LOGINMy lips quivered as the video of Mason and I having sex on Julia’s phone. Mason’s face had been properly blurred and only his well rounded bottom and well toned back could be seen. As for me, my entire body was on display, including my face. The whole world was watching me have sex on the frickin internet!
Mason must have filmed us doing the deed without my knowledge. How could I have been so stupid? “If Agatha sees this, I am so dead,” I squeaked as tears poured down my cheek. How could I have been so dumb? He must have filmed this as evidence for his friends. Mason successfully ruined my reputation, all for fifty bucks. “When did this happen?” Julia asked, I could see the disappointment on her face, even though she was trying desperately to hide it. I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter.” I went on all fours as I reached for the box under my bed. I pulled out the box and opened it. I had put away some money to help with college I took out fifty dollars and returned the box under the bed. “What are you going to do?” Julia asked perplexed. “Pay Mason the money for the bet and hope he takes down the video,” I threw over my shoulder as I marched out of the room. I could hear Julia call after me but I did not respond. Mason did not need fifty bucks for anything, he was fucking rich and the heir to a multi billion dollar empire. So I don’t understand why he would do such a thing to me for fifty bucks. The most magical night of my life just morphed into a nightmare, a terrible one that I would give anything to wake up from. I pushed the door to the game room open and Mason and his band of crappy friends looked up from their game of snooker. Mason flashed an awkward smile as he came close to where I stood, while the rest of his gang looked away. “Hey beautiful,” he said. “You can save it for the next girl dumb enough to sleep with you,” I shot back. “We will leave you two to talk “We will leave you two to talk,” Elliott said , the other guys followed him out of the room reluctantly. Mason frowned. “Is it because I left before you? You looked so peaceful and I did not want to wake you. And I had to meet up with the guys,” he explained. But he was better off saving the bull story for someone who cared for it. I took his hand and shoved the fifty bucks into it. He glanced at me in surprise. “Here is your fifty bucks. Congrats on sleeping with the maids daughter,” I sneered. He opened his mouth and closed it severally. Somehow I hoped for an explanation that would explain away why he did what he did and I hated myself for looking for excuses to forgive Mason. But even Mason could not find a good enough lie to explain away why he deceived me. “All along I thought you liked me. I actually thought that last night meant something more than just sex,” I said weakly, loathing myself even more for being weak. He smiled but it did not reach his eyes. “Come on Imogene, it was just fun. Last night was fun for both of us. I apologize if I led you think there was something more like.” I felt my heart break into a million pieces. All these was just for fun? I had given my heart, soul and body to Mason and he was just having fun with me? I wiped away the lone year drop that crawled down my face. “Delete that video you uploaded,” was all I could say. His eyebrows knitted together as he furrowed them. He looked confused as though he had no idea of what I was talking about. But I would not be fooled again. “What video?” he asked. “The video where you showed the whole world an intimate moment we shared together last night.” His small smile immediately turned to a frown. “What are you talking about?” he asked “Oh stop pretending for fucks sake. Did you also upload the video of us having sex just for fun too?” “I don’t know what you are talking about. I did not post the video,” he replied seriously. “Are you also denying making the video?” I crossed my arms over my chest. He scratched his head uncomfortably. “Well I did. But not to post it online but so that I can always remember out time together.” I shook my head severally in disbelief as I snorted a dry laugh. “Fuck you Mason,” I spat “I didn’t know it would be leaked. It must be one of my friends. I promise I will fix this,” ha e replied. But I knew there was no fixing this. Even if he manages to remove the video from the internet, it has already being watched by hundred if people. My life was over and it was a matter of time before Agatha sees it and finally kills me, that is if Mason’s mother does not throws us out of their house first. He tried to take my hand but I just yanked my hand free and brushed past him. I had not only lost my pride and dignity, but I have also lost fifty dollars. I crawled into my bed and sulked. That was all I could at this point. What I would give to be able to go back in time and stop myself from going out yesterday. Or better still I would go back in time and stop myself from ever falling for Mason. When my bedroom door flew open and Agatha came in, her face red as a tomato, I braced myself for whatever she was about to do to me, because I deserved it. “Pack your bags, you are leaving this house immediately!” My eyes widened in shock. Ok I do not deserve this.Mason’s POVOne moment my bedroom door is being thrown open and the next moment Julia’s slender palm is swatting against my cheek with so much force and intensity.I blinked in confusion, while her chest heaved furiously.“Where is Imogen, Mason?” she snapped.I rubbed my cheek, her hands were surprisingly powerful. “I left her at the hospital.”Julia scoffed. “Oh, stop with the pretense already! I know you kidnapped her!”Kidnapped? My heart twisted.My lips parted a question hot on the tip of my tongue, but Julia dropped to her knees, folding her hands with tears dripping down her cheeks.“Don’t kill Imogen please. She doesn’t know anything about the flash, I promise.”The flash? Kill Imogen? What the hell was she even talk….Shit. The flash.“Julia I need you get yourself together and speak to me clearly. What happened to Imogen?”Distrust flashed in her eyes as she rose to her feet, wiping her eyes with the back of her palm.“Imogen was kidnapped. I need you to give her back. Or I
