Free Tainted Love: Anything For You Series 2 by Ann Wynn

this was probably just a shock to him and that he would get used to it. She took a shower and got dressed, recovered her things from the living room and left. She was on a mission today, and when she saw it was almost time for Juliana's work to be done, she knew she would have to meet her.
     
    Juliana did not want to work overtime. She just wanted to go home. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she hurriedly walked to the lobby, when suddenly she heard a voice call from behind her. When she turned around, she saw Joana. She did not know whether to run away or stay. What did she want with her? She walked towards her and smiled sweetly. She now knew it was all a facade.
     
    “Do you have a minute? How about we grab some coffee before we go home?” Joana asked.
     
    “O-okay but I can't stay long,” she answered.
     
    “Don't worry. I won't take much of your precious time,” she said.
     
    They both walked to the nearest coffee shop. Although it was usually busy during mornings and afternoons, it did not have a lot of customers at this time. Joana ordered a Strawberry Frappuccino while she ordered a Caramel Macchiato before they found their seats. Joana led the way and it was one of the most private tables in the coffee shop, as it was concealed by a huge pillar of bricks. As soon as their orders were served, Joana started to speak.
     
    “I know things are not going well for you and Michael lately. And I think you deserve to know,” she started.
     
    “Know what exactly?” Juliana asked after taking a sip from her drink.
     
    “Why that's happening between you and Michael. You see we're together,” she announced.
     
    “Together? For how long?” she dreaded to know.
     
    “Just recently.” Joana took out her phone and showed Juliana pictures of her and Michael in bed together. Tears were starting to form on the sides of her eyes, but she remained strong in front of her.
     
    “Why are you doing this?” she dared to ask her.
     
    “Because I've loved Michael for years, yet all he ever sees is you. Now, I have him and I will never let him go. I won't let him go back to you,” Joana sneered as she looked at Juliana in a threatening manner.
     
    “I think we're done here.” She stood up and grabbed her drink, but before she could move away from their table, Joana stopped her.
     
    “When you see Michael, tell him to go home. I'll be waiting,” she smiled before Juliana could turn her back to her.

 
    CHAPTER 8
     
    She did not expect her friend to hurt her this way. As she walked on the sidewalk with her drink forgotten, she felt her tears starting to pour down on her cheeks. Why? was all she could think of, but she already knew the answer to that. What she could not accept was the fact that she was friends with Joana for years and that she was not the one lacking, he was. If only he had made more time for her then he wouldn't be so needy of her. If only they would have been together more then maybe he wouldn't have sought other women for the comfort and pleasure she could give him. She was a fool to believe that they would be together forever.
     
    If only she had listened to Lisa sooner. But then she thought about when it happened. If it happened last night then it only meant that she drove him to cheat on her. She cursed herself as she continued to walk uncaring for the people around her. Soon, she felt everything moving, moving too fast, until she was falling. She almost fell on the ground when suddenly strong arms held her and shook her. When she opened her eyes, she was welcomed with stormy gray eyes.
     
    “Gabriel?” she asked.
     
    “Yes, it's me. What happened, Jules? Are you alright?” he asked her as he helped her up.
     
    “Can you please take me home?” she asked him politely. Before he could respond, he had already assisted her inside his car and had driven away.
     
    When he reached her home, there was a car in her driveway and a man waiting in her front porch. He might not know