Chapter 5
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"What's up?" I tried to be as casual with Noah as possible.
"Are you in a rush?" Noah laughed richly over the phone. His laugh made my heart skip a beat.
"No. I mean... I don't know" I was back to being my old stammering Diana.
"I'm so glad to hear your voice again. I miss you. The feel of your lips, your hands, and most of all the smell of your strawberry-lemon shampoo "he said huskily. My face heated up when he was telling me about the things he wanted to do to me.
"But you can't anymore "I blurted out and my face got even more heated than before.
"Ha... What do you mean? "he chuckled lightly.
"I...I am married" my chest felt much lighter after letting it out.
"You are kidding me. Right?" desperation to hear me say no was clear in his voice.
"I am serious" I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"No. Stop f*****g with me!"
"Noah. I am not" tears welled up in my eyes. I thought about the time we planned out our marriage, our theme, the names of our kids, and our first house.
"Well... That sucks I was really hoping to get under those pants but you were too hard "his tone suddenly changed. My heart broke and tears started flowing out of my eyes.
"Is that how you saw me?" I asked hoping to get a negative answer and an apology.
"Yeah. It was a bet with my buddies since you were so hard to get. I bet them five hundred dollars that I could get inside you and take your virginity "he laughed. "But you turned out to be way persistent. Anyways I have to go" he shut off his phone.
He was playing me all along. The future we planned, his love declarations, the times we pretended to give our wedding vows, his kisses, his touch... Everything was a lie. Uncontrollable tears began to flow out of my eyes. I missed him and loved him to no end. How could he do that to me? He always seemed like he was honest with. But... He would never joke about anything like his confession to me right now.
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I woke up from a restless sleep. My pillow was still wet from my tears. I glanced at the antique clock on my bedside. It was already 8:00 pm. How long did I sleep for?
"You are awake!" Roxana walked in with a big grin.
I gave her a weak smile. I know she could see that my eyes were swollen, my lips were dry, and my nose was red.
"If you don't mind me asking. What is wrong? "she asked her brows furrowing together in worry.
"Nothing" I sniffed and walked to my walk in closet.
"I don't mean to be nosy but you know Master is actually really nice. He might be blunt and give the impression of being cold but...he is a really good person" Roxana gave me reassuring smile and nervously touched her blond locks.
I grabbed a baby blue off the shoulder shirt and black leggings. "I know" I lied and she left with a bow. It was raining and the room was cold because I left the window open last night. I loved the rain.
I went downstairs to the huge kitchen to get myself to eat something. But guilt came as soon as I saw the beautiful and clean kitchen. The cupboards were a very dark brown shade and the marble top with an island in the middle. There were picturesque fruits on the island. There were three black stairs that led to down to the kitchen.
"Wow he is fancy" I murmured under my breath. I tied my dark curly hair into a bun and started making some tabbouleh for myself. I saw a different variety of Italian spices. He must really like Italian.
I was cutting parsley when I heard footsteps behind me.
"Are you the new maid?" I turned around to see a beautiful blonde in only an oversized shirt cane towards me. She had beautiful blue eyes and beautiful big lips.
"Um... No. I am his...Rafael's wife "I hesitated at calling myself his wife. It still felt so weird.
"Oh... "she studied me with a smirk on her face.
"And you?"
"Alejandra "she was still busy studying me. Alejandra. That girl he was talking to.
"Are you Rafael's current girlfriend? "it was my time to study her. She had long tanned legs and silky waves.
"Current? I am his girlfriend" she said possessively and slightly offended. What did I say that offended her?
"Well...I meant because he changes his girlfriend like every month. I was just wonderin-" Alejandra's hand connected with my face.
"I am his girlfriend. Just because you are his wife doesn't mean that you can talk to me like this! What is in you anyways. You are so plain. Plain brown eyes and hair. You look like a country b***h!"she yelled at me. "I am a supermodel! Not an ordinary girl like you" her face was turning red.
"How dare you slap me?! You might be a supermodel but I am still a person. You can't treat me like that. And stop sleeping with my husband. You desperate gold digging w***e!" I was shocked at the choice of my words but no one had the right to slap me. And my husband? Did I just say that?
"I wonder why he sleeps in a different room and came to me last night rather than being with his new wife!" Alejandra fought back. Her tall frame towering over my 5 ft 8 height.
"Because he is a playboy!" I yelled back. Honestly I knew he was going to keep sleeping with girls even after marrying. I had no feelings for him. We were just on a contract. So it didn't faze me.
"What is going on?" Rafael came downstairs.
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