Falling For Mr. Wrong

~RUBEL~Morning, it’s a blissful morning. I smiled before I opened my visions to see the most beautiful man in this world.I am a lucky girl to have him.His hand slipped under my silky red lingerie, cupping my swells, saying good morning to my body first.His warm breath touched my earlobes, sending me a calculated zap of electricity to charge my core. The way he pulled my earlobes changed my pebble to an attentive position. I bit my tongue, pretended to be asleep, and let him do whatever he wanted with me.“I know you are awake...” he husked.I squeezed my eyes hard and didn’t give him a single hint.“If not... I know how to wake you up.”His hand trailed towards the south, parting my feet, and slipped under my red thong.He loves to tease me, making wet kisses on my shoulder and his finger playing on my vertical lips.I held my breath because it was time for him to know I was awake for him. The tall finger playing with my flower bud.supported by his teasing thumb, making the best

~Rubel~Doesn't it feel horrible when you want to scream your lungs out from the top of a building to release your pain? But you have to sit in the bathroom stuffing your mouth with a piece of cloth to control your sobs so that nobody can hear your painful whimpers.That was not the first time my heart broke like this. It happened in the final year of my college when I caught my boyfriend going after my roommate. And before that, it happened in my senior year of school. And now this, all the memories were waiting to flood back in my mind.After crying for like twenty minutes, I came out of the stall and looked at myself in the mirror. I was looking like a mess. All that fucking mascara and eyeliner mixed up made my eyes look like a member of Adam’s Family.I took off my glasses and put them aside.Am I seriously that ugly? No, I think I am an average-looking girl.Am I used to smothering them with my care? Because I remember Marcus once told me, I fuss over him like a mother. Is that

~Rubel~Tuesday morning, the second morning of the week that I never liked. I mean, who made them these days?Something inside me told me I had to wake up and run towards my office. But why?Suddenly, I threw the blanket to the side and jumped out of bed."Shit."How did I forget I have only two days left to find that fucking savior photographer who could save my burning ass, aka my job.I was hopping around, trying to take out the bed sheet from my foot.THUDWhy? Why does everything happen to me?My ass thudded against the floor."What a great way to start the morning?" I cussed.Well, I finished my morning business and reached the office. Not to mention, I didn't have my breakfast because, at the present, it was more important for me to find my savior.The elevator door opened and there Max jumped on me, pulling me aside."Babe, I have good news for you.""What? Did Mr. Smith die last night?"Shit. I regretted my words. You know that's why people say think before you speak. Max's e

It's been two days. My life seemed to turn upside down since the day Delucia entered my life. No wonder I had food dreams that night because for the entire day, I was working like a dog. I didn't get time to sleep, neither did I eat. Now I understand, I’m really a victim of somebody's curse."I am telling you, somebody cursed me."Entering the office while talking to Anna on the cellphone, she dismisses me with a giggle. "Shut up, Rubel. It's just you are working too much. Or should I say he is making you work, which you never wanted?""He never misses a chance to insult me."Well, there was no point crying over the same thing again and again but for the last two days, I’ve been cursing my life. Is it a crime to expect a normal loving life? A loving husband and a big family? Did I ask more from this life? Or It's not in my destiny to be happy?"Babe, are you there?" Anna dragged me out of my thoughts."Yeah, I am here.""Rubel, cheer up. This is just a bad stroke of luck. It will pass

~Rubel~It's a funny Friday. My favorite day of the week. Not to mention after my strange encounter with Delucia, this week was a pathetic run of events for me. Marcus plus Delucia is the worst combination.It's midday, and I am sitting in the salon with Anna as we are enjoying the Thai massage we needed to relax."Ohhh, I needed this," I moaned."So what's the plan after this? Going home and crying for your one true love?" Anna teased."Shut up. My crying time is over. Why would I cry? I am going to spend my time with Liam and Max.”She chuckled, suggesting, "Seriously? I would be happy if you want to join me.""Nah, you go on your date. It's been a long time you didn't have sex because of me. Go enjoy this one. Tell him to work out your juices properly," I replied without thinking about the lady who was massaging my back. I looked back with a shameless face."I think you need it more than me," Anna replied."Oh! I want to, but at present, I don't have many options." I rolled my eyes