Chapter 01
1264 Words
Love, they say, can be beautiful with the right person, but what if it led to your own doom?
Freya had just closed from work— a tiring day which had almost been a daily part of her life which wasn't her fault, her nature of job required it, especially when she was the most sorted out event planner in the whole of New York City. Freya loved her job, but it wasn't an easy task. She always had one event to organize, to plan, to attend, and put in effort to satisfy her clients to their very taste.
Today she was happy, a day that marked her love interest in a man who had swept her off her feet—a man who had never failed to make her heart flutter and get her toes to curl. A day that reminded her of when her love journey began and how she finally knew how it felt to be loved...what it meant to be loved.
"I will get this!" Freya pointed excitedly when she saw the gold of the Kinabalu orchid, a rare flower that had caught Kane's attention, her boyfriend, the last time they had a vacation in Malaysia.
"That's thirty thousand grand, ma'am," the florist beamed, a small smile forming on her purple-coated lips.
Quite expensive, but Freya was ready to do anything for her man because he was worth it, she wouldn't mind getting the world for him to be happy.
Freya drew out her gold card from the latest edition Hermes bag Kane had gotten for her. "Here please," she handed the card to the florist who looked astonished and then proceeded to swipe her card against the p*****t terminal.
After making her payments, and it was confirmed, the florist helped Freya pack the flowers delicately. "Thank you," Freya uttered, gently collecting the flower bouquet from the florist.
"You are welcome, ma'am, please do come by next time, we'll be here to offer you our special services." The florist smiled heartedly and Freya nodded in response.
Freya hummed as she walked over to her car and placed the flowers next to the expensive bottle of wine she had bought in the back seat for tonight's occasion.
She couldn't wait to see her boyfriend, Kane, and be cuddled in his arms and use his charm to relieve herself of today's stress she had at work. Her boyfriend—he was no ordinary man at all in terms of social status, and how they had caught each other's attention was what most girls would have referred to as a Cinderella's story. Kane Dion, that name rang bells in the business world.
He's the CEO of the Dion Groups Ltd, a multi-billion company rising to the top effortlessly in the country. Kane was considered as one of the most eligible and handsome billionaire bachelors in the States and for that reason, he was popular among women whose dreams were to become his.
There are times Freya prided herself lucky to have a man of his caliber all to herself.
Tonight was going to be a great night. She couldn't wait to see his reaction when he saw those flowers she had gotten for him. Her mind wavered enthusiastically as she hopped into the driver's seat and drove out of the parking lot.
Typing in the passcode to her boyfriend's exotic penthouse, the door beeped open and Freya walked in.
A huge smile formed on her lips, expecting to receive Kane's soothing welcome and see his enchanting smile, but instead, she got the opposite and the inside of the house was eerily quiet and dark... not a single soul in sight.
Freya's smile faded, but not entirely as she glanced around.
Maybe he has a surprise for her. She thought, ambling further into the luxurious living room, and when she saw no one or anything that could be like a surprise party, she became worried.
Kane was a busy man but never too busy for her, and he wouldn't have forgotten about their anniversary, would he?
Freya's heart thumped slightly as she was about to switch on the light when she heard a sound, at first, she thought her ears were playing her, but the sound came even louder, and she froze in her spot to listen again but heard nothing.
"Kane?" She called out, her voice vibrating through the room.
"... Aah!" The sound came once again and Freya's heart skipped a beat. The sound was coming from one of the rooms.
"Oh, yess! f**k that pussy..." came a moan, and Freya's legs began to move on their own instincts. Her thoughts ran wild, but she shook it off as she swallowed the heavy lump sitting in her throat.
It can't be.
A satisfying groan rang through Freya's ears just as she stopped right in front of her boyfriend's room, tracing the crazy sound from where it came from.
"f**k! See how you're taking it all in..." Freya stiffened, that voice—it sounded familiar.
No, it can't be! She doubted. She was fighting against all odds, refusing to believe what her ears were hearing. The slapping reecho of skins against each other became even more eminent, and the seducing sounds of moans filled the air.
With shaky and trembling hands, her heart beating frantically against her ribcage and the fear that consumed her of what she might see on the other side of the door might be true, Freya pressed down the door handle and pushed the door wide open just for her to see what was going on.
Freya stifled a cry, to her dismay, it was just like the wild thoughts that had come into her view— the ones she refused to believe. Her heart shattered like a fragile egg smashed to the floor, and her eyes widened in shock as she became pale to the atrocity in front of her.
Her so-called man, her Prince Charming— the man she wouldn't mind giving up everything for, lying on the bed they both shared for their carnal desires, naked with another woman who wasn't her.
A gasp choked through Freya's throat as she watched the unfamiliar woman on top of her man, riding him to her heart's content in an animalistic way.
A loud sob tore through Freya's mouth, she couldn't hold it in anymore, her eyes weren't playing her, it wasn't just in her mind... it was all real. What she feared the most was playing right in front of her like a TV drama.
The expensive flowers she was holding slipped from her grasp, hitting the marble floor, followed by the bottle of wine, which caused a loud noise as it hit the ground.
Whack!
The entire contents of the wine spilled and spread on the floor.
The s*x-deprived duo finally noticed Freya's presence thanks to the crashing of the bottle of wine and the woman on top of Kane got off him and laid beside him, revealing Kane's huge hardened d**k to Freya, pulsating for more of the woman's heat.
Freya's eyes watered and stung as she stared at them, her face turning into a mix of anger and betrayal. "Kane, what the hell are you doing?!" She screamed, her voice cracking and her breath... challenging.
Kane snorted, feeling unapologetic for being caught in the crime, his facial expression was unhinged, and his piercing hazel eyes turned cold, "Exactly, what you think I'm doing," his lips curled up at the corner.
A tear slipped down from Freya's eyes as she shook her head in disbelief.
What?
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