- ACE - She's something. That woman. Quite interesting if I must say, and quite fun to tease. I will enjoy toying with her very much. At least, that's the most close to a bond I can have with someone. Lorelei is feisty. The kind I love. My sadistic self enjoys playing with vulnerable, bratty women while making them fall in love with me, not because I'll love them back, but it's become a habit. When I see pretty things, the only instinct in my head is to break them. That's why they should stay away from me. Because I will cause their demise. But this one wronged me and I won't let her go till she has paid for every dime of pent up frustration that incident caused me. I stared at the skyscrapers in front of me through the glass walls of my office. My hands are dug in my pocket. It's quite alarming that I think about her even when I'm at work. It's quite disgusting that I do. I hate her. I've been thinking of ways to make her suffer but the moment she's by my side, it just happens t
- ACE - I pushed the glass door open and walked in. A bell jingle slid in my ears. It's soft and pleasant to hear. That made a grin form on my face. The familiar scent of new fabrics and lavender air freshener slid into my nose as I waltzed into a boutique. I held the bouquet gently in one hand. "Sorry hunny, we're closed." A lady said curtly, giving me a sharp glance then averting her gaze to the person she was having a conversation with in front of her. I stood there and spread my hands to both sides, maintaining my smile. I can't wait till she turns and sees who it is. "Sorry mister but we're clo-" The lady in a golden, body hug dress turned to face me and stopped talking. Her dress meets at the center of her tits forming a 'V' from her shoulder sleeve, which is held together by a brooche. Like a robe, a slit drew from her thighs to the floor, where the dress ended. "Isabel Rosa. A pleasure to meet you." I said with a smirk. She's my designer and old time friend as well. Isa
- ACE -Isabel stormed out of the dressing room angrily with all of her stuff held disorderly in her hand and over her shoulders. Her hair is messy and she looks drained of energy. Just a few hours with Lorelei left her looking fifty years older. She shot me an angry stare. "Don't you ever call me again to dress her up. Ever! Or I'll sue you." She raged and continued forward. It's late, my intention was to let her crash in tonight but I guess that option is off the list. "Thank you so much for your time, querida." I said. Isabel stopped, dropped everything on her right hand down and pointed her middle finger at me. "I'm being underpaid for this stress." She fell to the ground to pick up her things. Everything else she held scattered all over the place and her attempt to arrange them made it worse. She obviously needs help and I know she doesn't want mine. "Marco, do assist." I ordered politely and he went. Their banter was entertaining to watch as she constantly refused his offer t
- LORELEI -I watched the back of his body as he walks away from me. The slam of the door made me flinch and I sighed. My brows curled while watching him. This human everyone talks so highly and dirty about confuses the shit out of me. So far, I haven't witnessed any rude or harsh behaviour from him and it scares me. Not because I want to be treated badly, but because I'm worried he's waiting to make me his before showing his true self to me. I'm worried about what will happen if my plan doesn't go according to the way I want it to. It's the day after tomorrow, my wedding. Also the day I shall leave for the airport. I thought I had the whole thing figured out but now, I don't think so. I haven't left this house in days and it's not because I don't want to, but because he hasn't let me. I swallowed and peered my gaze on the floor. That's when I noticed I am standing in the same spot. I took a deep breath in and sighed. My ear plugs are still in my ears but I'm not listening to music
- ACE -Sitting on the chair by my bed table with my thumb leaning on my lips, I stared at the document on my pc.(Translation; pc means personal computer) I'm exhausted. It hasn't even been half the day yet but I feel so damn tired. My mind has been everywhere but what it's meant to be on and that has helped me not to get any fucking thing done! A sigh escaped my lips as I stared at the ceiling, trying to release some pent up frustration. I can't think properly. What I said last night bugs me to a degree and I wish it didn't. It's not a big deal but did I really tell someone I despise that? I swore never to get intimate with her throughout our marriage no matter what till she loses every bit of her confidence and herself. Till she's completely crushed and understand what I went through that day. Yet my lips went against my mind and acted on its own. I sighed. She is beautiful. Lorelei is actually sexy, I thought grudgingly and shook my head. I'd rather not have these thoughts be
- LORELEI - After last night, it would be impossible for me to think straight. I woke up with a smile this morning.... brushed my teeth with a smile, ... had a shower with a smile. Styled my hair with a smile... I even painted my toenails today after doing a self pedicure with the cheap things I normally use. Right now, life feels great and it'll feel even better tomorrow! I rolled to the other side, hugging my pillow. It's tomorrow. I can't deny that I'm freaking out with a fast pumping heart, but I'm overly excited and trying to remain calm. At first, the fact that I was restricted from leaving the house and attending to my business got on my nerves, now that's the least of my worries, because soon, I won't even need to run that pharmacy. Soon, it'll be all over and I'll finally be with the only one I want to be with. I'll finally forget this torture I call life and be happy. My hand rubbed my stomach. Just the thought is giving me butterflies!! A grumble caught my attention. Th
- ACE -I stared at the garden from my room through the window, staring at Lorelei. We're getting married today. I really don't know what I feel about that. People often talk about love and how joyous it is to be the forever of their love interest, but it's different for me. I couldn't really care about that shit. Life is business, those who play the game well thrive and those who make a wrong step suffer from it. And although I have lived with this woman for a few days, I still wonder, is marrying this lady part of the game? I was hard bent on ruining her that I didn't think this through thoroughly. My hands are dug in my pocket and I'm in my fancy limited edition tuxedo. That is a question that can't be answered today, or anytime soon. I pulled the curtains down, blocking her from my view and walked around my room. If anything, I'm bored, I answered my question in my head. Toying with women would be my little escape from work and boredom. Till I get tired of her which is bound to
- LORELEI -"My baby girl grew up so fast." Mother said, standing by the side of the door of the back seat of the Uber. I just loaded her boxes back inside. She raised her hand to my face and cups my cheek. I gently close my eyes and let my head rest on her soft, skinny palm wishing for something better. "I wish I could do something. I wish it didn't have to end this way." Mom added. My eyelids slid open and I noticed the tears forming on her face. I pulled her in for a hug. "Don't cry, please mom. If anything, you always helped me. Every step of the way. Having you as my mother and you staying alive for me was the best thing life gave me." I clenched my arms around her body, holding her so tight like I want to merge our skin. I don't want her to worry. Especially not now. I feel terrible for not letting her know about my plan but I did that for her sake. Mother is too fragile and I know Richard isn't treating her well at home. He hasn't said a word to me nor texted nor called since