Temptation Affairs: Chapter Five
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the title and the plot line to the story. The characters belong to H.A.
Warning: Sexual situations, A lemon here and there, Violence, Language, Heated Moments. Story is Alternate Universe.
"Is there something wrong, Riza? You've been quiet ever since you came home." Frank asked, driving the speed limit into town. Both of them were dressed to the nine's, and looking very sharp in their clothes.
"No darling, of course not." Riza said, looking up and smiling at him as he glanced at her. "Now, everyone's probably already going to be there when we arrive. I made sure to get the very best people in town to cater, decorate, and do other things for this party. I want it to be absolutely perfect for you." Frank continued, turning of the highway and on to an exit ramp to get into town.
"You spoil me, Frank." Riza laughed, making sure it sounded real, and making sure she didn't break. She couldn't end it, she had to keep going, and she had to keep pretending. She knew what kind of man Frank Archer was. He was possessive, manipulative, and she had an inkling that he was slightly mad. She didn't ignore the rumors or the stories that reached her about her husband. It was part of the reason his business was the best in town, he stopped at nothing to get what he wanted.
She'd even heard a rumor a week ago that he had ordered someone to be killed. And it pained her to think it, but she wouldn't put something like that past Frank. He probably DID order someone to be murdered.
"You deserve the best, Riza. And that's what you're going to get, no matter what." Frank smiled, taking another turn. She managed a smile, and continued to look out the window. She had to save Roy, she had to save their…what did they have? Was it a Relationship, or an Affair? Roy said he'd like to call it a temptation affair. Then her thoughts drifted to the man himself. He liked to call her his 'Dirty Little Secret, or his Temptation.' And…he loved her. But apparently, so did her stupid husband.
"We're here, and it looks like everyone else is to." Frank said at last. Riza broke away from her thoughts, and accepted his help out of the car. She'd already been here today with Roy and Maes and the others in order to help them set up her own party.
"You look beautiful." He murmured, kissing her gently. She smiled, "Thank you." They walked to the front entrance, and he held the door open for her. She walked through it, and everyone cheered. Of course, all these people Frank had invited were supposed to be 'her friends'.
She blushed, and pasted a small smile on her face. She looped her arm through Frank's and prepared for the oddest night of her life. She shook hands with people she hadn't seen or heard from since her wedding several years ago, she shook hands with business partners of Frank's, and their wives.
She really didn't know anyone but Maria and her boyfriend(Maria's), and the "staff". Her head was spinning with all the mindless chatter as they sat down for dinner, and she just smiled a bit, and shook her head to most everything, only speaking to her best friend and her husband the times she did speak.
She barely stole any glances over at Roy or the others, and when it came time for Frank to make his 'speech', she was positively nauseated. 'This is no birthday party, this is going to turn into one of his stupid business deals, and he'll make me cry again. I hate crying, it's weak. He shouldn't have this power over me. I refuse to be weak.' She thought desperately.
"Thank you." She said softly as her husband took her hand and music started up. It was a familiar tune. "Remember this song?" he murmured in her ear, holding her close as they danced about the dance floor. "Of course, how could I forget?" Riza laughed, as Frank Sinatra's "Stranger's In The Night" played. It was, and always had been deemed their song.
Everyone was unaware however, of one member of the staff leaning against the back wall, his eyes hard and his arms crossed. He didn't look very happy. "Roy, stop sulking before someone notices you. Riza won't forgive you if you blow the cover." Gracia hissed as she passed.
Roy threw one last glare at the pair before he got back to work. He was jealous, there was no doubt. Frank Archer didn't deserve his wife, and that was an agreement between Roy and his friends.
"Frank…this party isn't going to turn into one of your business deals, is it?" she asked, her feet moving swiftly with his. He gave her a look, and laughed. "Of course not. I'm insulted that the thought even crossed your mind, darling. This is your night, of course." He said. She smiled, and squeezed his hand. "Good. But…I hardly know any of these people. I never really talk to any of the women here…" she said, glancing at the other people dancing around them.
"You'll get to know them in time, don't fret. There now, why don't you go get some fresh air out in the garden? You're looking a bit pale. I'm just going to go mingle a bit." Frank said as the song ended and Riza nodded, walking out the terrace doors to the garden.
