MANNY
Manny has been working as early as 7 in the morning preparing the models for the upcoming fashion show.Looking at the clock, she discovered that it was already late into the afternoon and she hadn't even had breakfast yet.With sweat running down her face and a bunch of pins in her mouth, Manny felt tired.All she wanted was to go back to her office, relax, and have a good lunch. Good thing she was dressing the last model for the day.“Allen Cooper and his father will be coming by the office today to sort out the contract for the marriage and I want you to remember that this marriage benefits the both of us and you must sign the contract. ”her mum said in a serious tone, coming out of the large dressing room.Manny felt irritated and fed up. Her mum has been pestering her about the contract for the last two weeks, why couldn't she just accept that she's not ready to marry?“No Mother, I want to marry someone who loves me for me and not just what he can get out of me.” “I don't want to be like you and Dad!" Manny yelled back and her mum's face hardened.You could see the hurt and anger in her eyes – although she might have lived in a loveless marriage, Manny's mum felt it was worth it."You should be happy that someone has agreed to be with you despite how you look. If you go on like this, you might end up alone forever.““And how do I look, mother?" Manny asked, getting furious.She was well aware of how she looked but she didn't think her own mother would hate her or try to marry her off just because she was fat.“I don't care what you think or want Manny but you're signing that contract whether you like it or not.”With tears gathering in her eyes, Manny watched as her mum dashed out of her office banging the door closed.So much for a quiet afternoon.Hours after the conversation, the Coopers arrived.With the black shining limo dropping them off, Manny thought that they must be extremely rich since her mum was hell-bent on matching them together.As the men made their way into the fashion house, Manny noticed how the ladies fawned over the two men.But she couldn't see what they saw.As Mr Allen and his son both entered the office, Manny found my mum smiling like a lunatic.Did her mother really think that Manny would sign the contract so she could have more money?“Mr Allen, I'm so glad you could make it. Please sit."Manny's mum offered them seats in her office and Manny could feel nothing but anger. Her mother looked like she didn't even care.Clearing his throat, Mr Allen was the first to speak.“I'll just go straight to the point so we can seal the deal and start necessary preparations.”Manny took a quick glance at Mr Allen's son who seemed confused. Perhaps he wasn't aware of what his father was planning.Too bad.Without hesitating, Mr Allen brought out the paperwork for the marriage which was ready to be signed.“Manny, Andrew you just need to sign where your names and phase one of the marriage is done.”“Marriage? Dad? Is this a contract marriage?" Andrew asked with anger in his voice.“I told you, Dad, I do not want to get married and besides couldn't you find someone better to do business with”Andrew looked at Manny with disgust and at that moment, she prayed for the ground to swallow her up.Manny couldn't bring herself to look Andrew in the eyes, she felt so naked and furious and was on the verge of crying.She couldn't understand why she was feeling this way. She had been embarrassed before all her life but this felt very different.Before Andrew could continue with his words, Manny spoke up.“I told you, mother, I'm not ready to marry yet and I certainly don't want to be married to an ill-mannered and ignorant man. I'm not signing any contract and that's final.”“How can you take over this fashion company if you do not get married?"Manny's mum asked her, expecting an answer. But before she could talk, Andrew spoke up.“I don't want to be married to a fat woman either. It won't be good to make public appearances with her dad”“Is she even healthy enough to carry a child? What about all the necessary tests? I'm sorry to disappoint you but this marriage isn't happening.”There was an awkward silence in the room and judging from the look on her mom's face, she was already angry.“I see no reason for this argument, it is all for our benefit and you both can continue to live your own separate lives but just be together for public appearances.“William tried appeasing the situation but both Manny and Andrew refused. They were headstrong on not signing the contract.“I don't want anything to do with her, I would rather marry her mother than marry her.”That was the last straw. Manny had had enough. She won't stand there while this man insulted her and her mother did nothing about it.She slammed the table, picked up the papers that needed signing, and then tore it into pieces.