Grayson drove into his parents mansion with Yara at the front seat. It was exactly three days after their court marriage and he knew he had to do something real quick before that insane cousin of his- Xavier who now frequented his company would do something silly. He came down and walked to the other side of his car to open the car for Yara who was dressed in a sea green, v-neck long flowing gown that had a slit running from the middle of her thighs down to her legs.At first, she had refused it when he came over at her place this morning to pick her up. Her excuse was that he had already given her enough. But after their push and pull with words, she grudgingly accepted it.Yara came down from the car with a plastic smile on her face. You would think it's genuine but Grayson knew it wasn't. It was simply what part of what she had to do.Smile whenever they're together in public even when she doesn't feel like. Laugh at any slightest joke his parents make (cause they loved believing
Yara quickly looked away and slipped back into the room she was told to stay in. She felt her heart rise and fall as she threw her head back and muttered cuss words. She fucking messed up.She had been right inside here all along. It was almost tiring staying here while she knew nothing that was going on there. So she decided to leave the room and have a good stretch. But unfortunately that was when Tiffany exited the living room and for no just reason turned towards her direction and locked eyes with her. She had tried to make herself as invincible as possible. But the damn witch must have felt a presence in the hallway, or maybe walked with her instinct which made her to turn just then. Yara felt like melting when their eyes locked. She was grateful that the hallway was dimly lit. Though she knew the lady must have seen her. Holding her breathe, she took few steps towards the left and quickly disappeared into the room she was told to wait in. She sanked her butt into the soft
Yara wasn't really happy with the outcome of their meeting with his parents who seemed to have their mind fixed on Tiffany. It was expected, though. Rich people usually go for those in their level. She was quite pleased that she didn't get insolent remarks. Mr and Mrs Dolan had been initially harsh, but tuned down later when they began talking. Yara knew it was all a facade when Grayson flashed her a smile and opened the door for her to enter the car. He had been really angry after her confession to Mr Dolan as regards how they met each other but he did a good job masking it from his parents. Not her.He slammed the door shut and waved at Madam Elle who stood few inches away waving at them. She had been directing the maids on where to move the flower pots her mistress had brought home yesterday evening.Yara swiped through her phone screen, typed in her password and began texting Cara. She was going to ask her if she was around, so she'd branch and have a good talk with her while e
"I think it's the delivery guy." Cara sprang up from the bed, swiping through her phone screen before going to check the door. Yara felt her stomach rumbling as she felt herself getting too excited. It was weird to believe that she was that hyper because she was soon going to eat the food she craved most for, at the moment.She watched Cara leave the room entirely, to obviously not let the man have even a glance at the chaotic state of her room. The door opened and Cara re-entered with a bag while doing some silly dance moves and making funny faces at Yara. "Oh darling, what if I fall. Will you make me fly?" Cara sanged, laughing at her terrible her own voice sounded as she turned to ensure that she had closed the door."Stop being silly and come over here." Yara stated with a smile, tapping at the spot Cara sat before."The sheets could get stained. Let's eat on the table." Cara said, dropping the bag on the table.Yara sighed lazily. She wanted to eat on the bed but she had no ch
Yara got home excited but weak. She didn't have a good night rest yesterday because she was nervous about meeting Grayson's parents. She had expected his parents to be worse than he was. But they weren't as terrible as she thought.She walked into her room to change into a more comfortable dress when the words of Cara rang in her ears. She tried ignoring it by sighing and briefly closing her eyes. But it got worse.She knew she was messing with her future. She was meant to check in at Oscaris after the what happened that day but she was too disappointed in herself and the first few weeks after she had discovered about her pregnancy, life hadn't been easy for her.Her ass sank into the soft bed and she gently rubbed her temples. She wanted to call the lady she met at the fashion event who had gushed about Coco Columbia having a life performance. But it occurred to her that they didn't swap numbers. Joyce had asked her not to bother paying back the money she spent on her medical bills
The summer sun felt like a hearth-side shawl. As Yara walked into the car Grayson had sent to pick her up, the cool feel of the breeze on her skin was a contrast to the scorching sun.She sighed in satisfaction as she listened to the song playing on the stereo. Today was going to be a busy one for her.Grayson had informed her that there was no need wasting time and waiting for his parents consent. He was going to speak louder with his actions. So they'd be aware of how serious he was about not having anything to do with Tiffany. But Yara had asked the driver to take her to the weaver service center where the students of Textile designing alongside those of Fashion designing were asked to get to, by seven am today for practical. This was where she was returning from, with the intention of branching at Oscaris Fashion Company headquarters before going back home to finish up parking her stuffs. And then leave for Grayson's house.The weaver service center that had been to was definite
She slowly walked inside, holding Mrs Greene's eyes before turning to shut the door behind her. The secretary adjusted her glasses and went back typing on her laptop. Yara didn't know what meaning to read into this. Was the woman annoyed by her appearance? Or was she just busy at the moment and needed no distraction?Whatever the reason was, she was here already and would face whatever that'd happen. "It's been a long while, Miss Martinez. Have a seat." Mrs Greene spoke up when Yara walked towards her desk. Adjusting her dress and sinking her butt into one of the seats opposite Mrs Greene, Yara crossed her legs and let out a low, nervous sigh."I must apologize for not showing up after the press event. I've been literally choked up with projects." She lied.Mrs Greene chuckled as though she could see through the lie. "Your contract would have been terminated if you hadn't showed up sixty days later. It's past a month now. And you're a few days lucky from getting kicked off and sued
A petite red haired lady on a sapphire blue jumpsuit and black heels walked out of the office two doors away from Mrs Greene's. The front curls of her hair dangled as she walked straight to the office between that of the CEO and Mrs Greene, without sparing Yara a glance. Yara decided she must be the assistant secretary. She walked quickly towards the door where she stood inches away from, few minutes ago.Tucking a stray hair behind her right ear, she knocked on the door thrice and pushed it open. The man must have been exhausted to meet with anyone now. But it was his order that she should go see him whenever she comes around. Yara stared at Mr Fel briefly as she walked towards his desk. His eyes were glued on her as well. She never really thought she had checked this man out before. Perhaps, she noticed stuffs like him being a brunet. His aquiline nose and tanned skin. But right now she was seeing a digger version of her boss. His rich brown hair was handsomely styled to suit