I truly believe that when I told Aebischer about the tattoo he was honestly stunned and surprised by it, and hey, I don't blame him. It probably brought back memories of his grandparents that let through a momentary weakness because he'd cleared his throat and massaged his eyes, looking down for a long time as the whole room had quietened down and everyone just watched him, anticipating his response and reaction.
As the seconds went on, I felt like I had been stupid. There was no way that this was going to work. I thought he was going to turn around and kill me, and his father would probably be more than happy to help. I began to slightly panic and my heart began to pound against my chest from anxiety before he straightened up and told me that we were leaving. He didn’t even glance back at his family or say a thank you for the gifts and birthday cake, he simply strode out of there and I quickly said goodbye before I rushed after him.
Do you know that feeling of home? Where home isn't necessarily a place but it's a person? That feeling when you've reached a certain age, look around you and the life you live, and you realise that the people around you are the people you lean on for support and the people who are behind your success? When you look at the company surrounding you and know that they are the reason you are where you are in life and you just can't picture your life without them?Usually those people that were your support are rarely your friends. Those people can sometimes just be your single parent who raised you, your grandmother who shared her bedroom with you or your siblings who lived in the same home as you.I'm grateful that I've gotten this love and support from my friends. Mostly because we're all the same and what brought me and my friends closer was the challenges and traumas we've been through in life. We all have one thing common and tha
"You need to hurry up, madam," Martina rushed me as I ran around the room like a headless chicken, screaming over my shoulder about trying to find the perfect pair of shoes."Help me look for my other shoe!" I replied, frustrated that she was breathing down my neck instead of actually helping me get dressed so I can head on out to the car."Madam, a pair of Alexander McQueen heels were laid out neatly for you," Martina replied."I'm tired of heels, Martina," I said honestly to her, as I stood up straight and picked up the pair of tekkies (sneakers/trainers), "I just want to be comfortable for once," I said to her and slipped into the shoes and let out a breath of relief before I stood up and smiled, doing a spin for her."How do I look?" I asked her as I tried to bite back my smile unable to hide my happy mood. I felt lighter and happier after meeting with my best frie
"Ah, the future Mrs Aebischer," the planner, Ruperta said as she saw me, a smile on her face as I entered the luxurious penthouse, "it's so lovely to see you again," she said as we hugged briefly and air kissed, "you're just on time for the appointment.""That's great," I said, faking a smile, "I'd like to get the show on the road.""Are you excited to see your wedding dress?" She asked me as we walked alongside each other and I smoothed my hands over the skirt that I was wearing."Uh, yeah," I said, hating that I faltered but she didn't seem to notice because she was buzzing with excitement."I must say Mrs Aebischer, I've seen plenty of beautiful dresses but yours far surpasses an
I haven’t had as much of a good time than I had last night in a very long time. We went to one of the most famous strip clubs in Zurich and danced, partied and consumed so much alcohol and gateway drugs that I can't remember the better half of the night. Everything after a particular sexy male stripper danced on my lap is a complete blur and I'm glad that I don’t remember anything because I know how I get when I'm drunk. I can't handle my alcohol and have never been able to ever since I started drinking. So I'm pretty certain I was dancing on strip poles last night or tossed my underwear into the wild crowd. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time that happened.Back in my early twenties, I could go drinking first thing in the morning and an hour later I was in class or already able to walk around like nothing happened. But now that I'm in my thirties, the side effects of alcohol are a pain in the ass. One drink is enough to have
"You're not going to hit it," I whispered, trying to get through to Dolffe so that he'd miss the shot.That's how we've been playing this game of golf. When the next person steps up and tried to make their shot, everyone screams and says discouraging things to them to get them distracted so that they miss and I hate to admit it, but Dolffe knows exactly what he's doing.I'm a little bit more than tipsy because I can't play golf to save my life. I've had about five shots already and I'm a lightweight so I already feel like the world is spinning around me and I need a moment to sit down but I can't have Dolffe getting this shot."You won't make it!" Danuser yelled, standing right by Dolffe's ear, not abiding to the rules of a foot's distance from the one who's trying to play."Don't listen to them!" Dyrc yelled back, "you can do this!""Well I
"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," Beverly sang as she strutted into my bedroom and rushed to Brinney instead of me and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, I mean, and you," she said with a head tilt before a smile grew across her face and she came to hug me."How are you?" I asked her as she sat down on my bed and took off her high heels."I'm good," she said to me and then smiled at me, "but you're the one I should be worried about, your wedding's in a couple of weeks. I mean, what, you have two weeks left?""A little bit more than two weeks actually," I corrected her, as if that would help my case but I know damn well that's very little time."Hm," she placed her hand beneath her chin, "are you planning on striking any time soon because, now's the time?" She asked me and I bit my bottom lip and then nodded."Yes, I am. I just...I just n
"What are you doing here?" Aebischer asked in surprise as I walked around his office and gawked at the amazing designs."Your office looks so futuristic and expensive," I said honestly, ignoring his question as I looked around, "so this entire building is yours?" I asked him as I walked to the window and looked all the way down before I looked around and saw that we were in the tallest building in this city and I was able to see almost every single thing from this view."Ok, seriously, how did you get in here?" He asked me as he stood up and frowned, and I smiled up at him."I told them my name and within a second, I was escorted to a lift and here I am," I shrugged as I took off my sunglasses and placed them on top of my bald head, "you know, when you told me you were a businessman I thought you were like "drug businessman", but not like "have an entire skyscraper and employees in suits and whi
"Whe- where's the car?" I asked as we both stepped out of the restaurant and I looked around, not seeing the Bentley that had dropped Aebischer and I off. It was supposed to be right here at the door."Bloody hell," I heard Aebischer complain and I saw him from the corner of my eye as he took out his cell phone from his pocket and began typing on it before he put it to his ear.I looked around, "and it's raining," I yelled over the rain, "tell them to get here quick!" I yelled a bit too loudly at Aebischer and he narrowed his eyes at me as he talked on the phone."Well, what did he say?" I asked him as he cut the call and he looked at me."That he has a flat tyre and he doesn't know how that happened," he said as he scrolled through his phone, "I'm calling the other drivers, they'll be here as soon as possible."I looked at the downpour