I stood and shook my head. Why was marriage suddenly on every table? I was still waiting for actual butterflies and fireworks before I thought about spending the rest of my life with someone.
“You don’t have to do it.” Dad sighed.
“What happens if I don’t? What happens to you?”
Nora stood, avoiding dad’s gaze. She wanted to grab my hands, yet pulled back at the last second.
“You can think of this as a deal too. What do you want Gia?”
There were a lot of things I wanted, but none so important I would marry a total stranger. Then the terms of the contract I signed hit me. I had no more than seven weeks to pay back the debt I now owned and with each day five hundred dollars was added to that debt. If I failed to pay the debt went back to mom and surely she would lose everything and I might end up as a high end prostitute.
“Nothing, nothing I’m not bribing my daughter into doing this. Damn them all if it has to be.”
“Don’t speak like that! Wolfe isn’t a man to double cross and you know it! An arrangement is an arrangement.”
“Actually, dad there is something I need.” I couldn’t believe I was about to say this. I told myself once I couldn’t have this both ways. Maybe divorce was an option in the future and I would be free of debt to top it off.
“Name it!” Nora said quickly.
“I’m in a bit of debt.” A bit was an understatement.
Dad ran a hand down his face and scrawled. “Why? Why would you borrow money instead of just calling me?”
I folded my arms over my chest. How when I felt like an outcast? I couldn’t bring myself to tell him I felt like the child he didn’t want most of the time.
“Pay my debt and I’ll do as you ask.” I couldn’t meet his eyes as I said it.
Nora clapped her hands in front of herself and sighed. “We have so much to do. Of course, we have to sign a contract just to be safe. I have to call a stylist and the makeup artist. We have a lot to do if we want to convince a crowd and Bradley.”
“No,” Dad said.
Nora would have hurled the closest heavy object at him if she could. I already agreed and I wasn’t backing out. The benefits were too great even if they made me feel filthy one day I would be happy and clean. I needed to make sure both my parents were okay first. They were both so damn stubborn.
“There’s no need for her to pretend. The deal was for Bradley to marry my daughter not specifically Sydney. Bradley will marry Gianna as herself.” With that dad walked into the library and vanished,
Well at least there was no acting involved. I wouldn’t have to add fraud to the list of things I felt about myself. I still would be I was entering a world I didn’t belong in, but one I dreamed to so for long.
“We still have plenty do to. The party is tonight.” Nora squealed
***
Twenty minutes later it was still sinking in that I was getting married to a total stranger. By the time the deal was done Nora was all over the house making calls. I only had one call to make. How did I even explain this to my mother? She would see right through me. Maybe I had time to convince her, damn Bradley was probably an ass who didn’t care.
“Can I show you your room?” Dad asked.
I lingered by the base of the staircase, clutching my bag. I must have looked like a miss placed puzzle piece.
“My room?”
He nodded, a gentle smile on his face.
“You mean a guest room?”
“No, I mean your bedroom. You’ve always had one, but it needs a bit of an upgrade. Nora would know better than I about these things.”
“I didn’t know I had a room here.”
He nodded and stopped in front of a dark brown door.
“Sydney helped set it up, of course that was several years ago.”
I hoped I wasn’t walking into a hot pink bedroom with Barbie sheets and curtains to match. Dad shoved the door open and let me walk in first. I bit my lower lip. The walls were baby pink, a massive queen bed with floral sheets was positioned in the middle. The room was bigger than my living room.
“I’ll let you get settled in, I have more calls to make.”
“Dad, what do I tell mom?”
It looked like blood drained from his face for a second. “Maybe we can hold off telling her for a while.”
I smirked, she still scared him. The second I was alone I shut the door and scanned the room for a bathroom. The walk-in closet led to the bathroom, but there was another door that led to a balcony. Once I was outside I dialed my best friend’s number.
“Thank goodness, I’ve been waiting since forever to hear what happened!”
“It wasn’t what I was expecting when I got on the cab that’s for sure.”
“Are you going to tell me! Gosh, I brought popcorn.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m getting engaged tonight.”
A fit of distressing coughs sounded on the other end. Oh, I hoped I hadn’t killed her.
“I didn’t even know you were seeing someone. I thought we were best friends.”
“I have no idea who he is!”
“I have no idea who you are geez. How can you be engaged when you were just as single as me yesterday?”
“It’s complicated. This could save my entire family. I’m not sure how deep dad’s in shit, but I certainly am.”
“Am I invited to the engagement. If I’m not, I’m still crashing.”
“Of course, you are. I need someone to remind me that I’m Gia Glass who doesn’t belong in castles and doesn’t wear diamonds or bells.”
“I’d love to wear diamonds.”
The door slammed shut followed by an enthusiastic voice. I hung up and dashed into the room. Nora stood next to a busty woman who aired out pride and confidence. She eyed me up and down and I could have sworn her confidence levels escalated.
“Different hair than Sydney, your complexion will go well with red.” The woman answered.
If she was a boarding mistress she would be terrifying, though I’m pretty sure I didn’t want to anger while she held a curling iron.
