Beauty swallowed hard, trying to brace herself as Kathy reached her desk. "You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?" Kathy spat, her voice dripping with disdain.“Excuse me?”She replied, nervously.This is definitely about the chocolate bar!Beauty said in her head."You just had to sit there with him, ruining his mood. Bruno loves being alone during lunch, but no, you had to go and irritate him with your……... presence."She scoffed in disgust.Beauty was stunned at first then arched her brows.“Sir Bruno never complained,so why are……”Kathy cut her off before she could finish her question."Do you really think someone like you belongs at the same table as Bruno? I mean, look at you!" Kathy sneered, her eyes raking over Beauty’s figure with contempt."You’re nothing but an eyesore, sitting there with your fat and ugliness. You should’ve just left him alone instead of forcing him to endure your pathetic company.”Beauty felt a lump form in her throat, her eyes stinging with tear
“I want to talk about what you did to Beauty today.”Kathy rolled her eyes, already dismissing the conversation. “If you’re here to defend your whale friend, you’re wasting your time”.She smirked. “Oh, please shut up, you insecure bully”.Jessie snapped.The word hung in the air, sharp, and cutting.Kathy’s smirk faltered slightly, but she quickly recovered, keeping her expression neutral.“Ugly? Bully? Don't make me laugh…. I’m just telling it like it is honey. Someone has to put people like her in their place.”She smiled.Jessie’s hands clenched into fists, she so much wanted to punch that bitch on the face, but she kept her composure.“No, Kathy. You’re not telling it like it is; Beauty is, in fact, very beautiful ,more beautiful than you with your makeup and all the surgery and personalized daily beauty monitor and treatments, you paid heavily to look like shit and Beauty naturally has it all that's why you feel intimidated and bully her”.“Excuse me what? If I wanted to be li
The entire day had been a nightmare for Beauty and the tears she had tried to hold back in the office flowed freely as soon as she stepped into the back seat of the taxi. She cried silently, her body trembling as Kathy’s mockery words and the laughter of her coworkers replayed in her mind.The taxi driver noticed her distress but wisely kept quiet, focusing on the road as Beauty quietly sobbed, wiping her eyes with the sleeves of her blouse. Beauty couldn’t understand why Kathy hated her so much or why everyone else seemed to enjoy her humiliation.Is it a crime to be a plus size?How is her weight offensive to them?She had always been nice to everyone around her.What did she do to deserve such treatment since kindergarten?By the time the taxi pulled up to her place, Beauty’s eyes were swollen, and her face was streaked with tears.She paid the driver, murmuring a thank you as she stepped out of the car, clutching her bag tightly to her chest. She walked towards her building, gl
She wasn’t expecting anyone, and after the day she’d had, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to see anyone either.Maybe it was Jessie, coming to check on her.Suddenly, she panicked.Could it be the real owner of the gift she received the other day?She hesitated, staring at the door.The doorbell rang again, this time the visitor was desperate, after being ignored by Beauty for the past minutes.Beauty sighed and finally walked cautiously toward the door, her hand trembling slightly as she reached for the handle. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.To her surprise, the same delivery people from the other day stood on her doorstep, smiling warmly at her.This time, they were holding an even bigger package, a large box of chocolate cake adorned with chocolate snacks like Hershey's, Reese's, and M&M's.Another bouquet of roses accompanied the box, even more beautiful and looks more expensive than the firstBeauty’s eyes widened in shock. She blinked severally, her mouth opening slig
With one last glance at the hidden gifts, she left her room and headed downstairs to wait for her parents, hoping she could keep everything normal so they wouldn't suspect anything.When the doorbell rang again, Beauty's heart skipped a beat. She thought it was too soon for her parents to have arrived. But as she cautiously opened the door, she was surprised to find Jessie standing there, looking annoyed.“Really?”Jessie snapped with arched brows, her hands folded.“Jessie! I’m so sorry…..” Beauty started to apologize, but Jessie waved her off, stepping inside with a huff.“It’s fine, don't start crying. I’m here to make you feel better, not the other way around.” Jessie said.“I wasn't going to cry”.Beauty said, embarrassed.Jessie rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, cry baby. I actually came to tell you that I had a run-in with Kathy. So I gave her a piece of my mind she’ll never forget.”Beauty's eyes widened, she wondered what could have been the issue.Jessie was never one to hol
He flashed Raymond that smile of his.“I guess I have found out, who do you think I had this bulge for?”Raymond's jaw dropped as he noticed Bruno's massive bulge too.He felt the strongest urge to touch it.“That is a nice-looking stuff, so this was because of me?”Raymond asked, he couldn’t take his eyes off it.While Bruno couldn’t take his eyes off Raymond's face.“You ask too many questions, cutie”.Immediately Bruno got down on his knees, face straight in Raymond's crotch, and hands started undoing the lace of his shorts.Raymond felt his throat dry, he knew what he was going to do, most importantly he wanted Bruno to do it, he ached for it for so long. That was the only reason he is here working for his annoying sister.He closed his eyes and threw his head backwards.“Yes…Fuck… Bruno”.“Raymond…”“Bruno…”“Raymond!”“Wait, that wasn't Bruno's voice," Raymond thought and opened his eyes only to see a blurry image of a tall lady furious staring at him.“What the hell are you ca