Julia’s POVI tapped my fingers nervously against the table, then glanced at my wrist watch again.It was a few minutes till midnight.Imogen should have been back by now. It has been over four hours since she left.The door to my office creaked open and my head snapped up almost immediately.“Imo…”Emma’s head peaked in. “It’s Emma. I have closed up and wanted to let you know that I was leaving.”“Oh.” My voice dripped with disappointment. “Alright then. Goodnight.”“Goodnight Miss Jules.”She shot the door and the following silence was occupied by the sound of her receding footsteps and closing of the front door.My eyes drifted to Ollie, he was fast asleep on the couch. Poor thing. I doubt he was even comfortable sleeping on that couch.Ollie was such a sweet kid, he deserved better parents. His father was a murderer and his mother was completely reckless with her life and his.If it were any other child, I would have called social services. But I would never do that to Imogen, it
Imogen’s POVI tightened my grip on the wheels of Isabella’s minivan, the smell of crackers and barf filling my nostrils, as I glanced back at The Livingston’s mansion.Twice in one day.Only this time I was certain about this.Since Mason already knew I was involved with Leila and even sent men to trash my place, there was no need for this cat and mouse game any more.I will face him once and for all and whatever happens, I will deal with.Ignoring the voice screaming at me to turning around, get Ollie and disappear, I climbed out the car and started towards the house.“I can do this.”This is stupid, the voice inside my head retorted.It was right, but I was all out of options.“You!” a familiar voice echoed behind me.I didn’t bother to look back, as I continued up the stairs.“Don’t you hear me calling you?!” she squeaked, the clinking sound of her heels of the stairs echoing behind me.I sighed in frustration, whipping around to face her. “What do you want Sasha?”She paused, jus
Imogen’s POVI stood outside the mansion, glaring at the building as though it were the cause of all my problems.It wasn’t. They people who lived in there were and I was no closer to bringing them to justice.Now a second woman was dead and more women would die, as long as Mason was still walking free.I stormed into the building, ignoring all the greetings from the helps as I marched up the stairs. I took a sharp right and slammed into a wall of chest.Groaning, I cursed under my breath as tears pricked my eyes. A strong pair of hands cupped my face and lifted it.“Are you hurt?”I slapped his hands away. “Watch where you are going Anthony!” I snapped and made to walk past him. But he grabbed my arm and pulled him back.“I feel like you are about to burn down this house and it is in my best interest to stop you from doing that.”“I don’t have time for this. Let go!”“No.” He replied simply.Anger exploded in my chest as I hit him with my free hand. “Let go! Let go!” I screeched over
Imogen’s POVI exhaled, glancing out the window at the house that was supposed to be Leila’s. I had asked the driver to pack a few blocks away. Just in case.It had taken three rejection of invitation to tea and a whole twenty minutes of consoling Mrs. Meyers and assuring her that Leila’s life wasn’t over and eventually Leila would find love and happiness; before she finally gave me the address to Mark’s parent’s house were the funeral was and Mark’s home address, which he had shared with Leila.I could feel the cab driver’s gaze on me through the rear mirror.“Wait for me,” I muttered, climbing out the taxi, “I wont be long.” I hope.I began walking down the blocks, my gaze never leaving Leila’s house.Then I heard skidding sounds, without thinking, I dashed into the closest yard, pressing my back against the fence and hoping– praying – that the tree provided enough cover.The black SUV sped past, my eyes flicked to the license plate. LIVINSTN.Oh no. He fucking beat me to it!Shit! S
Imogen’s POVI turned in my bed, careful not to upset my head. I took a deep breath and a strong smell of antiseptics filled my nostrils. Lord knows I loathed being in a hospital mostly because of the grave smell of antiseptic that shrouded the place and also because people die here, every fucking day. The only day being in a hospital had not felt completely terrible was when I had my son.I heard the door creak open and before I could around, I heard Ollie’s squeaky voice ring out. “Mommy!”Even though the sharp sound echoed in my fragile head, I did not mind. For a moment, before I slipped into unconsciousness, I had been so certain I would never see my baby again. But there he was, holding a small bouquet of flower and smiling at me with excitement that only used when unwrapping a gift.“Hey baby,” I managed to say. He climbed into the bed and I held him, kissing his head severally.“Are you feeling better mommy?” he asked, staring up at me with the bluest pair of eyes.I managed a







