With a growing urge to urinate, I slowly opened my eyes, moving my body with care. I dreaded waking Lucas from his peaceful sleep, so I cautiously freed myself from his tight embrace. As I changed positions, I felt a sharp pain between my thighs, causing me to wince. Is this a normal occurrence? My memory fails me.
Last night with Lucas was wild and, for me, the best moment so far as it's been in months. Perhaps our prolonged abstinence contributed to the intensity of it all. That's the only explanation I can conjure at the moment.Lost in thought, I stared at the bedroom wall for a few minutes. Our bed was huge, but I was pushed to the edge, sandwiched between Lucas and the wall. Behind me, he continued to snore softly, still deep in slumber.But why am I feeling like this now?If I didn't take any fever medicine, I was certain I would fall ill.Is this a normal reaction to being used by him?Strange as it sounds, it's the only explanation I have. I've been in a daze for the past few months, and maybe my body is deprived of the physical connection it craves.Shrugging my shoulders, I convinced myself that this was just a side effect of my prolonged unconsciousness. My body was simply reacting to being used after so long.The events of last night with Lucas continue to consume my thoughts, causing my heart to race, my chest to constrict, and my lower lip to be caught between my teeth as my face flushes with heat. Even now, the mere thought of his touch sets my skin ablaze. The fervor of his caress lingers long after he's gone. My passionate sounds urged him on, and I begged for him to continue, reveling in the tender expression on his face during our intimate encounter. It all felt like happened in a dream."Lucas had it all, Adeline. That's why I struggle to comprehend how you could betray and deceive your husband."I can tell from the way he looks at me in our family portrait that he loves me deeply. And deep down my body, I know I love him just as much. The reason behind my actions remains a perplexing mystery.What drove you to seek another man?He is irresistible. I was completely satisfied by his actions and craved more of him. He is also incredibly skilled in the bed. He is the epitome of perfection, and I could ask for nothing more from him. I never felt like anything was lacking in him. I can confidently say that there was a strong motive behind my betrayal of Lucas."It's peculiar how you are this constricting tight once more, Adeline."As his words echoed in my mind, I bit my lower lip harder. Replaying them over and over caused the hair on my body to stand on end. Even though I was fumbling in the dark, I was determined to satisfy him and make up for any deficiencies as his wife from the night before.It is an injustice, the rarity of the situation. Along with my memories, my body has forgotten how to articulate my emotions while Lucas took me to the bed. And, to avoid appearing foolish, I followed his lead. Our shared moans echoed as I mimicked his every move and gasped in unison. We both indulged in the inferno of our emotions, letting them consume us."Adeline, you must relax! You just got out of bed moments ago. What are you thinking now?" I sternly reprimanded my earlier actions in a composed manner.It was not solely my doing that the blanket was now pulled tight to cover the exposed part of my body. I can no longer hold my need to relieve myself due to my lustful thoughts. My body is heating up and yearning for something different from Lucas.I turned my attention to Lucas, taking in his sleeping face. If I were to compare it to his face while he was taking me, I would say it exudes the same kindness, innocence, and concern."You make a valid point. Lucas, I share your sentiments. Let's restore our family. I am ready to make amends for everything. It is not too late to make a change. I swear to you, from this moment forth, I will do everything in my power to earn your forgiveness for my past transgressions. For now, you and Luke are all that matter."I carefully got out of bed, being mindful not to wake him up. Today marks the first day of my responsibilities as a mother to Luke and a faithful wife. I reluctantly went to the closet to pick out clothes. After last night's activities with Lucas, I did not have the energy to dress up. Upon surveying the garments within the closet, I hesitated to adorn them. Most of the apparel consisted of luxurious silk gowns, evoking a sense of opulence. This morning, like yesterday, I felt out of place amidst these unfamiliar belongings. Nonetheless, I opted to make a selection from the closet to avoid roaming the mansion in a state of undress, risking a scolding from Lucas."Good morning!"As I entered the kitchen, the maids' expressions quickly changed from smiles to stoic gazes directed towards me. Their demeanor