Mag-log inMARK“You are boiling with rage, Mark,” Vector noted as Cannon Dexter drove us back to my house.“I thought that confronting her was going to make me feel better, but it didn’t,” I responded tightly. “I realized that I was still begrudged by what she and her daughter did to me,” I added painfully.“I am sorry, Mark. I had no idea that you still felt pained about it,” Vector said.“I didn’t know I felt pained as well until Brent revealed that to me,” I responded.“Did you mean what you said to her?” Vector asked me.I scoffed.“Of course, we both know that I certainly can’t thank Donald Shell even if that is the last thing on earth, but then again, he has successfully been able to keep mother and daughter in a horrible place, and I dare say that they deserve it because of their greed,” I said extensively. “I might never have had the balls to do anything to get revenge,” I added.Vector nodded.“You act tough and hard, Mark, but only a few people know that you actually have a very soft
MARKI couldn’t shake off everything Brent revealed to me. How could she?I might not know much about how Mr. Silver ran his household, but one thing was certain; he ensured that Clara and Ivy were well catered for. I didn’t even know that Ivy wasn’t his biological child until I got close enough to him.And yet, she could betray him so badly?If only Mr. Silver had confided in me about the trials in his marriage with Clara; the fact that he was suspecting her, not being catered for, and even wanted a divorce. Unfortunately, Mr. Silver wasn’t a man with many friends, and he preferred to handle his business by himself.“Find her for me,” I had instructed Brent.From Reyna, I knew that Alexa had kicked Clara from the mansion, which, judging by everything now, was the right thing to do.I was deeply relieved when Brent assured me that everything had been taken care of and Alexa would not have to deal with Clara any longer. She should even be grateful that Alexa wasn’t willing to press cha
IVYI took Doctor Lionel into my mouth again and sucked him, making him moan deeply.His moans were muffled because he didn’t want to draw attention. The walls and door weren’t really thick, so sounds could easily slip out without care.“Aw…Ivy, you are so good!” He moaned pleasurably.The more he moaned, the harder I sucked him.He was big and hard, but I took him all in without reservation, and he enjoyed every bit of what I did to him.This was another appointment.Unlike the previous week when he had tried to stop me, he didn’t this time around. As soon as I walked in some minutes ago, Lionel was already waiting for me.He had his trousers unzipped already.“On your knees, Ivy,” he had commanded me.It came as a surprise to me because all week, I had been bothered about my actions, and a part of me was always looking over my shoulders, wondering if the officials would come for me, being that I had been reported like he threatened, but that never happened.Then I worried that he mi
MARKThe rest of the week went by really quickly.Vector showed up at my house so that we could hang out with Brent as planned.“What do you think he wants to talk about?” I asked Vector.Not that I was deeply bothered about Brent’s invitation for a hangout; if it was something professional or pertaining to my company, he would have been upfront about it, and he wouldn’t have asked to meet at an informal place.“I have no idea,” Vector said. “Are you worried?” He asked me in return.“No, I am not. Just curious,” I responded. “I mean, he just wouldn’t ask us to meet up with him on a random weekend, would he?” I asked Vector.“I haven’t really thought about it deeply, and quite frankly, I don’t think you should either,” Vector said.“Alright, fine,” I said.I was dressed and we were both ready to leave when my cell phone rang. It was Mona who was calling. I picked up.“Hey, Mona,” I said into the phone.“You haven’t called me all week, Mark,” she said lightly. “Is it because of what hap
ALEXAWe arrived at Brent’s office a while later and we were asked to wait because Brent was in his office with a client.“Could it be Mark?” I couldn’t help but ask out loud.I had meant to ask the question in my head because I didn’t want to get Noelle more frustrated by constantly worrying about something she had told me not to worry about, but the words just came out of my mouth, and Noelle heard them clearly.I was still reeling from the fear of Donald Shell and what his possible revenge would be even though this wasn’t my doing, and then being here and thinking that Mark Ronaldo could be in there with Brent simply made everything worse.I didn’t want to see Mark Ronaldo right now.Maybe not forever.Besides, he had already moved on with another woman.I realized that Mark and I would never have ended up together. Even though I loved him first, he chose Ivy, and now that Ivy was no longer in the picture, he had found an easy replacement. The hurt I was feeling in my heart was de
ALEXAMy heart was beating rapidly. “I can’t breathe, Noelle,” I managed to tell her.My chest was heaving so fast that it was almost impossible to breathe. It was as though the movement in my chest was too fast that my lungs couldn’t take in air.“Hold on, Alexa!” Noelle said.She hastily got out of the car and came over to my side of the car, and then she held my back with one of her hand while she held my chest with the other.“Just breathe, Alexa, slowly…” Noelle urged me calmly.Her hands on me were like magic. It was as though she was steadying the speed in my chest and creating space for my lungs to be able to take in breath.“Gentle, Alexa. Don’t force it. Just take it one breath at a time,” she continued to urge me.I didn’t fight Noelle’s help.Instead, I succumbed to it and even listened to her deeply. Slowly, my rapidly beating heart began to slow down a little.Noelle didn’t let go of me until I was breathing properly.“Gosh, Alexa, you scared me,” Noelle said, sighing w







