LOGINAlliyah Agustin-AstleyChester and Kass eventually found me inside that same party again, not long after their twisted little session where they had the audacity to mention my name while they were doing those…actions. The thought alone made my stomach churn, but I forced myself to remain composed as they approached me as if nothing inappropriate had happened.“There you are, where have you been?” Kass asked, wiping the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand as she fanned herself dramatically. “It’s so hot in here.”The ballroom truly was suffocating, filled with expensive perfumes blending in the air, laughter echoing from every corner, and bright chandeliers casting golden reflections on polished marble floors.Chester, on the other hand, was adjusting his coat, straightening the lapels carefully as if making sure he looked presentable again. A satisfied smirk was plastered on his lips, and I refused to comment on it anymore because I genuinely did not want to imagine wha
Alliyah Agustin-Astley“We can’t do it here,” I said firmly, trying to steady my breathing despite the way his hands were holding me in place. “We really can’t.”Alexander’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smirk, the kind that made my resolve tremble. “You’re not saying no,” he pointed out calmly, as if he had already won this argument before it even began.I shook my head, frustrated at how easily he could read me, and attempted to get down from the desk where he had placed me. The cold wood beneath my palms reminded me of where we were, and that alone should have been enough to snap me back to my senses. However, before my feet could even touch the floor, his hand circled my waist and stopped me effortlessly.“We just can’t do it,” I repeated, though my voice was noticeably softer now.“Just sign it, please,” I almost begged, my fingers pressing against his chest as if that would create distance between us, but Alexander did not waver even for a second.“It’s either we sleep to
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyAfter entering the room, I immediately turned to face him, forcing myself to remain composed despite the chaos raging inside my chest. “Are you done signing the papers? I have to get back,” I said, keeping my voice as steady as possible.“Chester would be suspicious if I were gone too long,” I added while subtly scanning the room, making sure no one else was inside. It was just the two of us.Which made me realize something that almost made me curse internally.Why did I even lock the door?“Wife,” Alexander called, his voice low and deliberate as he stood up from where he had been sitting.My eyes dropped to his hands, and that was when I noticed he was already holding the divorce papers.He was about to sign them.The sight pierced through me far deeper than I expected, and for a split second, it became hard to breathe. It broke my heart seeing those papers in his hands, knowing that once his signature touched that page, everything would officially change.
Claire CynthAli looked beautiful and powerful.Anyone who saw her standing there in that state would immediately assume that she was perfectly fine, composed, and unbothered by everything happening around her, but I could see it in her eyes, no matter how well she tried to hide it behind that confident posture and elegant expression.Ali was not happy, and for some reason, that realization broke my heart more than I expected.I knew she had her reasons for staying with Chester, reasons that must have been heavy enough to make her endure something she clearly did not want, and I could not help but wonder if everything was truly alright for her there.Or…was she silently enduring things she never wished to endure in the first place?I bit my lower lip, trying to contain the emotions swelling inside my chest, and for a split second, I immediately had the urge to walk toward her, grab her hand, and take her away from everything and everyone who might be forcing her into something she did
Kassandrah and I went to get dolled up at a salon that I was very familiar with, one of the many high-end salons that Alexander owns under his name. The moment we stepped inside, the scent of expensive hair products and floral perfume greeted us, along with the soft hum of blow dryers and polite chatter from the staff attending to their clients.When he had a business trip before, I forced myself to study his company and everything he owns, the surface-level ones.I was the one reviewing reports, studying profit margins, and evaluating expansions, so I was aware of nearly everything connected to his legitimate enterprises. From hotels to restaurants to salons like this one, I had gone through them all with a fine-tooth comb. At least that was what I thought back then—until I discovered that there was a whole other side of his world that existed beneath the polished glass buildings and elegant storefronts.I glanced at Kass while she was speaking confidently to the receptionist at th
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyKassandra walked toward me and immediately wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace, her grip firm yet trembling as if she had been carrying something heavy in her heart for a long time. “I’m sorry for lashing out at you before,” she said softly against my shoulder, her voice filled with sincerity and regret. “I was just really worried about Chester.”I gently shook my head before slowly pulling away from the hug, though not in rejection, only to look at her properly in the eyes. “It’s okay, I don’t mind,” I replied, trying to sound reassuring despite the lingering emotions inside me. “It was my fault too. I still feel disappointed in myself about what happened.”Her face brightened instantly, and she beamed as if my response had lifted a burden from her chest. “That’s great to hear,” she said warmly, almost relieved. “But at least we are all here now, and that is what truly matters.”“How did your husband take this situation?” she asked as she gently pu
Alliyah Agustin-Astley“Okay, I’ll start with the relocation,” Dexter muttered as he scrolled through his iPad, his expression serious. “I found several places for you to review.”Relocation? The word barely had time to settle in my mind before Alexander spoke.“Do you have a list?” Alex asked cold
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyAlexander was lying when he said that most of the people at the beach would be looking at me. In reality, everyone did look—but not at me. All eyes were on him.He was topless, wearing white beach shorts as if he had done it on purpose just to match my outfit. A silver neckla
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyI didn’t know how long we had been like that, caught in a space where time no longer mattered. The cool surface of the mirror pressed against my back, a sharp contrast to the heat of his body so close to mine. Alexander stood between my legs, anchoring me there, as if the wo
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyWe didn’t get much information about my parents’ whereabouts from my ex-friends. Every answer was vague and evasive. In the end, Alexander and his people decided the next best step was to check on my parents’ businesses instead—following the money, the employees, the paper t







