This is how you pronounce all names from this chapter (shown in Italics)!:
*Modi: Ma-Dee
*Nadok: Nah-Dock
*Atem: Ah-Tem
Word Meanings:
Dama: Lady
Ce qui peut: What can
Namaste: Hi or Hello
Dame: Lady
De: The
Delicioso: Delicious
U: You
Pour: For
Ich (If this word has an 'm, 'd, r, 're, 's, s, or any other contraction, you should know what it means. Same goes for the other foreign words with contractions): I
Liefde: Love
Tú: You
Bepour: Before
I'll put new words in other chapters. I only put the words above in dialog. May seemed rushed or cut off short, but I have so many stories to update so sorry! Anyway, happy reading!
Chapter #4
Diary Entry #6
I woke up with a start this morning. Nadok was apparently angry for he had dragged me out of our room; he dragged me out of my sleep. Once he got me into the bathroom, he dunked my head under the large hot water filled bathtub of the master bathroom. He repeatedly drowned me while holding my hands behind my back with his brute strength.
"This is all túr fault!" He screamed in my face as he had my head up. My hair was tangled all around my eyes and nose.. "Tú deserve this all!"
I didn't know what I had done to the man, but at times, he would act like this. This usually happens when someone angers him or he had found out something he dislikes. I don't blame the man though; he's always stressed out with work.
Finally, after Nadok had calmed down, he contained his composure and stood up looking down at me.
"Ich'm going out. Ich'll be home around seven pm." He then eyed me hatefully. "Ich want tú to wait for me in our room before Ich get home."
I nodded as he turned around to leave. As the door clicked shut behind him, I hurried to my room to check the time. 8:23 AM.
Atem.
I gasped. The name had popped into my head randomly. I should've felt disappointed with myself. I should've corrected myself, but for some reason, I could not. I know that I am being unfaithful to my faithful husband and committing a felony, but I could not stop thinking about Atem, or, when I am with him, I cannot leave him alone although how hard I try.
I sighed. I did want to see Atem again soon. I can't get him out of my head. I had to see him again.
I got up and braided my hair so it fell down to my legs. I dressed into a baby blue knee high dress with sleeves and baby blue strappy heels. I then added some makeup to my bruises. Finally, I grabbed the silver diamond accented heart necklace Nadok gave me for our wedding, put it on, and was on my way outside after taking my white purse.
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"Namaste, Dama Modi (Hello, Lady Modi)." The maitre d' greeted as he found me a table to sit at in the brasserie I was in. The brasserie was called "Brasserie Pour U" (Brasserie For You). The brasserie was fancy but also quite cozy. It was not only to serve the higher class people, but also the people who does not have as much.
"Ce qui peut Ich serve de dame with today?" A waiter in a coffee brown sherwani asked.
"Just a French vanilla cappuccino, please. Medium."
The man nodded writing the order down on a notepad. Just a he was about to walk away, a voice stopped him.
"And Ich would like a medium cup of Caffè mocha. Have it sprinkled with cocoa powder. Oh, and Ich would like a lot of whipped cream on it. Also, may Ich add some marshmallows on top of it all?"
I looked up from my menu I was holding to see Atem sitting across from me with that smile on his face.
"Good morning." He spoke as the waiter walked away after writing down the second order.
I stared at Atem as he reached for the special menu.
"Hmm…" He studied the menu for a few more seconds before speaking again. "Pumpkin spice cheesecake? Sounds nice but looks horrible, although, the vanilla pudding seems delicioso."
I just nodded my head and waited for my order to arrive.
Atem placed the special's menu down and looked at me. "What a surprise to see tú here. We just keep bumping into each other over and over again."
"What are tú doing here, Mr. Jacqueline?" I asked in a tired tone.
"What do tú mean? Ich'm getting a drink." Atem replied as if it was obvious.
"Ich mean what are tú doing right here. Right at this table?" I asked quite irritated while rubbing my eyes and yawning.
Atem looked quite taken back, although, his smile still remained. "Well... Ich saw tú, and Ich figured maybe Ich could give tú some company since tú're sitting alone…" He then pulled a little at his collar and shrugged. "Ich can leave if tú wish?"
I shook my head and waved the subject away. "Ich was just asking."
The waiter came back with a plate of tiramisus. "For waiting on túr order." He spoke before walking off.
"This is a nice café. Tú come here often?" Atem asked as I reached for a tiramisu.
I nodded and took a bite of my tiramisu.
Atem chuckled and reached for a napkin and handed it to me. "Tú adorable girl, tú got whipped cream on túr chin."
