I woke up feeling happy, it was Monday. The weekend was amazing. After the kiss which was on Saturday, we went home and he was acting all nice and warm. We cuddled as we watched a movie in the room on his laptop. I felt like a teenager again

We had kissed again and again but every time felt like a first time, with a new fire. On Sunday, he decided to take me on a date at the park, other families were there, but we were few and very far from each other.

I smiled, remembering the conversation we had.
"This looks so nice.", I said putting a cherry in my mouth slowly.
"That action of yours was very enticing.", he said.

"What, eating the cherry?", I asked confused and he sighed.
"Yeah, that and the way you ate it. So...."
"You don't say!." I laughed, but an idea crept into my head.

"But, there are other things that are way more enticing than that.", I said seductively and slowly crawled till I was very close to him.
"Oh and...uh...here.", he said looking nervous.

"Of course. What would be wrong with a woman teaching her husband some things.", I said and my finger went to his lips.
"It depends are those things innocent.", he asked.

"I dunno, do you think they're innocent? I asked back and now my lips were very close to his.", he leaned in and just as our lips were about to touch I pulled back and sat there.

For some seconds he was there, pouted lips and closed eyes.
"Uh...what are you doing?", I asked sounding confused and he immediately opened his eyes.

My lips curved to form a smirk. "Were you daydreaming about me?", I asked.
"No. No, you just...."
"Just what, I've been sitting here blabbing about cherries and I just look up finding you expecting a kiss.", I said and crossed my arms.

"Oh I see what you did.", he said smiling and I smiled back.
"What I didn't do anything.", I whined innocently and giggled. He started coming closer with a mischievous look in his eyes.

"What are you doing?", I asked as he came closer and I scooted back.
"Oh you think you can get away with anything huh.", he said

I smile at the way my ribs were hurting when he was done tickling me. It felt like we just started dating and not that we had been married for months now.

I turned and he was just beside me, still sleeping. His arms were around me. I slowly tried to remove his hands but he refused and pulled me closer.

His eyes fluttered open. "Rushing somewhere?", he asked.
"Yeah. I have to have my bath, go and....."
"Don't tell me you have to see a client 'cause no one works on a Sunday.", he said and I groaned.

"C'mon just sleep in.", he said.
"No. I wanna get up and go to work.", I said.
"Work?", he asked.
"Yes Ansel, work. Today is Monday.", I said.

"Oh, take a day off then.", he said.
"I can't just do that.", I said and tried to remove his hands.
"Well then I'm not letting you go.", he said and tightened his grip on me.

"Ansel I'm serious, else I'll be late for work, we're almost done with....."
"Fine, before you start rambling I'll let you go.", he said and loosened his grip. Just as I sat up he pulled my wrist and I fell back on the bed to face him.

"But a kiss first.", he said wiggling his eyebrows.
"And here I was thinking it was the sleep talking."
"Well now you know I'm fully awake.", he said and I rolled my eyes and pecked him but he didn't let me go.

"Nope. On the lips.", he said and I pecked his lips. "I guess you've forgotten how to kiss. Here lemme show you."
"Ansel you....", he stopped me by capturing my lips in a drugging kiss which I melted in.

He pulled me closer and I moved so I was on top of him, as I felt his grip loosen and I forced myself to pull apart and he groaned.
"You're like a drug.", he said in a sing-song voice, quoting the lyrics to an old song and I laughed as I walked towards the bathroom.

"I'm addicted to.", he slurred. "Having no control over. Something something something.", he rushed.
"You don't even know the lyrics.", I said after spitting out the foam and continued brushing.
"Fine I'll go and learn it.", he said and I rolled my eyes.

I got to work and everyone kept congratulating me. Parker and Paloma were seeming off today, I immediately knew it was something to do with their relationship. Parker seemed angry and Paloma just looked nonchalant.

I wanted to ask what was wrong but I knew best not to, after what had happened with Paloma, but hey I could ask Parker. One look at him was enough to make me rethink my choice. He had this, 'don't come near me or I'll break your face' aura so I decided it best to stay away at the moment.

The day went slowly and later Martina had called the three of us. It was about our work. We were in the last stages of our project and by Friday the place should be set. The client was hosting a party on Saturday and we were all invited.

That was just Monday. And so every day went on, till it was Friday.

I entered the house and slammed the door behind me. I couldn't believe this, they were back. The terrible mother and daughter duo. As if them ruining my family wasn't enough she just had to do more.

Ansel's secretary, Julia called me this afternoon. She told me of Daphne's recent visits to Ansel's office, yeah Daphne, my step-sister.

I would have been cool with that, but then she told me she found them in a compromising position and I didn't need to see to know what kind of situation Julia was talking about.

I didn't want to blame Ansel for anything because I knew just how Daphne was talented at snatching other women's partners. But then again how could he not tell me she was visiting him? Were they doing something behind my back? No. I can't think that way.

I had called Ansel to come home and he said he was on his way. I was fuming. I didn't even sit down. CJ came and wanted to talk but I held my hand to her, right now I needed Ansel here, to explain himself.