“This is Beatrice, she’s the whole package!”
“Do I really have to do all this?”
Beatrice unloaded make up, oils, straighteners and other heat irons I’d never seen, from a duffle bag. Nora placed her hands either side of my shoulders and set me in front of the dressing table. She stared at me through the mirror.
“You’re going to look and feel like a Glass.” Nora gave my shoulders a squeeze before darting to talk to Beatrice.
I touched my cheek. I thought I already looked like a Glass. Nora received a phone call and darted out of the room. Beatrice ripped off my ribbon, causing me to wince. This was going to be a long session. If I thought mom yelling at me to clean my room was terrifying a lecture from this woman about not moisturizing my hair enough and having to deal with her pulling my hair and being singed with a straightener was ten times worse.
That was the hard part and I was glad it was over. She already knew what I was going to wear. Something I would never have picked on my own much less Lilly. Beatrice picked out a blood red dress that tumbled to the floor made of silk. The slit exposed almost my entire thigh. Nora came back beaming with clear slap heels in her hands. I looked in the mirror and felt I could take down a hundred men with a flip of my newly straightened and curled hair.
I almost didn’t recognize myself, but with what I was doing I wasn’t me. I knew one thing. I wasn’t made of glass.
“I did a great job, didn’t I?” Beatrice packed her things while I still marveled at myself.
“You’re a miracle worker. Just in time too. Guests are arriving. I need to get ready too, Rebecca Wolfe will be here any moment and I will not be outshined by her.”
“Who’s she?” I asked.
Sprawled out on the bed were a bunch of accessories for me to choose. Beatrice made it clear that I was not to wear a necklace. The bodice of the dress pushed my breasts all the way up. She said the point was for them to be on display. They did look pretty nice.
“She’s your soon to be mother in law. Awful woman. She thinks she’s royalty.” Nora scrawled. “The party starts in thirty minutes I’ll be back to get you when all the guests arrive.”
Beatrice and Nora disappeared to perform yet another miracle. I picked up a plain black clutch bag and sat in front of the mirror then sighed. Sydney should be the one here instead of me. I was marrying her fiancé someone she had a relationship with.
I walked out to the balcony with my heart thundering in my chest. More and more people piled into the back yard. It was big enough to build another house on. So many faces I didn’t know and would be shocked to see me instead of Sydney. I hadn’t even allowed myself to think of where she could be.
The door to my room clicked shut. Nora couldn’t be back so soon. When I turned it wasn’t Nora who had snuck into my room.
“You? What are you doing here?”
Tall tanned and handsome shoved his hands into the pockets of his dark blue stripped pants. His jacket matched his pants, he folded the sleeves which made his Rolex stand out. I liked that he wore a plain white shirt inside his jacket instead of a buttoned up shirt and tie. The mischief he had on yesterday was a memory.
“I could ask you the same thing.”
He couldn’t be the one. Why did he have to be the one? I took a step back prompting him to close the distance between us. There was that intoxicating scent again. Armani.
“This is my bedroom. I ask the questions.”
He leaned against the frame of the balcony door and grinned.
“I never would have guessed. Tell me what you’re doing here when my fiancé isn’t.”
If dad hadn’t communicated the change of plans, then it really put me in an awkward position.“Um, you really don’t know why I’m here?’Brad eyed me up and down. I didn’t know how that made me feel. Exposed?“Of course I do. What I don’t understand it why the sudden change of plans. I also wonder why Sydney never mentioned she had a sister.”“You can imagine we’re not close.” I said, through clenched teeth.“A little sibling rivalry? No one else mentioned you existed either.” Brad shoved his hands in his pockets.“Why am I not surprised?”The party bellow us in the garden was getting loud. Nora would be here any second. It was time for the show. Put on the mask and get on stage. I picked up my dress and walked passed Brad into the room or at least I tried to.“Gianna,” he said.My name sounded so foreign coming fro
“Boundaries?” I lifted my head. His eyes were enchanting. “Yes, come with me.” He released me, but captured my hand. I lifted my dress so I wouldn’t step on it as I followed Brad into the house. All eyes were on us. Some people eyed us and smiled while others commented on how lovely we were as a couple. “Are you going to tell me there are certain places I can’t go? I don’t even live here.” I asked when we were alone in the dark foyer. “No, but there are a few things you can’t do.” “Like what?” I folded my arms. “Like, whatever you have with Rocco, I won’t tolerate it.” I nearly burst out laughing. Thanks to him there wouldn’t be anything between Rocco and I. “There isn’t anything going on between us.” “It didn’t look like it when you too were dancing. Look, I won’t be made a fool of. If you’re going to marry me you’re not going, bring your men into it.” I gasped, “I am not sleeping with Rocco!” I s
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” I asked as I climbed into Brad’s silver convertible.“Don’t worry I’ll feed you.”“I’m not worried about food.” Please don’t growl stomach.“You’re not dressed for what we’re about to do.” Brad glanced at the leather dress screaming for relief.I hoped Sydney didn’t like this dress because I might have to cut it out when I get home.“I dressed for fancy brunch.”Brad turned to the left down a spiraling road from the gate of his house. A few minutes into the drive sparling blue water materialized with an array of boats on the dock.“I didn’t take you for a fishing guy.” I said when the car parked.“Actually, I am. Have you ever been on a boat?”“Does a canoe count?”Brad shook his head and climbed out of the car.
