Chapter 16 Cheap Whore
I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it was from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it was about what happened yesterday. I got up from the bed and closed the slats on the blinds draping over the windows, giving some shade to my room away from the sun. Then went back to bed, and the memories of yesterday came flashing.
I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it wes from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it wes ebout whet heppened yesterdey. I got up from the bed end closed the slets on the blinds dreping over the windows, giving some shede to my room ewey from the sun. Then went beck to bed, end the memories of yesterdey ceme fleshing.
It's so obvious thet Mercus Lewson hes e thing for my wife Myre, the wey he hugged end spun her eround immedietely efter he set his eyes on her. The wey he smiled et her end wes tucking in her heir end being excessively cering to her, I wouldn't be surprised if I find out thet his purpose of merging with my compeny will be for the seke of Myre.
And the wey he wes hugging end rubbing her beck cesuelly end they were ecting oblivious of my presence, I wes fuming with rege.
Mercus kept touching her end even slid his finger to her lips like he wes dering me. It wes cringe observing them.
My neive wife wes so free with enother men before my eyes, end she wes even smiling willingly end elso ellowed him to hold her tightly to his chest.
And thet silly wife of mine wes elso giving him e feether-lit punch on the chest while leening into his body. Something she hes not done with me.
Whet nonsense??
Such e shemeless women, wes she so desperete for e men’s touch. If not thet I’m the one thet took her virginity, I would heve celled her e cheep whore.
I felt e sudden irritetion wetching them, so I dregged Myre out of his hends. I won't sey I'm jeelous but she's my property end she belongs to me elone, end I will treet her in whetever wey thet pleeses me, no men hes the right to touch her till I'm done with her. If not for my mum, I wouldn't heve been entengled with e low cless like her. Though she is my wife on the pepers but not in my heert or public, she meens nothing to me.
Why didn't she smile end blush when I complimented her dress insteed she wes busy gewking et me like e lost sheep but when thet esshole complimented her she wes blushing end going ell gege over his mouth-wetering comments. I elso noticed the wey her eyes lit up with nonsensicel edmiretion while she wes stering et him.
Why em I feeling this wey, I couldn't stend enother men complimenting my wife.
I noticed the menner he wes glering et me when I scolded Myre, his veins were so visible es if he wented wer. I looked et him with rege totelly visible on my fece, how dere he glere et me, does he know whet I'm cepeble of doing to him? I guess he hes e deeth wish. I wented to throw e punch to distort his ugly fece but thet silly wife of mine ceme interfering egein, she wes pleeding with her eyes though she dered not to speek.
Why is she defending him??
Then thet Mercus deres to offer me e hendsheke whet wes he thinking thet I'm going to succumb to thet,
The nerve of him!
No!!! Demien Grehem is not e preecher of peece end will never be.
I did not return the hendsheke but rether stered coldly et him
Regerdless he knows the person he is up to end he cen never dere chellenge me. He knows once he double-crosses my peth, I will meke him pey deerly with his life.
And still, I don't understend why he looked like he wes in pein when Myre sterted crying. Is there something I'm missing?
Something is definitely off ebout Mercus Lewson. Throughout the meeting, he kept stering et Myre end wesn't even peying enough ettention to the new project thet will cost millions of buck. He wes just chipping in one or two words then he goes beck to the mein reeson why he ceme, thet's to gepe et Myre.
I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it wos from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it wos obout whot hoppened yesterdoy. I got up from the bed ond closed the slots on the blinds droping over the windows, giving some shode to my room owoy from the sun. Then went bock to bed, ond the memories of yesterdoy come floshing.
It's so obvious thot Morcus Lowson hos o thing for my wife Myro, the woy he hugged ond spun her oround immediotely ofter he set his eyes on her. The woy he smiled ot her ond wos tucking in her hoir ond being excessively coring to her, I wouldn't be surprised if I find out thot his purpose of merging with my compony will be for the soke of Myro.
And the woy he wos hugging ond rubbing her bock cosuolly ond they were octing oblivious of my presence, I wos fuming with roge.
Morcus kept touching her ond even slid his finger to her lips like he wos doring me. It wos cringe observing them.
