The car drove into the house.
I looked out at the empty spaces on both sides of the driveway. They'd have made a good garden of beautiful flowers. A soft ray of blue light glows on the porch,and I suddenly got more nervous. I am going to be living with a man I hadn't met before. We haven't met before and I only researched about him three days ago since he was the perfect man for me,no,my plans. The car pulled to a stop,and a sneeze escaped my lips. "iishhh!"i covered my face with my palms,to avoid my saliva or mucus spilling out. "Seems like your wife has just caught a cold. Mr Winslow,do well as to prepare her a warm bath,and hot tea."Pierre commented,and I shot him a glare from the mirror. He raised his hands up in surrender. I extended my hand to reach for the door,but it was yanked open from the outside. Huh? My eyes rolled back to the empty space beside me. When did he get out? "Spoiler,"Pierra guarded his mouth at both sides with his hands. "I've never seen this gentle man side of him before. He wouldn't even get the door for his mother."he whispered. My face wrinkles up in confusion instead. That makes his action hella-hecka bizarre. I stepped out and he shut the door. I scooped my dress up in my hands. My breaths spiralled, leaving me no sure way to breathe comfortably. Pierra drove to the lot. "Follow me."I heard Miguel directs,and turned to see him walking towards the entrance door. I stared around; this house looks almost empty. Is he and Pierre the only one living here? Then, there's a problem! How can I possibly live with two strange men? Miguel threw me a look,and I sighed,before scurrying after him. A nice and cozy living room appeared in my view,as I went through the door. I like how things were arranged...the colours.. everything.. nothing flashy, just simple,and welcoming..or more 'homey' "Now,will you look at me?"he snorts behind me. I moved forward before turning back to look at him. "Your...house is nice."I muttered,biting my lips. "Well,sure."he answered arrogantly,before scrunching up his nose. "Why am I suddenly married to you today?"he questioned, straight away,as he set his head askew. A sharp breath left my lips. "Uhm..I know..tha..that.. would have taken you off guard.."I stuttered. "It did."he interrupts, brusquely. I cleared my voice,then itched my throat, nervously. Goodness. "..I had no other choice but to get married to you, Mr Winslow." Now that was more brave..but I don't think it's a good idea for me to be in this situation. He chuckled,wryly. "Really? Till this morning,I still told my board of directors that if I get married,I should be called a pig. But...this? Hahaha..."he laughed for a second then frowned the next. "I want to believe you've studied me. Then you should know ma.." "You don't want anything to do with ladies,yes..I know that. But,this isn't even love!"I cut him off, abruptly. His eyes narrowed at me. "I need you,Mr Winslow.. and I believe you need me too."I squared up my shoulders. "What will I need from a doll like you?"he scoffed. "Well... anything...you know."I replied,with a shrug. I saw a glint in his eyes. He was amused! Again! "Well, wrong choice of words!"my second chimes in my head. "Anything?"he crossed his arms,peering his eyes down at me. My eyeslashes moves fastly. "Maybe...not anything...but actually something.. and,I am not a doll!"I defended. "Hm,"he chuckles,eyeing me. "I see. Angry doll then?" "I am neither an angry or gentle doll!"I almost screamed. I won't have him talking down at me on our first meeting. I won't have anyone talk down at me again. "Oh, I'll so much like to call you that now."he grins. I gnashed my teeth at him. "Anyways,I need your help. I have so many mysteries in my family to unravel and, you're the only strong help.... You're the only man that seems enough for me."I explained,taking a deep breath in. "Never would I have seen me getting married to one of Wilsons daughters,especially you." His next words blasted like a bomb in my heart. What? "What...do you mean?"my brows arched up. He sighed,uncrossed his arms and stalked to one of the couch to sit down. I made a turnaround,and watched him. "It's pretty obvious that your family is chaotic, isn't it?"he looked to the side.. side-eyeing me. I ran my fingers in my hair, frustratedly. "Then,do you know what I want then?" "Can I ask you a question?"his eyes shot back at me. I blinked, nodding vigorously. "What suddenly changed?" His question left me befuddled. "What what?"I asked. "Why...are you doing all these now?" "I've been planning. So,all these didn't happened overnight." "And me? I think I happened overnight,in your little chess game."he dragged the last statement,his pupils studying me, closely. "I thought I could trust my husband. And when I couldn't,I turned-coats."I replied. "Back to my question,do you know what I want?" He looked away from me,placing a palm on the space beside him on the couch. "I know what you seek is not revenge."he uttered, gruffly. I rushed to his side. My eyes glowing in satisfaction. "I was right to have chosen you."I grinned. His cold gaze met with mine. "But can you return the favour?" A breath got stuck in my throat. Return his favor? What would that be? From the looks of it,it wouldn't be an easy one.I looked down, trying to fix the puzzle.He stood up,his figure towering over my body.I wasn't sure of what to say.Two of his fingers were used to lift my chin up,to stare at his face.I could hear my heart pounding hard in mu chest."If you can't give me what I want,then,that isn't business,doll."his eyes danced around my face.The intensity of his amber eyes in mine send sparks down my body system.I trembled under his cold touch.He seems to notice that as he smirks."Why? You were all talks minutes ago. You don't think you're up to my business?"I moved my chin away from his fingers."What exactly is that business of yours?"I asked in a spat.He heaves a sigh,before folding his arms."It's not decided yet."he responded."Then,my answer cannot be decided now.""Do you have a choice than to say yes?"My heart moves inside my mouth. I hid my scared demeanor under a sily smile."Then, Mr Winslow, will you throw me out of your house?"I watched his eyes moved to the door,and when I
