Chapter 32 The thin line between Obsession and madness
Chapter 32
Victoria’s POV
"Why are they together?" I shouted, frustration boiling over as I hurled the photographs against the wall. The sound of paper slapping against the surface echoed ominously in the otherwise quiet room. "I thought Jenkins said they weren't close, so why the hell are they together in those pictures? And they were even kissing!"
I turned to Jaxon, who stood there, arms by his sides and expression unreadable. His stony silence only fueled my anger. "This is the second time I’m seeing them kiss!" I bent down to pick up the scattered photos from the floor, my heart racing as I glanced at the images of Julian and Sophie at the beach. The sun glinted off their skin, and they looked so damn happy—smiling, laughing, their bodies close. It should have been me beside him, not her. I should have been the one experiencing that joy, the one creating memories with him.
The anger surged within me, a potent mix of jealousy and betrayal. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck, tightening my chest. My phone buzzed on the table, cutting through my spiraling thoughts. Jaxon handed it to me without a word, and I saw the caller ID light up with Alex’s name. His timing was as terrible as ever.
"What?" I snapped, irritation dripping from my voice as I answered the call.
"Victoria! What are you doing? Why couldn’t I reach you? Why are you not picking up my calls?" Alex rambled, his voice frantic and laced with concern. "Sophie is on the news with the billionaire... they went to the beach. It’s all over the news! What the hell is happening? What about your plan?"
A wave of disgust washed over me. How could he be so clueless? "Be patient if you don’t want to live like a bum," I retorted, trying to keep my voice steady. "Or better still, go claim her yourself. If you want to work with me, you need to exercise some patience. I am looking for the best time to carry out the plan." I hung up, cutting off his incessant chatter, the anger still simmering beneath the surface.
I stood up from the chair where I had been sitting, facing Jaxon. "I shouldn’t get involved with such low-standard people," I said, my voice laced with disdain. "But nothing gets done if I don’t take matters into my own hands."
I began to pace the room, my mind racing as I formulated my next move. Julian had to be close to me; I needed to pull him back into my orbit. This unexpected relationship with Sophie was a complication I hadn’t anticipated, but it was not insurmountable. If I played my cards right, I could turn this situation to my advantage.
The absence of Isabella from my plans weighed heavily on me. Her refusal to cooperate had left a gaping hole in my strategy, complicating my efforts to move forward. But I refused to let that deter me. I was Victoria, after all. I thrived on challenges; the more difficult the situation, the more determined I became.
I took a deep breath, steadying my thoughts. I couldn’t allow emotions to cloud my judgment. Julian’s attention should be mine alone; I needed to bring him back—back to me, where he truly belonged. I had to make him see that Sophie was a mere distraction, a fleeting moment of happiness that would fade in time.
In my mind, I recalled the moments I had shared with Julian: the laughter, the connection, the chemistry that sparked between us—it was undeniable. Those memories ignited a fire within me, a reminder of what I was fighting for. I wouldn’t let Sophie take him away from me, not without a fight.
"Jaxon," I said suddenly, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "We need to create a situation that will force Julian to choose. I want him to see the real Sophie—even if it is my handiwork. We will make it look like she's not the perfect girl he thinks she is."
I paused, contemplating the next step. "But first, I need to sleep with Julian. I need to make him close to me, and I need to get pregnant. That’s the key."
My mind raced with possibilities. But is it even possible? Will I get pregnant if he sleeps with me just once? Ethan had been sleeping with me for over four years, but I hadn't gotten pregnant. I knew it was because I had been using contraceptives; I wasn't ready to become a mother then. But now? That was a different story.
"I need to see the doctor first," I muttered, my thoughts spinning. I needed a plan, a foolproof strategy that would ensure my success.
"What do you have in mind?" Jaxon asked, cutting through my thoughts, his curiosity piqued.
"Get me an appointment with the doctor first," I commanded, my voice firm.
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"Mrs. Langley, you are perfectly fine... but I think you should be careful and not abort any pregnancy again, or it would destroy your womb," the doctor said, his tone serious yet compassionate.
I nodded, trying to mask the tumult of emotions swirling inside me. "Yeah, sure, doctor. I’m not even planning to abort any baby again. I am finally ready to become a mother," I replied, my voice steady but my thoughts racing.
'A mother to Julian's child,'I thought, a smirk creeping onto my lips as I imagined the life that could unfold. The idea filled me with a sense of power and purpose I hadn’t felt in a long time.
"That's very good," the doctor said, offering a reassuring smile as he shuffled some papers on his desk. I left his office, the weight of my decision settling heavily in my chest, mingling with a thrill of excitement.
As soon as I got home, I found Jaxon waiting in the living room, his expression unreadable. "What’s Julian’s schedule?" I asked immediately, my heart racing with the anticipation of my plan.
"He is free tomorrow but will be meeting with Werther's owner for an investment," Jaxon replied, his voice calm and measured.
"Where are they meeting?" I pressed, feeling the adrenaline surge through me.
"They're meeting at Werther's Hotel, by twelve noon," he said, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he sensed the gears turning in my mind.
"Perfect!" I exclaimed, a devious smile spreading across my face. "I will be going to Werther tomorrow too, but I'll make it look like a coincidence. I will make him talk to me."
Jaxon raised an eyebrow, clearly curious about my next move. "And then what?"
I leaned closer, lowering my voice as if sharing a deep secret. "Get Rohypnol, and make sure the waiters add it to his wine before bringing it to him. Once he drinks it, he’ll be under its influence, completely unaware of what’s happening. Then I will make him have sex with me."
Jaxon nodded, his expression shifting from curiosity to determination. "And then?"
I took a deep breath, my mind racing with the implications of my plan. "Make sure a camera is ready, so when I come to him claiming I'm pregnant, I’ll have evidence that he really had sex with me. He won’t remember a thing while the drug is working. It’s the perfect plan!"
"It will be done, ma," he said, his voice steady as he turned to leave the room.
As he walked away, I felt a rush of exhilaration. This was my chance to reclaim what I believed was rightfully mine. I could already envision the scene: Julian’s face, a mix of confusion and regret as he processed the news of my pregnancy. The power would shift back to me, and I would ensure he understood the consequences of his actions.
The pieces were falling into place, and I was ready to take the next step. Nothing would stand in my way. I would become the mother of his child, and Sophie would be sent out of his life, forever.