All Chapters of BEHIND THE MASK (DARK ROMANCE): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

James lay motionless on the floor, his face pale."Oh my God, what did I do?", I screamed, rushing to his side."James, wake up, pls. I'm sorry", I shook him gently, but he didn't respond.What am I going to do?I hope--- I hope he's going to be okay.I wanted to take action to help him but what was I going to say?I snapped out of my thoughts long enough to call the ambulance, my voice trembling as I spoke."Please, help, my husband is dying", I said, crying.The operator asked too many questions, and I had to yell for them to come.I felt so helpless.The minutes felt like hours until the paramedics arrived. I was thrilled when I saw the familiar uniforms, and I watched as they worked to stabilize him.Thankfully, he's breathing."I'm so sorry, James", I said, under my breath as I followed closely behind him while we walked to the ambulance.At the hospital, the doctor took over, and I waited anxiously for the news of his recovery.Finally, the doctor walked into the hall where I wa

Life has been full of surprises for me lately.Some good, some not so much.The surprise outside my gate isn't a good one. At all."How do we handle this?" , I requested, feeling a bit frustrated.He nodded and stood up to put on his clothes."Babe, honestly I do not know. I was really going to call him in the morning. I didn't know he'd come sooner. I can ask him to go back if you want""If I want? Don't misunderstand pls, please. I have no problems with him coming around but he does too much and you know it, so stop sounding like I'm the problem", I blurted James walked up to me. "You're not the problem, babe. This is your house, and you have the right to decide who stays or otherwise. Don't worry, Miriam, I'll just tell him to get a hotel or a short-term let".I took a deep breath, trying to calm down.It wasn't me just being sensitive, but every time he comes around, I feel so anxious, unnecessarily piqued, and on edge.I stood up from the bed, put on one of Jame's shirts, and sa

I walked back into the house with a quiet resolve, happy that I could do whatever I wanted without having to worry about others.Of course, it was a conscious decision not to let my husband's unexplained absence disturb me.I decided to keep myself busy while waiting for him. I busied myself with tidying up the room and getting another shower.A few minutes later, I was downstairs at the kitchen counter, spreading butter on the toast as my mind replayed my sex scene with the security guy.Oh, his dick was to blame. I couldn't just unsee it.Will he ever see me the same way?And how did I not notice him all this time of being in the house together?Although, there might be no other time or lingering maybes, I enjoyed what I had with him.The realization was heartbreaking, though, because I'd love to do it over and over again.I was hungry.The pangs I felt from the hunger broke the spell, and I walked to the dining table to eat.The toast was so poor, but it was a substitute for the r

The morning sun peeking through the blinds woke me up from my sleep.James walked in just in time, looking sharper and brighter than I had seen him in a while."Hey, Darling. You rested so well", he said, smiling.I nodded."I'm running with Adrian to work today, and I made you breakfast, he said enthusiastically."Hmmm, thanks" I said.He gave me a quick peck on the cheek and headed out the door."See you later, love", he called back.Okay.I was right, something is definitely off.I walked downstairs after I brushed my teeth with the aroma of brewed coffee and toast wafting up to greet me.My eyes landed on a piece of paper on the table. It had James' handwriting.The note read: Eat up and rest well for "us, Darling".Now, who's the 'us??The note seemed innocent enough, and yet it implied a sense of something-- was it possession or expectation?I crumbled the note in my hand as I felt a growing unease.The note on the table seemed to mock me. Although innocent, it felt more than j

Interestingly, the dog may bark but the caravan moves on.I stood still, gathering my thoughts and smiling because I had successfully laid his cards on the table."Respect is a two-way Street, don't you think?" I said, fixing my gaze on his."Not when you disrespect me, too, he said, "And that's not the case, I need to know where you were.Adrian was at the other end of the room, and his confidence visibly waned."James, I owe you no explanation", I said."Well, yes. But not when you are under my roof", he replied.I stood opposite him, tall and firm. " Right. I'll leave, but I own our relationship, so I only give details when I feel like it".His face reddened, anger flashing through "You don't get to leave, I make the decisions" he snapped back "And you remain my wife until ----I cut him off sharply " Bull fucking shit. And this?" I said, looking around the house, " I'll be fine just without it, but would you?"He tried to speak, but nothing came out." James, it'd be better if you