Filed To Story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
“Use Divine’s account to post it on the group now, so that we won’t get traced to this.
And then, Oriana and Divine relationship will also suffer.” Pamela replied.
“Wow, you’re so smart, Pamela.” Greg’s applauding message came in.
Originally, Pamela didn’t want to expose the relationship between Oriana and Deacon, but now that things were leaving. her grasp, she needed to act as fast as possible. Else she was bound to lose her dream position to Oriana.
Pamela also convinced herself to believing that, she had an edge over Oriana, since
Oriana was married and she wasn’t.
A knock suddenly sounded on the door, and Patrick’s anxious voice came in,
“Pamela, are you in the room?”
Pamela walked over and opened the door.
“Dad, what happened?”
“Pamela, what’s going on between president Armstead and Oriana? Initially I didn’t take it seriously. What kind of man is Deacon? How can he like Oriana? Atleast if he likes you, the number one socialite, then it could be understood. With the rumours I’m hearing, I’m really confused.”
Patrick had thought that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, he had already began bragging that he was soon going to be the father–in–law to the wealthy president.
“Dad, what did you hear?” Pamela questioned.
“Everyone are just asking if Oriana is divorced, and if she’s now engaged to Deacon.”
Pamela clenched her fists. She was aware that, it was the incident at the bar that had got people talking.
Pamela smiled and said to her father,
Dad, Oriana has been married to the Red Villa for such a long time. You haven’t met your son–in–law yet. How about you go pay your son–in–law a visit?”
Patrick had never thought of going over to the Red Villa to see his so called son–in–law.
The Red Villa was located in the deserted part of the city.
Patrick hastily said,
“Pamela, I won’t go. I heard he’s ill. In a month or two he might pass away. I won’t go.”
Pamela only wanted Oriana’s husband to surface in the midst of her cheating scandal.
She was certain that the whole. issue will be blown out of proportion if Oriana’s husband made an appearance.
“Dad, I don’t know how Oriana met President Armstead. But a man as president
Armstead, won’t marry Oriana even if she divorces her husband.”
“Of course he won’t marry her. What chances does Oriana has? Pamela, it’s you that the president will marry.” Patrick quickly showed his loyalty.
“Dad, don’t worry, I’m determined to be Deacon’s wife. But I need your help, in two days, I want you to go the Red Villa and visit your son–in–law. I want you to inform him about the relationship between president Armstead and Oriana. Although he has no power to do anything, the noise he’ll generate will help us in tarnishing Oriana’s reputation before
Deacon.” Pamela explained.
Patrick nodded. His hopes for the rest of his life depended on Pamela.
“It’s fine my child. Dad will listen to you, as long as you can marry into the Armstead family.”
Pamela sneered and muttered inwardly,
“Oriana, if you weren’t married, I could have been afraid that you would take Deacon away from me. But you’re already married, can you really win this battle?”
The CEO’s office was dark and quiet as the wind surged outside.
Oriana entered the lounge. The lounge was large and exquisite.
Deacon took a cold shower and came out of the bathroom. Oriana who had already taken her bath, laid on his bed.
When she saw him walk out of the bathroom. She adjusted, creating a space for him.
Deacon lifted the quilt and laid on the bed. The sheet that was wrapped around Oriana’s chest was pulled down. He smiled and said,
“Why are you so shy? You want to give me the illusion that you’re not wearing any clothes under the quilt. Oriana stared at him, as though she wanted slapping him across his face.
Once the quilt was pulled down, Deacon realized that she wearing his black shirt. Her mask had been taken off, and her hair was wrapped in a ponytail.
Deacon lowered his head and asked,
“Can I kiss you?”
Oriana sensed lús repented spirit. Previously, he would have kissed her without her permission.
Oriana grabbed the quilt and covered her lips, she shook her head and said,
“No.”
“Nevermind.” Deacon muttered. He straightened up and laid properly.
Oriana suddenly pulled the blanket down, raised her head and kissed him.
Deacon was stunned. Oriana had quickly fell back to the blanket, her soft giggles were heard.
Deacon couldn’t help but stretch out his arm and fish her out from the quilt, he pulled her closer to chest and hugged her tenderly.
Oriana’s hand was filled with a pill. She pointed it to his lips and ordered.
“Ah, open your mouth.”
“What is this?” Deacon frowned.
“Ecstacy, as long as you take this ecstasy, your soul will be hooked with mine. No other woman will try to seduce you.”
Deacon opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.
“For my obedience, is there any reward?”
“What reward do you need?”
“I want something sweet.”
Deacon hugged her tighter, then kissed her domineeringly.
He didn’t close his eyes, he just stared at her beautiful face. Some nights ago, he was afraid that she would resist and reject his intimacy, but now her body was in his arms again.
Deacon hugged her tighter and kissed every corner of her lips. His kiss was overflowing with love and affection for her.
Once he was satisfied. Oriana laid on his chest, her hands playing with his pyjamas.
“Oriana, you’re so sweet.”
Oriana rolled off his chest, she sat on the bed with her legs apart.
“Mr. Armstead, come here. Come into my arms.” She beckoned with opened arms.
Deacon glanced at her little legs and obediently placed his head on her thighs.
Oriana took out a silver needle from under the pillow, she stabbed it into his neck. She needed to find the cause of his insomnia.
In the quiet and warm lounge, Oriana’s relaxed voice chatted,
“You’ve been here in LA for about seven years, don’t you miss your father?”
Deacon had previously taken the initiative to mention his brother and stepmother. But Oriana was curious to know if he got along well with his father, and also know more about his late mother. But Oriana wasn’t sure if he would tell her.
With his eyes closed Deacon muttered,
“If my brother wanted something which I had, my father would ruthlessly take it away and give it to my brother.”
“I remember back then, my mother’s best friend had visited my mother. The lady had just given birth to a daughter. My mum and the lady had exchanged tokens, and they said that, once I was grown, they wanted the girl to be my bride.” He paused and licked his lips.
My father later found out, he had immediately taken the engagement token from my mother, and had given it to my stepmother. The girl automatically became my brother’s fiance.
When she heard his story, Oriana’s eyelashes shivered. She withdrew her small hand and stopped giving him the acupuncture.
Deacon opened his eyes and stared at her beautiful face.
“What’s wrong?”
Oriana pouted her lips and muttered,
“Oh, it’s nothing. I just thought that the little bribe that was meant to belong to Mr.
Armstead was snatched away by his younger brother. Mr. Armstead must be very sad about it.”
Deacon quickly raised his hand and squeezed her delicate face.
“Little jealous thing. You are jealous of a baby who was still in a swaddle.
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