LOGINAll through the night, sleep was far away from me. Immediately the sun rose in the sky, I packed my things, not leaving a single one behind, and started out of the house.
Jacob had not come home last night, obviously he had spent the night with Ella. But I refused to let it bother me now, after all, she was the one he had loved from the start. Dragging my suitcases down the stairs, my phone beeped, coming alive with a message. My heart clenched as I saw the name "Ella" on the screen. [I hope you know now that you have been nothing but an obstacle in Jacob and I relationship. Do the needful without delay.] I scoffed, feeling anger rise in my blood. How dare she order me to leave my own husband for her? If only she knew how much I wanted to be done with him myself. I didn't spare her text a second glance before shoving my phone down my bag. I could only hope that Jacob would show up at court, because if he didn't, then I would have no choice than to release the video of him and Ella. And he probably knew how much damage that would cause for him. As I had suspected, Jacob showed up at court. Jaws clenched and expression stern. He wore a mask of frown, not even glancing towards me as he arrived hours later than expected. But I could see through that veil he had put up, the way his breath was uneven, his fist that clenched at his side. He had not expected me to drag things out for this long, he thought it was all a bluff, but after my text this morning letting him know I was not a joker, he just had to show. He finally walked towards me, a storm rising in those calm blue eyes. "Do you have any idea what you are doing?" His voice was gentle, unlike the monster that came at me last night. "If you hadn't been so obsessed with me, none of this would have happened." His voice was laced with defeat in contrast with the storm that burnt in his eyes. He was trying to manipulate me. I almost scoffed a laugh. It hurt my pride to know that this had been plotted before we even got married and I was no more than a puppet in his eyes. "It's too late for all your tricks Jacob," as softly as the words left my mouth, i felt my heart drowning. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't started sleeping with my sister." Those words left a bitter taste in my mouth. I managed to keep myself together. Taking out the documents, I placed them between us and held out a pen for him. He stared at me, reluctant to take the pen. "If you don't sign these papers right now, I swear I'll post that video. I'm not bluffing and you know that." I kept my voice firm, hiding how much I trembled on the inside. His hands clenched, teeth gritted in anger. I felt my heart skip a beat, afraid he was going to find a way to ruin this one as well. He snatched the pen from me and drew his signature on the paper. Tossing the pen my way, he grumbled. "You will regret this Blaire. I promise." His tone was sharp, spilling with hate. "No man will ever want a used product like you, you will never find someone to love you. You will come crawling back to me, begging me to take you, then it will be too late." For the first time in five years, I felt a weight lift off my chest. My heart's burden had lightened. I smiled. "I don't need a man like you Jacob and I pray that we never cross paths again." His eyes beamed with surprise, his resolve wavering. Then a smirk formed on his lips, "Let's see how long you will last before you break." His words made me stiffen, wondering if they were true. To make things worse, he leaned in closer, "you know you have nothing, you depend wholly on me. How do you plan to survive?" His voice brushed against my skin as a soft whisper. Pulling away, the last thing I saw was his smug smile as I rushed out of the courthouse, desperate for a breather. But things only got worse. The bright blonde hair of Ella caught my eyes, her plum red lips spread into a smile as she saw me. "My darling," her voice haunted me. "I can't even begin to wonder how you must be feeling." I scoffed a laugh. "Isn't this what you always wanted?" She clicked her tongue as if offended, "my dear, I never wanted you to find out cause I know how fragile your little heart is. Mum did this, not me." My chest stuffed with anger, my blood boiled and every breath became a challenge. Before I even knew it, my hands swung at her face, hitting her hard enough to make her stumble. She stared at me, feeling the same way as myself. Disbelief. Shock. A hand suddenly gripped me by the forearm, spinning me backwards. A hard slap pressed against my face where I stood, teary eyed, I looked up to see my mother's face. "How dare you hit your sister? You useless brat! Are you trying to make her as ugly as you?!" She spat at my face. My eyes caught the sight of Jacob coming out of the courthouse, I could not let him see me this way. Without responding, I rushed into the cab waiting for me and gave him my best friend's address. After what seemed like an eternity, the cab arrived at her place and she was waiting outside for me. Jessica rushed towards me, arms opened and enveloping me in a bear hug. My tears stung at my eyes but I forced a smile to my face. It was over. Five whole years. Over.THIRD POV Ella dressed up and went to the address given to her by Damian. It was his house but it was a castle to her. Not as big as Blaire's house though. She stared in awe at every single thing she came across. How come Jacob was not this wealthy? "He is, he is just stingy." Damian said, answering the question she asked in her head. "Hmph?" She asked. "Jacob is probably not as wealthy as me, he depends on grandpa's money while I work for my own. But he is very rich and can afford to buy a house three times the cost of where you currently live without even feeling the money leave his account." He explained. Ella's eyes widened. "What?! How sure are you of this? Why would he hide his money from me then? You must be mistaken!" Damian smiled, knowing well that she believed every single word he had said. He continued, filling her lungs with the vile and disgusting taste of truth. "Do you ever wonder why the two of you are not married?" He asked her. "Because I haven't had a chil
