SCOTTI know who she is now.I shouldn't mind but the jeering reality is something I have blocked my mind from accepting since from the hospital.She is Jame's wife.My cousin's wife.I came to this conclusion when she reached for a strawberry coated doughnut and I noticed the fresh skin around her wedding finger.I mean that also explains the “Mrs Parker” and the fact that she is stuck to his bedside in the absence of no one else.This should change the way I feel and every dirty fantasy I have pictured with her in it, but the way she looked at me when I licked my fingers made fucking my cousin's wife feel so normal.Now she wants to know about her husband's business deals. Seems like there is some secret business going on between husband and wife after all.One I am not going to spill.'Why? It might be confidential' I reply matter of factly, daring her to tell me why she really wants to know.‘Confidential? What? Is it like some undercover thing or illegal business' she asked with
CAMILLEWhat was I thinking?Was I even thinking at all?Since the first time I set my eyes on him in that club, I have long given up cull control of my brain. The lustful fellow below my abdomen has been making every decision involving Scott for me.But after this night, I am taking back full responsibility of my brain and whole body.Shame, guilt and rage were my only companions as I ordered a ride home through tear glistening eyes.I should have been beside my husband like the loyal and dutiful wife Pastor Jerry spoke about some weeks ago in church, but here I am feeling disappointed because a man I just threw myself at like a cheap doll just sent me back to where I belong.Does he know who I am? Is that why he moved away from me like I was carrying a contagious disease?He knows James, he might also know James has a wife.Or did James forget to tell him he had a wife just as he forgot to tell me about some secret business.As I sat in the car six minutes later on my way home, my m
CAMILLEThe silence between us is all the comfort Helen needs.Being friends for the past seventeen years has built something between us that is beyond sisterhood. Twins? - that's the only word that comes close.'You know I caught him cheating right?' she pauses to give a painful chuckle, I am not surprised with the revelation. I have always known she was better off without Tyler as much as she thought the same about James and I.'Right before Emma was born. I was working my ass off to pay the bills and save up for our son and the baby on the way and he was in there with another woman in the living room. She sniffled and I wrapped my palms around hers.'I gave birth to Emma that same day and when I held my baby in my arms, nothing else mattered. It was easy to forget what he had done while I held that miracle in my arms' She turned to look at me then and maybe the tears in my eyes gave her the wrong impression.'I am so sorry Cam, I shouldn't be saying this to you right now' she says
SCOTTI thought I had gone past this.But here I am falling into the same abyss that caused me my sanity a few years ago.How could I have known that this little fun will get here, will bring back memories of Lucile.My Belle, My Lucille.I get off the bed and cork my head to the side to look at the two girls sleeping soundly on the bed, and I cannot wait to get rid of them.I needed to get her off my mind, but it didn't work.It's been two days since that night by the pond.Now here I am battling between the thoughts of two women, not sure whose memory I want to erase.I didn't bargain for this, it was just supposed to be a one night fling.Walking to the bathroom, I turn on the shower and let the cold icy splash caress my skin.Long hours with the girls doing all they could do best but still didn't get the release I desperately needed. I still felt heavy with unquenched lust, and I knew I couldn't sleep better if I didn't remedy that.Who am I kidding? I know for sure that I would n
CAMILLEWhat the hell is he doing here? And at this time too?I check the time on my cell phone to be sure and it's really just six twelve in the morning.Who even let him in?And why is he talking to...Oh my god! I hurry over to James' side to see if he is really awake. But just like everyday of the past two months, he is still unconscious and looks just as pale as always.So who the hell was he talking to? I know for sure that I didn't imagine the voice when I walked in.I turned my full gaze on him and waited for his response, but when he didn't say anything but just stared at me like a child caught right in the act of doing something wrong, I had to directly ask?'What are you doing here and who let you in here this early? Who were you even talking to? Are you one of those crazy dudes?'I take a break from my questions and wait for him to start answering, and it better be convincing enough.'Okay, I definitely have to answer that one at a time, where do I start from?' he opens h
CAMILLE'We shouldn't be doing this' I manage to whisper between labored breaths as his free hand cups my breasts and squeezes it roughly. His other hand still holds mine firmly to his chest.'You mean this?' he whispers to my neck before his warm tongue meets the skin below my ear, and I gasp with need.His fingers find my nipples through my chiffon shirt and knead them without mercy, just the way I love it – rough. When he pinched it, I let the moan I had been trying to keep in my throat out.I try to look at James, make sure he's not awake, but he seizes my face in a deep kiss. It seizes every ounce of air I had left in me.I don't give it a thought before I open my mouth to welcome his roaming tongue, it feels perfect, it is domineering and impatience.And I love it.The world blurs out and the only thing that exists is him and I, and of course, the dampness between my thighs that makes me think I have wet myself.But I didn't, it's all him making my body respond to his perfectio