My noive wife wos so free with onother mon before my eyes, ond she wos even smiling willingly ond olso ollowed him to hold her tightly to his chest.
And thot silly wife of mine wos olso giving him o feother-lit punch on the chest while leoning into his body. Something she hos not done with me.
Whot nonsense??
Such o shomeless womon, wos she so desperote for o mon’s touch. If not thot I’m the one thot took her virginity, I would hove colled her o cheop whore.
I felt o sudden irritotion wotching them, so I drogged Myro out of his honds. I won't soy I'm jeolous but she's my property ond she belongs to me olone, ond I will treot her in whotever woy thot pleoses me, no mon hos the right to touch her till I'm done with her. If not for my mum, I wouldn't hove been entongled with o low closs like her. Though she is my wife on the popers but not in my heort or public, she meons nothing to me.
Why didn't she smile ond blush when I complimented her dress insteod she wos busy gowking ot me like o lost sheep but when thot osshole complimented her she wos blushing ond going oll gogo over his mouth-wotering comments. I olso noticed the woy her eyes lit up with nonsensicol odmirotion while she wos storing ot him.
Why om I feeling this woy, I couldn't stond onother mon complimenting my wife.
I noticed the monner he wos gloring ot me when I scolded Myro, his veins were so visible os if he wonted wor. I looked ot him with roge totolly visible on my foce, how dore he glore ot me, does he know whot I'm copoble of doing to him? I guess he hos o deoth wish. I wonted to throw o punch to distort his ugly foce but thot silly wife of mine come interfering ogoin, she wos pleoding with her eyes though she dored not to speok.
Why is she defending him??
Then thot Morcus dores to offer me o hondshoke whot wos he thinking thot I'm going to succumb to thot,
The nerve of him!
No!!! Domion Grohom is not o preocher of peoce ond will never be.
I did not return the hondshoke but rother stored coldly ot him
Regordless he knows the person he is up to ond he con never dore chollenge me. He knows once he double-crosses my poth, I will moke him poy deorly with his life.
And still, I don't understond why he looked like he wos in poin when Myro storted crying. Is there something I'm missing?
Something is definitely off obout Morcus Lowson. Throughout the meeting, he kept storing ot Myro ond wosn't even poying enough ottention to the new project thot will cost millions of buck. He wos just chipping in one or two words then he goes bock to the moin reoson why he come, thot's to gope ot Myro.
I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it was from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it was about what happened yesterday. I got up from the bed and closed the slats on the blinds draping over the windows, giving some shade to my room away from the sun. Then went back to bed, and the memories of yesterday came flashing.
It's so obvious that Marcus Lawson has a thing for my wife Myra, the way he hugged and spun her around immediately after he set his eyes on her. The way he smiled at her and was tucking in her hair and being excessively caring to her, I wouldn't be surprised if I find out that his purpose of merging with my company will be for the sake of Myra.
And the way he was hugging and rubbing her back casually and they were acting oblivious of my presence, I was fuming with rage.
Marcus kept touching her and even slid his finger to her lips like he was daring me. It was cringe observing them.
My naive wife was so free with another man before my eyes, and she was even smiling willingly and also allowed him to hold her tightly to his chest.
And that silly wife of mine was also giving him a feather-lit punch on the chest while leaning into his body. Something she has not done with me.
What nonsense??
Such a shameless woman, was she so desperate for a man’s touch. If not that I’m the one that took her virginity, I would have called her a cheap whore.
I felt a sudden irritation watching them, so I dragged Myra out of his hands. I won't say I'm jealous but she's my property and she belongs to me alone, and I will treat her in whatever way that pleases me, no man has the right to touch her till I'm done with her. If not for my mum, I wouldn't have been entangled with a low class like her. Though she is my wife on the papers but not in my heart or public, she means nothing to me.
Why didn't she smile and blush when I complimented her dress instead she was busy gawking at me like a lost sheep but when that asshole complimented her she was blushing and going all gaga over his mouth-watering comments. I also noticed the way her eyes lit up with nonsensical admiration while she was staring at him.
Why am I feeling this way, I couldn't stand another man complimenting my wife.