gave the impression that this was my first time performing this duty. Their coldness dampened my spirit, spoiling their own day.Wait, have I mistreated them in the past?Are they enduring unfairness from me?What gives them the right to look at me in such a manner?Oh, Adeline, these thoughts are perplexing!"What have you prepared for our breakfast?"I inquired in a friendly tone, but no one bothered to respond. Are they unable to hear or communicate? Do I seem strange to them? Did my former self feel this way towards them?"Is it difficult to answer my question?"Still, no attempt was made to answer, as if I had a history of inappropriate behavior towards the maids."Good morning, Mommy!"Upon hearing Luke's voice, I turned to see him running towards me. Seeing his eager approach, my smile widened even more. Following close behind was his nanny, who seemed worried."Take it easy, Luke. You might trip and fall!"Kneeling, I opened my arms, as Luke rushed into my embrace. Once he was in front of me, I effortlessly picked him up. As he rested his cheek against my shoulder, his delicate arms automatically wrapped around my neck. With great affection, I enveloped him in a warm embrace and gently rubbed his back."Did you sleep well, Luke?"To my surprise, all the onlooker's maids were completely taken aback by my actions. I noticed that they stood still, frozen as if they were statues, while they observed our tender moment. Their expressions betrayed their disbelief as they gazed at Luke and myself.What is the matter with these people?Could it be that I have never shown this kind of affection to my son before?Am I a neglectful mother to him as I was an imperfect wife to Lucas?Before Luke could respond to my question, and just before I questioned the maids about how they treated me, I noticed Lucas approaching the kitchen door. I could see his wet hair from a long distance. His pungent scent permeates the inner recesses of my nostrils, indicating that he has just taken a shower. There is also a sweet-smelling after-shower gel product that I am unfamiliar with. Everything seemed like something I was experiencing for the first time. I am still trying to figure out how he did it in such a short amount of time. My attention was drawn to the light sky-blue polo shirt he was wearing, which made him appear more attractive. His dark suit is draped over his left arm, hanging there. He is holding a leather bag about the size of a laptop in his right hand. Ready to go, most likely to his office and start working. After all, he is the Mayor, so he should always be swamped. A bodyguard appeared out of nowhere and rushed toward him, grabbing the leather bag from him. Aft
When I heard Luke's request, my throat dried up. How could a four-year-old boy understand his mother's thoughts? I never asked him to tell Lucas about this. He was the one who volunteered to command his father. Perhaps he would have seen us before and had high expectations. Lucas inhaled deeply and gulped down. He, too, was probably surprised. The maids, who had heard our son speak quietly, exchanged meaningful looks. I am sure they are curious as well. "Luke, your father is rushing to get to work. You can't simply ask—" "Mommy, that kiss only took a few seconds!" Luke makes a good point, but granting his wish was unnecessary. Lucas now appears dissatisfied. Well, it was not because of me. I am certain he is judging me. Perhaps he thought I was doing it, which is why he tightened his jaw. "Luke, please stop being so stubborn—" I was cut off as Lucas approached me. Because of the speed of the events, I had no idea what this quick kiss on my lips had done. My mouth stayed open. Luca
I decided to stay silent and not respond to what Lucas said. It should come as no surprise that I will lose in our debate. His way of thinking is incompatible with the point of view from which I would like to communicate with him. He also demonstrates emotional strength, and the law should be based on his words. I discreetly ate some food. I refrained from looking at Lucas again because I knew it would bring me to tears. I feel humiliated and unwanted. "Mommy, do you think we could play after our meal?" Luke asked me in the middle of our breakfast; I assumed he was still watching cartoons. "No, Luke. This is your first day back at school." Lucas had already responded to his questions before I could say anything. I pursed my lips. Even though I would like to agree with Luke's request. I now understand that the way Lucas expressed his thoughts on everything suggests that he, as his father, plays a fairly authoritative role in his life. Lucas is the type of man who says what he means,
