Chapter 24Dexter There was a quick switch in the kind of hormones that rushed through me—the rush of testosterones had dwindled as my adrenaline level rose up. Our secret had been busted and it would be better if I just told her the truth now, seeing how livid she was. "Your maid, Dex?" Her eyes wide with incredulity. "Are you that horny that anyone can do the job for you?" She fired. I could feel it. My anger. It was building up already and the reasons I didn't act on them was because of my relationship with her and my stance on physical violence. "You have to tone it down, Victoria, she's my staff not yours." My voice was gruff and curt, causing her to flinch as she didn't expect my response. Lorraine, who was still tightly held in my arms, kept pinching me, whispering that she wanted to get down. I allowed her, knowing that she was anything but comfortable presently. Victoria slammed the front door shut then traipsed forward with her box. She dropped her bag on the sofa and
Chapter 25LorraineFinally, the day that had given me restless nights since the last practice had arrived, and I couldn't deny that my anxiety had doubled. Alongside other models, I was seated on a wooden stool, having my face made up. My eyes were shut as my mind wandered in different directions. I didn't even know what to feel. I didn't know what to think. The excitement of being on the runway for the first time had fizzled out and it was replaced with a very strong fear of failure. There was no one to cheer me up amongst the crowd. Unlike others who would have their families clapping for them, I had no one. Absolutely no one. "You can open your eyes now, I'm done." The artist informed me and quickly I stared at the mirror in awe, my eyes popping at the reflection that greeted me. I was beautiful. I didn't need anyone's validation to be sure of how beautiful I was. The knowledge gave me strength that I could pull it off and slowly make a name for myself. "Thank you so much,"
Chapter 26Lorraine "What happened over there?" Dexter asked, breathing frantically. I took a cursory glance at his face to know if he was actually scolding me, but it was the opposite as his eyes held worry and concern all directed at me. He looked ready to beat up whoever caused that chaotic scene at the runway. I bit my lips and sighed, tired of the incessant frustration caused by people who were supposed to mind their business. "Someone set me up. That shoe wasn't my size." I admitted, relaxing on the back rest of the chair. A glint of disbelief crossed his features as he folded his arms. "Explain!" He snapped, his voice was low and dangerous, edgy at the same time. "I took off my shoes earlier because of how cranky I was. I don't know what happened around that time, but when I put it on again, I realised that it was slippery and on making a step I discovered that it wasn't my size." I paused, remembering a certain detail that might have caused the problem. "What?" He grum
Chapter 27Dexter "I thought that this meeting would never hold," Emilia chirped as she jumped into the passenger car beside me. "I guess everyone needs to learn the art of persistence, after all." She giggled, while I snorted loudly and interrupted the next thing she had to say. "You can decide to be quiet throughout this journey. It won't be a crime, trust me." I grunted, angry that I had to be beside her when Lorraine and I were supposed to be celebrating. The show was a huge success and even though it wasn't the main event, we were having a lot of deals according to the sales department report. Victoria buzzed in from behind us, "Don't be too harsh on my friend, Dex. She didn't force you to make a promise." I slanted a questioning look at Emilia who quickly showed me a zipped lip sign. A sigh escaped my lips as I started the engine. If I found out that she said any word about our conversation to anyone, not only would the deal be off, but I'd deal with her. The drive to the
Chapter 28Lorraine "How do you feel?" My new acquaintance asked, tucking away the strands of hair which were being tousled around by the cool evening breeze at the nook of my ear. I didn't respond immediately, as I wanted to be sure of how I truly felt before replying. Having a cup of vanilla ice cream in a park with a man who shared the silence with me was therapeutic and amazing. There was no argument. There was no fear of him being called by another woman. Just the both of us, gazing at the twinkling stars in the deep blue sky. Was that too much to ask for from Dexter? After letting off a relieved sigh, I looked him in the eyes and said. "I'm really fine right now, Mr Bumpy." I giggled, his lips twitching. With a smirk tugging at the crook of his lips, he dropped his own plate of ice cream. "You don't get to call me that when you're doing all the bumping." He teased me. We both laughed over it; a throaty, hearty laughter. I loved this peaceful feeling and I didn't want it t
Chapter 29Lorraine "What was the meaning of that?" I lashed out at him the moment we got home. Thankfully, Victoria wasn't at home so I could unleash my emotions without fear. Dexter was seated on the sofa, eyes following me as I paced to and fro frantically. I was mad—not mad—indignant. I felt like tearing down the walls of the house with my bare hands and to worsen it all, Dexter wasn't saying anything. "You know, I like it when you're mad. It looks so good on you." He chuckled, his long hands stretched on the chair. Immediately, I fixed him with a glare which made him laugh. He got to his feet, his hands tucked away in the pocket of his pants with a grim smirk that sent tingles down my spine. He advanced towards me while I contemplated on either staying on the spot or moving backwards. I chose the former option and waited for him to stop coming close. "There's no point in all of this. You don't love me, why are you making the both of us miserable?" I broke down in t
Chapter 30Dexter I don't know why I had the urge to protect her but even though she had committed the worst of crimes, I still wanted to make sure no one hurt her. She burst into laughter—a laughter of disbelief. It was annoying that my body still wanted her even after knowing her past. She said that she was framed and they had a video of us, but it was so hard for me to believe that my friends could do such a horrible thing to me. There was only one way to find out about it and seeing how affected she was even though she tried to hide it, I knew that I'd have to get to the bottom of the story. “Stop protecting me, Dexter. I don't need it.” She flared up, “If you think my stepfather is still after me then don't bother, he hasn't called since that day." She blurted, flailing her arms in the air. I cracked a smile and folded my arms. "I know that he has been trailing you for a while but he stopped. And the call, I also know about it." Her eyes widened in surprise but she didn
Chapter 31Lorraine My phone beeped, then rang loudly, arousing me from my sleep. I stretched with a yawn, angry that someone had the audacity to disrupt my short time of rest. Yea, sleeping was quite important to me because it was a means of escape from my ever unending problems. With drowsy eyes, I searched for my phone on the bed stand and checked who was calling. The initial anger disappeared on seeing who the caller was. "Hello," I greeted groggily and sat up, sighing and rubbing my eyes. "How can the greatest model of all times be in bed by this time?" Bumpy teased me, while I imagined him smirking at the other end. "Because it isn't a crime for me to rest, Bumpy. Why are you disturbing me anyways? You just disrupted my peaceful sleep..." I whined like a baby and pouted my lips. He chuckled this time then groaned like he just dropped off something really heavy. "Are you alright?" His reply was fast. "Yes, I am. I'm at the gym right now, giving those young girls a reason t