Entangled with the CEOs

"No..." Aliyah's mind screamed. She couldn't believe she was standing in front of a sight that was slowly destroying her world.

Two naked bodies lay on the bed-entwined, joined together. The woman was sweating, grinding as she rode the man lying beneath her. Their loud, feverish moans were like sharp knives repeatedly stabbing Aliyah's heart, slicing her into pieces.

She wanted to charge in. She wanted to destroy everything in front of her. But she couldn't move. It was as if her feet were nailed to the floor, while her mind flipped back and forth-should she run away or confront the pain?

With a cold, trembling hand, she slowly closed the door. She shook as she stepped away, but she found that she couldn't just leave. She had to face them. She had to see the face of the man she loved as she stripped him of his lies.

She didn't know how many minutes-or hours-she'd been standing in the living room, but when the bedroom door opened, all the strength she had left left her body.

Her eyes widened.

Benedict looked like he'd been doused in cold water, paling in shock at the sight of her. But what shattered Aliyah's world even more was the woman who stepped out of the room behind him.

No... Impossible...

"A-Aleli..." she whispered, barely able to hear her own voice through the dryness of her throat. It was like trying to swallow sand.

The woman standing before her-the one who had just come out of Benedict's room, wearing a silk robe that hung loosely open-was her own sister.

"W-What..."

But before she could even form a question, Benedict cut her off.

"Aliyah, what are you doing here?!" His voice was filled with irritation, as if she was the one in the wrong. He casually adjusted his disheveled bathrobe, but she noticed the red marks on his neck and chest. Aleli didn't even bother to cover up, her ample chest barely concealed by the robe's loosely tied sash.

Trembling with rage, Aliyah stepped closer. "What am I doing here?" she laughed bitterly. "Shouldn't I be the one asking that? What are you doing here? What are you doing with my sister?!"

Instead of showing guilt, Aleli smirked. There was mockery in her expression, even a hint of seduction.

"Isn't it obvious, Aliyah?" she said playfully, letting out a mocking laugh. "We're an item. Actually, we just finished having sex."

Aleli looked at Benedict with no shame, gently caressing his shoulder and giving him a sweet smile-as if to prove she had won.

Then she turned back to Aliyah, her eyes gleaming with cruelty.

"You're really stupid, aren't you, Aliyah?"

Aliyah's vision darkened. The anger she had tried so hard to contain finally exploded.

"You bitch!" she screamed, her body shaking with fury. "How could you sleep with and steal the man you knew was your sister's boyfriend?!"

Aleli let out a laugh, not even pretending to feel remorse. She looked entertained by Aliyah's pain.

"Oh, come on, Aliyah," she rolled her eyes. "I never stole anything from you. Did it never occur to you that maybe he came to me?"

"You have no decency!" Aliyah shouted, trembling.

Before she could say anything else, Benedict stepped toward her, his face full of annoyance.

"Don't blame Aleli, Aliyah. Do you know whose fault this is? Yours."

She froze. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was he insane?

"W-What?"

Benedict's eyes darkened with resentment and contempt. "You're the reason I drifted away. You're always busy, always cold, always have some excuse! Do you know how boring our relationship became? All you ever did was try to be perfect-in your job, in your life. But what about me? When did you ever think about me?"

That was his reason? Because she was busy? Because she wanted to be perfect?

Yes, it was true. She did everything she could. She tried to be perfect because she wanted to be worthy of him. He came from a prominent family, while she was from the middle class. She only wanted to belong.

But was that really enough reason to betray her? Enough to crush her soul?

She loved him. She loved him so much.