I walked straight to the counter to talk to Gigi, we needed to change tables. When rush hour began, more people were gonna recognize us and I really didn't want harassment from the press. "Hi Gigi""Vee durlin’, I see you brought the whole family and even your man too", her accent thick as she spoke."Yeah, I was thinking you could move us into a secluded area, we really don't wanna deal with the paparazzi", I pleaded."Yeah, sure thing", she came out of the counter, directing us to the more private room, which was divided by silk cotton. It was not that hidden but people hardly pay attention to it.We all settled in, Arthur sat beside me, our legs touching but I ignored it. Menus were brought and we ordered. Few conversations were thrown in, the ones directed to me were answered in monoword. I know I was giving off vibes but I just couldn't fake it, fake like we were good. Couples do have issues anyways. Arthur touched my face and I jerked away from him. He gave me a pained look."
~Veronica BeckhamIt was a mother fucking club! I couldn't recall the last time I was in one. Actually, I could. It wasn't that long ago, the last one I went to was the after-party of my college graduation and I didn't enjoy it. It was just full of disgusted drunk guys who couldn't keep their hands to themselves or understood the word No.Clothes and everything needed were here. Apparently, they had all agreed to clubbing before I had even agreed. Reese's intention was to try to convince me by all means. Well, she didn't have to sweat it cause I agreed. According to her, a Yes was a Yes despite the circumstances so there was no way out for me.I didn't even know how my mum agreed to this, Lilly clubbing, I would have never. Reese poured wine into cups for everyone and connected her phone to the speakers, playing music to set the mood.She decided to do my hair and makeup as Lilly declined because according to her I was a nightmare. It was not my fault I kept crying oceans when it was
The car stopped, I guessed we were here, the door opened and everyone stepped out of the car.I could see a long queue but we didn't join the line, instead, we were escorted in, as people yelled at us that it was unfair. Well, life is unfair. The walls must be soundproof, I couldn't really hear how loud it was until the door swung open and we entered. My eardrums leaped out of my ears. Reese took us to the VIP section she booked.We settled in and a waiter brought the menu. Reese ordered a bottle of tequila. I wanted something sweet and I also didn't want Lilly and Ana drinking."Can we also get four cocktails and four bottles of water", Reese glared at me but someone had to be the responsible one here."What type of cocktail?""We'll have whatever you recommend", I smiled at him and he winked at me."Stop flirting with the waitress Vee, we're here to celebrate your bridal shower", she eyed me."I wasn't, I only smiled at him", I defended."Then stop smiling like that, it looked lik
~Arthur CallaghanAnalisse had been spending a lot of time in Vee's house lately. And that was how I knew her father was getting discharged today. Ana had bought some balloons and ranted about the dinner they were having after. I had just finished with work and was bored. The truth actually was that I was missing Veronica's presence. In just a few days of meeting her and she had had this much impact on me enough to affect my day. I was going to handle her father's hospital bills so I decided to do it in person. I knew I could easily do that without actually going there but I wanted to, in hopes that I would catch a glimpse of her. I would go to the office after to drop off some documents too I quickly got ready, grabbed my keys and bag, and headed out. I intentionally was driving slow, contemplating if I should really go or not. I arrived and parked my car. I was here now and there was no going back. I headed straight to the finance department, an elderly woman attended to me at
~Veronica Beckham.“Thank you, Mr. Donald,” I said with a wide smile as I took the keys from him. “You finally paid off after three months eh.” The old man said with a friendly chuckle that made me release one of my own. “It took me everything I had,” I said as I raised the key to my eye level, inspecting it with love. I had been borrowing Mr. Donald's car to work every day since we moved to Manhattan and I finally brought it from him. It's mine now. “I'm glad you decided to sell it to me,” I told him as I patted his shoulder. “Yeah right, I don't drive it that much anyway, and besides, that old hag keeps complaining that you're coming every morning.” He said the last part in a whisper and jerked his thumb toward the fence where his wife was lurking. I smiled at Mrs. Donald when we locked eyes and she narrowed her eyes at me. “She is healthier these days,” I commented as I looked ahead at the empty street. “Of course, she's started taking her medications and ignoring my pies
~Veronica Beckham. I downed the third cup of water Reese handed to me and crushed the paper cup in my hands. "This is bad. This is very, very bad." I said hitting the crushed cup on my desk making a few heads turn to look at us."Sorry about that!" Reese apologized on my behalf with an awkward chuckle. "This is fucked up in many ways, Reese. This can't happen." I said to Reese in a slightly panicked voice as I tried to control my emotions. I know very well that crying isn't going to help."I know Vee, the decisions haven't been made yet but that's what everyone's been saying. Even the press!" She exclaimed."But, he just died! How could they even think of the company? They should at least focus on his funeral or something." I complained, feeling my stomach churn from anxiety."The company has to carry on with or without him, Vee. This is just not working out the way it was supposed to." Reese said, grabbing a random chair to sit beside me. "What about your application? You haven't
~Arthur CallaghanThere were a lot of things one had to go through in life. One had to face the struggle of growing up, one had to face the struggle of the process of growing up, one had to struggle to do every damn thing and it was frustrating.Life was supposed to be easy for the rich, like wasn't that why they made the money? But for fuck’s sake, why the hell did rich people have to have a money-hungry self-obsessed villain of a relative that just causes problems?That was crap! I refused to live my life like a book written by a fantasy-living teenager. I was twenty-eight, not eighteen. “Mom I am not letting that money-hungry dwarf take what’s mine from me, for a fucking absurd reason” I raised my voice for the third time while I try to fix the fucking tie that keeps tangling. I groaned in frustration.“Language Arthur, your father just died and I need you to calm down. At least for me. This is also hard for me as it is hard for y-“ She began to sob lightly and I sighed. “Listen
- Veronica Beckham I thought my ears were hearing things or did he just say he's Mr. Carson's Son? He was the fucking Authur Callaghan, the CEO's only son? Shit! I was rude to him. What a nice way to finally lose my job. Hold up! Did he just say he wanted to marry me? This was a big joke, Today was really just not my day. “Look okay, I’m sorry for being rude to you but I have to go now”, I turned to walk away but he yanked me back. “Ouch! What’s up with you and my hands?” I glared at him. I really should stop being rude to him, he’s my boss now. “Yes you shouldn’t”, he said, letting my hands go. “Did I say that out loud again?”, My face flushed with embarrassment. “Yes, but look, I don’t have time to waste, I need you to marry me. See this as a win-win for both of us, I overheard your phone call with–”, I didn’t let him finish. “So you were eavesdropping on me?” Who’s the rude one now? “It wasn’t intentional. As I was saying, you desperately need money and I desperately