Victoria Falls.

Prologue

"Years have gone by and it is only fair that we get married", Victoria said hesitantly.

"I really don't see why we should rush things,we spoke about this haven't we?" Marc replied.

For a few seconds,silence occupied the room.

"Okay. You know i respect ya and all, so I think it is only fair that I give you what you want because you have put up with a lot of my shit", Marc said breaking the silence.

Although Victoria wanted to get married, she didn't want to force things.
"It has been almost six good years since we have been dating and he still doesn't see the need to make me his wife,urgh", she murmured,cursing under her breath.

She went into the bathroom and ran herself a bath.

"There is nothing like a steamy bubble bath after a long day at work and having to deal with an impossible man",she said underneath her breath.
She quickly undressed and slid right into the tub. For a second, she thought about what happened with Simon.

He was tall,light skinned with hazel eyes that spoke to you when in contact with.

"Victoria,you know I love you right.", Simon said hesitantly.

"Yeah,I know", Victoria replied.

"I think we should take some time apart,figure things out ", he said,with a sympathetic look in his eyes, like this was just a walk in the park and not a person he has been with for the past four years.

Tears started to well in her eyes. She couldn't believe that she was so naive to be with a man so long and not know he was wrong for her.

What seemed to surprise her was how secretive he wanted them to be.
What could he really have wanted from her and why be discreet.

Men have always toyed with her feelings. One of the reasons she had gave up on dating.
For some reason, she opened up her heart again for Marc, thinking that he was different from the previous ones.

"Had she been a fool to trust someone based on his looks?", she wondered.
Her mother did tell her at the beginning that all she deserves was to be used.
Although she had always had a bad relationship with her,this time around she was spot on.

She shrugged. Suddenly feeling anger build up inside of her.
Marc entered the room on the tips of his toes.

"Are you alright?", he said under his breath.
"Yeah", she replied,she rolled her eyes,as if to end the conversation.

"Okay,you do seem kinda of okay I guess", he said.

She couldn't believe that after being together for so long he couldn't even tell when she was annoyed and wanted to be alone. Such an ungrateful Bitch.

Vicky stood over her bathroom mirror and applied a pea sized lotion on her hand, massaging it on her shoulders. She felt the hair on her back rise. She shrug.

A hand touched her toned body and moved up and down gently. She restlessly removed it and tilted to look over her head.

There stood Marc. A masculine, shorter version of Simon. All those nights of gym sessions, she attested to going to were
finally showing progress.

He had no shirt on,what a character.
For a mere second or two,she gazed at him and moved her head clockwise.

He persistently continued massaging her shoulders. Slowly moving the towel that covered her body, for sometime she stood there frozen.

She couldn't help but look at his broad shoulders that supported his perfectly trimmed face.

"How can someone be so annoying and yet so handsome?",she thought.

The bathroom light reflected over his angled jawline that perfectly complemented his light skin. This is exactly what propelled her to slave her self for so long.

His piercing blue eyes met with hers and suddenly she couldn't resist .For a second he leaned forward to kiss her.
Brushing his lips against his.
His hard hand ran over her ass cheeks. The intensity grew even more and she couldn't help but let a small groan out.

As he kissed her neck,she looked at him on the mirror over his head.
Suddenly had a thought filled her mind. She thought what would happen if she just stabbed him right there and disposed of his body. For some reason she hated and loved him at that moment.

She loved him deeply and had all the means to fight for him. She knew that for sure ,he also loved her but he couldn't seem to keep it in his pants.

Victoria hastily pushed him and he grabbed the countertop and held on.
She picked up her towel and suddenly silence filled the room.

"Is there an explanation for all this?", he asked.
"For every end,there is a beginning..."

He rolled his eyes and pulled up his pants with disgust in his face.

"I am done with you Marc,I been slaving my self for ya and what do I get,you go and cheat on me with some loose girl off the streets?",she said.

She tried so hard to ignore the ball forming in her throat.
Droplets of tears fell to the ground and he didn't even seem concerned.
"Nigga,I don't know what you are talking about,I am loyal to you and if it's marriage you want...".

He held his head up and unintentionally massaged his hand on his mosturized, rich hair. He evidently wiped the tears on her cheeks with his ice cold fingers.
He took a step back and was quickly out of the room.