Cyrena's pov
"What do you think Cyrena - a mere seduction will change how I feel towards you?" Easton's voice was low and husky, as his grip on me tightened pulling me closer to him.
"Just like everything and everyone else, you disgust me...leave" His voice dropped dead, his grip on my waist lingered for a moment before he pulling away from me.
My eyes searched Easton's face, trying to read his expression but his mask was firmly in place revealing nothing, without a word, he turned back to his drink, his back to me. I stood frozen, for a moment I thought he craved for me, my fingers twitching with the urge to touch him as my eyes water. The silence between us grew thicker, heavier; until it felt like a physical presence in the room.
"I said leave!!." Easton barked, breaking the silence.
I raced to my confinement, my mind was in turmoil as I tried to decipher what had just happened but now I know what I am to him - nothing.
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"He didn't say that!" Verna exclaimed through the raucous laughter in the club, her words cutting through my thoughts. But the memory of what transpired, his low and throaty voice keeps finding its way into my mind like it belongs there.
Faint wafts of smoke lingered in the air as I downed my drink. The bartender poured me another drink, I quickly gulped it down without hesitation. I just wanted to forget, to not remember how broken I was.
"That's enough Cyrena" Verna muttered, reaching out to my drink.
The night was long but I could only hear the distant music played, glasses clinking and a hubbub of conversations. I moved my head to the other side of the club as dozens of perplexed eyes - murmuring to themselves as they shot glances at me.
For the first time in my life, I've never felt so seen and broken but here i was pretending everything was okay.
"Will you push through with the divorce?" Verna voice creeped through my thoughts as I tried to find hidden answers.
I turned to Verna but my vision was suddenly replaced with Easton's cold gaze, his venomous words and those unforgiving emerald eyes.
Hard truth, I have no place in his heart.
"I - I don't know anymore Verna" I mumbled burying my head on the counter before slowly lifting it as i gulped down my drink.
Verna's brow furrowed, her expression more lost than mine, letting out a soft moan she took a sip of her drink.
"You should give that some clear thought, girl" she said turning to the bartender.
"What's there to think about? That's what he wants"
" It's not gonna be easy but you should consider doing that" exhaling heavily.
"What about the issues with your adopted mum?"
"I won't give in to her demands Verna - I inherited that firm, not her and her daughters" forcing the last drink down my throat, I quickly checked my phone as I reached out for my handbag
"I gotta go"
"You can drive?"
I nodded slightly as I drag myself out of the club. I headed straight to my car, taking a deep breath brushing my hair backwards before turning on the engine.
I drove quietly along the lanes but my mind kept wondering on what to do next, 'Should I sign the divorce papers?'
"Just like everything and everyone else, you disgust me - leave"
Easton's words came crawling into my mind again with it's reminder to where I belong. My car suddenly came to a halt, wondering what could be the problem. I tried turning on the engines but it abruptly couldn't, I got down trying to survey what could be the problem, having zero idea I reached out for my phone, placed an order for the next ride.
For hours, I waited patiently along the roadside, called Verna but it ended in a voicemail. Letting out a heavy sign I leaned against my car waiting patiently for my ride.
A vehicle pulled up right Infront of me, it's headlights casting an eerie glow, it wasn't my ride - as the front door opened revealing a tall well-built man probably in his 30's, as he strodes towards me, his gaze piercing and intense. I tried to return his smile but my lips felt frozen, my eyes searched for a clue but my mind couldn't drift back to where I've seen those eyes.
"Mrs Black, is everything alright?" He asked taking a good look at my car before returning the gaze at me. Obviously he knows who I am and that I shouldn't be surprised, it's all over the news.
" Yeah but actually I think something's wrong with my car" I replied looking keenly at him.
"Oh, let me check it out"
He left to open the bonnet of my car as smoke evolved making him cough violently.
"Are you okay?" Leaning to his side
"Yeah" he replied while closing the bonnet "I don't think we can fix this now" his expression moved from determination to pitiness.
"Or are you waiting for someone?" He added scanning the road for any coming vehicle but there was no sign of one.
"Or your husband perhaps" he eyes squinted as if trying to decipher a complex puzzle.
"No... Actually I'm waiting for my ride"
"Oh, why don't I take you home?"
I stole glances at my phone and the atmosphere wasn't friendly. It was weird letting a stranger take me home but there was no sign of a nearby cab stopping by. Having locked my car, I agreed to his offer, he opened the front door as I got in.
"Thank you" my voice barely heard.
The leather seats creaked as I settled into his car. The engine purred to life, and soft jazz music filled the air. My hands trembled as I fidgeted with the hem of my dress, my breath came in short gasps as i tried to calm the growing fear in me.
"Anthony Reid" he introduced, he must have noticed how unease I was.
Anthony Reid! The CEO of Reid's corporation, Easton's business rivalry!! - I screamed within myself, we met at the birthday party of one of the biggest tech company in New York, how could I forget his face?
"Is everything okay?" Breaking the silence, he slowly moved his head to look at me.
"Yes...yes - I think I know you" my voice grew with much certainty. He lifted the corners of his lips, his eyes plainly on the road but I could sense the mischievous smile on his face.
"You forget so easily" he motionlessly looked at me.
"I hope your husband doesn't cause a mess since I insisted on taking you home"
"Ex husband" I snapped "we are getting a divorce" I let my hair fall down.
"Oh I heard... You alright?"
"Yeah I am" I answered looking out the window as I continuously rub my palms together.
"It's really hurtful getting to divorce someone you thought would stay with you forever... Maybe Easton never really loved you"
I slowly moved my head to look at him, his words struck a chord, but I felt a sense of truth in them. Why should I feel offended?, he was right after all.
"Sorry I said that" his eyes bore every look of sincerity as I forcefully smiled.
The car suddenly came to a halt, letting out a heavy breath he reached out his hand offering his card.
"Call if ever you need anything"
"Thanks for the ride" collected the card, shoving it into my bag. I slowly got out heading inside as his car vanished from sight.
Taking a deep breath, I stormed inside, inhaling the cool night air carrying the fragrance of late-night coffee. As I reached out for the stairs an unfamiliar voice called out.
"Who was that?" Easton's silvery voice sent shivers down my spine, I turned to find him leaning at the doorframe, his eyes narrowing. He must have heard the sound of engines abruptly coming to a halt and he knew it wasn't mine.
"My car broke down" I muttered.
"You should have called" Easton's cold voice rose.
Called?, I stared at him to find if he really cared or was he feeling remorseful to how he pushed me away? Was he jealous? - no he didn't see Mr Reid's car, my mind trailed.
"What good would it make?" I replied, climbing the stairs, the soft carpet muffling my footsteps.
" We aren't really divorced, yet you're drinking and getting hooked up with some rich dude" his words biting.
I stopped in my steps. Does Easton think i married him because of his money? Do I look that desperate to him?.
I turned, anger flaring.
"That's what you think?... I'll sign the damn papers..."