The sound of heels gently tapping against the marble steps grew louder, capturing Clay's attention. He stood nervously at the bottom of the stairs, adjusting his tie as he stared at the staircase in anticipation. The soft rays of the sun filtered through the window casting a warm glow over the room, but the most alluring sight was of Lorraine. She gracefully descended the stairs, her flowing dress revealing a slit by the thigh, accentuating her every movement, and Clay was captivated. Time seemed to stand still as he watched her slowly approach him. She gazed at him, locking eyes with him and a magnetic connection formed between them.His heart skipped a beat when he stared into her sparkling brown eyes, enchanting him into them the closer she moved towards him. Clay had never noticed her figure before; slender and curvy, her beauty seemed ethereal, and he lost all will to deny his feelings anymore. "Wow" he exclaimed breathlessly "You look…" "Dashing?" Lorraine interrupted with a
Lorraine stared at the mysterious lady as she approached the table. Her auburn wavy hair swung graciously as she stepped closer, adding a gentle elegance to her rhythmic steps, accentuating her natural curves. She looked almost like a model, and Lorraine was confused about what side of the family she belonged to. She had not heard any mentions of another sister whilst she was at the table, but she noticed that when the beautiful lady took a seat, the atmosphere of the table changed into apprehensive looks and quiet murmuring "Hi honey", she called, leaned in and kissed Clay on the cheek. Lorraine looked puzzled; this was an unusual display of affection between family members. Why would she call him honey? Her mind wondered, but she decided to ignore those thoughts. Still, the silence that hung in the air made it clear that something was amissClay did not respond to her greeting; he only looked uncomfortably bothered; they all did, except for Clay's mother.Celeste glanced around the
Celeste's threats were chilling, having never encountered any life threats before. In less than a week, Lorraine's life had been threatened twice, but each time she managed to remain calm and collected. But this time, this was her breaking point. She was questioning whether a relationship with Clay was worth it all. He had lied to her from the start and once again betrayed her trust, but she couldn't have anyone but herself to blame. She was the one that left down her guard and allowed his sweet sentiments to fool her, but something still made her believe there was more to this than Clay was letting on. They had to be. The innocent sparkle in his eyes had held her captive, the tingles she felt whenever they touched, sending goosebumps up her spine and butterflies in her stomach. He couldn't have faked all that, she tried to reassure herself. Her marriage wasn't a sham, and neither were her feelings or Clay's; she needed to find out the truth, and only one person held the answers she n
The locks to the door clicked open, and Maia pushed the door to see her best friend standing across the door with her suitcases packed and her eyes welled up in tears. Instantly, she opened her arms and pulled her into an embrace. "There there, honey", she patted Lorraine's back, who now let her stifle cries out. Maia collected the suitcase and rolled them inside.She headed over to her kitchen, reached into the refrigerator and brought out a bowl of ice cream she had been saving for moments just like this. She hadn't just expected that Lorraine would be the one needing it. When she called and told her she was leaving Clay's for a while, she was baffled. They seemed perfect for each other, and the more they fought their desires and wants, their insatiable longing became more passionate and fueled. Although she had anticipated that Clay's family might not be too welcoming of their son's bride under the circumstances of their marriage, she had faith in her friend that Lorraine could w
"Lorraine! Lorraine!" Maia shouted, making her way towards Lorraine's room. Her footsteps thudded loudly against the wooden floor. Lorraine tossed and turned uncomfortably, covering her ears with her pillows. Between the sound of the alarm blaring and Maia's thunderous calls, she didn't know which was worst. After her call with her brother last night, she had drunk herself to sleep, finally quieting the voices pushing her to call Clay again; he still hadn't called back. When Maia came home from work, it was already 8:45p.m, and by then, Lorraine was fast asleep. She didn't even hear her best friend unlock her bedroom door to check on her."Lorraine!" Maia called again, approaching her room "If you're gonna sleep in, you should at least turn off your alarm", she complained"Some of us are trying to sleep as well". Maia's apartment had thin walls, and her room and Lorraine's shared a wall. It was pretty difficult to ignore any sounds across the room. Luckily for Maia, they were not bac
Clay headed back towards the meeting, his gaze still lingering over Lorraine. He seemed like a teenager desperately in love and felt vulnerable. When he reached the meeting, he assumed his authority "How do we break a merger between the New Portman and our company" Clay asked"It doesn't seem quite like a logical decision to take right now", Matthew, the company's manager, voiced out his concerns"Logical?" "I don't recall you having to make the tough decisions in this company ever", Clay bellowed, and Matthew sat back in his seat, defeated, "That's alright. It's only my job to contain the damages," Matthew murmured under his breath"Do you have something to say, Matthew?" Clay raged, and Clint, the company's financial advisor, interjected"I think what Matthew is trying to say, Mr Winston is that severing our ties with the Newmans, we might suffer a huge hit on our revenues, not to mention our connections", Clint tried to reason "You don't think I know that?" Clay thundered, and t
As Lorraine walked through the streets to hail a cab, she was flooded with thoughts on why Celeste had invited her for dinner. Surely, it could not be she was dying for her company, she had made it very clear that Lorraine was just an obstruction to her long-awaited and dreamt marriage with Clay and that she had to go. Why else would she now be calling her for dinner? As Lorraine's mind delved deeper into these thoughts, an e-scooter slightly passed her,causing a gust of wind that tousled her hair. It snapped her back to reality and made her realize the toll her marriage had taken on her. From David's attempts to tarnish her reputation to Shawn's attempts to use her, and now Celeste's invitation, she questioned how her life had spiraled into these troubling events, and stopped and wondered how her life had gone from a small girl living in The Bay, meeting up with her friends on Taco Tuesdays, movie dates and arcade nights to being at the center of these disturbing events. Did love h
Lorraine almost made it out of The Continental when her phone buzzed. She pulled it out with frustration, thinking it was Celeste. Could she not take the hint that she was not going to back off of Clay? Lorraine thought, frustrated over their meeting. But as she stared at the screen, her frustration changed into worry and desolation as she read the article"Wilson Fortune heir chooses young mistress Lorraine Davis; what a strange profile match", the article read, published by chief editor David Wright. Lorraine felt numb as she read the texts. Her heart sank at the ridicule that was thrown at her. It was okay when her name was not mentioned, but now she would become the center of attention in the news and on social media. She worried about her family's reaction to the news, and the thought of it made her heart sink. In less than a minute after the news was published, she noticed strange faces staring at her, and then her phone buzzed again. She quickly checked the text from Celeste "D