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 inside of her cheek. Raiden and Jessica greeted them.
"This is Raiden Kingston, my boss and his sister and my friend Jessica Kingston." Blair introduced.
"Mr. Cartier, congratulations on your wedding. From now on, you are my brother in law. Please look after my best friend here." Jessica said, gesturing both of her hands towards Blair.
Calvin let out a deep chuckle. "Don't worry, Ms. Kingston, I will certainly take very good care of my wife." He assured, giving Blair a sweet smile. She didn't know how to respond so she just smiled back with a nod.
Raiden's eyes went down towards Calvin's hand which rested firmly at Blair's small waist. He clenched his fist and pressed his lips together before quickly moving his gaze back to their faces. But he wasn't quick enough to escape Calvin's observing eyes.
Calvin used his arm to pull Blair a little closer, just to see Raiden's reaction. After watching his shifting face, Calvin smirked inwardly, confirming his suspicions.
'So it's a boss employee love story huh? Cute.'
"Ladies and gentlemen, now I would like to request our new couple to show us a sweet dance." Jackie's voice boomed in the microphone and the hall erupted in claps and cheers.
Calvin kept wearing a smile while they got in position for dancing. One of his hands stayed on her waist while the other intervened their fingers. Her hand felt so small against his. She placed her free hand over his velvet suit as they swayed with the soft, romantic music.
With their proximity, he could easily smell her sweet lavender scent. She stared at his eyes, they looked more gorgeous, closed up. For some reason they didn't feel awkward.
All that time, the smile never left his face.
"Mr. Cartier?" She finally spoke up in a small voice, unable to take it anymore. He hummed in response, staring right back at her.
"No offense but can you stop smiling, it's getting creepy."
Calvin's thoughts stopped for a moment. He just got married and the first thing his wife says to him is that his smile is creepy. Weirdly, he found it funny. He leaned in to whisper in her ears,
"You should smile too, Mrs. Cartier, everyone is watching."
She looked around to see multiple pairs of eyes on them. There were whisperings like 'Oh such a cute couple', 'Their kids would have superior genes', 'Its just another business marriage' and much more.
She looked back at him and stretched her lips into an awkward grin. He nodded his head in approval, still holding that smile. And with that they continued to dance.
Blair shared a dance with all the Cartier men. Albert insisted her to call him 'dad' to which she gladly agreed.
Out of the remaining three Cartier brothers, Denver was the mature and understanding one, Elvis was shy and quite but also witty and sarcastic. Lastly, James was funny and friendly who also had a way with words.
James shared some of Calvin's secrets with her. His exact words were, "Calvin loves eating, it's his hobby. Though he tries to act tough, he actually cried while watching the Titanic. In short, he's like a big teddy bear," he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "even though he looks like Annabelle."
It was the time to leave. They walked towards where their families were standing and greeted everyone. Miguel hugged Blair quietly and let out a few tears.
He took Calvin's hand in his and said, "Please look after my little girl."
"You don't have to worry at all, uncle. Blair is now my responsibility."
She didn't know if he was being genuine or was he just that good at acting but his words made her feel a little flutter in her chest.
She looked at him and smiled greatfully. They made eye contact, he smiled back.
"If he causes any trouble, just tell me okay?" Albert said patting Calvin's back due to which he playfully rolled his eyes.
"I'll keep that in mind, dad."
With everyone's well wishes, they went on their way towards his house. The car ride could be summed up in one word, which is 'awkward'. She kept staring out of the window, same as him. No one said anything.
"I'm Blair." She didn't know what came up to her to suddenly burst out those words.
"I know." He chuckled amusingly.
Of course he would know. That was such a stupid move. She mentally scolded herself. 'I should have just kept quiet ugh!'
"I am Calvin." He said after a while, giving her that creepy grin once again. She really thought he was doing it on purpose to freak her out.
"I know that too."
After that, silence. Pin drop silence. Until Blair spoke again, "your family," she broke the silence. "they are really sweet." She meant it. In a short period of time she had gotten close with them. Being an only child, she never knew the joy of having a big family. She was touched by how they accepted her with open arms.
He nodded and smiled fondly. "They really are. Every month we have family dinners, we have a great time together. You will love it too." He smiled at her. But this time it wasn't creepy or playful. It was a genuine, honey filled smile.
She found it cute how endearingly he talked about his family. Afterall, women love a family man.
The ride continued in silence. But now, it wasn't awkward anymore. Though they kept quiet, it was a comfortable silence. Something that she enjoyed. He had broken the stereotype she held for him.
Maybe, this would not be as bad as she thought.
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,
"One bucket of chicken wings, also a plate of white sauce pasta and a large potato garlic cheese bites." Blair looked at the boy in front of her, flabbergasted. He was ordering one after other, eating like he had never seen food in his life. "Slow down Wan, first finish what has been served." It would be a shame if all that food went to waste. Wan tried to say something but only muffled sounds came out. He finally swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "You might not treat me after what I am about to tell you." Wan was her informer. Just a 19 years old kid who was very sneaky and resourceful. He used to be a part of a local gang of thieves but left everything after he started working for her. He had made some loyal friends there, who came out to be very useful for getting information. Blair kept moving her leg in impatience while he sat there eating peacefully. She had asked him to look for Stephanie. It had bee
Blair moaned in pain. Her head was killing her. She looked around to find herself in their room. She couldn't remember anything from the previous night except that she went out drinking with Jessica. After that, everything was blank. As usual, Calvin wasn't in the room. Thinking that he must be at the pool taking laps like he always did every other morning, she began her routine. She searched all over the house but Calvin was nowhere to be found. He didn't pick up his phone nor he left any message about his whereabouts. There was no food in the kitchen and the dishwasher was also empty, meaning he didn't cook. 'He didn't even have breakfast.' A part of her was was getting worried. 'There must be an emergency, that's why he left like that.' She assured herself. ... Loving someone who doesn't love you back, that thing hurts. But you know what hurts more? Loving someone who's already in love wit