The Carpool Queen

Cara stood in front of the hotel room, holding her phone in her face. She stared at the text message.

'Want to know where your so-called fiance is? You might wanna check Emerald Hotel, room 350.'

She had bribed the attendant at the reception, pleading with her just to go in.

Now she stood in front of the room, her makeover smeared her face and the tears poured more than before. She could hear his moans and grunts from where she stood.

She summoned her entire strength and pushed the door open. The naked sight of Nathan in bed with another woman irked her.

"You forgot to lock the door," she finally found her voice after so long.

Nathan rushed to put some clothes on his body, the woman's face he was laying with came into view.

"What the fuck Sandra? How dare you?" Her tears poured as she charged towards her.

Nathan grabbed her and threw her back before she could get to her. He pushed her to the couch.

"Don't you dare Cara. I won't hesitate to beat you up if you touch one single hair on her body," Nathan threatened.

Her tears poured freely. "Sandra, you were supposed to be my best friend. Why? What did I ever do to you?"

"Well you've always been a fool," Sandra said, putting some clothes on her body. "You always thought everything was all about money. Nathan and I have been together for years."

Cara turned to face Nathan with her wet face. "Is it true, Nathan? Tell me it's not true, please." She grabbed his hands.

"I'm afraid it's true, Cara. It's Sandra I love."

She sank into the couch behind her. "I gave you everything I had, all my money, my life, my body. I loved you."

She rushed to him again, holding him more tightly this time. "I believe she seduced you. We can always come back together. Please don't leave Nathan, you are the only one I have. It's only you I've ever loved."

Nathan grabbed her by her arm. "Don't come looking for me again and move out of the apartment. We are done."

He opened the door and threw her outside, locking the door before she could find her feet again. She banged on the door severely, wailing and begging. 

After a while of no answering, she heard their moans again. She sat opposite the door, still sobbing, her face to the floor.

"Done crying?" A voice said, snickering. "I guess you enjoy listening to their moans."

She brushed her brunette hair back, her red eyes looked up, meeting the last person on earth she wanted to see at the moment.

A filthy rich, rude jerk who has always been taunting her, her entire life.

"What do you want, Jason?" She said, "If you are here to mock me, please go ahead."

"Oh I'm here to do more than that," he said.

"Well go ahead," she returned to her normal position.

"I'm here to make a deal instead."

She got up, picked her purse and dusted her body. "You can fuck off, I'm not interested."

"Come on, don't you even want to take revenge? I can help you," he raised his brows at intervals.

She pushed him away. "I'm not interested Jason, leave."

He jumped in front of her. "I don't know why you do this. You've got everything a lady wants and has. You've got the money, the looks, the brains. Come on girl, take revenge, please."

"Well apparently not anymore. I signed dad's business away to him, I'm no longer in charge of it."

Jason screamed. "What the fuck Cara? Why would you do that?"

She bumped into his shoulders. "Berate me all you want, I'm out of here."

She got out of the building and flagged down a cab. Jason held the door of the car before it could move away.

"I might be of help Cara, just listen to me."

She met his eyes and waited for him to talk.

"Help with what?"

"You know why he's doing this, it's because you got engaged with him. He believes he has you in his grasp which he actually does. You couldn't have signed everything away. I know the major company is still in your hands. You are the smart one. Am I right?"

She looked down. "You are right, what else do you know?"

"I know that your dad's business is going to take a huge blow if you break up with him now."

"What are you suggesting I do?"

"Marry me, Cara. For just 6 months, we would have gathered our shits and figured out everything before the time elapses," he said, looking at her swollen face.

Suddenly she slapped him. "I'll be an idiot if I do that. One man messed me up, never again will I let it happen."

He dragged her from the cab and paid the cab man the amount of time wasted.

In a hard tone, he said. "You of all people know me, I'm not the nice one. What I'm asking us to do, you need it as much as I do."

"What do you mean?"

"I need a wife to take over my dad's business, he wouldn't let me without a wife. For you, once you get married, you will be able to get all the majority of the businesses back."

Her face hardened at him. "Read my lips Jason, fuck you."

He let her go roughly. "It's up to you to take it if you wish. It's just to help each other out but if you still decide not to. Adios."

He wore the glasses he held and stopped in front of his car, opening the door. "By the way, I sent you that text message. You needed to see the shitty person he was."

"It's not like you are a saint either," she fired back.

"Well you are not lying but I know a real heart when I see one," he said.

Cara stood for a moment, thinking about his words. He was right, if she could do that, Nathan and Sarah wouldn't know what hit them.

Her burning passion for revenge burnt higher. She wanted to really make them pay. The corner of her eyes caught Jason's car driving away.

"Jason, wait. Please wait," she called after his car, running after him.

The glass wound down and she caught her breath.

"6 months of being married. Nothing else, no strings attached. Deal?"

"Deal."