I took my finger to wipe the whip cream up and placed it in my mouth.
Atem's smile widened as he set the coffee colored napkin down. "How unladylike… "
"Tú call me unladylike? Maybe Ich just didn't want to waste that cream. What if Ich like eating all my food and not placing some of it on a napkin?" I shot back with a sassy tone.
Atem chuckled again and scratched his head. "Well excuse me."
I rolled my eyes in a playful manner and focused back on my tiramisu. "Tú Americans are too formal."
Atem's perfect eyebrows raised. "Maybe Americans like living that way."
"Well túr way of life in America is quite illegal here…" I mumbled under my breath knowing Atem wouldn't hear me. I didn't want him to get offended or be racist.
Atem looked at me for a bit trying to figure out what I had sad but then gave up.
The check was provided, and drinks were served from the waiter.
"After we get done with our drink, wish to take a walk with me or hangout?" He asked with a smile.
"Atem-" I started but was interrupted.
"Ich'll understand if tú have other things to do. Ich'm just curious." He added.
"Atem-" I was interrupted again.
"But if tú do agree, Ich promise it'll be worth túr while."
"Atem." I spoke more sternly to get his attention.
"Yes?"
"Tú do know that Ich'm married?"
Atem swallowed and nodded. "Well, Ich thought since we spent time with each other yesterday, tú'd-"
I felt a heartache for Nadok. He is my husband, and I was so unfaithful to him last night. Here I am again sitting with this other man who I was unfaithful with; here I am with the other man who may truly liefde me more than Nadok. "Atem, yesterday was a mistake." I had to say it, although Ich liefded every second of yesterday with Atem.
Atem was speechless as he sat in front of me. "A-" He looked down at his empty cup and swallowed. "A mistake? "
"Yes, Atem." I looked at his face and regretted what I said once I saw his smile gone. "Atem, look-"
"Ich understand. After all, we did just meet." He smiled, and I saw that it was a sad smile. He got up about to leave but had stopped once I grabbed his arm.
"Yes." I spoke looking up at him.
"What?"
"Yes. We can hang out."
Atem looked shocked at first, but then an excited expression washed over him. "Are tú sure?"
I slowly nodded and stood up with him.
"Wait, let me pay." Atem reached for his breast pocket to pulled out his fat wallet.
"No, Atem. Ich can pay for myself." I replied going through my purse to find a checkbook.
Atem shook his head. "Just let me pay. Ich'm being a gentleman."
"Well Ich don't need túr charity. My husband's very wealthy and can pay for me." I spoke writing a check.
"So am Ich." Atem gave his card to the waiter who walked passed him. "To make tú feel better, tú owe me." He smiled and received his card back from the waiter a few seconds later.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
"Come on." Atem reached for my hand and dragged me outside the brasserie and walked down the busy city sidewalk with me.
"Mr. Jacqueline, where are tú taking me?" I asked. I snatched my hand away from his and looked around me to see if anyone saw. "And don't hold my hand in public! Ich'm married, and these people know that!" I hissed.
Atem glanced at me and put his hands in his pockets. "Sorry." He then smiled. "Ich'm taking tú to a tree."
"A tree?" I took a deep breath then exhaled. "Atem, there are many trees in this city."
"No. Not in the city." Atem crossed the road with me following him. He walked over to a parking area and went to a white 2015 Rolls Royce Ghost.
My mouth hung open. The car was beautiful!
Atem went to open the passenger door for me and waited until I got in.
"This is a beautiful car, Atem." I commented as I sat down and buckled in my seat belt.
Atem chuckled and shook his head. "Not a beautiful as the Cadillac Ciel." He walked to the other side of the car and got in after closing my door.
"Ich see tú like luxury cars?" I asked as he pulled out of the parking area. His smiled widened before he answered.
"Yes. Only luxury cars." He started exiting the city and drove to the countryside of my city. "What car does túr husband have?" Atem asked out of the blue.
"Nadok doesn't have a car." I looked out of the window and saw nothing but land as we drove on a dirt road. "He only drives around in limousines."
Atem nodded. "Ich understand."
"Do tú have more cars?" I asked as we passed a large house.
Atem nodded. "A Jaguar Convertible XJ, a 2015 Mercedes-Benz S-Class, an 2015 Audi A8, a Lexus ES, a 2015 Cadillac Escalade, and a 2015 Chrysler 300."
I smiled and looked at Atem. "Wow. Ich bet they all look as nice as this one is."
Atem glanced at me again. "Tú don't know what they look like?"
I shook my head. "No. Ich don't study cars."
