MARK“You are a bastard, and I am going to make sure you lose everything you ever own,” Donald threatened deeply.He was obviously pained.What man wouldn’t be pained? Any man with integrity, power, and authority would feel insulted and humiliated by what I just said, and the fact that it was true made Donald burn with anger. Well, it was time he also got a dose of his own medicine.I was sick and tired of being trolled by him every single time we ran into each other, and since he couldn’t steal my company, he had decided to go for what he thought I wanted the most.Alexa Silver.I did want her, but with my recent conclusions about everything that had happened, I didn’t think I wanted her that much. If she could go this length just to pull me down when all I ever did wrong was not treat her as I should have treated my wife, then there was no need wanting her back.She and Ivy might be stepsisters and of different revenge mission, but they were all the same, and I was better off withou
MARKIvy’s revelation made me utterly restless. I had thought that the feeling of betrayal that came from finding out that I was simply a means to an end for herself, her mother, and her lover, would be heartbreaking enough.But Vector stealing from me?I wanted to not believe it so badly, but a huge part of me couldn’t deny the feeling that Ivy was right. She was in a grieving state, and people in that emotional state rarely resorted to lies. Besides, there were questions that she asked that made me believe that she was right?Vector had no reason to support Ivy in her lies. He did not owe her anything, and also, Vector never really liked Ivy. He was only cordial to her because of our relationship, so why would he stay quiet when he knew that Ivy and her mother were lying to me?I felt the raw sting of betrayal rush through me, and suddenly, the house was too hot for to stay.I felt trapped and grounded. Since the first accusation broke out and Mr. Devon advised not to show up at my
IVYAfter leaving Mark’s house, I didn’t feel horrible for what I did. I thought I was going to feel like shit,, because deep down, I knew that I had said too much, revealed too much, but I couldn’t help myself.I couldn’t control myself.I was controlled by grief and the desire to ruin something. The look of hurt and betrayal on Mark’s face when I revealed everything to him made me mildly satisfied, especially the part about Vector. He would never have thought that his own best friend was stealing from him.That was enough to ruin whatever friendship was going on between them, and it made me slightly relieved, because that way, their plan to prevent Mark from suffering for what he did would be destroyed. More than ever before, I wanted Mark to pay dearly for taking Oscar away from me.I was still worried about Oscar’s funeral and how he would get something befitting, like a good funeral where I would be there with flowers. He didn’t have friends, and I had no idea about his family,
MARK“We lived by your money, Mark. We were in love, and I took care of Oscar with your money,” Ivy continued with confidence. It was as though something had been let loose in her and she couldn’t hold herself back. She continued talking without control and care as to whether or not her words were hurtful to me. Something in her had snapped, and she couldn’t help herself.I couldn’t control the level of hurt that cut through my heart as she continued to spill what I had no idea about. “I could have lived happily ever after with Oscar,” she said and broke into sobs.“You would have been happy with someone who wanted Alexa so badly that he wanted to hurt her?” I asked Ivy.This just didn’t make sense to me any longer.“He didn’t love Alexa! He was only after her for her money, but you ended up killing him and asking your friend to cover up for you,” Ivy yelled.I shook my head pitifully. No matter the turn of event, I would always be grateful that this happened, because I would never
MARKIvy looked angrier and more dangerous than she had been at the station earlier in the day. When I got informed that she wanted to be let in, I was skeptical for a minute, because I couldn’t understand what she was doing here at this time of the night.She didn’t look normal, and it was worrisome.However, before she walked into my living room, I decided to keep record of the conversation.I had played the fool long enough, and it was a visit like this that landed me in this current situation. I wanted to not just be careful, but also smart. Vector’s life and freedom depended on it.Right now, I needed every evidence that I could gather, and also, if Ivy decided to try anything funny or pull a stunt, it would be on record. That would even give us some evidence to prove that she was mentally unstable.Nevertheless, it didn’t stop me from feeling hurt and betrayed all over again at the sight of her.“If you are not going to respond to the question I just asked, then I suggest you l
IVYMy blood surged with so much anger and pain when I watched Alexa’s documentation on the internet, and worse, she had so many people already watching it.Every viewer was asking her to make more documentary videos. They wanted more. They loved what they were seeing. They could not get enough of Alexa Silver, the men fashion stylist who recently just got into business and is already taking the lead.It was almost as though Alexa was taking the spotlight from the pop-star. Wasn’t she supposed to be in the background and non-existent? I could not contain my anger and jealousy. I grabbed my pillow and screamed into it, almost tearing it apart with my teeth.“Who the fuck does she think she is?” I asked myself angrily.I dumped my phone and paced around. Years back, I could proudly and happily stick my tongue out at Alexa, because I got the man her father wanted to pitch to her. It was me Mark Ronaldo met first, liked, and asked out on a date, and not Alexa, the golden daughter of Mr.