SCOTTI felt so excited until I got home.Doubt creeped into me once I was back to my personal space.What if she doesn't show up? What if her reaction was just a spur of the moment and now she will think about it and realize that this might all be a mistake?I really do hope not.I reach for my phone on the side table which I had left at home to distract my mind from the thoughts which are unsettling me now.But what I see does nothing to quell my unease?Eight missed calls from my assistant and loads of messages from the said assistant and probably others.What's going on? they couldn't keep the forte just for a little while until I got back?It's just been a month, what if I went on a year's vacation?I do not bother to read the messages but go ahead to call Jake – my poky nosy assistant who has been on my neck about how New York has been and wants to know who is keeping me back since I already confirmed James status.I do hope that's not the reason for these calls or he will never
CAMILLEThis feels so wrong.But it doesn't stop me from pulling up in the parking lot and finding my way to the hotel's lobby.I have never been anywhere so magnificent, and I am sure whoever is spending the night here must be loaded, talk more of spending a month.Who is he?Is he some lowkey hair or business mogul?Or is he a trafficker?The very thought of it sends shivers down my spine, but that's what I am here to find out by the way.That and to coax him into telling me more about the deal with James.Look at you Cam, chasing men and money now, the perfect example of a wild gold digger aren't you?I bury that thought in the deep recesses of my mind and think instead of how positively this will help me, it's only a matter of time before we run dry on cash and the last thing I want to do is bring a child into the bad situation I currently am in financially.I can't have that.Other than a judgemental look from the receptionist when I show her the card, getting access to the vip s
SCOTTSeconds passed by, and to me it felt like hours, it felt like ages.'How can you even say something like that? She was the love of your life for how many-' 'And she went ahead and slept with my own little cousin just a week or two after I got hospitalized? Tell me Scott, how long did you both know each other, tell me how long you guys had been fooling me for''But you can't just take her life for that mistake, what if she is happy? What if-''I do not want to remind you again Scott, I still hold the gun' he wiggled the gun in front of me to proof his point and I raised my hands in surrender, and all the time I just tried to keep my anger at bay and not end up doing something we were all going to regret.But I had to do something either way. There were not more than seven steps between us at that moment, and if I took very slow steps towards him I was sure he was not going to notice.'I am sorry about your pa and your wife. Damn, I didn't know there was some level of hate moving
CAMILLEI didn't understand anything that was going on , but I was damn sure that whatever it was was taking a hard toll on Scott.I watched him recoil when the blindfold was taken out of his eyes, and no expression or reaction of his missed my notice.I just wished I could hold him, I could at least get close enough to him and feel what he was feeling then. But then I already had a lot to deal with to worry about what someone else felt.But still.I was trying to make sense of their discussion, of what Maya was trying to say to him, but it all seemed fucked up and each revelation only made him even more withdrawn and definitely furious.And then his father.Okay, well, technically not his father, but how could he do such a thing to a son he raised as his all these years.I was trying to figure out how all that had anything to do with me until she called the name “Lucille”. I knew I had heard that name, somewhere, probably from...Yes, from Scott.That asshole, that was the name he ke
SCOTTI just sat there on the floor and watched her pace the room with the gun in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. She looked just like I always knew her to be – the real thug.'You know you all kept tossing me around and making me look like a messed up shit''That's because you are Maya, you are a crazy woman''No I am not Scott. You are the one who is crazy, you are the one who keeps thinking I am the evil one who killed my own sister and who still tried to come for your family. I am not crazy, but trust me you are such a foolish asshole,' she screamed and I couldn't help but laugh at her craziness.'I have known you well and I know you love to manipulate people into falling into your plans. Is that what you did to my dad too? Is that how you got him to get you pregnant and put it on me?''Well I am glad he is here and you will find out everything Scott''And you think I will be too foolish as to believe whatever you are going to say now when you have got us all under ropes
