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I stood at the curb, my arm outstretched as I hailed a taxi. The streets were not as busy as they usually were, and I was thankful for that. I didn’t want headlines to be made about this. I gritted my jaw at the thought, “Russian Billionaire Adrik Petrov’s wife found crying on the streets. Trouble in Paradise?” God, if something like that were to come out, I would die of embarrassment. The women within our social circle would be ecstatic, they never liked me. But I knew it had nothing to do with my character, they all wanted my husband. I was a hurdle in their way to get a piece of him.
As the taxi pulled up, its headlights illuminated the mud stains on my pants, and made the kitten in my pocket whimper. The taxi driver, a middle-aged man with a weathered face, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. His eyes lingered on the disheveled state of my appearance—the mud, the mascara streaks on my face—but he said nothing.
I gave him the address of a hotel far away from Adrik's house. I needed space, both physical and emotional, from the wreckage of my life. The taxi began to move, and I stared out of the window, watching the cityscape blur into streaks of light. The raindrops on the glass reflected the tears I couldn't cry anymore.
After about half an hour on the road, I could see the hotel in the distance. I could not wait to sleep the feelings off. I handed thedriver the fare without a word. He met my eyes briefly, curiosity lingering in his stare but he was smart enough not to comment, and I stepped out to escape the pity I knew was coming.
My legs shook as I made my way to the hotel. The smell of the rain lingered in the air, but it did nothing to calm my nerves. I was insecure to go in with how messy I looked. In the end, after a mental battle, I entered, seeking refuge from the storm that raged both outside and within me. I chose a room with a Jacuzzi, wanting to bathe the mental grime of the day off and relax my muscles. Hey, if you were not going to pamper yourself after discovering your sister and husband have been sleeping with each other, when would you?
The receptionist, sitting behind the worn-out desk, was squinting at the strong light from her computer. She wore a forced smile that barely concealed the fatigue etched on her face. Her uniform was wrinkled and showing signs of wear. I made sure to thank her profusely as she handed me the keycard to the room I requested, sensing how tired she was. However, I did not inform her of the kitten in my pocket that I really needed to name, for the fear that pets were not allowed. I grew attached to him. Behind the closed door, I finally allowed myself to breathe.
The hotel room, devoid of memories tainted by betrayal, became a sanctuary. I peeled off the mud-streaked clothes, shedding the remnants of the life that was no more. I looked at myself in the mirror, meeting the gaze of someone who had survived the unthinkable. My face showed it, looking sunken in and pale. But in essence, I was proud of myself for the way I handled this mess.
Before I headed to the bathroom, I improvised a makeshift litter box for my newfound companion. I emptied a chocolate box I found in the mini fridge, using it as a container. I lined it withthe hotel's complimentary plastic laundry bag. A small pile of crumpled tissue paper served as a substitute for cat litter.
The kitten, ever curious, hopped into the impromptu litter box as I watched. I felt a stupid sense of accomplishment as it peed in the box. I decided to name him Peanut because he was the same color as one. It definitely was not the most creative name out there, but it had been an exhausting day.
I made sure Peanut was comfortable and headed to the Jacuzzi with a bottle of whiskey that I found in the mini fridge. I rarely drank, it wasn’t because of anything in particular. It just didn’t appeal to me as most of it didn’t smell the best. But today it was like a need, I wanted to forget I was ever married in the first place and that I ever had a sister.
There was an urge in me to share what happened to someone who could understand. But I realized the bitter truth—I had no one. No close friends in this city, no confidants to turn to in times of need. The isolation weighed heavily on me. I always told myself that I didn’t need anyone but Adrik and Elena in my life, that they were more than enough for an introvert like me. In truth, I was wishing that I had made more of an effort to make friends. I just had never anticipated to find the two most important people in my life together, in our marital bed nonetheless.
Chapter 2
Adrik
?There has only ever been one woman in my heart. Only one woman embedded so deep into my soul, that she owns every single part of me. Since I met her, my body craves only her. My cock does not even twitch for anything that is not related to her. Her smile. Her long wavy brown hair. Her doe eyes. Her petite curves. Just. Her. And that woman is Luna Petrov.
So, waking up to find her naked sister nestled in my bed, and my wife’s wedding ring on the bedside table was an unwelcome turn of events. There was absolutely no way I touched Elena. To me, she is just like any other woman that is not Luna, ordinary and unremarkable.
