Sleeping with someone else

3rd P.O.V.

Harley walked Beatrix to her apartment, both of them in comfortable silence. Beatrix was lost in thought, thinking about her brother's condition and the mounting medical bills.

As Harley dropped Beatrix off at Apollo's place, Seb, Harold, and Michael happened to be walking by. They immediately recognized Beatrix and wondered what she was doing there with Harley.

"Hey, Beatrix, what are you doing here with Harley?" Seb asked curiously.

Beatrix sighed, not in the mood to explain her complicated relationship with Apollo. "It's none of your business, Seb," she said curtly.

Harold stepped in to diffuse the tension. "Come on, Beatrix. Let's go inside and catch up. It's been a while," he said, gesturing towards Apollo's house.

Beatrix hesitated, not sure if she wanted to get involved with Apollo's friends. But she didn't want to be rude, so she reluctantly followed Harold inside.

Once they got inside, Harold, Seb, and Michael realized that Apollo's apartment was empty. Harold suggested that they go to his place instead, and Beatrix reluctantly agreed.

As they walked to Harold's apartment, Beatrix couldn't help but feel uneasy. She didn't want to be there, but she didn't know how to say no. She just hoped that they wouldn't stay long.

When they arrived at Harold's apartment, Beatrix was relieved to see that it was just a small, cozy place. Harold offered her a drink, and Beatrix accepted, hoping that it would make the situation less awkward.

As they chatted, Beatrix started to feel tired from the emotional rollercoaster of the day. She yawned and apologized, saying that she needed to rest.

Harold offered to let her sleep on his couch, and Beatrix accepted gratefully. She lay down and closed her eyes, hoping for a peaceful rest.

Beatrix fell asleep quickly, but her dreams were plagued by images of Apollo and her brother's medical bills. She tossed and turned, muttering in her sleep.

Harold watched her with concern, not sure what to do. He didn't want to wake her up, but he also didn't want her to have a nightmare.

As Beatrix slept, she dreamt that Apollo was holding her and telling her that everything would be okay. She hugged him tightly, grateful for his support.

But when she woke up, she realized that it wasn't Apollo at all - it was Harold. She gasped in surprise and pulled away, feeling embarrassed.

—

Beatrix was lying on the bed in Apollo's cousin's room when Apollo barged in. She quickly sat up, startled by his sudden entrance.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Apollo asked, his tone cold and demanding.

Beatrix hesitated, unsure of how to respond. She didn't want to lie to him, but she also didn't want to reveal too much about her personal life.

"I...I needed a place to stay," she finally managed to say.

Although Beatrix doesn't really know what happened last night she just invented something so i gonna would suspect anything.

Apollo's eyes narrowed, and his jaw tensed. "Why didn't you stay at your own place?"

Beatrix sighed, feeling frustrated with his persistent questioning. "I don't have my own place. have you forgotten am in my apartment and live with your house family house can you let me know kiss how you expect me to sleep and elsewhere?

Apollo was filming keyboard "Fuck your reasoning at Charis’ apartment. You're always doing that when you were working at the cloud alone in uworld my employees but really? you're good at using do you live in this."

"You will listen to me i don't care. said beatrix

“How can i listen to you if you did this

Beatrix shrugged. "I didn't think it was any of your business."

Apollo's eyes flashed with anger. "Of course it's my business! You're my wife, contracted or not."

Beatrix rolled her eyes, feeling exasperated. "You keep saying that, but we both know that this marriage is just for show. It doesn't mean anything."

Apollo stepped closer to her, his eyes searching hers. "Doesn't it?"

Beatrix's heart skipped a beat at the intensity in his gaze. She swallowed hard, suddenly feeling nervous.

"What are you trying to say?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Apollo's hand shot out, gripping her chin and forcing her to look at him. "I'm saying that I'm starting to feel things for you that I shouldn't be feeling. I'm starting to care about you, Beatrix. And that scares the hell out of me. And fuck! You know that! So why do you keep on sleeping with other people’s bed? I even asked you to stop accepting extra jobs. Well, maybe you stop it but here's your other scheme.”

Beatrix's eyes widened.

"I...I don't know what to say," she stammered. "Just please calm down and listen to me!”

Apollo released her chin and took a step back, his eyes now filled with a mix of fear and vulnerability. "You don't have to say anything. you already hurt me.

Apollo pulled Beatrix away.

Harold tried to get involved but Apollo wasn't buying it. he was gravely mad.

“Let go of me, Apollo,” Beatrix said, struggling to break free from his grip.

Apollo ignored her and pulled her towards the car. He opened the door and pushed her inside, getting into the driver’s seat. Beatrix tried to open the door, but Apollo locked it.

“Where are you taking me?” Beatrix asked, panic creeping into her voice.

Apollo didn’t answer, and they drove in silence until they reached a big mansion. Apollo led her inside, and Beatrix was greeted by Apollo’s family. His mother, father, sisters, brother, and grandparents were all there.

