1. My Evil Girlfriend

Chapter One

“Mmmm….Ahhh…Mmmoooaaaannn.”

“What’s that noise and where is it coming from ?” Vincent wondered when he kept hearing the loud and piercing moaning sounds of a man and a woman.

Vincent Hugo is a young and vibrant man who wanted to surprise his girlfriend Nina on her birthday,she has been his girlfriend right from high school.

Vincent doesn’t have anything to offer her as a birthday gift because of how broke he is he decided to give her his family heirloom which is a metallic black bracelet with a dragon design on it which looks basic and cheap but it means a lot to him and he hoped that Nina will cherish it. .

Vincent knows that Nina loves to sing and she is talented with an angelic voice , she is always in the music studio composing and singing songs in the hopes that she will become famous someday so she spends most of her time in the music studio.

It’s getting too dark in the night and Vincent gave Nina 38 missed calls and she didn’t pick, so he decided to go to the music studio and look for her himself.

“Arghhhhh, yes please . Harder!!!! Yes mmmmm”

Vincent kept hearing the embarrassing sounds and he knew that it was coming from the music studio, Vincent silently hoped that it was some random couple making out and not his girlfriend.

“I should go and give them their privacy “ Vincent whispered to himself but then he was still curious to know the couple doing the deed and he also wanted to check and make sure that Nina is not in the music studio before he continued looking for her.

“Let me call her one more time, “ Vincent said in front of the music studio as he picked his phone call and failed Nina’s number. He placed his ears on the door of the music studio and he heard a phone ringing loudly from inside.

“Your line has been ringing , are you sure you don’t want to pick it ?” He heard a man’s voice saying.

“No, it must be that poor and broke piece of shit that is calling me. Ignore him , it’s not as If he can afford to give me any birthday gift” came a female’s voice and Vincent almost got a heart attack because he knew that it was Nina, he can recognize Nina’s voice even when she is sleeping.

“Mmmmm….harder, yessss “ the moaning sounds resume but Vincnet is still in denial so he decides to open the door and see for himself.

Vincent stood at the entrance of the music studio, his eyes widening as he witnessed a scene that would forever be etched into his memory.

The studio was dimly lit, suffused with the soft glow of golden afternoon sunlight filtering through the dusty window blinds. The air was heavy with the heady scent of aged wood and the faint aroma of jasmine perfume.

In the center of the studio, two figures stood locked in a passionate embrace, their bodies entwined as if they were the only two beings in existence.

The man, tall and lean, had tousled dark hair that cascaded effortlessly over his forehead. His strong arms encircled the woman, drawing her closer to him with an intensity that Vincent could almost feel.

Nina with her fiery red hair tumbling down her back, matched the man's fervor with her own raw desire. Her delicate hands roamed across his broad shoulders, entangling themselves in his hair as she pulled him closer. Their lips met in a hungry kiss, a collision of fiery passion and longing that electrified the studio.

Vincent watched, transfixed, as their bodies swayed in harmony with an unspoken rhythm.

Their movements were fluid, like a perfectly choreographed dance, each step leading them deeper into their private world of desire. Their clothing, once immaculate, now lay discarded in forgotten piles around them, forgotten remnants of the outside world.

The music studio seemed to hum with an energy that transcended the physical realm.

The piano, standing in the corner of the studio, whispered its own melody, its ivory keys yearning to be touched. It watched, a silent observer, as the two lovers explored the depths of their passion. Vincent could almost hear the symphony of their breaths, harmonizing in a crescendo of shared pleasure.

The dim light of the moon filtered through the window, casting a warm glow upon their entangled forms. Shadows danced across their bare skin, tracing the curves and contours of their bodies like a painter's brushstrokes on canvas. It was a scene of unabashed sensuality, a celebration of human connection, stripped of societal conventions and boundaries.

In that moment, Vincent felt like an intruder, an outsider peering into a realm he wasn't meant to witness.

