Embers of Betrayal

Chapter 15: The Evil in Maxim

After pretending to be deeply asleep, Bernadette quietly leaves her room to find where Maxim and Clarissa are. 

Bernadette quietly opens her bedroom door and steps into the dimly lit hallway, moving as silently as possible. She follows the sounds of groans, moans, and giggles, her heart pounding as she nears the source of the noise. She approaches the sounds of their intimacy, listening from a distance.

Bernadette: (whispering to herself, her voice trembling with emotion) "So this is what it's come to..."

As she gets closer, the sounds become clearer. Clarissa's voice rises above the others, filled with passion.

Clarissa: (moaning loudly) "Oh, Maxim... yes... just like that..."

Maxim: (groaning in response) "Clarissa..."

Clarissa: (giggling breathlessly) "I'm sorry for your blind wife, Maxim. She can't see how your eyes roll in ecstasy..."

Maxim: (whispering heavily, his voice full of desire) "Just focus on us, Clarissa. It's all that matters right now."

Clarissa: (laughing softly) "I can't believe how easy it was to forget her... to have you all to myself."

Maxim: (murmuring) "It's our little secret. She doesn't have to know anything until I succeed transferring the entire business under my name... I'll persuade her to sign dcuments, anyway she can't see what she's signing...so we must not break her trust."

Clarissa: (sighing with pleasure) "It's almost sad, isn't it? She's right there, in the next room, but she can't see a thing."

Maxim: (grunting) "Don't think about her. Just enjoy what we have."

Clarissa: (whispering seductively) "Oh, Maxim... I do."

The air heavy with the scent of perfume and the sounds of passionate whispers. Clarissa and Maxim are in the midst of their intimate encounter.

Maxim: (panting heavily, his voice a low growl) "Clarissa, I need you to keep this quiet. The last thing we need is for Bernadette to find out before I've finalized everything."

Clarissa: (moaning softly) "I understand, Maxim. I'll be as discreet as ever."

Maxim: (with a hint of triumph in his voice) "Good. I'm so close to taking full control of the business. Once I have everything under my name, we can be together without any more complications."

Clarissa: (giggling with a mix of pleasure and satisfaction) "I can't wait. It's almost too perfect, isn't it? She's completely out of the way."

Maxim: (grunting) "Exactly. She's blind and trusting. She won't suspect a thing. By the time she realizes what's happening, it'll be too late."

Clarissa: (whispering) "You're so clever, Maxim. And I'm glad to be part of your plan."

Maxim: (his voice growing more intense) "As long as you keep making me feel this way, everything will work out."

Their voices grow fainter as their physical expressions of intimacy continue. 

While Bernadette, her heart pounding, crept closer to the door. The murmurs and soft laughter from within grew louder. She could hear the unmistakable sounds of intimacy, each sound a sharp reminder of her husband's betrayal.

Clarissa's voice, heavy with emotion, cut through the dim room. "Oh, Maxim... just like that..."

Maxim's response was a low, intense murmur. "Clarissa..."

Clarissa's breathy, almost mocking tone followed. "I'm sorry for your blind wife, Maxim. She can't see how you're lost in this moment."

Maxim's voice was full of a quiet determination. "It doesn't matter. This is our time."

Clarissa, with a mix of pleasure and satisfaction, laughed softly. "Yeah...it's our time...I love it most when we're together like this."

Maxim's whisper was tinged with secrecy. "Keep it this way.  Bring me to ----uggghhhhh."

Clarissa sighed with contentment. "I am close---"

Maxim's response was a mix of grunts and encouragement. "me too--- f--c--k!!!."

Clarissa's final words were a seductive promise. "Oh, Maxim... I'm all yours."

Bernadette, though she cannopt perfectly see, her heart heavy with the weight of their betrayal, retreats further into the shadows, feeling a mix of anger and determination.

Bernadette: (whispering to herself, tears welling up in her eyes) "So it's not just about the affair. He's plotting to take everything from me... I need to act quickly."

She slowly makes her way back to her room, her mind racing with thoughts of what to do next. The emotional strain of what she's just witnessed is immense, but her resolve to confront the betrayal and protect herself only grows stronger.

Bernadette: (to herself, with a steely determination) "I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him. He won't get away with this."

She closes the door behind her and sits on the edge of her bed, her hands shaking as she grapples with the intensity of her emotions.

Bernadette sat on the edge of her bed, her hands shaking as she opened the CCTV feed from the guest room. The screen flickered to life, showing the unmistakable scene of Maxim and Clarissa together. Each sound and movement was a piercing reminder of the betrayal she had been silently enduring.

Bernadette: (whispering to herself, her voice tight with anger) "So this is what you've been hiding, Maxim... so this is how far you've gone."

Her eyes locked onto the screen, her heart aching with every sound, every image. She couldn't see them clearly now—but she knows Maxim's face twisted in pleasure, Clarissa's movements intimate and deliberate. The betrayal was as vivid as the emotions that surged through her.

Bernadette: (muttering through gritted teeth) "How dare you... How dare you bring this into our home and think you could keep it hidden. You thought I was totally  blind, but you didn't count on my determination."

As she recorded the footage, her anger turned into a fierce resolve. The evidence she was gathering wasn't just about exposing Maxim's betrayal—it was about reclaiming her dignity and taking control of her own narrative.

Bernadette: (firmly, to herself) "This will be your downfall, Maxim. You'll pay for every lie, every deceit. And I'll make sure everyone knows the truth."

She continued to watch, her determination unwavering, as she captured every detail, ensuring that the evidence of his betrayal would not only be undeniable but also inescapable.

Bernadette stood up with a steely resolve, her emotions under tight control as she locked the door behind her. She moved purposefully to the bathroom, each step echoing with the weight of her decision. Inside, she opened the cabinet, her fingers brushing over various items until they landed on what she needed.

Bernadette: (muttering to herself, her voice steady) "This will be the key to getting the justice I deserve."

She took a deep breath, holding a small, metallic object tightly in her hand—a tool she intended to use to confront the betrayal and take control of her situation. She carefully placed it in her handbag, making sure it was securely packed.

Bernadette: (whispering with determination) "No more playing along, no more pretending. Tonight, everything changes."

With the object safely in her handbag, Bernadette returned to her room, her resolve strengthening with every step. The confrontation was imminent, and she was ready to face the truth, no matter the cost.