" Why would Tristan come here?" She raised a question in her mind and shrugged her shoulders. It was nothing. It was impossible for Tristan to follow her here.Alyssa's POV After I decided on becoming a model because I wanted to torment Clara while following my passion. I made sure I did enough research about the agency she worked for.During my research, I found out she worked for "Star Modeling Agency" and they also had a rival in the entertainment business world. Which is, "Shine Modeling Agency"Immediately, I copied the CEO's number and put a call across. We booked an appointment and we agreed to meet in a restaurant.After discussing, we agreed on some things and he asked me to come to the agency to sign the contract. I couldn't hide my excitement.I can't wait to give Clara a taste of her medicine. I am not the Alyssa they all knew. I am different and I refuse to be treated like a speck of dirt.Clara's House.Tristan dashed into her bedroom and met her on the floor with empt
Her shock was replaced by revulsion. Her eyebrows creased and she raised them in a questioning manner. I chuckled and nodded, "Yeah! Isn't that what we call the people who got into the industry before us? I am humble, Miss Clara, please guide me the best way you can," I lowered my head slightly, and a sly smile was plastered on my lips.Clara gritted her teeth and tightened her fists. She raised one of her hands, pointing at me, "Isn't... Why...." She scoffed, releasing a heavy breath, and not knowing the right statement to utter. Inwardly, I knew she was feeling like she should pounce on me and decorate my face with smacks or punches.Well, too bad. We are in the public and she couldn't afford to show her bad bitch side to people who have been seeing her as the main lead and a gentle dove.I smirked inwardly. Let's see how long you can hold in "Okay! Okay!! Okay!!! Enough of the familiarity. Let's get started. We still have a long day ahead," He shouted, clapping his hands.I chuck
I couldn't stop cracking up inwardly. Stupid. I have always known she couldn't control her emotions. She always allows her sentiments to get the best part of her and I would be inclined to use that against her now. She needed to have a taste of her medicine. "What! What have you done, Clara?" The photographer asked, talking to her without honorifics.Clara was dumbfounded. "I... I... Didn't push her. I just..," Her lips and voice quivered. "Shut up. We all saw you push her. And it was all because she showed her concern to you," The manager also shouted. Tears rolled out of her eyes. She hated being shouted at. It makes her feel insecure. "Just start praying nothing happens to her," The photographer who had despised the way she performed today let out in a threatening tone.*. *I was carried to the car and was driven to the hospital.I was taken to a ward and an I.V drip was administered to me immediately. I was enjoying it all.Without knowing, the drip made me sleep off.
Tristan's POV The feeling of admiration surged in my belly when I saw my wife, Alyssa Arnold, dancing beautifully in the living room.The impulse to get up and grab her waist was so strong and almost impossible to control but I did.And I swear, if not for Clara's intervention, I would have pounced on her after catching a glimpse of her fresh coochie. I just realized how much I have missed my wife. We've been married for two years yet I have only touched her once.Everything about her was different, however, I love the new change. It was making me curious to know what her next change would be. "Take your bed warmer home. She's stressed," Her thin voice echoed in my ears like a moan. My groin hardened at the sound of her. My hands moved slightly, attempting to grab her tiny waist but I stopped myself. "What! She just called me your bed warmer, Tristan. Can't you hear her call me that? Do something, Tristan. You have to teach her a lesson as you have always done, Tristan. Answe
Tristan got to his room and took a deep breath. He practically lost his mind because of Alyssa's screams.Why would she react that way? I thought we both enjoyed ourselves last night and that makes us settle our rift. He was unsure of how to handle the situation at hand.*. *. * Tristan just got out of the bathroom when I dashed into his room without knocking. Before he could react, I hit him hard on his face. "How dare you, Tristan? How dare you? How could you take advantage of a drunk woman? I have always known you as a beast but I never thought you were capable of doing this to a weak woman," I yelled, spewing sore words.He opened his mouth to talk but I beat him to that, "Can you just shut it? I will do the talking and you shall do the listening. I don't know what happened and I don't know how it transpired, I just want you to know that you are not just a beast to me but a shameless rapist,"Saying this, I rolled my eyes, hissed, and turned to leave.Nevertheless, I didn't see
Tristan's POVI was surprised when I heard what the doctor said. Clara needed blood and her blood type is rare. Only Alyssa had her type of blood and she has been helping by giving Clara some of her blood anytime I asked for it, even though it was always forcefully. Now, I have been left in a dilemma, Clara needed blood and I can't call Alyssa for help anymore. I was still thinking of what to do when I heard Clara's scream from her ward. And that was it; I subconsciously took out my phone and dialed Alyssa's number. Inwardly, I was wishing she wouldn't pick up but she did at the second ring. "How may I help you?" She asked immediately she picked up the call. Her voice was cold and laced with hatred. My heart tinged at that, I wondered if she could ever truly love me again. What! Did I just hope for her love? What is wrong with me? I was still lost in my thoughts when her cold, yet sweet voice jerked me out. "Do you want to talk or should....," "Clara is sick," I hurriedl
Clara covered her burning cheeks with her hands. She frowned at Alyssa with her teary eyes. Apparently, when Clara raised her hands to hit Alyssa, she beat her to it and she slapped Clara instead. "Are you crazy? How dare you slap me?" Clara furiously interrogated. Her chest heaved heavily as she glared at her. Alyssa dusted some imaginary dust away from her hands and turned to leave, nevertheless, Clara grabbed her hands and turned her around violently. Well, that was the biggest mistake she made. The instant Alyssa turned, she clutched Clara's hair, "I know you will always misbehave, Clara," Alyssa pulled her hair aggressively. Clara cried out and hit Alyssa's hand. She was trying to get out of her grasp but Alyssa wasn't ready to let go. The more she tried, the tighter her grab became. Seeing that Alyssa didn't care a bit about her screams, she managed to snatch Alyssa's hair too, and pulled her harshly. "Have you gone mad? Do you want to hurt me?" Clara shouted as she d
Clara's POVIt all started like a joke when Alyssa decided to attack me back. I thought it was the Alyssa I had known since college but I guess I was wrong. She was a sly and a snake who was ready to sting anyone who came close.I flung my phone and hissed. I was fuming with anger. My body quivered with vexation. How dare she! How dare Alyssa! No! I am never going to allow her to take anything from me. Not Tristan or the fame I have been trying to build for years.I took the glass of wine and angrily threw it at the wall. The shattering sound filled the room. Looking at the broken glass, I wished it was Alyssa. "I am going to break you more than you imagined, Alyssa," I picked up my phone and dialed a number. * * * Alyssa was treated like a bar of gold when she got to her modeling agency, Shine Modeling Agency. The CEO stood up as soon as Alyssa walked in and said in a loud voice "Let's all give Alyssa a standing ovation for letting us beat Star Agency after a countless defeat,"