“Lenny, you finally know how to walk in heels!” he throws a snarky comment, making sure to use the nickname Lenny. He has seen me in heels before, but that’s Nathan. What else should I expect from him?
“You should see how I kick idiots like you with my heels. Such a lovely sight,” I snap, walking away.
“Bro, she literally stomped on my foot with those heels before you came. Avoid her for your own good,” I hear Henry warning Nathan and I smile a little to myself. My brother knows how I can’t bear to be in the same place as Nathan, so I know he may try to ease the situation a little for me.
Since dinner is already on the table, we all make our way to the dining room and we take our seats. I have the best luck on earth. Nathan is sitting right in front of me. How I wish I could just throw my plate at his face.
“So, how is hacking going, Linnea?” Nathan smirks as he looks at me.
“As good as ever. Just remember to never piss off a hacker because they know how to ruin someone’s life,” I simper, then I proceed to cut the steak before me. “Heard that you still make it to the news almost once a week with your flings. Is that true?” Two can play this game.
“It’s good to know that you find me irresistible that you’re keeping up to date with what the news says about me.” Such an arrogant asshole.
“Quite the opposite actually. News about you tends to pop up on my newsfeed most of the time, but seriously Nathaniel, you need to up your game,” I say, “I mean it’s always Nathan Rodriguez leaves whichever place you were with a new lady. Can she be his girl or is it just another fling? I’m kind of waiting for the day I read Nathan Rodriguez gets somebody pregnant. I promise the baby shower will be on me.” His reaction is unreadable, but this is Nathan here. Even if he’s fuming with anger, he will never let it show.
It will be unfair of me to say that Nathan isn’t good-looking. He is, in fact, quite handsome with his dark brown hair and brown eyes. His face is perfectly sculptured, and he is so tall. The guy that any girl would love to be seen with. However, Nathan is also the type of guy who can never settle. He is always sleeping with different women and partying hard. Not my type at all. He either has trust issues or commitment issues. That’s my analysis, at least.
“You two need to stop.” My dad sighs. Here comes the scolding. I can almost imagine how this night will go. It’s not like it’s one of a kind. We have had this kind of dinner numerous times before.
“The way you two treat each other isn’t making it easy for us to talk about what we want to discuss with the two of us,” Uncle Gabriel says and I frown. Is there a purpose behind this dinner? I thought it’s a normal one like the ones we had before.
“There’s not a single topic that can ever concern Linnea and me together.” For the first time, I find myself agreeing with Nathan. Unless it’s us killing one another, there’s nothing that Nathan and I can ever agree on.
“Actually, there is,” Mum says in a voice that does not belong to her. Audrey Henderson is a confident woman and the tone she has just spoken in lacks the confidence I’m used to. Do they want us to hide a corpse?
“What is it?” For the first time, I find Nathan worried. So am I, but I take a piece of steak, trying to cover my nervousness with eating.
“Your marriage,” Malory speaks, and I choke on the food I have just swallowed. I would rather hide a corpse.
I must have heard something wrong. Marriage? What the hell is wrong with these people? Have they not witnessed the way Nathan and I have always treated each other? Do they think this was some kind of game we are playing to hide our feelings? The only hidden feelings– or desires if I may correct myself– we have for one another are probably our deep need to strangle each other. For the love of God! We have just given them a demonstration of how we can bear the presence of each other without even knowing what they wanted to talk to us about? Do they need more evidence to understand that we can’t stand each other?I look at everyone the moment I stop coughing and surely, I have heard everything right because Nathan looks as stunned as I am.“Who is marrying whom?” I say, anger bubbling inside of me. Apart from the lovely person my family has chosen for me, they have no right to set me up for something like that. This is my life and I'm not a p
“I’m telling you, I may not be a drinker, but I’m going to drown myself in alcohol today!” I exclaim, looking at my best friend who also happens to be my cousin as she drives us to an A-class club. There’s a black and white party held there, and I need to get this whole marriage out of my head.“I don’t understand why you agreed,” Thalia says. “However, it’s kind of refreshing to see my smart cousin making a stupid move,” she laughs, and I feel like slapping her.“Stupid move? Honey, I’ll be getting ten million dollars in a year. Are you sure it’s a stupid move?” I smirk.“Then if you don’t deem your decision as a stupid move. Why are you on the edge over this whole thing?” she wonders. Good question.“Because at the end of the day, this is Nathan Rodriguez. One of the hottest bachelors in Florida who also happens to be the richest. This autom
