arrived. The scent of expensive tobacco and sharp sandalwood perfume quickly filled the room, driving away the cold air from the conditioner that had been keeping him company in his solitude.Davian stepped in with the elegance of a king who had just inspected his conquered territory. He loosened his tie, letting it fall carelessly onto the marble floor, then walked toward the sofa where Dewangga sat curled up.“This place suits you, Dewangga,” Davian said softly, though there was an unmistakable tone of absolute possession in his voice. He stood behind him, placing a large hand on his shoulder and squeezing it slowly. “Far from the noise of that big house. Far from Vivian’s demanding gaze. Here, you only need to be yourself.”Dewangga closed his eyes, trying to suppress the tremor in his body. “Myself? You’ve already destroyed who I really am,