Chapter 4
Dorothy's POV
"I caught my husband having sex with my best friend tonight. This isn't the first time he has done this. He has done with many ladies from outside and… even our maids, but tonight was different. Lilly… was different. I tell her everything about my marriage, and she always consoles me, and calls Elijah names," I paused as I chuckled.
I continued, "And yet, she had been fucking my husband all this while" My voice breaks as tears rolled down. "Now, I understand why I'm heartbroken. It wasn't because of them cheating, it was because Lilly deceived me. She mocked me as I told her everything about me and Elijah. She talked to him behind my back and they will probably mock me together."
"What steps are you going to take now? Are you planning on divorcing him?"
"Divorce him?" I laughed as I gulped my drink in one shot. It was bitter and somewhat enjoyable. "It isn't simple, an arranged marriage is something you can't get out by yourself"
"Why not? You find your partner cheating. That should be more reason to end things with him. Just because you guys were forced to be together doesn't mean you can't end it now. Unless there is another reason you can't." he countered.
Another reason I can't give up on my marriage with Elijah? There is only one reason from the beginning. My family. The one I try so hard to impress but yet they don't care about me at all.
Marrying Elijah was my only means of getting close or communicating with them. If I tell them, they would be disappointed and might not invite me to the family gathering, ever again. My family might not care about me, but I do care about them, they are all I have since my mother's death.
"If you truly married your husband for a reason, shouldn't it be enough now, it has been four years after all"
"How does he know about my marriage? Was he invited to my wedding?" I honestly had no idea. Even the wedding was something I had no hand in. My marriage with Elijah was more damaged than I thought.
"I was just like you. I thought I should leave things the way it is. Liking her when she is engaged to someone else is wrong, and just like that I lost her for years." He began. "I thought seeing her so happy with him was so much better, even though that smile wasn't her brighter smile. I choose to ignore the possibility that she might fake it or she might not be happy. And now…" He trailed off which made me stare at him. His blue eyes were teary and he was looking at me so strange. I could tell how deeply he cared for her.
It was like adding salt to my wound. I have loved him for like forever, but his heart already belongs to another.
Well, why would someone like me want to be with me? He is perfect in many ways. He is the only heir to a multi-billionaire enterprise. He is very good-looking and handsome, the most wanted bachelor in town. To have a drink with him is most ladies will die for that.
"She is really lucky to have someone that cares for her," I said.
"Not really. I'm not worthy to be in her presence" he gulped down his drink as he stopped talking and I did the same and silence took over.
The silence lasted for only a moment before he interrupted. "I strongly believe you should divorce your husband. He is a jerk who doesn't deserve you"
I muttered, "Or.. not. Lilly is a supermodel. She is skinny and beautiful. Everything about her is perfectly made but I'm just a boring woman. I focus more on my work than my looks, and if I were Elijah, I would choose her over and ..."
He cut me off before I went deep, "I will choose you instead, you are more beautiful to me, more perfect. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You are the definition of beauty"
"Is the alcohol finally kicking in or did I hear him? Beautiful, how can he say such things without blinking?"
He cleared his throat, pouring another shot as he disrupted me from my thoughts.
"You know, I always wondered what type of man you will end up with. How lucky he will be to have? That thought makes me so upset"
"Upset? Why will you be upset?" I wondered for the hundredth time.
"Because he will be the luckiest man alive, and he will have something I have always wanted" He gave me a confused look as I stopped, anticipating for him to say more.
"You don't know, do you?" I asked.
"Know what?" He asked impatiently. I gulped down my drink in one go and stared at him. On a normal day, I won't do this but the alcohol is getting the best of me.
"I have liked you since college days, I know we never talked and I thought you disliked me, but I have liked you since then. But don't be bothered by my words, those feelings already faded away" I blurted and took a deep breath when I was done. It was so childish but now I have gotten it out of my chest, I do feel better. To avoid getting rejected, I have to lie and now I can't even stare at him.
"What?" he asked and I repeated it after him, looking at his blue eyes. There was no disgust there, just disbelief. Why does he find it shocking that I liked him?
He still didn't say a word, like he was trying to process everything I said. Now I'm regretting saying anything.
What was I expecting? He already has another woman that he is in love with. Why will he care for me? But because he has shown me little affection, I couldn't keep those feelings to myself. It has been years and I let it out just like that.
"You don't have to worry about what I said, I didn't mean any of it," I said quickly, as I got down from my seat and attempted to walk away like the coward that I am.
I put him in shock only to tell him not to think about it. The alcohol was already kicking in and I could hardly walk. I couldn't make it to the door, and I almost fell on my knees but a strong hand grabbed me and pulled me.
I could smell him and feel his breath on me. "God, he smells so good," I thought. I wanted to devour him immediately, my core was drenching and I will do anything for him to take me right this moment.
This is wrong. I'm married. Although, he doesn't love me and cheats on me.... but I don't want to be like him. Even if I do want Marcelo, it is obvious he doesn't feel the same.
The woman in his heart, who could she be? She must be really beautiful for him to still want her after marriage. I know how tiresome it could be to wait for someone to love you or give you their attention.
"You didn't wait for me to give my response" He muttered, his breadth fanning on my face.
"I already know what your response will be," I answered, staring at his pink lips. They looked so soft and juicy that I wondered how it would feel if I kissed him. Just a touch sets my body on fire. What will his lips on mine do? I want to find out, as I shamelessly continue staring at his lips.
"If you thought I would reject you or condemn you, then I believe you don't know anything. Do you know how much I have waited for you to say this… just for you to look at me the way you are, right now. I want to see you smile so brightly at me. I want to be your next favorite thing, I thought I would die waiting for you forever, not hearing or knowing how you truly feel about me"
"Marcelo" I called still not taking my eyes off his lips. He has such beautiful lips.
"Fuck, I was dying to hear you finally call my name this way"
"Are you for real? Did you like… like me? You're not disgusted? But you told me that you are in love with another woman. Are you toying with me? Or was that woman me along?" I asked, confused.
"Yes, it was you along. Every of my heart desires calls out of you. Just you, Dorothy. If I die at this moment, I will surely be the happiest man alive"