HELLO KITTY: revenge on my narcissistic husband

"Is my husband home?" I asked as I stepped out of my car catching sight of Emilio's Buick in the parking lot. It was unusually off as he had told me that morning he had a lot going on for him at the office while I left to get my hair done.

The servants were all staring at me awkwardly like there was something off and would not answer me. I recalled this scenario like a deja Vu had hit me. The awkward silence and glances. Emilio was at it again and this would certainly not be the first. Quickly I pushed my key to the potter standing before me and angrily made my way into the house.

The shock I got started from the sitting room upon seeing the female handbag on the sofa and there were clothes littered around the area. Two glasses and a bottle on a stool. I nearly could not believe my eyes but I was surprised, absolutely not. I wanted to scream his name and go upstairs and make a scene but the question on my mind was clear. How much more drama would I be making over a man that clearly would not change. So I changed my mind as I started walking up the stairs. There was a loud spanking sound and then a moan and only then did I close my eyes in vain hopes to get the picture on my mind off.

I knew I should have stopped myself but I could not help my curiosity as I made my way all the way up and to the bedroom area. The door was open halfway which made it easier for me.

"Go on Hailey, be a good girl and give daddy your best."

I could not believe it when I walked in on my husband with his secretary. This happens to be the upteenth time that I would catch Emilio in the act of cheating which makes me wonder if he ever really gets tired of it. But each time I try to walk away, Emilio finds a good reason to make me stay. We have not even had any form of intimacy in the last two years since I lost the baby.

I know he secretly hates me but it was not my fault that he happened to be away when I needed him the most.

However this time I would not just run away. Perhaps it's high time two plays at the game.

Standing there was going to change nothing. I loved my husband so much that I wanted to be with him. A lot has been ongoing in our marriage since I lost my second pregnancy. Two failed attempts must have changed a lot between us but how selfish of him to try and make it all about himself. I too was hurt because I was the one bearing the child within me. I alone had bled it all out and while he was out there on some wild goose chase of a contract when he should have been there, it was I alone at the hospital for two whole days alone before he returned from his trip.

Quickly and quietly, I turned away as neither of them had seen me leave. I went downstairs and made my way to the bar area where I grabbed myself a good bottle of wine. I needed it in my system. The alcohol should probably soothe my aching heart as that was all I craved for. While drinking, I could hear them. More or less I could hear her as she moaned for the very man I once loved. The same man I would have done anything for. He barked out commands to her, the wh*r*. I remembered her so much from the moment he introduced her as his new secretary. And this was only a good confirmation of my suspicions.

With every minute his domineering voice ordered her, I felt chills down my spine. I felt so much desire and want yet even greater pain as I got tired of taking from the glass. I grabbed the entire bottle and started gulping away with my mind in a frenzy. I had some of its contents spill on my gown which was white but I cared less. In that instant his phone in the sitting room started ringing and perhaps I might have thought to ruin a contract out of anger but when I got to the phone, it was his manager at one of his all too many clubs.

"Hello..." I said softly

"Sir...oh sorry ma'am. Is your husband available?" he asked

"No. But I can relay your message." I said and drank from the bottle again

"Okay. Just let him know that the we would be proceeding with closing entries for new strippers tomorrow as promised and would begin the screening process." he said

"Sure." I responded and hung up.

Only then did I realize that the house was unusually quiet now and then I turned to look upstairs. He stood there naked without shame as he glared with so much darkness in his eyes. The wh*r* stood shamefully behind him with fear that she had been caught in her undies, obviously skeptical about getting her clothes but when she noticed my attention was not even on her, she hurried downstairs and gathered up her clothing muttering whatever would pass for an apology as she quickly swept past me.

"B*tch." I said after her and then turned to my husband who was now making his way downstairs totally unclad.

I scoffed.

Question on my mind was when was the last time I was privileged to see him walk to me as he was now.

"Have you been drinking Samantha?" he demanded.

