Calvin's tanned slender fingers glided swiftly across the keyboard as he typed 'Blair Andrews' into the G****e search bar. Many results popped up. His hazel eyes scanned the webpage to look for any article that could give him some type of information about her.
Finally he found a page, it was like wikipedia but only for business related people. It wasn't a challenge to find her since she had been a hot topic for a few days now.
He clicked on her profile and after taking a good look like at the picture provided, he began reading out a loud in hopes to learn something about her .
"Full name: Blair Astrid Andrews
DOB: 4th October 1998
Age: 23 years
Blair Astrid Andrews is the one and only heiress of country's biggest construction company. Losing her parents at a ripe age of 7, Blair has been raised by her uncle Miguel Andrews and aunt Martha Andrews. Blair has expressed her disinterest in business and currently practices as a lawyer at the reputed KS Law Firm."
Calvin pressed hard on his temple. KS Law Firm was rising at a terrifying rate. Just 7 years in business and they were already competing with many big named law firms. It's founder, Raiden Kingston was known to be a very competent lawyer who never lost a single case in his entire 7 years long career.
"She's pretty." He looked up to see Nora's willowy frame standing there. "I am sorry for entering without permission, I knocked several times but you didn't notice, sir." She apologized.
He just waved his hand in response, indicating that it was alright.
"Have you thought about it sir?" He furrowed his brows and gave her a questioning look. She seemed to understand his gaze and answered "My husband has been working for the Andrews family since years now. That's how I know." He nodded his head and leaned back on his chair.
"I am getting married, Nora." He laughed, not being able to believe the words that were coming out of his mouth.
"Shouldn't you be at the Firm?" Miguel asked trying to sit straight on his king sized bed. Blair put some pillows behind him to support his weight. She stirred the bowl of hot abalone porridge and placed it on the small table in front of him.
"I took a day off. Now come on, eat this quickly before it gets cold." She pushed the white ceramic bowl towards him. He took a spoonful of porridge and placed it in his mouth after blowing on it for a few seconds.
"Hmmm... It's good, did you make it?"
"What do you think?"
"You can't make something this delicious." He teased with a smile.
She laughed at his response. Of course he knew her very well. She could fight Voldemort if needed but couldn't cook to save her life. They sat in comfortable silence for a while before a stern voice interrupted them.
"Sir, we have received the signed contract from Cartier Empire. The legal procedures will take some time but once this marriage commences, we will officially announce the alliance." Mr. Park finished the sentence by giving her a hesitant look and handed the signed papers to Miguel.
She held a nonchalant expression, not wanting to show her disapproval. Miguel seemed to notice her thoughts so he gently squeezed her hand in comfort. "Dear, you don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can think of someway else."
She gave him a reassuring smile. Even in time like this, he was thinking about her. But she knew there was no 'someway else'. That marriage was the only way, the only one way to make things right after the trouble she had caused.
With going head to head against the Chases, they needed someone powerful by their side, someone who could compete with the Chases in terms of money and influence and that someone were the Cartiers.
Andrew constructions was the biggest name in the construction industry. Maybe that was the reason why the Cartiers had accepted their offer so easily since they wanted to expand in construction field.
She found it funny how few months ago she was the one who had rejected the same offer from Cartier Empire because she didn't want to get married to a stranger she didn't love. And now, she was bound to the same by a piece of paper. Life has some great ironies.
"He's like a handsome devil, ugh so annoying!" Blair chuckled at her bestfriend's words. Her and Jessica were looking up Calvin Cartier online. She had to admit, with his perfectly tanned skin, pinkish lips, strong jaw and straight nose, he was no less than a Greek God.
But what striked her the most were his eyes. They were unlike any other she had ever seen. A perfect mix of brown and green with some specks of gold. They looked somewhere between hazel and amber.
"Bree, are you sure about this? I mean, marriage is a big deal and marrying someone just like that? You haven't even met him once, not to forget all those rumours about him." Jessica sat in front of her, holding her hands. Her dark black boba like eyes were filled with concern.
"This is the best for everyone Jess." She answered holding on to her white porcelain like hand. Jessica rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"But what about you Bree? What about what you want?"