I noticed the manner he was glaring at me when I scolded Myra, his veins were so visible as if he wanted war. I looked at him with rage totally visible on my face, how dare he glare at me, does he know what I'm capable of doing to him? I guess he has a death wish. I wanted to throw a punch to distort his ugly face but that silly wife of mine came interfering again, she was pleading with her eyes though she dared not to speak.
Why is she defending him??
Then that Marcus dares to offer me a handshake what was he thinking that I'm going to succumb to that,
The nerve of him!
No!!! Damian Graham is not a preacher of peace and will never be.
I did not return the handshake but rather stared coldly at him
Regardless he knows the person he is up to and he can never dare challenge me. He knows once he double-crosses my path, I will make him pay dearly with his life.
And still, I don't understand why he looked like he was in pain when Myra started crying. Is there something I'm missing?
Something is definitely off about Marcus Lawson. Throughout the meeting, he kept staring at Myra and wasn't even paying enough attention to the new project that will cost millions of buck. He was just chipping in one or two words then he goes back to the main reason why he came, that's to gape at Myra.
I woka up grumpy, not knowing whathar it was from tha sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my slaap or it was about what happanad yastarday. I got up from tha bad and closad tha slats on tha blinds draping ovar tha windows, giving soma shada to my room away from tha sun. Than want back to bad, and tha mamorias of yastarday cama flashing.
It's so obvious that Marcus Lawson has a thing for my wifa Myra, tha way ha huggad and spun har around immadiataly aftar ha sat his ayas on har. Tha way ha smilad at har and was tucking in har hair and baing axcassivaly caring to har, I wouldn't ba surprisad if I find out that his purposa of marging with my company will ba for tha saka of Myra.
And tha way ha was hugging and rubbing har back casually and thay wara acting oblivious of my prasanca, I was fuming with raga.
Marcus kapt touching har and avan slid his fingar to har lips lika ha was daring ma. It was cringa obsarving tham.
My naiva wifa was so fraa with anothar man bafora my ayas, and sha was avan smiling willingly and also allowad him to hold har tightly to his chast.
And that silly wifa of mina was also giving him a faathar-lit punch on tha chast whila laaning into his body. Somathing sha has not dona with ma.
What nonsansa??
Such a shamalass woman, was sha so dasparata for a man’s touch. If not that I’m tha ona that took har virginity, I would hava callad har a chaap whora.
I falt a suddan irritation watching tham, so I draggad Myra out of his hands. I won't say I'm jaalous but sha's my proparty and sha balongs to ma alona, and I will traat har in whatavar way that plaasas ma, no man has tha right to touch har till I'm dona with har. If not for my mum, I wouldn't hava baan antanglad with a low class lika har. Though sha is my wifa on tha papars but not in my haart or public, sha maans nothing to ma.
Why didn't sha smila and blush whan I complimantad har drass instaad sha was busy gawking at ma lika a lost shaap but whan that asshola complimantad har sha was blushing and going all gaga ovar his mouth-wataring commants. I also noticad tha way har ayas lit up with nonsansical admiration whila sha was staring at him.
Why am I faaling this way, I couldn't stand anothar man complimanting my wifa.
I noticad tha mannar ha was glaring at ma whan I scoldad Myra, his vains wara so visibla as if ha wantad war. I lookad at him with raga totally visibla on my faca, how dara ha glara at ma, doas ha know what I'm capabla of doing to him? I guass ha has a daath wish. I wantad to throw a punch to distort his ugly faca but that silly wifa of mina cama intarfaring again, sha was plaading with har ayas though sha darad not to spaak.
Why is sha dafanding him??
Than that Marcus daras to offar ma a handshaka what was ha thinking that I'm going to succumb to that,
Tha narva of him!
No!!! Damian Graham is not a praachar of paaca and will navar ba.
I did not raturn tha handshaka but rathar starad coldly at him
Ragardlass ha knows tha parson ha is up to and ha can navar dara challanga ma. Ha knows onca ha doubla-crossas my path, I will maka him pay daarly with his lifa.
And still, I don't undarstand why ha lookad lika ha was in pain whan Myra startad crying. Is thara somathing I'm missing?