I smiled as I raised the bottle to my lips once again but realized it was all gone. Looking at him now, the smile spread out even more as I raised my hand and let the bottle fall to the ground as a musician would his microphone at a concert. The bottle shattered on the hard floor.

"Boom!!!" I said

"Are you out of your f*ck*ng mind woman?" he demanded angrily.

I did not answer him because there was no point. My vision was fuzzy but I wanted to go upstairs. I staggered past him but then he caught me by the arm and pulled me close.

"Let go." I said with a warning hint coming into my eyes.

"You said you stopped drinking." he said close to my face

"What do you care about? Let go!!!" I yelled and pulled my arm away from his grip.

I started away drunkenly and started climbing the stairs. I was staggering but eventually I made it all the way up.

"Who were you talking to?" he asked behind me.

I merely turned to look at him as I blew away the strand of hair that was covering my face now. Emilio was p*ss*d and climbed up in a frenzy. It was so quick before I could even make a staggering turn, he had me and whirled me around with my back against the wall as he trapped me. He was glaring at me but then even as much as I wanted to sink into his arms, the disgust of what he had just done was overwhelming so I placed both my hands on his chest and pushed him away before making a staggering run as tears poured down my face to the bedroom where he had defiled with his filth. I made for the floor and sat down there crying. He did not come after me. He had given that up a long time ago.

Perhaps it must have been a couple of hours later that I had woken up to a quiet house. My eyes felt really puffy and I was not yet quite sober but there was something on my mind. I made my way all the way downstairs to the bar counter where I had left my phone earlier. Emilio's clothing was not there and neither was his stuff, he must have left. That was one thing about being married to a narcissist who felt nothing could be done as he would always win. This time, I was going to turn those tables.

Quickly I searched on his website and found the advert for the new strippers. I logged in and created my profile as I applied with a coded name, Kitty.

The moment I was done with that, I searched for a number. A couple of rings afterwards and he picked up the phone.

"Mrs DeGeneres?"Dominic called out to me

"Hello Dom, please initiate the process of divorce. I need the papers tomorrow." I said

"Samantha is everything alright?" he asked quickly

"Everything is fine Dom." I said

"Do you want me to come over?" he asked again.

I thought about it for real. Like I actually wanted him to come over as memories of his physique flooded my mind including memories of that day at his office.

"No Dom. Just get the papers ready tomorrow." I said knowing well enough he would definitely get it done. No questions about that. It was time to start plotting my revenge on my narcissist husband.

Waking up this morning and I felt like hell. Worse still I was in the bathtub and naked. There was a cigarette butt to the side and then I realized I had fallen asleep in there, how relaxing it had felt but now I probably would be dealing with an issue of the greatest hangover yet to be heard in the world. My body hurt and it felt like I had gotten into a fight with bears. I realized the water had gone cold and goosebumps had risen all over my skin but that bothered me less. Quickly I had a quick shower as I had plans for the day.

The bedroom was empty and if Emilio had returned, I generally would say I have absolutely no idea of the sorts. It was hard putting on my makeup as I sought to make my face less puffy and more attractive. In the end, the parts which I could not hide with makeup which were basically my eyes, I hid under my large dark shades. It was the only way around this entire situation. At least I looked elegant enough as I moved out of the bedroom.

"He didn't return now did he Martha?" I asked the older maid

"No ma'am but he called and asked to give you this." she said, handing me pills.

Hangover pills. How very thoughtful. I took it from her after slight hesitation as I realized that as much as I did not want anything from him any further, I needed those pills. The dosage was two and I popped them into my mouth as I took the glass of water she had in handy.

"Thank you Martha." I said as I started walking away

"What about breakfast?" she asked me

"Lots of engagements today. I shall eat out." I said.

Driving out of the house, I was glad I beat the overwhelming feeling of crying as the thoughts that Emilio had slept out which was probably with his new found mistress hurt me badly. He could not even come home to check on me yet he had drugs sent over to me. A lot was on my mind that morning but then I seriously had no idea where I would be going exactly when my phone rang. It was Dominic and I knew he had good news.

