Married To My Sister's Husband

Chapter 15 Break Point

Livy

He must be in shock to see me in this dress, maybe even wondering where I intend on wearing it to.

It was a sky blue long-straight cut gown draped with a lace fabric and a deep V-neck, which left my

shoulder and upper chest exposed. It's slit was up to my thigh, and my silver heels made my legs

looked longer than they were.

I put on a pair of earrings my mom had bought for Sophy but couldn't give it to her due to her untimely

demise, then regifted it to me after her burial. It was not a loud piece, but it was hard to miss.

Markian seems captivated because he has been staring at me without saying a word, and I just stood

there.

He is wearing a hand tailored maroon twilight fog 2piece with a burgundy colored tie and white shirt

with match tie color shoe. He had some silver cuffs, a burgundy pocket filler and a Blancpain Aqua

Lung Grande Date timepiece, just so exquisite.

He was looking so good and had his hair combed to the side and slightly backwards. I couldn't wait to

be seen in public with him, or so I thought.

After a while he finally spoke, breaking the awkward

silence.

"Where are you going looking like that?" he asked clearing his throat like he had something stuck in it.

I looked at him in surprise, "we got an invitation to the birthday party of Mr. Bernard Gracía, who

happens to be an acquaintance of my mother. So, I'll be going with you."

Wow, such confidence Livy, where did it come from? My heart was beating fast because I don't know

what to expect him to say next.

But nothing was going to stop me now I've said it, I'm going to go with or without him, I thought as I

turned my back to him and tried to fixing my hair and makeup.

"So, who do you want to go as, my date or my wife?" he asked sending me into befuddlement.

What kind of question is this? How on earth do I answer such a question? If I say as his wife, I might

annoy him. But if I say as his date, I might just lose my one chance to be seen in public as his wife.

"Who I'm I to you?" I asked in a haste, and quickly regretted why I even tried.

"Do you really want to know?" He asked back with a devilish smirk that made him look more handsome

and dangerous at the same time, oh God.

My heart skipped a beat, do I really want him to say it? Can't we just go together like a normal couple,

what's the deal with him?

"I'm going...with or without you." I said in a choked voice barely audible, but he heard me. I know he

did, because his expression quickly turned into a more cunning and sinister one.

I looked at him through the mirror as he took a step towards me while I got up from the chair, facing him

I took a step backwards. With every step he took towards me, I took one backwards until there was no

room for me to escape.

He finally caught up with me and pinned me to the wall roughly. I winced from the pain, but he didn't

flinch.

Barely 18 hrs ago, he was eager to help me and aid me while I was in pain, but now, he was back to

being his mean old self again.

I should have known it wasn't going to last, I thought as I stifled the tears that were about to escape my

eyes and ruin my makeup.

He held my jaw and lifted my face upwards to look at him, and I obeyed. It was futile fighting him now, I

won't win. Suddenly, I've lost all my will and power. So much for the big talks.

"Do you dare to defile me?!" He asked with so much fleer.

Why do i even bother? For a moment there I must have really believed he and I could be a happy

couple. I had forgotten about all I did, and how my transgressions had landed me here.

I should never had tried to push Sophy away in an attempt to take her place. I shouldn't have done the

things I did just to get Markian by my side.

"You're...hu-rting me Markian" I managed to cry out, but he didn't care.

One of his hand held both of mine tightly in place right above my head, while his other hand moved

from my face to my neck then to my cleavage,

"...And you would do that while wearing such a provocative clothing and putting on so much makeup?

Just who are you meeting up with?" he asked.

I looked him in the eyes, and I saw it. It was the same look he had last night when we almost got

intimate.

Does he think I'm dressed like these to meet someone else? Could it be that Markian was jealous? It

can't be.

For Markian to be jealous it means I actually had to have an effect on him somehow. I mean, the man

said he can't even pretend to like me. Who says that to a woman they just pinned to the bed and

touched to lovingly? I meant nothing to him, so why does he care what I wear?

"Fine, I'll take it all off, the dress even the makeup, everything. It wasn't my intention to defile you, so I'll

stay here at the hotel, I won't go to the party with you." I said, loosing all will to fight.

"Like hell you won't. It appears I can't trust you to leave you by yourself for even an hour, so you are

coming with me as my date. But you are not wearing that," he affirmed strongly, pointing me from head

to toe.

I was confused now, what do I wear then? I didn't mind that, above all, he really wants me to go with

him now?

He let me go and stepped backwards scoffing, then I realized I was actually smiling.