After the dinner when the arranged marriage was announced and how Nathan and I spent the night together at Thalia’s place, everything has been nothing but hectic. It’s not like we slept in the same bed, but I have to say, he was a bit clingy to an extent.None of us bothered to talk to the other once we went our own ways.My family and Nathan’s family are taking this wedding seriously and they're spending a tremendous amount of money. Haven't they gotten the memo that it will last for just a year? It's their loss, not mine. I don’t care about any of this. They can do whatever floats their boat.I'm supposed to hate everything about this wedding, but I can't help but fall in love with my wedding dress. Is there any woman on this planet who has the guts to hate a dress from Zuhair Murad?“Wake up, beautiful bride.” Mum sounds extremely cheerful and I find it hard to believe that she understands that this marriage is
Vows were exchanged and in the blink of an eye, I became Mrs. Rodriguez. Not once have I imagined myself to become a Rodriguez. Life tends to surprise us after all. Kissing Nathan at the altar will forever be one of the weirdest moments of my life. I never thought I would kiss him one day, let alone kiss him at the altar. There was no spark, and it was quick with no emotions. This isn’t how I wished my kiss at the alter would be like. I wished my kiss would be passionate, something that would forever be imprinted in the back of my mind and carved in my heart. I wished my kiss to be with someone I loved, someone I was ready to give up my life for. I guess we don’t get all that we wish for. The venue where the wedding reception is held is breathtaking. The chairs are gold just like I requested and the roses are blue and white. Each table has a few flowers in a small basket and the table itself isn't covered by any cloth just like what I wanted. Although my mum wasn't a
The idea that I have to live under one roof with Nathan feels so weird. How am I supposed to handle him? I feel like each day I'm going to wake up to a different prank. Despite stating in the contract that he has to be loyal, I have a feeling that one day I’m going to find a woman walking around in her underwear. “Welcome home, Linnea.” He opened the large black door and I step inside first. He has such a fine taste. “I have a housekeeper here. Her name is Carole, but I gave her a few days off since we are supposedly going on our honeymoon. She comes daily at seven-thirty and leaves around six. I usually give her the weekends off,” he tells me. Yeah, we are not going on a honeymoon. The two of us agreed on that. I thought Nathan would have a housekeeper living with him in the same place, but I guess he loves privacy. At least there’s something we both agree on. I wonder how old Carole is. Is she a girl in her twenties or even early thirties? Does he mak
I've been a Rodriguez for five days and it's safe to say that I'm going out of my mind. I can't wait to get back to work. Nathan and I have been avoiding one another as much as possible. Luckily, the house is big enough to make our interaction minimal. I finished watching two new tv shows and I end up ordering a few things online to make the room more like… me. The digital clock is a must and according to A****n, everything I ordered will arrive tomorrow. Looking out of the window, I notice that it's a beautiful sunny day. I eye the swimming pool and smile to myself. It looks like a good day to go for a swim. Scurrying to my closet, I pick a black one-piece swimsuit. I throw a few items in a beach bag and head downstairs after fetching a towel and throwing a dress over my swimsuit. I place my stuff on the baby blue beach shezlong and put my hair in a bun before getting into the water. Its coldness hit my body for a few seconds before I get used to it
It's been three days since Nathan’s prank. He has been trying to talk to me, but I am completely ignoring him. I was stupid enough to fall for one of his pranks, I'm not going to fall for another one. As the saying goes, fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. He has contributed to aggravating my trust issues. I'm still thinking about a good payback and I think I have found the perfect one. By the amount of paintings on the wall, I can tell that Nathan loves nothing in his life as much as precious paintings, but I cannot touch them. I want the damage to be repairable and causing any damage to any of these pieces of art will never be repairable damage. I may be bitter, but I'm not heartless. Moreover, I value art too. I can't bring myself to damage it. However, there is also one thing that Nathan loves. His black Ferrari. Slashing its tyres is definitely going to irritate the hell out of him, but at the same time, he will be able to replace them. Exact
I cannot believe that Linnea did this! I’m aware of what I made her go through, but not once have I expected her to slice three of my tires. I was just messing around with her. I didn’t expect her to get this mad over a stupid prank like the one I pulled on her. Maybe I shouldn’t have underestimated her anger. I didn’t even know that she sliced the tires until Asher told me. He came over a while after she left, and the first thing he said was “Dude, what happened to the Ferrari’s tires?” I hurried to the garage to understand what he was talking about, and I found three of the tires flat on the ground with giant slashes in them. “She’s such a badass, I would marry someone like her!” Asher, my best friend, laughs when I tell him about what she has done. After getting over the Ferrari incident and calling my driver to bring me tires, Asher and I decide to spend the day playing video games. “Honestly man, you deserve it. The poor girl was enjoying her day by the pool, an