Juliana took the pictures her camera man had taken to Lindsay, and she seem very pleased to have something so clear and implicating at hand."This is good". She commended, as she went over the images from the begining. The first one she saw was when Ryan helped Juliana up, after she fell to the ground on purpose, acting like she couldn't walk. Then the second image was when he was trying to help massage her legs and she screamed, causing him to carry her in a bridal style to the chemist, with her head buried under his neck and her hands across his neck. She also smiles, when she saw the one with their hands entwined, across the table, and though nothing was on his table, the hands together, was enough intimacy.The other picture was when his hands was on her butt. That last one looks so real, and implicating. She loves the last one the most. "We are going to get started. Ryan must leave that family, then you can have him all to yourself, while I have my family back and everyone is hap
Sunday seem to come too early. Alexander didn't even want to get out of bed, she wanted to spend the entire day with Ryan on the bed. She watch him go to make breakfast for them, and their visitors that are going to arrive anytime soon. She love to have family members around, but she is just beginning to enjoy her marriage and her life, since her mother passed. She wants to have more time to spend with him and though she loves the way he holds her and kisses her at will, she wish she wouldn't have to restrict himself, because a child is looking at them. Somehow, she wish to go back to bed and realize time have been moved backwards, but wishes aren't horses, so while he makes the meal, she help him in getting other things done, and though he tries to stop her, which is his usual way, she refuses. She just wants to keep her mind busy, because if she sits and stare at him, she would only end up imagining things, and wanting to go back to the bed with him. Soon they were through with maki
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a soft, golden glow over the house. Ryan placed the length of his room, a nervous energy bubbling within him."What is really going on? Is this some sort of a prank?Tonight was supposed to be special. He had meticulously planned every detail, from the candles that flickered in the bedside table to the music that hummed softly in the background. His heart raced with anticipation, yet there was a nagging feeling he couldn't shake. Something was off.Alexander had been distant all evening. Her laughter, usually so bright and infectious, had been subdued. She had barely touched her dinner, and when their eyes met, there was a shadow in her gaze that Ryan couldn't quite decipher. She would have winked at him or licked her lips to show him that she admires humans the moment they had shared together, but she looked away, like he was some virus.He had brushed it all off, telling himself that she was just tired, that perhaps the weight of the d
With the hope that the next day would be better, Ryan finally gave in to sleep, but then, it was a really short sleep, because he had spent a good number of his time, looking up at the ceiling and wondering what he had done, to deserve all the silent treatment Alexander was giving him, but little did he know, that the morning will bring even more.The first rays of dawn seeped through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Ryan stirred his internal clock waking him as usual. He glanced at the figure beside him, and he was shocked that Alexander lay curled up, her back turned to him, her breathing soft and steady. He was so happy, but he didn't want to disturb her. There was a time, when he would gently brush a stray lock of hair from her face and kiss her awake, but today, a strange tension in the air held him back. she had told him she was sleeping in Emily's room, but she ended up in his bed, how it happened, is still a surprise. He decided to use this opportunity to ki
As soon as Alexander walked into the cafe where she is supposed to meet with Annie, she noticed that Annie had changed from their usual spot, where they could see people and laugh at silly things they do to a more private inn, called the VIP. She had sensed that the discussion would be intense, from what Ryan had told her, so she wanted to have some time with her friend.Alexander sat across from Annie in the dimly lit cafe, her fingers wrapped tightly around steaming cup of coffee in front of her. She had been restless all day, unable to focus on work, her mind replaying the message she had received. Annie was patiently waiting for her to start the conversation on what was bothering her.Alexander started to tell, and tears started to rush down her cheek. She doesn't like the fight, but she is just scared of playing the fool again.Annie sensing her friend's distress, spoke up with assurance."Alex, you have to believe me", Annie pleads, her voice laced with concern. What you just
Ryan sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on the clock, the soft tickling sound the only thing breaking the silence of the night. Hours had passed since Alexander said she needed to see Annie, and with each minute that dragged by, his anxiety grew. The once comforting warmth of their home felt cold and empty.The shadows cast by the dim light seemed to stretch across the walls, echoing the dark thoughts that plagued his mind.He replayed the day's event, over and over again, trying to make sense, of Alexander's sudden change in behavior. The quiet drive to work, her refusal to have breakfast, her avoidance of him when it was time to go home, and even when she had spent the night at home, she preferred to spend it with Emily. It was unlike her to be so distant, so closed off. Ryan could feel something was deeply wrong, but he could not place his hands on what it could be.Unable to bear the silence any longer, he reached for his phone and called Annie. If anyone knew where Alexander was o
He could see the walls of his life crumbling before him, piece by piece.The feeling that Juliana have something to die with his present situation was something he could not rule out. The more he thought of it, the more he became desperate to learn the truth.Without a second thought, he grabbed his keys and stormed out of the house, leaving the door ajar in his haste. The night air was cool, It was a sharp contrast to the storm of emotions raging within him. His mind race with every step he took, the tension in his muscles building as he made his way to Juliana's house.When he finally reached the door, he hesitated for a moment, his fist hovering just above the wood. Was this really the right thing to do? He needed answers, and she was the only likely enemy that could give them to him. Taking a deep breath, he knocked firmly on the door.Juliana who seem to have seen him through the window, knew why he had come so late in the night, and she opened the door after the first knock, wit
The poison she had slipped into his drink would keep him unconscious for hours, That is plenty of time, for her to set her plan into motion. She would lay with him naked, and then take pictures of the both of them in bed, she will then send the pictures to Lindsay first, so she could give her more money, then she will send the pictures to Alexander and that will destroy whatever remaining trust Alexander had in him.It was not easy for her taking Ryan to her room, he felt too heavy, but she needed to do it before the position wears off. When she got to her room, she pushed him in the bed, and undressed him, just taking off his shirts, then she covered his legs with duvet. She also undressed, she set her phone, to take the pictures after few minutes. She lay there with him, holding him tight as the flash illuminated his pale face, his expression peaceful and unaware of the chaos about to unfold.After she was sure, she had taken enough oppressing pictures, she sent them to Lindsay, who