"Don't get any funny ideas, you are only going because I can't keep my eyes off you for a moment. I'm

not going to let you bring shame and reproach to me, my company or my family, so you must be very

careful with how you galavant and who you are seen with. And if anyone finds out we're married, that

would be the end of...these." he added point at me and back to himself.

At these point my smile faded and my heart sank. He pulled out a box from the wardrobe and left it on

the bed, telling me to meet him downstairs when I'm done, and left the room.

I sluggishly walked up to the bed and opened the box to see a burgundy velvet asymmetric-shoulder

one-sleeve midi dress and matching Lakeshi metal carved heels.

They looked beautiful, and matched Markian's tie but I was feeling too down to appreciate their beauty.

The whole point of wanting to go with him was so people would see us together and congratulate or

even admire us as a couple, but I've just been told if that happens, it would be the end of our marriage.

I tried to clean off my makeup and was stunned to see my reflection in the mirror looking so pale and

out of color. I put on some nude, not elaborate but still beautiful, though not enough to turn heads.

I put on the dress and looked in the mirror, they were my perfect size. I wondered how that was

possible but I didn't dwell on the thought for long.

I put my hair up in an elegant bun and loose curls when I realized the jewelry I was putting on was an

eye catcher, so I took it off and headed out.

I wasn't up for the party anymore and my evening was ruin, so I didn't say a word all through the drive

to the city.

Markian

I was starting to have a soft spot for Livy, but if these goes on, I might just have to end this marriage.

For the first time in my life today, I went shopping to get a dress for her. I had been married for 2yrs to

Sophy, but even at that time I never went shopping.

I had given her gifts but they had been either what my secretary picked out or something I had seen

online and purchased it for her.

I can't lie but my mind went on a frenzy when I saw her in that dress. I really wanted to rip it off her

body and give her a nice rough-hot banging before handing her the dress I spent half of my afternoon

picking out for her.

No way was I going to let any one see her in such a provocative dress.

She came out looking more beautiful as she walk out the lobby of the hotel, wearing the dress and

shoe I got her.

Her hair was up in a bun and I didn't like that. Her feminise call out profoundly each time her hair is in a

bun, and there was going to be hot-blooded males at the party we would be attending.

So, as she got in the car, I let her hair down before I shut her door and got in the car. But somehow she

looked even more seductive than before with her hair down and beautifully messy.

I moved close to her, but she pulled back bringing me back to my senses.

What was I about to do, kiss her? Markian, control yourself, it's just Livy. I pulled her seatbelt and

strapped her in and we started our journey to the city which was a 20mins drive.

It was awkwardly quiet, and I wondered why? She seemed to have been quite chatty and confident

back at the hotel, why is she so quiet now? Why wasn't she talking and laughing as she was doing last

night with that man?

I immediately got overwhelmed with rage as I replayed seeing them together, so I stepped on the gas

and didn't glance her way until we got to the Gracía's home.

It was a beautiful grandiose mansion, not as grand as the Winfrey's deluxe vacation home in the

Bahamas but it's a worthy adversary.

We got out of the car and headed inside, Livy was keeping her distance which made the servants at

the door give us a weird look, so I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closed to me.

She tried to resist, but I told her it was only customary.

Is she ashamed to be seen with me? Or is she just not willing to let her lover see me holding on to her

like this? I wondered how that man's face would be like if he saw me holding her so closely, would they

have a huge fight? I hoped and unconsciously smirked.

We joined the party, and just like I was being expected I got swamped by lots of people who I've either

done business with or maybe wants to do business with me, and within seconds Livy was no longer in

my arms.

The emptiness i felt not having her close was strange, but I shook it off. I can't grow too close to that

wench, she's dangerous and had only been a constant reminder of what I've lost and would never get

back.

I chatted and made small talks with everyone who had approached me, business talks of course.

Anyone who tried to bring up my late wife, I found a way to change the topic.

After awhile, I found Livy by herself having a drink. She must have been very bored because she had

her eyes on her phone.

"Care for a dance?" I heard a voice ask her from behind and I froze.

Who is this clown and how dare he ask my date for a dance? Before she could reply, I interrupted

taking her hand and kissing the back courteously.

I saw both their eyes light up in surprise, but I didn't mind the young man as he slipped away quietly.

I stood by her still holding her hand as I took her glass of drink with my other hand and drank from it, I

was at least grateful it was a non alcoholic wine.

Every attempt I took to keep this thirst hot-blooded men away from her was futile, and I was starting to

get frustrated and agitated.

"You know parties like these are opportunities to make acquaintances and connections. Rather than

stand here all alone and boring, why don't you go talk with other ladies here and share gossips or ideas

on how to steal other people's husbands? I'm sure they would learn a lot from you." i said sarcastically,

as she immediately snatched her hand away from me.