As soon as Luke and his nanny walked out the door, I was enveloped in a deafening silence. While I was standing at the door, watching them get into the vehicle, I thought that I should just accompany them to send him to school, but they had already left the house. I am sure I will not do anything here in the mansion. Even though I stated this, if they wait any longer for me to change into new clothes, he may be too late for their classes. Luke was the one who got my clothes wet earlier and enjoyed it; now that he can, he looks very happy. "Bye, Mommy!" Luke's expression was priceless as he looked at me through the open window of the school bus. He smiled widely as he waved his hands. I responded with a hand gesture toward him. Don't worry, Luke. Starting today, I will be a responsible mother for you. Even if I cannot recall anything, I am going to try to make things right in my life. Let us make new memories where we are happy. "Bye Luke, see you later!" As the car sped away, I co
I went back to our room to consider what I had learned after taking one of the housemaids on a tour of the manor. I thought back on the few bits of information I had managed to lose. It is obvious that I used to be incredibly awful at them and everything. The cook attempted to send a snack after lunch, but I was so consumed with thoughts of all the things I had to get done that I found it difficult to sit down and enjoy the desserts. Is this who I really am? What if there had been a possibility to exchange one person's soul for another? And I am one of them? Is that even possible? I have a strong sense that I am not the real Adeline. The problem is, I do not know how to explain this to Lucas while I have his wife's face and ring. Personally, I noticed something out of the ordinary. If I were her, I would at least have an innocent heart. What if it turns out that you are indeed this woman? You are simply unable to acknowledge it because you have no recollection. I sighed and laugh
We walked together to the ice cream shop that Luke had pointed out to me. When we pulled up in front of the store, only Luke and I got out because I had assured his nanny that she could wait inside the car. She initially rejected my request, but she eventually gave in and agreed to what I wanted."There is no need to worry. Luke and I are not going anywhere. You can see us across the shop if you look out the car window."She did not respond, as if she thought it was a waste of time to talk to me."Luke, take it slowly. There is no need to be so rushed. This type of ice cream shop keeps a large number of stocks." I whispered as I gripped his small hands tightly. I am afraid I have forgotten him. Luke mentioned to me earlier that we frequently go here to get ice cream whenever he has a craving for it. As is typical for me, I have no recollection of this location in comparison to others. But to pique his interest even more, all I do is nod as if I am remembering those days. The store is
Luke's nanny swallowed hard as if she had a lump in her throat. I will not let her do this. She cannot rule me because I have responsibilities. I am the wife of her boss, not anyone else. My husband is no longer treating me well; will she even take away my rights to my child? That is terrible. She cannot tell me what to do or not do. If she dislikes me, she has the option to resign. I can now provide better care for my child. She did what I wanted while lowering her gaze to the ground. I did not say anything to humiliate her; I simply did not like how she approached me earlier. She remained standing by our side while carrying Luke in her arms. My son continues to look at us alternately. Perhaps he was perplexed by the sudden rise in the tone of my voice. "I am sorry, Madam." I did not respond. I bit my bottom lip as I returned my gaze to her. I believe my words have caused her significant pain. I was furious with her. Her actions will suddenly become erratic without explanation. I s
When I turned to face the store's entrance, it was as if ice water had been thrown all over my body. Lucas was standing there, glaring at us with bloodshot eyes. His lips were drawn in a grim line, as were his brows. He was clearly suppressing his rage, but it was still evident in my eyes. Looking into the corners of his eyes reveals his attitude. Oh my God! Is this what I was saying before? It happened in a matter of seconds after I thought about it. Is this the answer to my question about what would happen if Lucas found us here? I am just kidding, Lord; why did you give easy answers to my questions? Adeline, what will you do now? Think about it quickly! I have no doubt that he saw how that man hugged me. Lucas undoubtedly witnessed that. His gaze shifted from me to Dominic. I can not put into words how much hatred he had on his face. The two of them kept staring at me as if they were fighting for something. I knew I was in a bad situation. The first thing that came to mind was t