Chapter 22 Lorraine "Whatever relationship I have with her is none of your business. The only reason I allow you to hang around me is because of that conversation." He seethed. Against my better reasoning, I expected him to blurt that I was his wife. I mentally slapped my face because something was definitely wrong with me. She stomped her foot on the ground vehemently, trying to voice out words which remained stuck in her throat. Her jaw was clenched as if she was barely stopping herself from throwing a punch at Dexter. "You are so annoying." She said through gritted teeth. "You promised to do whatever I wanted, is this how you keep to your word?" Really? He made a promise to her after confessing that there was nothing between them? There and then, I realised that I'd been such a fool. Listening to their banters would do nothing to eliminate the pain I felt so I spun around and stormed off in search of a cafe. Loud footsteps sounded after me but I wasn't going to stop to list

Chapter 24Dexter There was a quick switch in the kind of hormones that rushed through me—the rush of testosterones had dwindled as my adrenaline level rose up. Our secret had been busted and it would be better if I just told her the truth now, seeing how livid she was. "Your maid, Dex?" Her eyes wide with incredulity. "Are you that horny that anyone can do the job for you?" She fired. I could feel it. My anger. It was building up already and the reasons I didn't act on them was because of my relationship with her and my stance on physical violence. "You have to tone it down, Victoria, she's my staff not yours." My voice was gruff and curt, causing her to flinch as she didn't expect my response. Lorraine, who was still tightly held in my arms, kept pinching me, whispering that she wanted to get down. I allowed her, knowing that she was anything but comfortable presently. Victoria slammed the front door shut then traipsed forward with her box. She dropped her bag on the sofa and

Chapter 26Lorraine "What happened over there?" Dexter asked, breathing frantically. I took a cursory glance at his face to know if he was actually scolding me, but it was the opposite as his eyes held worry and concern all directed at me. He looked ready to beat up whoever caused that chaotic scene at the runway. I bit my lips and sighed, tired of the incessant frustration caused by people who were supposed to mind their business. "Someone set me up. That shoe wasn't my size." I admitted, relaxing on the back rest of the chair. A glint of disbelief crossed his features as he folded his arms. "Explain!" He snapped, his voice was low and dangerous, edgy at the same time. "I took off my shoes earlier because of how cranky I was. I don't know what happened around that time, but when I put it on again, I realised that it was slippery and on making a step I discovered that it wasn't my size." I paused, remembering a certain detail that might have caused the problem. "What?" He grum

Chapter 28Lorraine "How do you feel?" My new acquaintance asked, tucking away the strands of hair which were being tousled around by the cool evening breeze at the nook of my ear. I didn't respond immediately, as I wanted to be sure of how I truly felt before replying. Having a cup of vanilla ice cream in a park with a man who shared the silence with me was therapeutic and amazing. There was no argument. There was no fear of him being called by another woman. Just the both of us, gazing at the twinkling stars in the deep blue sky. Was that too much to ask for from Dexter? After letting off a relieved sigh, I looked him in the eyes and said. "I'm really fine right now, Mr Bumpy." I giggled, his lips twitching. With a smirk tugging at the crook of his lips, he dropped his own plate of ice cream. "You don't get to call me that when you're doing all the bumping." He teased me. We both laughed over it; a throaty, hearty laughter. I loved this peaceful feeling and I didn't want it t

Chapter 30Dexter I don't know why I had the urge to protect her but even though she had committed the worst of crimes, I still wanted to make sure no one hurt her. She burst into laughter—a laughter of disbelief. It was annoying that my body still wanted her even after knowing her past. She said that she was framed and they had a video of us, but it was so hard for me to believe that my friends could do such a horrible thing to me. There was only one way to find out about it and seeing how affected she was even though she tried to hide it, I knew that I'd have to get to the bottom of the story. “Stop protecting me, Dexter. I don't need it.” She flared up, “If you think my stepfather is still after me then don't bother, he hasn't called since that day." She blurted, flailing her arms in the air. I cracked a smile and folded my arms. "I know that he has been trailing you for a while but he stopped. And the call, I also know about it." Her eyes widened in surprise but she didn