Victor“Why are you helping me out of nowhere, Victor? Have we met before? I mean, maybe there was a time that I stood you up and now you want revenge?”“What? You’ve suddenly lost your voice now? Come on, just tell me the truth? What’s your real motive behind all this you’re doing?” “Why are you helping me, Victor??”“Can you please come in and let’s talk about this?” I finally found my voice after minutes of just staring blankly at her. She glared at me for some seconds before dashing past me. I locked the door and then went to join her. She was too angry to sit so she stood up, her hands gripping her waist tightly while she glared at me.“You need to relax, Freya. You already know why I’m doing this, I have no other motive.” She smirked and then retorted, “ohh really, why didn’t you tell me about Stacey then? Or that we had a blind date where I stood you up and you wanted revenge? Is that what this is about? Revenge?” “Of course yes! We are doing this to revenge for you! About
FreyaI hopped in the backseat while Victor closed the door and waved me goodbye. I kept staring in the side mirror, watching him stuck to the same spot, watching till the car was out of his sight.“Do you know my place?” I finally looked away from the mirror.“Yes ma’am.” The driver replied, while I then relaxed and enjoyed the ride.It felt nice to be rightly pampered by a man who knows what I want without even having to say a word. He knew I wasn’t in the right mood to drive, and then insisted I get help instead. Dennis would never do that. He would have just nodded and watched me drive home tired. The only time he puts pressure is in bed. Once he is horny, he suddenly becomes a caring man.“Urghhh…” I shrugged as we pulled into the front of the house.The driver hopped down and got the door for me, making me smile.“Thank you…”“Anderson! It’s Anderson ma’am!” He chimed in.“Thank you, Anderson. How will you get back to the house now? Why don’t you take the car, and I’ll send some
Sonia“Let’s go to our room, babe! We can eat later.” I turned to Jeff and let out.He called me the moment his plane landed, and I rushed over to our private suite. He got it specially for our meeting since I wasn’t comfortable meeting at the hotel. Anyone could see us there, people like Dennis…We got in the elevator, and he was talking about ordering our dinner, but I wasn’t in for that. I had other things in mind. Naughty thing.He punched some buttons on the wall and in seconds, the door opened, and we stepped into the huge luxurious room.Jeff grabbed me from the back while I let out a squeaky laugh when he went on to grab my neck and started to kiss me. He pushed me against the back of the sofa, which I carefully leaned over for balance.His tongue was deep in my throat while he pulled up my dress in a hurry and his fingers found their way inside my pu*sy.I let out a soft moan, as I wasn’t expecting that, but I liked it and enjoyed it.Jeff was different this night, he was bein
Sonia“That’s my heir growing inside of you, and I’m going to take responsibility for it so you have nothing to worry about.” He said and then stood up to kiss me.I smiled lightly, curving my lips like I wasn’t fully convinced yet.“What is it? You look like you still have some things on your mind. Don’t tell me you’re doubting me, are you?” He quizzed while I threw my shoulders up.“Honestly, I don’t know what to think. We haven’t even been together that long, and you know… you’re…”“Rich? Is that what you’re worried about? My wealth? Status?” He pressed further while I nodded slowly.“So what? You’d prefer it if I weren’t rich. How then would I be able to take care of you and the baby?” “That’s not what I mean, Jeff. Of course, I’m glad you’re rich. It’s just that we’re on different levels, and I’m not sure if I fit in your world. I know how messy it gets when the family gets to know… and then the public? They are going to eat me alive. I’m just so confused, I don’t know what to d
SoniaI woke up to Jeff’s gentle kiss on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and saw him close to me and staring sweetly into my eyes.“Morning, beautiful…” he let out gently while I pushed out a blush.“Good morning, handsome.” I replied.He grabbed my hand and started rubbing my ring finger. I looked at him, smiling and wondering what was happening.“What is it? What’s on your mind?” I finally asked.“Marry me, Sonia. I want you all to myself, I want to be able to call you mine confidently.” He let out.“But I am yours already, and you can call me yours confidently.” I smiled when I saw the look on his face. I had thought I could smartly change the topic and avoid his question, but he seemed to have caught on my trick.“I will marry you, Jeff. After the baby comes, ask me again, and I won’t hesitate to say yes.” He smiled when I said this and then kissed me.He turned to the side, grabbed his phone and then passed it to me.“My agent got back to me this morning with some available h
Victor“Get me some coffee, Tasha.” I said to my housekeeper, who nodded immediately and walked away.I crashed into the sofa and started scrolling through my phone. I had taken some pictures of Freya when she wasn’t looking, but she later caught me though. She asked me to delete them but seeing the way she blushed, I knew her heart wanted something else.I didn’t delete them and even begged her to take a few more. She only posed for a picture and I didn’t want to seem too much so I let her be.After my driver took her home, I stared at the picture before hopping into my car and coming home too.Ever since then, I have been stuck on those pictures. I stare at them every five minutes, smile and imagine things in my head.“Here, Sir.” Tacha said as she laid the tray on the table and left.I took a few sips before my mind drifted back to thoughts of Freya. That was the first time in a long while that I felt that way about a woman.“What’s happening to you, Victor? Seems you’re in love?”
