As the sun’s rays kissed the horizon, casting a golden warm hue over the translucent curtains, I stirred a little, still very much asleep. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open, greeted by the vastness of the luxurious room I found myself in.
The bed, an opulent piece of furniture, provided me with immense comfort with its bouncy mattress and soft covers. With confusion being the only feeling prevalent in my head, I sat up, allowing the sheets to fall to reveal my bare body, which helped uncover the reason for the soreness in my body. There was blood between my thighs and visible bruises and love bites all over my body.
Oblivious to what had happened to me the previous night, I looked around me to observe not a single soul, but an empty room adorned with elegant furniture and exquisite paintings. Scanning the breathtaking walls, I mumbled, “Where am I? Who brought me here?”
I swung my legs to the left periphery of the bed and then put them down on the floor with the softest rug. When I finally stood up, it felt as if I was resting my feet on a cloud. The soreness, however, from what I had gone through the previous night made it cumbersome to walk forward.
Other than that, I experienced a severe headache, something that made it extremely tricky to stay erect. Nonetheless, I didn’t succumb to the pain. Instead, I kept walking to the end of the room, where I found a bathrobe, hanging at the back of the bedroom door.
Upon donning the bathrobe, I quit the room, being led to a broad and wide corridor with several rooms. It, however, didn’t seem that a lot of people were living here, for I couldn’t hear any sounds.
“What is this place?” I spoke, continuing to move forward.
When I descended the stairs, I got to the dining area. There was a wide window adjacent to it, which provided a view of the outside. My breath hitched to the breathtaking view that stretched before me, wondering if it had something to do with Noah. Who else could afford all that luxury? But, he was married to my sister, Anna, right?
Shortly, I heard someone clearing their throat. That’s when I looked behind me to find a lady approaching me from behind. Dressed in all black, she came towards the table with a tray carrying tea and sandwiches.
“Good morning, Miss Jennings,” wished the lady with a warm smile, setting the tray on the table. “Master asked me to deliver your breakfast to you.”
Not as keen about heeding my hunger pangs as prepared to find out about her “master”. I demanded to know the name of the man who had brought me to that mansion, something that the lady didn’t have to answer. The man responsible for the bites on my neck and sore legs appeared on his own.
The man with the tall stature walked towards me, as his hazel eyes scanned me from the bottom to the top, appearing anything but guilty of what he had done to me. At that same time, the elder lady exited the setting, leaving me alone with her master.
“How dare you, Noah? How could you do this to me?” I roared.
Unaffected by my vociferous confrontation, he kept reducing the distance between us until we were close enough for him to grab my face before asking me, “What is it that you’re trying to accuse me of, seductress?”
“Seductress? How can you even call me that? Are you sure you're not the one who’s at fault here?” I demanded to know, frustrated with his unwillingness to recognize his own mistake. “Don’t you think that the one who assaults the other person should be considered guilty here?”
“I never assaulted you, baby girl,” responded the man, as his hand slid from my face to my shoulder. “You wanted me to fuck you, and I simply relented to it.”
“Are you out of your mind? Why would I want to have a sexual relationship with my sister’s husband?” I asked with tears pouring down my cheeks. “I could never do that to her.”
“If that’s how it is, then why did I receive so many texts from you last night begging me to make love to you?” questioned Noah with a smile, appreciating the marks he’d left on my neck while revealing the texts he’d received from me. “If anything, I am not at fault here, as I have only done justice to your desires by impregnating you.”
“You ruined my life,” I argued, wiping my eyes with my fingers. “But, I will not let this ruin my sister’s life. I would abort the child if I actually conceived it.”
The tender look in his eyes suddenly transformed into a volatile one, as he firmed his hold over my throat before threatening me to reveal his infidelity to my sister, something that I knew would break her heart. I, hence, begged him to never reveal to her what had happened between us.
“In that case, you mustn’t abort my child,” warned the man, appearing furious. “If something were to happen to my child, I would not think twice before revealing our little affair to your innocent older sister.”
“You’re a heartless bastard, Noah,” I lashed out upon being stuck with very limited and unpleasant choices.
Unfastening the belt that had held the bathrobe together to reveal my body, the man asked me with a devious grin, “Who do you think should be blamed for this?”
Covering my breasts with my hands, I lamented my ill fate, “I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I will ensure that you pay dearly when the time comes.”