Bruno woke up to the soft light filtering through the curtains of his luxurious bedroom. The first thing that caught his eye was the image of Beauty on his PC screen. He had spent the previous night scrolling through her Instagram page, he wanted to see if she posted about the gifts he sent, until sleep claimed him.Doesn't that make him a stalker?However, unlike his sister Abigail, who posts any little thing, including a pimple update.“Ew a zit, you don't belong here, but it's cute, though. My face makes it cute. Schedule calling, I will get emergency laser treatment. See ya soon lovelies,xoxo”.Beauty never posts even a picture of herself. Only the cropped profile picture. The pictures on her wall are mostly Jessie's, her parents and family members he had no idea of.Pushing aside the covers, Bruno sat up and ran a hand through his tousled hair, the remnants of sleep slowly fading away.He took a moment to appreciate God for another day before swinging his legs out of bed and s
Just then, her mother's voice echoed up the stairs. "Beauty, breakfast is ready! Come down before it gets cold!"Beauty blinked and glanced at herself in the mirror one last time before turning away.She walked out of the bathroom and made her way downstairs. The scent of bacon and eggs wafted through the air, and her stomach growled in response, momentarily distracting her from her worries.Entering the kitchen, Beauty saw her father sitting at the head of the dining table, hidden behind the morning newspaper, and her mother bustling around, setting down plates of food. The kitchen was filled with the warmth of morning sunlight streaming through the windows, making the room feel warm and bright."Morning, sweetheart," her father greeted, looking up from his newspaper with a smile. "Did you sleep well?"Beauty nodded, taking her seat at the table."You are not going to work today?"Her father asked again. "Yeah, I took a day off, to focus on an important design." Luckily, her fa
Mr. and Mrs. Hills were cooking together in the kitchen, talking about their daughter, Beauty, and her boyfriend, Bruno. But their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.Mr. Hills stood up quickly and volunteered to get the door.The door rang again."Hold on!"He shouted and walked to the door. He thought it was Beauty or maybe her friend Jessie, who had come to check on her, just like Eric.But when Mr. Hills opened the door, he froze on the spot.Standing there was a young woman who looked exactly like his daughter, Beauty. She had the same pale skin, the same eyes, and the same long, shiny hair.She looked just like Beauty, except she was thinner. Where Beauty was soft, rounded in places with a natural, effortless beauty, this young lady was slimmer, her features sharper but still very identical.It was like looking at a mirror image of Beauty.She also seemed more into fashion and glamorous accessories and could pass for a supermodel, Mr. Hills thought.He blinked,
"Baby."Beauty's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Bruno's voice, pulling her from the whirlwind of thoughts that had consumed her. She blinked and found him standing outside the car, his strong hand extended toward her. For a moment, she just stared at him, her cheeks warming. How long had she been sitting there, lost in her head? She hadn't even noticed him get out of the car.Her lips parted, and a small awkward smile spread across her face. She placed her hand in his, and he gently helped her out of the car."Thank you," Beauty whispered, her voice trembling slightly.As she stepped down, her eyes went to the towering Hathaway mansion in front of her, a breathtaking display of luxury and grandeur. Bruno held her hand as they walked into the house. Beauty's heart was racing with anticipation and nerves. She was going to meet the Hathaway family, and she would be introduced as Bruno's girlfriend!"Something's not right..." Bruno murmured to himself.Just then, the butler approa
Beauty stood in her room, her heart racing with excitement as she applied a light coat of lip gloss. She reached for the body spray, misting it over her shoulders and collarbone before slipping into her wine-colored lingerie. The silk fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her figure. She pulled a satin robe over it, the soft material brushing against her skin as she tied it loosely at her waist.Taking a deep breath, she moved toward the door, her footsteps light and quiet. But as she reached for the doorknob, pulled the door open only to see her mother in front of her door... about to knock.Her stomach dropped."Mo... Mom!" she gasped, her voice trembling.Mrs. Hills stood in the dimly lit hallway, her eyes puffy with sleep yet sharp with curiosity."What... are you doing here, you scared me!"Mrs. Hills crossed her arms, her gaze traveling from Beauty's flushed face to her barely tied robe."Where are you going? It's 1 a.m.""To... to the guest room. I was going to... check on Bru