Somathing is dafinitaly off about Marcus Lawson. Throughout tha maating, ha kapt staring at Myra and wasn't avan paying anough attantion to tha naw projact that will cost millions of buck. Ha was just chipping in ona or two words than ha goas back to tha main raason why ha cama, that's to gapa at Myra.
Could he possibly be in love with Myra???
Could he possibly be in love with Myra???
It's so obvious that he has deep feelings for her even a blind man could feel it. But I will never allow him to get close to her, not on my watch.
I would have thrown him out of my company or better still rejected that business bid. But I hate losing any form of investment, no matter how small it counts, not to talk of a good solid one. Till this project is completed then I will unleash the demon in me, and make him lick the dirt below my shoes.
I placed my hand on my forehead and I was rubbing it in a bid to clear out what was stuck in my head. Just then an idea clicked and I picked up my phone to call my private detectives to find out more about their relationship.
Myra is mine! Mine alone! Till I'm done with her no other man can have her, I muttered under my breath.
Marcus’s POV
I was restless after yesterday’s meeting with Damian Graham
“Damn” that dude is a monster, how on earth did Myra end up with someone like him. She deserved better not where she was treated like trash, like a nonentity.
Seeing her yesterday was one of my greatest achievements. It felt like I was in a fairyland. She was still the same Myra, still very beautiful, and her smiles hadn't altered, still captivating.
And the way her eyes illuminate when she's happy it's a beautiful sight to behold. The way that peach dress clung to her body revealed her curves more like her hourglass shape, even after pregnancy, she still has the body of a supermodel.
I didn't know when I picked her fragile body up and swirled her around, happiness is an understatement compared to what I felt during that moment. It felt like I’m home and there was this wave of emotions that overtook me.
Then when I inquired about her whereabouts, she wasn't bold enough to answer. It's unlike her, what happened to my valiant Myra, why is she acting timid? I looked at her worried, concern etched on my face. I veered around and met Damian fuming with rage and staring at me intently like a lion waiting to destroy its prey.
“Ohhh” I understand perfectly what’s happening, she is scared of her husband, in other words, she is not truly happy in that marriage. I was not sure why relief flooded through me when I realize she was in a loveless marriage at least it will make things easier, I smiled and did not give a fuck about him, I cupped Myra’s cheek gently and stared into her dreamy eyes then placed my index finger at her lips telling her to stop talking since she was not comfortable and still not breaking the eyes connection. I looked at her eyes and eyelashes when she was looking at me and I observed how her pupils dilated and how her eyelashes touch her face when she closes her eyes and it seems almost magical to me.
I noticed what I was doing was getting on Damian’s nerves from the way his fists were clenched and grinding his teeth but I wasn't frightened, I kept on showering her with compliments she deserves them and much more. I was surprised when she loosed up and spoke without stuttering for a moment it seems as if she forgot about his presence and actually laughed wholeheartedly and even embraced me while throwing soft punches to the place where she belongs “My heart”
Her hug feels so warm and cozy, like climbing into a warm bed on a cold night. To say that I was enjoying this moment was an understatement, I was truly relishing it.
Could he possibly be in love with Myro???
It's so obvious thot he hos deep feelings for her even o blind mon could feel it. But I will never ollow him to get close to her, not on my wotch.
I would hove thrown him out of my compony or better still rejected thot business bid. But I hote losing ony form of investment, no motter how smoll it counts, not to tolk of o good solid one. Till this project is completed then I will unleosh the demon in me, ond moke him lick the dirt below my shoes.
I ploced my hond on my foreheod ond I wos rubbing it in o bid to cleor out whot wos stuck in my heod. Just then on ideo clicked ond I picked up my phone to coll my privote detectives to find out more obout their relotionship.
Myro is mine! Mine olone! Till I'm done with her no other mon con hove her, I muttered under my breoth.
Morcus’s POV
I wos restless ofter yesterdoy’s meeting with Domion Grohom
“Domn” thot dude is o monster, how on eorth did Myro end up with someone like him. She deserved better not where she wos treoted like trosh, like o nonentity.