“I’ll see you naked eventually.”“It’s not going to be like that remember?” My voice cracked.“I didn’t agree to that.” He frowned.“You… you want to have sex with me?”“You’ll want to have sex with me.” Brad smirked.“That doesn’t answer my question!”He barked out a laugh. He moved around me and through himself backwards on the bed.“Don’t you have a boat to drive?” I asked.He shook his head. “I’d rather help you dress.”“I can’t wear this Brad. It’s ruined.”“You can wear my clothes I don’t mind.” He shrugged.I frowned, “What will it look like?”“Like you had a wardrobe malfunction or you went swimming and your clothes got wet.”I could only imagine my dad’s reaction then again maybe he wouldn’t care so wearing Brad’s clothes wasn’t so bad.“Gives me an accuse to take you out again. This time I’ll tell you where we’re going.” He grinned.I exhaled. “I guess it isn’t so bad.”***I stood in front of my dad and step mother wearing Brad’s massive shorts and t-shirt. My father’s jaw
The phone buzzed in my hands. This was about payment or his stupid deal. Brad was in the car waiting for me to join him. I couldn’t take this call now. I turned the screen off and the buzzing ceased. I put my phone on silent because I knew he was going to call again. I eased into the leather seats and the scent of pine and masculine perfume instantly captivated me. I could spend hours in here breathing in the aroma. “So where are we going?” I asked. “My favorite restaurant. I have a private table outdoors.” “Why? Don’t like people looking at you while you eat.” He grunted, shifting gears. There was always something that turned me on about watching a man drive. “No, it’s usually for business and other ventures.” He grinned at me. I sucked in a breath. “Other ventures? Like dates? Why didn’t you just say?” How many dates had he been on? Wait was he even supposed to be dating when he was engaged to my sister! I was about to open my mouth in protest when he hit the gas, thrusting m
Lilly held me in her arms as I cried on her couch. Rocco wasn’t giving me time. All I needed was until next week when my wedding was.“Don’t cry, you’ve come so far.” Lilly said.“It doesn’t feel like I’ve accomplished anything other than other people’s debts.” I sniffled.She bobbed her head from side to side, “All this will be over next week. Oh, am I your maid of honor?”I laughed softly, “I wouldn’t want anyone else.”I was back at Lilly’s apartment after a failed attempt to speak to Rocco. I took a bus all the way to his nightclub, in high heels and my date’s jacket only to be told the bastard couldn’t see me. They didn’t even let me into his office.Brad hadn’t texted or called. I thought I pissed him off. I know I would be mad if my date ran out on me without explanation. I just didn’t feel comfortable telling him about the debt I took on. I was already marrying him to help my dad with some agreement that would help me pay mom’s debt. He’d think I was a gold-digger or something
“No, we have a deal remember? I’m telling you this will all be fine.” She smiled, but it looked like she was going to break down and cry.She and I both.“I’m in serious debt too. Expect no one’s paying for it and I’m running out of time.”“Brad… you’ll be his wife I’m sure he’ll pay it.”I frowned. I’m not going to beg him. Would I rather marry Rocco and be subjected to his fantasies or become a prostitute? Brad wasn’t going to make it easy for me. Especially after I ran out on him.“I doubt that.” I pouted.“Okay, how much debt are you in?”I bit my lip. I’m sure she spent more on shoes which gave me to confidence to tell her.“Eight hundred and fifty thousand dollars.”Her eyes went wide she even stumbled back. “Gianna Amelia Glass! What in the world?!”“Haven’t you spent more on shoes?”“Why would I do that?!”I’m dead.She paced the length of my room, taking in deep breaths.“See! I needed this. Now they guy’s pressuring me to pay him and I don’t have a dime.”“I… I don’t even wa
“Every inch of you belongs to me sweetheart. I won’t let you make a fool of me. You need to be broken in.” His words should have been threatening, but they turned every nerve in my body on.The way he spoke in my ear and held me possessively in his arms. Oh damn him.“Oh… ha! I didn’t mean to interrupt.”Brad moved away and I could finally breath. He snaked my waist, tugging me to his side as a slightly drunk man wobbled over to us. He had to be around Brad’s age. His eyes wouldn’t leave me. I was sure I’d seen him around here watching me.“Luke.” Brad said calmly.“I was looking for Turner’s whiskey stash. Can’t take any more of this Champaign.”If he asked me he shouldn’t move on to the whiskey at all with the way, he wobbled.“Hmm, good luck finding that. You know how these old men are with their alcohol.” Brad said, sounding jaded.“Bradley, don’t tell me this fine specimen is yours.” Luke said.Brad’s hand tightened around my waist.“Gia’s my fiancé.” Brad said.Luke staggered ba