{Faith}Sleep clears off my eyes in an instant. I snatch the blanket to my chest. “What the hell are you doing in my room!”The smile on Kourtney’s face disappears. She sits on the edge of the bed.“Answer the question!”Ace locked the door with the key last night, didn't he? We both dozed off after the first round of sex, but I am sure I heard the lock click when he first came in without permission“I used a spare key.” She dangles a pink labubu keychain with only one key on it.This psycho!How did she get her hands on that? Did Ace give it to her?To the best of my knowledge, the workers here do not like Kourtney enough to hand her the keys to a bedroom in this house. Especially one to MY bedroom!So that leaves only one possibility. “Get out!” I yell angrily.Ace finally stirs beside me. Holding his head, he groans, “What’s wrong, Princess?”“You gave her the keys to my bedroom?”“What are you talking about?”“Kourtney!”His eyes finally open. He sits up. “What are you doing in h
{Faith}Watching him leave with her hours ago broke me. I couldn't sleep thinking of what happened and what might be happening while they were out.He not only failed to acknowledge my concerns that she’s using but also basically told me to mind my business.Now he's here? Just because he wants sex?Boy, please!I push back. “I am not in the mood to be used today.”“When are you never not in the mood, Princess. You want this dick all day, every day.”I look down at his pants, only to find the huge bulge pushing against his zipper. The sight of it lights something in me.“Well…” I cough, clutching my nightdress. “You are wrong. You are mistaking your own obsession to be mine.”He chuckles. “Oh, Princess...”Ace brings his lips to the side of my neck. He kisses my skin softly. “Do you not know I can tell when you are lying to me?”His kisses trail my neck, down to my collarbone. He grabs my right breast and strokes my nipple with his thumb.The tiny flame inside me ignites my whole body
{Ace}The fuck!I snatch my hand back so fast her fingers scrape my skin. “What’s wrong with you, Kourtney?”“You are…You are what’s wrong with me.”She comes closer again and rubs my chest. “I want you inside me, Jonny. Is that too much to ask?”“Yes!” I slap her hand away and walk to the sofa. I uncork the complimentary bottle of whiskey. After drinking straight from it, I look back at her. “Why do you always do this?”“You are breaking my heart.”“No, you are breaking your heart! I told you clearly, I am taken.”“Duh! I don't see a ring on your finger.”“Marriage has nothing to do with it. You are not the woman I want. Fine, I agreed to stand by you through your tough times, but that’s just about it. I don't want us to have sex, nor get back together.”“You are mean!” she yells, snatching her purse from the table.“Where are you going?”She spins around by the exit. “To get fucked by a guy more handsome and nicer than you!”Then she storms out.With the half-filled bottle in my ha
{Ace}I look up from my wristwatch, expecting to see Kourtney already done with her quick bite. So why am I seeing Faith standing before Kourtney and glaring like she's ready to throw hands?“What’s going on here?”Their heads turn in my direction at the same time.“She started it!” Kourtney points at Faith.Faith frowns. “I didn't start anything. Was just trying to talk her out of using illicit drugs.”“What!” Kourtney and I exclaim at the same time.“Don’t even try to play dumb now!”She turns to me again, pointing to the sink. “I saw her taking three pills from a weird-looking blister pack. When I tried to talk to her, she shoved it down the garbage disposal.”Kourtney presses her forehead. “You don't know shit! How dare you accuse me!”The pills must have been one of the medications Kourtney was placed on recently. I understand why she would resort to shredding it up.But what I don't understand is why Faith is so concerned about Kourtney’s business. Doesn't she like the fact tha
{Faith}The clock on the wall stops ticking. Silence falls. Everyone magically fades into a dark background. A spotlight appears out of nowhere and shines in my face. I squint, only to see that I am alone…With him.His expression turns serious. “Answer the question, Princess.”A boulder forms in my belly. My breathing stops, but my heart starts to race. Oh, my God! Why would he ask such a question out of the blue? Is it really that obvious? My feelings for him?He regards me carefully. “Since you are taking this long to answer, should I assume that you really are in love with me?”“Ew! No!”The spotlight suddenly fades from my face. The clock starts to tick again, and the chattering from the living room resumes.I blink hard, only to find Susan watching the scene like it’s some live performance. I turn my head to Ace.“Me? In love with you? Why would you even think that?”A flicker of disappointment crosses his eyes. He leans back on his chair. “Oh… I guess I read the signs wrong.”
{Faith}This is torture. I can't stay awake. Can't feel my legs or arms. I keep having nightmares as I lie here.And the hallucinations… they won’t stop coming. Even now, I can smell him and feel his presence even though he’s not here.I don't know what Susan injected into me. But once it wears off, she and I are going to have our very first fight. She better have a good explanation for why—“Princess…”A voice, low and husky, whispers into my ear. My heart does a backflip. I try to open my eyes, but they feel as heavy as lead.Why does this feel so real? I move my right hand, only to feel something hard. I press against it.“Ouch! Be gentle…”There it is again! That voice.I force my eyes open with all my might. I see nothing still, but the sound of soft breathing reaches my ears.“Ace?”“Yes, Princess.”An arm pulls me close. Something soft presses against the top of my head. “I am right here.”I blink hard and open my eyes again. And then I see his face glowing in the dark. His ey