LOGINNatashaWith a smirk on his face, Bruce asked, “You want to see me naked?”I didn't like that smirk at all.“No… no. When did I say I wanted to?” I denied instantly.“Good. It wouldn't have been nice if you had impossible ideas,” he replied.“You should have a bath and wash off the sweat from today.”I nodded, “Sure!”As I walked into the bathroom, I felt like a big fool. I had mistranslated the signals all along.I was only a step away from making an irredeemable mistake. I hit myself lightly on the head as I criticized myself in the bathroom. I turned on the shower so he wouldn't hear my reflection.I spent over forty minutes in the bathroom and when I came out, Bruce was already asleep. I did my basic skincare routine for the night and crawled into bed with Bruce.I kept myself on the edge of the bed and hoped I wouldn't fall down during the long night.I thought I wouldn't sleep but that wasn't the case. Sleep came when it liked and when I woke up, the time was six in the morning.
NatashaWell, Marie had Butler Ronald's special porridge that even I haven't had. The only thing I enjoyed was the aroma and it made me jealous.I made it one of my life missions to have his porridge someday too.The night before my wedding was spent with Marie. I know it's not real but it didn't feel fake at all. It really felt as if I was going to stop being single.I spent the night with Marie and both of us were awake most of the night.“I didn't know you would get married before me. I am older, you know,” Marie said.I could tell she was deep in thought.“I can bet you always knew,” I replied. “But you will get married very soon, won't you?I'm sure you don't plan on being a girlfriend to Bajie all your life.”She smiled at me, “The punk has to get his life together before I marry him.”“Oh really? Did you just call Bajie a punk?” I asked, really surprised.She always treated him like he was a god.“Yeah,” she nodded. “I should badmouth him for once. Don't you think so?” I nodded
Natasha“I have to leave. Now!” I shouted.Bruce stood up immediately.“What is it?” He asked.“My friend just arrived at the mansion. I need to be there to see her,” I replied.“Your future husband should matter more than a friend. Don't you think so?” Bruce asked.I was so impatient at this moment that I tapped him urgently.“This is not the time for this. Where is the driver?” I asked him quickly.He must have understood the matter of urgency because the next moment, he offered to drive me.On the way, I kept on reminding him to speed up.“I'm sure you want to get there safely,” he said when my requests became excessive.“Slow and steady sometimes wins the race.”“Today's not one of those times!” I let him know.I got to the mansion in one piece and literally ran all the way to the living room. When I got there, Marie was seated comfortably watching TV while Maria was nowhere in sight.I took a deep breath. I hurried for no reason at all.When Marie saw me, she stood up and came to
NatashaThe next day was Sunday, a day to my wedding. I went shopping with Abigail at noon and the final wedding preparations were made, not by me, of course.Kelvin was going to be the best man for Bruce and I had already informed Marie that she would be my bridesmaid.I even invited Marie to the mansion with the permission of Butler Ronald.He did tell me that I didn't need his permission for basic things like that.While I expected Marie, I saw Kelvin walk towards me.“Miss, allow me to escort you,” Kelvin muttered.“Where to, please?” I asked curiously.“He wants to see you,” Kelvin replied.I could tell that the “he” meant Bruce. I followed Kelvin quietly to a car parked right outside.Kelvin opened the car door to let me in and the car drove off almost immediately without Kelvin following me.It was uneasy at first but I doubt I could be kidnapped inside the Stamford's mansion.The car went out of the mansion and onto the highway. It took about twenty minutes for the car to get
Natasha“I can't believe it!” The CEO screamed.“I never heard rumors of Mr. Bruce dating someone. This is so sudden.”“I know, right? I never knew until he brought her home and told me she's the one he wants to marry,” Abigail replied excitedly.“If it's your granddaughter-in-law, these wedding dresses won't suffice. I don't think any of these will suit your refined taste,” the CEO said.I had a feeling she said that just to impress Abigail.“Exactly!” Abigail exclaimed. “I have been looking over the dresses for a while but it doesn't pass the vibe check.”This was Stamford boutique, a part of Stamford Group where only wealthy people patronized.All the wedding dresses were beautiful and of high quality but apparently, they didn't suit Abigail's taste. How expensive was her taste then?“I have a suggestion,” the CEO offered.“You know the designer, Anna Rubio? How about you reach out to her? She will be able to fix a dress that will suit your taste.”Anna Rubio? The same one I know?
Natasha“Will you really do it?” I asked, my heart thumping so hard that I was afraid he could hear it.He walked even closer to me. I couldn't move my feet. He touched my neck and I shifted away. That was when a smile appeared on his face.“Did you really think I was going to do something weird?” He asked.“I won't. Go to bed, Natasha.”Bruce left the room, leaving me clueless about what just happened. It took me a while to realize I had just been played by Bruce.He was just testing to see my reaction. It took a long time before I went to sleep and the moment I did, I would never know.** I heard a knock on the door in my subconscious and before I could rouse from my sleep, the door was opened. As I sat up, I could see about five people in the room with me.I recognized Maria and the remaining four were maids.“Erm… what is it?” I had to ask.“It's morning, miss,” Maria said cheerfully.“You should get ready. You have to be at the dining hall for breakfast.”“Well, I guess I should,