"What I want isn't an option. I did what I wanted by following Byron Chase's case and see what happened!"
"You are in love with Raiden, for God's sake!" Jessica exclaimed, standing up with a jerk. "Can you really give away your life just like that? Commit to a person you haven't even seen for real?"
"And you think it's easy for me?!" Blair raised her voice and stood up to face her. She took a deep breath and continued, "I am not in a position to choose, Jessica. This is something I have to do. I can't be selfish at a time like this."
With every passing word, her voice became softer and softer. "I am in a tough place right now and I really need your support." She concluded with a whisper. Tears were forming in the corner of her eyes.
Jessica let out a long breath. "You are right," she said. "I should be more supportive." She took a step towards Blair and hugged her tight, placing her chin on Blair's shoulder and wrapping her long arms firmly around her slim frame.
They had been friends since they were in diapers. From growing up in the same neighborhood to going to the same school and sitting on the same bench, they did everything together.
Jessica felt guilty for not understanding her friend's desperation, for being a bad friend. She kept patting on Blair's head as they hugged.
"You don't have to apologise for anything."
Though Jessica could get overly emotional sometimes, Blair knew that the former only wanted the best for her. Besides, what she said wasn't wrong. Blair felt thankful for having such a caring and sweet friend. She returned the hug using more strength.
"Did I interrupt something?" A voice asked while looking at the two girls clinging onto each other. He put down the three pizza boxes he was holding and sat comfortably on the grey couch of Jessica's living room.
"Hey brother, I didn't hear you come in." Jessica said sitting next to him. She opened up a pizza box, got the biggest piece and placed it in front of Blair's mouth.
"Here, you need this more than anyone here."
She gladly accepted the pizza. It was hard crust, double cheese with roasted chicken and extra spicy sauce. Her favourite. She smiled and thanked Raiden. He knew she was upset so he got her favourite pizza.
Jessica excused herself and went to the kitchen to make drinks for everyone.
They sat in comfortable silence for a while before he moved closer to her and put an arm around her shoulders pulling her to his chest and tightly hugged her.
"You must be under so much pressure right now, just relax for a while." His gentle voice echoed like a beautiful ballad in her ears. She found herself melting in his embrace. She wanted to savor the moment as much as possible for that she knew she might not get a chance like that ever again.
Blair was introduced to the Cartiers while preparing for her wedding. Calvin's mom Joanne was a wonderful lady in her sixties. She had big green eyes, tanned skin and greying hair. Very sweet and well spoken. Rachel, Emma and Maya, wives of the three sons of family, Denver, Elvis and James respectively. Jackie, his fierce and outspoken sister, whom Blair found to be a little intimidating at first and her wife Venessa, the last daughter in law of the family and a well known movie producer. She got a chance to meet Albert when he visited her uncle in the hospital. He was tall with an intimidating aura and deep voice but his kind smile and gentle eyes made her like him. She also met James once when he came to pick up Maya in between their dress selection because they had to go somewhere. First thing she noticed about him was that how good looking he was with his curly dark hair, hazel eyes and well defined jaw line.
