HELLO KITTY: revenge on my narcissist husband

CHAPTER 2

Waking up this morning and I felt like hell. Worse still, I was in the bathtub and naked. There was a cigarette butt to the side and then I realized I had fallen asleep there, how relaxing it had felt, but now I probably would be dealing with the issue of the greatest hangover yet to be heard in the world. My body hurt and it felt like I had gotten into a fight with bears. I realized the water had gone cold and goosebumps had risen all over my skin, but that bothered me less. Quickly, I had a quick shower as I had plans for the day.

The bedroom was empty and if Emilio had returned, I generally would say I had absolutely no idea of the sort. It was hard putting on my makeup as I sought to make my face less puffy and more attractive. In the end, the parts which I could not hide with makeup, which were basically my eyes, I hid under my large dark shades. It was the only way around this entire situation. At least I looked elegant enough as I moved out of the bedroom.

"He didn't return now, did he, Martha?" I asked the older maid.

"No ma'am, but he called and asked to give you this." she said, handing me pills.

Hangover pills. How very thoughtful. I took it from her after one slight hesitation as I realized that as much as I did not want anything from him any further, I needed those pills. The dosage was two and I popped them into my mouth as I took the glass of water she had in handy.

"Thank you Martha." I said as I started walking away.

"What about breakfast?" she asked me.

"Lots of engagements today. I shall eat out." I said.

Driving out of the house, I was glad I beat the overwhelming feeling of crying as the thoughts that Emilio had slept out, which was probably with his new-found mistress, hurt me badly. He could not even come home to check on me, yet he had drugs sent over to me. A lot was on my mind that morning, but then I seriously had no idea where I would be going exactly when my phone rang. It was Dominic and I knew he had good news.

"Hello Dom." I called him

"Samantha, the papers are ready," he said.

"Thank you." I said, but just before I hung up, he spoke to me.

"Would it be happening this time for real Sam?" he asked.

"I shall be in your office in about an hour, Dom. Have the papers ready for me." I said, as he needed to make certain everything was ready.

Was I really going to leave Emilio this time? I had absolutely no idea whatsoever, but all I knew was I had things to do. Lots of T's to cross this time. As soon as the sign signaled that we could go, I drove straight to the next turn leading to his office.

Perhaps you might not understand the relationship between Dominic and I, but it was a secret I held dear. Before he had become my husband's lawyer, there had been a history between us both which Emilio would probably never know about. During the time after my engagement to Emilio, he had suddenly gone a little bit off from me and I was losing it. We said nothing for months to each other and then I believed that he must have decided to have nothing more to do with me. Hence, with that uncertainty, I had left off his ring and went out to catch myself some fun with my best friend Zara. It was more or less her idea to get things off my mind and it was there that I saw him.

Dominic really stood out in the crowd, especially with all his features. However, he had his eyes on just one girl for the night and she was me. If I was being true to myself, I too had the hots for him and kept passing out signals until we were all over our heads crazy about each other. Our craziness went on through the night until at last it led us to his apartment where he showed me all the things my estranged fiance could not show me. The love-making was passionate and if I could be true to myself, it was the best ever. I could not get that night off my mind all these years, but eventually, the next morning I had to leave and never saw the hot stranger again.

A week later, Emilio returned and guilt had never walked this earth's surface as it did with me. However, I consoled myself with the fact that we were off and giving each other space at the time when it happened, so I buried it deep in the archives of my brain. Little did I know that my hot stranger was my dear husband's lawyer, but he was such a perfect gentleman, not to mention it. However, my marriage started falling apart when my husband started his s****l escapades and that was how I found myself in Dominic's office three months ago.

"You know I never forgot you?" he had said.

"Please let's not talk about it." I said. I had been hoping to avoid it all along and, since through the years he never mentioned it, I believed he must have forgotten or had moved on with his life. I expected that, maybe for some good reason, he had seen it as a night of passion with a random girl.

But clearly I was wrong.

Dominic had come across me sitting on the desk right in front of me and I caught his scent up close.

"You know you miss us too," he said.

"There is no us, Dom. It was just a one-night stand," I reminded him.

"But there would be. All you need to do is divorce Emilio. I can assure you that it will be a smooth one." he said as he brought his finger down on my lap, tracing a line through the open slit that sent jitters down my spine once again.

"I... I... I need to go." I had said, rising up abruptly, and he smiled. He knew now I would still feel weakened by his touch.

When I had tried to leave, Dominic had suddenly drawn me back into his arms as he rose up and kissed me. I did not resist. Instead, I had responded and hungrily let him lead me to the wall as we kissed passionately. He moved a lot from my lips to my neck, sending signals down to my very core. I knew it would not stop if I let it go on. I recalled the moment when he would have turned me to face the wall that I was about to get guilty of the same thing I was accusing my husband of. Hence, I resisted and told him I could not before leaving his office in a frenzy.

But the memories of that moment in his office had probably awakened within me emotions I used to tell myself I should have been dead.

Right now as I drove myself to his office, I kept reminding myself that I was only going there to pick up those papers and nothing more.