THIRD POV Days had passed since Damian promised to find the man that had posted her video online and she was still yet to get a response from him. Her anxiety had drained along with every other emotion inside her. She laid on her bed, yet another lonely night under the roof of her fiance's house. She leisurely scrolled through her phone for anything to help lighten her mood. She didn't want to go to the club again, the fear of being manipulated yet again kept her bound to the walls of her house. "What the...?" She was startled by the picture she came across. The first thing that made her click on the image was the fact that Blaire was celebrating a successful sale and she knew that stores only did that if the sale was huge. She decided to check the image to judge the amount her half sister would have made based on the looks of the person but then she stumbled upon something shocking. The mouse she had been relentlessly chasing was sitting in the palm of her hands. "That bloody
THIRD POV Ella was scrolling through her phone, soaking up in her bath tub. The memories of what had happened the night before was beyond her grasp but she didn't seem to mind any longer. She let out a laugh at the video of a dog playing. Another video came along and she skipped it. It was a disturbing content. But something made her scroll back to the video, maybe the fact that the sight of it brought back a fragment of what had happened the night before. She clicked the video and watched it. The face of the woman was blurred but it didn't take long for her to realize she was the one. The man hidden behind the camera was laughing hauntingly while playing with her nipples and exposed breasts. What made her even more shocked was the sound of her own laughter. The entire video was about an hour plus long and she didn't even want to think about the things he did to her body. Playing with her clit with his dick but never thrusting in. Fucking her mouth and coming all over her face.
I could barely get any sleep all through the night after what Jessica said to me. I didn't know she felt that way about me! All this while, I thought she saw me as no more than a burden and I was so consumed by that thought that I kept trying to drive her away, not knowing what she was actually feeling. She slept in my room last night and I decided to stay at home with her and Gemma today as well. She had taken a leave of absence from work and placed her manager in charge until she would deliver. She didn't want to sit around and do nothing, but her fiance's family had insisted she did nothing stressful. Not even work. They admired her so much because she was an independent woman and she wouldn't depend on Rowan to carry all the bills. Not that their son was incompetent, but she wouldn't be a blood sucking leech. I decided to take my mind off things by making lunch. Jessica and Gemma were together with the homeschool teacher. I chopped up some fruits to make a snack for them whil
THIRD POV Ella suddenly found herself feeling a little jittery. Such money would definitely call for something even bigger than sex. She told herself that whatever it was, it definitely would not be new to her. She smiled. "What do you want me to do?" Her brow arched. He let out a loud laugh and waved over the bartender. "Give us three of your best whiskeys. Whiskey is good for you right?" He asked Ella and she nodded her head. She wasn't sure she wanted to taste any more alcohol that night but she already accepted the money and she had no choice. So she could do nothing but simply nod. The bartender didn't waste any time before bringing back the bottles. She didn't know much about alcohol but she knew that those three bottles were worth millions. "Why don't you pour me a glass?" He asked her with a smug smirk on his face. "Which one?" She asked him. "A random bottle, I can drink any one." He responded. She rose from his lap and went to pour him a glass. Handing it to him, b
THIRD POV Ella was home alone, another boring day turned to night under the roof of Jacob's house. She didn't know what to do, she didn't want to meet with her mother or any fake friends. Her mind kept trailing back to the words Blaire had said to her. She wondered if Blaire had truly met her dad, she asked herself what she talked about, did they mention her name? She couldn't get all those questions out of her head. She kept guessing what had actually gone down between them, what could Blaire have said to her dad? She groaned and rose to her feet. "Stay the fuck out of my head, Blaire!" She spat out in anger. "Maybe I should just go out, maybe to a club or something. Just... Anything to get my mind off this terrible and vile woman that keeps trying to crawl back into my mind."Going to her walk-in wardrobe, she fished out her sexiest dress and put it on. It exposed almost every part of her body but that was her point. She stared at her body through the mirror and smiled, please







