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EDGE OF LIMELIGHT

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Chapter 1 - SLEEPING PILLS

A glowing cat face young woman with blonde highlights in her hair pulled back in a ponytail was having a good time _ sunbathing by the pool waters. Eyes behind shades, dressed in a floral bikini outfit, she raised from her back and sat really quick when a stubborn thought hit her mind. With an immediate response to the thought, she took the dark shades off her brown eyes, placed them down on the pool bed and took a few seconds going through her mind. This time round, Shee Bahwas not ready to take anymore chances.

After all, she had been bothered by the issue for days now, and it was becoming a stone in her shoe _ getting on her nerves.

She took a deep breath and sighed to herself:

"No, not this time!"

Barefooted, she stood up panicking and ran tiptoeing on the mansion compound, hiding nervously in shadows upto the garage side.

Standing at one corner of the mansion in a distance, Shee Bah spied on her husband Madrat, who wassweating busy, anchoring a speed boat, attaching it to hold firmly behind a black luxurious SUV. According to today's programm, a warm glow was all Madrat expected on a weekend beach party he was preparing for like he had informed his wife.

Watching her husband with distaste, Shee Bah madly said to her anxious self:

"It's not a beach party you damn lier, at least I got a chance to have a hint of your actual plans!"

Infact, today was the third day in a row within the same week Shee Bah's husband was leaving home with a programme, far different from the one he tells her about. And now, it had come to Shee Bah's notice that the first day when her husband left home, rumours without solid evidence circulated that he was spotted somewhere in Maribu, on a yatch party she had no crew about. And yesterday, pictures of her husband holding hands and kissing with Angie, the hottest model in the game right now, popped up in her inbox from a source she didn't know.

It doesn't end their. Yesterday night, when he returned home, he told her about a beach front party he had not to dare miss because his manager had to cross a multimillion deal with one of the most prominent clothing lines on the globe _ which was yet another big lie he shamelessly told his wife when she came to dig deep into it after connecting dots and identified loopholes.

Shee Bah recalled some vital hints in her husband's words last night:

"At the beach party tomorrow, I'll have to put my hand on fruitful contract papers."

However, due to the respect she has for him, how she valued the relationship and the fact that for all the two year together, Madrat has only played a faithful catalog with no sign of cheating, not even minor suspicious traits of sneaking out with another except total commitment to her, she had not questioned him yet.

Now, after confirming how busy her husband was, preparing excitedly for his departure in another planned plot which involved lying, in a hurry Shee Bah rushed to the front door where she sneaked into the house.

Quickly, she entered the smart fancy kitchen chembers. Shee Bah knew exactly where she had stored what she wanted. And with no second wasted, she moved a stool to where she needed it, stepped on it carefully inorder for her hand to reach one of the tins up on the cabin. Delving into the tin, she picked out two green pills and put the tin back up.

She smiled looking at the pills:

"At least these two will help a lier not to mess around today."

In the refrigerator was a blue plastic bottle which contained Madrat's favorite smoothy, a soft drink he couldn't do without. Shee Bah, being the very person who blended it to reach her husband's desired taste, she knew exactly how to play with it. And of course, she knew that, by all means he was going to need to quench his thirst to cool down the heat.

But again she had to set a trap to attract him towards desiring the smoothy so freaking bad.

Shee Bah had her bottle too. Same size and design as her husband's, but a pink one in colour. She picked it out too and placed both bottles on the kitchen counter.

The pills were soft enough to be squeezed in between her two fingers to form a powder. Carefully, she squeezed the pills' powder into the blue bottle to mix, then shook so well for it to devolve. Well knowing that when her husband happens to see her bottle, no doubt he will automatically desire to have his as soon as immediately, after the stubborn plot she placed his back into the refrigerator and then sneaked out with her own.

Doing all this very fast while spying nervously so that she doesn't get caught.

Mission accomplished, Shee Bah had to go through the front door, back to the pool. But, as soon as she pulled the door open to step outside, accidentally she bumped into her husband and blurted startledly, displaying an unplanned smile on her cheeks:

"Goddammit! You scared the hell out of me!"

Madrat shrugged and said:

"Hey, I've been looking for you at the pool!"

Shee Bah sighed out of nervousness and took a strikingly impressive sip on a drink from the bottle to entice him, giving a refreshed continuous sound:

"Aaaah...."

The urge hit him hard.

"Wow, that was awesome! I think I will need to quench my throat as well."

Stuttering, she chuckled with guilt, very submissive in her response:

"Y Yeah, of course! Would you want me to go and get the smoothy for you?"

Grinning, Madrat answered:

"Uh, no worries I'll get it myself. Let me join you at the pool in a bit."

Shee Bah saw no problem with it. Of course she was conc sure that he had to pick the drink because it was his favorite. Shee Bah replied:

"Alright!"

Both shared a lovely peck on eachother's lips before he could walk through the door to get inside the house.

As a young couple that has been married for two years now, the way they bonded with eachother could speak how peaceful and loving they were _ maybe before today, the past two days, and the whole of this week.

A few steps on her way back to the pool side, Shee Bah stopped and looked back over her shoulder, at the front door where the husband had entered. She frowned and said angrily:

"You really want to play? Let's play then!"