Unlike the wedding that was limited to close friends and family, the reception hall was full of people. Blair changed her white wedding gown to a floor length red mermaid dress which hugged her hourglass figure with perfection till her thighs, after which it fell to her legs like a waterfall, with spaghetti strap sleeves and V neck. Her hair was free from the bun, her makeup was the same, except her plump lips that were coated red, similar to her dress. Calvin also changed out of his tuxedo and bow tie to a three piece dark red, velvet suit to match her dress. His hair was gelled and styled upwards which gave him a fatal look. But it wasn't her husband Blair was paying attention to. Her chocolaty eyes were searching for a certain dark eyed, pale skinned person admist of them greeting the guests. "Congratulations Blair, Mr. Cartier." There he was. Looking as handsome as ever in his formal suit. She gave him a shy smile, Biting the
Calvin's house was gigantic for one person. It was a two floored mansion, with about five rooms and an indoor swimming pool. The decorations, the furniture, the designing, everything screamed money. It was all so modern, almost futuristic. Surprisingly, the house looked very bright. She thought he would be a dark colours type of guy but his house was painted baby blue and white with matching furniture. She loved the place. They were standing in the living room. A was huge, a long blue couch with two small ones at the side and a glass table in between was placed in the centre of the room. The front wall was a collage of framed pictures. Family photos, graduation photos, school pictures and even some random shots were placed precisely on the wall. Kitchen was included in the living room. The stove was electric and sensory, cabinets had well designed sunmica on them, counter was made of pure white marble in a U shape. And at the end of the counter, an expensive table cl
The digital clock on the table said 7:30 when Blair woke up. 'What is this place?' she thought, noticing the unfamiliar surroundings. Memories from the previous day flooded in her mind. She was in her new room, their room. The place next to her was empty meaning Calvin was already up. She changed into her workout clothes, a fitted tank top and black leggings and went towards the rooftop to follow her daily yoga and meditation session. The rooftop was wide and broad, there was a lot of space. She spread her mat and putting on some classical music, she began her routine. Seeing the wide area of rooftop, she thought of something. The place was perfect for gardening. Maybe she could plant some fragrant flowers and a few herbs and vegetables. She trusted her brain to remind her later to talk about this with Calvin. Walking back to their room, she couldn't see him anymore. He wasn't in his study or at the mini gym and not even at the pool. This left only two places, kitche
Blair was crying. While sitting in a puddle of soapy water and surrounded by dirty clothes. The person who claim she could fight voldemort was crying, because of laundry. It had been days since they got married and Blair was having time of life while living with Calvin. He was just so active in household work. She didn't have to lift a finger and not to forget his five star Michelin like food. She felt guilty for not helping around the house so she volenteered to do the grocery shopping but Calvin made her stop after one day because she messed up between scallions and wild reek. Which 'absolutely ruined his special dish' in his words. She didn't understand what the deal was, both were long and green. Since that day she would always accompany him to the market to learn 'the art of grocery shopping'. Again, his words. Now, there was one thing that was bothering her. The pile of dirty clothes that she had gathered. She didn't know how to do laundry. She thought of asking Mary or Tris
"All of you are fucking useless!" Britney screamed pointing at the 3 suit cled men in front of her. She stomped her pumps on the tiled floor in frustration. Frustrated that those three men with wide range of connections weren't able to get her brother out of jail. "We tried our best mam but the case is too strong. The prosecution really made sure not to leave any loop holes. Even bribing the higher ups didn't help." One of the men spoke bowing down his head. She let out a long breath. She was furious. They were one of the most powerful and feared families of the country and suddenly because of a rookie lawyer her brother went to jail and their relevance began to fade? She couldn't accept it. Those higher ups who mooched off their money were now covering like rats, hiding behind the fake masks of honesty and patriotism. 'Of course they would do that, after all they are getting praises without
"This is so tiring." Blair sighed while shifting her weight from one leg to another. Her heels were making her legs ache. Well, they are called killer heels for a reason. "Then you shouldn't have wore six inches of heels." Calvin nagged. Even the sight of those strappy maroon heels looked painful. He looked around searching for a place to sit but everything was occupied. He called over a waiter and asked him to arrange an extra chair. She gave him a greatful smile. His thoughtfulness somehow made her feel special. If only she didn't already love someone else, she would have fallen for him the day they met. "Hey there, hotstuff." A familiar voice made them both tum around. "Did you miss me baby?" Blair smiled wide and squeezed her into a bone crushing hug. She looked pretty as always in her thigh length black bodycon dress. Jessica was the most beautiful women she had ever seen. Wi
"Everydaaaayyyyyy, all I wanna have is fun, fun, fun. Fun anywayyyyy, so just come and join us one by one." "Looks like someone woke up on the right side of the bed today." Calvin's amused voice interrupted Blair's happy singing session. He was enjoying her off tune singing white drinking his glass of milk. She was all ready for her work wearing a lemon yellow blazer and pants with white shirt. Her long hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail with bangs on her forehead. She wore minimalistic makeup, just some eyeliner and cherry flavoured lip tint. She was making a special milk coffee. "The coffee machine at the firm broke down yesterday." "What a strange reason to be happy but I won't judge." He licked his lips clean of any traces of milk. She prepared an extra cup of coffee and placed it in front of him. Before he could protest, she interveined, <