“I don't need you or your filthy money, please leave!"Manny glared at her mother who just stood there watching the whole thing.She wondered why she couldn't defend her. Sometimes she wonders if Kari was her real mother.Not wasting any time, Manny retired back downstairs to complete the work she had left.It was after work hours when Manny and her mum finally finished all the preparations. If this fashion show was not a success, those models will definitely regret it because they've put in so much work into this event.As they drove through the silent road, Manny couldn't help but replay the scenes of this afternoon in her head. She took a quick look at her and she noticed that her mum wasn't getting any younger. Perhaps she should have signed the contract.Manny thought about it but couldn't bring herself to do it. She had always wanted to marry for love and right now it seems those dreams will forever remain dreams.Some minutes later, they got to the house. The large mansion filled with beautiful flowers and with a fountain in the middle stared back at Manny. What more could her mother want? She thought.Stepping into the house, they went their separate ways. Manny's mum hasn't said a word since the afternoon and her face didn't give any indication of anger, which worried her.“Mum? Is everything alright? You haven't said a word since we got back.”With a fierce look in her eyes, her mother went to her room aggressively still without saying a word.Getting into the room, Manny removed the extra large lace gown and got into the hot tub. She loved how the foam felt on her body and how the scent hugged her body.Nothing could be more relaxing than this, she thought.After a long soak, she grabbed her towel and as she stepped into the room, the scent of lavender mixed with a citrusy scent filled the air.Drying her hair and putting on her clothes, she decided to take some air by the balcony as the night was cool and windy.The gentle breeze caressed her face, making her stay on the balcony a little longer.Lost in her thoughts, Manny failed to notice the blue Lexus halting right in front of the fountain.“Avery!"The squealing of her mother brought her back and looking down, she saw her mum hugging a red-haired girl. She couldn't see her face properly but she guessed she was beautiful.Not being able to stand the sight of her mum hugging this strange girl, Manny went down to get dinner.Minutes later, her mum came into the dinner with the red-haired and she was a sight to behold. With her bright green eyes that glowed under the light and her skin looking beautifully pale and fresh“Good, Manny you're here. This is Avery and she's going to be taking over the fashion House.In a bright, sunlit kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked cookies fills the air. Amelia sat at the kitchen table, her hands gently resting on her pregnant belly. Her long, brunette hair cascades over her shoulders, and her eyes, filled with a blend of excitement and nostalgia, look lovingly at her two children. Aiden and Adelaide, four, sat eagerly beside her, their wide eyes full of curiosity. “Woah!” The little boy exclaimed with so much excitement. “Was that how you gave birth to us?” Amelia nodded, her smile wide. The children were waiting for their father when they pushed her to tell them a story about how she fell in love with their dad. Now that she was done, they looked at her, more curious than before. "You know, when I was a little girl, not much older than you two, I used to dream about the day I'd have my own family," she began. “And now I do.” She beamed at them. “But why was Daddy so mean to you? He even threatened to take away Angel?!” Adelaide asked,
The night was eerily quiet when Amelia's labor began. She had felt sporadic contractions throughout the day, but they were manageable. Now, though, as the pain intensified and the contractions came closer together, she knew it was time. But her husband seemed to be lost on what to do. "Hang in there Manny. I'm calling Josie and Tristan to come over." Andrew said, trying to keep his voice steady. “Call the fucking driver Andrew. I need to go to the hospital." Amelia yelled as the pain intensified. “Right, the driver." Andrew scurried out of the house and later came back in to get his wife. "Get the bags!” Amelia commanded and he complied, afraid she would tear him off with her eyes. On their way to the hospital, Andrew informed Tristan what was happening and he promised to show up at the hospital with Josie. Amelia's mind was a whirlwind of emotions—excitement, fear, and pain intertwined. She had done thousands of checkups and only ate the food Andrew cooked for h
The grand cathedral was adorned with cascading white roses, shimmering crystals, and soft candlelight, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the gathering. The air buzzed with the murmur of anticipation and the gentle strains of a string quartet playing in the background. Down the hallway where she was getting set, Amelia felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she prepared to walk down the aisle. Her dress was a masterpiece of silk and lace, custom-designed to fit her perfectly. She had designed the dress herself, she might have wielded a gun for ten years but her hands could still hold a needle. Tristan wore a proud smile as he stretched his hands out for her. She took his arm, feeling the weight of the moment settle in her chest, her heart pounding with each step. The doors swung open, and a collective gasp echoed through the hall. Amelia took in deep breaths, and with joy, she took her first step onto the rose-petal-strewn aisle. Her eyes locked with Andrew’s wh
