I walk out with my mom. She looks so worried and sad.
We have always been sad after my father's death because nothing good had ever happened to us since then. "Mom, you don't need to worry about paying Charlie. I've made a deal with him," I reassured her.
Mom looked at me the moment we walked into the house, "What kind of deal did you make with him?"
I couldn't talk. I didn't even want to talk. I mean, i made a promise to Julian and Charlie not to tell anyone anything.
My mom turns away and sobs quietly. I walk to her front and realize she's crying so hard, "Mom, why are you crying?" My heart aches to see her in such way "I don't know what I did to deserve all this! I couldn't take care of my daughter. Now, she had made a deal to be Charlie's mistress to save me.
I feel so miserable," she rattles off. I squeeze my face at her, " Mom, no!" I scream in protest. How can she even think to that extent? I may want money and may have decided to get it in any way that I can but that wouldn't involve becoming someone's mistress. I have my pride. I will never bring myself so low no matter what I'm passing through.
I sighed and look at mom again. She really is heartbroken and there's no way I can explain to her that I didn't do anything bad or that everything will be alright. And that, I'm not only going to free mom but I will also be getting one million dollars compensation.
Come to think of it, what will my mom think of me if I walked home one day with a million dollar? Also, I won't be at home for three weeks, how would that make her feel?
I think I will just have to tell mom about everything. "Here, mom," I walk her to a chair, "I need to tell you all that is there to know."
The man with Julian earlier was Caleb and he's a worker at Julian's company. Caleb told me I would need to stay at Maya's house for that three week.
So, Charlie said he would compensate me in advance. He promised to give my mom a two hundred thousand dollar after I've consented to business.And, I'm supposed to go and see Julian at her house tomorrow morning.
Everything is happening so fast and I'm so happy about it.There's no big deal pretending to be someone for three weeks. I will be enjoying, I will be at home, sleeping and eating. There never will be any deal in it.
Aside from that, I've been worrying about how I will get a job. Imagine, getting a million dollars with free food for three weeks? If I can do that for two months, I would be a Billionaire. I can't believe luck is radiating on me. I feel so happy that I can fly.
It took more several hours before she could accept and give her permission on this matter.
She seems scared at first but I was able to tell her there was nothing special in it. Maya only ran away because she was being pompous. That's how most rich kids acts like. They feel they could do anything since they have rich parents.
And I also told her about the compensation and she eventually gave me her consent. The money Charlie promised me dropped this morning anyways, earlier than promised. My mom was so happy this morning before she left for work. I feel so happy too, seeing my mom this way. I've always wanted to make her smile, to buy her things just like normal children would do to their parents.
It's the second day and I'm getting ready to see Julian. I'm dressed in a faded blue jean and a red blouse. The clothes look so weird on me but I imagined myself wearing flamboyant dresses in a month time.
My life will drastically change for good. I dropped before the huge building of St Claire. How can it be so big on the outside? It's so spacious I can get lost in it. I wonder how the inner part will be like.
I knock at the gate slightly and wait. I don't even know how someone in the house would know someone just knocked unless there's someone around here.
I wait for some minutes and raise my hand to knock again but the gate opened suddenly and I walk in. I gazed at the frown on Caleb"s face, "You obviously didn't think I came out because of your knock? Didn't you see the bell button?"
Bell button?
I hurried out again and search for the bell button. I see it just close to where I stood earlier. Wow, I've never seen a bell button before and I have never even touched it. I place my hand on it slowly.
"OMG!
Are you kidding me right now!" Caleb screamed and tugged out his head to look at me, " Just what do you think you are doing?"
I stared at him, Pouring him an anxious smile. I can't help some things. I stepped back inside the house and looked around again. A gasp escaped me. This place is so big It's the garden that seems to catch my fancy as Caleb led me in. I like the way they fit in the compound with the flowers making it looked like it was a sort of museum with the artifacts gone but still cool looking.
Caleb goes to sit before Julian tiredly, "She's one hell of a thing!" I used the opportunity to gaze around. The chandelier which looks like an iced piece stood hanging in the middle of the huge room. There are sofas and chairs but the arrangements impressed me.
I promise to buy a house like this for me and mom to live in. "Good morning," I say to Julian and bended my head slightly as a sign of respect. Julian didn't look at me and I wonder if I have done something wrong.
The front door opens almost immediately and a young woman in her late twenty walks in. She walks closer and stays for a moment to admire me.
Her eyes went wide with shock and she proceeded to check all around me. She looks up at Caleb now, "I'm almost confused she came back."
Caleb laughs, "I thought as much. I wonder how they could look so much alike."
"I'm so happy. Now, the marriage will go on as scheduled," she jubilates softly but my head wipe towards her at the confession.
What does she mean?
What marriage?
"What did you just say?" I raise my confused brows at her. She didn't answer, she sighs and walks to sit. I look at Caleb,
"What marriage did she just talk about?" My head did a thud as I anticipate an answer.
I'm sure the lady is merely jabbing.
The lady brings out a phone and press some buttons on it, "I don't believe you didn't tell her anything," she doesn't even look bothered about the current situation whereby beads of perspiration have started to appear on my forehead.
What the heck is she talking about?
"Maya ran away because of the marriage. It's the same reason why we needed you," Caleb finally speak out.
I turn my head towards him again slowly, my heart suddenly hurt so much. Yet, I'm still not getting it. What has that got to
do with me?
I only look like Maya, I'm not in the best position to act as a surrogate bride, right? It doesn't even make sense.
Caleb looks away unperturbed, "You will be Maya and get married."
What! It seems like my heart actually stopped for a moment.
" What the fuck are you talking about?" They are obviously playing with me. There's no way they would expect that to happen.
