Bound To The Seduction

Chapter 3: Surprise

Early the next morning, Sarah landed at the biggest airport in Zaida City; New Stanton International Airport. The airport was chaos, filled with unseen faces hustling and bustling with their luggage to reach their destination while some ran with tearful eyes to the welcoming arms of their loved ones.

Today, Sarah had ditched her usual formal wear and settled for something casual that matched the pair of flats her savior had given her last night. She could have chosen something else, but this pair of flats now had a different meaning. This pair had replaced her blue heels.

As she took a step forward, one could barely notice a limp. Sarah had to admit that his tender care and magical hands worked wonders on her foot. She could have forgotten she injured her ankle if not for the dull pain when she took a step.

Sarah took out her phone and scrolled through her contact list. Her fingers stopped at Brandon's name. She wanted to inform him of her arrival but hesitated, then decided against it. She slipped her phone back into the bag as a mischievous smile plastered her face. Wouldn't it be better to give him a nice surprise? Who knows? She might catch him in his panda suit he always hid in his closet. This thought had her looking forward to her unannounced arrival.

When she got to their apartment, she keyed in the password and got into the house without any problem. She took off her flats and slipped into peach-colored slippers with bunny ears that she liked even though Brandon thought they were silly. These bunny slippers reminded her of the little bunnies that her little brother, Glen, kept back in her hometown. Glen had gifted her saying, "Big sister, I bought you special bunnies since you can't take real bunnies to the city." 

She tiptoed to the living room ready to shout 'surprise', but her words stuck in her throat.

On her favorite sofa, Brandon sat reclining with a woman sitting on his lap. Her hands framed his face while his left hand was on her waist.  Her red night gown had slipped off her left shoulder and, his right hand groped her exposed full breast. The two were so engrossed in their kiss that they did not notice an intruder. Or maybe, the girl noticed but was more than happy to have an audience.

That image had brought back a memory she had buried deep inside her heart for so long. "Sarah, your father has a new family now," her mother had said years ago. She could still remember her mother's sweating eyes — of course, it wasn't sweat — and a pain shot through her heart.  Her mother was right; these men were not to be trusted.

Sarah stood at the doorway, contemplating whether to kill those cheaters or yell at them until they died of a brain hemorrhage. In the end, she figured that going to jail for such trash wasn't worth it. She adjusted her breath and took a step forward, making sure to bump into something loud enough to alert the two lovers.

"Sarah!" Brandon shouted in horror when he noticed her standing right in front of him. He pushed the lady away as fast as possible and went to take Sarah's luggage. He ruffled his hair as he looked at her, trying to find the right words to say.

In this kind of situation, there are rarely any right words to say. So, he decided to act as if everything was normal. "Weren't you supposed to come back tomorrow? Did something happen at work? You could have told me earlier, I'd have picked you up."

Sarah glanced at him once but remained silent as her gaze fell on Clara, her former roommate, who sat relaxed on the sofa as if she owned the house. Clara raised her head to meet Sarah's gaze, giving her a provocative look. "Long time no see, Sarah."

That look disgusted Sarah. She shook a head as she couldn't understand why Clara seemed so proud of being a mistress. Perhaps she would never understand Clara because they had very different values in life. Anyway, since Brandon could still act normal after being caught red-handed, she might as well play along.