Just then, Mr. Hills walked into the kitchen, looking bewildered."Son, what in the world... What happened."Eric, standing off to the side, tried to hide a grin, but the corners of his mouth were twitching."Well, this is... awkward.""Stay out of this," Mr. Hills told Eric with a coldness that surprised even Beauty."I'll be in the living room," Eric said awkwardly and walked away from the kitchen.As Beauty and Mr. Hills stood there, assessing the damage with their eyes. Bruno stood awkwardly, still holding the blackened tray with the burnt wings. He looked as if he might collapse from the embarrassment.But to his surprise, Mr. Hills, with a soft chuckle, clapped him on the back, making Bruno's heart jump slightly."Okay, so it's not a total disaster," he said, his voice light with a touch of humor, trying to ease the tension. "You've got some good ones left here."He grabbed a few of the less-burnt wings off the tray."These will do just fine. Don't worry about it, son. You trie
Bruno turned to her with a helpless expression on his face."I've got this. I just... need to decide what to make," he stuttered.Beauty bit her lip to keep from laughing."You don't have to do this, you know...""I've made up my mind. I will impress your dad with my skills."Beauty rolled her eyes."There are two Rolls Royces outside, Babe... They're already impressed. You're setting the bar too high. What would I do to impress your parents?"Bruno said nothing, focused on the food.Seeing his determination, Beauty sighed and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a pack of chicken wings and some basic seasonings."Here, start with these. Wings are a safe bet. I'll set everything out for you."Bruno nodded."Thanks," he muttered.Beauty laid the ingredients on the counter, tied a kitchen apron around him, and smiled proudly."How do I look?"Bruno asked posing."A chef's kiss," she said, demonstrating with a gesture then she took a picture of him.They both laughed."Here." Beauty h
Bruno scoffed, shaking his head."I don't like him. And I'm not gay."Beauty blinked."Is he gay?""Who knows?"Bruno shrugged. Beauty rolled her eyes."What does being gay have to do with this? You don't have to like him like that. I mean, get along with him as a normal person.Maybe even be friends."Bruno frowned."I don't want friends, Beauty. You know that. I'm not the type to...hang out with random people. I'm an introvert, remember?""I know, my love. But you need a friend. And Eric... you can't just glare at him the whole time. My parents are watching. Please, just try. Not as close friends, but... try to be friendly and get along with him."Bruno exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. He met her gaze and saw the pleading in her eyes. Finally, he relented with a grumble. "Fine. I'll try. But if flirts with you, jokeor not ..then I will..""He won't dare".Beauty assured him with a smile.Bruno rolled his tongue and nodded, then pulled her for a kiss."Come on, let's
OutsideAs soon as they were out of earshot, Bruno grabbed Eric roughly by the arm, pulling him a few steps away from the door. His jaw was set, and his eyes burned with barely contained anger."What's your deal, huh? What the hell are you doing here? Did you get paid to ruin my day with Beauty? Or is this just some pathetic attempt to get her attention? I warned you before ...she is mine...what games are you playing?"Eric raised his hands in surrender."Relax, man. I'm not here to steal your girl. I just wanted to welcome her. Thought it'd be a nice gesture."Bruno's eyes narrowed in irritation."A nice gesture? Showing up uninvited, with flowers, to my girlfriend's parents' house while I'm here? That's not a gesture,you are intentionally trying to get on my nerves,today is supposed to be an important day for us...you have no place here".Eric smirked, crossing his arms." Look, I didn't know you'd be here. I came for Beauty, not you. What's your problem? Feeling a little overprotec
Mrs. Hills glanced at the living room. Beauty's expression said it all."I'm sorry... but I don't think Beauty will want to...""Pardon me, Mrs. Hills, but I'm well aware of her relationship with Bruno Hathaway. We're just friends."Mrs. Hills' eyes widened in surprise."Oh, I see. Well, come on in, dear."Eric stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Beauty."Beauty! It's good to see you," he said, then glanced at Bruno.Seeing the jealous expression on Bruno's face, Eric smirked to himself.Beauty stared at him, dumbfounded, her mouth slightly open."Eric? What... why are you here?" she muttered."Who is this?" Mr. Hills asked, but before Beauty could reply, Eric interjected."Hey, is that the new Barcelona jersey?" Eric said, referring to the polo Mr. Hills wore.Mr. Hills perked up, his smile widening."Sure is. I'm a big fan of the team."Eric grinned and gestured to himself."Same here! Been following them since I was a kid."Mr. Hills chuckled, clearly im
As Mr. and Mrs. Hills guided Beauty and Bruno to the dining table, Mrs. Hills beamed uncontrollably."I made this especially for you two. Please, take a seat," she said warmly.Once they were all seated, Mrs. Hills placed a hand delicately on the edge of the table, tilting her head as if piecing together a puzzle."Forgive me, dear," she began, her voice gentle but curious, "but you look so familiar. I feel like I've seen you before, but I can't quite place it."She addressed Bruno, who gave her a nervous smile. Beauty glanced from Bruno to her parents, thinking fast.Mr. Hills nodded, leaning forward slightly."Same here. Have we met before, son?"Bruno managed a polite smile, but before he could respond, Beauty cleared her throat, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush."Actually, Mom, Dad, you probably recognize him because...that must be because he brought me home with his car sometime ago, he's Bruno Hathaway. He's my boss's son."The room fell silent for a moment.Mrs. Hills' eye