"Now you may kiss the bride." Blair held her breath when she heard those words. The man in front of her lifted her veil, she took a glance at his handsome stone cold face. His beautifully unique eyes showed no emotion. He wrapped one of his long arm around her waist and cupped her face using another making her look up to him. He was so tall, even in four inches of heels she had to crane her head up to look at him.
"Congratulations wife" his raspy voice said before he connected their lips. He gently sucked onto her lips while tracing them with his wet tongue. She felt her knees weaken, it was unlike something she had ever felt before. But as good as it felt, she could not bring herself to kiss him back. She always dreamt of having her first kiss with the guy she loved. But there she was, giving it away to a person she met for the first time while her first love watched in between the guests.
So how did she end up being in that position? Let us go back few weeks:
"Cheers!"
The group of 6 people in formals clinked their glasses that were filled with expensive wine. The team of lawyers celebrated their victory over a complicated case.
"Let's have a heads up to our MVP of the day, Blair Andrews!"
Blair showed a shy smile at her co-worker's comment. She had been receiving non stop praise from her team after the previous day's court hearing. She was happy, not just because she won the first ever case of her life but also because she was pretty sure she had impressed Raiden.
Raiden Kingston was the leader of the same team, the founder of K.S Law Firm. He had put together a team of most competent lawyers, and didn't regret having Blair with them. In just six months of practice, she managed to lead and win a case which was halted for years and was reopened at her request.
Since day one, she had been his center of attention. Not only for her gorgeous visuals, but for how hard working, dedicated and smart she was. He touched the side of his blazer. He could feel the soft material of the red and white silk scarf. He decided it was the time to go for it.
Blair waited for everyone to leave so she could do what she was planning to. Tell him what was in her heart. For the 18 months she had worked there, he had been an amazing senior, always supporting and guiding her. She didn't realise when her admiration turned into something much more.
Finally, they stood there alone. Just the two of them. "I proud of you Blair, really." He patted her hair and stretched his cherry red lips into an admiring smile. At first he wasn't sure weather to give her permission to reopen a dead case but seeing her strong will, he had to agree. She smiled thankfully.
"Mr. Kingston, I want to tell you something." She pressed her lips together, gathering all of her courage. But before she could say anything, her phone rang in her pocket. She declined without even looking at the caller ID.
"I wanted t-" it rang again and again. She bit back a curse and sighed internally. 'Damn you phone!' Raiden let out a handsome chuckle.
"You should take that." He pointed to her side pocket where her Taylor Swift ringtone was ringing.. Defeated, she finally picked it up.
"What do you want?"
"Come to the hospital, right now." Her cousin's grim voice spoke over the phone. She panicked at his tone.
"Aaron, what's wrong?"
"Dad had a heartattack."
Her heart dropped. After the death of her parents, her uncle had been her father figure, guardian, friend, everything. He always treated her like his own, she couldn't think of anything happening to him.
...
"Calm down please ma'am."
"How can I calm down when we are on the verge of bankruptcy!?"
She could hear her aunt's voice scream at Mr. Park. She sat there next to her uncle's unconscious figure, holding his hand. Seeing him in hospital clothes with needles in his hand, broke her heart. He got a heartattack after getting that shocking news. She let a silent tear run down her cheek.
"Shhh, nothing is going to come out from crying." She could feel Aaron's warm hand caressing her back, trying to comfort her.
"You," Her aunt Martha came up to her pointing an accusing finger. "Don't try to act all innocent now, this is all your fault! I told you not to follow that case!"
Blair tried to speak up but only a muffled sob came out. Martha was right. It was her fault that their business collapsed in matter of hours, it was her fault that her uncle was in that condition, everything was her fault. She should have known about the consequences before proceeding with that case.
"Aunty I am sorry, I was jus-"
"Just what!" Martha screamed. "Are your dead parents more important to you than us?" She had hit the spot. Blair once again suppressed a sob, the thickness in her throat was choking her. She realised that her stubbornness to investigate her parents death had lead them to this situation.
Byron Chase was a dangerous man, she knew it. Many had warned her not to go against him but she stood her ground. While investing her parents death, the case took a complete turn when his history of sexual assault came into picture. Multiple women came up to her and that's when she decided, she would fight for justice.
Though she won the case, Byron's sister used their influence to force most of their shareholders to drop their shares. And they agreed, reason was simple, the Chases weren't the one to mess with. Yet, she still let her emotions cloud her judgement.
"Mom enough," This time it was Aaron who spoke. "You're stepping on the line." In response she scoffed loudly, showing her disappointment in her son.
"No Aaron, she is right, it happened because of me. I am the one at fault."
"Now listen here, make your existence worth for once. Since you have ruined it and you have be the one to fix it." Martha's eyes shot daggers towards her. Her rough tone pierced her heart with hundreds of needles.
"I will do whatever it takes to make things better." Her eyes were desperate, almost begging. She wanted to help them out after the mess she made. She was determined to do everything in her will. But what Martha said next, left her dumbfounded.