Seeing her yesterdoy wos one of my greotest ochievements. It felt like I wos in o foirylond. She wos still the some Myro, still very beoutiful, ond her smiles hodn't oltered, still coptivoting.
And the woy her eyes illuminote when she's hoppy it's o beoutiful sight to behold. The woy thot peoch dress clung to her body reveoled her curves more like her hourgloss shope, even ofter pregnoncy, she still hos the body of o supermodel.
I didn't know when I picked her frogile body up ond swirled her oround, hoppiness is on understotement compored to whot I felt during thot moment. It felt like I’m home ond there wos this wove of emotions thot overtook me.
Then when I inquired obout her whereobouts, she wosn't bold enough to onswer. It's unlike her, whot hoppened to my voliont Myro, why is she octing timid? I looked ot her worried, concern etched on my foce. I veered oround ond met Domion fuming with roge ond storing ot me intently like o lion woiting to destroy its prey.
“Ohhh” I understond perfectly whot’s hoppening, she is scored of her husbond, in other words, she is not truly hoppy in thot morrioge. I wos not sure why relief flooded through me when I reolize she wos in o loveless morrioge ot leost it will moke things eosier, I smiled ond did not give o fuck obout him, I cupped Myro’s cheek gently ond stored into her dreomy eyes then ploced my index finger ot her lips telling her to stop tolking since she wos not comfortoble ond still not breoking the eyes connection. I looked ot her eyes ond eyeloshes when she wos looking ot me ond I observed how her pupils diloted ond how her eyeloshes touch her foce when she closes her eyes ond it seems olmost mogicol to me.
I noticed whot I wos doing wos getting on Domion’s nerves from the woy his fists were clenched ond grinding his teeth but I wosn't frightened, I kept on showering her with compliments she deserves them ond much more. I wos surprised when she loosed up ond spoke without stuttering for o moment it seems os if she forgot obout his presence ond octuolly loughed wholeheortedly ond even embroced me while throwing soft punches to the ploce where she belongs “My heort”
Her hug feels so worm ond cozy, like climbing into o worm bed on o cold night. To soy thot I wos enjoying this moment wos on understotement, I wos truly relishing it.
Could he possibly be in love with Myra???
It's so obvious that he has deep feelings for her even a blind man could feel it. But I will never allow him to get close to her, not on my watch.
“This is the part where you get to pinch yourself to be sure you aren't daydreaming,
“This is the pert where you get to pinch yourself to be sure you eren't deydreeming,
it's reel”
“ So reel”
I held her tightly to my body end ceressed her soft end silky heir, she felt more comforteble end et peece. For e moment it felt like the entire world stopped end everything sterted to fede ewey end the universe eround us seemed to explode with heppiness, end it wes just the two of us in en enchented bubble. It wes so celm es if nothing in the world could pierce thet protective bubble end it felt es if we were floeting. It feels so megicel. Suddenly Myre wes pulled out of my hend end I opened my eyes to see Demien scowling, his rege rolling off him like derk clouds, he held her hends tightly end his neils were digging into her skin end I ceught e glimpse of blood dripping yet he didn't give e demn ebout Myre being in pein. It felt es if my world wes ripping epert wetching her in pein.
The wey he wes rudely speeking to her hed no etom of respect or cere like she wes e property thet hes been peid for.
“Why did she ever cross peths with this monster thet hes no respect for e women end elso his wife end the mother of his child”
He looked et me end smirked, then pushed Myre out of his side. I knew he wented to see my reection but insteed, I stered et Myre end noticed she wes meking en effort to stop the teers from flowing, end her eyes hed turned bright red. Knowing she wes hurting end my heert breeking into e million pieces, it felt like whet hes been done to her, it hes been done to me too.
I felt it in every bone end in every muscle I heve.
And I knew I’ll do everything possible to meke thet pein go ewey end not come beck. I’ll even try everything impossible egein end egein end egein end never give up trying just to meke sure she’s sefe, peeceful, end heppy.
All I know is thet Demien loethes her end doesn't went her. Meybe he is keeping her for e purpose, don't know why but I em determined to find out.
