"Good afternoon," The young man greeted. I stood up confused, I've never seen him before. He had a gentle smile on his face, so that put me at ease—a little bit. "Afternoon," I stood up. "Sorry, who are you?""Oh." He chuckled. "Sorry," he said. "I'm Stephan, Gideon's driver.""Driver?" I exclaimed. He looked nothing like a driver, if I had met him on the roads any other day, never would I have thought he was a driver. He gave a small laugh, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Gideon asked me to come get you.""Oh." I stood up quickly. Here I was thinking Gideon would come get me himself. "Where is he by the way?" I asked Stephan. "He's waiting in the car," Stephan said, he helped me with my bag, together we walked out of the room together. I couldn't help glancing at Stephan as we walked to the car, he was handsome, with those baby brown eyes and curls that brushed up his ears, he also seemed really nice. "OK." As he said, Gideon was sitting in the car, I could see him th
Ciara showed up the next day, except this time, Gideon was around. I felt more comfortable with him being beside me, not like I couldn't handle Ciara myself, in fact, this time I was prepared for her. She dressed a little more decent than the last time in a blue gown, it stopped just above her knees. I wondered if it was because she knew Gideon was going to be home.In fact, the Ciara before me wasn't the one I met few days ago or saw last night, this was a whole different person. The bright smile I saw on her face was one I thought impossible to ever be on her face. She carried a cheery mood with her this time unlike the cold shoulder she gave me the last time. I was more surprised to hear her speak so sweetly. "Gideon!" She said excitedly when she saw him. "I didn't know you were going to be around today."He chuckled. "I told you on the phone I was going to be around, remember? Anyways, it's going to be my wedding after all, I should be around for stuffs like this." He pulled her
My head was still reeling from what had just happened, I was angry, jealous, and didn't even have the time to deny it. First, he had brought her in to be our wedding planner, than had the guts to defend her. It annoyed me the more when he said I was making a big deal out of nothing. Nothing my ass!Did I ask to get pregnant? No. Did I ask for the wedding? No. He got me pregnant, he wanted the wedding, the least he could do was respect me. I stormed down the stairs angrily, I needed to get out of this house, any moment here and I felt I would suffocate to death. Maybe I was overreacting, Maybe I shouldn't have stormed out, Gideon and I had been getting along well and now—whenever I think of Ciara it just seems to fuel my anger more. "Miss?""What?" I shouted angrily as I spun round to see who had called my name. It was Stephan. He looked taken aback, startled by my outburst. "Oh sorry, I thought it was someone else." I gave a nervous chuckle, a bit embarrassed."Uh." He looked round
"What the fuck is going on here!" A voice thundered. Stephan jumped back in shock the moment he heard Gideon's outburst. "Mr B-Brynch," He said shakily. "It's not what it looks like I swear.""I knew it," Ciara said with a victory look. "She isn't to be trusted, this is the woman you're willing to spend the rest of your life with? She's finally proven to be nothing but a slut.""Quiet Ciara!" He thundered clenching his fist tight, I was afraid he was going to punch Stephan or break something. Saying I was terrified would be an understatement, I've never seen him look so angry before, rage seemed to flow through him like lava, I had caused this, what have I done? "What were you doing?" He looked to Stephan and then to me again. "How long has this been going on?""Nothing has been going on Gideon, this is all just a misunderstanding." I tried to calm him down. "Oh," He gave a dry laugh. "So I didn't just see his lips on yours?"I shook my head trying to explain. "I was the one who cam
I haven't seen Gideon for three days now, he has refused to pick my calls, he didn't even answer Estelle's own when I had tried to call him with her phone. I haven't also seen Stephan around, I fear that Gideon might have fired him, I need to explain to Gideon that Stephan did nothing, I was the one that came onto him, I will feel terribly guilty if Stephan lost his job because of me. I decided that if Gideon did fire him, I would do anything to try and get Stephan his job back, he really was a good man, at the moment I hated myself for repaying him such with the kindness he has shown me. I also hated myself for the kiss, it was barely even a kiss, just a tiny peck and I wasn't thinking straight. I wish I could blame it on being drunk, except I wasn't drunk, I haven't even tasted alcohol for months now. I don't know if Gideon would still like to go on with the wedding, if he decides not to go on with it, I won't argue. I needed to speak to someone, and not just anyone, someone who w
I woke up in a place I didn't expect to, not in my childhood bedroom, rather I found myself back in Gideon's penthouse. I sat up quickly, alarmed and confused. I was sure I had gone to visit my mother yesterday, I remember the taste of her meatballs on my buds, I remember cuddling my teddy last night in bed, so what exactly was I doing here, or was that all a dream? "I brought you home last night," I heard the familiar voice of Gideon say as if reading my thoughts. "Your mother let me into your room, she allowed me bring you back home.""Gideon?" I called his name wondering if I was seeing or hearing right. "I read your note," he said. "Why did you leave?"I got up slowly, sitting down on the bed. Why did I leave? What answer does he want me to give to that, I couldn't stay so I left. "I don't know the answer you want to that Gideon, if you're just going to scold me like a little child again, I might just leave again.""You had no right to leave!" He thundered, then his eyes widened
"How about we play twenty questions," I said as I laid my head on his shoulders, playing with his chest hairs. "What are we, teenagers?" He chuckled, I smiled at the vibrations that rumbled in his chest. "Come on, it wouldn't kill. We barely know anything about the other and we plan on getting married next week.""I know some things about you."I looked up at him. "Really?" I moved from him and rested my elbows on the bed, using my palm to support my chin as I stared down at him. "What's my favorite color?""Pink?""No," I nudged him gently with a little laugh. "Why do men think all women like pink, my favourite colour is blue.""That's close.""No, it's not." I shook my head and laid back on his chest. "What's your favourite color?" I asked. "Black," he said simply. "But not because I'm trying to be mysterious, or give of a certain kinda vibe, but because I truly like the color.""I think black suits you." I gave a small yawn. I liked this position, just Gideon and I in bed, it fe
It was a week before our wedding and we were done with sending out invitations, we didn't invite much, since we had prepared sits for only fifty people, so it was just families and few friends. It was going to be an indoor wedding, because we wanted privacy.Since Gideon was free for the day and I had taken leave from work because of my wedding, we had decided to go shopping. My cravings had gotten really weird lately and Gideon was getting tired of running to the supermarket just to get me almost about anything he didn't have in his fridge.I had given Gideon a list and sent him off, while I had take another list. I was getting random things, mostly snacks I've never heard of but looked really yummy. I had just grabbed a packet of some strange looking chocolate when a couple passed before me, any other day I wouldn't care but seeing Ciara with a man who I was sure was Timothee or Thomas, whichever one was is real name got my attention.Who was he to her? He had his arms wrapped arou