- The next morning -
The old mansion: Trey finished his breakfast and left for work. On the way to the office, his cell phone started ringing; he checked the caller ID to see Valerieâs name, and a tender smile graced his lips. âValerie, what's wrong?â He asked. âIâve missed you; I want to see you,â Valerie said in her sweet, gentle voice. Trey smiled and told her heâd come and pick her up in half an hour. He asked his driver to change routes to Valerieâs apartment. After ending the call, he called his private secretary and canceled all his appointments till the afternoon and asked her to book a suite at the LEISUREQ hotel and send him the details. 30 minutes later, his car was parked inside the parking lot of Valerieâs apartment. In a few minutes, she came walking out of the elevator. Treyâs bodyguard opened the car for her. âThank you,â Valerie said, entering the car. Trey scowled angrily. âWhat happened?â Valerie asked, noticing Treyâs expression. "Nothing,â he answered dismissively, making a mental note to teach that bodyguard a lesson for smiling and admiring his girlfriend. The car stops at the Leisureq hotel underground parking lot within 30 minutes later. Leisureq Hotel is one of the many hotels owned by Trey. But he decided on a regular suite today to avoid news spreading of him taking a mistress to his penthouse. Yeah, as much as it angered him, he couldnât deny the fact that his grandfather, parents, and everyone in Pearl City knew of his marriage. Trey helps Valerie out, and they walk into the hotel through the private door into the lobby. As they were halfway to the elevator, Valerie tripped. Trey quickly caught her, and with a hand around her waist, he helped her to the elevator as they both smiled at each other. When the elevator door closed, he immediately carried Valerie in a bridal style. On reaching their suite, he headed straight to the bedroom and sat her on the bed. It had been a week since they last saw each other; he was dying to taste her lips. But he has to attend to her sprained ankle first. He stood up to go and get an ointment to apply to her ankle after he massaged it, but Valerie held onto his hand, stopping him. âI want you, Trey. I want you to make love to me, please. Weâve been dating for 4 years now. Why wonât you make love to me? Don't you love me?â Valerie asked with despair visible in her eyes. Trey watched as Valerie kept biting her lower lip; he had to stop himself from reaching out to pull her lip out of her teeth. âI love you very much, Valerie.â He lowered his head to her, then took her lips in his as they shared a passionate kiss. He pushed her gently onto the bed. âI need you, Valerie.â He murmured into her mouth as his hand cupped her breast, kneading it, while his other hand caressed her hips, moving down towards her thigh, but halted abruptly when he heard Lisaâs frail voice. He hurriedly sat up. âWhat the fuck was she doing here? He didnât want her to know he was still with Valerie yet. He wanted to divorce her before coming to light about their relationship.â Everything unfolds so quickly that Lisa slaps him, which he weirdly finds amusing. But then she laid her hand on Valerie; even though he had promised Valerie to never hurt her cousin when they were little, he couldnât watch Lisa hurt his love again; he didnât mind when she slapped him, but Valerie, he couldnât just let it slide; before he knew it, he slapped her out of reflex. But this foolish and breathtaking woman just wouldnât stop and slapped his woman once again. He has to teach her not to mess with him. So he ended up pushing her aside, and his heart painfully ached; both times he laid his hand on Lisa but feigned nonchalance. When he could no longer stand the intense pang her tears were causing his heart, he decided to leave, or he would go crazy. So he walked away with Valerie. He took Valerie back to her apartment and apologized to her about what happened with Lisa. âDonât worry about what happened; Iâve already given her the divorce papers to sign. Soon I will be waking up to your beautiful face every morning.â He said and kissed her passionately. âI love you,â Valerie sweetly said. âI love you..." Trey replied; she smiled and got out of the car, walking towards the elevator. She turned and waved at Trey sweetly. Trey smiled back at her, then turned ahead and straightened up in the seat, fitting his suit. âTo the office,â Trey said, his tone back to its usual coldness. âYes, sir.â -/GOLDEN HEIGHTS CORPORATION/- Trey stared at his laptop as his secretary, Lucy, explained the presentation for a project to him. But the sound of his phone ringing interrupted him. âBreak for lunch,â he said, dismissing her. âThank you, sir,â Lucy said, walking out of the office. âNathan? What do you want?â He said the moment he connected the call. âI donât only call you when I need help, dude.â Nathan chuckled. âOkay, so why did you call?â Trey questioned. âLet's have lunch; I already invited Kelvin,â Nathan said. "Okay. Let's meet at the Trixmax in 15 minutes then.