You Want Me Back, Don't You?

“You must be shitting me!” Anaya cursed under her breath as she watched the spectacle on the billboard through her car’s windshield.

Her grip on the steering wheel tightened. She was barely able to hold in her anger and confusion.This had to be a prank. A very dangerous prank. Otherwise, why was her boyfriend, soon-to-be fiance, proposing to someone else in front of the entire world? 

No, she must be seeing things. There is no way Thomas was cheating on her!

As if it couldn’t get worse, Anaya squinted her eyes and recognized the lady to be Thomas’s supposed cousin. The same one he introduced to her about a month ago. He had informed her they were both working on a project which was why she never suspected each time he told her he was with his cousin.

Now, she realised that there was never a freaking project!

“This can’t be happening.” Anaya murmured under her breath, shaking her head slowly. “Wait, he was busying proposing to someone else when I was waiting for him to show up at his birthday party?”

She had been worried sick, thinking he had gotten into an accident or something, only for her to see this charade playing on the billboard. The headlines read “CEO of Edingard Entreprises and billionaire, Thomas Edingard, Proposes To His Heartthrob”

As soon as the red lights turned green, Anaya drove her car down the road heading towards only one direction–Thomas’s apartment.The moment she got to the luxurious building, she headed to the fifth floor where his flat was located. 

With anger, she punched the password to his apartment and rushed inside.

“Where are you, you bas-” Anaya’s display of anger fell short when she saw Thomas and his fake cousin, Sandra, in the living room.

The girl was straddling Thomas on the couch and they were both half naked, buried in each other’s faces. Thomas was the first to notice her and he pulled away.

“Anaya.” His voice was breathless from the passionate kiss he just had but there wasn’t a single remorse. Not even a tinge of guilt.

Anaya swept her eyes over the living room. There were balloons over the place with a half-eaten cake on the coffee table. 

“So, you were having your own party here while I was waiting hours for you?” Tears threatened to slip out of Anaya’s eyes but her anger overpowered any sadness.

“What is the meaning of this, Thomas?” She glared at him as Sandra jumped off his lap, adjusting her mini skirt to cover whatever decency she had left.

Anaya clenched her fists when she noticed the big ass diamond ring sitting on Sandra’s finger.

“What exactly, Anaya?” Thomas rose to his feet, his golden hair glowing under the light.

“Are you being serious?” Anaya hissed. “The proposal? This?! Is this supposed to be some kind of joke, Thomas?” 

“Rest assured, Anaya, it’s not.” Thomas deadpanned, his stoic face sending chills down her spine. “I wanted to break the news to you tomorrow before the headlines got out. But the reporters were much faster.” 

“Let me introduce to you, my lovely fiancee, Sandra Melric.” Thomas wrapped his arm around Sandra, planting a kiss on her forehead.

“And me? Us? What we shared for five freaking years? What happened to all of that?” Anaya gritted out, her body heating up with fury.

“I was simply having fun, Ana. And when my company was almost ruined, you came in like a knight in shining armour. Offering me the power of attorney was the only reason I stayed with you longer than I wished.” Thomas scoffed.

“Now that my company is back up and everyone is singing my praises for managing the situation brilliantly, I have nothing more to do with you.”

“I gave you everything, Thomas. My family’s wealth, our partners and contacts. I did all that because I loved you and I believed you did as well.” Tears dropped from Anaya’s eyes and she didn’t bother to hide her pain and desperation.

“Well, I never asked you to do that, did I?” Thomas laughed and Sandra chuckled next to him. “Besides, you were too clingy for my liking. Bitch couldn’t stay two days without calling me.” 

Unable to control her anger, Anaya grabbed the cake on the table and threw it at Thomas. Unfortunately, he escaped the attack narrowly and the cake landed on the wall behind him. 

“What the hell is wrong with you, Anaya?!” Thomas yelled, his eyes shooting daggers at her.

“You think you’ve won, huh? You think this is the end?” Anaya chuckled darkly. “Just wait and see, Thomas. I will pay you back in ten folds.” 

“Are you threatening me?” 

“Nah, it’s a fucking promise, you bastard!” 

With that, she turned to leave the apartment. Knowing there was no way she was going to fall asleep sober, she headed straight to the nearest bar.

An hour later, she was already drunk. Her phone was tucked away in her purse because of the incessant notifications from different business blogs. All of which were congratulating her boyfriend–ex-boyfriend–on his engagement.

Being the sole heiress to her late parents’ company, Robinson Empire, Anaya had given Thomas power of attorney when his company was going bankrupt. She did it because she loved him and saw him as her future husband.

But he had shown his true colors today that he was nothing but a backstabber and a remorseless cheat.

“Hey there, pretty.” 

Anaya jumped up when she felt a lewd hand snake up her waist from behind. She turned around only to be hit with a disgusting liquor-filled breath.

“Get your hands off me, big man!” Anaya pushed the drunkard away but he was resilient.

“Oh, don’t play hard to get now. I can soothe your pain more than the alcohol in your body.” He breathed heavily close to her ears and Anaya grimaced with disgust.

“I said-”

“She said stop!” A deep voice cut her off, echoing from behind. It was laced with the promise of a potent threat. Anaya turned to the bulky man with stormy eyes. Somehow, she felt comforted by his mere presence.