"Thank you, if you need anything I will help you, Madam," "Just call me Leah, we look the same age, don't we?" I said while hugging her. "Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to call you that because Steve's grandmother said you were the boss's wife," he answered while glancing at Steve. I shook my head. "Oh, not anymore, we're just exes," I confirmed to her. She is a good girl and could be a new friend for me. She is also polite, and able to keep her distance from Steve. Unlike other women who feel close to male friends, they don't care about the man's lover. I haven't declared him a girlfriend yet. But this girl said that you have made up. What are they talking about me? The car started driving again, his gaze was still looking forward then turned to me as he kissed my hand and then stroked it gently with his thumb. "So, what are your plans next?" "Imprisoned Mr. Theo for attempted murder at the hospital." "Whose murder?" "You forget if someone covered your face with a pillow and that w
Steve left me alone at his house because he was taking care of something he was hiding from me. He shouldn't be able to hide anything from me anymore. While he was away, I searched his entire house. One by one I entered the rooms. All the rooms look ordinary and there is no luxury in them. There was a cupboard filled with old clothes, probably belonging to his parents. I climbed the stairs, and at the top two rooms were facing each other. One room is locked while the other is not. This unlocked room is wider than the room downstairs. Oh yeah, will I sleep in his room later? There is nothing here and it is clean and well maintained. The bed is neatly made and smells good. Again I stood in front of this locked room. My curious soul couldn't be stopped again, I looked for a gap to open this door. Finally, the door opened and I saw a row of pistols neatly lined up. From the smallest to the largest guns. Does he have a collection of items like this, legal or illegal? He is too mysteriou
One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Look at her, a shameless bitch. She deliberately accused me of cheating, but she's the one who often makes love with random men. Look, look, she doesn't deserve my wealth!" My eyelids opened after I struggled hard. I don't know where I am. In a large room, I was in bed lying under a blanket with a man beside me. Yes God, this man raped me. "You cheap Azelea, cheater, traitor!" Anthony's voice echoed standing right in front of the bed at my feet and several people holding cameras captured my embarrassing appearance. How could he know I'm here? Yes, my friends set me up. Where are they, and why are they not here? "Go and quickly print the photo. I want this news to be published tomorrow morning," Anthony ordered all the men who had finished taking my photo. Now he turned to look at me with a look of disdain and disgust. "Your body is dirty Azalea, you are disgusting, you sleep with a man who you don't even know whether he is a good man or even a poor man who will make you even wors
I walked out of the cemetery area with a limp because my legs still felt too weak to move. In my mind... I was thinking... if that was my grave and my name was Azalea. My body started to feel cold, these raindrops hit the surface of my skin, and it was really painful. The white dress I was wearing was dirty and washed by heavy rainwater. I looked up to see the black cloudy sky getting darker, indicating that the rain was reluctant to stop. I walked while hugging my body with both hands, it felt cold and piercing. My eyes looked here and there between the big and wide trees, I didn't know where the straight road I was going would end. I hoped to find someone's hut or house nearby for shelter. I was shivering with cold because I couldn't walk anymore, my legs were too weak to walk and I fell on the road, unable to hold on any longer, until my eyes felt hard to open. ***The chirping of birds sounded sweet in my ears, a sweet and warm aroma greeted my sense of smell, and a warm and so
The man who helped me called someone who knew about what happened to me and about the grave near the lake. He asked the man to come and explain everything to me. "He's our grandson and lives in a big city quite far from here. Maybe he'll arrive in the evening, you'd better rest or watch television with us." "Thank you," I said and chose to rest in the room. My mind still couldn't calm down, and pieces of memory little by little appeared in my mind. It's not very clear, it makes my head hurt like it's being stabbed by dozens of needles. Then Maria, the old woman's name, came into the room and brought me a piece of cake. She told me a little story to cheer me up. "Don't worry dear, we will help you recover your memory," her words were an encouragement to me. She was someone I had just met but was friendly and warm to me. It didn't feel like there were only a few moments left to wait, because the sky had already darkened and night would soon arrive. A few minutes later, there was a k