She found a bench that was well out of sight and under a tree. She collapsed onto it, and took a deep breath. "You can do this." She whispered, putting a hand to her forehead. It was starting to stress her. But she refused to do anything about it. 'You can't have both of them.' She told herself. She'd already admitted openly that she was in love with Roy, and it was true, she did love him. He was…he was her match in every way possible.
But a very small part of her still loved her Husband, still cared for him. Mind you it was a very, very, very small part. She looked up at approaching footsteps, and stood up quickly, noticing it was Roy.
She knew exactly was wrong as his lips came crashing down on hers. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. He was jealous, and she didn't blame him. It hurt them both for her to have to pretend that they weren't in love. She pulled back, and looked at him sharply.
"You promised you wouldn't be jealous…" she whispered, keeping her ears open for approaching footsteps. "He doesn't deserve you…I don't care if he IS turning over a new leaf. Damnit, you're mine now, Riza." Roy whispered angrily. "I know, I know. I am yours, Roy, I am. But I can't leave him. If I do he'll find out why, no matter what, and he will have you killed." Riza said urgently, her grip tightening on him
"You know I couldn't bear it if he did kill you." She said, looking away. "I won't give him the chance to kill me, I'll kill him first." Roy said, kissing her softly. "I love you, Riza." He murmured, embracing her. "You should go before someone finds us." She said, kissing him one last time before letting him go back inside through the kitchen door.
"Happy birthday dear Riza, happy birthday to…you!" Everyone finished singing, and she closed her eyes briefly, knowing that everyone, including the staff was watching her. After a couple beats, she opened them again, and blew out all the candles, laughing as the re-ignited.
"Haha, trick candles!" someone laughed, and she kept blowing until the finally died out. Everyone clapped, and Frank kissed her cheek, chuckling. "Open your presents!" Maria said excitedly. She looked over at her husband, who handed her a neatly wrapped gift.
"Mine first, Maria." He said good-naturedly. A few people laughed as Riza began to unwrap the gift, then opened the lid of the square box, and nearly dropped it. She gasped, dropping the lid to the floor with a clatter.
"The gift from the duke to his courtesan…" she whispered, looking down at a beautiful diamond necklace. "Frank…where did you get the money for this? It looks almost exactly like the one from Moulin Rouge, I was joking when I told you I wanted it!" she said, throwing a look at her husband. "It's not the exact same one! And it was actually quite cheap, but the diamonds are real, I assure you, darling." Frank replied, helping her put it on.
"Next you'll be getting me the 'Heart of The Ocean' from Titanic." She joked. "You'll have it for Christmas then." He laughed, and she shook her head. "You'd better not."
She couldn't help but compare her life to the movies now. Frank was the Duke, she was Satine, and Roy was Christian. Then there were other movies like Titanic, Unfaithful, and a few others. She just hoped that her own affair didn't turn out like the movie's affairs. All in death for either her or Roy. She couldn't bear the thought. (A/N: "I won't let go, Roy...I promise" And she lets him flal into the freezing cold ocean"" lol)
The rest of the party went smoothly. Though the necklace she now wore made her feel chained and weighed down. By the time it was all over, she sat in a chair as the 'staff' began to tear down the decorations and the D.J. packed up with equipment. Frank was writing out checks for them.
"Thank you again for doing your job." Frank was telling Maes, who behaved civilly to the man. Riza made a face to Gracia behind her husband's head, and the other woman nearly dropped the tub of dishes trying to suppress laughter. "Ready to go, Riza?" Frank asked coolly, holding his hand out for her. She took it, and walked to the doors with him, throwing a glance back at her lover, whose eyes became soft.
"I love you." She mouthed, and then turned her head around before he could do anything and walked out the door.
"Riza, what are you wearing?" Frank asked the next morning as Riza brushed her teeth in the bathroom, wearing only a black bra and panty set, which just happened to be lacy and sexy. 'She usually wears plain ones…and those panties are skimpy!' he thought, clearly surprised and outraged.
"What I normally wear under my clothes, Frank." She answered, rinsing her mouth out, then scrubbing her face clean so she'd looked fresh. "Not that kind, you don't." he said, crossing his arms. "Last time I checked, I could wear whatever I wanted under my clothes as long as no man but you looked." She said, starting to get annoyed.
"But you've laid out a black dress…you're not going anywhere today, are you?" he asked suspicious. She threw him a dirty look; "I have some business in town, Frank. I would like to be dressed nice for that business." She said, knowing inside that she was only going to the Doctor's office, then straight to Roy's.
