LOGINThe drive to Alex's residence was a peaceful, reflective one. My anxious thoughts were eased by the mellow sound of the engine and the flickering city lights outside. I was safe, and that gave me peace. However, doubts persisted. How could Alex have known that I was outside on my own, vulnerable? I didn't remember him from my wedding. I was astounded by the compound's grandeur as soon as we got to his house. Encircled by towering trees and perfectly trimmed lawns, the expansive estate covered several acres. Warm lighting glistened on the main house, a gorgeous modern villa.
Alex noticed my awe. "Do you like the compound?" he asked, a hint of pride in his voice.I managed a weak smile, still reeling from the day's events. I was in complete awe of the lavish interior. The opulent atmosphere was enhanced by the marble floors, tall ceilings, and tasteful furniture. I sunk into a luxurious sofa as Alex motioned for me to sit. He went into the kitchen and came out a little later carrying a glass of cold water. He enquired, "What happened at the wedding?" as I was sipping. He spoke in a kind, friendly tone. I hesitated and froze. However, something about Alex's sympathetic stare calmed me down. I spilt my guts, telling about Henry's unexpected arrival, the charge, and the devastating fallout. With a non-readable expression, Alex listened intently. He got up and said, "I'm going to bed," when I was done. I'll give you the guest room. I felt a wave of disappointment. I had a feeling he wouldn't trust me. With tears in my eyes, I said, "I knew you wouldn't believe me." Alex's face became less serious. "Goodnight," he replied in a quiet, comforting voice. I wiped my eyes so that no tears would come. I chose to stay in the sitting room, where there was a soothing silence, even though Alex offered me a cosy room. Sleep escaped me as the night went on. Thoughts of getting out of town and away from the anguish raced through my head. I would begin over tomorrow. I woke up from my sleep to see the sun painting the sky in shades of pink and gold. I was filled with perplexity and panic as I relived the events of the day before. Resolved to get away from the chaos that had taken over my life, I made the decision to depart without saying goodbye. I skirted Alex's bodyguards who were standing guard at the doors and tiptoed out of the house. I felt energised by the chilly morning air, which was a welcome change from the stuffy atmosphere I had been stuck in. A mixture of fear and anticipation hammered in my heart as I made my way to the gate. I hurried to my own house as soon as I was outside, trying to think of a way out. I asked my gatekeeper to call our housekeeper as soon as I arrived, and all I asked for was my credit card and phone. With a worried expression on her face, the housekeeper emerged. With pity in her eyes, she gave me the necessary items. "Thank you," I murmured as appreciation welled up inside of me. I quickly switched on my phone and called Sallie after gathering my belongings. The soothing voice of my closest buddy came back, a ray of light among the shadows. "Hey, girl! What's up?" she asked, her cheerful tone a stark contrast to my own.But my voice cracked, betraying my emotions. "Sallie...I need you," I stammered, tears threatening to spill over. "Where are you? I'll come get you," Sallie urged, her voice filled with concern. "No...I'll come to you. I'll catch a flight," I replied, my voice trembling. "Okay, hurry. I'll be waiting," Sallie said, her voice filled with determination. Rushing to the airport, I boarded the first available flight to Sallie's city. As the plane soared through the sky, my anxiety began to dissipate, replaced by a glimmer of hope. Upon landing, I called Sallie to guide me to her place. "Hey, I'm here. Can't wait to see you," she said, her voice filled with excitement. But she couldn't pick me up; she was at work. "Don't worry, grab a cab. I'll give you directions," she replied. A sleek taxi awaited outside, its driver a friendly man with a warm smile. "Welcome, miss," he said. "Where to?" I provided Sallie's address, and he nodded, his eyes scanning the road ahead.As we drove, fatigue overwhelmed me. The cabbie offered me water, which I gratefully accepted. Minutes passed, and my eyelids drooped. Suddenly, I became dizzy but darkness claimed me. Waking up, I felt like I was being hit on the head. But that wasn’t my problem - as I looked around I realized I was alone, disoriented, and frightened. My phone and credit card were gone. Panic gripped me as I realized I was stranded in a strange city, alone and vulnerable. What was happening ? Was