LOGIN(Nicki)Learning of the upcoming Devinsky family dinner had given me more nightmares than I have had in my whole life put together. Aaron informed me two days ago. I hoped it would still be a month away, but it was closer than I anticipated.I stood before the mirror, watching my reflection with little confidence and no satisfaction.Nothing seems to fit. Not even the dresses I purchased last time. Either the color looks too dim or too bright. The slit is too high up, or too low, or it doesn't seem to blend with my skin color. My wardrobe is a mess.“ I look fat, don't I?” I asked out loud. Standing before his closet, he dips his head backwards to get a glimpse of me. “ I doubt.” I insisted, and spinned. “ Well, take a closer look.”“ How close do you want me to look?” He asked, abandoning his business, hands in the pockets of his pants.“ That close,” I gestured that he should stay where he was and tell me.He chuckled. “ Well, from this close, I don't think so. I could give you a b
(Nicki)After a long while of wrestling the conflicting thoughts within me, I had finally let it out. I cheated on him…but with him.What a relief?A temporary relief. With his answer, my heart had quickly rolled into a pang of doubtful assessments. I have gotten five messages. All from anonymous sources, or a source as it might be.Photos. Short videos. Everything taken from the second I walked out of the hotel. Whoever it was, had seen me go in. At first, I had thought that it was connected to the stranger I supposed that I had slept with. But with Aaron owning up to that, the huge discrepancy takes the spotlight.“ Let me handle it,” he says and takes my phone. “ You will get another by the end of the day.”He's about leaving when something else strikes my thought. Or should I say, someone else.“ How's her health now?” I asked him, torn between concern and the urge to pry on his activities for the past two days. “ About that, Nicki…”“ I heard she's cancer free now.”“ Yes,” he
It wouldn't be the first time I have clashed with Steven. The first time, I had lost it. Thanks to his lackadaisical attitude, I had lost my only shot at finding the one person I have been searching for. The girl in that accident.Part of me knows I am a little bit extreme. The other part doesn't give a f*ck how he feels. Telling Nicki that she has overstayed her welcome in my home…her home…makes me want to suffocate him.And to think he would bring an accusation against her makes me even more concerned." Clarice? Oh please!" Of everything to think of, he had to use her. The same girl he has a history with.How on earth does he expect me to swallow such a stupid idea.But what scares me most is what he intended to achieve by bringing up the matter.“ You should leave while I'm still gentle about it.”“ Is she worth it?” He quizzed. The throttle on my patience is loosening. The lines are thinning, pulling at the bars in my chest.I sit up, eyes settled on him. “ Is she worth what? Yo
(Aaron)My butler wasn't smiling when he made that call. It's a secret number. Only for emergency. And two people alone have it. Steven…and him.So, when his clear commanding voice warned me to come home or lose my wife, my sanity tethered at the edge of a hill. It took a second more for me to realize my fault.I haven't called her.Not once in two days, and somehow, I had missed calls from days ago. Two from her number. I look at the time frame of the call and flashed back to my activities within the hour.I was with Samantha, and I had just stepped out to speak with her doctor. Within that hour, Samantha had my phone.“ Tell me you haven't done anything stupid,” I barked at her over the phone, hands on the wheel, driving home like a man whose house has caught fire, and his lifesaving is locked inside.“ You had my phone when my wife called. What the f*ck did you do?” I bellowed, forgetting everything the doctor had said about her illness. She fragile. And a worse meltdown could be t
"It's Ethan!” She announced like a lottery win.“ What?” I literally screamed it, attracting people's attention for a second. I flash a faux smile for onlookers and shifted my attention to the call. “ Wait…why did you call him a pervert?”She giggled again. “ Well, that's the main gist…right when you stepped down from the car, I zoomed in on him masturbating while watching you go in.”I gulped, cheeks hot, and knuckles white.“ Can you believe it?”“ Man is crazy for you…”She rattles about so many observations, but my mind settles on Ethan. I imagine him on his seat, and what kind of desire would have spurred him into action by merely looking at me.“ I took photos,” she chortles a laugh. “ I could send them to you.”My throat dried up. The pull to say yes is so strong that I'm literally caging a yes from escaping the fold of my lips. “ No need. Get rid of it…”“ What if you need it someday?”Tempting, right?Not falling for that. “ What can I possibly need his nude for someday? Blac
He adjusts uncomfortably on his seat, taken aback. My smile fades back into gloom. By now, I'm certain that Maya would have captured the interesting moment when he leaned towards me. One down, more to go.“ I'm being stalked, Steven.” I started off from neutral grounds, gradually pulling him in. “ Every second I step out of the house, there are cameras shuttering all around me. Now, you and I both know that my marriage is private…”He scoffs, tilting his head. “ Your marriage,” he scorns. “ That's by the way, Nicki. Are you saying that you suspect I'm involved?”Laughter burst out uncontrollably from my lips. I paused and pointed at him, jokingly. “ You have a way with words, and I totally admire it…no, Steven. I don't suspect that you are involved. I know you're the mastermind.” My smile faded before the latter part of my statement, and moments later, color drained from his face.“ Keep up, will you,” I say and took a sip of my cappuccino.“ I don't feel safe, Steven. And when my saf







