Ethan’s POV“You know you don’t have to be a jerk to her for what happened seven years ago, right?” Lexi asked me as I hugged her good bye. Skylar was talking privately with my parents while Lexi pulled me to a side for a quick chat.“Is that all you’ve got to say?” I asked her.“If you married someone else, I would’ve asked you to better be careful with your wife. But now, I insist on asking you to handle her with care and to not be a jerk.”“I’m old enough to know when to be a jerk.” I replied.“Exactly, but still you act like the most stupid person I ever knew in my life.” Lexi teased me.“Lexi..” I warned her.“See,” Lexi said, looking at me in the eye. Her voice became serious and gone was the playful tone she was using. “I know why you did what you did. I also know that you were forced to marry Skylar and that you can do nothing about it now. Even if you plan for a divorce, you still have plenty of time to spend alongside each other and fulfil your part. And if you’re just going
Skylar’s POVThe drive to his house was calm and boring, just like the flight journey that we took a few hours ago to come to LA. Most of the time, I was in conflict with my mind if I should turn the music on to lighten up the situation. Part of my mind told me that I should totally go for it, while the other told me how it is impossible to lighten a situation up if it involves my husband.I cringed at that thought. The word husband suddenly seemed so weird. It scared me for a moment. Now, I’ll be known as some else’s wife rather than by my own identity. People are probably going to know me better as someone that married Ethan than a good actress.But I know what people think is not always my thing to worry about. There are always going to be someone to talk about you. I can’t possibly lead a life giving a damn about everything.I blinked a few times and shook the thoughts away. We soon reached his house. I wasn’t surprised to know that he stays in a penthouse.His house smelled of wo
“You say you married one of your ex-boyfriends - scratch that- your only ex-boyfriend, against your wish?” Jessica exclaimed, her blue eyes narrowing at meI left out an irritated sigh. “For the tenth time, yes."“What is the century that we’re living in? Please don’t tell me it’s the twenty-first. Because that kind of stuff doesn’t happen here anymore!” Jess’s expression turned incredulous.“Well, it happened to me,” I said, shrugging. “I was defenceless against him.”“Oh, don’t say stuff like that. You’re never defenceless. You always have your way through with things.” Jess said.“He told me he would ruin my career.”"Wow."“He would. That's Ethan Parker we're talking about, he can do anything.” I said, the energy of fighting anymore draining away from my body like a deflated balloon.Jessica, my manager, sat across from me with her legs folded under her thighs, holding numerous news articles and magazines that posted about my wedding. Apparently, the news broke out in the morning,
“I want to talk to you,” I spoke as the wall clock binged with the completion of one round. Ethan spread himself in the study, going through a few of his files and making rough notes.“I’m busy.” His blunt reply crept into my ears.“It’s important,” I stated, tapping my fingers against the headrest of the chair that lay before the table. He let out a rough sigh and closed his laptop. Leaning back in the chair, with arms held folded, he waited for me to continue.“Jess was suggesting us to go on a honeymoon,” I said, clutching the rim of the chairs and gently digging my nails into them.He frowned. “Who’s that?”“The woman who just got kicked out of this house. You didn’t really have to be so rude to her, by the way. She was being nice to you. Anyways, back to it. I’m really worried about how my marriage is going to affect my career and you already know that people aren’t accepting what we are projecting. We need to be a little more-”“We are not going anywhere, Skylar. I have work to
A half-hour later, we sat down across from each other with our breakfast before us. I grabbed a cup of free yoghurt and pushed my spoon into it. Taking a spoonful of it into my mouth, I looked at him.“What are you up to?” I asked him.He stopped chowing his food and looked are me puzzled. “I was about to ask you if you wanted any syrup with that cereal-”I rolled my eyes. “Not that, like, in life.”His shoulder rose and fell back down in a shrug. “I don’t know. I’m going to sign a few projects soon, and I’ll be having a movie get out in the cinemas real soon-”“Zac,” I warned him. “Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m staying inside your house and having breakfast although I planned on showing myself off in the outside so that I can really talk to you about stuff that is important.”He sighed and looked up at me. “Tell me what you want to know.”“You do realise that Lana and Kyle are married right?” I said. “And there is a very slight possibility of them getting
There were very little people that noticed me when I walked inside. They were probably not used to women walking in with a pair of striped shorts and an off-shoulder top with a sling bag hanging loose at the side of the waist, while the free hand clutched the phone. As I passed by a few cubicles, my eyes couldn’t help but land on the many office notes that had their CEO’s and his wife’s (who unfortunately had to be me) pictures and congratulation messages.It made me wonder why people had a very confused look on their faces when they were aware of who I was. Or maybe, I indeed caught them off guard by making an abrupt appearance. I walked straight to the reception and shot the man behind the counter one of my brightest smiles.“Hi, I’m here to meet your CEO,” I said, tapping my nails against the desk.The man behind seemed irked by my casual behaviour and lack of professionalism. He frowned at my fingers that were playing against the desk and looked back up at me with an unappreciativ
Later that afternoon, when the press conference has finally come to an end, I was reluctant to just let him attend one of his meetings. But I knew I couldn’t push him further, keeping in mind what the consequences could be so I let his driver drop me home.I felt my phone ring in the back pocket of my shorts and quickly answered it.“You guys are unbelievable! How the fuck am I ever going to arrange for a gown in a freaking day?” Jen cried“What the- Jen, give me my phone back. I called her.” Jordan’s voice rang behind in the background.“What, Fuck. Put some clothes on, you idiot. That won’t turn me on!” Jen said.“Jen-” I tried to speak.“Hey, Skylar. What are your plans for tonight? I’m really hungry and I was planning maybe-” Jordan said but was instantly cut off.“Give this thing to me! Hello! Skylar, can you hear? For the love of God, Lana didn’t tell you about the surprise, right? If she did, then it’s going to be such a disaster-”“Babe, you’re telling her everything!” Jordan
I quickly grabbed the shirt he was going to wear tonight and spilled some of my perfume on it. I know it’s nothing compared to what he did to me in the morning but I at least was doing something about it.When he came out of the bathroom, I already reminded my brain to not look at his indecent body and quickly averted my gaze away from his chest. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help.I quickly went inside the bathroom and filled the tub. However, the asshole already used up all the hot water. I peeled the clothes off and looked for the bubbles to add. To my horror, there was absolutely nothing in the bottles. I opened all the bottles only to find them all devoid of anything worthy of cleaning my body.“Ethan!” I yelled from inside.“Yea?” I heard him.“What in the world did you do to my body wash and soap and shampoo and conditioner and everything else?” I said in anger.“I can’t hear you, can I walk inside?” I knew he was trying not to laugh at me.I gaped at his words and quickly grabbed m