seeking refuge with Sallie a bad idea ? How would I start anew ?The meeting with the Wilsons was successful. I was now one step closer to executing my scheme- taking what's mine, Eric. Things would be okay, and go as planned. As long as Olivia doesn’t show her ugly face here. No wait! thats my face too. What mattered to me the most was having Eric.Men were like locks. Complicated at first glance, but with the right keys, they click open. Eric Wilson was no exception. He only thought he was untouchable. He thought his power, his wealth, his carefully guarded pride made him invincible. But pride is nothing but glass, and loneliness will always find a way to crack it.And Eric was lonely. I could tell.I
*****Back at home:I walked in on my parents having a conversation about Olivia. I watched them secretly as they paced around. Hadn’t she been the reason the Summers lost everything? The news was, Olivia had now left the city after being disowned. That wasn’t enough for me- being disowned, leaving the city. I wanted her out of this earth. Fortunately for me , she gave me the perfect opportunity to keep her out of sight. As long as she wasn’t in this city, i could manage.I let out a huge breathe, preparing to enter the living room. “Olivia again?”, I sulked. “Shouldn’t we be discussing about how to make the marriage continue?”“What exactly is there to continue? She didn’t abscond, she had a scandal…. right after her wedding… on he
Alex didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. The weight of his presence was enough. The men muttered under their breath, running into the dark for the fear of being caught. This was strange, Alex came alone and was clearly outnumbered, but they still fled.“Seems like you’re a big shot around here”, I said, impulsively. I hated the way relief flooded my chest. I hated that once again, it was him who had saved me. For the third time in a row. He stepped into the alley slowly, fixing his gaze on me.“I told you, Olivia. Pride won’t keep you safe.” He said quietly , squatting in front of me.He was right. Pride won’t keep me safe. I wasn’t thinking about protesting
I turned to take my leave. A part of me wanted Alex to stop me. As i walked to the front door, i had the urge to take back my words at the last minute. My chest was heavy, and yet, i refused to look back. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction he wanted. Not after the final answer i gave to him. I held the strap of my bag tighter and pushed the front door open, the morning air hit me with a rush of cold that prickled my skin. I was going back to the streets. I didn’t know where I was going, all I knew was that I couldn’t stay. Not in his house. Not with him watching me like some puzzle he already knew how to solve.I walked slowly as if, expecting something. Alex didn’t call out. He didn’t follow. That, more than anything, bruised my ego badly.“Good,” I muttered under my breath as i stepped onto the quiet street. “Stay in your perfect little palace, Alex Wilson. I don’t need you. Not now, not ever”. I sulked.The city was already awake, bustling with the rhythm of ordinary lives. People
The words dropped between us like a bomb. For a moment, I simply stared at Alex,I was sure i had misheard. Then a sharp, incredulous laugh escaped my lips.“You can’t be serious.”“I’m dead serious.” His tone carried no humor yet no hesitation.“You’ve lost your mind.” I shook my head, backing away as though distance might undo the ridiculous statement i had just heard. “I came here because you offered me a place to stay for one night and not to be trapped in one of your twisted games,” I paused, “You do know the failed marriage you talked about is between i and your younger brother, what would your family say?”“This isn’t a game,” Alex said, stepping closer, his voice was st
The faint glow of the morning crept through the wide windows, spilling across the living room where i laid. I didn’t mean to fall asleep, at least not in his house. I recalled him offering me a room to lay my head. I remembered declining, wanting to prove a point that my stay was temporary- just for the night. I sighed deeply, sitting upright. The scent of freshly brewed coffee caught my attention. For a moment i forgot where i was. Hmm, fresh air. My world was noisy and this place, there was this unnerving quietness that only wealth could afford. Then the memory hit me like a stone- the robbery, Alex rescuing me, and my own defiant words- just tonight.I pushed the blanket aside quickly, as if rejecting the comfort would undo my slip of weakness. I rose from the couch, brushing my hair out of my face while







