Felicity’s infatuation with Markian was absolute but she wasn’t really someone who would cause a big problem like an affair with a married man, so I omitted the fact that Markian was actually married again.
“If I had told you, would you have been willing to go on with the plan?” I questioned half heartedly, cleaning the dirt off my cloth.
“Of course I wouldn’t have, especially if I had known she was Olivia Luthel. My status isn’t something that can afford a swaddle with the Luthels right now, I have to clear these misunderstanding.” She confessed.
Like hell I’ll let her do that. She just caused a major issue among Livy and Markian and it’s a misunderstanding that benefits me unless it’s cleared up, so she dare not say anything that would jeopardize my efforts.
“You won’t do such, ok? You might not want any issues with The Luthels, but do you really want to have issues with me instead?” I warned sinisterly.
“You are not a nice person, are you? If you are doing all these just to get that girl to leave Markky, then you are going about it the wrong way. You will only end up bringing them together once these misunderstanding is cleared up. As it stands now, it seems he has already started developing feeling for her, so you should give up already.” She stated.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion now, did I? All you have to do is just shut up and the misunderstanding would never be cleared. Knowing Markian well, he hates explaining himself because he thinks no one has the right to question him. And Livy, you have to know that even though she looks frail and helpless, she’s got a very high tolerance level. So for her to ask for a divorce, she must really it. So just keep your mouth shut and let’s watch from the sidelines, who she comes running to, ok?” I concluded with a smile still plastered on my face.
“You should head home, you don’t look too good” I added kissing her cheek, i entered my car I drove off.
I had planned it all, and it wasn’t by coincidence Felicity was at that bar that evening with Markian.
I had told her he was in town and exactly were she could meet him. She was so excited about the plan because she missed him so much, and that was enough for me.
Perfect timing, her husband’s birthday party was the next day so I told her to invite him.
Well, even if that hadn’t happened, she would have organized one charity event or the other. Felicity was wonderful at throwing such parties and having men and women of different calibers attending.
I knew Livy would try to be here with Markian because, during our conversation last night I slipped in a comment for her not to leave Markian alone on this island.
I included that he used to have a wild time here back in the days with different girls, just something to steer up her insecurity a little and it produced a healthy fruit tonight.
She looked so adorable and incredibly sexy pulling my shirt in an attempt to kiss me, and to be honest, it took everything in me to stop her even though I really didn’t want to.
I want her to see me as the safest person to be around, the one who won’t hurt her, who would listen to her and be a true friend, while Markian was the exact opposite.
I sealed it with the agitation I incited in Markian few minutes ago, making him lose his marbles and hitting me right in front of her.
Right now she doesn’t feel safe with him at all especially after what she just saw him do.
I mentally patted myself on the head for a job well done, though it took a while but in the end the results were perfect.
Now on to the next plan. Good thing he invited me over tomorrow, I can’t wait to finally complete this phase of my plan.
Livy
I gasped as air escaped my lungs, as though i was the one who was hit.
I looked at Daniel who was on the floor with blood stained lips.
My body froze and my hands began to shake uncontrollably. I screamed and yelled for Markian to stop hitting him, but no words or sounds escaped my mouth.
With every punch, I jolted in response staring at the both of them scrambling, as my mind drifted off in space. I felt a constriction in my chest as I gasped for free air but got nothing. It was happening again, and the flashes were back.
This time I saw a little girl tied and gagged on a chair, the smell of the place was terrible with mixtures of tobacco, gasoline and tar. Fresh woods were being burnt and there was smoke everywhere- who burns wet wood?
The next moment the little girl’s head was in a bathe, they kept screaming but I couldn’t hear them, I felt like she was going to die.
Then she was thrown on an old scrappy bed as she winced in pain. A man in a black mask wearing a gray shirt and black pants was approaching her.
She was terrified and kept screaming but the gag in her mouth wouldn’t let the sounds out. I couldn’t see anymore, her eyes were blindfolded and then came the excruciating pain.
I gasped in horror and finally I could breath again, so I looked up and saw Markian about to throw another punch.
In split seconds, without thinking, I was in between them. He froze as he saw me- I was thankful for that, but I could still see the fury in his eyes as he growled at me to get out of the way.
Not only did I not want to move, but I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
I didn’t know what to do or say as he kept on saying words that I was finding hard to understand or decipher.
He thinks I’m having an affair with Daniel, how dare he think of me as such a tramp? He was the one sleeping with another man’s wife. Oh, so he can do it but I can’t?
Now, I could feel the anger flooding back and in a fit of that rage I intentionally defended Daniel.
I knew how it would seem but the poor guy had done nothing wrong except try to comfort me. He even stopped me from doing further damage to my marriage, and here stood Markian accusing him falsely.
I was so upset the next words that came out from my mouth were not properly thought over or simulated by my brain.
“I want a divorce” I cried.
Wait, do I really want a divorce? And who requests for a divorce while crying? My mind was a mess and I needed to calm down. So when he asked me to repeat what I said, I stuttered.
Why on earth did I have to stutter if what I really wanted was a divorce. ‘Good job Livy, you just ended you marriage in a fit of rage and a little alcohol, well done’.
He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the car, well at least that stopped them from fighting, that’s a good thing right?
Markian said something to him before he got in the car- but I didn’t hear what it was, and we drove off leaving him all alone and bloody.
I felt very sorry and guilty that all these happened because of me, why was it always because of me? I wondered.
I couldn’t stop my hands from terribling, so I held them tightly together. I closed my eyes to calm my nerves, in just a few more minutes we would be back at the hotel, I prayed silently.
But the car stopped and I became overwhelmed with fear and extreme nervousness.
Why did he stop the car? Oh God, what would he do to me now? No one was here, nobody to save me.
I remembered the look on his face back then, it was the most horrifying looks I’ve ever seen, and he was beyond mean to Daniel, hitting and screaming at him unfeelingly, while I just froze in panic.
He locked the doors, turned off the engine and rest his head and hands on the steering wheel.
Why did we stop and why did he shut the doors? I gathered up courage and turned to ask him why he stopped us here, I mean we were in the middle of nowhere, and the place was dark and dangerous.
But as I was about to ask, my eyes landed on his hand and I saw his knuckles. They were pretty hurt and stained with blood and my heart sank.
Suddenly, I wasn’t scared anymore and my hands slowly stopped shaking as they involuntarily reached for his own.
He looked at my gesture in disdain, then at me and took his hand back from me, but I grabbed it again.
“Stay still” I ordered, and he obeyed.
I could see it now, behind all the anger and fury was a little boy in pain. I took out my handkerchief and wrapped it round his knuckles.
Even though he was hitting Daniel, he was also hurting from the pain he was inflicting.
He tries to hide his pain and frustrations by using other negative emotions like anger and hatred, but when those become unsuccessful, he results to violence.
While he might seem all high and mighty, my husband is just still a little kid who grew up hurting without love.
I thought I alone was broken, but the truth is, he and I were both broken and need love.
I realized I needed to understand Markian better rather than making him understand me first, so I entwined his fingers in mine and kissed his hand.
He just stared at me as I placed our entwined hands on his lap and I moved closer, resting my head on his shoulder and it felt warm and comfortable.