5: when the actor forgot his lines

CAROLYN

"Caro!" Moana staggered off her heel, almost falling. "W...Why are you here?"

"I should ask why you're at my brother's house first, you slut!" I couldn't control my anger. "Must you be everywhere in my life? Did I offend you in my past life?"

"Em...Miss Linda, what's happening here?" One of the men asked, looking at Moana and me.

I shot forward, rage of hate they're about to do consuming me like fire. "You just came over to buy someone else's house without asking for the other family members?"

"But...However, Miss Linda is the owner's girlfriend and soon-to-be wife. She showed us pictures of them together and the house documents..."

I snatched the phone from him, who was showing me something angrily.

I looked at the picture, and a gasp escaped my lips. The pictures showed Moana and Luther, my only blood brother, in different intimate pictures.

"How could this happen?"

Moana cleared her throat. "Now why are you here?"

"I'm Luther's sister, bitch! Luther Kent, Carolyn Kent! Idiot"

The confusion was now clear: Moana never knew I was Luther's sister.

Turned out she was even using a fake name. "So your real name was Linda? Yet you lied blatantly..."

"I have no choice! I had a son for Luther, but he was admitted to the hospital since Luther's journey to the moon!" She finally said, her eyes sharp, lined with something else than her villainy.

Did Luther have a son with his girlfriend?

He mostly told me how great his girlfriend was, but he never got the opportunity to show me her picture. I hope to meet her someday, but it was this piece of trash, Moana?

"Did he know you have a son for him?"

She shook her head slowly. Then pulled out her phone to show me the picture of a boy in a hospital bed. "I was coming to show him my pregnancy reports when I received his message about going to the moon."

"What happened to your son?" I gulped hard and painfully, this is getting too much to handle. "You never mentioned you had a son..."

"He was diagnosed with Leukemia immediately after birth. I had to run around and hustle. Flynn offered a lot of money to sleep with him, that's why I did..."

My chest thumped painfully with doubt and confusion mixed with panic.

Can I really trust Moana? She slept with Flynn for the money? She had a son for my brother all this time?

She's big and busty, but... How can I be sure she was ever pregnant?

"Alright. Moana let's...."

Something stuck in my mind. Was the baby diagnosed with Leukemia at birth?

Which was five years ago....

"How old is your son now"

Still whimpering, Moana answered. "Four"

"So you'd been paying his hospital bills for the past four years? Yet you'd been at our home for more than six months without leaving to see your son?"

Now this was it... Her hand began to shake, and she dropped the small purse she had before stuttering. "Of course I do see him when... whenever you guys aren't at..."

"Sorry, Moana. But I'm not taking that bait!" I shook my head vehemently. "You forgot your lines, this script isn't working"

Her actions disgust me now. "You didn't only ruin my marriage but tried to feed off my brother's only property?"

"What did I do wrong!" She suddenly yelled in defence. "I only wanted to have a happy relationship too! All the men rejected me, including your brother!"

My ears twitched. Now Moana's sob story is just about getting madder.

"Luther caught me with his friend, actually," she finally confessed, sniffing in a way that showed that this was the final truth. "That was the reason why he agreed to the deadly mission of going to the moon"

"What?" My eyes widened. I approached her, "My only brother went on that deadly mission because of your madness!?"

"Your brother couldn't satisfy me, Caro. I have..."

I lurched at her hard and pushed her off her heels, making her fall to the ground. "Did you know how much Luther meant to me?"

"Then join me! You have luck in having good men! Let's turn this into a business....you can't stop me, then join me, Caro"

I reached out to slap her, but a hand held me back.

"Who the fuck...."

Turning back, Flynn was there, smirking with evil. "Caro, are you mad? Why are you addicted to slapping Moana?"

His words vexed me from the bottom of my heart. "This bitch tried to sell my brother's house off after sending him to his death!"

"He was the weak one!" She screeched. "Weakness runs in your family, I see that..."

Hearing her call Luther weak didn't make me scream. It emptied me — like my insides were dug out.

