Identity (Part 1)

"He…Thaddeus wrote such a contract… am I so bad, auntie?!" Victoire sobbed as she hugged the other woman. 

They were currently in the older woman's bedroom lounge, a very high-end room that had the best amenities in the house. 

The young redhead sobbed on the floor, resting her head on the older woman's legs as she sat on the sofa. Octavia gently patted her head, comforting.

"I understand that he's being harsh, but let's just take it as him being blinded by that woman temporarily." 

"It was his first time being enlightened. You know how men are…" Octavia said. "Besides, that woman is an idiot. Thaddeus is so smart, he'd get tired of her soon." 

Victoire frowned. She also believed this, but it didn't make things any easier!

Whenever she imagined Thaddeus doing such intimate things with another woman, it felt like she was swimming in lava! 

How could he! How could he do this to her!