We had gotten to Shoreditch before nightfall and I lay here, in my bed, thoughtless. Luke had gone to his study to sort out some business related issues and had promised to bring our dinner to my room as soon as he was done.
I get down from my bed and tip toe to my bedside mirror, and I unconventionally stare at myself when my eye falls on my neck. I touch it and tilt my head to properly get a good view of it. It was a love bite. There's a knock on the door. "Come in." I say, turning to look at the door. It's Emmanuele.
"Madam?" She says. I get down from the stool and walk to her, my arms crossed. "Yes, Emmanuele, what is it?"
"Well, Mr. Carrington is on the phone and he doesn't seem all that happy- he broke a vase." She says and I gasp. Immediately, I rush past her and head downstairs.
Reaching down, it's quiet and I see Luke standing by the bar, his back facing me. He has a glass
"I really do not have the strength, nor do I have the time to exchange words with you and remember," I get up, walking to her. I continue, "You will give me the respect I deserve as Luke's wife and as the lady of the house. Do you get that?" I spit, a sudden surge of anger filling me.She claps and laughs. "I've been with Lucas for years. I know everything about him, what he likes and what's good for him." She points at me, "And you're definitely not it, Natalie!" She yells, anger and jealousy evident on her face.Luke enters the room before I'm able to speak."Laurel!" He yells and she turns to look at him. She tries to hug him. He doesn't let her. "Don't you ever speak to Natalie that way, ever again. You will give her the same respect you give me and you will speak to her with respect. Understand?" He says harshly. I want to smile, but I don't.In a split second, she begins to cr
"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask, panicking. I rush to the door, my hand over my mouth as I lock the door. He is sitting on the couch, his legs crossed."Aren't you happy to see me, Natty?" He asks, while I stand there, h orrified, trembling at the thought of Luke walking in on us. He gets up and gets dangerously close to me. I stand still, my hands behind me, on the wall. He holds my waist and my body is resting on his. I close my eyes, "Please, I beg you. Leave me alone." I push him and move to my bed. He comes close again and cups my face in his hands, "You can't tell me you didn't miss me, didn't think of me. . ." He continues, "I apologize for coming so late my love, but I'm here now. Let's leave now." He raises my chin up and we share an eye lock. My eyes are watery. He leans in for a kiss and I do not resist— instead, I kiss back.Somehow, Rocky and I find ourselves kneeling on the floor. I am crying, my han
Two days later..I pace around the living room anxious, as I await aunt Ruth's call. My legs are hurting in my Louboutin heels but I ignore. Luke had gotten me an iPhone, a gesture he believed meant that he now trusted me completely.Luke had gone to work, and the house was as quiet as usual. I hadn't seen or heard from Laurel for a few days and I couldn't deny the fact that I was worried if she was alright. The Laurel I knew would have been pissing me off everyday, continuously.Aunt Ruth's text comes in and I read. I had asked her to reach out to Rocky and José respectively. I had to know exactly what he intended to do so I could stop him on time.Aunt Ruth; Child, for the love of God tell your husband who Rocky is! I have just spoken to Rocky and he wasn't even keen on telling me anything and was even extremely rude to me.I text back; No, Aunt! No, please, I can never ever tell Lu
With shaky hands, I dial Rocky's number. I tiptoe to the door, trying to ensure that no one is eavesdropping. I lock the door and rush back to Luke's chair. I call the number and wait for him to pick up. It takes forever, but he eventually picks up and as I hear his voice, my eyes close automatically and it's as though I've become mute."Hello?" He says on the other end. "Hello?""I don't know what your plan is—"Natty, it's you, my lo— I interject, "Stop it." I demand.I get up, "Don't refer to me as that!" I bark. "I'm calling to warn you, Rocket." I call his full name, "Leave Lucas and I alone, please. Let me be at peace for once, I beg you.""No! No! No!" He yells back immediately. "You're not saying that because you want it, you're saying so because of your mother and that arse you call your husband. Come on, Natalie! You should be smarter than this. You are!"
I wake up, my head dripping with sweat. It was a dream. A bloody nightmare. I look beside me to find Luke fast asleep, still naked. I heave a sigh of relief. I tuck my hair behind my ear as I reach for a glass of water beside my bed. The jug is empty."Bloody hell." I whisper. I get up, trying to move around as quietly as I can so I do not wake Luke. I'm by the bathroom door, near the coat rack. I pick a white robe from the coat rack and put it on. I walk back to the bed and cover Luke properly with the duvet.I drop the jug on the kitchen dining as I enter. I tie my hair in a messy bun. I open the fridge and scan for anything edible to eat. I grab the jug of milk inside and a bar of snickers. As I close the fridge, I shriek in shock as I see a figure in the dark. The figure walks slowly towards me as she plays with her red hair. It is Laurel.I'm relieved, "You know, you really do have a problem." I say as I walk to the dinin
"Mrs. Carrington?" I hear, accompanied by kisses, wake me. I giggle, turning to the other side of the bed."Wake up." Luke says. "Noooooo!" I reply as I use the pillow to cover my face. He removes it and drags the duvet off my body. I gasp, getting up immediately, "I'm naked!" I try grabbing the duvet from him but he's not having it."Fine." I say as I get up, heading for the bathroom. He drags me back and gives me a back hug. I hold his hands in front, as I place kisses on each of them."I'm so tiny, compared to you." I say"Exactly. The perfect fit." We move to the window opposite the right side of the bed and the sunlight falls on us."The weather's so nice today, I feel like going for a run and having a picnic by the lake." I say, caressing my ring."I want to do anything you want to do, my love."I break the hug, turning to f
Dinner had begun, and the table is awkwardly quiet but I knew all too well that even if Luke knew how much tension there was in the air, he couldn't have guessed the reason behind it.Luke drops his flute, "So, Caleb. I'd like you to share what you do with my family. Let them get to know you since you'll be staying a few days."I can't help but wonder how long 'a few days' was. Rocky smiles, adjusting the napkin on his shirt."I'm a hotelier. Nothing serious. I plan to acquire assets in popular areas and turn them into hotels. My goal is to have a chain of hotels, all under the same name, just in different locations as my father would've wanted. Luke is on the deciding board of the next building I wish to buy and actually he's the only young person there so I knew that he would be the only I could talk to, to help me get that building, because I really want that building." He pauses and looks at me, "I'm not a fraud, Mrs
"Luke, please, you have to help them. You have to help my family." I plead, as I hold onto his shirt, desperately begging. I never wanted to be in such a position again, but I had to, for my family.He holds my hands, "I'll go there and I'll try to sort it out. You know I'll go far and beyond for you."Unable to control my tears, I hug my husband as tight as I possibly can. I hoped the small gesture would show how grateful I was even though I couldn't bring myself to say a word. Luke hold me, caressing my head as he runs his hand through my hair.From a distance, I can hear Aunt Ruth crying as she simultaneously speaks to someone on the phone. I had two things on my mind, first off, I wondered how my father was doing. Lastly, I found everything that had occurred in the past few months very strange and unsettling. I knew Luke had something to do with our money, but our businesses? Mother never mentioned those.