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Unprecedented Temptations

An hour passed and I heard a knock on the door. I half expected it to be Hayden, coming to drag me back to the house so he could punish me, but it wasn't. As I opened the door, I came face to face with Alex, who was in a suit and had a small smile on his face which changed once he saw me, drunk out of my mind with puffy eyes. 

I opened the door wider and motioned him to come inside. As soon as I closed the door and faced him, he jumped at the opportunity to display his concern. 

"What's happened, Ella? Are you okay? You're..." He didn't finish his sentence as he looked around and saw the half-empty alcohol bottle on the coffee table before looking at me again. 

"I don't look very beautiful, do I?" I half laughed as I sarcastically evaded his question. 

"Please, sit down." I motioned to the couch and I sat down and he followed, choosing a seat located directly opposite mine. 

"Would you like a drink?" I asked as I poured myself one. 

"No thank you," Alex replied hesitantly, not knowing what the right course of action was in this situation. 

"So what did you want to talk about Alex?" I was half curious about what he wanted to talk about and half wanting to divert the conversation away from me but it seemed my plan wouldn't pan out as I'd wanted it to. 

"What's wrong Ella? Did someone hurt you?" I couldn't help by laugh at his question, which very likely confused him. Did someone hurt me? What a question. How I would ever respond to a question like that, I didn't know. Instead, I remained silent as I took him in. He was always handsome but age had definitely been his friend because he was so much more attractive. I didn't get the chance to appreciate his attractiveness at the gala but I could now. I couldn't help but stare at him and think of what our lives would have been like if we were together today. I didn't know if it was because I was drunk, but I desperately wanted to kiss him and touch him and be touched by him. 

I stood up from where I was sitting and walked towards Alex, whose eyes followed my every movement. The alcohol in my blood gave me some confidence because I went and sat directly on his lap and placed my lips on his. I put a hand on his chest and the other on the back of his head as I tried to deepen the kiss but Alex pulled away. 

"Ella, you're married and drunk. This isn't-" I didn't let him finish talking and kissed him again whilst shaking my head. 

"No. I'm not married, so kiss me." I mumbled in between kisses but I could tell he was still hesitant. This didn't stop me though and he eventually kissed me back. He put his hands on my waist and deepened our kiss, which gave me so many butterflies and made me feel things I hadn't felt in a long time. I didn't know why I told him I wasn't married but in many ways, I realised it was the truth. The most shocking part of all this was that I felt no guilt, I assume because all Hayden did in the past year was f*ck as many women as he wanted. I felt bitter about that thought but didn't let it take over my mind. 

After what seemed like a very short time, Alex pulled away from the kiss and gazed into my bloodshot eyes with his dark blue ones as I tried to catch my breath. By closely looking into his eyes tonight, I couldn't help but reminisce about our history and develop the realisation that my life could have been filled with happiness instead of misery had I married him. I wondered why I ever fell in love with Hayden, a man who doesn't think twice before he hurts and humiliates me in every way possible as if it is his goal to break me until the pieces of my heart can no longer be broken. Why was it so easy for him to hurt me?

 Alex Interrupted my thoughts as he reached for my hands that were placed on his body. He brought them together and held them with his, continuing to look at me with eyes that seeped sorrow.