Playing With Fire & Ice

8

Sean's pov

"Sir you can't come onto the premises." The security detail said. "Fine well give this to her and only to her." I say giving them a bag og her favorite food which was my cooking.

It's been almost a month like this, Effie will not speak to me, listen to me. Hell she wont let me on the premises. I want to talk to her about us.

She was my wife that I so stupidly let go. She did everything for me. She supported me, believed in me, loved me and I divorced her. I called her a whore, slut and easy. Things that she never would be. She was beautiful, elegant, and so intelligent.

Now she's so cold and frozen. Even though she was somewhat cold during our childhood she always had a smile around me. I took pride in causing those smiles and her laugh. It was so melodic like a organ in the church.

But she won't let me near her at all. She kicked me out of her life and I'm hanging by threads. I want to make everything right with her. Not only for the sake of my friendship but for the sake of rekindling our love.

Glancing at Effie's old Toyota Corolla, I frown. She's a multi-billionaire and she deserves the best. A luxury car with a mansion. You work hard to relish in the rewards. But Effie has always been that way, she was more humble than I was. I wanted to live lavishly and I drove a nice car but Effie just wanted necessities. She didn't see the point in extra space.

I grumble as I get out my phone calling Damen. After the incident with the pictures I hada profressional check it and all the pictures were forged. I was so angry with myself, I tried to call Effie but she blocked me. I sent emails but they were unread. I sent letters buy to no reply.

"Did you finally talk to her Sean?" Damen said and I sighed. "No luck. Damen it's been a month and we haven't talked." I grumbled. "Sean this isn't going to happen over night. It took me a year to forgive you so I know it'll take Effie a while. Just keep being your persistent self." Damen says. "Yeah but you always beat my ass in a boxing match." I say rubbing my jaw remembering how he had dislocated it.

"Exactly." Damen chuckled. "Can you come down here and talk to her? Maybe soften her up." I said. "Fine but there is no softening up to a woman scorned." Damen said before hanging up. 

Leaning against my car, I sigh as I cross my arms before a car pulls in behind me. Looking I see Effie's sister, Jazzy, getting out. 

"Jazzy! Jazzy!" I shout moving to her and she turns around glaring at me. "What do you want Sean?" She askedas she turned around a glare set on her features. "Can you please tell Effie to come talk to me?" I pleaded with her.

"You know I should of knew this was going to happen. The day before the wedding she said she wasn't sure if this was the right decision. Given everything she's been through with you. And I stupidly convinced her everything would be okay and that'll you'll cherish her. And what do I get my sister coming back being the coldest she ever was. So thanks for that asshole!" She yelled in my face and I flinch. Effie was having doubts and I just made them come true.

I watched as Jazzy disappeared into the building. Getting in my car, I decide to go to a cafe down the street. I had came here for the business gala but once I found Tiger. I knew that I had to stay so I could win her back.

I sigh as I park my car in front of the cafe. Going inside I go up to the counter where the barista was working. "What can I get you handsome?" She said as she winked at me with intense 'fuck me' eyes.

"Uhh...a strawberry milk tea with coconut milk and a club sandwhich to go." I say to her. "Okay I'll get it right to you handsome." She winked and I moved away as I finger the wedding ring in my pants pocket.

Pulling the gold band out, I put it on looking fondly at Effie's name that was engraved on the top. Even after five years, she still owns my heart.

She still turns my head like a owl, she is still so beautiful gorgeous even. God I was stupid to let her go.
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I was working at the office since my business of selling stocks had just took off. I had my team and we had actually sold almost 100 shares all totalling up for about 6.5 million dollars.

It was small time right now but I hoped that in the next six months we'll move to a bigger building. Looking at the wedding photo on my desk, I smile as I grab the frame.

Effie was dressed amazingingly in her Senegal garb. It was a ballroom dress colored in blue and gold with a matching head wrap. She had a bright smile on her face showing her white teeth. I stood beside her in a matching suit jacket with a black under shirt and pants. That was almost six years ago.

I had one hand around her waist, the other lifting her leg as I dipped her. It was the best day of my life. If it weren't for Effie I probably would not be in the CEO's chair. I would be a pencil pusher or some desk jockey.

Hearing a knock on the door, "Come in." I say and my PA comes in dressed in a suit. "Sir, a woman named Peaches is demanding to see. Says she has some information on your wife." Justin said. "Whatever send her in." i say as I frown at the thought of Peaches.

She was a crazed ex-girlfriend that was deranged. She had stalked me, going as far as breaking into my old apartment. Now I have a security detail gaurding both Effie and I.

Seeing her come strutting into my office dressed in a crop top that barely covered her tits and jean short that had half her ass hanging out. She had a manila enevelope in her manicured hand.

"Hey boo. Just came to give you the tea on your hoe of a wife." She said tossing me the enevelope taking a seat in my chair. Opening the envelope, I pull out photos showing my friend Damen and my wife in multiple sexual positions in a hotel.

I felt rage and jealous bubble up inside my stomach as I go through the numerous pictures. "I told you she was for the streets."
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"Handsome your order's ready." The barista said handing me my order. Looking at the receipt I see a number written on it and 'call me' under it. Shaking my head in disbelief, I throw away the receipt before exiting the building.

That day was the worst. I lost the love of life and my best friend. I never told my parents of my mistake because I know they would kill me. Effie and my parents had a very good relationship as did I.

I missed my talks with Melinda and Eddie dearly. God, I'll have to visit them soon.