I heard Atem chuckle as I looked back out of the window.
"Tú don't have to study cars in order to know what they look like." He took a deep breath. "The cars Ich have are beautiful anyway."
"Ich trust your opinion." I spoke.
Finally, after fifteen minutes, Atem parked his car on the side of the dirt road and opened the door. He walked around to open my door and attempted to help me out, but I pushed him aside.
"Atem, if tú didn't know, Ich can opened my own door and get out of a car myself." I closed the car's door and looked around.
Reminder!
Dama: Lady
Ce qui peut: What can
Namaste: Hi or Hello
Dame: Lady
De: The
Delicioso: Delicious
U: You
Pour: For
Ich (If this word has an 'm, 'd, r, 're, 's, s, or any other contraction, you should know what it means. Same goes for the other foreign words with contractions): I
Liefde: Love
Tú: You
Bepour: Before
"Excuse me." Atem playfully spoken. He then started walking to a hill. "Come on."
I looked at him as if he was crazy. "What about túr car? Someone could steal it!"
Atem laughed and waved back at me. "Who? Dama Modi, we've only passed one house coming here."
"And how's that going to stop a thief?" I asked with my hands on my hips standing next to his car.
Atem laughed again and turned around to walk up the hill. "The thief will take tú too if tú don't come!" He yelled to me.
I frowned and looked around me to see if anyone was trying to creep up on me but found no one. "Ich'll just stay here!"
"Suite túrself!" Atem called getting further away from me.
I leaned on the car for a few seconds before I thought I heard something from behind me. I turned around to look then heard something on the side of me.
"Atem!" I called turning around to go after him. "Wait up!" I attempted to climb the little hill but my heels were preventing me of doing so. "ATEM!"
Atem came back with a smirk on his face. "Scared now?"
"Shut up." I mumbled and took his hand when he outstretched it.
Atem lead me to a gigantic tree with other trees around it.
"Ich call this tree the spirit tree." He sat against the trunk in the shade and breathed in the air. "It's quite relaxing here."
I looked at the large tree and walked towards Atem. "Tú're just finding a lot of quiet, relaxing places, aren't tú?" I asked and sat down next to Atem.
Atem nodded and looked at me. "And Ich tend to always spend time at the place with tú."
I looked away and smiled. As my head was facing away from him, Atem reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers. I quickly looked back at Atem and noticed him staring at elsewhere. I then looked down at our hands. His hand was much larger than mine, his skin tone against mine was lighter for my skin was a caramel color, and the feeling of his hand was so soft and warm.
"Atem…" I started but stopped when Atem's beautiful, ruby orbs looked into mines and hypnotized me.
Atem smiled. His eyes were locked on mines, and he leaned closer to me. I wasn't sure why my heart pounded so fast during that moment. Atem kissed me. His lips were so soft, warm, full, and so irresistible. He lightly bit my bottom lip making me gasp, and during that time, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and explored it. I deepened the kiss by leaning in further and battling against his tongue; he had won though. Ich liefded every second of the long lasting kiss, but, unfortunately, the kiss came to an end for we both needed air.
"How?" I asked, breathless with my eyes still closed from the kiss.
"How what?" He attempted to lean in for another kiss, but I turned my head and opened my eyes.
"How does the world's "precious most famous" or world's most liefded and favorite entrepreneur fall in liefde with the wife of another CEO who wouldn't be anything without her husband?" I asked finally catching my breath.
"Ich guess world's favorite entrepreneur eye caught a queen." He whispered and kissed me again, but the kiss was short lasted because I pushed him away.
"Ich'm not a queen, Atem." I scowled and took my hand away from Atem's.
"And Ich'm not world's favorite entrepreneur." Atem spoke back and looked at me calmly.
"Yes tú are, Atem."
"And yes tú are a queen, my dear." I rolled my eyes and looked at my hand again. I was starting to miss his touch.
"Let me liefde tú, Dama Modi, because if you don't, Ich'll go crazy." Atem moved closer to me and moved me into his lap where I straddled him making my skirt ride up to my waist. He wrapped his arms around me. "Somehow, Ich've fallen, and Ich've fallen hard." He laid his head on my cleavage and mumbled something else. "Tú win. Tú have me on my knees." He then looked back up at me with wide eyes fill with anxiety. "And the worst part is that Ich know nothing about tú."
"Atem," I started, but he laid his head back down on my cleavage. "tú know this is forbidden."
"Ich know." I heard him say. "But Ich can't help it. Every minute of the day Ich think about tú. Ich just can't stop."
