7

Diana Point of view

"Has she gone insane to secretly date a married man?" Liza wondered aloud about Sarah's relationship with the married man, and I agreed. We said to each other once Sarah left us.

Liza agreed with me on this point, "The fact that she is wrecking a married couple's life is not something to be proud of, and I hope she is well aware of what she is doing. After all, she possessed everything, including beauty and a wealthy family. Why would she choose to date a man like that?" I also wondered.

We both exclaimed as we walked to open the hotel's store. We selected a few different swimming suits. I started out by purchasing a respectable full-body swimming suit. Liza, on the other hand, snatched it away from me and handed me a red bikini. "Take this one, for example. You should dress in a sultry manner for your husband."

My lips were pursed as I said, "but he isn't here," I added.

She smirked and said, "He'll show up sooner or later, no matter what. He should be able to see you swimming in the pool with all eyes on you. Trust me on this. It is always effective."

I narrowed my eyes as if I were a complete moron. "Can you tell me what works?"

"The jealousy strategy always works, baby," she said as she pushed me into the dressing room to change into the red bikini while she paid for the swimming bikinis. "The jealousy strategy always works, baby," she repeated with a giggle.

As I changed into my bikini, I laughed a lot. Previously, I didn't have the confidence or the guts to dress in such revealing clothing. However, when I realized how sexy my body was and how stunning I appeared, I realized that this could have been the reason Adam wasn't initially attracted to me. In fact, he had never seen me in a lovely dress or a sultry outfit before.

As I walked out, Liza whistled, "Wow, you look..." she paused, then continued.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "What are you talking about? Amazing? Ugly?"

She made the following observation, "No, You just look different from you. You appear to be a lady rather than a tomboy."

We took a stroll out to the pool together. There were a lot of attractive men in attendance. And it was at that moment, I realized I had everyone's attention for the first time in my life. They treated me as if I were a cake, and they wanted to take bite after bite of my flesh. I tried to conceal my body, but Liza said, "It's not going to work." "Don't do it, and please give me your cell phone right away. In order for me to send a text message,"

"why? You've got your phone with you!" I asked her, confused, but she took my wallet and my cell phone and sent a text to someone else.

"For whom?" I inquired, my interest piqued.

She showed me the text that she had sent already. It was for him. for Adam! [ Diana is in the pool, and that guy is doing everything he can to get her to date him. By the way, I am Liza. You should arrive as soon as possible or...]

I let out a gasp, my eyes widened, and I commented, annoyed by liza's behavior. "What exactly did you do? This is completely fabricated."

After shaking her head, Liza pushed me into the deep end of the pool all of a sudden. Even so, she knew that it was not safe.

She was well aware that I was not a strong swimmer, especially in the swimming pool's deep end. And it turned out that she was correct. It took only a few moments before two sexy, handsome athletes made their way to my side and pulled me out of the water before I drowned.

I thanked them both as their hands tightened around my waist and my grip tightened around theirs. "Thank you very much. What an embarrassment this has become. I am a good swimmer, but I was taken aback when my friend pushed me." I explained myself in hushed tones.

One of them took a gesture from the other man and walked away, leaving us to our own privacy.

The other guy, who appeared to be a businessman based on the manner in which his guards were uniformed, surrounded us on all sides of the swimming pool. He dragged me from my waist to the far corner of the pool, but he kept his hands around my waist, saying, "you are now safe." He said it in a friendly way.

I blushed as I said this. "Thank you very much. You are free to depart at this time. As you mentioned, I am in good hands." I said something in hushed tones that I could barely hear myself say.

He drew his hands closer to my face and shifted his weight onto my shoulder. "You look absolutely stunning in red. I've never seen anything quite like it before."

I coughed, embarrassed, and shifted my gaze to the other side; I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. The fact that he was so daring, "Thank you so much. I am well aware that I am not particularly attractive. I am short and average in beauty, and my friends describe me as a tomboy."

My heart raced in my chest as he chuckled loudly in my direction. "Do you have a normal appearance? You stand out from the crowd of other blonde models all over the world. I would kidnap you tonight and take you to such a posh restaurant to demonstrate to you how everyone's attention would be drawn to you. And believe me when I say that I am fully aware of what I am talking about." As if his words had a positive impact on my self-esteem. No one had ever said such beautiful words to me before, and it prompted me to continue talking to him as if we had been friends for years at that point.

"what's your name, Mr., and what's your address? After all, I'd like to express my gratitude to you and send you a gift for saving my life." I wasn't interested in whether or not he was also playing with Liza's strategy, but I did want to send him some flowers as a thank you for his help. I was serious when I said that.

He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and whispered into my ears, "I like you." "Let's say my name is Alex, and I'm completely smitten with you. I would be ecstatic if you could join me at the rooftop bar-restaurant tonight."

Because of his touch and the way he breathed warmly into my neck, I trembled a little bit. "I'm not sure I'll be able to. I've only recently got...."

The fact that my wedding was yesterday was lost on me because Adam arrived and yelled at both of us, "Take your dirty hands off, my wife," when I didn't have time to explain.

And it was at that point, Alex looked at me, then at Adam, and his bodyguards drew their guns to defend him.

Adam was taken aback, "What's the deal, fellas? I didn't mean to offend anyone by saying something negative. Diana is my wife." And Adam's voice transformed into that of a cat in a split second. That made my blood boil with rage.

Even if it wasn't for the sake of his reputation as a husband, a man should look after his wife. As his best friend, as his wife, or even as a woman, He should have behaved more like a lion rather than a cute little rabbit.

"Yes, we were married yesterday, but I do accept your invitation to join us for dinner tonight if you still want to," I said to Alex as I looked at him. Alex was ecstatic because I said something without thinking. Then he jumped out of the pool and pulled me up to my feet, kissed me on the cheeks, and said, "I like you. And I'll be waiting for you at the front door at 8 a.m. in my limo. I will send you a one-of-a-kind dress that is tailored specifically for you as a unique woman like you."

Alex then turned his body to face Adam and said to his face, without blinking, "I'm not sorry, Adam. But I'm going to take your wife from you. I'm going to steal her heart from your grip."

Adam's jaw dropped, and he didn't say anything until Alex and his men had left the pool area.

Then Adam looked at me with furrowed brows and examined my bikini. "Sure, you're rocking a sultry bikini on the pool. All of the men would be swooning over your... sexy body!" As if Adam didn't believe that I possessed such a physique. With his eyes traveling from my toes to my hips and tummy, he was saying the words while glaring at my boobs.

Adam drew his brows to me and said, "You're not going anywhere tonight, believe me. After we got married, how could you dare to date another man?"

"So, you're jealous?" I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Adam made a shaky motion with his head. "Am I jealous? No, We're the best of friends. After all, I am well aware that you would never date a man like him. After all, why would he want to date a tomboy like you?"

I drew my hands away from him and looked at him, perplexed. "Why are you speaking to me as if I am not a woman? I don't understand what you're talking about, as if I'm not your wife. If you don't think I'm a lady, then why did you choose to marry me in the first place? I was under the impression that you were jealous and wanted to drag me into our suite and make love to me." I said irritably in a half-yelling tone.

Adam, on the other hand, rubbed the back of his neck and stammered, "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to make love to you tonight. I have to leave. I have to concentrate on studying for the finals."

And then he just walked away from me!