The traffic on his way back was something Alex couldn’t just place. There was hardly traffic in the streets except during rainy days, which was not the case right now.It seemed like the universe was playing some sort of game with him. They just wanted to delay him from meeting his wife.Waiting patiently in the slow moving line, Alex eventually got home.It was just about a few minutes past seven at night. He carried the bouquet and headed inside. He would explain, profess his love, and even ask her to go out on a date with him that night.Unfortunately, Clara was in her room asleep. After Henry had told her to wait on Alex, she waited for him since closing time and he wasn’t back.Does he not feel anything? Wouldn’t he come explain to her? She misses him so much and at this point, she wants him home and doesn't care if she was the one to apologise.But as each hour passed, Clara realised that Henry had only lied to her, Alex didn’t care and wasn’t coming home.She ate dinner alone,
Alex drove down to a bar close to his home. He had wanted to call a friend, but having a second thought, he decided to be alone.After all, friends might poison his mind and he might end up having a change of mind.The bartender had been standing there for a while, trying to get Alex’s attention. But Alex was too lost in thoughts.“Sir, what should we get for you?” The man said again.This time, Alex was done thinking, so he looked at the bartender.“Tequila.” He replied.The bartender who wondered what could be wrong with him, decided to drop a few words“Whatever the problem is, drink and forget your spirits. You can’t go wrong with a drink.”After saying that, he opened the bottle for him. Alex gave him a satisfying glare without a word.One could say he concurs with what the man had just said.So he began drinking, all through this while, he had been looking at his phone.A miracle might happen and Clara might text him. Maybe she had woken up and seen the flower, and also probabl
In his drunken state, Alex staggered towards the room. He pushed the door open but Clara was deep asleep.The sound of the door didn’t dare wake her up. Because he couldn’t find balance, he placed his hands on the wall and traced her to the bed.“Sweet, tonight, I will clear all your doubts.”Though he was drunk, Alex remembered placing the flowers on the bed before leaving. But right now, it was neatly kept in the cushion.It wasn’t possible that it rolled or fell to that place. Then he knew he must have woken up when he was away. Had she forgiven him? How did she feel? Did she perhaps look for him or was she indifferent?So he tapped her gently, “sweet, I am home.”Before Clara slept off, she had wished she forgave him. She looked for him and wished she opened her eyes when he was here.So with that level of awareness, she was conscious in her sleep.Immediately she felt Alex’s presence, she jumped up and hugged him tightly.“You promised to choose me, you said you love and this is
Alex grabbed Clara’s breast immediately. It was more like he had been waiting for this moment.Clara had still wanted to say a word when Alex grabbed her. She didn’t expect the action. But she didn’t push him away.What does he want to do? Was he okay? Doesn’t he know the rules of the contract? She had never seen him this aggressive.It was then she perceived his breath. She didn’t notice it all these while. Alcohol? Was he drunk?“Alex, did you drink so much?” She asked innocently.But the thing was that was the wrong time to ask a question. Maybe Alex can’t even hear her, or maybe he was ignoring her.Whatever the situation was, he didn’t respond.“Alex, you are drunk.” She mumbled again.This time, it wasn’t a question. It was a statement. But Alex hadn’t let go of her yet, he was busy caressing and fondling her boobs.Clara’s moth wanted to let out those little moans. But she couldn’t let herself get distracted.Now that she knows Alex wasn’t himself. She wouldn’t let them make a
“Gosh, Alex.” Clara screamed. She didn’t know when that just came out of her lips. She had never had this feeling before.Painful yet sweet. “How does it feel, Sweet?” Alex asked, he could see her expressions and how she moved her waist.She grabbed the sheets so tight. Seeing she needed something to hold, Alex offered her his hand, which she held onto so tight.“Do you like it?” He asked again, but she answered before he could finish.“I love it.”“I will take it easy with you baby.” Alex replied. Clara had just told him he enjoyed it, but he was aware as the first time, she might be experiencing pains.Being the dominator, Alex began moving in and out slowly, slowly, slowly.He was moving in ones previously, then he proceeded to move in twos. Clara couldn’t help but continue screaming. It was midnight, so Alex just put his fingers inside her mouth to make her scream less.She was so sweet he couldn’t deny it. Everyone thinks of him as the normal cold player. But what many didn’t k
The next morning, the sheets were tangled, two humans were laying apart from each other. One on one edge of the bed, the other on the opposite side.Then one of them opened their eyes. Looking at the clock, it was past ten in the morning.Shit! He was late to work.How didn’t the alarm clock wake him up? Oh, they had slept off in Clara’s room, not his.And his phone? He looked around and found them inside his pockets on the floor. Did he put it on dnd mode? When? How?He had rushed out of the bed to leave the room, when he turned and looked at his wife, he couldn’t help but smile.He had remembered all that happened, how sweet she was, and everything they did.But if he spends time thinking about it, he would be even more late than he imagined.He moved closer and gave her a peck on the cheeks and in the forehead, but Clara was too deep asleep to even notice.After that, Alex left to prepare for work.In the office, everyone seemed to be amazed when Alex entered. He couldn't help but
“Hey, Sweet.” Alex greeted her on his end.“Morning Alex.” Clara responded. She didn’t know why she bit her nails all of a sudden. It was definitely shyness.It was also awkward from Alex’s end. Both of them behave like someone was making them uncomfortable.“I didn’t want to wake you before leaving.” Alex said, not even knowing what to say.“Not like you have ever woken me before leaving.” Clara said. She knew the conversation was just awkward.“Yeah, you are right.”“Uhm, have you had breakfast?”“No, I just woke up.”“That means I was timing correctly. I should win the best husband of the year.” Alex teased her.Then they held the phone to their ear for a while, not saying anything, just smiling.Alex didn’t want the call to end, likewise Clara. He hadn’t realised until now that his wife was a full package.“How about your discussion with Henry?” Alex asked.“I will be goimg to my Dad’s house today.”Then while they were on call. His secretary came to notify him about a meeting.“S
Clara wanted to stand and walk out. She had never the intention of doing this.But she needed to hold on, because of Alex, because of Henry.The people who made her father despite her were no longer around, so she needed to forgive him. “It’s fine, Dad. After all, we are family.”The joy Mr. Roberts had knew no bound, ever since Elizabeth and Selene left, he had been lonely. No one to take care of him, staying in the house alone was hard and boring.Clara didn’t forget the reason she came, it was after her father was done that she began to drink the coffee he brought for her.“So why did you come home all of a sudden?”Clara kept mute, she couldn’t say the real reason she was here, but she found a smart answer immediately.“Mum would be happy I came.”It was the moment she mentioned mum that she had realized how bad her family abandoned her. She doesn’t want to think of the fact that her own father didn’t attend the burial, or the fact that her stepmother hid her mum’s corpse and ext