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, kitchen and living room. 'He must be there.' thinking that, she headed for a shower.
As expected, he was in the kitchen, arranging the breakfast table. There were scrambled eggs, pancakes with chocolate syrup, sausages, toast, jam and butter. Her mouth started to water at the sight of the delicious looking, well prepared food. And the lingering smell in the air didn't help either.
"Good morning." She greeted walking closer to the counter.
"Morning. You want some coffee?" He asked pouring a glass of cold, fresh milk and placing it on the table.
"No, I'll take milk with some sugar." He poured another glass and after asking her preference, mixed up a spoon full of sugar in it. Stirring diligently, he sat it in front of her.
"You didn't tell me you had a cook." She said, placing herself on the cushioned, metal chair.
"The cook is right in front of your eyes. Say, hello." He placed a hand on his chest and waved the other one in the air with stretching his lips from ear to ear in a proud grin.
"No way! You can cook?" She stared at him in disbelief, moving her eyes back and forth to the food and then to him. Though it was a simple breakfast, the way it was presented looked like a professional chef made it.
Eggs were spread evenly in the white ceramic plate with ketchup drizzled on top. Four sausages were fried and cut into even pieces, arranged in perfect parallel lines. The flawlessly cooked pancakes stacked on top of eachother with chocolate syrup dripping down from the edges looked so tempting.
'Does he always eats like this?' she wondered. A part of her questioned if he did all that because of her but her thoughts were quickly shut down by his statement.
"Don't think too much, I like my food fancy."
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"It's a good news sir, yesterday after your and Mrs. Andrews-Cartier's wedding was officially finalized, our stock rates went up by 60% overnight." Nora presented the statistics to him in her iPad. He nodded his head. It was a huge deal, considering that the merger wasn't in action yet, legally.
"Also, we have received multiple offers from various real estate agencies, they want to join hands with us. And C&J group send in a contract today. They have accepted our offer. Once you put our stamp on it, all three of their luxury hotel buildings will be ours." She placed the contract on his desk.
"Wow, that's a lot for one day." He chuckled amusingly. Their market value had peaked overnight because now they had gotten hold of the biggest construction company in the country. Their marriage really did turn out to be useful.
"I'll have a look into this, meanwhile shortlist all the real estate agencies that can be most useful to us and bring it to me."
"Yes sir."
"And Nora," she turned around to give him a curious look. "Please sent someone in to clean this up." He gestured towards the spacious visitors couch which was filled with bouquets of various colours and sizes, congratulating him on his wedding. "Someone might think I am a handsome florist. Such a waste of flowers tsk." He sighed.
It wasn't like he hated flowers or something but their presence made everything look messy and moreover they also attracted bees. And he hated any type of insects.
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"Wow Blair, look at you all glowing!" Alice, her co-worker's annoying voice said. Blair mentally rolled her eyes. Since the morning she had people coming up to her congratulating and asking questions which annoyed her. Alice was definitely the worst of all.
"Bet you had lots of fun with your husband Last night. How about you tell me something? Did it feel good?" She winked.
'How about we don't discuss my practically non existent sex life?' She wanted to fire back. And fun? Well she did have fun having a comfortable sleep. Maybe that was making her glow.
She chuckled awkwardly, "That's a weird question Alice, let's talk about something else." She hoped Alice would drop the conversation. How was she supposed to know if it was good or not when they never did anything in the first place. Having a physical relationship with Calvin was something she never thought of. Ofcourse he was tall, dark and handsome but not her type. She had only one type, which was Raiden.
"By the way, why are you here? Shouldn't you be at your honeymoon?"
"I am working on an important case with Mr. Kingston right now. So we agreed on going when we both are free." It was a lie. They never discussed the topic of honeymoon. She was pretty sure he must have dreaded the idea as much as her. Meaning, why would he be interested in her when he had models lining up for him.
Blair knew she was pretty but she could never compare herself to the women he dated previously. Tall height, long legs and faces as small as an eraser. That was his type. How could her 5'4 self ever set side by side with those 5'10 women.
"Blair, mr. Kingston is calling you in his office."
Her ears perked up at Raiden's name. She immediately stood up and walked to his office. When she saw him, she smiled immediately. No matter how she was feeling, the sight of him would always made her better.
He began talking about the property dispute case they had been working on and she took in every drop of information. As he spoke he kept stealing glances at her. He noticed how she was being all smiley in the beginning and found it cute. She thought she hid her feelings well but she really didn't. And he loved it .
He loved how naturally rosy cheeks turned a shade darker around him. How she made adorable excuses everytime he caught her staring. He loved everything about her. He loved just sitting there, staring at her beautiful face. He loved her.
In the past, there was a reason why he couldn't admit to his feelings but now, when he finally found the perfect time, that damned Cartier came out of nowhere snatching away what was originally his. And now she sat there wearing a ring of someone else's name.
No, it was unacceptable. The thought of her being with someone else, another guy putting his hands on her was unacceptable to him. Just the thought of her living together with another man made him furious.
'This won't do." He thought. He needed to take back what was originally his.
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
"Honey you should think about it once again." Martha begged her husband. She did not agree to his decision regarding the division of their property between Aaron and Blair. She tried again and again to make him change his mind but he did not budge. "There is nothing to think about, Martha." He replied calmly, trying not to snap at his wife's behaviour. She was being stubborn and hating on Blair for no reason, like always. He had told her multiple times that he was not fond of her behaviour but she never listened. "All of these, this house, our company, everything was established by Blair's father, how can I not give her anything when everything is hers in the first place." "Your brother died years ago and since then you are the one who has handled everything. All these is the fruit of your hard work." She argued back motioning her hands around their luxurious bedroom. "Think about Aaron, you should put
"Come on, don't think too much, I am your best friend and I deserve to go first." Jessica leaned in and opened her mouth wide at Blair. Blair was about to put the piece of red velvet cake in her friend's mouth when Aaron grabbed her hand. "What about me? I am you cousin, give it to me." He tried to take a bite but Jessica pushed him back. "Don't play your family card here." She warned with narrowed eyes. "Let them be, just give it to me. I am your boss after all." Raiden wishpered in between Jessica and Aaron's argument causing them both to look at him with a are-you-serious expression. "On the other note," Jessica started, "I think Raiden should get a chance to be the first to taste the cake, after all he is the oldest one here." She teased. Raiden rolled his eyes at his sister's comment. "On a second thought, I don't think I want to eat this." Aaron laughed at his pet