~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
Arthur grabbed my hands again as we walked out of the building. All eyes were on us and I could hear whispering voices. The parking Valet handed his car keys to him, and he opened the door for me, “I’m not entering your car except you tell me where we’re going. “Stop being difficult and get in the car, I’m not trying to kidnap you. Even if I wanted to, you wouldn't be able to pay the ransom fees”, He said to me coldly as he slightly nudged me forward. I got in and he closed the door harshly. God, please give me the strength to be able to hold my tongue. If he disrespected me one more time, I would give it to him. I relaxed into the chair a little bit, my tense body starting to hurt, my shoulder especially, but I couldn't afford a massage. Opening my bag I checked my phone and truly, there was a message from an unknown number, I clicked it and read, Unknown: “Meet me in my office at lunch break. Unknown: Where are you? I’m coming to your office now! How rude! Such a commanding
~Veronica Beckham A few tears escaped from my eyes, not because of the sweet words that came out of his mouth but because of the fairytale dreams I had about love that just went down for money. A lot of people approached us to say their congratulations. I felt so used. "Can we go?", I mumbled, putting my things into my bag. "Yeah", he signaled the waitress to bring the bill. Mrs. Greta came instead, "It's on the house dear, it's not every time we get a proposal here", she chuckled. "Why aren't you happy?" She looked at me. "I am, I'm just overwhelmed", I giggled. Arthur offered me his hand and I took it, plastering a fake smile at him. "We'll see you next time, we have to continue our celebration at home." We said our goodbyes and left the shop. I couldn't stand him, so I walked ahead. Immediately we got inside the car Arthur spoke, " Why do you always ask questions? You almost ruined my proposal?" He yelled. "You caught me off guard, a little heads up would have been nice inste
I could see Lilian peeping through the window of our house. I went inside and she didn’t even let me breathe before drowning me in questions.“I can’t believe you’ve been dating Arthur Fucking Callaghan all this time!“Language Lilly”, I scolded, throwing my bag on the sofa, I crouched down to take off my shoes, placing them on the shoe rack.She totally ignored me and carried on ranting.“And we’ve been suffering. You’re engaged to the country's most handsome rich bachelor Vee! How the hell did you not tell me? I’m your favorite sister!”, she whined.“You’re my only sister and sibling, chill”“That’s all you heard with all I just said?”, she frowned.My mom walked into the living room, at least she’ll come save me from Lilly, “Don’t you have homework to do?”, she eyed my sis.“I have done it and also all my chores so nope I won’t be left out of this conversation”, she held her head up high, standing her ground.“Fine! We wanted it to be private alright, he’s like a celebrity, he want