I snickered at her attempt to ignore me and was about to continue, when I perceived a scent I

remembered all too well. I turned to see her standing just few inches away.

Felicity wore a red deep-cut v-neck off shoulder long gown laced with a train behind and a very high

slit. She was wearing glass heels that matched her diamond neck and earring piece.

She had her makeup done to its fullest with an elaborate cherry red matte lipstick on. She looked like

it's her birthday party and not her husband's. Trust Felicity to steal the spotlights everytime.

Felicity

He is finally here, I thought in relief, but who was that with him?

She reminds me of the story of the 'little mermaid'- fresh out of the waters with no clue whatsoever,

searching for the prince she saved. She looked so -so basic.

She must be his assistant, but I thought Markian doesn't like female assistants? I tried to walk up to

him, but it seemed word had gone out that he would be at this party, so these favor-thirsty gnomes beat

me to him.

I didn't want to interrupt, I did promise he could probably meet potential investors afterall.

Having exchanged greetings with everyone, and my husband having retired to his chambers, I was

bored so I focused my attention on the 'little mermaid'.

She looks so frail and weak, Markian hates weakness which made me wonder even more, why her?

She had her eyes on him the whole time, but when he looks at her direction, she quickly avert her

eyes.

I scoffed, she must be in love with him. I didn't care about her hopeless romantics, but for some reason

I felt threatened when I saw Markian staring back at her.

He quickly walked towards her, taking her hand and kissing it the moment he saw someone trying to

approach her.

I was stunned, baffled, and curious now to find out who she really was.

He said something to her that made her take back her hand from his while he snickered, and that didn't

seem right at all.

I walked up to them but didn't say anything, and like back in the days, he sensed me and turned to find

me.

"I'm so glad you made it, Marley" I said joyfully while hugging him.

I don't care if people see, I just wanted to make a point to 'little Mermaid' here that I had my eyes on

Markian first, unless she wanted to share.

I held him so passionately while I attempted to whisper in his ears but it came out edible enough for her

to hear.

"For a moment there, I thought I might have come on a bit too strong with the passionate kiss we

shared yesterday." I cooed.

If looks could kill, I would have died a while ago from her stares. I sensed something was off about her,

and I was right.

Her sudden change in demeanor the moment I hugged Markian was scary, making me wonder exactly

what kind of a person she was. At first she looked so frail and powerless, but now she was staring at

me like a wounded animal ready to strike her hunter.

Markian just stood there frozen by my public confession and tried to look behind his shoulder towards

her, but I quickly averted his eyes back to me.

Now, he wasn't happy with that and gave me a warning look, but I ignored it anyway clinging unto his

arms like we were back in high school.

We turned to face her, and to my surprise those killer looks had disappeared completely and she was

back to looking plain and frail again, making me wonder whether I imagined it. One thing was certain,

she could win an Oscar if she ever goes into acting.

"And... who is she supposed to be, Markky? Your assistant or what?" I asked rather rudely. I didn't

care, but take it from me, I'm even being nicer than my usual self, especially to a rival.

"Hmm... something like that, Olivia this is Felicity. She and I have been friends for a long time now

before she decided she wanted to get married. Which reminds me, where is your husband? Isn't this

his party?" He asked right in her presence affirming to her and for anyone who had doubts that I'm

actually a married woman.

Is it me or could it be that he is actually falling for this lowly creature? He even tried to cover up our

meeting the other day, and pretending that the kiss never happened by affirming to her that I was in

fact married. I just realized, he was wearing matching tie with her, wow.

"C'mon Markian, it's not like we were just normal friends. If I remembered correctly, we were mad about

each other and you begged me not to get married back then, but that aside. Why don't you come with

me so I can take good care of you, I did promise to show you to some investors right?" I inquired,

touching and caressing him slowly with every chance I got, all while stealing glance at 'little mermaid'.

He agreed to go with me in an instant, making me feel victorious.

"I'll have to steal him for a while, hope you don't mind? You can make yourself comfortable, but be

careful not to break anything ok?" I requested proudly.

She just gave a weak smile as she nodded and turned her back towards us. Humph, she needs more

practice with her attitude but, I'm sure I can show her her place in no time.

Markian and I slithered away as I introduced him to big people in the Caribbean stock market who had

great funds and were interested in selling shares.

By the time we were done, I whispered to Markian to come upstairs with me that I had a surprise for

him, and he agreed instantly while I led him with guided hands upstairs.

