It’s close to dinner and I have yet to see the person who was supposed to be my husband. I was trying to conclude whether he was a workaholic or was just avoiding me since he knew I would be at home by this time. After the delicious brunch I had in the kitchen with Lorenzo, I came back to my room and that is where I have been ever since, my only company being my phone which I was getting bored of. I was considering going down for dinner but had to hold myself back until I was called by the staff. I didn’t want them to start seeing me as an overeater on my first day of living here. I could not stop thinking of Lorenzo’s food, that man was a beast in the kitchen and it also didn’t help that he was freaking attractive. I know I am married now and I should probably keep my eyes off men but I could still admire them and I’m sure Atticus won’t mind since he wasn’t at all concerned with anything that had to do with me. Someone knocked on my door and I told the person to come in. The g
It was during moments like this that I regretted my decision to live my life solo, without friends. I was bored out of my mind from being in doors always and I couldn’t exactly make friends with the help. One thing I learnt from my dad is that the people who work under you can never truly be your friend and you should never try to make them like that. But that didn’t mean that you should be mean or wicked to them, you should treat them with kindness and never bully them, I know many people would disagree but it’s made life efficient for me and dad. It’s been almost a week since I had that little table argument with Atticus and we haven’t seen each other since. I didn’t even know if he was living in this house. It was like he was avoiding me or that’s what I keep telling myself but I knew deep down, it was the other way around. I was still a little bit pissed at him so I don’t want to see him in case I am unable to control myself and tell him what I would regret later on. Today, I w
Something was chirping rather too loud against my window and it was getting too annoying. The sun streaking through the window had not been enough to wake me up but the bird that wouldn’t stop chirping so loudly was making it difficult for me to remain asleep. I turned to my right so I was facing the window and threw the bird the hardest glare I could muster so early in the morning but the annoying twat just faced the other side too and continued its business like it wasn’t being so fucking loud. There was no way I was falling asleep again with the bird shouting and refusing to fly away and I was not about to let it stay there just because I was lazy. A loud yawn escaped my lips and I stretched my little body on the bed before standing up. The bird flew away as soon as I took my first step towards the window and I clenched my fist in annoyance to prevent screaming out of frustration. I picked up my phone to check the time and saw it was a quarter past eight which was way too ear
I was a little bit nervous after Samantha’s threat to tell Atticus what had happened. I have met a fair share of girls like Samantha and I knew she was capable of twisting what had happened into a completely different story. I had no idea of how important she was to Atticus to be confident about him not believing anything she said. She claimed they were supposed to be married. If that was true, that meant he probably loved her and trusted her to an extent. I also wondered why he would marry me for my company shares if he was already engaged to someone of Samantha's status if I should go by all her bragging. She seemed to also be the daughter of someone really important. I only threatened her to leave but I was not expecting her to really leave. I was surprised to see her hurrying off the property like there was a fire on her tail, it had been so hilarious. Leonardo kept thanking me and apologizing for putting me in such a spot and I was tired of telling him that whether I liked it
At first, during the shopping, I wasn’t too excited about the fundraiser but now that I was wearing my bold velvet gown, I was eager to get to the venue already and feel the stares on me. The velvet gown was very bold which was not what I was looking for but one look at it and I couldn’t let them take it back. The dark red velvet gown was stunning and had a rare glossy sheen to it that would be illuminated properly with the right lighting which I was certain the venue would have. The velvet gown was a long-sleeved gown with a plunging neckline that stopped just below my cleavage. It was easy to rock the gown with my small perky breasts so the neckline didn’t appear too much because of that. From the waist down the gown flowed to the gown in an A shape with prints and also had a long slit that went all the way to my lap. To top it up was my favourite part, the pockets that hid beneath the prints on the gown. The gown was already a bit too extra so I did a simple makeup so I didn’t
When the driver pulled up in front of what looked like a fancy restaurant, I pulled out my phone to call Danielle so I could let her know I had arrived. This was me also giving them time to get their act together and stop all the gossip that was happening about me. I’m not trying to be a narcissist or anything like that but this was a normal thing when people like this gathered. Danielle would obviously have told them that there was going to be a new member and it was no other than the most eligible bachelor who was no longer a bachelor’s wife. The media was still buzzing with the news that Atticus Hayland was married and I had made sure to keep off my social media. I was not in the mood to deal with any negativity and I was not willing to let some dreamers spoil my mood with their sorry excuse of what they thought were perfectly structured insults that would aim to attack my person. I made sure to post an earth-shattering photo of myself which I got from a friendly photographer be
For the past thirty minutes I have been pacing around my room and my head was a mess or rather my thoughts. Everything was jumbled up there and I was still berating myself for letting my mouth run like that during lunch with the society wives. Now I have made an enemy of people I probably should have just avoided in the first place. I knew I should have avoided that meeting from the start. Those kinds of scenes weren’t my forte but it would have been rude to just refuse Danielle like that. I hated that smug look on Samantha’s face. I hated how sure and confident she was that she was going to end up throwing me out of this house and I despised myself for the litter of doubts that lingered every etch of my very being. The insecurity I felt at the moment was very suffocating and nauseating. I never imagined that one day I would have to battle another woman for my husband, arranged or not. God, I remember the days when I used to brag to people that I would never fight for a man. I
It was really hard for me to make a decision and also come up with a plan for what I was going to do. I stayed up all night weighing my options and chances and trying to come up with the best possible and guess what I came up with? Nothing..blank…nada. I mean what would you do if you were in my position? My eyes had become too heavy and had water streaming down my face and I was unable to process any thoughts by the time it was four a.m. so I just decided to give in to sleep. By the time I woke up this morning without any answers, I just decided to go with my gut and my stupid gut told me I could do it and more. I didn’t have a plan so I was just going to go with the flow. The only plan I had was to reach out and stop being invisible. I don’t have anything other than that. No detailed specifications or anything like that. I was leaving my fate up to nature, well not entirely but most of it. I was awake way earlier than I normally would so I could have breakfast with Atticus bef