â Trey said, hanging up the call. Trixmax is his favorite restaurant; their menu has the best foods. He used to take Lisa but stopped when he and Valerie made up. He arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes later. He instructed his men to stand back and went in. Trey is a fierce man who can take down 20 men at a time; he doesnât need his bodyguards following him wherever he goes, but his grandfather declined his decision. âYou donât know when an enemy will attack.â Heâll say. Trey joined his friends at their table. They ordered, and the food and wine were delivered. They ate and talked about business strategies, stock prices, investments, and projects they should invest in. Just then he heard, âLisa...?â His friend Nathan called. He paused and listened, in case his earring was wrong. âNathan...â He heard her voice speak; sheâs indeed here. Trey smiled, stunned by his own emotions. But his mood changed when he heard her say. âIf I knew it was you guys, I would not have approached.â âThat phrase. How dare she say that?â he thought angrily. Lisa belongs to him, so long as heâs still her husband. He stared at her angrily. He retained his anger and focused on their conversation. But when Lisa said, âThere are situations she would rather avoid,â and she was glad to see Kelvin and Nathan but not him!? He knew her words were meant for him, and yes, it did hurt him. So he retorted back to make her know just how her words hurt him. Even though she was looking awesomely tempting right now. âYou have 5 days left to sign the papers and...â âIâve already signed it, and I marked out the alimony. I donât need your money, Trey. I married you not because of your money,â she sighed. âI married you because I love you.â âI donât love you, Lisa." He said it to spite her, but her immediate answer made his heart skip a beat. âSame here; I used to love you, but I donât anymore; all I feel for you is pure hatred, nothing else.â When she said that with her tiny mouth, it took every fiber in Trey to not stand up and carry her home and fuck her till she could not walk the next morning. âWhat the heck is wrong with him? Is he regretting letting her go? He hates Lisa. Itâs Valerie he loves. He should be happy; he's finally rid himself of Lisa.â He thought. âTrey⊠Does that mean you guys are divorced? She already signed it?â Kelvin asked. âAnd you were a witness,â Trey answered sarcastically. His heart was on the verge of bursting out of his chest. âDude, Why didnât you talk to us about it? You sure you want to let her go? Lisa is a one in a million; if you lose her, it would be hard to find someone like her.â Nathan adviced âYeah, you better think twice before letting go of such a woman, like Lisa,â Kelvin added. Already, Trey was contemplating whether to run after Lisa or let her go. âFuck!â He cursed hoarsely as realization dawned on him. As much as he hated Lisa, his body always had a strong reaction to her; he could make love with her, unlike Valerie, and even though he always denied it, he always enjoyed every fucking moment, a strange nostalgia he found weird. Letting Lisa go would mean him going back to his old ways, one he quit when he had intimacy with Lisa. But listening to his confidants now, he was sure he wants Lisa in his life; fuck all revenge. He quickly stood up and ran out of the restaurant. His bodyguards at the door, upon noticing their boss, became alert. "Boss,â they said in unison, staring at their boss in confusion. âWhere is she?!â He growled, looking around the parking lot. âWhereâs Lisa!!?â âSir? Madam left a few minutes ago. She also left home early at dawn with her bags for her old apartment.â Brad explained. âWhy didnât you fucking stop her!!?â Trey barked. âSir...? You... asked her to leave,â Brad said, dumbfounded by his boss's question. Trey passes his hand roughly through his hair and instructed. âGo bring her back home, and do it right this instant!â Trey roared in a domineering tone, making Brad and his colleagues shiver. After that, he strode to his car, entered the driverâs seat, and sped off, ignoring the calls of his friends, driver, and bodyguards.Alan was panicking when he saw the person he least expected walked into the banquet hall. She exuded confidence with each step she took as if she owned the entire place. Agatha Reigns. Before he realized it, he was marching towards her and grabbed her neck the moment he reached her. A gasp erupts in the hall due to his aggressive behavior. âWhere is she?!â he demanded in a growl, his eyes fierce. However, Agatha was far from being intimidated; if she felt something, then it was pleasure. She leans into Alan's body, rubbing herself against him, her eyes rolling back as she smirks seductively at him. âGosh⊠If only you knew what you're doing to me⊠being all manly. Alan I've missed you so much⊠Please kiss me as you strangle me harder!â She whimpered as Alan's grip on her neck tightened, and tears of pleasure escaped the corners of her eyes. âYou crazy woman.â Alan cussed, pushing her away, but not so harshly that she would fall, when he realized she was enjoying what he was doi
