Leanna

[Cheating]

Maybe because of what happened to me in my previous life that every time I saw someone cheating, I wanted to give that person a taste of retribution.

I waited in the hallway for the two to finish their business. After almost twenty minutes, Sophia came out from the toilet, looking frail and innocent like always. However, her hair and dress were disheveled.

She was shocked to see me before a sweet smile graced her lips, pretending nothing was wrong.

"Leanna, are you waiting for someone?"

I answered with a calm voice and impassive face, "I 'am waiting for a slut and a cheater to come out from the men's toilet."

Sophia turned around, finding if there were others behind her. Her eyes bulged when she realized that she was the one I was referring to. Her smile fell while her face turned white.

"Y-you're accusing me of being a slut?" She pointed at herself with dramatic movements. Her eyes dampened like she was about to cry.

Who is she acting?

"You're not a slut?" I said, eyes wide with fake curiosity. "Soooo are you like a missionary bimbo or something? Because the last time I check, the man you're fucking is already engaged."

Sophia, realizing her frail, innocent image, and acting doesn't affect me, she reverted to her real bitchy self. She placed her hands on her waist, raised her eyebrow, and stared down at me.

"The last time I checked, it's none of your business who I 'am fucking with," she scoffed. "You know what, Holley and I hate you. And that's the truth. You're the whore who seduces Cain Fay from her."

I smiled. "What can I say? The man has good taste."

Sophia raised her hand to slap me when Nicholas came out of the toilet. Like she had a double personality, she was back to being frail and innocent again.

"How can you be so mean? Nicholas and I are truly in love with each other. We can't help it. It's my fault. I-I shouldn't have done it. He's my sister's fiancé, after all." She sobbed, and fat tears rolled from her cheeks.

Nicholas was stunned for a moment. After processing what happened, he went to Sophia's side and embraced her.

"Leanna, it's not Sophia's fault. I was the one who approached her first, and before we know it, we fell in love with each other. I was already planning to break the engagement with Zoe. I'm just waiting for an opportunity, so I appreciate it if you don't tell anyone. I'll break the news myself." Nicholas's expression was cramped with regret and changed to one of doting as he stared at Sophia while the latter cried in his arms.

My eyebrow arched so high. It probably went up to my head.

"That's it?"

They paused, focused shifted on me.

Nicholas caught his tongue as he stared at me in confusion. "W-what else––"

"After Zoe wasted her time on you. Her love for you. After you fooled her and cheated behind her back, you'll just say 'break the engagement,' and then you'll live happily ever after just like that?"

I sneered. I wanted to spit near his feet, but my saliva is reserved for Cain.

Nicholas frowned. "Leanna, you don't want to mess with us. Just me alone can make your family suffer."

The corner of my lips hooked in a sly smile. "You should have learned your lesson by now," I said and played the recording in my phone the moment Sophia walked out from the toilet.

All colors drained from their faces.

Nicholas released Sophia and bolted in my direction to snatch my phone, but I grabbed his hand, kicked his leg, and threw him on the floor.

"Nick!" Sophia screamed.

But I was not done yet. My anger was raging like a bull with the red flag in front of its eyes.

I kicked him hard in the groin.

Aaaarrgghh!!

Nicholas screamed sliced throughout the whole gallery while Sophia was paralyzed as she watched the entire scene in horror.

"Hmp! Count your luck that I didn't wear pointy shoes."

I shot a sharp glare at the shaking Sophia before exiting the gallery. Along the way, people ascended the stairs, curious about the screams and ruckus I created.

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[Initiate]

"You and Holley were engaged for five years," I mumbled.

Cain briefly paused before he resumed typing on his laptop, unaffected by the bitterness in my voice.

"There's nothing between Holley and me. We met five times in that five years, and all of it was on her birthday," he said, repressing the contempt in his tone. 

The way he spoke had me thinking that he only answered my question because it was me who asked. If it was another, he might not spend even a tiny energy to open his mouth.

I was relieved. Just hearing the revulsion in his voice was enough indication that he didn't have an ounce of feeling towards the girl.

I looked over at his handsome face.

It was already eight in the evening, and we were sitting on my bed, both leaning against the headrest. My head was resting on his shoulder. He was busy typing something on his laptop, and I was occupied eating Haagen-Dazs macadamia ice cream, feeding him from time to time while watching a movie.

"You know, I never said this to you, but we accidentally met yesterday, and she told me about how you would always attend her piano performances," I said, didn't care that I was complaining like a little girl who had been wronged.

"I did," Cain replied. "She always performs piano on her birthday."

Pft!

I thought as much.

". . . Did she . . . ," Cain trailed, unsure how to say his next words, ". . . did anything to you?"

"Nothing that I can't handle."

"Mmmm . . . Just do whatever you want. I'll always have your back," he whispered.

I snuggled closer to him and stared lovingly at his face.

. . .

. . .

"What is it?" he asked, eyes still on his laptop.

"Nothing. I just really visually enjoy you," I chortled, tone teasing.

Cain finally captured me in his eyes, face warm with affections.

"Are you flirting with me?" He flashed me a toothy smile that even my panties fell for him at sight.

"I want to see you flustered."

"I'm always flustered when I'm with you."

"Hmm . . ." My lips puckered. "Hard to say . . . ," I slurred and licked my lips.

Cain's attention flicked to my mouth. His eyes glint with lust, ready to devour it at any moment.

I got to my knees, grabbed his laptop, and put it on the bedside table. His expression burned with desire as I straddled him on the bed. His hands wrapped around my waist. I caressed his face, running my fingers through his hair as I lowered my lips to his.

I graze our mouth, teasingly. My tongue flicked, licking the shape of his mouth before I bit his lower lip, gently pulling it.

At first, he was surprised by my aggressiveness. But soon, his surprise turned to happiness and excitement. It was the first time that I initiated the kiss. I have to! This man just said those ridiculous vows, and I knew he was the type who wouldn't go back on his words.

It was a good thing that he was making it up to me by letting me do what I wanted to him. Giving me freedom as I teased and played his mouth.

I sucked his lips before I pushed my tongue inside his throat. I leaned closer, embracing his neck and tugged his hair as I pressed my bottom against his groin.. Then I trailed wet marks down his throat before I bit his collarbone.