My head pounded, and my body broke out in goose bumps of disgust at the woman sleeping next to me as she nuzzled deeper into my chest. I immediately pushed her off of me, my body hating her touch. I noticed how sluggish my muscles felt, my usual strength diminished. I rubbed at my throbbing temples trying to remember what happened. I recalled Elena coming over, waiting for my Luna to return home from her baking class so they could watch a movie together. She went into the kitchen and made us some tea, and my mind was blank of anything that happened after I drank it. Judging from the state of my body, she must have slipped a strong sedative into my cup.
Rage like no other ate away at me, and I turned to look at her. She was already up and staring at me with a sick sense of satisfaction on her face. She grabbed Luna’s ring from the bedside table and slipped it onto her finger before caressing mybeard. “She is gone, my love. We can finally be happy. It’s just you and me.”
I could swear that my dick shriveled back into itself at her unwanted touch. She dared put my Luna’s ring on her finger, dared to think that she has any right to my body. I roughly grabbed her wrist and ripped the ring from her before flinging her off the bed. She fell straight on her naked ass, looking at me for a second with bitterness before she started to laugh manically.
“You’re fighting this now, my love. But you will not be after you see how Luna won’t forgive you. I will be the only part of her you have left, and being just that for you is okay with me if it means I can finally have you.” She uttered, her eyes clouded over with nothing short of insanity.
I forced myself off the bed, stumbling slightly when my feet hit the ground. My body was still under the effect of whatever the fuck she gave me. That did not stop me from charging at her, pinning her against the wall and beating it with my fists until they bled. I had to keep reminding myself that I do not hit women. “What have you done, Elena? There is no way in hell I slept with you.” I screamed in her face.
“You and I know that. But do you know who doesn’t? Sweet, Sweet, Luna. “She giggled “I made sure she saw me looking as disheveled as ever, roughly fucked you can say. The poor thing just put down her ring and left. Didn’t even stick around to find out the truth; maybe she just doesn’t love you like you love her.” She continued, her words dripping with poison.
She moved her face incredibly close to mine, and I barely resisted the urge to puke. “Even if it was your cum in me and not another man’s. Even if you were in this bed with me willingly and I did not have to drag you here unconscious. If I were inher place, I would have still forgiven you. She doesn’t love you enough to forgive you, Adrik. But I do, I love you enough to forgive you for anything. I should have been with you, not her.” She babbled, her nasty breath assaulting my senses.
I lost control of myself and pushed her away, causing her back to hit the wall hard. She slid down it, a single tear escaping her eye. Yet, that fucking disgusting Chester smile remained on her face. “Soon, you will see that we belong together. You will understand why I did this.” She kept repeating like a mantra while I got dressed, wanting to go search for my wife. She was hugging her legs, rocking back and forth.
When she saw me fully dressed, heading out to go bring my wife back to where she belongs, she flipped. She crawled to me naked on all fours, probably trying to look seductive but all it did was make her look like a sleep paralysis demon. She clung to my legs once she reached me. She rubbed her chest all over my legs as if that would entice me. She was dead wrong; the only person who entices me was somewhere thinking I cheated on her, with her own sister nonetheless.
“Don’t go. I know you don’t like sharing," she whispered, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "I promise I will clean myself up real good and then show you how much I love you." She rambled, avoiding making eye contact, her gaze fixed on the floor. "I had to sleep with him, my love," she continued, her tone wavering, "how could I make this look convincing to Luna? I also couldn’t drag you by myself. I needed him.”
I concluded that she didn’t do this alone. Someone helped her, and considering the nature of my work, this just got even more complex. She outed herself, all because she was stupid enough to think my reaction was jealousy over her and not total repulsion of her.
I shook her off me, dark enjoyment flowing within me as I saw her whimper in what looked like defeat.
Never did I enjoy a look of pain on a woman’s face. But she was an exception, she was pure evil. Kneeling down so that I was face to face with her, I barked out “You will pay for this. Finding my wife is more important than anything right now. But after I do, I will show you and your accomplice hell. It’s a promise.”
Her eyes flashed with blazing hate “She doesn’t deserve you, and she will never forgive you. I will make sure she never forgives you.” She hissed, and my hands reached out despite myself, choking her.
I tried to hold back the darkness within me, but she just pushed me too hard. It was unimaginable to me that my Luna wouldn’t forgive me. The mere thought that Luna didn’t think that every fiber of my being was reserved for her only, that I would let hands other than hers touch me was driving out the beast that always lurked within.
