Portia and Paul were sitting facing each other with a cup of hot coffee in front of them.
They had approached their heads and were talking almost in whispers because, of course, they did not want anyone to hear them make plans to hurt other people.
Portia explained what he needed to do, ensuring that everything will go well and that the plan will work correctly. All this had become her obsession.
"And it should be done in that way so Eric – I think that his name- sees you okay. Besides, that is the whole point." Portia pointed out to him, "to make him believe that is a big slut, so he will hate her and never want to see her again. He will break with her once and for all. And that will allow you to make her yours again. Isn't that what you want? To marry her so that you can have the inheritance that her aunt will give her? And as far as I can remember, it's big money."
"Yes, I want that. That's what I always wanted. And after I got her inheritance in m
Marianne found free parking and left the car. The supermarket was right across the street, and had to cross the road to get there. Paul found this to be a fantastic coincidence because Marianne was in the right place for them to proceed with his plan and be visible to anyone in the supermarket. After all, that is what he sought. Let Eric see them. He accelerated his pace to catch her as he was ready to cross the road. Paul had approached her enough to hold her lightly by the arm. "Marianne, wait." Marianne, surprised, turned to see who it was. "Paul?" she said, not believing her eyes. "Yes me. I want to talk to you for a minute." "There is no way I can hear you and let me go" she shook her arm with force to release it, but Paul tightened his grip. "You have to listen to me. It won't take you more than a minute." "I don't want to listen to you. Don't you get it?" she countered. His hopes began to fade. If
Portia accepted his request and explained to him, telling him the whole truth. She also asked him for the help she wanted from him. "And what are you going to do with it?" he asked her suspiciously. "This is not of your job," she told him, somewhat hesitantly, fearing that he would not help her in the end. But that did not happen. "Very well. I will bring it to you". "And about the money, don't worry, I will have it." "Okay, but the money is not the only thing I want." "What else?" she asked him in wonder. "I want to spend a few hours together in a bed this time," he told her meaningfully. Portia thought about it for a moment, and she said okay for that. She would do anything to get what she needed to continue with her plan. "Very well then, meet me in an hour at the hotel." And he told her which hotel it was. "Okay. I'll be there but not in one hour. I need more hours. I am not in London." "Wher
Two years later The door of my parent's home was waiting for us, wide open. They stood there with a smile up to their ears and their hugs genuine for us. Those hugs were full of infinite love and affection for us. I got lost in their open arms, and the love I felt overwhelmed me for those two beautiful people. "Come on, son, come inside. Why did you stay on the doorstep?" I heard what my mother said to Eric, and I smiled. "Hello, Mrs. Joanne, Mr. James," Eric said, entering the house. My mother reached out and pulled him closer to us. "How many times do I have to tell you to call me mother? You will become our son in a few months. Oh! My children, you made us so happy!" Those two years that passed were the most beautiful of my life. The months passed beautifully and calmly without anyone threatening us with his presence. Our love remained just as strong and steady. So, a few days ago, he proposed to me, and I c
I unlocked the door with my key and entered my new apartment. I was holding a cardboard box with my last things in my arms. It wasn’t easy for me to find something I liked, but I finally found it.After several wasted hours on Norwich’s streets, I was fortunate when looking for an apartment, and I ended up sitting in a coffee shop on Pottergate Street.I found an empty table next to the window that I preferred. After I sat down and ordered coffee, I called my mother and told her about the big problem of finding a lovely home.
The alarm clock started ringing. It was 7:00 in the morning. I got out of bed, still feeling very tired. I didn’t get enough sleep. I went straight to the kitchen to make coffee in the coffee maker. I put the water and the coffee and pressed the button. Until the coffee was ready, I went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and had a hot shower. Still wrapped in my towel, I put on my makeup: light pink eyeshadow, green eye pencil, mascara, and a slight blush. I would put on lipstick after drinking my coffee. I headed to my bedroom to get dressed. I wore my favorite white shirt with a large collar and slightly
I finally arrived at my car. I couldn't any longer feel my hands from the bags' weight and still had to carry them to her apartment. What a hassle! Fortunately, it was only for this time since I bought everything a home needs. That's why the bags were so heavy. I opened the back door of the car and put the bags inside. I got in the car too, started it, and took the road home. I couldn't wait to get home. After that much effort, the only thing I was dreaming about was a nice warm, relaxing bubble bath. I felt great relief when I left all the bags on the table. I closed the door that I had left open and sat down on the couch
But, it wasn’t a creation of her imagination as she thought! Her ears didn’t fool her! Eric shouted to her to wait, but she had already gone in her car and left. All this time, Rebecca held his arm tight to ensure that he wouldn’t run after that woman who had just left. He hadn’t even managed to learn her name. He was so close!
I woke up in a sweat. All I could hear was the pounding of my heart. I checked the time on my cell phone. 6:00 a.m. Although it was too early, I decided to get out of bed. I couldn’t sleep again, anyway. I went to the kitchen to make coffee. Then, I went to the bathroom to wash my face and took a hot shower. After the shower, I put on her make-up as I did every day and went to the bedroom to get dressed. For today I decided to wear pants. I went for a gray pair of pants with its belt, which tied it in a bow. On top, I chose to wear a light blue woolen blouse with long sleeves. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I was ready. I got back to the kitchen and served myself a