Two days later..
I pace around the living room anxious, as I await aunt Ruth's call. My legs are hurting in my Louboutin heels but I ignore. Luke had gotten me an iPhone, a gesture he believed meant that he now trusted me completely.
Luke had gone to work, and the house was as quiet as usual. I hadn't seen or heard from Laurel for a few days and I couldn't deny the fact that I was worried if she was alright. The Laurel I knew would have been pissing me off everyday, continuously.
Aunt Ruth's text comes in and I read. I had asked her to reach out to Rocky and José respectively. I had to know exactly what he intended to do so I could stop him on time.
Aunt Ruth; Child, for the love of God tell your husband who Rocky is! I have just spoken to Rocky and he wasn't even keen on telling me anything and was even extremely rude to me.
I text back; No, Aunt! No, please, I can never ever tell Luke the truth because I fear for Rocky's life! What did José say?
Aunt Ruth; He only said he knows you've been brainwashed and that he's with Rocky no matter what decision he makes.
I don't reply her last text because I didn't know exactly what to say.
"Emmanuele!" I call as I sit on the couch. I am rubbing my temple as she arrives.
"Madam, are you having a headache? Do you need a massage or some medicine?"
"No, no, Emmanuele, may I have a glass of water, please?"
"Yes, madam." Emmanuele says as she rushes to get a glass of water.
Emmanuele returns with a glass of water and I'm grateful. "Thank you." I say, handing her the empty glass. She nods, a smile on her face.
"Where is Laurel?" I ask, genuinely wondering where she was.
"I haven't seen her in two days." She says
"She left?"
"Well, I don't know, I'd find out for you though."
I give an approving nod, "What's for dinner?"
"According to Mr. Carrington's meal plan, steak, guacamole, calamari corn soup and cinnamon rolls for dessert.
"I love calamari, but may I have spaghetti bolognese for dinner?"
Luke: Well, I will, Caleb is taking me out for a business proposal meeting and for lunch too. I'm on my way to the car.
I begin to feel hot and sweaty as I sit on the chair, my hand on my forehead. "I see. My love, do you really trust this man, Caleb Dunes?"
Luke: Women and intuition. I think it's weird. Do you not like him? I think Caleb is really likable and trust me, I don't like a lot of people. He says, laughing.
I gulp, uncomfortable. What if Rocky said something? "Do you want me to come join you? I'm a bit bored at home."
Luke: You miss me that much?
"So much, my love. I need you." I say, in an effort to persuade him to come home. "Please, my love, come home. I want to make love to you nonstop, all night long!" I say. It was probably the only way I could get him home.
Luke: Very tempting, Mrs. Carrington, very tempting. Believe me, I'd fly there right away if I could. I'd spend just a few minutes with Caleb and I'll head home. All yours." He says
"No!" I yell, but I take control over myself. "I mean, can't you come right now?" I ask, praying he doesn't see Rocky. I didn't trust Rocky at all.
Luke: Honey, it would be rude to leave him hanging like that. It's polite to at least meet him and cancel there. I'd be home soon. Love you. He says and hangs up. I close my eyes in defeat, about to cry. I hadn't been at peace since Rocky showed up. I hadn't even had a good nights sleep since he entered my life again. I had to see Rocky one on one and ask him to leave me alone for good. If I didn't take matters into my own hands, things would become messier and would eventually lead to Luke finding out and I couldn't risk Rocky's life. I still loved him.
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