One Way

Sunlight peeking through the white curtains of the hotel's luxury suite forced Calvin Cartier to open his eyes. He rubbed his eyes, ran a hand through his already messy hair and sat up straight on the soft matress. He looked at the sleeping figure of the beautiful woman beside him. Her soft ginger hair was sprawled on the bed, a thick blanket covering her naked body. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the time in his cellphone."7:00 am? Shit!" He cursed loudly and quickly got dressed. He needed to reach the Empire on time or else he would hear an earful from his brother. He picked up his phone, wallet and Rolex from the table, wrote a short message on the notepad which was provided and left it near the table lamp. The girl woke up only after he left. She was wondering about his absence when she saw a note on the table. It said:"Dear Kyla,I had a good time last night. Please don't contact me again :-)Ps. I have already paid for the room."She cru

Blair was introduced to the Cartiers while preparing for her wedding. Calvin's mom Joanne was a wonderful lady in her sixties. She had big green eyes, tanned skin and greying hair. Very sweet and well spoken. Rachel, Emma and Maya, wives of the three sons of family, Denver, Elvis and James respectively. Jackie, his fierce and outspoken sister, whom Blair found to be a little intimidating at first and her wife Venessa, the last daughter in law of the family and a well known movie producer. She got a chance to meet Albert when he visited her uncle in the hospital. He was tall with an intimidating aura and deep voice but his kind smile and gentle eyes made her like him. She also met James once when he came to pick up Maya in between their dress selection because they had to go somewhere. First thing she noticed about him was that how good looking he was with his curly dark hair, hazel eyes and well defined jaw line.

Calvin's house was gigantic for one person. It was a two floored mansion, with about five rooms and an indoor swimming pool. The decorations, the furniture, the designing, everything screamed money. It was all so modern, almost futuristic. Surprisingly, the house looked very bright. She thought he would be a dark colours type of guy but his house was painted baby blue and white with matching furniture. She loved the place. They were standing in the living room. A was huge, a long blue couch with two small ones at the side and a glass table in between was placed in the centre of the room. The front wall was a collage of framed pictures. Family photos, graduation photos, school pictures and even some random shots were placed precisely on the wall. Kitchen was included in the living room. The stove was electric and sensory, cabinets had well designed sunmica on them, counter was made of pure white marble in a U shape. And at the end of the counter, an expensive table cl

Blair was crying. While sitting in a puddle of soapy water and surrounded by dirty clothes. The person who claim she could fight voldemort was crying, because of laundry. It had been days since they got married and Blair was having time of life while living with Calvin. He was just so active in household work. She didn't have to lift a finger and not to forget his five star Michelin like food. She felt guilty for not helping around the house so she volenteered to do the grocery shopping but Calvin made her stop after one day because she messed up between scallions and wild reek. Which 'absolutely ruined his special dish' in his words. She didn't understand what the deal was, both were long and green. Since that day she would always accompany him to the market to learn 'the art of grocery shopping'. Again, his words. Now, there was one thing that was bothering her. The pile of dirty clothes that she had gathered. She didn't know how to do laundry. She thought of asking Mary or Tris

"This is so tiring." Blair sighed while shifting her weight from one leg to another. Her heels were making her legs ache. Well, they are called killer heels for a reason.    "Then you shouldn't have wore six inches of heels." Calvin nagged. Even the sight of those strappy maroon heels looked painful. He looked around searching for a place to sit but everything was occupied. He called over a waiter and asked him to arrange an extra chair.   She gave him a greatful smile. His thoughtfulness somehow made her feel special. If only she didn't already love someone else, she would have fallen for him the day they met.    "Hey there, hotstuff." A familiar voice made them both tum around. "Did you miss me baby?" Blair smiled wide and squeezed her into a bone crushing hug. She looked pretty as always in her thigh length black bodycon dress.   Jessica was the most beautiful women she had ever seen. Wi