GloryDenverI decided to prepare a snack and take it to Candace upstairs; she hadn't left her room much since the scandal that had happened in that house last week, and I was worried. What if she did something she would regret later? Besides, I had to play my role as a mother-in-law. I looked out the window at the vast field of pine trees that surrounded the Morton mansion until I lost sight of it, and there, I could see the mountains covered in snow on their tops as if they were big chocolate cakes with whipped cream topping. That image brought a silent peace inside. When I moved into this house, that view of nature was the thing that I certainly liked at first. The toaster alarm went off, alerting me that the toast was ready. I went to get it, buttered it, arranged everything on the tray with a glass of juice, and then went up the stairs to Candace's room. Ivor, my little son, was playing with his nanny in the living room in front of the TV. He was already five years old; it was
GloryI left that room as quickly as if a ferocious animal were coming after me to devour me. I immediately ran to my room and locked myself in the bathroom, breathing through my mouth while panic took over me. How was that possible? How had that woman found out about a secret that I had been keeping under lock and key for so many damn years? She definitely wasn't supposed to know. I couldn't even imagine the size of the threat it represented to me.I cried, I struggled, and I lamented. After everything I had sacrificed to get to this place, now everything was being threatened by this girl who barely knew what it was like to sleep on an empty stomach. Who was she to think she had the right to judge me? It wasn't like I wanted to fall in love with Harald. She didn't know anything; she didn't understand anything! She couldn't threaten me like that...My story with Harald didn't even compare to the unholy affair she had with Bruce. Neither Harald nor I were to blame for finding ourselves
NancyWhen I sent a message to him, he took so long to reply that I thought he wasn't going to do this. It had actually been a few minutes of silence, but I was so nervous that every minute he was silent seemed to take an entire century. But he responded. “Hi, Nancy! I got scared and accidentally dropped my cell phone here… Haha! His message said. I ended up laughing about it. My heart was so warm... Nancy: My bad, then. I really should have texted you sooner. Jake: Jake: It's okay; I'm glad you texted me at the end. Jake: Do you want to talk about what happened yesterday? I will understand if you are still mad at me; I should have analyzed my actions. Nancy: No, it's okay. Actually, I have to apologize for blaming you... it's just... Jake: You don't need to explain yourself, Nancy. I really understand… Can I call to you right now? I thought about his request for a while, but in any case, he needed an explanation. Nancy: Of course, you can call me. At that same moment, my ce
NancyLanie took us around town in her convertible. It was a pleasant evening, and the cool city breeze brushed my skin. The view of the city, which was extremely illuminated by neon lights, made things much warmer, or maybe it was just the presence of the man sitting next to me. He certainly gave me pleasant and exciting sensations. He was chatting casually with Lanie and the topic was the beautiful, sporting city of Las Vegas, but his fingers were gently brushing the back of my hand in the space where our skin met. It was strange and exciting to see how a simple touch from him could completely shake my senses, giving me butterflies. Was this what it felt like to be captivated by someone? I've rarely had this chance for someone to let themselves appear so attractive to me. Bruce had been my first and only man, and since he cared little about me, I practically never went through that phase of smiling stupidly while thinking about someone special. Although, at my age, that was still
NancyLanie gave us chips to play roulette for fun, just to make our night a lot more interesting. “But what if we make a fortune here? What are we going to do with the money?” I asked Jake with humor. He chuckled as he stacked our chips on top of each other. “Then we will be rich, you and I,” he replied, making me laugh too. Lanie betrayed us, actually. She brought us here, but barely stayed with us. According to her, she had some matters to take care of regarding her work, so it was up to Jake and me to have fun alone. There was a roulette table in front of us, with its own wheel and betting layout. Lanie had offered chips worth a thousand dollars to each of us, since the intention was to have fun. But I didn't think I was going to have that much fun because I didn't understand anything about the game—all those numbers—not that I wasn't good at math; it was more because I had literally never played in a casino, not even those online. The life I led was much more domestic and did
NancyI saw a vein popping out of the man's forehead. He clearly didn't expect that a simple woman like me would challenge him like that. "All or nothing? Wow! This is risky even for you, gentleman,” said one of the men participating in the game, addressing the smug rich man. He looked at me with a threatening look, as if I were no match for him. He was a fucking bastard, and I liked seeing him suffer. I could lose all my chips in that game because the chances were infinitely low for me, but that man who was provoking me could also lose money in that game, and it would be very pleasurable for me to see him lose even just once. “Why this hesitation? I thought you liked challenges, sir,” I said to him. I was the one with the smug smile now. He chuckled, looking at me as if I were just a mosquito bothering him. “It's a shame you just changed my opinion; I don't think you're that sexy anymore,” he said, making the people there laugh, but Jake wasn't laughing; he was pissed at the way
NancyIt was a hot night in one of the best hotels in Las Vegas, and my opponent and I were facing each other like true rivals. His face was all red with anger; all he could think about was beating me and humiliating me, and I wanted the same thing, so we were equals like we were never before. My cynical smile played across my face as I fearlessly faced my opponent, my body slightly tilted forward, one hand resting on the roulette table, and my index finger slowly sliding into my drink glass. The tension in the air was so high that it seemed as if everyone was going to get slapped at any moment. My opponent gave a low, mocking laugh; he was sure I would lose everything today—all the 38 thousand dollars I had won in an interesting luck move. He wanted to see me lose so much that he didn't mind sacrificing his money. I liked those types of people; that way, I could celebrate a lot more when he really fucked himself. “Let's see how long you can take this, Hecate,” he said, half-mocking
Nancy“Oops! Did he die or something?” I asked, feigning sadness. My arms were entwined with Jake's while he, arms crossed, remained incorruptible. The game master was crouched next to my opponent's body lying on the ground. He put two fingers on the vein in the man's neck to check the pulse. “He was unconscious but alive,” he reported. A buzz of comments was heard soon after. “Oh, less bad then,” I commented with a mock chuckle. A group of paramedics were already approaching to take the loser away. Moments later, the casino police wanted to question us because of the fight. Jake and I were sitting in front of the officer's desk, who was watching security camera footage to make sure what had happened. “So you’re from the police, Mr. Gardner?” The officer asked Jake while checking my ID and his. “Yes, sir. In the NYPD narcotics department,” he said calmly. The officer nodded as he analyzed the badge with a surprised expression on his face. "I am seeing. Anyway, there's nothing I