I walked back to the room,after telling the cook I'd go down in some minutes time.I located the bathroom,doffed out of my wedding gown and dumped it in the laundry basket.I bent beside the jacuzzi.There were two faucets of water fixed on it.I turned the first one on,placing my hand under it and I shiver as the coldness hit my palm.I turned it off,rolling the top of the other.Warm water rushes out and I gave a satisfied nod before rising up.I stared around the bathroom.The walls are in light blue color with the accessories in cream color.The Jacuzzi itself was in white and the faucet were blue.There was a stand - in shower stall with transparent glassy door and walls but it's the type that could be turned translucent with a remote control.The floor were tiled in white.I closed my eyes,taking in the fresh breath.I guess this is it - HOME.I turned off the water when the jacuzzi was half filled before searching around the body wash displayed on the table.My head tilts to th
..What more does he knows about me?Does he see my sudden marriage proposal to him coming?"You really don't?"the cook asked, peering her eyes at me in a suspicious way.I coughed out. "Chicken soup isn't that bad too."She smiled. "Call me Vanessa."I nodded in her direction.All the Vanessa I've met in the past are all not - so - good persons but let's see how her own VANessa is...When I was done having breakfast,I ordered for a ride.Vanessa threw me a scarf as I made to leave the house."You forgot you aren't wearing a bra."she clicked her tongue.I looked down at my body and sighed.Tho,my bo*bs wrere small, but it was still pointing out. I have never cared about such details."Mr Winslow won't be very pleased if he sees you dressed like that. So, just put it on." Vanessa's words cuts through my thoughts as if she was reading my mind.I nodded before wrapping the scarf over my shoulder so that it flows down to my waist - it's quite a long one.I gave her my thanks before das
"Angela,can you please open this door? You haven't eaten anything and you need the strength."I heard Vanessa call out to me for the hundredth time.I heaved out a sigh and squirmed my lips.The pillow was thoroughly soaked with my tears."I'll drop the food here then. Even if you want to continue crying,at least get something to eat so you'll get energy to bring more tears out."I heard her say before she retreated.I palmed my face. I have to stop crying...I have to.I sniffed in, feeling coldness overwhelm my body and a terrible headache taking over control with it.My quiet sobs fills the room.I stayed like that for an hour. Just staring at the ceiling and tearing up like a kid.This was my side that dad loathes the more when he was still alive."Why do you always cry when you have more than enough power to get back at those who hurt you?!"his words resounded in my ears.He even thought maybe it was a disorder and took me to different doctors in different countries.It sounds ridi
"It has to be a great wedding in a gazillion,"a smile curves my lip, rendering it moisty in sheer delight. The long mirror has small lights around it,and with me trying it out for the third time today,in this dark room, with only the purple lights on...it feels celestial! The light lits up the room in a gentle and soft glow. My white gown stood out,my skin shining its stars brightly like a sun. My brown hair was thrown on my left shoulder and it flows down to my waist. I waa left an untouched beauty...a princess. One princes from the neighboring town would fight till death for. I heaved out a heavy sigh. "It's three days from now,Angela..and we are so teary already.."a grateful tear stained my cheek. I am so happy. I can't contain it - The whole world is too small of a box to accommodate my joy. My stomach spirals in nervousness,a sign of freedom..from mother,and sister. A sign of new life..with the man of — My cheeks heated up. —man of my dreams. A sweet to
My back against the wall,legs curled up,and hands on my thigh...I remain stilled in the dark room. I was now putting on my pajamas. I can't get his words off my mind. My mouth has been sour ever since. I can no more focus on my happiness - i thought I could only think about that. I'm easy to be happy,easy to be sad. I can't get people's words out of my ears easily. "That habit of yours is bad,Angela. People will talk all those kinds of talks; be it negative or positive. If you let them all get to you, you'll crumble. You have to sieve words. Sieve them,then decide what your own word would be. It's your world, afterall,and only your voice matters." dad's calm voice temporarily stilled the storm in my mind. "Madam wants you to eat dinner, ma'am." A knock sounded and I heard retreating steps. Food. At the thought of that,my stomach rumbles. I placed my legs on the floor, standing up. I fumbled for the light switch and switched on the room's blue light. I wore my
