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FIFTY FIVE

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- ACE -

I don’t know if I should tag this occurrence a mistake or something done on purpose but I can’t give her the credit of being smart enough to accidentally leave her location on knowing the phone she uses was given to her by me and I know how to track it. So I’ll refer to this as a mistake which ended up being advantageous to me.

I step out of the opened door leading to the back seat of my car and let out an exhale. The night seems warm. Either that or I’m just overdressed for the weather’s temperature.

“Wait for me. If I’m not back in thirty minutes, please, leave without me, you too need your rest.” I say to my chaffeur.

Just because the ‘master’ chooses to disrupt his sleep doesn’t mean his workers should have theirs altered as well. I may be cruel, but not that inhuman. This behaviour also highly depends on the circumstances.

My chaffeur responds the typical formal way before getting back in the car, to the driver’s seat and driving off. I know he’s gone to the pa
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  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY EIGHT

    - ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragrance, but since it’s worn on her, it has become detestable. I wait a while, counting seconds in my head with each step she takes forward, waiting for the right time. Catherine is standing before me. I reach my hand to put, grab her by the arm with one hand while using the other to conceal her mouth then pull her into the cleaning room, shutting the door behind us. Her back slams hard against the door as she is placed in front of me. “Don’t scream. No one would come to get you.” I say, looking deep into her eyes. She did not try to break out of my grip, nor was there any restraint. I wait till her heavy breathing calms before taking my hand off her mouth. “What is this, Ace? What the

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY EIGHT

    - ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragrance, but since it’s worn on her, it has become detestable. I wait a while, counting seconds in my head with each step she takes forward, waiting for the right time. Catherine is standing before me. I reach my hand to put, grab her by the arm with one hand while using the other to conceal her mouth then pull her into the cleaning room, shutting the door behind us. Her back slams hard against the door as she is placed in front of me. “Don’t scream. No one would come to get you.” I say, looking deep into her eyes. She did not try to break out of my grip, nor was there any restraint. I wait till her heavy breathing calms before taking my hand off her mouth. “What is this, Ace? What the

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY SEVEN

    - ACE - I don’t know what I was expecting when I made the request for Catherine’s background but it definitely was not this. If I had found out about all the things recorded in here long ago, I would’ve gotten rid of her. For good. I shuffle through the file in my hand, scheming through each page quickly yet carefully. I need more of this. I need Alejandro to dig into her deeper. For one, her real name is not even Catherine. It’s Matilda. There is no last name recorded in these files and this just makes me wonder who the hell she is and what else she hid from all of us. It makes me wonder if this woman’s real name and identity recorded in these papers are accurate or just an alias she forged for herself. No being does not have a last name attached to it and this fact only prompts more thoughts I never thought I’d consider. I wonder what kind of woman my uncle let into the family and how she could weave her way into being a Salvatore knowing how orderly and careful my fam

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY SIX

    - LORELEI - My ears are beginning to buzz too. My condition keeps getting worse the longer I stay here and I cannot understand why. I’ve had nothing in my stomach since my date so what is going on with me? Is this the afterlife? A soft laugh leaves my lips at the vague thought. Funny I can make personal jokes like this at such a time. I feel like I’m dying though, if I’m not already dead. A prolonged groan mumbles out my lips. It sounded like a gasp for help. My throat feels like it’s drying out and I don’t think I can wait for over, I take a look at my phone to check the arrival time of the uber, ten minutes anymore. I have to leave now. I need to find somebody, anybody at this point to get me out of here before I collapse and wake up in a place I’m not supposed to be in. Before Ace makes my life more hell than it already is all because of another mistake. A dry cough escapes my mouth. My head is pressed on my arm which leans on the table before me. To think I have be

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY FIVE

    - ACE - I don’t know why but for some reason, I’m having cold feet. Not the typical one people refer to out of fear, no, quite the contrary. The weather seems chilly for some reason yet I can’t help but rub my gloved palm against each other in anticipation. And I also feel hot. Really hot like this weather is not getting to me but it actually is. I think the word I’m searching for is expectancy. I don’t know what to look forward to. It may either be useful or not but I sure hope it’s not the latter. Not when I hosted an event specifically for this purpose. I dip my hand in my chest pocket to grab my phone. My eyes feast on the screen the moment I hold it before me and once my phone unlocks, I read and reread the message displayed to me on the screen. ‘Where do I meet you, Marco?’ I finally text him after conflicting thoughts, still walking outside, way past the venue of my event. A notification pops at the top of my screen. ‘A little more forward then turn to your left at the

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    SEVENTY FOUR

    - LORELEI - I don’t know why but I feel worse than I did when I arrived here. It seems like my whole senses are faltering and my head is spinning. My hand has rummaged over my body, my head and neck being the most touched parts, numerous times for me to know I’m running a temperature. My breath is also hot and my breathing is slowed. These things happening to me is outside the chaos going on in my stomach. It feels like my intestines are eating each other since they’ve got nothing to occupy them with. I’m a pharmacist and well versed with health to know that I need to see a doctor. And fast. I let my body fall forward feebly, trying to lean on the desk before me. Where is that waitress with my meal? I don’t know what medication she gave to me but I think I should’ve requested she bring a perfectly sealed pack of the medicine instead so I could read the prescribed dosage and know what I’m taking is safe. But it’s too late now. I’ve already swallowed what I do not know into m

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