My Possessive Lover's Perfect Revenge

RA'S

pretending like I

what he'll do. That's not even because he loves me or anything. He just

and I sure as hell

dn't see these

emanded, eyes fixed on me like he tho

my heart pounding in my chest li

? What should I

d..." I

on me, Vivienne came to my rescue. She stepped in

probably just work. You promised no work tonight, remember? And

my chest like bile. I bit the insides o

st realizing this now. Touching my husband like I'm no

walked away, clutching my purse tightly. They d

t care,

closed all the locks

rora!" I mumbled to myself,

I'm sure he -or she - would have laughed i

every sin could echo like a scream. I used to think that it was no big deal that I could hear him talking to a

he did bri

g a good laugh. Desmond certainly knows

. I heard her throw off her shoes. I heard her unzip her dress. I heard them fal

umiliation. Vivienne was doing this on purpose. Who moaned so loudly while fucking another woman's husband? Yeah, we kn

ocking me with every gas

over my ear. It didn't help. They wante

always made men drop to their knees. Desmond wasn't the

, he use

elf to go numb. Breathe in, b

y, exhaus

ked awake once or twice because my dreams decided to giv

h

as a different kind of cruel when quiet.

the driveway. They were gone-good. I padded barefoot acros

hind a painting-one of Desmond's favorite

it means, but it sounds narci

nd there it was. I took out the black velve

divorce papers, signed and stamped on my par

e so hard. I'm kidding! It

tion letter which he also had to sign, and a small j

n my handwriting, scribbled in moments of

imes, and the hundredth time would meet me

ch page a different disappointm

em slap me an

arrassed me

ed our anniv

st one, and the hurt r

when there's

I just... exhaled. I had loved him once, enough to stay even when all h

I turned to t

brought

I'd had enough, no more. Soon, I'd be gone. Out of

nter. I already knew who i

SM

tonight at 6. Wear wh

ast been polite, I

em that. Inside was a sapphire gown-tight, slitted, made for display. Linger

chains, but I said nothing. I just

formance, I'd wear the costume. One

•

that. The moment I walked through the gates, only one t

ho just spent the night fucking another woman, yep! - is just as rich. He ranks top

s that could get me out of any situation in the world. Nothing. All

was power in every tailored suit and cocktail dress. I couldn't be the only on

gave me a re

i, your boss awai

to scream. My heart burned, and I lost co

wisted and confused