Well, the rest was kind of a blur as things got very exciting between us.

Livy

He must know how she smelt because before she approached us, he had sensed her already.

My chest dropped as she confessed just how she and my husband had spent the day together

yesterday, kissing. I wondered if that was the only thing they did together.

Who says things like that to the wife of the man they are having an affair with? I was dumbstruck and

very angry, so much so I couldn't hide it. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Who the hell was this woman, and why was Markian doing these to me?

I can't even get upset, I'm not allowed to let anyone know we are married. So, I literally wasn't allowed

to fight for my marriage as I watched another woman caress and touch my husband right in front of me.

Was this really a marriage? For a while there I forgot that before Markian got married to Sophy, he was

a major playboy and could get any woman he wanted with no effort at all.

But I thought all that stopped after he was married. He respected their matrimony then, but now it's my

turn he doesn't care.

He really doesn't think much of our marriage since it didn't take him much to cheat on me with his ex

lover.

I hated her, oh, I hated her so much I really wanted her to disappear from our lives.

Above all, I was hurt by Markian's attitude towards me. His assistant? I Have been reduced from a wife

to an assistant in just a day. I never should have come to this party after all.

Most women find out that there husband is having an affair by inquisition and lots of detective work, but

I found out even without wanting to know.

My heart was breaking inside, and the more it broke, it was replaced with something evil and sinister.

I couldn't hear anything else while they chatted away, I was only thinking of how I could really hurt them

both.

My mind was in a frenzy, I was feeling very choked up inside and it intensified, so much so when I saw

them walk upstairs together, I grabbed my pause and took a bottle of wine- this time it's an alcoholic

drink, and ran outside.

I must have gone the wrong way because I found myself at the backyard of the mansion. I drank so

much I felt like I was burning up inside as everything made sense to me now.

She was the one he met with yesterday he came back and pinned me to the bed. He wanted to have

sex with me while he was thinking about her, what does my life mean to him?

What I saw in his eyes back then were pure lust and not jealousy, he doesn't care about me one bit.

I got him after so many years, after all the unspeakable things I've done, I even hurt the person I cared

about most in these world just so I could have him.

No one would take him away from me now, not even him. Everyone that had tried to had met their end,

and Felicity would just be one of those.

I pulled out my phone and made a call, "I have a job for you. Just like last time make it clean." I said

and ended the call.

I could feel my cheek getting wet, I was crying with a bottle of wine I had chunked down way pass half

in my hand, wow, I was a mess.

I could stand being yelled at for no reason, cussed at or even being treated without respect by Markian,

but the idea of unfaithfulness wasn't going to find roots in my marriage.

I got up, I had to leave even though I didn't quite know the way out yet.

I walked for a while with tears in my eyes, but I soon came out the front yard when I saw Felicity with

Markian, making their way to a car together.

So he would just abandon me like these? I was a mess and didn't want to be seen, so I moved back

suddenly and stumbled up a rock. I heard a crack as I fell to the ground, and my ankle was badly hurt

making me feel even more unfortunate.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder but I flinched in fear. It was dark and I was afraid it might be one

of these drunk men who would try to take advantage of me.

I was so relieved when the person showed himself, "hey, hey it's just me Livy," he said putting his

hands up in surrender.

"Daniel! how are you here?" I asked partly confused but mostly relieved as he helped me up and sat

me by the fountain.

"I had to see someone here about business. We've been discussing in the conference room, and only

just concluded, so I came out for a bit of fresh air and to have a smoke when I saw you struggling to

stand aright." He explained, but his words fell on deaf ears as I just stared at him in silence, studying

and appreciating every inch of his face.

He was handsome and safe. I felt safe everytime I'm with him, and he knows how to listen too.

He was wearing a black Italian 2piece suit, but it was unbuttoned and his tie was loose. His hair was in

a rough backward style which I knew I had a hand in it.

His eyes were a shade of deep blue and they looked warm I just noticed, unlike Markian's that looked

icy cold most times.

I wanted to tell him how tonight had been such an ordeal for me, but I couldn't. No, I just didn't want to

remember the bad things especially now my 'knight' was here.

I grabbed his shirt by the collar and drew him in for a deep hug. It was very peaceful and warm, I found

it hard to let go.

I found myself kiss his neck, then his face and was about to kiss his lips but he stopped me, why did he

stop me?

My heart sank at the rejection, 'way to go Livy, you got rejected twice in one night'.

I laughed out hysterically at my sadness as I watched him look at me in confusion.

He came close to me and sniffed my mouth, "Livy, are you drunk?" he questioned.

