It was different at work and Amelia was yet to see it as a good change, now when she walked past other workers, they straightened up, like she was the boss, she was addressed with respect also. But what she did enjoy was that the rumors were gone, Kristen had no one to tell her lies about her fake dates with Xavier, her clones now understood that it was better to steak to their jobs than hang around with her as their jobs could be on a high risk.Xavier walked around like he hadn’t been shot just a week ago, she was proud of her work with the stitches, she had feared that something would go wrong, that she didn’t do it the right way but it all turned out fine.She hadn’t seen Kelvin for the whole week, he was doing a very good job at avoiding her and she felt guilty to say it was better that way. Things hadn’t ended well with them and even if she wanted to apologize more, she understood the importance of giving him space. He needed it.She also had to give a shit load of explanation t

CHAPTER FIFTY TWOMel gave a small sly smile, "After all, he wouldn't mind giving his wife such a sum, it didn't give you any problem, when you were getting it last time, so why would it now?"Mel was black mailing her, to hide her secret would come with a price and what was worse was that it was once both their secrets.Amelia always knew that there would be a Million and One issues due to all the lies she had told, she knew issues would rise sooner or later but what she never ever expected was that Mel would be the first one to bring all those issues."I will give the money to you, were do we meet?"Amelia said, her voice wiped clear of emotion, something bitter rising in her throat - the taste of betrayal."I'll be giving you an account to send it to me, don't worry, it doesn't carry my name"Mel passed a paper to her, containing the bank account, this was all planned out.Amelia turned around to walk away but Mel held her back."Nothing later than 6pm in the evening by the morrow"

Every night, it was either Xavier came back late, maybe at a time she was deep in sleep or he wouldn't cone home at all, he awoke early too and the only chance she had to actually see him was at the office and he was not always around. This was good right? At least he wasn't treating her as a slave or a whore, at least he gave her the respect she wanted, but now she wanted more. Once she had thought that this all she would ever need, all she would ever ask for but now she discovered that she wanted more, she wanted more than just his respect, she wanted love, she wanted him to be close, to hold her, she wanted to come back from work in the evening and talk to her husband about what happened at work, she wanted to go on dates- or at least go to places together with him, she wanted so much and everyday when Shawn rode her to work, it became more clearer that those thoughts were just wishful. It would never happen. She was married to a Mafia Leader who had to travel places, he had too muc

She was so damn beautiful, though he could see the effort it took for her to walk on those very high heels, he knew Amelia- she didn't like anything that discomforted her so he wondered. She still looked beautiful with or without the makeup. He had bought this dress for her and he was worried it wouldn't match her as she had a petite frame but it did fit her so well. If she knew the price of that very dress, she wouldn't even let it kiss the floor or maybe she would have refused the gift, that's why he had taken it upon himself to remove the price tag. Amelia was his wife and she should be envied but now he wished he bought something Mir covering. it showed off too much- he had never been bothered about a thing like this but now he was, she had a sizable breast and her cleavages was partly left in the open. He felt like reaping out the eyes of every man in the hall. He saw how they watched her hungrily, with lust filled eyes, she was like a lamb among wolves, but he could see the ef

“I would have loved to speak with you but it seems like you were in a haste and so… here I am, but with a different intention in mind” “In a girl’s bathroom?, what the hell do you want?” she said, trying to sound bold- even if she didn’t feel it. “We both know what I want, what else would a man want with a woman behind closed doors?” Now the fear set in, she looked around, for anything that she could use as a weapon. There was this feeling of helplessness creeping deeper into her bones, she could not stand against this man. He was so young, yet already corrupted with the greed of life and even if this wasn’t the right time she thought on how her own children would be raised. “You wouldn’t dare, Xavier would kill you” she sneered but he only laughed. “Of course I know that and that’s exactly why I’m doing this, so he would come at us” “You said you were his friend” she knew he had lied but still she had to stall for time. “So bad that he don’t talk about his business with you,