Looking at her and Flynn, I realized they're just scavengers picking at dead man's legacy. My knees instantly gave out, but the marked tip of my neck was burning. I wasn't just tired— I was done being a victim for people who aren't worth my spit.

"Why can't you two leave my life!?" I asked weakly.

"I told you to come back, right? Now see what you allowed yourself to hear and witness on a beautiful boxing day" Flynn smiled.

He pulled Moana to himself and kissed her. "I actually wanted you to come back and sign divorce papers! Did you think I would leave someone as curvy as Moana to beg a loser like you to come back?"

"What?"

"I don't want an open marriage anymore. Let's have a divorce"

At this moment, the whole world suddenly felt like a joke. So if I'd actually decided to go back to him this morning, then I'd get back to meet divorce papers and learn that my brother's house has been sold off?

The two of them had a smile of fulfilment and triumph.

So they really thought they'd won?

"What was my offense, Flynn?" I asked at last. "I want to know in what way I wronged you to earn all these from you"

He laughed. "Your offence was being too foolish to see that Love is no longer a trend"

Shockingly, that doesn't hurt and this gave me the courage to continue.... "Flynn I'm no longer the Caro you married..."

"Yes, because you were a mistake in the first instance"

"I'd moved on with my life!"

"Obvious with some loser"

"I'm giving you one last chance to dispose of this trash, and perhaps I'd let you keep your job"

He stepped forward, crossing his hand on his chest. "Who are you to say that?"

"Because she now belongs to the Kings or the Dynera wolf Pack"

"Who..."

Flynn's face went smug to ghostly white in three seconds.

He choked on his own breath, and I turned to see the three of them— Hosea, Meshack and Eden.

They aren't looking at Flynn, they were looking at me, as if I was the only one present.

"Mr...Mr. Dynera and his brothers?" He stuttered.

My heart slammed. How did they know I was here? Why did they even come here?

Meshack had a headphone around his neck, wearing a hoodie with dark sunglasses that made him look terribly cool.

Eden was different. His dreadlocks were let free to fall to his neck like a river of waves.

His armless top and short knickers made him look like an athlete, but still gave off the biker vibes.

Hosea frowned, cold and unapproachable like a CEO that he was, but when they neared me, he was the first to ask. "Are you fine?"

"I...I..."

"Mr Dynera," Flynn pushed me aside. He was obviously shivering, given the way he was stuttering. "Why are you and your brothers..."

"My daring, beautiful Caro," Meshack cut in, as he pulled me into a hug. "Wanna go for a ride"

Flynn was frustrated, and I could see it. But he still tried talking to Hosea. "She.... she's my wife"

"Not anymore!" I slammed into him angrily, now out of Meshack's grips. "You wanted an open marriage... I gave it. Now a divorce... Ex-husband sounds too good a title for you"

"Caro, what are you doing!!" Moana tried to make me comport.

I faced Meshack. "Where are you riding me to?"

"Perhaps you should ride my wolf first?" Eden came to the scene. "Your scent pulled me in, before they joined. So you're riding me first"

It all looks like a staged drama to Flynn and Moana. They watched as Meshack and Eden pat me here and there, Hosea standing aside, but definitely interested.

Out of nowhere, Moana slammed. "What the fuck is going on!"

"Oh..." Meshack looked at her now. "And who are you?"

She looked at Flynn, desperate for what to say. But Flynn was looking at me, trying to claim me by calling me 'wife'

Hosea stepped into his pace. "Correction, Flynn" Hosea rumbled low enough to vibrate in my bones. "She's your landlord now. The woman who just cost you your life's work. You're suspended..."

"Wait,... What?"

"Effective immediately!" 

Moana gasped. "Who are you to give him such rules!"

"Because I'm his boss!" Hosea affirmed, eyes flashing Alpha Gold. "And I, put food on his table"

"W...What?"

Hosea faced me, took my hand before facing Moana. "And I have zero tolerance for bad actors especially you"