Freya“Heyy Stacey…” I let out as I dumped the grocery bags I was carrying on the counter.“How are you doing today? I've been meaning to call you since you left yesterday, but I've been really busy. I just kept going from a patient to the other till it skipped my mind. It was late in the night when I got home that I remembered, but I didn't want to call then. It was already late, and I thought you'd be sleeping already.” she explained while I put her on speaker, so I could sort out the groceries.“Ohhh… I actually wish I was sleeping then. Maybe I won't be going over this again like it's some fresh wound,” I retorted.“Whats the matter? Is it Dennis or Sonia? Talk to me, what's going on?” she pressed desperately.“Yesterday, when I left your place, I went to sort out some things with Victor, and we decided to go out for lunch afterward. It was so much fun and the time ran by very quickly. I got home and could you believe that Dennis was waiting to confront me!”“What??” she exclaimed
Dennis “Trust me, I thought she was only joking and trying to dare me. I never knew she was being serious until she called the security to walk me out.” I said to Sonia as I held the door open for her and then locked it once we were both inside. “That’s so odd, Freya isn’t someone who would do such, especially to you, her only true love.” She replied, and I found myself smiling at her last line. She was right though, Freya never failed to let me know at every opportunity how I was her only true love. “She’s too in love with you to ever think of chasing you out of the house.” She whined, but thinking about it, I realized Sonia was right too. How did a lover girl like Freya suddenly turn out to be a cold brat? “I really need to get inside her mind and know what’s happening. There has to be something that’s triggering her, and we need to get it out ASAP” Sonia let out and then immediately reached for her phone,Freya replied and, despite Sonia’s efforts to ask tricky questions, Frey
Victor The moment I stepped through the door and saw Freya rushing over to greet me, something inside me softened. No matter how long the day was or how much weight I carried on my shoulders, seeing her smile made it all worth it. I held out the flowers I picked up on the way home. It was nothing extravagant, just fresh white tulips she liked. Her eyes lit up once I handed it to her and she beamed with smiles, making my heart flutter even more.She buried her face in the bouquet, inhaling deeply, and I watched her like a man who had no business owning this much peace. "Thanks baby, it smells so amazing," she murmured.“You do too,” I said with a grin, and kissed her. Her lips were warm, soft, familiar.As I slipped off my jacket, she asked the question I knew was coming. “Any word from Nate?”I sighed. “Not yet. He’s still digging.”She nodded slowly, that glimmer in her eyes dimming just slightly.“Don’t worry, I trust him, huh?” I let out while she nodded slowly. I know she’s stil
Victor The moment I parked the car, I didn’t even wait for the engine to go off completely before I flung the door open and rushed out. My pulse was thudding like a war drum in my ears, my heart hammering harder than it should for someone who had been reassured over the phone that everything was fine. But how could I trust that? How could I trust that when my woman was just confronted in our home by a stranger with a veiled threat? And I wasn’t there.How the heck did they even know she’d be there? It’s not as if we live together, and we stay at her place more than we come to mine! I should have been more careful. I should have stayed at home today to look after her!The guilt chewed at my insides like acid as I unlocked the front door and stepped in. My ears were tuned for any strange sound, my eyes scanning everything. The house looked calm, too calm for the kind of emotional earthquake I was sure she must’ve endured.Then I caught a whiff of vanilla and chocolate and followed it t
VictorStacey and I got into the car and I drove off. Having her with me changed my routine a bit, usually while driving to work in the morning, it’s always silent, so I use the time to reflect on my thoughts and day ahead. With Stacey, it’s totally different. She was seated beside me, quiet at first, just scrolling through her phone and occasionally replying to emails or whatever it was doctors did before a long shift. I didn’t think much of it until I caught her stealing glances at me. Once. Twice. Then again. And again.At first, I chalked it up to coincidence. Maybe something was on my face. I rubbed my jaw subtly, checked the mirror, and even adjusted the rearview to make sure nothing weird was going on with my hair. Nothing.But then she did it again, this time, a full glance paired with this shy little smile before looking out the window like I hadn’t seen her. And to top it off? She blushed. I mean actually blushed.That was when I knew something was up.I kept my eyes on the
FreyaI woke up to the softest brush of lips against my forehead, a tender, lingering kiss that stirred me from sleep far more gently than any alarm ever could. My lashes fluttered open, and for a second, I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming. But then I saw him. Victor, sitting at the edge of the bed, fully dressed in a sleek dark suit, his tie perfectly knotted, and that boyish, heart-melting smile on his face.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he whispered, his hand lightly caressing my cheek.I smiled back at him, still feeling a little dazed from sleep, from everything that had happened the past few days. “You’re all dressed up,” I mumbled, stretching lazily beneath the covers. “What time is it?”“Almost eight,” he said, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. “I didn’t want to leave without seeing you awake first.”My heart squeezed at that. God, how did I ever get this lucky?I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and propped myself up slightly. “The court hearing...?” I asked, my voice stil