I wrapped my arms around Atem and laid my head on his soft, wild hair. "Atem, Ich liefde tú too." I knew I was being unfaithful, but those words were the truth.
There was silence as Atem and I sat at the tree, holding each other and occasionally speaking of whatever popped into our heads.
"Let me get to know more about tú, Dama Modi." Atem spoke looking at me.
I smiled. "Well, what do tú want to know?"
"Anything."
I thought for a moment before speaking. "Ich liefde to sing."
"Oh really?" Atem asked. "Ich'd liefde to hear tú."
"What if Ich'm shy?" I challenged.
"What if tú're not?"
I playfully rolled my eyes and slapped his shoulder. "Ich don't know what to sing."
"And Ich don't know what songs tú do sing." Atem spoke and smiled. "That's what makes it interesting."
My smiled widden. This was the happiest I've ever been besides my marriage with Nadok. "Ich made this one up from the top of my head, okay?"
Atem nodded quickly. He was eager to hear me sing.
"Atem
Tú were the man Ich've always been searching pour
Tú are my heart
My savior
My north star
Ich can't imagine my world without tú
Atem
My world was once blue and gray
And when tú came,
tú saved my day
How come Ich never seen that door bepoure...
...To our liefde?
Everyday
Every night
All the time
Tú're in my mind
Ich can't sleep or dream without tú saying goodnight
When Ich talk with tú,
walk with tú,
hang with tú,
Ich'm glad with tú
tú are mine,
we're more than just fine,
Tú made my world shine
Atem
Tú're my crush,
my perfect dream,
my wish
Tú're the guy who Ich want to spend my future with
Ich wouldn't be able to live my life without tú
Atem
The man who holds my hand
The man who is my best friend
Was Ich blind not to see tú bepore?
With our liefde
Everyday
Every night
All the time
Tú're in my mind
Ich can't sleep or dream without tú saying goodnight
When Ich talk with tú,
walk with tú,
hang with tú,
Ich'm glad with tú
Tú are mine,
we're more than just fine,
tú make my world shine
Atem
Tú were the man Ich've always been waiting pour
Tú are my heart
My savior
My north star
Ich can't imagine my world without tú
Atem
My world was once blue and gray
And when tú came,
tú saved my day
How come Ich never seen that door bepoure...
...To our liefde?"
I looked at Atem to see he was smiling brightly towards me.
"And this was at the top of túr head?" Atem asked and stroked my hair that laid on the ground.
"Yep."
"Tú sure?"
"Yes."
"That's how impressed Ich am." Atem spoke and leaned in to kiss me again. "Ich liefde tú so much, Dama Modi."
"Atem, Ich would like to learn about túr culture." I whispered in his ear. "Because tú're so unusual."
I heard Atem chuckle and felt him shake his head as he laid on me again. "My culture?" He looked back up at me and smiled. "How unusual am Ich?"
"Very unusual, Atem." I touched my nose to his. "So unusual, tú're going to get túrself in trouble."
"Hm…" Atem grunted and held me tighter. "What do tú want to know?"
"Anything. How do tú feel about túr country? What do tú like, and what do tú dislike?"
"Well, Ich want to be proud of my country, but Ich do not want to sound too proud of it. Anyway, Ich guess Ich like that my country is always trying to improve. Ich dislike how people discriminate others because of their race or color. Ich understand others have opinions, but there's no need to be rude. Ich also dislike how there is so much pollution cause by so much construction and high population of cars, buses, trucks. There are a lot of things about America that is completely wrong. Ich dislike the laziness and the attitude of a spoiled brat some Americans expose today. Many Americans do not want to work and earn things like money on their own without help." Atem sat back against the tree again and sighed. "Ich don't wanna go back home. Ich want to stay here with tú."
"Ich wish to hear túr country's tongue. Túr accent is so beautiful; it makes me want to hear how you really speak. It must be hard to always have to speak Quenish fluently when it's not túr first language." I requested ignoring his previous words.
"My language? It is called English. There are a few people who speak Spanish, and we usually learn that language in school. Also, about speaking Quenish fluently, it's quite easy because Ich've been learning for two years now. Anyway, Ich shall speak English for tú to hear. What do you wish for me to say?"
"Ich wish for you to say that tú liefde me."
Atem smiled and spoke the words. "I love you."
Even in English, the words still sounded beautiful. He spoke the words over and over again for me to hear, and then he kissed me again.
"Atem," I spoke as we broke away from our kiss. "tú're so perfect. Tú make me so happy."
"Tú make me happier." Atem replied. "Come on," He got up still holding me. "Ich want to take tú to my place."
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