'Older men with attitude problems are not my type either.' I replied angrilyBefore I knew what was happening, he slapped me and said, 'Don't ever talk back to me,' and walked out. I held my right cheek in pain and silently went back to my room crying. I was relieved that no one was around to witness what had just happened. I still felt slight pains from the cramps, the one in my heart, and the burning sensation on my cheek from the slap. Thinking about what happened in the morning, the tears couldn't stop flowing. I had given him his boundaries, but disrespecting me that way made me really angry. Accusing me of carrying a bastard and what he told Dr. Ben earlier made me furious. I'm not a robot; as humans, we all have our limits. Dragging my parents into this made me lose control and talk back to him. The words had left my mouth before I knew I shouldn't have said that. I cried myself back to sleep because the pain was too much.The following morning, I woke up with pains all over m
It has been three weeks since I last saw her, and I don't plan on going home anytime soon. I still have regrets over my last action, and the image of my handprint on her face that morning is still in my head. I realized I had gone too far by slapping her. I couldn't bring myself to face her after what I did."Old men with attitude problems are not her type?" Anytime I remember this statement, it makes me more angry. She didn't just call me an old man, but I wasn't her type? The more I think about it, the more it makes me laugh. That smallie has a spec?These past weeks have been from one work to another. I have been sleeping at my house located at the outskirts of the town. It is a small house I bought a few years back to rest. It's where I hide whenever I need my space.I have been going out for drinks with my friends lately. Today again, I went to Brad's bar for drinks. Ben joined in after work today. We were in our usual VIP room when Brad suggested bringing in some girls to spice
I told her I was going to sleep in the sitting room, but she refused and said she couldn't sleep in her room alone. I agreed to sleep on the floor while she sleeps on the bed. She said okay. I was surprised at how she readily agreed to that. That was when I knew she didn't have any plans and that I was safe. We both didn't sleep early and talked about funny moments we've both had these past few years. We talked for minutes before I slept off. I slept peacefully, knowing nothing would happen, but it was a lie. I never knew it was a trap.Sophie's POVI've been trying to sleep, but I couldn't. I've been having thoughts on how I was going to tell Greg about traveling next week. I wasn't worried about that alone; I was worried about how he was doing. I haven't stopped sending texts to him. I've been apologizing over what I said and how it wouldn't happen again. He has been reading them but hasn't replied. I was really happy that he was reading them. At least he knows I'm really sorry, and
I've had a hard problem sleeping since the incident that happened a few years ago. I've received treatment over the years , though it has improved over the years, but I still find it hard to sleep sometimes especially when I am in another person's house.Sleep was gradually coming when I felt someone on top of me. The person drew close to my face and kissed my forehead, from my forehead down to my nose, before I could react, the person started kissing my lips. I knew it was Rose, I tried to push her away, but the effect of the wine I had earlier was still in my blood. Before I knew what was happening, I started responding. I took over from her and returned the kiss. I changed my position to be on top of her while still kissing her passionately. I could feel my lower body pressed against hers and I could hear her soft moans in the quiet room. She suddenly removed her nightie and her upper body was naked and short was left …… I lost the last bit of self control left in me and pull
After leaving Greg's room, I went to my room to get some sleep, but I couldn't. The thought of what happened earlier consumed me, from the lady's voice I heard earlier and the marks he came home with. I wouldn't lie, I felt somehow when I heard that voice, but I couldn't do anything about it anyways.I welcomed him back as always when he came back earlier. Greg looked so disheveled, and I saw marks on his body. Yet, he still looked very handsome in that state. As the good wife, I went to take the first aid box and knocked on his door to give it to him to treat his wounds. After I had given him, I left for my room immediately.Back in my room, I suddenly remembered something important. "Wait, he needs to take painkillers or something because of the pain he'd be going through" I thought.The first aid box doesn't have any painkillers. I immediately went online to ask a private online community I belonged to about the painkillers one could give her husband that came back with marks on hi
Sophie arrived in Bellaris country in the Evening. It was an Eight hour flight to the country. That was my first time of Entering a plane. As the plane was about to take off, the way I panicked, it felt like I was going to die. The lady beside me was of great help, she held my hand till we got to our destination. When we finally arrived at Bellaris country, I took a taxi to the hotel where I would be staying.The hotel was a five star hotel, this wouldn't have been possible without Victoria. She booked the hotel in my name the last time she came to the mansion. If I knew it was this big, I wouldn't have allowed it. This is way too big and expensive for a student that is about to write an exam. When I got to where the receptionist was and told her my name, I was immediately given a chaperone to lead me to where my room was. It was a VIP suite with a large room.Upon entering the suite, guests are greeted by a spacious living area, complete with plush sofas, armchairs, and a coffe
It's been days since I went home. I was still angry with myself for what happened between Rose and me. She has been calling for the past few days, but I ignored it. I instructed my security and my P.A not to allow her in my office anytime I'm at work, and I instructed my security at the mansion too.Since our last call where I shunned Sophie, that was the last time I heard from her. I decided to go home today. Grandma called me yesterday asking about my wife. I need to tell her she was okay. She even asked me to pass the phone to her, but I told her she was sleeping. Knowing my grandma, this is the second time I've told her she was sleeping anytime she asked me to pass the phone to her. Knowing her kind of person, the next time would be her showing at my house to see things for herself. She said she was going to call tomorrow, this is why I've decided to go home today. I arrived at the mansion around 6pm. On entering the house, I noticed how quiet it was. I didn't notice anything bec
"She is not here, sir.""She's not around? Where did she go?" I asked with all seriousness."She didn't say, sir. She said she'd be back soon," Sheila replied."When did she leave the house today?" I asked, hoping to know it hadn't been long and wait for her return."Today? Sir... sirrr..." Sheila stuttered."Why are you not saying anything? I asked you to tell me when she left the house today!" I said impatiently."She... It's been three days, sir," she said.I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I kept quiet and tried to remain calm, but the anger inside me could wound somebody if released.I summoned all of my workers outside. I asked how many of them knew about Sophie leaving the house. Sheila, my security man, and my gardeners raised their hands."I don't want to see any of you in my house starting from this moment," I said calmly.Sheila tried to say something, but I didn't care to listen. I asked the rest to go back home and resume next week. I didn't want to see an