"Then you better prepare yourself, you are getting married."
"Why is she calling me at this time?" Calvin wondered when he saw Jessica's name flash on the caller ID. Getting a call from her was already unusual, and on top of it, in middle of the day? He assumed it must be something important. Without wasting any more time, he tapped the green icon and placed the phone near his ear."Get inside!" He flinched when her voice blasted from the other side."Jessica? What is going on?" He inquired. He was pretty sure she was not talking to him. Did she call him by mistake? There were some weird noises from the other side. Muffled sounds, grunts, some commotion. His curiosity rose. Instead of questioning her any further, he kept quiet, putting his attention on what was happening on the call."You like to play, don't you?" It was a man's voice. Gruff and stern. However, that voice did not sound familiar to Calvin. And he did not sound like someone civil with Jessica. Before he could assume anything more, another feminine voice spoke."Stop! You want me,
Jessica watched intently as Dr. Hill put some disinfectant on a ball of cotton, held it up with a suture scissor and dabbed it on Stephanie’s chest. Jessica helped by pulling her shirt further, near her shoulder, to give the doctor better access to the wound. Stephanie was still like a statue. Surprisingly, the sting was very minimal, much less than the previous time. She remembered the last time she got her wound cleaned. It burned so much, she felt like someone had inserted a flaming rod inside her. She shook her head, wanting to forget that horrible memory, it was one of the main reason why she did not want to visit the hospital. “Does it hut too much?” Jessica inquired with a whisper, noticing the girl’s stiff expression. “Not at all.” She whispered back, putting the former at ease. Just the thought of getting shot sounded terrifying to her. On top of it, the pain that comes with its treatment, the idea made all hairs on her body stand up. In her eyes, she found incredibly brav
"I am just being paranoid." Raiden stated to himself. He gulped down a glass of water, wishing it will come his restless heart. Jessica had texted him saying that they had reached the hospital. 'They would be home in no time. It is not a big deal.' That's what he was trying to convince himself. However, his instinct told him something was not right. He glanced at his watch. The case would resume in half an hour. He had to get his mind off everything else and go through his points once again. Blair had already immersed herself in revising each and every document before they had to face the jury.For time being, everything was going in their favor. They just had to stay consistent and he would walk out of the courtroom with another victory by his name."Mr. Kingston? You seem distracted." Blair observed her boss's lost behavior. It was unusual of him, not paying attention on his work. "Should I get you a coffee?" She asked. "That is no need for that." He waved his hand to dismiss her
"Do you really like my brother?" It would be a lie if Stephanie said she did not expect it. Jessica was like that, nosy and straightforward. At least in Stephanie's eyes. She reminisced the conversation she had with Raiden that same morning."Dr Hill can't come today, so we have to go to the hospital." He informed, keeping his eyes downcasted. Things had been awkward between them since the day he indirected rejected her. In all honesty, she missed him. His face, his voice, his smile, his shabby cooking which she always ate without any complains. She would feel so overwhelmed by his efforts that his bland food did not bother her. She was happy, just by looking at him. His mere presence bought her unexplainable joy.However, now things were not the same as before. The person who provided her comfort, was acting like a complete stranger. And it was all her fault. She was convinced that it was a huge mistake on her side to confess his her feelings when she knew she would get rejected. 'Bu
We should always obey our elders. They know the best. Elders are never wrong. All these things are embodied in our heads since our childhood. We should never expect them to apologize, even when they are in the wrong. That's what we are taught. But, is it always true? In that room, Blair encountered to completely different type of adults."I am so sorry, my dear." Miguel apologized with regretful eyes as Martha stood in the back, keeping her lips zipped and holding on her usual, 'I am disgusted' expression. "All this time, I only thought about myself. How did I became so selfish? I never tried to understand how you must feel. Family is supposed to have each other's back in difficult times, but I left you alone when you needed my support the most. I'm sorry, Blair." He asked for her forgiveness with downcasted eyes.His heart was full of regret. He softly clutched her palm, showing her a grim smile. "It doesn't matter to me. Even if we don't share the same blood, you are still my li
"I really have no idea." Aaron chuckled when Blair gave him a questioning stare. As per Miguel's wish, her and Calvin visited the Andrews mansion. They found Aaron and Mr Park in the living room. However, the older couple was nowhere to be seen. She wondered what could be the reason behind the invitation."They were fighting again. Dad's health is getting worse." Aaron spoke up, out of the blue. Mister Park nodded his head in agreement."Mr Andrews is looking into divorce lawyers." He revealed. "At first I thought it was not that bad because they were attending marriage counseling. But now, things doesn't look that good.""Dad is planning to get a divorce!? Why didn't you tell me?" Aaron exclaimed, feeling disappointed. If he had known everything from the beginning, he could have tried to solve it."I didn't want to hide it from you, but your father asked me not to involve you. I am sorry." The older man apologized.My parents are considering divorce, for fuc- God's sake! How can I not