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MishanAngelUpdate (01/10/2023): I've gone through and done a huge edit for this story. I know it's probably not 100% perfect but I think the changes that I did catch were the big ones that bugged me when I went back to read this story. Also, about 70%-80% of the cussing in the story has been removed. There is still a good amount because I think there are times where we do use it, especially when tensions are high. But I did cut it down a lot. I know that was a big turn off and one of the main comments. :) I do listen and I appreciate you guys wanting to make my story better for everyone! <3 Mish
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Promises Forgotten Chapter 1
“Can I? Can I really, Zack-y?” I choked down a cringe at Jennifer’s nickname, but forced a smile on my face as I looked at her. Her 5’9” thin frame with her perfectly placed hair and five hundred dollar outfit, with her bright blue eyes staring at me with glittering anticipation over the prospect of spending my money. “Of course, darling. Have fun.” She lifted up on her tip toes and kissed my cheek. Her hand slid down my back and into my back pocket. Grabbing my wallet out, she scurried off to the store we were standing in front of and started ordering the store associates to help her. “Sir, there is a call for you from Mr. Galliara.” I looked over at my assistant, who was leaning forward, my phone in his hands. Sighing and running my hands through my hair, I took it from him. “Mr. Anderson, I’m glad I was finally able to get ahold of you. I know you are a very busy man.” “I am, Mr. Galliara. How can I help you?” My voice was curt but professional. I don’t like being called on m
Promises Forgotten Chapter 2
I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my temples. The headache that had been a constant companion for me over the last couple days was getting worse. I knew I needed to go to the doctors but my schedule was so packed that I didn’t have time to even breathe. “Zach, you okay?” I glanced up at my longtime friend and head of security, Jason. He looked at me worriedly. I flashed him a smile. “I’m fine. Just a slight headache.” “Do you need me to get your medication?” I shook my head and reached down in my drawer, pulling out the bottle. “I already had one. It took the edge off it.” “If you’re already to the point where it isn’t helping fully…” “Thanks, Jason, but I’m fine.” I smiled again at him and leaned forward, looking at the paperwork on my desk. A knock on the door pulled my eyes away from the words. “Come in.” Stacy, my other longtime friend and current head assistant, poked her head in. Once she deemed the room was clear, she walked in and closed the door behind her. She sm
Promises Forgotten Chapter 3
Three more months. That’s all I had left of this fiasco. Three more months and I would be married to a woman I didn’t even remotely like. But then I could finally be rid of the stupid planning. The idiotic ruse of being the attentive fiancé who cared what flowers were chosen to line the aisle or if they should match the centerpieces on the tables. Being called to eat cake just for Jennifer to decide she hated them all and they needed to go back to square one with the flavors. “You okay, man?” Jason placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked at him, worry was written all over his face again. “I’m fine.” Taking a drink from the dry bourbon I ordered, I looked back at the five women huddled around a table dissecting the plating, silverware, flower arrangements, and color choices. “Have you been…” “I said I’m fine, Jason.” I snapped at him. “Go do your job and quit bothering me.” His hand left my shoulder and I sighed. Rubbing my eyes, I moved to pinch the bridge of my nose. Every so ofte
Promises Forgotten Chapter 4
Jolting up out of bed, my head felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to it. I let out a scream as I grabbed my hair and squeezed my eyes shut. Suddenly, I felt my stomach turn and I leaned over the bed and vomited. I couldn’t see, my vision was dancing with black and gold dots. My head felt like it was going to explode. Reaching out to the night stand, I knocked over the lamp and it shattered. The sound making me scream again. My eyes were tearing up, but I couldn’t even feel anything past the pain. Reaching out again, I grabbed my phone and unlocked it with my fingerprint. “Call Adrian…” My voice was hoarse and gravelly. “Call Adrian “Butthead” Anderson?” The phone replied. “Yes!” I screamed again as the throbbing turned into a stabbing pain. I started to cough and I could feel my consciousness leaving me. The phone rang three times before a tired and gruff voice answered. “Seriously, asshole? Do you know what time it is right now?” “A…A…rian…” My voice broke apart as the wor