"Right…well as long as you're not meeting with another man." Frank consented, as if Riza were his daughter instead of his wife. Finished putting her hair up, she walked over to him.
"Frank, I love you. Why would I ever want to cheat on you? You're my husband, and you're the only one I'll ever sleep with." She lied, making herself sound sincere. He smiled, his eyes going soft, actually believing her, but there was still a warning bell going off in the back of his mind.
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "Alright then, I'll see you tonight." He said, letting go of her and departing for work. She watched him go down the driveway through the bedroom window before putting the dress on and slipping into a pair of black heels to match it.
The reason she was going to the doctor's was to get herself put on birth control. That way she wouldn't get pregnant from her husband or her lover. She'd just have to hide the pills from her husband, so he didn't get anymore suspicious than he already was.
"Well, I've filled your prescription, Mrs. Archer." The doctor said, handing her a note. "Thank you, Dr. Reynolds." She said, taking the note and putting it in her handbag. "Just take that to the pharmacy, and you'll be fine for about 3 months." The doctor said, and she nodded, walking out of the office.
She drove to the pharmacy, and waited several minutes for the to fill the prescription. While she waited she read through various magazines, coming across an interesting article here and there. "Mrs. Archer, your prescription has been filled!" the guy over at the counter called, smiling, and she tossed the magazine aside, and grabbed the small white paper bag, and handed him the proper amount of money before leaving promptly.
Once she got to Roy's house, she found a note on the door, telling her where the spare key was and to just wait a couple hours while he went and did an emergency job for Maes. So she let herself into the house, and went to lie down on his bed. She hadn't meant to fall asleep, but fall asleep she did.
That's exactly how Roy found her. Lying in his bed, her fanned out around her head, and one of her hands above her head. She looked so peaceful, so content, and so absolutely gorgeous. He wanted her. He wanted her to be his, not that git Archer. Archer was absolutely insane. Sure he may not be able to give her a look-a-like necklace from her favorite movies, but he could give her other things.
He could give her his heart, his life. He would give her everything in his power if it meant having her as HIS wife. He walked over to her, sitting lightly on the edge of the bed, picking up the hand that rested on her stomach, kissing it lightly. And that was enough to make her eyes flutter open.
"Roy…" she murmured, sitting up quickly, wrapping her arms around him. "Hey gorgeous temptation of mine." He chuckled, breathing in her scent of wild flowers. She smiled lightly, pulling back a bit. "I went to the doctors today. I'm on birth-control now." She said seriously. He nodded, cupping her cheek in his hand. "It was a good choice." He said softly. She looked down, biting her lower lip.
"He suspected…this morning when I was getting dressed. But I told him I had business and I wanted to dress up. I actually used an annoyed tone with him. He wasn't very happy about it, either." She giggled, looking up at him. "I'm sure he wasn't. You look so beautiful when you're asleep." He said, kissing her softly.
"I didn't mean to fall asleep, I just meant to lay down…" she said, rolling her eyes. "Are you hungry?" he asked, lifting her into his lap and standing up. "You're so strong." She laughed, wrapping her legs around his waist. "No, you're just light weight, baby." He said, smirking. "And to answer your question, yes, I am. For you first, then food." She replied, putting her hands on either side of his face and kissing him softly.
"I want her followed, Williamson. I want pictures, videos, voice recordings, everything. I'm going on another business trip tomorrow afternoon for about a month. During that month I want everything I've just told you. Do not leave anything out, and do it so that she doesn't know you're following her." Frank said coldly, looking out the window of his 10th story office, his eyes hard and a very, very cold, frosty blue.
"Yes sir. I'll have everything ready for you when you return. But sir, if I may ask…do you really believe your wife is cheating on you?" a medium build, not tall, yet not short man asked. Frank turned to look at the man, a small, cold, sadistic smirk on his lips.
"Oh yes. She thinks me to be quite stupid as well. As if her little friend Maria doesn't tell me everything, and as if I don't notice the drastic change in her lingerie and wardrobe." Frank whispered softly. "Yes, Williamson. I believe very strongly that precious Riza is cheating on me." He said, his eyes cold, sadistic. His voice had a slight rage tone to it.
A/N: Uh oh…Frankie knoooooowwwwwsssss, whatever will our lovely couple do now? Gone for a month, Frank will have Riza followed, and get evidence that she's cheating. But will our little couple do for a month? Well, review, tell me what you THINK, and we'll see. Love you guys!