"Hello Dom." I called him

"Samantha the papers are ready." he said

"Thank you." I said but just before I hung up, he spoke to me

"Would it be happening this time for real Sam?" he asked

"I shall be in your office in about an hour, Dom. Have the papers ready for me." I said as he needed to make certain everything was ready.

Was I really going to leave Emilio this time? I had absolutely no idea whatsoever but all I knew was I had things to do. Lots of T's to cross this time. As soon as the sign signaled that we could go, I drove straight to the next turn leading to his office.

Perhaps you might not understand the relationship between Dominic and I but it was a secret I held dear. Before he had become my husband's lawyer, there had been a history between us both which Emilio would probably never know about. During a time after my engagement to Emilio, he had suddenly gone a little bit off from me and I was losing it. We said nothing in months to each other and then I believed that he must have decided to have nothing more to do with me. Hence with that uncertainty, I had left off his ring and went out to catch myself some fun with my best friend Zara. It was more or less her idea to get things off my mind and it was there that I saw him.

Dominic really stood out in the crowd especially with all his features. However he had his eyes on just one girl for the night and she was me. If I was being true myself I too had the hots for him and kept passing out signals until we were all over our head crazy about each other. Our craziness went on through the night until at last it led us to his apartment where he showed me all the things my estranged fiance could not show me. The love making was passionate and if I could be true to myself, it was the best ever. I could not get that night off my mind all these years but eventually the next morning I had to leave and never saw the hot stranger again.

A week later, Emilio returned and guilt had never walked this earth surface as it did with me. However I consoled myself with the fact that we were off and giving each other space at the time when it happened so I buried it deep in the archives of my brain. Little did I know that my hot stranger was my dear husband's lawyer but he was such a perfect gentleman not to mention it. However my marriage started falling apart when my husband started his sexual escapades and that was how I found myself in Dominic's office three months ago.

"You know I never forgot you?" he had said

"Please let's not talk about it." I said. I had been hoping to avoid it all along and since through the years he never mentioned it, I believed he must have forgotten or had moved on with his life. I expected that maybe for some good reason, he had seen it as a night of passion with a random girl.

But clearly I was wrong.

Dominic had come across to sit on the desk right in front of me that I caught his scent up close.

"You know you miss us too." he said

"There is no us Dom. It was just a one night stand." I reminded him

"But there would be. All you need to do is divorce Emilio. I can assure you that it would be a smooth one." he said as he brought his finger down on my lap, tracing a line through the open slit that sent jitters down my spine once again.

"I... I... I need to go." I had said rising up abruptly and he smiled. He knew now I still would feel weakened by his touch.

When I had tried to leave, Dominic had suddenly drawn me back into his arms as he rose up and kissed me. I did not resist. Instead I had responded and hungrily let him lead me to the wall as we kissed passionately. He moved a lot from my lips to my neck sending signals down to my very core. I knew it would not stop if I let it on. I recalled the moment when he would have turned me to face the wall that I was about to get guilty of the same thing I was accusing my husband of. Hence I resisted and told him I could not before leaving his office in a frenzy.

But the memories of that moment in his office had probably awakened within me emotions I used to tell myself should have been dead.

Right now as I drove myself to his office, I kept reminding myself that I was only going there to pick up those papers and nothing more.

"You did not give me an answer Samantha." he said as I took the papers standing in front of his desk.

He sat down there in all his magnificence. He was such a handsome man although not handsome enough to beat Emilio's undisputable looks. These men were gorgeous in all ramifications but slight opposites to each other. I looked through the papers and then returned them to the envelope.

"Thanks Dominic. I shall keep in touch." I said to him as I turned away.

"Dominic? It's been ages since you called me that way Sam. Would you answer my question now?" he asked behind me

"What question?" I asked as I turned to look at him again. He was standing now with both hands in his pocket.