I slammed the door to my room shut,before crouching on my legs, puffing out some air.My eyes were already boiling water..I was trying to keep it at bay,but that made it even worse.I ruffled my hair, finally removing the barrier I had put on my tears.I am hurt. I feel so hurt.Many would do a dirty deed just to be here,in my shoes..an offspring of Wilson..or even adopted daughter.But I'm more like a servant! Just that I don't work..but every choices of my life is made by my mom!It's enough that she gave me credit card with little funds. I can't even pay online with it. Can't go out, nothing!But she wants me to turn it in?"Never! You're not doing that,Angela. You've had enough!"I sniffed and got up.I went to pick my broken phone up and heaved a sigh.It's a mess. I dropped it on the floor, going to sit before my laptop.I opened it and a message popped up on the top of the screen from Instagram.I tapped on it to make it show in full view.It reads; Check it out yourself and ca
The coldness of the liquid hit my face and I squeezed my eyes,taking delight in how it makes my body shake in apprehension.I placed my hands at both sides of the sink and look at the drips of water radiating on my cheeks.My eyes were red from all the cries.Now, I'm just numb to all the feelings of this world.How low would they go just to get my inheritance?I guess I was never considered a family,not even for once,not even to the tiniest bit!How could they do this?!My fingers curled up on the sink as I tried to rein my wrath in.I was going to move on with the wedding before, thinking it was only a cheat!No wonder Daniel acted less romantic towards me!I thought it was because he was older or something!Still,I wanted to hold on to him!I...Tears pooled up in my eyes and i gritted my teeth.I loved him,I loved my stepbrother!I considered him my everything,my all.But..but..I inhaled a deep breath. I have to take action else,I won't be able to overcome these enemies of mine.
Angela...I was going to pull the conference off on my own but he had came to knock my door that night and begged for a five minutes talk."He is always saying let's talk! Could he be a turkey that is talkie freak?" My second grunts.I open the door and he nod with a "thanks.""I know I've let you down but still,""You didn't disappoint me, for your information," I corrected and he nods with a long sigh."I know you want to go to the conference alone but can you take me? I'll just stay by your side without saying a word..""I didn't know you had the bodyguard trait in you, I thought you were into business?"I strained my eyes at him."Angela, please can you stop interrupting?" He says with an open palm as if begging for alms."I do have an information I am willing to share only if you agree to take me?"I stare at him for some minutes before saying with a void face."No,""You..you need me. You haven't spoken at a conference before, have you?"He made a point. "Fine. You absolutely c
SIMEON...After having that discussion with the chairwoman of Wilson, I couldn't get the thought off my head.I am always looking for ways to expand my company but, although things had been progressing little by little, I wanted a big change.I was going to discuss this with Winslow, maybe we could talk over some drinks but he refused my invitation to see him.I wasn't expecting much, i knew he was that arrogant.Oir fathers were close, a trio of friends so I wondered why he could be such a snob most times.He had it rough, I had it rough too. We both had to build our castles from the scratch, not inheriting a built one like others.Since he has refused to meet, I had no choice but to meet with Abigail."I knew you will come back," she says, a light smirk gracing her lips."What were you going to do if I didn't xall you here today?" I ask with inquisitive eyes.She draw a sip from her wine before signaling for a waiter.She requested for a plate of dark chocolate.I must say, i am im
Janice...Getting home after a long day, I was incredibly tired and wanted nothing but to sleep.I input my apartment passcode and enter, shutting it.My legs weakened at the sight before me. Several bottles of alcohols were on the table and the pillows were on the floor, everything was in a disorganized state.I let out a breath. It would never get old. It's like a circle, one I'm use to getting caught in.I roll my sleeves up, dropping my bag on the couch and packing the bottles one after the other, arranging them in a carton.After tidying up everywhere, I slept off... My senses awakened the next day from bites on my earlobe."Babe.."his breath fan my neck.I roll away from his hold, wanting to get some more sleep but his scent csme to my nostrils again as he scooted closer."Babe, I need money...hm?" He kiss my neckline.I open my eyes, totally forgetting about sleepiness but ready to rant out at this man at how he has totally sucked life out of me!"Money?""Good morning, Jan
