I found it difficult to drink the wine in my mouth. "Why is she questioning me? Does she know something?" I pondered. "I believe perhaps he has been sexually starved for a while since you've been away, and your husband is honourable enough not to be unfaithful. I think that might have caused it." I fabricated an explanation to reassure her. She reclined in her chair and expressed discomfort with her body, hoping that when he arrived, he wouldn't insist on another session. I felt sorry for her, knowing the kind of man she referred to as her husband. "Oh, by the way," she said, scrolling through her phone, she showed me a photo that made my heart skip a beat. "How did she get this picture?" I wondered. It was the same photo Zach had shown me, showing Gabriel holding my hand as we left the event. "Did something happen between you and Zach? Did you two have an argument? Considering he left you alone in front of the production crew." "How did she find out?" I thought. "My hus

With my mind still preoccupied by thoughts of Gabriel and reminiscing about the way he once made me feel. I momentarily longed to be the one in the kitchen with him that evening; a desire I knew was inappropriate, yet he managed to reignite my longing for him once again like the past. At first, I thought I wanted him to stay away from me. However, I was unexpectedly relieved after receiving his text, which was irresponsible of me. Upon arrival at the firm, the driver snapped me out of my thoughts. After paying him, I gathered my belongings and saw Bella waiting at the entrance, clearly concerned. She took my things as the driver drove off. "My car's acting up," I informed her. "Sorry about that, Ma," she replied as we entered the building together. "Fill me in on my schedule," I requested, acknowledging the greetings of the other staff with a wave of my hand. "Virtual meetings with two clients, the construction manager, and the investment company," she briefed me. "Right. By t

I despised myself for being deceitful and keeping secrets. Zach would definitely be upset if he ever discovered that my ex had been living next door all this time, not to mention the kiss we shared and the fling I couldn't shake off for him. I drowned my sorrows in vodka while I sat on the couch lost in my thoughts. A continuous knocking at the door reverberated through the room. "I really need to install a doorbell soon. These knocks are going to give me a heart attack," I grumbled as I made my way to the door. Opening it, I was met with a dishevelled man who seemed in desperate need of company. "She left again," he said angrily. "Where to?" I inquired. "To America. I'll be all alone again, just like some stupid bachelor," he replied, walking into my house uninvited as I closed the door behind him. "I'm sorry to hear that. But why not go with her?" "And abandon my business to fail?" he shot back. “Why is he here? Why is he confiding in me?” I pondered, but he cut in with a q

"I had no idea I had dozed off," he remarked upon entering the room."I didn't want to wake you, so I decided to freshen up before asking you to join me in bed," I explained.I made my way to the bed and pulled the blanket over me. He followed suit."You can go ahead and get some sleep now," I suggested."Not until I..." his voice trailed off as he leaned in to kiss my lips gently, just like a true gentleman would.I found myself gradually enveloped in his mesmerizing rhythm as he fervently kissed me; however, sudden memories of Gabriel and I interrupted the moment, forcing me to pull away."What's the matter?" he inquired. Unable to give a response, he persisted with the kiss, only to be overwhelmed by the memories once again, leading me to cry out, "Stop!" He looked surprised.I felt my panic attack beginning to emerge gradually, causing me to tremble. I searched through my belongings in the drawer to locate the pill. Once I found it, I ingested the pill. As I prepared to return it,

Who would have imagined that I would fall so far and destroy everything I had worked for - the trust of the people, my career, my future, the support of those who believed in me, my public image, and my entire life, all in one night with my own actions. The incessant sound of notifications and calls was slowly draining me as I made my way back home in complete despair. There was no denying it. I was ruined. The realization that my private video was out there was causing my heart to race as if it might burst. Thoughts like, what will others say? How will I face my staff tomorrow? How will I explain this to Mr. Richard? What will Mrs. Williams, Christian, my mother, the Chief of Staff, and the entire world think of me? Tears were no longer an option. I went to the cabinet where I kept my drinks, took out a bottle of vodka, removed the cap, and started drinking as if the consequences were of no concern. However, my phone continued to ring incessantly, with multiple missed calls from Bel