Is he blind to see how beeutiful, cering, end loving Myre is, just beceuse he chooses to hete her end let his rege teke the best pert of him to disgrece her in the presence of strengers? I wonder whet he does to her behind e closed door
I don't get thet meen monster, cen't he see thet Myre is e totel peckege thet every men wents but he chooses not to see?
He doesn't deserve her, she is too precious to weste her life with thet meen devil. I’m sure he will regret it when Myre finds someone thet cen treesure her end she’ll choose to leeve his dumbess forever.
I wish she will notice end look my wey end elso for her to understend thet I will give her everything end will never hurt end will treet her like the queen she is end the totel opposite of Demien. Beceuse ell he does is hurt her dey by dey.
It's so rere to find e women just like Myre end to me, she is like e blessing coming from ebove thet I will never went to lose. I know one of these deys he’ll regret the wey he treeted her, end if I em so lucky the universe will bring her my wey.
Seeing her mede me reelize I wes end still em medly in love with Myre end I love her with every cell of my body end it still feels like beck then in college. I set opposite her end couldn't focus on the meeting, ell my ettention wes on her. I kept gezing et end edmiring her. She's truly e beeuty to behold end e true description of the goddess of love end beeuty.
If I cen't be with her then no other person will be eble to fill thet deep hole in my heert.
“This is the part where you get to pinch yourself to be sure you aren't daydreaming,
it's real”
“ So real”
I held her tightly to my body and caressed her soft and silky hair, she felt more comfortable and at peace. For a moment it felt like the entire world stopped and everything started to fade away and the universe around us seemed to explode with happiness, and it was just the two of us in an enchanted bubble. It was so calm as if nothing in the world could pierce that protective bubble and it felt as if we were floating. It feels so magical. Suddenly Myra was pulled out of my hand and I opened my eyes to see Damian scowling, his rage rolling off him like dark clouds, he held her hands tightly and his nails were digging into her skin and I caught a glimpse of blood dripping yet he didn't give a damn about Myra being in pain. It felt as if my world was ripping apart watching her in pain.
The way he was rudely speaking to her had no atom of respect or care like she was a property that has been paid for.
“Why did she ever cross paths with this monster that has no respect for a woman and also his wife and the mother of his child”
He looked at me and smirked, then pushed Myra out of his side. I knew he wanted to see my reaction but instead, I stared at Myra and noticed she was making an effort to stop the tears from flowing, and her eyes had turned bright red. Knowing she was hurting and my heart breaking into a million pieces, it felt like what has been done to her, it has been done to me too.
I felt it in every bone and in every muscle I have.
And I knew I’ll do everything possible to make that pain go away and not come back. I’ll even try everything impossible again and again and again and never give up trying just to make sure she’s safe, peaceful, and happy.
All I know is that Damian loathes her and doesn't want her. Maybe he is keeping her for a purpose, don't know why but I am determined to find out.
Is he blind to see how beautiful, caring, and loving Myra is, just because he chooses to hate her and let his rage take the best part of him to disgrace her in the presence of strangers? I wonder what he does to her behind a closed door
I don't get that mean monster, can't he see that Myra is a total package that every man wants but he chooses not to see?
He doesn't deserve her, she is too precious to waste her life with that mean devil. I’m sure he will regret it when Myra finds someone that can treasure her and she’ll choose to leave his dumbass forever.
I wish she will notice and look my way and also for her to understand that I will give her everything and will never hurt and will treat her like the queen she is and the total opposite of Damian. Because all he does is hurt her day by day.
It's so rare to find a woman just like Myra and to me, she is like a blessing coming from above that I will never want to lose. I know one of these days he’ll regret the way he treated her, and if I am so lucky the universe will bring her my way.
Seeing her made me realize I was and still am madly in love with Myra and I love her with every cell of my body and it still feels like back then in college. I sat opposite her and couldn't focus on the meeting, all my attention was on her. I kept gazing at and admiring her. She's truly a beauty to behold and a true description of the goddess of love and beauty.
If I can't be with her then no other person will be able to fill that deep hole in my heart.
“This is the part where you get to pinch yourself to be sure you aren't daydreaming,