"Would you be divorcing him this time?" he asked me again

"I am a married woman, Dominic." I said with emphasis on his name

"Yes, married but transitioning through divorce. I just need to know Sam. Give me anything, a sign. Just anything at all to know that I still have a chance with you." he said gesturing with his hands which he had taken from his pocket.

I had to beg the heavens in my head not to let him come around from that desk or I was doomed. Luckily he understood and respected my space and remained on his spot. I looked at him and then smiled in my head at myself and my behavior. It was really a case to be studied as I had no idea why on earth I could not move on with this man already. However the truth remained that I loved my husband still and anything I would be doing now was only so I could win him back and exert a little bit of revenge from him.

"Have a nice day Dom. I shall be in touch." I said, whirling myself away from the office. As I left, I heard him chuckle sadly because I knew he probably was in pain or still shocked by my attitude.

I was just getting into my car when my phone chimed as a message entered. I took it out and it was a text from Emilio.

'WHERE ARE YOU WOMAN?'

He was demanded and there also were two missed calls which I had not noticed probably because I had left the phone in the car. I smiled and replaced the phone when I saw a notification. Quickly I slid down and I saw the message.

'Hello Kitty,

You have been selected for the first screening which would be conducted at the address below. Do well also to upload photos of you to the website and fill the attached form.'

Your guess is as good as mine. It was from the club and I had been selected to partake in the screening. I smiled as I started thinking of what to do because certainly I could not go there looking like me. I needed to work on myself.

Alright let me clarify your questions now. Yes, during some time in my life, I had worked as a stripper just to keep up with my tuition but that was a long time ago before I even met Emilio. I eventually had to quit after I graduated and found something much better and worthwhile but now, I am back at it. And yes I do have a job. A hobby you might call it but it does everything to keep me company. I am a writer although since the baby, I have not written a single line or piece. Now enough about me and let us continue in the plans for vengeance. I needed to do a little shopping.

I made my way to the boutique which I had never visited as I certainly could not go to one my husband and I frequented as I could make no mistakes. I needed a good mask and some outfits that would pass for everything I needed to get down. Did I mention I got heels too, really high ones and even more. A couple additions of a new makeup kit and I was ready to rumble. I paid with my personal card as it was all about being careful and then went away to my car. My phone was ringing again and I would have cursed if that was him had I not seen Zara.

"Hey girl?" I said into the phone

"Samantha, where are you? Emilio called to ask if I knew where you were." she said

"What did you tell him then?" I asked

"What else? Had to tell him we were out getting stuff and you went to get your phone from the car. He said you should call him soon." she said.

Zara was such a darling.

"Thanks Zee, " I said." but seriously where are you Samantha

"Zara there would be no need to lie again okay? I am leaving him." I said

"What happened? You know what, where are you? I will come." she said.

I thought for a while but I knew my best friend. She would never sell me out and right now a bright idea crossed my mind. She could even assist me and it would be fun this time just like old days only that this one would be against my husband.

"I'm going to eat at Julie's in thirty. Meet me there." I said

"See you in thirty then and whatever it is, keep it cool until I'm there." she said.

I certainly was beginning to sink into the path of darkness. I had been thinking worriedly about getting assistance with the interview at the club which was due in two days at night. I needed backup to help with making my plans come through and I know now that it would be much better when two good heads or in this case bad heads come together. I received another text from Emilio and this time was more commanding than the first.

'SAMANTHA YOU HAD SURE GET YOUR ASS HOME THIS INSTANT. WE NEED TO TALK.' it read.

Talk he said as though there was ever a we talking. It had always been him talking while I listened to him. It had always been him making the rules while I played by them and right now, I was fed up and in no mood.

I dropped the phone as I patted the divorce papers and started playing Revenge by xxxTentacion in my car.

I sang along with the lyrics.

'....I've dug two graves for us, my dear

Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear

Oh man, what a world, the things I hear

If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?

Some kill, some steal, some break your heart....'