Promises Forgotten Chapter 5
“Zach-y, I don’t know why you won’t allow me at your penthouse anymore.” Jennifer made herself comfortable in my office. She had started to make surprise visits to my office for the past week. Ever since Dr. Jha kicked my family out of the hospital room, the three of them seemed to attach themselves to me at the hip. I couldn’t get rid of them. I thought my headaches with my memories were painful, the things my parents now threw at me were downright torture. Then Jennifer had taken it upon herself to refuse all gifts unless they came directly from my hand. “I told you. I’m rarely there anymore and if I am, it’s only to sleep. I don’t know if or when I’m going to have the same issue. I won’t allow anyone to be around when that happens.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. At first, I hadn’t been keen on explaining the reason for my sudden hospitalization but I finally got fed up with the constant questions. I didn’t want anyone to see me like that. If I could help it, I wouldn’t allow J
Promises Forgotten Chapter 6
“I’m sorry…what?” It took a good five minutes before anyone could speak. I couldn’t even fathom what Jason was telling me. It was Stacy who recovered the earliest. Derek had already gotten up to refill his glass. “He’s been married. Zachary Emmett Anderson, married on May 5th in Las Vegas, Nevada to a Evelyn Harris. Married by an Elvis, but it’s an actual wedding certificate.” Jason turned the computer around to show the photocopy of the marriage certificate. Sure enough, my name was printed out in my own handwriting; as well as my signature. The woman’s name, written and signed in her own handwriting. I stared at the screen for a minute. “I wasn’t drunk when I signed this.” “What are you talking about? Of course, you were drunk! Why the hell would you say that? You were in Vegas for god’s sake.” Stacy grabbed the computer to turn it around. Her glass hovered at her lips before she cursed. “You’re right. That’s your sober signature. What the hell, Zach? What happened in Vegas afte
Promises Forgotten Chapter 7
***Evelyn’s POV*** I heard the music from my alarm and I moaned. If someone said that waking up at 4 a.m. gets easier with time, they were lying. Lying through their damn teeth. Stretching, I reached out with my left hand to silence my phone. Rolling over, I set my feet on the ground and sighed. Wood floors, great for cleaning, freezing cold in the morning. Looking over, my son Elliot was still curled up on his side of the bed. It took him a week for him to start to sleep through my alarms. He had his own little alarms with his favorite songs that got him going in the morning. One of the songs was sung by his father and I didn’t have the heart to tell him he couldn’t listen to it. Smiling, I kissed his head and went into the bathroom for the usual morning routine. Showering, I dried off quickly and placed my brace around my upper body. Attaching my bionic arm to the socket in my shoulder, I locked it in place. Adjusting my neck, I took a deep breath and tightened the muscles in my
Promises Forgotten Chapter 8
“Mom! I’m gonna be late!” I smiled and turned around. Elliot was running toward me in his little school outfit with his blue backpack. Patting my hands on my apron, I pulled him into a hug. “Good morning, pumpkin.” “Mmm…mmmm….we….nneeee…..goooo….” I let go and he exaggerated taking in breaths. “What’s got you so excited about school today?” “We are having animals come today and they have a frog!” Smiling, my son’s newest obsession has been frogs, but his inability to find a frog at our local parks has left him depressed for the last couple months. When he heard there were going to be animals at his Pre-K class, he specifically asked for a frog. I didn’t know if they did actually have one, but it sounded like someone made a promise he was going to hold them accountable for. “Alright, sweetheart. We will go now.” I pulled off my apron and took his hand. “Mike, I’m going to take Elliot to school. I’ll be back in a half hour.” “Sounds good. Have fun, kiddo!” Elliot went up to Mike
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