He should have turned away, respecting their privacy, but an invisible force held him captive. He was a spectator, unable to tear his eyes away from the intoxicating display of desire before him.

Their kisses deepened, growing more urgent with each passing moment. Their hands explored with an unquenchable hunger, mapping the landscape of each other's bodies.

The two were so engrossed that they didn’t notice him standing at the door.

Their sighs and moans filled the air, mingling with the faint strains of a forgotten melody that lingered in the studio.

Vincent's heart raced, his breath quickened. He could almost taste the passion in the air, feel the electric charge of their desire against his skin. It was a moment that defied time, a fleeting glimpse into a world where inhibitions crumbled, and two souls merged as one.

Vincent stood frozen at the doorway, his eyes widening in disbelief as he witnessed a scene that shattered his heart into a million shards.

The music studio, once a haven of love and trust, now became the breeding ground for anguish and betrayal.

His girlfriend, Nina, stood there, entangled in the arms of another man, their bodies pressed together in an intimate dance of infidelity. The sight pierced Vincent 's soul, igniting a torrent of emotions within him.

Shock coursed through his veins, rendering him motionless for what felt like an eternity. His mind struggled to comprehend the scene before him, desperately seeking an explanation that could undo the truth.

He had trusted Nina with every fiber of his being, believing their love was unbreakable. But now, his world had crumbled, and the fragments fell heavily upon his trembling shoulders.

Anger rose within him like a furious tempest. His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white with the force of his rage. How dare she betray him, cast aside their love so callously?

The fiery anger burned through his veins, fueling his determination to confront the unfaithful duo and demand an explanation for their treacherous acts.

Frustration added an extra layer to the storm brewing within Vincent . His heart pounded with a mix of hurt and confusion.

Why had Nina done this? What had he done wrong to deserve such pain? Questions swirled in his mind, taunting him with their unanswered mysteries. He felt a crushing weight upon his chest, as if the world had conspired to snatch away his happiness in one swift motion.

The room seemed to close in on him, walls closing in like a vice. Vincent finally found the strength to take a step forward, his movements slow and deliberate.

Each stride carried with it a heavy burden of emotions, his legs seemingly weighted down by the weight of his shattered dreams. As he neared the tangled couple, the intensity of his emotions threatened to overflow, spilling out like a volcanic eruption.

Nina's eyes widened as she finally noticed Vincent 's presence , her face contorted with guilt and fear.

The man who had stolen her affections recoiled, his own eyes mirroring a mix of regret and apprehension. The atmosphere crackled with tension, an invisible barrier separating the betrayed from the betrayers.

Vincent 's voice trembled with a mixture of anguish and determination as he finally found words to express his hurt.

"How could you?" he whispered, his voice barely audible, yet heavy with the weight of his shattered trust. His eyes, once filled with adoration, now burned with a fiery intensity that threatened to consume all in its path.

Tears welled up in Nina's eyes as she tried to form an apology, but the words stumbled and faltered on her trembling lips.

The realization of the irreparable damage she had caused settled heavily upon her, a remorseful cloak that no amount of regret could lift.

Vincent 's emotions collided within him, a whirlwind of pain, anger, and confusion. His fists clenched tighter, and he raised his voice, his words laced with a bitter taste of betrayal.

"I loved you with the whole of my heart Nina” he cried, his voice breaking with the weight of his shattered dreams. "But you chose to throw it all away."

The room stood witness to the shattering of a once beautiful love story. The air became thick with unspoken words, a suffocating silence that enveloped them all.

Vincent turned away, his heart heavy with the weight of what was lost. His gaze lingered for a moment, capturing one last glimpse of the two people who had changed his life forever.

“Run away Vincent because that’s the only thing you can do. I don’t expect anything else from a broke guy who works at a construction site, you absolutely have no future ! Why should a beautiful and talented girl like me be with a fucking looser like you !” Nina shouted while the guy she was cheating with was just giving Vincent a mockery stupid grin that made Vincent more annoyed.