Ray.co was one of those tall buildings that fascinated her as a child. It was always full of life, during lunch break, a troop of workers would flood into their little family cafe for food. She liked how they were dressed smartly, how they used so many business terms she didn’t understand as a child. It was her dream to work there but she gave up when she saw it was almost impossible. She loved the office so much, she imagined that if she ever got an employment there, her father won’t be quiet about it, he’ll proudly tell everyone who visited his restaurant that his daughter was one of the workers at the skyscraper. She sighed as she took in the building and it’s view. Everytime she came there, she was shocked by the size and height of the building. The last time she was around, it was to pick up yet another rejection but now, here she was as the wife of the owner of the company. “Are you okay?” Aiden as he joined her at the reception She nodded and gave him a small smile. Ha
A couple of days had passed since she accompanied Aiden to Ray.co. She played the role of a supportive wife by sorting out the drinks, food and decor for the soirée. It wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be, she had to find diverse meal options as people from all over the world were coming. The fun part was seeing Aiden everyday. Their conversations were mostly about work but she loved to hear him speak. She found it strange that she was turned on by him merely addressing his workers or giving them orders, he was so manly, a man that could take charge of any situation. One afternoon, there was a mistake in a shipment for a client and an argument began. Aiden quickly jumped in and diffused the situation, he handled it with so much professionalism and confidence. Jeanine impulsively whispered “that’s my husband” to the receptionist. Of course the receptionist knew they were married but Jeanine had gotten so excited and proud that it almost sounded real in her own ears that Aid
He had to keep a count of the number of times Jeanine had made him nervous, no one woman had ever made him feel nervous or tongue tied but Jeanine —that woman was something else. The moment he saw her at the top of the stairs, his jaw fell open but he quickly closed it. If he never believed angels existed, at the sight of Jeanine, he did. Her dress snug her tiny waist, highlighting her curves. He could feel his lower member rise and God did he wish it would stop rising.When they were at work, he caught himself checking her out a couple of times. She could have on plain jeans and her regular college hoodie but his eyes would still be focused on the roundness of her bottom. He should have told her she looked nice but nice was an understatement almost like a lie. She looked magnificent, drop dead gorgeous but how was he going to tell her all these without making it sound awkward? No, he didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. “Why do you have all these?” He asked, point
The Braithwaite’s home was a castle. She watched in awe as the large iron gates opened up for Aiden to drive in. There was a huge water fountain in the middle of the compound, she had never see one as magical as it was. There was a beautiful gazebo at the east side of the compound and although she didn’t have a clearer view of it, she knew if she had one in her house, she’d spend most of her time there. Fairy lights were hung around the wooden framework which reminded her of a princess magical story. She had always thought that Aiden’s home was luxurious, it had face recognition doors and antique designs that were no longer being made but this house right here was made of dreams and everything a woman could wish for.She imagined living in a white picket fence with her family if she got married but scratch that, it was too basic. This was the kind of home she wanted to raise children in. “This is so beautiful” she gasped as he pulled into the drivewayThere were a fleet of
Aiden loved his mother with every fiber in him but did she really have to show up at that time? Did she even have to interrupt their moment?He placed his hands in his pocket to hide the bulge he got from kissing Jeanine. Her lips were soft and he didn’t mind the taste of her lip gloss, he’d been dying to kiss her all day and when he finally got an opportunity to, he didn’t want to stop. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment when his mother caught them. There were like two teenagers who had just been caught making out when they shouldn’t, it gave him an extra thrill that he hadn’t felt in years.He took her hands in his and led her into the house. He could feel her hands shake as a result of feeling nervous, he quickly moved his hands towards her waist as a form of comfort. The last time he had come home was after his father’s death, so many memories of his father haunted him that he wished he could have done something to save him. Each time his mother or sisters invited hi
In thirty minutes, Jeanine had learnt that Layla was a medical doctor married with two children, Valerie was a model and sport enthusiast and Portia was in college just like her and she was studying communications. Stephen and Cindy were five and they were homeschooled.All she feared would go wrong had gone wrong, it didn’t seem like Grace Braithwaite was happy about her kissing their son in their driveway. She would have probably broken down if Aiden didn’t hold her hands and reassured her that everything was okay. His touch and words had magic in them, if he said everything was going to be fine then it was, she had seen this man work and diffuse the situation effortlessly so if things went totally south with his family, he would know how to fix it. “These are for you” she managed to say and then handed the flowers over to Grace with shaky hands A chef took the fruit basket to the kitchen. She watched Grace’s eyes lit up as she smiled. It was the first time Grace smiled a
“One..two…threee..go!!!!” Jeanine winced at the harshness of the manager's voice. James’ voice was always throaty like he suffered a dry cough or a sore throat. She was relieved he wasn’t focused on her, he didn’t complain about her amateur dancing or her failure to arch her back properly like the other girls. Tonight was a big night, James had invited a couple of billionaires and he had promised to entertain them. Owing to that, he had placed all his best dancers in front, leaving Jeanine at the back. “Jeanine, can I have a word with you?” He asked before she left for the stage She rolled her eyes, thankfully he couldn’t see her behind her mask. “I don’t want you on stage tonight” he stated firmly. “I can’t have you ruin things for me” She bit her lower lip. She needed the money, she could have easily skipped work but her rent was due. “Mr James, just give me this chance, I won’t fail you” She had said it so many times that she doubted if he was going to
The sound of loud music reverberated across the room. Nothing made sense to him, his mind was occupied by other thoughts and contrary to Henry’s suggestion, the strip club or the girls clad in scanty clothes didn’t help ease the tension he felt.In three days, he was going to lose his father’s company. He felt a knot in his chest and he downed what was left in his glass in one gulp. He watched as the other men sprayed the girls and cheered them on, he envied how relaxed they were, not bothered by what was going to happen. His relationship with his father was not the typical father and son relationship. They disagreed on so many things even though they were the spitting image of each other. His father had always feared that his son would end up a lonely man or if he kept on sleeping with different women, he might lose himself. Aiden didn’t care about any of the things he had to say, his parents had found love which was perfect but he wasn’t interested in finding love. The tho