VictorMy fingers gripped the steering wheel so tight I thought it might snap off. Every mile I drove, every second I spent away from her, the anger in me only grew bigger, hotter. My mind wouldn’t stop flashing back to the way Freya looked lying unconscious on that hospital bed. She was so pale, so fragile.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, the loud crack of it echoing inside the car.“Son of a b*tch!” I roared.Dennis was going to pay. He wasn’t just going to lose in court. No, that was too easy. Too clean. I was going to break him.I sped the rest of the way to the villa, not even caring that I was pushing way past the speed limit. Let the cops try to stop me tonight, they wouldn’t be able to slow me down if they tried.When I pulled up, I killed the engine and climbed out, slamming the door so hard the whole car shook. I didn’t even bother to check my surroundings. I was past the point of caring.Inside, the low sound of music filled the air, the smell of expensive liq
FreyaI was starting to feel restless, lying there and staring at the ceiling like I had nothing better to do. Victor was taking too long and it got me worried that he didn’t know what he was doing in there. I was about going to meet him when the door creaked open. I lifted my head and then blinked again just to be sure I wasn’t hallucinating.Victor walked in... and right beside him, Stacey.“Stacey!” I gasped, my voice practically breaking with surprise and relief.Before I could even process it properly, she rushed over to the bed and threw her arms around me. The sweet scent of her cologne and the warmth of her hug almost made me cry. I missed her so much.“Careful!” Victor’s voice cut sharply across the room. I laughed into Stacey’s shoulder, pulling back slightly just to look at his ridiculously serious face.“She’s fine, Victor!” Stacey said, rolling her eyes as she squeezed me a little tighter to make her point.I shook my head fondly and looked up at him, mock pleading, “Plea
Victor I must’ve paced the same the hospital corridor at least a hundred times, maybe more. My feet had gone numb, my throat was dry from whispering every kind of silent prayer I could think of, and my mind… God, my mind was a mess. All I could see was her falling, all I could hear was the dull, lifeless thud of her body hitting the ground, and all I could feel was this suffocating panic sitting heavy on my chest.Just then, the double doors finally creaked open and I turned so fast my neck cracked. It was the doctor with his white coat and a calm face.I don’t even remember moving. I was just suddenly in front of him, my hands grabbing his in a desperate, reflexive gesture. “Is she okay?” My voice cracked. I didn’t even care how I looked. I would’ve begged on my knees if I had to. “Please tell me she’s okay. Please.”He blinked, a little startled by how tightly I was gripping his arms. “She’s fine, Mr. Victor. She’s perfectly fine now.”I swear the air came back into my lungs in a r
SoniaI stood there, completely still, even as the air around us felt like it was vibrating with tension. Marshall's voice echoed in my head long after he’d stopped talking, like someone had stamped his words into my skull with a branding iron.‘A video... a judge that doesn't tolerate abuse... no way out.’And Dennis? God, he looked like a damn ghost. He was pale, shaken and for once, speechless.I watched him, watched the slow crumbling of his ego, his plans, his fake sense of control. And that’s when it hit me.He’s finished. Like… really finished.It was written all over his face. I didn’t need a judge or a lawyer to confirm it. I’d seen that look before, on men who lost everything and had no idea how to claw their way back. That mix of disbelief and slow, dawning horror that they’d gambled with too much and lost it all.And just like that, everything in me snapped to attention.Because I might’ve been a lot of things, but I wasn’t stupid. And I sure as hell wasn’t going down with
DennisI stood there, frozen, the sounds around me swallowed up in this buzzing roar in my ears. I couldn’t even blink. My eyes were locked on the spot where she had fallen just moments ago.Victor had carried her away like she weighed nothing, like she meant everything.I hadn’t moved. Not when she collapsed. Not even when Victor gave me that look… the kind you only give someone you want to bury with your bare hands.I’d seen men like him lose control before. And for a second, I thought he would.I actually braced for it, his fist, his rage but it never came. He didn’t throw a punch. He didn’t say a word.He just held her like the world could fall apart and she was the only thing he wanted to save.And I was still standing there like some idiot villain in an expensive courtroom drama. The cameras were still rolling, people were whispering, and phones were up. I could feel their judgment crawling on my skin like ants.“She fell… I didn’t even touch her,” I mumbled, to no one in partic