“What’s going on?” Beatrix asked, confused.

Apollo didn’t answer, and instead, he pulled her towards him, his grip tight around her arm. Beatrix winced in pain as she struggled to break free.

“What’s wrong with you?” Beatrix asked, tears streaming down her face.

“Why are you doing this to me? Are you trying to hurt me in another way?” Apollo asked, his voice cold, cracking up, trying hard to keep his struggling tears.

“What are you talking about?” Beatrix asked, confused.

“Don’t play dumb, Beatrix. I saw you sleeping with him with my own eyes! what did you do? had a prayer meeting?!" Apollo said, his voice getting louder.

“That’s not true, whatever you were thinking that's not true…” Beatrix said, trying to defend herself. “Believe me, please…”

“Don’t lie to me. stop stating any more lies. I'm tired of your lies.,” Apollo said, his grip getting tighter.

“Let go of her, Apollo,” Apollo’s grandmother said, walking towards them.

“She’s my wife. I can do whatever I want with her,” Apollo said, still holding onto Beatrix.

“That’s not true, Apollo. You can’t treat her like that just because she's your wife,” Apollo’s grandmother said, her voice stern.

Apollo finally let go of Beatrix, and she stumbled back, tears streaming down her face.

Apollo's mother gets in between.

"What's the matter?! You’re causing too much noise."

"Beatrix slept with Harold.”

Apollo's mother had gone mad.

She looked at Beatrix from head to toe, with those look, she’s already judging her.

“You’re a slut, Beatrix. I can’t believe Apollo married someone like you,” Apollo’s mother said, her voice filled with disgust.

Beatrix didn’t say anything, she just stood there, crying. She knew that defending herself was pointless. No one was going to believe her.

“Stop. dont call Beatrix names, I have the only rights to do that. None of you had!'' Apollo yelled.

As Apollo pulled Beatrix towards his room, his sister Jayra followed them and grabbed Beatrix's other hand. "Let her go, Apollo!" she shouted. "You can't just drag her like that without asking her what's going on."

Apollo turned to Jade, his eyes blazing with anger. "Stay out of this, jayra. This is none of your business," he snapped.

"It is my business when you're hurting someone I care about," Jayra shot back.

Beatrix looked at Jayra gratefully, feeling a sense of relief that someone was on her side. She had been expecting Apollo's family to judge her harshly, but Jade's words were like a balm to her wounded heart.

Ayden butted in. “Bro, that’s a woman you were holding.”

But before Jayra and Ayden could say anything else, Apollo yanked Beatrix's hand and dragged her into his room, slamming the door shut behind them.

The room was quiet except for Beatrix's sobs, and Apollo's brooding silence. He stood by the window, looking out into the night as Beatrix huddled on the bed, still crying.

After a while, Apollo finally spoke. "Why, Beatrix? Why did you do it?" he asked, his voice tight with anger.

Beatrix looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy. "I didn't do anything, Apollo," she protested. "I swear. Why can’t you believce me?”

But Apollo wasn't convinced. He knew what he had seen, and it was burning a hole in his heart.

When he looked at Beatrix, it seems to him that he was being rude. He had decided to go out and get some water.

He turned away from her and walked out of the room to get some water. As he passed by the living room, he saw his family gathered outside his door, listening in on their conversation.

"Get out of here!" he shouted, slamming the door shut again because he saw his family was leaning their ears, trying to listen to their conversation.

He didn't want anyone else to hear their private conversation, especially not his judgmental family.

When he returned to the room, Beatrix had stopped crying, but she was still looking at him with hurt in her eyes.

"I don't know what to believe anymore, Beatrix," Apollo said, his voice heavy with emotion. "I want to trust you, but it's hard when all the evidence is against you."

Beatrix sighed, feeling a sense of hopelessness wash over her. She didn't know how to convince him of her innocence, and it seemed like he didn't want to believe her anyway.

For a moment, they just sat there in silence, both lost in their own thoughts. It was clear that their relationship had hit a rough patch, and Beatrix wasn't sure if they could come back from it.

—-

Apollo leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. "Look, Beatrix," he said. "I understand that this whole arrangement is not ideal, and I'm sorry if I've been giving you mixed signals. But you have to understand that there are bigger things at play here. My family's reputation is on the line."

Beatrix raised an eyebrow. "And what does that have to do with me? You know that there's nothing going on between us.

"You're a part of this family now," Apollo replied. "And if you're going to be a part of my life, I need to know that I can trust you. I need to know that you're not going to do anything to harm my family or my business, especially my reputation.

Beatrix let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm not trying to ruin anything, Apollo. I'm just trying to live my life. I never asked for any of this. you know I couldn't do that to you.

"If not, then tell me what are you doing at Harold's house?"

Beatrix was tired of explaining. but she still did her best to let him know.

"I really don't know."

"You keep on lying you fucking imbecile."

She took a deep breath.

"Why don't we just end this never ending fight?"

Apollo was puzzled.

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's end this deal."