Chapter 130/Successive confessions

Chapter 130: 130/Successive confessions

Chapter 130

Stephanie’s Point of View

I looked at Kira with a sweeping, profound helplessness, my shoulders shaking with a miserable weakness as I pressed my palm hard against my constricted, suffocating chest. I stated in a frail, faint whisper: "He threatened my person with absolute coldness, Kira... he delivered the ultimatum to me word for word that he would permanently terminate my professional and practical career forever, and that he would slam every single door shut in my face if I rejected his terms and decided to resign."

Kira’s facial features instantly contorted with excessive agitation and raw fury. She waved her hand in a sharp, resentful motion, stating in heavy condemnation: "To hell and damnation with your wretched career! You are currently the wife of an obscenely wealthy, immensely powerful mafia monarch like Alexander what in the absolute hell are you doing working and enduring misery for?! What exactly do you need from his person?!"

I lowered my eyes directly to the ground with deep embarrassment, my heart rhythms disrupting violently. I dug my freezing fingertips into the fabric of the sofa as I whispered in a thoroughly subdued voice: "This is a completely different topic, and it is exceptionally complicated, Kira... I am genuinely terrified to even speak about it or dive into its specific details with a single soul."

Kira’s eyes widened to their absolute limits with overriding anxiety. She aggressively propelled her torso forward toward my position, stating in absolute panic: "My God, Stephanie! What else has transpired by the heavens?! What exactly are you hiding from my person on top of everything else?!"

I swallowed my saliva with extreme difficulty as terror anchored itself firmly in my throat, a sudden, freezing shiver rippling down my spine at the mere memory of that dark threat. I stated with fragmented, fearful breaths: "There is a specific maid inside this estate... she is a woman in her forties. She witnessed my person with her very own eyes as I was stealthily exiting Cedric’s bedroom right after what transpired between our bodies."

Kira let out a blistering gasp of pure shock, her entire frame instantly turning rigid in her seat as she questioned with frantic terror: "Did she... did she expose this specific secret to anyone?! Has she spoken to the patriarch or to Alexander?!"

I aggressively shook my head sideways in immediate negation, my features appearing utterly pale and thoroughly lifeless as I continued to detail the living nightmare: "No, she has not executed that action just yet... but she arrived at my private quarters in an absolutely terrifying manner yesterday and threatened me explicitly. She stated with absolute confidence that she would inform Alexander that I am actively betraying his person, and with none other than his own brother!"

Kira knit her brows with severe tension and rage, inquiring sharply: "Why exactly is she executing this action? What is her explicit goal and objective from this cursed threat?"

My breathing fluctuated with sharp, frantic instability as I stated in absolute helplessness and total ruin: "I solemnly swear that I do not know... she informed me with cryptic vagueness that she would deliver her exact demands to me only when the precise, appropriate time that she sees fit finally arrives."

Kira waved her hand in an immediate, decisive calculation, stating: "She most certainly desires money... the mistress of a mafia lord is an easy target for her. She will systematically blackmail your person to extract millions."

I let out a sweeping sigh of deep constriction and heavy worry, feeling an acute cramp and absolute terror clawing at my entrails and stomach. I stated in a lowered voice: "No, Kira, the matter does not concern money at all... she does not desire financial gain whatsoever. She even looked at my frame with pure mockery and informed me that I am utterly idiotic, knowing absolutely nothing about the dark reality of the men I am currently residing with under one single roof."

Kira’s gaze instantly shifted from raw fury to absolute terror, a profound shudder rippling through her entire frame as she stated in a hushed, highly suspicious whisper: "This specific matter sounds profoundly terrifying and exceptionally ominous, Steph!"

I nodded my head in sheer helplessness, anchoring my frightened eyes directly upon her face as I confirmed: "Yes... it is most certainly exactly that. I am literally living in the absolute center of a minefield."

Suddenly, and entirely without warning, Kira’s facial expressions relaxed into a display of mockery that showed absolutely no mercy to my pride.

She stared directly at my frame with a biting, exceptionally bold sarcasm, stating: "Shut up, Stephanie! You are absolutely not experiencing genuine terror in my personal opinion; because you are quite simply enjoying yourself, constantly migrating back and forth from Cedric’s dick to Alexander’s dick without a single pause!"

My entire face instantly ignited with burning embarrassment and deep crimson. Shaking with excessive agitation, I fired back: "Cease uttering these exact words, Kira! I beg of you, drop this topic this instant!"

