Chapter Eighteen: A Mess

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LORAINE

Yesterday was a mess in a lot of different ways.

Started off with a meeting with the not-so-Angelic-in-ANY-way-Angelica...

kind of the opposite, to be honest.

more like Evil.

Her name should've been Evil, Evilyn... or the sort.. in my opinion that meet out was awful. The woman was so intent on bagging a married man. 

How could anyone be so desperate? I have no words.

Then there's my husband's older sister.

Who I'm sure I've already met on our wedding day,

but, I was such a hollow mess.

I don't have a proper recollection of the event other than being so heartbroken I can barely think straight for the life of me.

I reached to massage my temple.

I feel like one ruthless headache is coming up.

But I just can't afford to be blown away with all the events these past few days.

It's just the start of a whole lot bigger things I wish to accomplish in this lifetime.

Who knows? I could be broke as hell my next lifetime, "if there is"... I won't be able to rock the game called Revenge.

Well, everything is not all about money and power,

but, let's be honest,

there's no better way to execute with both in my disposal.

Like, who am I kidding?

That's just the reality, as cruel as it is.

Now, back to where I was,

After ignoring Samantha (my husband's older sibling), I headed straight to my room and took a long warm bath,

I took precious time pampering myself up with all the good stuff for my skin, body,

all my expensive as fuck products from my favorite body soap, body scrub in pomegranate and almond, vanilla moisturizing milk for my bath water...

all the good stuff,

complete with flower petals and scented candles for great measure.

Hell, I had a full body cleance after being in contact with too much bad vibes I thought I was pure as Virgin Mary after I was done.

Just kidding.

Jokes aside, though..

After that by the evening, I had a call from one of my older siblings Nathan, which surprised me.

I don't know why the fuck he was acting the way he acted that I somehow felt grossed out (not in a bad way). When you have a male sibling you know what I mean.

He just sounded awfully nice and caring and whatnot... which totally doesn't seem like him.

He's more like a little cold, strict... type of loving.

I don't know how to explain it, but that's more his character. Not the one I talked to on the phone last night. No.

Then there's the call from Logan after that...

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