All Chapters of BEHIND THE MASK (DARK ROMANCE): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The man James had assigned to follow that almost saw me and Jessica or maybe he did because he suddenly had an accident and now he finally regained consciousness two days after the banquet. James paced the length of our bedroom that morning, his phone glued to his ear, his voice sharp with questions. I sat in front of the mirror, pretending to smooth cream into my skin, though my ears strained to catch every word from James' call.From the fragments I caught, the man claimed he could not remember anything from that night. He said one moment he was tailing me and the next everything went black.James’s tone turned clipped, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. “Nothing? You remember nothing?”I wanted to confront James and asked why he still dared to tail me again. I wanted him to be filled with guilt.He paused and sighed before saying “Fine. Rest for now.”He ended the call and set the phone down more like slam the phone down . His eyes caught mine in the mirror. “He says h

I lay there thinking what he meant by me and Jessica as different ideas ran through my mind imagining a threesome ,I also thought if he was blackmailing Jessica too maybe that’s why her falling into my hand had been easy .Anytime I try closing my eyes it’s the image of Jessica spreading her legs wide as she thrust in ,so I got up and took a shower. I decided a nap was not the best idea right now . I took my book journaling, I had a secret book locked up somewhere nobody would even suspect and it’s locked if I didn’t write about this experience ,maybe one day I could wake up and it would all just be a dream.The masked man had not sent me other messages or explained his last text . I was restless I put on the perfume James likes. I wanted to act like a wife today maybe because I felt guilty or not but I pushed it to the back of my mind . Walking in to the kitchen I told the cook I’ll do it today.James wouldn’t stay long at work today, I prepared a lot of dishes I know James would lo

She walked out on me calmly with a smile , I looked at her until her back disappeared from my sight .I wouldn’t say I was not sad but at least I was not leading her on anymore.I got up and went home , my house was empty as usual it was just a building to me with no warmth . Not like Jessica lived here but Jessica’s absence felt like a shadow that clung to me no matter where I went. It wasn’t just the lack of her voice or her sly little smirk or the occasional text I get from her , it was the mark she left in my body. Every time I sat still for too long, my mind replayed the night in the hotel, the taste of her tongue, the way she touched me like she owned me.so we won’t be having another chance of doing those things again. I told my self it was just sex with a woman because I was just exploring it wasn’t who I really am.But the ache in my chest told a different story entirely .The apartment felt too big tonight. I was restless and James was working late, the quietness pressing in l

I couldn’t breathe.The elevator ride to go upstairs felt like it was squeezing my lungs shut. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I left him. Every time I blinked, I saw it again, not the act, not the aftermath, but the glint in his eyes when he leaned close and told me to “remember what I saw and if there was anything I wanted to let him know.” The problem was, I didn’t even know if I had seen it, or if my mind was making it worse.My bag felt heavier than usual. I didn’t remember him handing me anything, but when I fumbled it open when I got out of the elevator, something black and cold grazed my fingertips. Gloves. His gloves. The leather was still warm from his hands.And they smelled like metal.I dropped them back into the bag as if they had burned me, shut my door, locked it, and pressed my back against it. My chest heaved, trying to slow my breathing, but my head kept replaying flashes the way that man at the party looked at me before whispering “I know James,” the way the m

I didn’t think anyone would come. I sat on the floor as tears had soaked my cheeks, my sobs echoing off the hard walls of the private room that had become my cage. My chest ached from crying,I’m not sure I had eaten anything since yesterday I felt light headed while I sat there waiting for the unknown as my stomach twisted with guilt, fear, and the raw intensity of the night before. I pressed my palms against my face, trying to stop, but the sobs were uncontrollable, the shivers wracking my body.Did Jessica look for me,I also thought of how I had left her place. Did someone intentionally put the gloves there to make me lose trust in her and leave her place.I tried to steady my mind but I was a mess.The door clicked. I raised my head up and my heart stopped.It swung open slowly, and there he stood mask on, suit tailored like it had been made for a king, gloves still perfectly in place. Every of his movements were slow and calculated, this was a game to him like he had all the time