Love, Lies and Billionaires

“What’s going on?” Micheal asked confusingly.

Maren turned to Alexander. “It’s a text from Irene,” she replied, her brows heavy with so many emotions.

She turned back to the phone and clicked something before putting the phone to her ear.

“What are you doing?” Alexander inquired.

Maren didn’t reply and stayed quiet for a while. “The number says unavailable.”

“Well, what does the text say?” Micheal asked.

Maren gave the phone to Alexander and, as he gazed upon it, his body stiffened.

“How true is it?”

*****

“Oh my god Alexander, what are you saying?” Maren screamed, tears cascading down from her eyes. “You’re so disgusting right now,” she added as she stormed off through the entrance of her house and was about to climb up the staircase.

“Hey, hey. Look at me,” he said, quickly pulling her back. “I know there’s nothing I can say to pacify you right now, but please hear me out”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Maren’s throat was so packed with tears that she couldn’t even utter a word. Her heart was breaking a thousand times all over again and it felt like a million spares were being pierced into her heart.

“No amount of words are going to justify what I did and I’m really really sorry, but you have to believe me when I say I did it because I was in love with you”

“I fell for you the moment I first saw you at you and William’s engagement party and I knew I just had to do everything I did to get you Maren”

“I knew the only way I could get to you was through Irene and though she didn’t want to do it, she later gave in with reasons which she never disclosed to me”

“No! You’re a liar, a cheat, a monster! Alexander. You’re lying. You orchestrated the entire thing and lured Irene into it,” Maren spat, trying to free herself from his firm grip.

She was relieved that at least no one was around to watch the sight, as her mom had taken Nathan to his great grandma’s side for the week.

“You really have to believe me. She did it at her free will. The first set up was the day at the bar, but I didn’t get the chance to be with you that day, so we arranged for another way”

“Believe me when I say having an affair with William was entirely Irene’s plan. I never suggested that to be honest, but when it began to work, I really couldn’t object, so I made her make sure you never got married to William.”

“God! Are you listening to yourself right now, Alexander? You are one hell of a selfish person, aren’t you? You hurt William, you hurt Irene, you hurt me, Alexander. You planned our entire break up with Irene and you made some unknown person kill William for nothing!”

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but it was useless as more just streamed down.

“I hate you so much right now.”

“I know, and I respect that, but you have to believe me that I really love you and I couldn’t bear seeing you with someone else and I knew I had to do something, or you’d slip away,” he explained.

“You knew I had loved William, and he was the only man I had grown to love. You say you love me, but you kept quiet the first time I cheated on William with you.”

She sniffed. “You kept mute and watched me break down when it was over between me and William. Alexander, you watched me go through hell when Nathan was born and I had to deal with him coupled with the bills.”

“If only I’d know you were the creator of this game, I’d have never come to you for help! I should have known something was fishy in the manner at which you willingly granted me the loan without asking for a pay back”

“You’re a demon Alexander!” She screamed and ran through her hair with her fingers. “I’m such a fool. I can’t believe I actually married you”

“I love you, Maren, and I’m sorry. I really mean it.”

Maren closed her eyes in self control for a moment. Trying to stop herself from doing what the red angel was whispering in her ears.

“You know what, I don’t want you anywhere around me or anywhere around Nathan. I want you to get the fuck out if my life and never show your face anywhere near me ever again”

“Maren don’t-”

“But before that, I want you to tell me where the fuck Irene is. And before you give me some bullshit about not knowing, just don’t”

Alexander paused for a while and looked away before a heaving sigh. “I know whatever I say is just another bullshit, but I swear on whatever you believe in that I don’t have the slightest idea where she is.”

She charged, her tears suddenly drying up. “I’m not buying that shit and the earlier you speak up, the less painful your sentence would be,” she said on a serious note.

“I’m telling the truth, Maren. I mean, we did have an argument a few weeks before she went missing with her throwing a few treats, but I promise you that I wouldn’t hurt Irene”

“She had a thousand flaws, but I actually got to know why you chose her as a best friend”

“You know no amount of sweet words you say about her are going to change the fact that you’re a liar and a murderer, right?” Maren chipped in.

“Look, what I’m trying to say is I really don’t know where she is. I did some scouting at her house after the detective went in, but I found nothing. I really am as worried about her as you are.”

“Did you fuck her?” She suddenly asked.

Alexander raised his gaze to her and raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

“Just answer the fucking question! Did you fuck her, Alexander?”

“No, of course not. I really meant business when I approached her. I really don’t see how this relates to the current situation, Maren.”

Maren remained silent and sized him up with her eyes. She knew he was telling the truth about not fucking her, but his entire existence deeply irritated her.

She suddenly took a step closer to him. “Do me one last favour, Alexander,” she said, staring straight into his eyes. Her eyes were red with both rage and tears. “Fuck off!”