As Derek saw Alex appear, his whole demeanour shifted. A look of fright flickered across his face, as if he had been caught doing something he shouldn't. He abruptly dropped the phone, letting it clatter onto the cabinet. Several tense seconds ticked by before Derek could compose himself enough to greet Alex. “Goo- Good evening, sir.” He replied with a tight smile. Alex's brows furrowed as he took in Derek's suspicious behaviour, but he said nothing, simply giving a curt nod before heading towards the bedroom. As Alex ascended the stairs, his mind replayed Derek's odd reaction. “Who was he talking to to make him flinch when he appeared?” Halfway up, he paused, suddenly remembering he hadn't let Emily know he had arrived home safely since he considered that to now be his routine. As he appeared in the kitchen, Derek flinched again. It appeared that he had resumed his phone conver
After Alex left the next morning, Isabella went upstairs to have her morning coffee before leaving to meet someone important.As she saw Derek, she remembered that he had asked for an audience with her the previous day. “You said you wanted to have a conversation with me yesterday.” She said, sipping her steamy coffee as Derek walked past her front.She was sitting on one of the dining chairs.Derek then walked closer to her, dragged the chair beside her, and turned it to face her.“What is happening, Isa?” His eyes were etched with emotions that Isabella could not read. She furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”He leaned closer, as if to whisper, and clarified. “What is happening to us?”She understood the meaning of his words, but her surprise stemmed from the fact that they could come out of his mouth. Not after their agreement!“I don't understand you. Explain what you mean.” She said.“It seems you've been avoiding me recently. No, you have.” He said it firmly.It was the tru
Derek cautiously approached a sleek, black car, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat of apprehension. Fear prickled at his skin as he neared the car, the anticipation of the looming encounter sending shivers down his spine.As he reached out to open the door, his hand hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grasp the handle, his fingers trembling slightly with nerves.He glanced around the quiet street, ensuring that no prying eyes were watching his every move.With a deep breath, he slid into the back seat of the car, his eyes immediately locking onto the figure seated next to him. Santiago's imposing presence filled the space; his gaze bore into him, intense and unwavering, causing Derek to shift uncomfortably in his seat.Santiago was the person Derek was conversing with on the phone the previous night, when he was almost caught by Alex.Memories of the previous night flooded Derek's mind—the image of Alex appearing in the kitchen not once but twice—causing him t
Isabella approached the investigator with a sense of urgency in her voice. It was where she was headed in a hurry because she needed to take quick action concerning Alex’s secret affair, and to do that, she had to know everything about Emily."I need more information on someone.” She told the investigator, her tone clipped and serious.The investigator's eyes narrowed. "And may I ask why?”She hesitated, her gaze flickering away for a moment, before she composed herself. "Let's just say it's a personal matter.” She replied cryptically.He studied her for a moment longer before nodding slowly. "Very well," he said, his voice guarded. "But I'll need some details to start with."She reached into her purse and pulled out a photograph she had printed of Emily, which she had captured the previous day while she was with Alex on the school campus.She slid it across the table towards him. "This is her," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "And here's where she lives and where sh
Then the real question Henry should be asking Alex flashed through his mind, and he added immediately as he leaned closer to Alex. "Wait! Did Emily know about your so-called relationship with Isabella? She agreed to be your mistress, or what? Knowing about your arranged marriage with Isabella? I don't think she can agree to something like that." He shook his head in disbelief, anticipating Alex’s response.“What have you done concerning this?” His voice was tinged with impatience and concern, seeing that the loquacious Alex, who was happy to disseminate all the information without hesitation just a moment ago, had become silent.As if Alex were touched by Henry's words, he began telling him about everything: how Emily didn't know about his relationship with Isabella and other aspects of his life due to her lack of online presence, the recurring suspicious behaviour of Isabella, her own suspicions, and how he was confused about what to do concerning the complex web of relationships he
Isabella thought of the perfect way to deal with Emily and Alex, determined to ridicule them as she drove home from the investigator's office.A part of her was relieved when she didn't meet Derek at home, while another part wished he was. She craved his heavenly touch on her body for them to continue from where they stopped earlier.As she entered, still deep in thought, a thought flashed through her mind, which prompted a smile on her face."Finally!" She muttered on finally having a plan.Alex left Henry's house with his mind clouded because Henry meant his words about not showing concern with him relating to the women in his life again. Now, he had to deal with his problem himself.His guilt weighed heavily on him as he navigated the tangled web of his relationships. Despite his attempts to justify his actions, he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that he was betraying Emily. He definitely was.The rest of the day he spent with her was tinged with a sense of unease, knowing wha
The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, making Alex wake up with a beaming smile stretching across his face because the night was his best night ever. His eyes sparkled with a newfound sense of joy and fulfilment as he gazed upon Emily, still sleeping peacefully beside him.He was overwhelmed with fulfilment because he was finally able to actualize the fantasy he had been having concerning Emily's body.She was so good that one would have thought that she wasn't a virgin like she claimed if not for the fact that Alex trusted her and there was evidence for her claim—the blood stain as he penetrated inside her on the first attempt.He gazed upon her, still sleeping peacefully beside him like a sleeping angel, as he gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. “She's just so beautiful.” A smile escaped his lips.He was happy that she was his woman—a definite gem to any man.His fingers lingered against her soft skin as he savoured the moment, and a smile
“Really? A cashier in this substandard mall?” Isabella scoffed.She was surprised that her rival was nothing but a cashier in the mall, spotting her as soon as she entered.She had thought Emily would hold a high position there, probably a manager.“I can't just stop getting amazed by every finding." Isabella scoffed as she approached the counter, where Emily looked radiant despite the drab uniform she wore.With each step closer, resentment surged through her.She felt the urge to embarrass her at that moment, but she controlled herself not to. What she had in stock for her, especially, was way beyond the embarrassment that would happen if she decided to create a scene there.“Excuse me," Isabella drawled, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness to her own surprise to get Emily's attention as she seemed busy, her face concentrated on the cash register.The high school plays she participated in were beginning to pay off.Emily didn't know how it happened, but her record wasn't corr