MIGUEL..."How do you plan to settle this, boss?" Pierre asks as soon as I came out of the hospital."What about Ellie?" "No news from her yet." He reply."We can only hope she finds a lead in her office." I pinch my nose before going to enter the backseat."Are you leaving her alone here?" He asks ad I look up at the hospital."I don't know, she has her..girl with her, I don't want to interrupt.""Regardless, she is your wife and you... ""I have more pressing matters, Pierre." I snap my fingers at him before he blabs on.I enter the car and he came to the driver's seat, sparing me a look from the rear view mirror."You called me father earlier today.."he had a funny expression on his face.I sighs, resting my head on my chin."Why would I?""You said pere which means father in French when you were rushing to save the miss." He grins."Have you been less busy these days? I have been working my ass off but you seem to have so much time to spare.." I reply sternly and he take his lip
ANGELA...After miss Maria and others left, Janice said she was going to watch over me overnight but I refused because she still has to go to work.After much begging, she finally agrees she would leave after staying an extra hour."Did you see the news yet?" She ask softly as we both sat in the ward, only the mixture of our smell and the curious sound of our hearts were in earshot."Not yet." I responded and she nod."Good. Don't watch it..."she says."I have too. I can't escape it forever." I reply.She seem to think about it for some seconds before nodding."You've grown.."I heard her mutter as she looks at my chest.A breath got stuck in my throat before I stifle a laughter."Hey, what are you talking about it? And stop looking at me passionately like that, it makes me feel you're in love with me." She raise her eyes to the level of mine and bore them into my soul as if she hid a hold in my pupils.I furrowed my brows and she chuckle."I am straight, girl. And oh, I am not marri
MIGUEL...I had called her phone out of panic. I knew she would be disoriented by the speech her mother was giving to the press.Never knew she would be more pained by my betrayal.After trying her number for the fourth time and it says she wasn't picking, I called for fifth time when it says the phone was unreachable.And, it wasn't long before Pierre, the bearer of bad news came forth, shoving a video in my face."She...she threw her bag from the rooftop....she.. she ...she fell..she fell.." he explained out of breaths.I ran out of the office, expecting him to follow me but he stood there, reading comments and rewatching the video again from the commenters' perspectives."Fvck it, Pierre! I am not gonna drive myself!!" I yell at him."Oh!" The laptop slides out of his grip and he ran past me to the basement."Give the keys, I am driving.." I snap my fingers as he made to get into the seat, snatching the keys from him and he jumps out of the car so I could get in.I insert the key
I roll over on the surface, it was soft yet so unsettling.I touch my head, feeling things are a bit of a burden there before I open my eyes, taking in the environment.I stare at the white ceiling, the one I was always met with after several check-ups in the past.I roll to my side and found him staring at me, relief washing over him."How do you feel?" He asks, moving his hand closer to my forehead but I jerk my head back, his hand going into contact with the pillow instead."Why are you here?" I question, trying to recollect my last memory and the one I got was when I fell on the rooftop."I will have the doctor run a check-up, you don't look too well," he says instead, standing up from the chair."Why are you here?" I ask, louder this time and with my heart picking a dangerous race to run.The usual smell of hospital rush into my nostrils and I sigh weakly, trying to control the urge to puke."I..I am sorry.." he goes to say and if it weren't for the migraine, I would have burst
ANGELA....I step into the room, expecting to see exciting faces welcome me but I was, instead, at the mercy of nervous looks and the evading of my gaze."See? I told you that would be short-lived." My second chimes in my head.My pupils dilates in confusion as they graze over them - I had thought we had hit it off the other day.Janice stood up from her seat before coming to grab me to the rooftop."Janice..." I smile, excited that she gave me face today.Yesterday, she left no time for us to catch up, finding excuses upon excuses...loads of them actually, for her to avoid me.But after the meeting yesterday, I conversed with other workers and they made me feel welcomed."Don't you... don't you dare smile like that," her breath came out ruffle, her pinky finger pointing at me.I tilt my head to the left, my right leg taking a step ahead of the left, smiling again."Whay is up, Janice? Is this still about what happened years ago?Look, I...was helpless back then and I-" i haven't com
ABIGAIL...When I heard from the manager from our second store that he received a message from barrister to process the employment of Angela, I was curious and called him over immediately."It isn't comfortable to pretend to be cool and have breakfast together like this. Why don't we just let the termites in our hearts out?" He said."The last time I ate a braised chicken soup was when Wilson was still alive.I was going to eat in his remembrance today but a piece of news turn the good mood over the fence, and all i taste right now is poison!" I slam the fork in the table.He doesn't seem fazed by me. He had never been. I only managed to chain him down a bit years ago but he had broken lose from my grapple.I grab a napkin, cleaning my mouth with it."Collins, I remember my husband sponsoring your education to law school. You're indebted to this family till your last breath. Although, my husband is gone, that only implies I am your next master so why are you always breaking lose