VICTORIA’S POV

HAWKSLEY ENTERPRISE

11:15 A.M.

The sound of my Louboutin heels click-clack on the carefully polished tiled floors as I make my entrance into my husband’s company. I don’t miss the gasps and greetings from the Hawksley Group workers, who pause to greet me. A ready smile sprawled across their faces. It looked almost fake or as if they were hiding something behind that mask they portrayed. I reciprocate the greetings with a head nod, my rich auburn hair styled with heavy curls flowing freely behind my shoulders.

Today was Zayden and I our sixth wedding anniversary. Coming to his office was to surprise him. My expensive bag held two luxury gifts for him. One, a getaway cruise ship trip to Boston for a week. The second gift was priceless. Thinking about it made me touch my belly, a small smile creeping up my face.

Inside me was growing a testament of my love for Zayden. I can’t wait to see his face when he opens the envelope that carries the ultrasound. I can bet he will shed a tear just like I did when I first looked at the two red stripes on the test pen.

I rode the elevator to the eighth floor, where Zayden’s office is, and walking to his office, I noticed the door was slightly ajar.

“Harder! Oh, Zayden, I am so close, I am going to cum.” I hear the unmissable voice of Madison Sinclair.

I stop in my steps, and if they weren’t so loud fucking like rabbits, they would have heard the clicks of my shoes as I approached the door.

Anger boiled through me, my nostrils flared as I advance towards the door, peeping through the door, a part of me begging so hard that this was a terrible mistake and I had messed up the office.

I knew I was just in denial. My eyes catch sight of both my husband and my best friend, fucking on his office desk, the same place we had made out a couple of times, and I feel bile threaten to make its way out of my mouth and I clasp my hand against my mouth, stifling back the tears from escaping.

I reach for the door handle, wanting to expose them and call Zayden out for cheating on me when his phone starts ringing.

“I’ve got to take this, Maddie, important call.” Zayden mutters, peeling out of Maddie, his limp dick falling between his legs as he brings the phone to his ear.

I don’t hear what the other person on the call says, but Zayden’s aggressive reply makes my hand pause on the doorknob, shifting behind to hear why he was this mad at whoever was calling him.

“You know asking for any more funds other than the one that was agreed upon at the time of the agreement is fraud, right? You can’t blackmail me, Dr. Stansfield. You fucking can’t do that.” Zayden blurts out angrily.

Did I hear Doctor Stansfield? As in Doctor Conrad Stansfield? He was in Lenora’s pediatrician. He had helped put Lenora in the waiting list for a new heart and shortly after he had called, saying they had found a match for Lenora, a misunderstanding had occured. Lenora had missed her opportunity to have a new heart.

I lost my daughter after waiting for so long. Why was Conrad blackmailing Zayden? What was this all about? I wondered as I listened for more information that will help clarify the numerous questions that were building up inside my head.

“I will transfer fifty thousand dollars to your private account. I don’t want you to breathe a word about swapping Lenora’s donor heart to Maddie. Goodbye.” He spits into the phone before hanging up.

I feel the air tighten in my lungs, the tears I had been holding when I first walked up to Zayden’s office and found him fucking my best friend came streaking down my face.

Lenora was our daughter; she had waited three years to get that heart. Maddie didn’t deserve it; besides, her illness wasn’t life threatening as our daughter’s own had been.

Damn it. Lenora’s death would have been prevented if Zayden hadn’t chosen his mistress’ health over hers.

“That bastard. Dr. Stansfield is becoming greedy. Each blackmail call makes him think he can swindle more money from me; this must stop.” Zayden utters, and I see his hand run through his hair.

I watch how Madison approaches him, her slender arms circling his neck, her fake boobs pushing forth into his face.

“Victoria can’t know any of this happened, Zayden. It's safe you keep paying off the Doctor. Besides, it’s not like she isn’t a willing participant in this. Remember she signed off the donor heart to me?” Maddie says touching Zayden’s face.

I did? When did I fucking sign...

“You know Tory wouldn’t have if she knew what she was signing, right? I feel terrible for coaxing her into thinking it was for a new project.” Zayden shoots out.

I gasped, my hand immediately coming up to clasp my face as memory of that incident flowing through my mind.

I was duped. Fuck! I didn’t even need convincing signing the papers. That was because I trusted Zayden. How could he? Lenora was our daughter and she was only five. She had all her life before her and that was stolen away from her because of two adults who were so selfish and only thought about themselves.

“You have nothing to fear about Victoria. The first chance I have, I am discarding her. Having an affair with you has made me realize how unhappy I was with my wife.” Zayden adds.

That was the last straw; I couldn’t support hearing any more truth that would only cause me pain. Squaring my shoulders, I live without causing a scene nor showing any sign that I was ever there.

I need to plot my revenge.

Coming here today was to reveal my deepest secret, telling Zayden I was the heiress of Blackwood Company. Well, I guess he will have to find another way.

Walking out of Hawksley Enterprise with shaky breath, I remove my cellphone from my bag and scroll through my contact list, I see the one name I had vowed never to contact again.

But faced with this betrayal, I clenched my teeth and hit the call button.