I heard his car drive in and I reminded myself to stay calm. I was hunched over the cushion, waiting, trying to calm myself. The door opened and I heard his voice then another voice, no it couldn't be. I stood and locked eyes with the person in my house, one I loathed.

Daphne.

"What the hell is she doing here?", I demanded.
"Riley, calm down she decided to pay a visit."
"Pay a visit my foot, she could've just gone to your office like she had been doing!", I said.

"Wow, you seem pissed. I'm guessing this is a bad time so I'll just drop your....."
"Oh no. I have had it with you.", I trudged towards her a scowl fixed on my face.

"Riley, we can talk about this.", Ansel said.
"No, you just wait.", I pointed to him and turned to look at Daphne who just stood there looking all innocent when she was nothing but that.

"Why were you visiting Ansel, what for? Because as far as I know, there's no valuable reason for you to."
"So you're saying I need a valuable reason to visit my in-law."
"Yes, given the kind of person you are, you need one.", I said.

"Oh, and what kind of person am I?", she asked tilting her head a bit.
"The kind of person your mother is, a gold-digging asshole.", I said.
"How dare you talk about my mother like that.", she seethed.

"It's who she is. You both go around ripping people off, it's either you're taking their money or their boyfriends or their husbands.", I said.

"Husbands.", she said incredulously. "We both know, you don't love Ansel, you're just with him for the money."
"At least my intentions are clear.", I said
"Then what makes you different from me then.", she said

"I don't go around after married men or guys clearly in a relationship.", I said.
"Oh, you're still thinking about that Brayden issue, c'mon Riley that was like years ago."

"Yeah, but it still feels like yesterday when you did what I hadn't even done with my boyfriend."
"Geez, was it my fault you and Brayden weren't sexually active.", she said not even with the slightest bit of remorse.

"And you weren't even sorry about it. Still not."
"How many times Riley Colson I'm sorry for fucking your boyfriend when you hadn't fucked him yet!", she shouted. I glared at her and she did the same.

"You're just a gold-digging bitch who goes around taking what is not yours.", I said.

"Well I'm sorry but that's life. I spend half of my life to realize that I always work for something. I'm always the one who tries her best to get what she wants but never ends up getting it. You on the other hand just get what you don't deserve. You think you worked hard to get this. No!!! You didn't. Since we were kids, I always tried hard to get love from Dad, but he never gave me his full attention. You were his blood yet you always fought with me over something that was yours. Then came Zach, the one person I finally thought I had hit it with, but you just had to bring your little perfect self and steal him away from me."

"I did not.", I said. In my defence, he liked me, not the other way around.

"You did, whether you liked him or not you did. And now you're the same person who ends up marrying a billionaire who you don't even love. It's as if the world bends to your favour and the rest, like me get thrown by the wayside."

The house was silent, my glare was still as hard. She could be acting this. She dropped the gift bag which I just realised she had on the table beside her.

"I couldn't come for your birthday for a few reasons, even though I wanted to.", she started, her voice tearful. If I wasn't glaring at her, I would have thought she was on the verge of tears. I almost felt bad. Almost.

"And the reason I was meeting Ansel was that I wanted him to help me get a job, so I could get some meaning out of the fucked up life I live in. And yes, I tried hitting on him and his secretary saw us, but then he said he couldn't do that and I felt shitty so I apologized.", she said and released a deep breath.

"I was at a store today with your gift when he saw me, he offered to bring me here and I agreed.", she said and silence fell over the house. She turned to face Ansel, "You have a nice house here Ansel, sorry but I don't think your sister-in-law's gonna drop by ever.", she said and spun on her heel before leaving and closing the door ever so quietly.

I rubbed my face with my palms, she was sorry, she was trying to fix herself, but I just kept throwing her mother's image and faults in her face. I really treated her badly. Now I feel like the bitch.

I turned around to see Ansel and I forgot the anger I felt some minutes ago. Now I just felt pure guilt. He wanted to say something but then shook his head, deciding against it and left, leaving me alone to deal with my conscience. I turned back and looked at the gift bag, after eyeing it, I took I and headed to the room.

Once I got there, I sat on the bed and opened it to see a framed picture. It was a picture of six of us at the beach, my dad, Theresa, Caleb, Daphne, Derrick and I.

I remember that day well. It was before I found out what Theresa was planning. We were all on good terms. The sand was in my hair.

We had split into two teams, the men's team was my dad, Caleb and Derrick. And the women's team which was Theresa, Daphne and I.

We were playing beach ball, as we called it. Daphne and I just tackled Caleb together and we were laughing at him unaware that my dad had given someone the phone to take a picture of us.

Dad was trying to get us together, Theresa was dusting sand off Derrick, I and Daphne were laughing at Caleb. It wasn't picture-perfect but it was something.

I smiled at the memory. I turned it to see the back and there was a note glued to the back, it read,

To the sister who never wanted to get along with me but I wished did.

If I had felt bad before now it was worse, all my life since I got to know about Theresa I had hated all three of them. I was bothered about little things like getting them exposed and I missed out on the chance to have a real sister.

Wow! That was a huge load right? And I know Riley's character is different from the typical Wattpad female lead. She is a bit cruel, sorry to Riley fans but it's kinda how she is... for now.

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