Does my husband ever listen to any reason? I had in length explained that I would never ever want a birthday party. Last thing I wanted to do was celebrate the day my mom died. But he apparently didn't give two shits about my feelings which is not a surprise considering how much he hates emotions and conversation. He had decided to celebrate my birthday mainly because I had never celebrated mine. No amount of my protests is going to derail him from his path."You know I'm not going to host it. I maybe forced to show up because it is happening in our house but that is it", I said giving him ultimatum."No offense but I was thinking of making Fathima in charge of birthday party", he said with a chuckle.Yes. My husband always make practical decision though it is common in rich circle for wives to organise parties here Fathima beat me to it. It only makes me more relieved because last thing I want to do is worrying about hosting birthday which I'm not at all interested in. I'm sure it is
I'm outright nervous as well as perplexed about what is going to happen on my birthday. I mean we just left after a lengthy drama from my house. Unlike the last time I was not sobbing uncontrollably on my way out. I was rather numb to an extend I'm exhilarated that my father stood up for me for the first time in my life. This rarely happened to me. My father was hell bent on ignoring our family problems much less even try to fix it. But today he had taken a stand I knew the main reason for that must be because I was now wife of a billionaire who also happens to be the one who owns everything he has. But I would like to believe that he did it because somewhere on the corner of his mind I have a place. I knew the place is very small but it is there I imagine.When I reached home it was late. But to my surprise Fathima was very busy trying the decorations. She called me to get my opinion but I knew what she wants was validation not advice so I gave it to her. She beamed at me. I was de
Turns out she was a single mother and the father of the girl is extremely negligent always chasing after new woman every day. She doesn't know what to do? She works hard and is forced to send the child to his father once in every week. Her father is seemingly rich though hence she wants to avoid getting into legal truffle with him. It was really sad to hear and I'm sure my Stone hearted husband is too melting. Because he offered legal help for her. Her eyes overflowed with tears of gratitude. After a while she rose to leave."I would like to thank you once again for helping my little one", she said."You don't have to mention it again", I said to her. "You would someday make an amazing mother. Take care of yourself. Sorry that helping my kid caused you this much trouble ", she said with a smile. I froze at first then tears welled in my eyes. I would never become a mother. Only now the realisation had dawned me. I couldn't even cry heartily because my husband is going to know it. "
I had convinced my husband to unwrap my head and hide the hideous scar with new bangs that fanned my forehead. He didn't approve worried about it getting infected. Excuse me who cares about infection when we are supposed to be in a party. I didn't want to look like a gangster with soiled bandages because I have neither vigour nor vitality to pull that persona off. I would look like a side charector who dies first in a horror movie after being heavily injured. I hated the fact that I'm being a center of attention when I'm at my worst."Your parents are going to be there?", I asked nervously."You have to wait and see", he said with a twinkle in his eyes. It just worried me. He always had a tendency to go overboard while organising things I blame all the money he had at his disposal.Once I was down. I watched Fathima had doned her prettiest head scarf. It put a smile over my face. I saw Charlie on the corner doing her bidding. She rarely being told what to do."Charlie", I called her.
"Heidi stop", I said managing to go after her. I had made a quick escape post his declaration to find my sister who was beyond heartbroken."What do you want?", she sneered at me."Heidi please don't go like this. You are my sister and once you used to be my best friend. I didn't want any man to come between us. I want us to go back to be normal", I said."Normal? You have always stolen my love from me. Remember Leon? You dated him even after knowing I was after him", she said."I'm sorry", I said to her with an apology.Leon was a guy who studied in my class. He was the only guy who wasn't scared of my height. He asked me out. I accepted him knowing that my sister crushed on him. In my defense no one had asked me out before. So I was tired of being called a lesbian because my best friend was. It was a bad choice I regret to this day. I only said yes because he was too old for her to date and it was supposed to be one date. Just so that bullies leave me alone. But he misbehaved with m
"Well where is my surprise?", I asked him. I was now dead in my step. How ever I want a piece of my husband's gorgeous ass so sue me."I thought you where tired", said my husband with a chuckle."I'm but I want my gift as well", I said without being embarrassed."My wife is getting bolder", he said lifting me all of a sudden."Hey what are you doing?", I gasped."You said you where tired", he explained. I closed my eyes so I don't have to see the maids watching us. Why can't he be a little more subtle?Once we were inside his room. He placed me gently on the bed. He had briefly moved into my room while I was recovering. I wonder if that is over?"What is the surprise?", I asked impatiently. He raised an eyebrow at my restlessness.He undid his shirt and I saw a tattoo of dragon which was big enough gracing in his chest. I touched it in awe. It was so beautiful. Why did I thought dragons where ugly. This looks very beautiful probably because it was in his body. Then it striked me. He h
I have stormed inside his office like an angel of death I presume because I got a few wary looks. It only gave me a little more confidence."Can you tell my husband that I'm here", I said to Lia while pretending to be nice."Sorry Mrs Wellington he is very busy right now", said she smugly..Damn him! He might have allowed her to say it. Otherwise she wouldn't have."How long?", I asked her."He didn't say", said Lia said with an artificial smile."Well I'm not leaving without seeing him", I said strongly."Fine wait for him", she said with a frown.I was counting seconds when I was called back by the bitch herself. I walked to her almost ready to give her a fine lash of words if she tried to make me leave.But she called me. "Sir will see you now", she said unhappily.I walked to the room with harsh steps. I wanted to kick his obnoxious face. Why did I ever get married to him? He was nothing but a controlling bastard.I pushed the door with a little more force than necessary. I found
"You are late again or is that allowed because you are now the chair?", asked Irene in contempt."Sorry I got held up. It won't happen again", I said guiltily.For the first time in life Irene is right. But what was I supposed to do? I wasn't allowed out because my husband was a bone head. I don't know what I can do with that. He also happens to own this organisation so I'm basically helpless. All I can do is that manage being a wife and a chairperson the same time. It is not easy and sometimes it would overlap."If the small talk is over let us start the meeting", said André."We got a complaint that the volunteers are unable to do their work", said Renee."Why is that? Maybe we should stop their meal voucher then they will be able to do it", said Irene with contempt."Irene don't be mean at least try to listen what we are trying to say", said André."So are we trying to ignore everything like this guy standing right behind Ziva. Who is he anyways? Does anyone even think to ask? What