Of course I was drunk, it was my first time afterall. I felt like jumping into a river and drowning my

sorrows away, but I didn't do that, I just had a drink.

I shook my head in denial, but he knew I was lying. He took my hand by the wrist but I flinched at the

pain, then he looked at my wrist and all colour left his face.

I followed his eyes to my wrist as I saw they were sore from where Markian had held me few hours

ago. I hid them behind my back but he dragged them to the light.

"Livy, who did these to you?" I just sat there smiling at how handsome he looked when he is worried.

"Livy, who did these to you? goddamnit!" he cussed in anger, jolting me back to my senses- barely.

I stopped smiling and then the tears started rolling down again. He wasn't immune to my tear like

Markian was, so his anger faded away as quickly as it appeared.

He hugged me so sweetly and tenderly, I wanted to stay in his arms for a while longer.

"Markian did these to you right? He-hurts you?" he asked, and when I didn't reply he tried to pull me

away to look at my face, but I held on to him and begged for a little more time with the hug.

His heart was aching just as mine was. He made my pain his, and I wondered why he cared so much if

he wouldn't even kiss me?

We finally broke from the hug, then he asked me again, "did Markian hurt you?".

I nodded and then the anger rushed back, evident on his face.

"He said I defiled him because I wanted to come to this party with him. He was so angry but I wasn't

sure why, I didn't do anything wrong." I sobbed then continued.

"If I had done something wrong, I would have apologized but I don't even know what I'm doing wrong.

My marriage is a nightmare, and I don't know where to start from to make amends. I know I did wrong

by not keeping to our agreement, but now I really wished I did."

Daniel held my hands consoling me as I felt more tears running down my face.

"Livy, you told me you couldn't stand to watch Markian get hurt because of your decision, and that was

the only reason I let you go to the courthouse that day. If I had know you would be the one suffering

today, I never would have taken you there." He told me honestly.

"It wasn't your fault, I should have thought better. I thought it was alright if I was the only unhappy

person in the relationship, but I thought wrong. Markian hurts everyday because of me and I have only

one option left." I spoke in agony and in tears.

He stared at my revelation and asked, "what option is left?"

And I replied, "divorce..."

"Livy, you are drunk and you are not thinking straight. Let me take you back to the hotel so you can

rest."

I held his collar again and pulled him till we were just inches away, "He is cheating on me...Markian-is

having an affair, and I can't do anything about it because no one must know we are married...He

threatened me tonight with a divorce, so now you see why that's my last resort."

Daniel's face fell as he looked at me in disbelief. I let him go and tugged at my ring trying to pull it off,

but he held my hands.

"Livy...Livy? Enough! It's ok, just let me take you back to the hotel. By tomorrow morning you can speak

with Markian and ask him if he is having an affair or not. You are not in the right state of mind to make

any decision right now, ok? For my sake at least, let's drop this for tonight, please?" He pleaded and I

nodded in agreement.

I had already made a decision in these state, I thought as he helped me up but with my broken ankle I

couldn't stand properly. He supported me with his shoulder, keeping me steady.

I scoffed at the thought that I was almost about to kiss Daniel, 'what was I thinking?' Even if I wanted to

start an affair with him, he would refuse instantly.

He loved his cousin too much to hurt him, and respects me enough to not let me get entangled in such

a mess as an affair.

I appreciated him so much for that as I laid my throbbing head on his slanted shoulder.

We were about to get in his car when a hand held my wrist so tight I cringed in pain.

The force pulled me away from Daniel, spinning me around I almost collided with the person

responsible for such recklessness.

I looked up in pain and anger to see Markian.

He backed the streetlights that illuminated the driveway, making it hard for me to see his face, but I

could feel his breathe on my face, and he was not happy.

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Phone rings... 'Yes?'

'I'm in, all that's left is for our target to return from her honeymoon'.

'You know there's no room for mistakes, unless you want to go back to begging for scrapes at that local

diner you worked at, that couldn't even save your father's life'.

'I know exactly what to do, and I promise to bring results. My only wish is to destroy the Luthels, and i'ld

do anything to make sure that happens'.

'Good. Our hatred for the Luthels is the only thing that binds us, but don't forget that just hatred won't

get the job done. Proper planning and execution of our plan is very essential for our success, so be

guided and don't mess this up.'

'Understood boss.'

'Keep me updated on any and everything, I want to know what is happening at all times.'

'I'll do just that boss.' ....call disconnects.

The Luthels took away everything from me, and I aware to avenge my father's death even with the last

drop of my blood. My target? Luthel Inc's heiress, Olivia Markian Winfrey