CAMILLEI had never experienced a lot of things in my life, and one of them was having a gun being pointed at me.And not just from anyone, but from a woman who looked like a mess.‘Of course I knew he would be here with your sorry ass' I heard her say, above the thumping in my ears. I could not think of anything else but the kids just in the next room.What if they got tired and just decided to come out?Oh God, I just wish they didn't. I can be the reason they have to deal with another trauma.'Hey, hello, h-h-how are you doing?' I stammered as I took several steps backwards until I hit the kitchen sofa.'How am I doing? Bitch I should be asking you that. Because you don't seem to be holding your shit together''Maya, just let her go, she has nothing to do with this' I heard Scott struggle to say while trying to get up from the floor. There was blood on his face, and it wasn't just blood from wherever he had gotten it from before.He was hurt, and it scared the shit out of me.She
CAMILLE'What the hell are you doing here? I thought we were done for good?' I stared at him with all the hate in my chest, one that melted as quickly as it tried to surface. There was no way I could ever be that mad at him, but I wish I could, at least this one time.I was really surprised to see him at my doorstep, especially since he was supposed to be enjoying his honeymoon with his new bride in London or wherever.He looked really bad with the blood on his hands and the bruises on his face and I was worried that the cobs might trace him down to my house and get me in the open as well.'Please can I come in at least?''The hell no, as a matter of fact I need you to leave' I said but I knew if he turned his back at that moment I would be on my knees begging him to come back.I didn't know how I got there but I knew for sure that was so so fucking in love with that guy. I couldn't stand him walking away yet again, and he didn't look like he was trying to either.'Please Camille, jus
SCOTTI sat back in the car for more than an hour, just watching her front lawn and wondering if I should go in – but then I had James to worry about.Everything looked as peaceful as it always used to be when James was in the hospital. I just wish he was never in the picture in the first place, then I would not have made a wrong choice in the woman I walked down the aisle with.I was just about to step out of the car when two men walked out of the house and they both left in a car. One of them was James and the other looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere.Well, I didn't have enough time to think about that, I had to seize the opportunity and talk to Camille before James returned.I hurried over to the door and rang the doorbell, but no one opened up even after the third ring, and I was getting a little bit tensed up.What if she was out as well? What if she didn't even come back home with James after the wedding?How will you even think that James? She loves that man and tha
SCOTT'It's a surprise to see you here today Mr Scott' I heard Mrs Judith say and I wanted to tell her the real reason I was in her office after canceling our appointments more than a hundred times, but my lips were sealed shut in shock – just as they had been since after walking in on my so-called-wife riding my dad like a wild beast.'So, to what do I owe this visit today?' she asked again while pouring me a glass of hot drink – just as I always liked it before a therapy session. It always got me loose and helped me say things the way I felt them, but not that day.She didn't look the least bit frustrated with my silence or nonchalance, doing really well at maintaining her professional protocol.She finally set a glass of brandy in front of me and sat on the manager's chair opposite me.'I found out about your wedding to Miss Thompson to the press Mr Scott, and although I didn't have the perfect opportunity to, I still wish you a happy married life' That did it. that unsealed my lip
CAMILLEA month passed, and yet I still felt the sting from the stiffing blow James descended on me once we were behind doors at George's party.I didn't expect any less from him. From the moment he found out the identity of my child's baby I had only come to realize that the man I knew all my life was only a mask of who he truly was – a masked lion.I had returned to New York that same evening even against his own wish, and I surprised myself too with the courage I showcased. I wanted to apologize to Katherine for how everything had turned out, for not confiding in her, but who was I fooling?It would have been different if I had confided in her first, if I had trusted her enough to tell her the whole truth before publicly exposing her husband and rubbing the shame on her face in the presence of all the guests there who also respected her so much.But the next action she took was one I had never expected and the only reason why I deeply regretted my actions at that moment.It came as
SCOTTA month had passed since our wedding, and Maya was crazy about consummating it.I keep wondering if she really thought that getting married to me meant that everything between us will be put in the past like it never happened.I always made it clear to her how much of a mistake she was making, and the last thing she would expect from me again is the sex.She had even gone ahead to tell dad about the situation. Didn't she even feel the least bit awkward saying something like that to him in the first place?When I didn't listen to dad either, her best resolve was to delay the signing of any contract or business information that she had to sign since she was still the head of her family's company until the paperwork was done and I became a sole partner and a joint one too, the company's assets.I had tried to convince her about how unnecessary all that was since I knew with certainty that she was only doing that to get my attention even more attracted to her, but she stood firm on