- LORELEI -
Isabel didn't say anything to me since then. We walked to the car silently, and now, we're even on the road and haven't said a single word to each other since. Although she tried to come off as calm, I can tell that she's tensed.I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, tapping my fingers on my thighs. I'm sat in the passenger seat and a seat belt is firm around me. I thought that after my accident, I wouldn't drive a car again or get in one, and even if, I'll be in the back seat with a lot of padding for security but I guess I was wrong.That was just the fear speaking. My car fever vanished the moment I saw Isabel's car. She is smoking rich. At least her car says so. I wonder if she's independent and if she is, I wonder how she got here. It's something I'd love to talk about being a jobless woman myself but we never got to talk.I think I ruined our chances the moment I asked about Catherine but her reaction to my question doesn't- ACE - Three. I counted in my head, with my head bowed down and my forehead resting in front of my intertwined fingers. My elbow is leaning on the table and my arm comes together, forming an angle on the surface of the table. I exhaled. Two. I can feel my heart beat slowly and hear the sound of each beat so loudly in my ears. In one second, the percentage of the votes deciding the fate of my company will be revealed. One. My eyelids slid open as I mutter a silent prayer, raising my head up to see above my fingers and stare at the large screen. I'm in a meeting. Every year, in the middle of June, a meeting is held amongst the co-owners of the Salvatore family enterprises. Despite my influence in the outside world, when it comes down to it, I have to share the company with my relatives. I hate it but I have no choice. For now. I've successfully bought 35% of their shares, added to mine, it gives me 45% meaning I'm still at a disadvantage but my relatives don't know that. They do
-Lorelei – I dipped my fingers into my pussy and moaned, following his orders. I’d done this before but never like this. Leo is on the call, telling me what to do. Telling me how bad he wants me and how he’ll ruin me when we meet. It turned me on and I’m touching myself to his words. Whoever said phone sex is overrated just doesn’t have it right with the right person. And Leo is my right person. “Lorelei.” He called my name in the most desirous, lustful way he could muster and that melted my heart. My pussy pooled. “I’m close.” He said to me and I heard him groan. That has to be the sexiest thing since the whole existence of evolution. I love that he’s captivated by me even though we’re distances apart. This is my cue to lure him in. Breathlessly, I tried to speak. “Shall we switch to video call?” I asked, I’m about to cum and I want to see him. Feel as if he is here. Curse long distance. Who knew I’d be down bad this way? Leo switched faster than I could blink my eyes and I sa
-Ace – I checked the time on my watch and tapped my finger on it impatiently. I have a meeting booked today with the Stanleys. I sighed, staring at the large office. It’s my home office, the place it all began before I was given the title of CEO, although no one would believe that. Everyone thinks I put my old man and siblings in coma just to be number one. I did nothing to clear the rumours because it could be true. A smile formed on my face. My cruel nature makes me feared and I love it. I sipped out of my half full champagne flute and ran my eyes on some papers. “Lorelei Stanley.” I read while looking at the small head photo of hers on the side of the page which has her basic information. The one lady who had the guts to challenge me in a party held in my honour. I drank from my glass again, not taking my eyes off the page. I’ve been studying her since that incident three months ago. When she made a fool of herself in my party. Rather, a fool of me. My jaw tightened and I dropp
-Lorelei – I just got off the phone with Leo. A video call. I’m the owner of my pharmacy but still the only worker and using cellphones while working is prohibited but I couldn’t help it. I have no customers coming in anyway. I sighed, while sitting behind the show glass. My pharmacy is a small, thriving business but it’s location is great. I’m sure it’ll pick up soon enough especially since I have wealthy friends. I sighed. Just the thought is draining. After my father remarried, he cut mother and I out of his will. I needed to work to pay for college and feed. Elaine poisoned his mind against us so much that he doesn’t see us as family. Mom doesn’t go out much anymore, he makes her feel like shit and that’s why I need to work hard. To survive for both of us. In spite of it all, Leo is my safe place. It’s weird, and I know. We’ve been together for a year and the only time I see him, like facially, is via video call and his shitty network always breaks the line. I know he’s pretty
– Lorelei – My mother welcomed me at the door. She was mute but her eyes did the talking. She looks sad and miserable. Like something was wrong but not something she could talk about. Worry was written all over my face seeing her this way. Mom looks sick. Her fingers are wrinkled and skinny but she’s not old. She had me at the age of nineteen, and I’m in my twenties. I fucking hate dad! I hate the man she married. I sometimes wish he was not my father. How can someone be so cruel to treat someone he claimed to love this way? What kind of bewitchment is this? “Is dad here?” I asked calmly, staring deep into mom’s eyes. She shook her head. “How are you mother? Eaten?” I asked and she shook her head again. I was cross. I thought so. I held the gift bag in front of me. “I bought something for you.” I muttered, handing it over. I am broke but dad might pay me so much today anyway and she deserves something nice. Her brows tensed when she saw it. Ever since dad remarried, mom refused to
– Lorelei – I sat by the water fountain in our garden alone, looking for a distraction to clear my head from the drama. It's morning and I took a day off work. Today is Thursday. Richard and Elaine want me to move out of their house tomorrow morning. I sighed. The news was a shocker and I still haven’t read the document nor have I told Leo. I don’t want to scare him away. Part of me is scared that if he knows I’m entitled to another man, he’ll leave me. I shouldn’t be worried because I know he loves me but Leo and I never really met. I don’t know him aside from his social media presence which he showed me. I don't know if that’s the real him, the man I fell in love with or he’s just hiding under a facade, I won’t know. I sighed, letting my legs play in the water, gently splashing around. Him coming on Thursday would've given me the chance to get to know him better, bond and get close. I bit my lower lip in anger and clenched my fists. But that has changed. I hate my father! I do
- Ace - A notification ding brought my attention to my phone laying next to me on my bed. It's Friday. I want to deny it but I can't get that lady out of my mind. Each time, I keep wondering when she'll get here even though I'm not supposed to. Could my need for revenge have blossomed to something more? Or I am just so desperate to ruin her? Whichever it is, this should be fun. I sighed and sat up then picked up my phone. It's nothing important, just work stuff and a message from my typical stalker, Leah. I chose to ignore it and threw my phone back on the bed. I'm bored. Ridiculously bored at this fine hour and I don't know what to do. I ran my eyes across my room and exhaled. How can a man who has everything he could ever want be this.... I don't know, lonely? A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?" I groaned. "Your visitor has arrived." Marco's voice was firm. As always, he's formal. "Which one?" I asked, leaning my elbow on my thighs. "Richard Stanley's daughte
- LORELEI -The moment I stepped into my room, I banged the door shut and huffed while leaning my back on the door. My fingers wandered around my chest, trying to feel my heartbeat. My heart is pounding really hard and fast against my chest. What the heck was that? Why on Earth does he have to be so infuriating and scary?And large. And direct. And dominating. My breath hitched as I let my mind wander back to when he stood in front of me.He has pretty eyes and thick, long eyelashes. And he's pretty. And hot. Even though I hate him for buying me and forcing me to marriage because of a motive, he sure has some good qualities. Physical qualities. My body sank down and my ass dropped hard on the floor. I rested my head and body on the door all through the slide and huffed. He dislikes me too, you know, I thought, staring at the pink wall in front of me. All he wants to do is ruin me. My throat tightened at the thought. I have heard rumours about him yet I didn't really care about them