“How silly you must be to think you have what it would take to harm me, baby girl!” mocked Noah, underestimating me as always. “Bear in mind the consequences you will face upon defying me.”Now that I had forsaken everything, I feared nothing. I was prepared to go through any of the heartbreaks. I, therefore, didn’t hesitate to declare my true intentions regarding him, “I will not think twice before reporting you to the authorities. If anything, you must prepare your explanations for what you did to me.”“There wouldn’t be a need for that,” argued Noah, reminding me about my texts from the previous night. “Not only will I show those texts to the authorities in which you begged me to fuck you, but I will also be sending them to your dear sister. Have you wondered how heartbroken she would be once she was to find out about her sister’s plan for wanting to sleep with her husband on her wedding night?”“No, you can’t do that to her. I might’ve texted you because I was too drunk. I am cert
With his hands on the collar of my bathrobe, he brought his face closer to mine. He then delivered a wet and uncomfortable kiss on the cheek before reminding me, “It will be in your greatest interest not to reveal anything about the previous night to your sister if you don’t wish to get thrown out of your house.”Having been reminded of the repercussions that would follow the revelation of this borrowed intimacy, I couldn’t argue with him anymore. Instead, I pushed him away with all my might and rushed towards the door to get away from the rich and spoiled heir, who I knew had nothing but perverted intentions regarding me, something that was clarified by his lascivious gaze.Fortunately, the guy didn’t order anybody to follow me or stop me from leaving the premises, which was why I wasn’t interrupted on my way out of the property. Since the mansion was surrounded by huge patches of grassy land, it took me almost twenty minutes to get to the exit. The discomfort of my journey was multi
As soon as we arrived at Seth's apartment, I was presented with warm water to take a bath and a fresh set of clothes. Since I really needed to clean myself of the evidence from the previous night, I hurried into the bathroom, took a bath and got changed swiftly, only to be invited for breakfast in the dining hall.Sitting, thus, on the dining table, I waited for the food to be served, trying not to look into Seth’s eyes. Nonetheless, the hawk-eyed man didn’t take long to recognize that I hadn’t been truthful to him. Instead of being mad about it, he asked me in a rather kinder manner, “Are you sure you’ve been telling me the truth, Christie?”“Why would I lie to you?” I asked instead of giving him the truth, for I couldn’t afford to do so. It would tarnish my image in front of him, which was why feigning ignorance seemed to be the ideal thing to do.Shortly, the food arrived. I, accordingly, paid heed to the grumbling of my stomach and served myself some warm soup and buttered toasts,
My parents were looking at the pictures that had been taken on the day of my sister’s wedding with noticeable joy on their faces. The two of them confessed that my sister’s marriage was the right decision that they’d made for her, believing she couldn’t have gotten anybody better than Noah Grayson, something that I chose to differ on.“From the day I had gotten to know Noah, I knew he needed to get married to our daughter,” revealed my mother, immersed in bluffing how she made the right decision by bringing them together. “I have never seen Anne look so happy before.”Nodding, my father kept down the newspaper he had been reading and declared, “Now all that’s left to do is to ensure our younger daughter finds conjugal happiness too.”“Since she is a stubborn one, I know it will not be an easy task,” declared my mother, grabbing her head. “Other than that, if people were to find out about her disappearance at her own sister’s wedding, nobody would want to marry her.”“I can’t believe sh
As much as I wanted to avoid it, I was instructed by my parents to join them for dinner. Nonetheless, I had made up my mind that I wouldn’t go until a number of threats were issued against me, which included throwing me out of the house if I failed to show up.Compelled by my ugly circumstances, I thus got ready. Though a meeting with Noah was unavoidable, I feared coming face-to-face with the man. Having been exposed to his capriciousness, I was afraid that he might reveal our previous night’s adventure to my family, something that was guaranteed to get me more than just disownment.“I need to make sure that he doesn’t talk about it. It was an innocent mistake that I am willing to put behind me,” I said, convinced that we could move past it. “If he lets it go, it’ll be like the last night never happened.”Giving myself the necessary assurance about things turning out fine, I zipped the back of my dress and prepared myself to face my family. As soon as I reached the staircase, I heard
Disregarding the instructions given to me by the unruly man, I decided to spend the night at home, something that didn’t go as smoothly as I had planned. I kept receiving calls from Noah, which all went unanswered. I had no intention of getting entangled with him anymore.He, however, wasn’t fine with it. He issued innumerable threats because of my indifference. He promised to not only reveal the truth of my previous night’s sin but also present before my sister the texts that he had received from me in which I was allegedly begging him to sleep with me. I clearly didn't remember texting him. It was perhaps a consequence of my drunkenness.Although I recognized the dangers of resisting him, I stayed firm in my decision to never get involved with Noah again. Burying, thus, my head in my pillow, I hoped my phone would stop buzzing soon. It was indeed my naivety that made me think I could escape the stubborn one like this.No matter how irritated I seemed, the whole day’s affairs had exha
Looking at my empty inbox, my mind couldn’t help but race back to last Valentine's Day. It still seemed like it was just yesterday when Noah and I held each other’s hand, dreamed of spending a lifetime together and promised to take on the world.The last Valentine's was different. I was neither blue nor hopeless. I didn’t hate Noah. He also loved me. Our hearts used to beat at the same rhythm. While his lips adorned my face with kisses, my joys were a consequence of his words.It surely was the happiest time of my life. Life didn’t seem as heavy. The daily challenges weren’t as threatening. It wasn’t hard to wake up the next day, because I knew he would be there to hold me if I were to fall.Now, there was a huge cavity in my chest. It continued to grow bigger with every passing day, reminding me of what I had lost. I kept thinking about how I would never be able to relive those moments again in which I had somebody to tend to my every need.“What’s up with me? Why am I thinking about
Perhaps I would’ve been in less pain if I were to have confessed to my sister about everything. Even though I kept reconsidering it repeatedly, I couldn’t find the courage to put my thoughts into action. I wasn’t ready to face the heartbreak and scrutiny that would follow the revelation.Having realized how I was the other woman in my sister's marriage, I was anything but keen on having my breakfast. Keeping, thus, my head down, I appeared unmotivated as I walked out of my room and descended the stairs to reach the dining hall. There, I found my parents having their breakfast with the very person I’d kill to avoid, my older sister. She jumped out of her chair to see me and spread her arms while approaching me.My heart wreaked havoc in my chest, because of my conscience. I knew I had done an injustice to her by sleeping with her husband. The guilt, therefore, made it excruciating to accept her tender embrace. Nonetheless, I did it to avoid raising any suspicions.As soon as we separate