Lotus woke up to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing, signaling the start of a new day. She groggily sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes before glancing at the clock to see the time. It was already 6:30 AM. The children would need to get dressed for school. Though a part of her was sad that Peter didn't return back but she kept reminding herself that the marriage shouldn't be her only life. Though it was difficult when it came to Peter, she found out that her she couldn't really keep her resolve not to trust men again. She hurriedly dressed herself and then proceeded to James and Jenny's room. The twins were still fast asleep, their small bodies curled up beneath the blankets. Lotus gently shook them awake, whispering softly, "Come on, you two. We need to get ready for school." After a few moments of groaning and protesting, the twins sluggishly climbed out of bed and begrudgingly got dressed. Lotus helped them tie their shoelaces and brushed their hair into neat styles. With a quick
The aftermath of his night with Lotus still lingered in his mind. He could not brush off the fact that he was falling deeply in love with her and going against his code. He had not believed in love or attraction, but right from the time he slept with her at the hotel five years ago he had always known that their paths would cross again.He sat at his desk, engrossed in his work. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the room as he diligently reviewed the reports spread out before him. Just as he was about to sign off on a particularly important document, there was a sudden knock on his office door."Come in," Peter called, his voice laced with a hint of irritation at the interruption. He wasn't expecting any visitor at this time, he ordered that no one should interrupt him.The door creaked open, and Sheila stepped into the room. Peter couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance at the sight of her."What do you want, Sheila?" Peter asked, keeping his voice steady, still not remov
Lotus' P. O. VThe party returned to full swing. I searched the crowd, but I couldn't find him."Where do you think Peter would have gone?" I asked Natasha, slightly bothered.She turned to me with a smile. "Somewhere around the party, find your loved one now."I got up, making my way to the restroom. But getting there, I heard muffled voices and a woman moaning peters name. I pushed open the storeroom, and my eyes came out of their sockets.I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Peter with Sheila, their bodies intertwined and her hands wrapped tightly around his waist. Anger surged through me like an electric shock, leaving me speechless for a moment. "Peter! What the hell have you done?" I shouted, my voice quivering with a mix of disbelief and rage.Peter turned to face me, his eyes widening as he registered my presence. He tried to free himself from Sheila's grip, stammering, "Lotus, it's not what it looks like. I can explain.""That's what they all say, Peter!" I spat out, feeling
Peter's P. O. VI blinked my eyes open, my head throbbing as the haze of sleep slowly lifted. My surroundings were unfamiliar, and I felt a tinge of confusion before the memories of last night hit me like a punch to the gut. Anger surged through every fiber of my being, and I turned my gaze to the woman lying beside me – Sheila.God, what have I done? Why was I in bed with her? Gulping down a glass of water that laid by the nightstand, my memories started forming. How the hell was I drugged? The last thing I remembered taking was the drink after I got back from the restroom. That is to say, the one who drugged it would have done it while I was away..A very nice tactic, if I must say. But that was not all the memories that came. The pain-stricken face of Lotus, as she stared at us, was something I didn't want to imagine again in my lifetime; how do I make this up? A slight shake of the bed made me turn in anger.I didn't even try to hide my fury as I roughly shook her awake. "What hav
Lotus' P. O. VThe days seemed to go by in a blur. I was more emersed in my work.I sat alone in our dimly lit living room, anger simmering within me like a volcano about to erupt. How could Peter do this to me? How could he stay away for days without even a phone call? My mind replayed all that had happened. All the promises he had made, and now they seem to be broken. I clutched my phone tightly, hoping for a message or a missed call, anything to reassure me that he still cared. But the silence was deafening. I was expecting him to give me an explanation, to explain why he was kissing Sheila, but none came. Nothing, I was just an expectant fool. He made sure not to come home for days, and he ignored it like it didn't mean anything. He acted like what he did was not something that needed explanation. The twins were having some extracurricular activities in school, and I took a break from work. I headed home straight to clear my head and set it straight.Just then, the door creaked op
Lotus' P. O. VStepping into my car, I slammed the door shut, feeling the anger and hurt consume me. Maybe it was reckless, maybe it was foolish, but I didn't care. I needed to clear my head, to find some clarity amidst the chaos that had taken over my life. I didn't want to call Stanley or any of my drivers now. No one can see me in this state. Not even my children.Startlingly, a glimpse of light caught my eye. My gaze focused on the reflection in the rearview mirror, and there it was—a hickey mark on Peter's chin, fresh and undeniable. It kept flashing in my mind, and it kept making me go crazy. The sight pierced through me, and I felt tears streaming down my face. How could he betray me like this?I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my vision blurred by my tears. The anger and sadness overwhelmed me, clouding my judgment. As I sped down the highway, my mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts. And then, before I could even react, a truck loomed ahead, closing in on me far too quickly
Peter's P. O. VMy life had been a mess ever since it happened. Lotus doesn't believe anything I say now. Well, I didn't expect her to believe anything I said after I had been acting like a total jerk. But I was doing this for her, and I couldn't risk Shelia going on with what she had in mind. It would be heartbreaking to see Lotus suffer another round of shame just because of me.I missed her. I missed my kids, and I am sure she probably hates me by now, but what do I expect? That she loves me? After everything I have done and put her through? It would be inhuman for me to ask her for such after how I have treated her. I need to think of a way to make sure I settle things with Sheila. That fucking bitch went on ruining everything I had ever worked for, and I would make sure she would suffer for doing this.As I sat alone in the mini bar of my company, swirling the deep red liquid in my glass, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that hung in the air. The faint clinking of gla
Lotus' P. O. V I woke up to a searing headache, the remnants of a night spent drowning my sorrows in alcohol. Every sip was an attempt to forget the pain I had felt the night before, but of course, it had only made things worse. I looked at myself, and from the stench that filled the room, I guess I was still in the bar but in a private room. Looking around me, I wondered how I got here. The interior of the room looked really expensive, and it's only someone well-to-do who can afford this for a stranger. I pulled myself out of bed, and I surveyed the room, looking for any sign to point out who had helped me. The last thing I remember was dancing like a drunken lunatic on the stage last night, then a hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me away from the crowd before I blacked out. I could swear that I got a whiff of his scent, but he was too cold to save me from my disgrace. Even if he saw me, he would probably hate me more. I looked around the corridors to be sure no one was lurkin