Married to my father’s boss

“I now pronounce you husband and wife” was what the pope said. well just few of our families were present and the groom was no where to be found . My father told me he had urgent business to handle few hours before my big day…. Pure sarcasm by the way. Slowly slipping out of my wedding dress, flashbacks of how I was forced to marry a pompous mafia leader for my father’s greed stings my heart. Getting married without having to see the face of your so-called husband was the last thing on my wishlist . A man so arrogant to attend his own wedding was the last man I could ever love. I scoffed as I made my way to the bathroom, atleast I had a big-*ss room with every basic thing I need, that’s a bonus at my end. I quickly had my bath and lazily climbed on my bed after drying up with a towel , I didn’t even bother to wear my nightie because of how exhausted I was; plus I didn’t think my so called pompous husband who couldn’t attend his own wedding would want anything to do with me t

Chapter three Meemee’s pov I woke up feeling tired and hungry. I blinked rapidly and still couldn’t see a thing. Why was everywhere dark? I asked myself I stretched my hands and turned on the switch. My phone caught my attention by the light stand and I quickly grabbed it. “10:47pm” I gasped! One flaw I have is sleep! I could sleep for a whole day and not get enough. I quickly got up to bath and change but my boxes were no where to be found. I looked everywhere till a note on the table caught my eyes. “ your things are in other room”. I hissed and rolled my eyes, couldn’t he atleast have told me? I grabbed the few things i still had left and made my way to my new room. It looked exactly like his only for the change in colour from black and ash to pink and purple. Call me wierdo if you want but girly things don’t freak me so the room colour didn’t even impress me. I settled down to arrange everything to my taste before heading to the shower to bath. I spent more time thi

AJ’s pov I was totally stunned with the answers she was giving to Anna. Anna was a one night stand that developed into a frequent visits. She’s the only one who’s been able to stay even after chasing her away several times. I like to keep my business away from people often so relationships were out of the question. I made Anna understand this and she was okay coming over whenever I wanted. Most times she acts like the boss’s wife and does things I’ve told her not to. Somethings she’d chase always girls who come over to spend the night the next morning. She’d never really met her match untill now that my wife’s trying to put her in her place. “My wife”! Sounded strangely good to say though. I saw meemee coming up and she mistakenly slipped. I rushed over to pull her to my chest with my hands laying on her waist. My breaths hitched and I couldn’t think straight. This lasted for few minutes before she pulled away and bent over giving me enough view of her round ass. Fuck!

“As I stood amidst the ruins of my own making, I couldn't help but realize that my foolishness had led me down the path of disappointment. I had blinded myself with false hopes and reckless decisions, ignoring the warning signs and red flags. I thought I was chasing a dream, but in reality, I was chasing a mirage. My own naivety had led me astray, and now I was left to pick up the pieces of a shattered reality. The weight of my disappointment was crushing, a constant reminder of my own foolishness. I vowed to learn from my mistakes, to temper my optimism with wisdom, and to never again let my foolishness lead me down the path of heartache.” I wrote in my journal. I chuckled at my choice of words that sounded too harsh for what I enjoyed. I felt more disgusted rather than anger. Disgusted that I walked myself into embarrassment. What was I thinking? Did I think to overtake whatever hoes he had and make love to me with compassion and kindness? Was I stupid to think he’d actually treat m

Sitting outside the lake side, I kept having reoccurring thoughts about what happened with Anna. I was gradually loosing it even after being soo far from me. Hell broke lose earlier and Anna has been crying non-stop, she feels I’m going to dump her for meemee anytime soon. I thought this was a distraction I needed but now I realize it’s not even possible. MEEMEE’s POV: As i stood in the empty house, my anger boiled over. How could he just leave without telling me? Without even a note or a message? I felt betrayed, hurt, and abandoned. I thought with what happened the last time we’d be atleast friends or so. pacing back and forth, my mind racing with thoughts of his deception. But as I turned a corner, and caught a glimpse of my wedding photo. She stopped, staring at the my smily self, beaming with love and joy. When was the last time I felt that way? When was the last time I even looked genuinely happy? The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. We weren't in love to