Kira exhaled a heavy, frustrated breath, crossing her arms over her chest with stubborn arrogance as she locked a serious, strict gaze onto my frame, her voice stern: "What?! I am merely delivering the unvarnished reality that you are actively running away from! You absolutely cannot remain existing as a total whore caught between two men! Select one of them... since Cedric is an explicitly engaged man who will be married exceptionally soon, and you are already legally married to Alexander, then select Alexander and permanently sever the ties of the other."

My heart violently constricted, crushing my ribs and rocking my entire being to its core as I stated with a suffocating lump in my throat: "I cannot... I am completely powerless to abandon Cedric or erase his existence from my mind, Kira. I am utterly sick with him."

Kira threw her hands high up into the air in absolute surrender, leaning her back against the seat with deep disappointment and visible revulsion as she stated: "I completely surrender at this point! Go straight to hell entirely on your own."

I fought with everything I possessed to change the absolute course of the conversation to escape her lashing words that were actively skinning my conscience. I stated with frantic haste: "Please, erase this topic this instant... deliver a solution on what I should execute regarding my cursed boss."

She shot me a narrow, deeply skeptical look, stating with absolute coldness: "Are you genuinely not going to resign and salvage your basic dignity, Steph?"

I adjusted my posture and seating position with stubborn defiance and flat rejection, stating in a highly resolute tone: "No, I will absolutely not execute that action, and I will never surrender to his authority... I shall continue to work in spite of his wishes! Now assist me; I desperately desire to formulate a highly intelligent solution."

Kira contemplated the matter deeply for a few brief moments, then tilted her head sideways, stating with a subtle, mischievous smirk: "What do you think about the idea of my person also joining the company to work directly alongside you?"

A short, dry laugh escaped my throat, genuinely alleviating a fraction of my immense tension as I stated with a mixed smile of disbelief: "You already possess your own entirely independent business, Kira! Furthermore, what on earth do you personally comprehend about the intricate world of fashion and clothing design?"

She shrugged her shoulders with casual ease and absolute confidence, stating: "I am fundamentally an interior designer... art and refined taste are entirely universal, Steph. The matter is precisely the same, without a doubt!"

I knit my brows together in a pleading gesture, stating with absolute seriousness: "Kira, I am genuinely serious... discover a logical solution for my predicament."

Kira let out a deep sigh, questioning with sheer bewilderment and astonishment: "Why exactly does your boss harbor such intense hatred, explicitly targeting your person and holding such an insane grudge against you, to the extreme point that he has forced you into two grueling roles simultaneously?"

I swallowed my saliva with extreme embarrassment, feeling a blistering heat completely invade my pale cheeks as I whispered in absolute shame: "Because I... because I forcefully slapped him hard across the face right inside his private office."

Kira let out a massive, bewildered gasp, her eyes widening with a lethal shock as she screamed directly into my face with absolute madness: "Have you completely lost every single shred of your sanity and gone entirely mad, Stephanie?! Why on earth would you execute such a literal suicidal action against your own boss?!"

I lowered the volume of my voice with extreme anxiety and terror that anyone might overhear our words, my hands moving with frantic instability as I stated in a hushed whisper: "Because he crossed every line by speaking in a thoroughly crude manner regarding my specific dildo... and I completely lost control over my nerves, experiencing absolute unconsciousness until I realized I had already slapped him."

Kira struck her palms together in absolute disbelief and deep frustration, her head shaking in severe reproach: "Stephanie... do you genuinely comprehend that you are actively executing exceptionally bizarre, reckless, and entirely irresponsible actions as of late?!"

I placed my hand with deep exhaustion over my slightly distended abdomen, which was currently carrying unborn children, stating in a weak, broken tone: "It appears that these cursed pregnancy hormones have completely and utterly hijacked my brain and my entire behavior."

Kira validated my words with a sad, deeply sympathetic look, stating with genuine tenderness: "Yes, it most certainly appears that the matter is exactly so..."

In that fiercely burning moment of dialogue, our words were abruptly cut short by the arrival of measured, exceptionally heavy, and deeply familiar footsteps. I spun my frame around with extreme velocity, the warm blood instantly freezing inside my veins as my heart violently constricted to the absolute point of nearly stopping when my eyes locked onto Cedric entering the garden pathway.and the absolute catastrophe was that Isabella was accompanying his person! Every single muscle in my face instantly locked up, and I rapidly leaned over to whisper directly into Kira’s ear with pure malice, a scorching jealousy, and a crushing oppression that literally murdered my spirit on the spot: "Do you lay your eyes upon that cursed, treacherous, wretched bastard?!!"