"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 moving a muscle.'
"On top of it," one of the men started "The merger between Andrew Constructions and Cartier Empire has officially been legalized. They are having a celebration to announce it to the world."
When had she found out that it was the heiress of Andrew Constructions who was the reason behind her brother's arrest, she was determined to bring the Andrews family to the ground and would have succeeded in doing so if only the Cartiers didn't interfere.
Having the Cartier family in picture made everything harder. They were the only ones who could be set side by side with the Chases. The difference was, Cartiers had a good, spotless image while Chases were the total opposite.
"I DON'T CARE! I WANT MY DAD BACK!" The girl standing behind her screeched. Her high pitched voice echoed in the huge study room.
"You will honey," Britney said in a loving tone. "But we need some time. Don't you want that girl to suffer for what she did to us?"
The girl nodded, making her blonde ponytail bounce. "I do. I want her her to suffer until she comes to us begging on her knees but not just her. Also her husband, Calvin Cartier. You know how much I hate him right?"
"Yes, my baby. He will also pay for what he did." Britney caressed her face with gentle hands. "Find someone who hates him as much as us." She commanded, her blue eyes screamed dominance.
"There might be someone like that mam." A man took out his phone and raised it up to meet her gaze. She took a good look at the picture he showed.
"That heiress, has a lover."
...
"Why are you so slow? Are you a sloth?" Blair whined sitting on the edge of their bed while Calvin stood in front of the mirror, styling his hair. The had to go to the manor for the announcement party.
She tend to do everything fast, she was all done with her wine coloured outfit, hair and makeup within 30minutes. On the other hand, he leisurely took his time getting ready. Trying on six different shirts before finally picking one. Being a naturally impatient person, his slow pace really annoyed her.
"Why are you so impatient, are you a time bomb?" He mocked, now moving to the drawer to pick out the perfect watch. 'Time bomb? That's the best he could come up with?'
"All done, let's go." He said, looking at his reflection with a satisfied smile.
"Finally!"
"I heard that."
"That's why I said it out aloud."
...
"Are you doing well? Aaron asked as he hugged her. She nodded her head. And felt his hand caressing her hair. Though they were the same age, he always acted like a big brother towards her. At first he was worried about her getting married but seeing her all happy and smiling at the party put him at ease.
She hugged Miguel as well and gave Martha a small smile. Martha just ignored her for a good second but finally gave her a stiff smile after noticing Calvin raising his eyebrows at her.
"Hey Cal, looking for as average as always!" James said holding a smug smile when they went over to greet the Cartiers. Calvin rolled his eyes.
"Hey James, being as annoying as always." He shot back.
"Don't you get tired of him?" He asked Maya in an attempt to get back at James.
"Oh it's so tough to handle him." Maya answered laughing. James made a face at his wife and sipped his wine. Blair watched them with amusement. She enjoyed watching them being playful, teasing eachother, being a happy family.
Though she had Miguel and Aaron with her, they rarely ever got to live a happy family moment. Mainly because Martha wasn't very fond of her and never failed to remind her about the fact. There were lots of times when she felt like an outsider interrupting their family.
She was lost in thoughts when a voice called her name. She smiled wide at his sight. All of her sad thoughts disappeared just by looking at him. Raiden walked towards her wearing a similar smile. She introduced him to the Cartier family.
" Mr. Kingston, I have heard a lot about you. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Albert said, extending out his hand which Raiden shook gladly.
"The pleasure is all mine, sir."
Calvin secretly rolled his eyes and mimicked him without making any sound. The moment he saw Elvis giving him a weird look, he knew he got caught. He thanked God, it wasn't James or Jackie, or else they would hold it to his neck for the rest of his life.
For a reason he couldn't understand, Raiden's presence really annoyed him. He wanted to get away from there. With an excuse of greeting other guests, he took Blair's hand and they both walking away.
When they were a good distance away from his family, he spoke."I have to say you are quite bold, introducing your lover to your in laws." He said in a low voice, bending down his knees a little so she could hear him properly. His voice was monotonous but his thoughts were not.
"He's my boss, not my lover." She replied, not sparing him a glace. He scoffed internally at her excuse. That was the lamest excuse he had ever heard. Did she really expected him to believe that bullshit?
"So, your boss makes you blush and smile like crazy. Am I right?" There was something about his tone which made her frown. He sounded bitter? Annoyed? Cranky? She couldn't figure out.
"Why are you acting like a jealous husband?" She just said that to piss him off, not knowing that it might be the truth.
"You wish."
For a moment, he questioned his response. Was he really feeling jealous? He didn't like how Blair didn't even bother to look at him but her eyes always lit up seeing Raiden.
Jealousy was the last thing he would admit to. The words 'Calvin Cartier' and 'jealousy' didn't go in the same sentence. Never did he ever felt jealous for a woman. It was impossible.
According to his family, he had always been a jealous kid who cried whenever his mom paid someone else more attention then him. Till he turned 3 it was hard for his dad or his brothers to even get close to Joanne in his presence.
But this was different. He wasn't a baby anymore. It felt different. The burning feeling in his body was foreign to him and he didn't like it. For the first time in his life, he was experiencing jealousy.
'You really are something else, Mrs. Cartier.'
"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
“Alright guys, it’s my birthday so my treat.” Blair said cutting the argument between Jessica-Aaron duo and Raiden. Jessica booed at her words, moving her fists in the air as a sign of protest. Aaron leaned back in his chair to prevent Jessica’s hand from hitting him. “Come on Raiden, it was your idea for us to go out and celebrate Blair’s birthday so according to the rules, you have to pay.” Aaron justified his statement by moving his hand in the air making random gestures. Raiden sighed in defeat. It had always been like that. Every time they got together, Aaron and Jessica would team up against him and Blair. Though he acted annoyed, he secretly enjoyed it because he always got to have Blair by his side. Blair felt grateful towards Raiden for his thoughtful action. He never failed to seem perfect in her eyes. His handsome, prince like visuals, responsible nature, dominant aura and sexy brain, everything was just so attractive. She always felt happy being a
Nora Park sat on her desk outside Calvin’s office. She pushed her short hair out of her face and continued to skim through the papers her boss had asked her to double check. Past some days had been very hectic for her as Calvin suddenly became way more workaholic. He came in early and left late because of which she also had to work overtime frequently. “Good afternoon, Nora.” She looked up to see the oldest Cartier heir looking down at her. She stood up and gave him a professional smile. “Good afternoon to you too, sir.” “Calvin is in there?” Denver questioned pointing his thumb towards the cabin. After hearing Nora’s positive response he proceeded to walk towards his brother’s office but stopped when she called him. “I am sorry sir but Mr. Cartier has asked me not to let anyone inside his office.” He frowned at her statement. “Is something wrong with him?” “He keeps on sighing every two minutes, works overtime and doesn’t even