“What…what are you doing here, Cal?” Iris asked. “Don’t act coy sweetheart,” Cal chuckled. “You know you invited me over.”“He’s lying,” Iris whispered. “I would never.”“Let me in!”“Go away Cal!” Iris called. “O-or I’ll call the police!”“I’m calling your bluff, baby. You never call the police on me. Now let me in.”“Go away!” Sienna snapped. “She may not call the cops on you but I will!”“Then do it.” Cal said.There was something horribly sinister in his voice. Iris looked through the peephole once more and saw that Cal was no longer there.“Where did he go?” She whispered. “Maybe he actually left.” Sienna suggested. They both jumped and screamed at the sound of broken glass. “Where did that come from?” Iris whimpered. “I-I don’t know! I think he’s in the house.”Sienna grabbed Iris and pulled her way from the door and towards the stairs. “No, in the scary movies, we’re not supposed to go upstairs.” Iris hissed. “This isn’t a movie, Iris.” Sienna whispered as she pushed her
“Sienna what?” Iris asked. “You’re joking right?”“Of course I am!” Sienna forced a laugh. “But I mean, that would keep him away from us forever. I mean look at Cal and Donovan. Gone.”“Sienna, don’t talk like that.”“Sorry, I just love you so much and I want to be with you. I will do anything to make that happen. I’ve proven I can protect you against Cal. That's what you wanted right? Well I’ve done it. And now we can handle Emile.”“Are you going to kill him?”“If I don't have a choice, maybe! I mean it would be so easy. We stage it like he tried to kill me first because he was so in love with you, but we overpowered and killed him. It’s self defense all over again, Iris! It’s too easy.”“But I love him.” Iris protested. “I don’t want him dead!”“If he’s not dead, he won’t leave you alone. You know that and I do too.” Sienna touched her face. “You want to be with me, right?”“Of course I do.”“Then we’ll make it happen. Nothing is going to stop us.”***Emile had no clue about his w
Sienna had to get Iris alone for a long enough amount of time to put her plan into action.She was sure it was going to be difficult with Emile always hanging around Iris. She would have to make him leave the house it seemed.“Emile, I think Iris’s car needs an oil change, can you handle that?” Sienna asked. “Why me?” He questioned. “Because you’re the man. You’re supposed to take care of the cars. I mean you always took my car in for an oil change, so why wouldn’t you do it for Iris?”She really was trying to make him look bad, and Emile loathed it on every level. He knew she was out of her mind and yet it was still hard to comprehend she was this deranged.He wondered if it was his fault. If all the cheating and ignoring and staying out late did this to Sienna. If it turned her into an unhinged, out of control woman.“I’ll do it tomorrow.” Emile said.“I think it's best if you do it now.” Sienna said sharply. “They’re about to close.”“So get there fast.”Iris and Emile locked ey
One Year LaterEmile Astor had a secret.He was going to surprise his wife with a trip.He had already planned it all out and he knew she was going to love it as much as she loved him. Emile was committed to showing the woman he loved more than anything that he worshiped her beyond anything else in the world. Especially right now. He looked up from his newspaper and smiled as his wife entered the kitchen. “Good morning, gorgeous.”“Good morning, my love,” Iris Astor responded, before kissing him. “And good morning, my son.” Emile gently grabbed Iris’s waist as he leaned down and kissed her small baby bump.“I just know he’s going to be just as perfect as his father is.” Iris giggled. “No, he’s going to be perfect like his mother.”The two kissed again before sitting down to have breakfast.Many things had changed for Emile Astor over the last year. First he got a vasectomy reversal and then after getting a very quick divorce from Sienna, Emile proposed to Iris who agreed enthusia
It was all getting to be too much.The lies, the deception, the tortuous secrets. She could no longer handle this. She was tired of being caught in the middle of such a tangled web. Somehow, some way this would have to end.Rain pounded relentlessly on her car as she sat in the driver’s seat for what felt like forever. She would just go in there and face them and all they had both done.Face the person that she had been twisted in a series of lies with. She knew things had gone too far. Redemption didn’t seem possible for either of them. Too much had happened. But forgiveness was the last thing on her mind. All she wanted was a solution. Finally she worked up the courage to venture out into the storm. Her heels clicked as she hurried up the driveway. The door was unlocked.The house was dark, but she knew they were there. Slowly she made her way to the living room and clicked on the light. Red was all she could see. Splattered on the furniture and walls, dripping from the coffee ta
Iris Blair was a victim. Of love, anyway. She was deeply in love with a man that wasn’t hers and probably never would be. She felt like a crazy person every time her phone rang and it was him. The excitement that would surge through her entire body made her brain fuzzy. She became giddy.Giddy for someone who was married to another woman.Iris made many justifications for being a mistress. He wasn’t happy, he didn’t love his wife, and he made her feel like she was the center of the universe. Somehow he made her feel more than just the other woman.Maybe it was the way he held her and whispered how she was what he had been waiting for his entire life. Or the way he would get a little jealous when she would laugh at other men’s jokes. It was definitely the way he made love to her for hours on end and swore up and down it had never felt so good with anyone else.Emile Astor made her feel much too important and that’s why she was okay with being his mistress. It’s not like he neglected
Emile was hypnotized by Iris. He forced himself to keep his eyes open as she made love to him. As much as he liked having control, he also loved letting her take the lead. He bit his lip as she moved on top of him. He guided her hips up and down slowly, letting the pleasure surge through him. Emile felt himself getting more turned on as he heard Iris’s enthusiastic moans float through the room. Sienna was never like this when they made love. Sienna was much too reserved. She didn’t want to try anything new and exciting and she was almost too submissive. Iris was the opposite. She and Emile never made love the same way twice. She was loud, and encouraging and her body would shake and twitch every time Emile took her there. Iris never left Emile wondering if he had done a good job. He knew from the noises she made and how her body seemed almost possessed by pleasure that he was satisfying her the right way. The two lovers gasped and moaned in sync as they continued their vigorous l
Iris hated going to parties as of late. She didn’t like showing up alone, especially when it was a group of her friends together. She felt like the odd woman out. Everyone else had a significant other or was content with being single. Iris was neither. She watched with jealousy as Joi and Freddie kissed each other. Iris was still shocked that two relationships had come out of that night at the bar. She was envious that Freddie didn’t have a wife and he and Joi could be out in the open. It’s all she wanted with Emile.“Where is Emile tonight?” Korah questioned. “Dinner with his wife,” Iris mumbled. “You see how shitty of a deal this is for you, Iris? You’re miserable at a party while your boyfriend is with the woman he committed himself to! You think that’s fair to you?”“It’s not about fairness, it’s about love. I love Emile and he loves me. You just…you don’t understand Korah. What it’s like to love someone so deeply and have to do everything you can to have them.”“But you don't