~~~ When the president spotted Trey and his family approaching, he greeted them with an air of authority. Craig stood up, taking Michelleâs hand and leading her forward as if presenting her to royalty. âMr. President,â Trey said, extending his hand with a practiced smile. âMr. Collins. Glad to see you,â the president responded, shaking Trey's hand with a firm grip that spoke of years in leadership. âSame here,â Trey replied, gesturing towards Martina. âYouâve already met my wife, Martina Collins.â âYes,â the president nodded as he and Martina exchanged formalities. The introduction went on; Craig and Michelle were introduced, and after that, Luis and Michelle exchanged formalities. Luis acted as if it was his first time meeting Michelle. Trey and Martina were astonished. They couldn't believe Luis was the same person who had his eyes fixated on Michelle throughout the entire event. Even Michelle herself felt something was amiss with Luis' attitude. She couldn't help but wonder
âMichelle?â Alan called Michelle's name again, this time taking her hand in his when she didn't react to his earlier question.âAlan⊠I⊠I'm fine.â Michelle murmured, her eyes pulling away from Luis as she looked at Alan's face with a soft smile.Alan didn't believe her, seeing how pale she was looking and the slight tremor in her body, but he nodded, placing a hand at her back and leading her to their table.Luis watched the exchange and felt like destroying the world with his bare hands. His eyes were feral as they fixed on Alanâs hand, which was placed behind Michelle's lower back.At that moment, the urge to chop someone's hands off has never been so consuming.âLuis?â Martina patted Luis. âAre you alright?â she questioned, worry lines etched on her face.âI've never been.â Luis replied, his eyes emotionless, but he couldn't fool his parents. Martina looked at Trey's face.Luis smirked, gulping the wine in one big gulp.He reached for a wine bottle on their table, pouring himself
âWhat's wrong?â Alan asked, his expression calm and neutral, even though his thoughts were swirling with questions and doubts, and seeing the look of panic and hesitation in Michelle's beautiful eyes wasn't helping. He was a man, and even if they still were in the trial period of working on their marriage, the thought of Michelle seeing another man felt like a sword had penetrated his heart. âUm. It turned out I really can't put on the gown without help. And I was checking if a maid was around. AndâŠâ Michelle was saying but Alan cut her off. âI can help out, if you don't mind.â Alan offered, his face unreadable. âOh. Right.â Michelle murmured with a weird laugh. âYes. Sure. I don't mind.â She lied. She minds very much. She's not ready yet; she's almost naked with her zipper down. Alan will see everything. The lingerie. This is embarrassing. At this thought, Michelle decided to turn the lights out when she has sex with Alan. She was still self-conscious. Luis was the
Michelle walked out of the bathroom after a soothing and refreshing bath. She walked out in her bathrobe, with a towel draped around her hair. Her eyes moved to the set of lingerie on her bed, and she sighed. âAlan is handsome, caring, and loves Mitchell like he was his. And he loves me. I won't regret my decision tonight. He deserves my love.â Michelle murmured in an assuring voice, which sounded more like she was trying to convince herself. She slipped on the lingerie as she looked at herself in the mirror. However, a shiver ran down her spine when Luis appeared in the mirror. He stood towering behind her, his face buried in the crook of her neck, planting wet kisses, his haggard breath pricking her skin and awakening goosebumps all over her. âLuisâŠâ she gasped with wide eyes. âHow are youâŠhere?â she trails off when Luis looks up. His piercing dark orbs take in her appearance. At the scrutiny of his gaze, Michelle felt an aching throb deep between her inner thighs. âDid you
Inside Lucy's ward, Diego had a damp towel in his arms as he gently wiped the sweat on Lucy's forehead.The door was pushed open, and the doctor entered just as she opened her eyes.âMy love, how are you feeling?â Diego asked, cupping her cheek.âLucia, howâs my baby doing?â Lucy asked, sitting up, her heart racing with anxiety as she recalled the reason she had fainted. Diego sighed heavily and replied,âShe's fine; I left her ward just a few minutes ago.â Lucy nodded, heaving a breath she didn't know she was holding, but then, she saw the worried look in her husband's eyes and demanded,âWhat's wrong? Why do you look like that?â Diego took her hand in his but didn't answer her as he turned to the doctor and questioned, âHow's my wife?â He wanted to know how Lucy was doing before he told her Martina knows Lucia is her daughter, and this time, they have to let her go.The doctor stepped forward and announced with a smile,âCongratulations, Mr. And Mrs. Gracia, you're going to become