Amelia spent a month and some days in the hospital getting better but mostly cuddling up with Andrew. Their love continued like she never left. There were times that she would cry while explaining everything she had been through and Andrew would console her, promising to do everything in his power to protect her. Andrew had come to pick her up from the hospital that morning and Josie insisted that Amelia come to her place first. It was her house regardless. “I can't believe this." Josie squealed, unable to contain her joy. All this while, her friend was alive and was right under her nose. She knew the first time she set her eyes on Amelia that there was something familiar about her. “You're alive." She spread her arms wide and Amelia wasted no time in jumping into her embrace. She had missed her so much. "I'm so happy.” "Me too Josie…me too.” The two women cried till they could cry no more. Their cheeks were red, their eyes puffy and their clothes were stained wi
The sound of something shattering jerked Amelia back into consciousness. She tried getting up and groaned as she fell back down. She looked at what was happening around her, her swollen eyes making it almost impossible to see who was who. She was kept hidden in a corner, away from the disaster that was happening. “Fuck.” She heard Sebastian's voice and quickly turned in his direction. She saw him tangled up with the man she had seen so many times. Her captor. “Sebastian.” She croaked, but he couldn't hear. Just then he received a bullet to the end. Amelia froze but then breathed out in relief as he saw Sebastian get up. She looked up to see who had shot the gun and saw Tristan helping him up. ‘Andrew.’ a voice screamed at her. Her eyes scanned the room, her heart pounding, praying something hadn't happened to Andrew as she searched for him. The firing of a gun caught her attention. Tilting her head out of curiosity, she found Andrew, firing his father's both legs. “
Andrew and his men moved out. The roaring engines of the cars filled the air as they drove deep into the outskirts of town. Andrew drove Tristan and Sebastian with him as he continued running the plan over in his mind. ‘nothing could go wrong.’ He thought, gripping the steering wheel tightly. “Dude, slow down. You're going to get us killed before we even get there." Tristan cautioned, feeling the increasing speed of the car. This was his first ever mission and his anxiety got the better of him. "I should have just stayed behind the scenes like always.” He muttered, regretting his decision the closer they got to their destination. “I didn't force you." Andrew reminded and Sebastian chuckled at the back. "Whatever. I just want to come back alive.” The car became quiet again and after a while, they got to the place. Allen and Lorenzo had done a good job hiding the place. At first, it was pretty hard to locate. Andrew stepped out of his car, the cool air sweeping
“I kept her under your care.” Andrew bellowed, his eyes blazed with anger as he punched Tristan. Tristan staggered back and massaged his jaw. Andrew had just arrived from Mexico and the first thing on his mind was to punch him. “How the fuck did she get kidnapped!” He roared, hitting him again before he could regain his stance. Couldn't something go right in his absence for once? “I tried to warn her, it's not my fault. She's a grown woman!” Tristan argued, dodging the next punch that Andrew threw at him. Andrew kept charging at him, and Tristan constantly missed it. He tried his best not to hit back, he knew Andrew wasn't himself at the moment. “Andrew!” Josie snapped, her sharp voice pierced through the hallway as her eyes blazed with fury and her lips curled up in anger. “She left on her own. Don't hold my husband responsible.” She hissed coming forward to stand between them. “You should have tried to talk sense into her.” “Who said we didn't?” Josie took a step
“What do you mean kidnapped?” Andrew barked, his teeth gritting. He left her right there for protection. How was it possible to get kidnapped? “She went out for a walk and never came back. We've been searching for her.” Tristan explained he could tell Andrew wasn't having any of it. “And then?” He hissed. “We got a note yesterday, saying if you want to see your wife, you have to bring the cash.” Andrew fumed at his statement, his hand clenched in a fist. Would his father go this far? Or was it someone else? “Did it say who it's from?” “Lorenzo.” He paled. His blood ran cold at what he would have done to Amelia. Then he felt immersed in Anger. He wasn't going to win this time. Without allowing Tristan to continue, he ended the call, picked up the documents from the table, and headed toward the door. He wasn't losing her for the second time. Getting closer to the exit, he saw Sebastian by the door, a duffel bag in his hand. “I'm going with you.” He said, h
“Why can't you just listen? Don't go out at night, it's a very simple instruction.” Tristan complained as he drove Amelia back to the house. She had gone out of the house again for her ‘evening walks.’ “You can't tell me what to do.” She whined, folding her hands like a child that had been scolded. “Andrew isn't here at the moment so as of right now, I get to tell you what to do.” Amelia just scoffed as she looked out her window, the night cool air, hitting her as Tristan drove. They got home to see Josie by the entrance, pacing. “Amelia.” She rushed over to her and hugged her. “You got me so worried, don't just leave the house like that ever again.” “Andrew said your life might be in danger, that's why you have to stay with us.” “I'm sorry for making you worry but I'm here now. Why don't we go inside?” Josie nodded and Amelia led her into the house by the hand. Everyone had retired to bed and was now sleeping, except her. So she decided to go again. Making su