My Father In-Law and the Betrayal

Jayla

Today was Naya's birthday, she had put me in charge of designing her dress. I have always taken the honor of doing it every year as my contribution to her birthday. It has been a busy week putting her dress together while also preparing for my own upcoming event.

My boyfriend was also coming around. I hurried to the venue after sending out my staff to deliver Naya's dress.

At Naya's birthday hall, the lights glowed and sparkled of birthday activities. I sighted my friend and client Naya.

"You look so beautiful." I said to her while admiring my own artful creation.

Her smile broadened as she turned around to let me have a full glance.

The celebration continued, people were drinking and having fun to their full. I kept looking around for my boyfriend. It's been more than three hours since the party started, and I haven't seen him.

I stared at my phone again, no calls and no message from him. Maybe he got caught up with something, but he could have left a message behind.

It was almost the end of the event when I started to feel tired and needed to rest a little.

I quickly pulled out of my chair with the little strength in me, I stood up to search for a room to lay down my head a bit.

The fullness of my bladder also reminded me it needed to be emptied.

I walked past some old friends, exchanging smiles and laughter. Naya had invited numerous people capable of starting a community.

"Oh I'm sorry." I said to the lady I had interrupted in the room I thought was free.

I headed for the next room, but it was occupied. I sighed, frustrated and eager for a bed to lay my head.

Likewise, I opened the other room and the sight that welcomed me left me speechless.

"Blake." I called out my boyfriend, but he was too busy to hear me.

My boyfriend whom I have been waiting for all day lay entwined in bed with another woman, their sweaty bodies exuded a smell that filled the room. He was thrusting into her with all his strengths.

I stood there watching for minutes while he was so oblivious of my presence. He grabbed her to a passionate kiss, the tears threatened to drop, but I held myself and called him again.

How did he even get here?

"Blake!" I called out his name loudly, which startled him. He quickly got off her in shock while he searched for his.

The tears which I have been holding back had no mercy and flowed easily. I swallowed the giant lump in my throat, wiped off the tears that had dropped, and left the room.

After everything I have done for him, this is how he chose to repay me, the weight of the betrayal dangled in my heart and I gently shoved it off.

It was over, and I was going to withdraw everything linked to him.

I tried opening my eyes and the sunlight radiated through the window casting a very bright view across the room.

I lazily stood up from the bed while stretching my hands and legs. As my eyes fully opened, I tried to remember where I was, the unfamiliar environment, the sharp headache that found its way to my head.

The room looks expensive, the sheets, the smell of a rich cologne.

I turned, and my gaze caught the sight of a man sleeping beside me on the bed, his bare chest attractive and hairy.

How did I end up in bed with a man twice older than me? What happened, the alcohol had brought me here. How many did I have?

The questions kept running through my mind as I scanned through the room for my phone. I was not one to have a random thing with a stranger, but here I was.

My phone ringing gave me a pointer to where it was.

"Finally, Jayla, hope you're okay." Naya's voice said through the phone, her voice laced with worry.

"I can't remember what happened, and he is older than me." I said, trying to keep my voice low.

"We lost you and I have been trying to call you for hours, Blake was also looking for you." she said.

The mention of Blake brought back the memories of last night, the anger, the drinks, the talks, the kiss and this.

I sighed. What a rough night.

I ended the call with Naya and went to the bathroom to quickly freshen up.

I would leave quietly and pretend this never happened.

Stepping out of the bathroom I saw the man I thought was still sleeping all dressed up and waiting for me.

"Good morning pretty." he said with his deep husky voice and I felt intimidated for a moment.

"You don't remember last night again." He was taking a closer step towards me.

His hands cupped my face and I felt my wet body shiver from his touch.

"Not again." I muttered. I was not going to let anything happen now. I had targets to meet, and I needed to hurry to my office.

"Leaving so soon?" he asked again, and I nodded, heading to get dressed.

"What happened was all a mistake, I wasn't in my right state of mind after I caught my boyfriend cheating." I said sharply to him.

"Yes I remember you mentioned a boyfriend." I ignored him and continued to dress up.

"It was a mistake for you, but I would like it to happen again but first, can I buy you breakfast first?"

"Please I have made it clear to you." I said quickly in a rush.

He watched me for a moment before reaching for his pockets, he brought out a bundle of cash and dropped it on the table.

I stared at it with irritation, as if that wasn't enough, he brought out a pen and paper then scribbled down something.

Did he think I was a prostitute? The anger in me was already stirring up.

He opened the door and left.

I picked up the paper. He had written down his number and beside it "This should not be over yet my pretty Jayla".

A chill ran down my spine.

My first thought was to trash the paper, but instead I shoved it into my purse.