Lust Contracts novel Chapter 21

***Back to the Present***

“Listen, I’m tired. Can we discuss this again tomorrow or another day?” I whined.

“Sure…” my mother replied.

“Everything should turn out just as we expected anyways so there’s not much to discuss…” father said with confidence.

“I’m going to my room…” I said softly as I slowly got up from my seat.

My bedroom was on the second floor. It was the same room that I had since the first day that I moved into the house all those years ago. I used that room up until the day that I married George and moved out of the house. Of course, during university I moved out for a bit to live closer to the university but that was about it.

“Sleep well daughter dear! When you wake up, you’ll be a billionaire!” my mother called cheerfully after me.

I rolled my eyes, knowing that they wouldn’t be able to see my reaction with my back turned towards them. Without bothering to turn around, I continued on my way to my bedroom. Their sounds of joyous laughter haunted me all the way until I reached the base of the stairs and ascended up to the second floor.

Those two are going to experience the shock of their lives tomorrow when they find out the truth. Let’s see who’s going to be faster. Me waking up and telling them or the news report in the morning.

Finally, I arrived at my bedroom. Quickly, I opened the door and marched in before closing and locking the door firmly behind. This room just feels like a tiny world on its own where I could hide away from the chaos and everything else that was going on in the world outside. Reality was harsh for me and for a while, I just wanted to hide away in this room just like I did when I was a kid.

**Yesterday Evening**

Spending the day at home relaxing after a spa treatment in the morning was not a bad idea. My skin feels fresh and smooth, thanks to the treatment and the scrub. My nails were done in a sparkling shade of red that I liked. The imported tea in my teacup smelled and tasted perfect. I sighed as I relaxed into the leather sofa before closing my eyes, feeling the bliss of a perfect life.

Tomorrow, I would get my hair done in the early afternoon before heading to my favorite brand boutique to pick up a few handbags that I had ordered and a few pairs of shoes that I got tailored. Although I enjoyed these luxurious items and staying ahead of the fashion trend, it was admittingly part of my job as George’s wife to play the perfect socialite. The more connections I made with other wives and woman in the high circle of society, the better George does at his business. It was not a bad life.

My phone vibrated signaling that a text message had arrived. Peering at my phone screen, I saw a text from George. It was rare for my husband to text me and come to think of it, I wasn’t sure where he was right now or where he went for the day. That wasn’t unusual and it no longer bothered me anymore. Neither did the fact that he didn’t come home on some nights or the fact that he spent the night in another women’s bed. Nothing mattered anymore.

--To be continued…