Roxanne was woken up from her sleep as she felt a car shaking and heard a knock at the window. Heavily confused and disoriented, she rubbed her eyes and moved the curtain to find Lance grinning at her. It was then she remembered that she had allowed Lance drive her home after the whole ordeal with Christopher, Penelope and the two morons at the packing lot.She glanced down at her shirt and realized that it had somewhat dried- what she assumed to be the work of her low chilling A.C. It wasn't completely dry, in the sense that her bra was still peeking out, but at least it felt less sticky and wet.And for that, she was thankful."Good morning, sleeping beauty," Lance said as Roxanne got out of the car and scanned her surrounding, extremely happy to be in front of her very own house."Why didn't you wake me?" Roxanne asked with a huff, trying to ignore the pumping heat inside her from just looking at Lance standing with his shirt drenched and hair scraggy.For some reason, this hair st
Roxanne woke up late the next day after her seemingly long night. She laid in bed for a few seconds, staring blankly at the ceiling before turning to scan her environment.As usual, Lance was nowhere to be seen. Roxanne had expected that much so she slipped out of bed carelessly, not bothering to cover her body as her bare feet stumped against the child wooden floor below her.She made her way to the bathroom and had her bath, cleaning up properly and changing into an outfit good enough for her day.She did all these in a daze, her mind still lingering on what Lance had told her yesterday before she dozed off.After their sex as usual, Roxanne felt spent. Tired wasn't the right word for it as she felt like a while truck had literally ran over her, except her organs were intact and her limbs weren't displaced in different locations.Beside her was Lance. He was in his briefs, with her duvet covering just his lower half. He sat with his back placed against her bed frame, his hair messy
"What is the relationship between you and Lance?"As if being hut heavily in the chest, Roxanne felt the air in her lungs disappear for a while and when it did come back, she had to stop herself from gasping it in, as she gently rose her gaze from the hard wood of the table in between them to meet Penelope's gem green eyes.Roxanne took a moment to calm herself...the internal storm in her mind to be précises, before she began to sought after answers to why Penelope had suddenly asked her such a question.Had she perhaps heard the rumors of Lance being seen with Julie and mistaken her for the bitch? That made perfect sense.Or perhaps...had Christopher gone to run his mouth to her? The male had suddenly become aware of she and Lance's affairs, how that happened, she did not know. So had he perhaps gone to blab everything to Penelope thinking that this was his way of revenge?That was equally an option. One that suddenly made a wave of guilt and wrong doing wash over Roxanne as she star
The truth about the affair if her fiance?Penelope stared at the screen of her phone in confusion. Lance was having an affair? With who? Could it be...No. Penelope rebuked the thought as soon as it crossed her mind. She grasped her phone in between her finger and began writing a reply.[Who's this?]She watched as her message loaded, sent and got read, but even after five minutes, the sender refused to reply.Was this some kind of prank? Penelope thought with furrowed brows. She waited a bit more before deciding that it was indeed a joke and without second thoughts, she blocked the number.After that, she relaxed back in the chair she was sitting in and sighed out loud.This wedding was indeed going to be a long one. She just hopes that no one tries to interrupt it, because resulting to violence, isn't something she is too keen on.** ** ** **Roxanne walked into her company already feeling like a freaking tired monster. Although her put together composure did not show it, the tired
Roxanne stirred at the photos in horror.For a few seconds, she felt her heart leave her body, before it was forcefully slammed back into her chest, causing the blonde to gasp.How had those pictures gotten here? No, more importantly, who had taken those pictures?!She felt her hands tremble and her eyes flutter."Colton..." She could only mutter out the name of the man kneeling in front of her, picture in his hand.Seconds passed by and he was silent."Are these you, Roxanne?" Colton asked, finally breaking the silence that hung between them. Roxanne felt her insides squeeze up.How was she going to answer that question. And even if she did, what would Colton think of.The blonde bit down on the skin inside her lips. How had things gone so bad? She needed to do something.She thought and felt her fingers twitch.She wanted to reach for the pictures.No, she needed to reach for the photos.But she couldn't move, her fingers didn't respond, and her brain had left the building, only the
Christopher had just finished with one of his usual disgusting session with Amber and was lying on the bed when he got a message. He unwrapped his arms from around Amber's sleeping body, turned over and reached for the device charging on his side table.Subtle sun light bounced on the screen of his phone, peaking through cracks of the window's blinds.The male picked up his phone and checked the message. He clicked on it and read through it.[Job done. I'll be expecting payment soon.]The words were simple and plain yet Christopher knew what it meant.He had planted a temporary spy in Roxanne's company just a few days ago and it was him who planted the box of Photo in Roxanne's office when she wasn't around.The side of his lips curved up into a leering smirk, making the male look more detestable despite his handsome features.The time for punishing those traitors have come. He thought, his mind momentarily going back to the moment he had learnt Lance was the one Roxanne was having an
"L-Lance..." Dauphine uttered, shocked by the male's sudden appearance.While she was surprised, Lance's grip around her wrist increased and she winced out in pain."Ah, it hurts!""Lance that's enough." Roxanne said as soon as she recovered from her surprised state and tapped him on the back.However, Lance totally ignored her and tightened his hold on Dauphine's wrist."I said what do you think you are doing?" He asked again, his voice taking a menacing tone.Dauphine shivered and tried to pull away. But her attempts were futile.Seeing as the girl was already shivering in fear and probably regretting her choice of action, Roxanne tried to put the matter to an end."Lance, that's enough..." However her words trailed off as the male looked over his shoulder, throwing a nasty glare in her direction that instantly quieted Roxanne and just as she went silent, Penelope walked back into the scene and her eyes went wide with shock.She was surprised to see all that was happening. Lance and
Just as Roxanne finished her talk with Grace, she stepped out of the study and immediately ran into Christopher who was making his way towards the study and beside him was Amber.They had both been holding hands but the moment they spotted her, Amber was quick to slip her hand out of Christopher's hold. However Roxanne had seen this and clicked her tongue in disgust."You both really do suit each other. Forgive me for not approving of you both in the past, the shock that came with the slight betrayal had blinded me for a moment, making it hard to see that trash truly belongs with trash." Roxanne said, her lips pulling into a satisfactory grin as both Amber and Christopher began to turn red."What did you say!?" Christopher snapped, eyes blazing furiously."What? Did I say something wrong or untrue?" Roxanne replied in a challenging tone, staring him down as her words served to anger him further. "Ah, from both of your reaction I guess I hit the nail on the head." She scoffed. "How pat