Semua Bab THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself : Bab 51 - Bab 60

ELIOT’S POVSerena is here?Right here and… dressed like that??“What in the world…” I trailed off softly, stunned as I watched her effortlessly join the crowd. Smiling at a few persons that locked eyes with her. Shoulders squared, head held high and eyes cutting through the hall like a sly predator. Her targets? Our souls. It was both unnerving, intense and alluring at the same time! Piquing my interest.But all that ended the moment my view of her got blocked. Huh? “What the hell?” My eyebrows furrowed, a frown immediately coming on. “Woah, who is that? I don’t know her” a comment came filtering to my ears. Awfully reminding me of how long I had been staring, steps halted at the center of the hall where women and gossips abound.“Whoever she is, she’s looks good! She and the delicious looking man standing with her now.” My frown deepened, eyes returning back to her now. To the figure that had blocked my view, which I was now realizing was that of a man. A broad backed man fashioned

SERENA’S POV“There. That’s better,” I mumbled, staring at the now wet spot on the upper front of my dress. And by that, I meant the bust area. My boobs part to be exact. “Ugh, kinda looks weird now. One side darker than the other. I can’t even find a hair dryer or something. How can a female restroom of this standard not have a hair dryer? So what, I will be stuck with one wet boob and one dry boob?”Ugh, great.Just great. Good job Serena, go stain yourself some more.I just sighed, abandoning the disposable hand towels and heading for the toilet stalls on my right. “Better take a pee since I’m already here,”And thank God I did. Cause the quantity of urine that left me? You could’ve sworn I had drowned a tank of water or something. “Must be those drinks,” I mumbled, amazed as cleaned myself up. “I really shouldn’t have anymore, no matter what Axel says. No more drinks!”It was even a wonder I wasn’t drunk or feeling tipsy yet. Although he did say most of the drinks weren’t really st

ELIOT'S POVGoing after that blue eyed creature and into the female restroom was nothing short of what I expected. Her shimmering red dress at the sink getting cleaned up, drying off with a hand dryer or something. I even made sure to confirm no one else was around the area before letting her gradually sense me.All of that. All of that preparation but still, nothing. Absolutely nothing prepared me for the surge of desire that hit me the moment I stood, locked in that restroom with her.Just watching her from behind. The way she stood tall and perfect. That red fabric clinging unto her for dear life, revealing things it had no business revealing! And worse, bringing to my memory, my mind, and damned thoughts…pictures. Series upon series of pictures, images even! Videos that could only be found in that folder back in my laptop.Those merciless reveal of fair creamy skin, softness in every glance.... it killed me just remembering them all. While watching her. But it was also my breaking

SERENA’S POV Why ever did I think that this night will end well, hm? Why? I mean, the signs were there. All over the place if you think logically! “You let him drive you back into my house? That’s what you’re doing now?!” This! This statement of his, it was the perfect example! The very bomb to announce that all the peace and relaxation that came with Axel’s ride was all over. Absolutely over the moment I stepped into the house! But still, I managed to delude myself. Thinking I could walk past all of that, ignore it and just head up to my bedroom in one piece! “God, was I mistaken! Stupid even!” I gushed, flinging my purse to the bed as I abandoned the door at once. My heels digging into the soft bed rug as I paced around the place. Hair all free and flying with my every move. “How can I be such a fool? Of course I wasn’t going to have a goodnight! Not after everything. What was I thinking? To just waltz past him after his stunt at the restroom?” After he tried to- how dare he t

SERENA’S POVNo.They won’t. They can’t, Serena.The entire mansion uses the private server; not anyone can just break through it and then… then…find me. Not possible. “Yeah, it’s not possible” I muttered, voice slightly skeptical. “It’s not. And even if it is, by then I would’ve long deleted everything! Be far from here and even divorced.”They won’t find me.They just wouldn’t.With that smudge of assurance, smiles returned to my face. Although not as bright but it was more than enough to get me scrolling through the comments. The 383 comments. 383!! “Woah,” I whispered softly, thoroughly impressed by what a single repost could do. Under merely 4 hours too! “And I here I thought that night with those hate comments was the most reactions I’ve gotten. This is incredible!”Imagine if I got reposted again. Imagine if some other blog reposted me too! That would be beyond thrilling! Exciting, amazing and completely wonderful!Just the thought had me feeling tipsy, whether it was the after