"Ash!" The lady snort noisily, "You don't think we would dash you a million dollars if your job is so irrelevant. What kind of job will offer you that huge amount of money to eat and sleep here!" Her soft voice has suddenly martyrized into a scary one.
My heart suddenly starts to hammer wildly in my chest. My mom suspected this. She was so reluctant, and I had to convince her.
Why did I think life was going to change well for me? Apparently, fate is just toying with me.
How can I get married to someone, something I'm not ready for! Is this like a joke? And why didn't they tell me the full contract? This is so annoying.
I turn to face Caleb, "I'm sorry then but I don't think I can continue with this. I'm withdrawing!"
Julian finally looks up at me, " You signed the contract. And you signed you are never to withdraw in the beginning or in the middle of the contract, unless the contract is over. Also, you will have to return the two hundred thousand dollars I gave your mother and the one she's owning Charlie Loan."
I release an exasperated sigh. Are they kidding me?
I can't withdraw? What kind of contract is that exactly!
I don't believe I've been hooked! Where do I get the money to give them? I've just lost my job!
God! I'm going to kill Petal if I ever lay my eyes on him. He caused all this!
But pretending to be Maya and wearing wedding gown won't be a hassle, right?
My heart vibrates slowly. I feel the dread come down on me.
I've stepped in, there's no way I'm coming out, right? I'm so scared right now.
I swallow on the large lump that has suddenly form on my chest, "What about the night of the wedding day?"
Caleb looks up at me amazingly, "What's it about?"
I suppress the shudder and try to get myself, " Will I pass that point?"
"Which point?" Caleb raises confused brows and watches me for a while, then his mouth twist and display a nice smile, "Are you talking about the night?" He looks away slightly and laughs briefly.
I feel so ashamed of myself right now. The only thing I could do is look away while my heart continues to beat so fast and so loud that I fear they might hear it. "Well yes! The night will happen according to what your husband wants."
My heart seems to stop for a moment. I'm going to lose my virtue for a million dollar!
This is like some kind of drama and I feel like my life have just revolve into a funny drama. I close my eyes against the tears that have threatened to fall from under my lashes.
Why would anyone do this thing to me?
Why do I have to be in this kind of position?
I opens my eyes now, "So, the main reason why you wanted me was so I can pretend to be the bride and get fucked by a man I don't even know?" My choose of words amaze even me.
I've never really made such outburst but I can't help it because I feel like I'm going to vanish or disappear into thin air.
The lady turns to look at me again, a wide smile on her face, "You should consider yourself lucky, lots of ladies will fight to be the one in your position. You should consider yourself lucky that you are the best candidate to be kissed and fucked by Alessio billionaire, Ethan."
I suddenly feel the earth move underneath me. It seems like my subconsciousness left me. Is she kidding me! I should consider myself lucky? That I'm going to lose the only thing fate had me to hold unto because
I'm pretending to be Maya?
I should be grateful to fate that I am going to have sex with someone i don't even love? Someone that's not my husband? And I should be happy I'm the one in the position to be fucked by Alessio billionaire?
Well, she's right. Lots of ladies would kill to get fucked by him. He's even the best of the three friends. But hell no! Not me!
I'm not excited! I'm not happy! I don't believe all this is happening to me!
What the fuck! I yell out.
Alexander."My eyes widened in surprise as I spotted the guy from earlier, wondering what brought him to the club.?""I was tempted to slap him earlier, but his good looks disarmed me. Now I'm curious about the special occasion that'll make him wear a tuxedo – and who the lucky woman is!"He couldn't stop looking at my cleavages, I knew he must have a huge crush on Maya. But he should just continue with what he had decided on.He told me he had decided to go on with the marriage and I like that.At least even if Maya comes back, she wouldn't have a choice but to continue living with Ethan as his wife.I heard Ethan is very handsome but I doubt if he can be different from Maya's ex-boyfriend.He's tall and fit and handsome. Is there anything a girl will ever want that he doesn't have?If I'm not here pretending to be Maya, I would have offered to be his wife. What am I saying?I seem to have a serious crush on him. Gosh, I'm so ashamed of myself.When I walked back to Linda, she comment
You're making the most of your time and turning your car waiting period into a pleasant park visit!You're planning a fun getaway and looking forward to letting loose and having a great time over the next three nights at the hotel!It sounds like you're feeling a bit overwhelmed with the wedding approaching quickly, and you're wishing you had a bit more time to savor the moments leading up to it.It sounds like you're feeling a bit tied down by the idea of marriage and responsibilities, and you're imagining your friends Petal and Ryder still having the freedom to enjoy life without those commitments.So annoying.It sounds like Petal and Ryder are dressed to impress in high-end designer outfits, while you're keeping it casual in sneakers. But despite the difference in style, your perfumes still set you apart with their unique scents.You're the tallest of the trio, with Petal just an inch below, and Ryder another inch behind Petal. And with a dash of confidence, you're declaring yourse
I shot him a stern look, "Watch it, she's my wife."Ryder rolled his eyes, "You're not even married yet, calm down."Petal chimed in, "You said you'd do everything to stop this marriage last time we talked," then looked away, her tone slightly accusatory.Two days ago, stopping the marriage at all costs was my priority – but now, my mind has changed.After seeing her today, I've had a change of heart. I'll go talk to Mom and let her know I'm on board with the marriage after all.Mom will be thrilled to share the news with Dad, and with their approval, Dad will likely pass on the company to me.Because Dad's been clear: he'd only hand over the company if I marry Maya.I don't need his company, though – I've got the funds to start my own business.Being the only son means constantly doing what they want – it's exhausting."Also, I don't know what this your bitch looks like. Is she sexy?"I pull at his clothes angrily, " Don't you ever call her a bitch," I seriously don't know why I'm ge
Ethan, I said surprised.I swiftly moved in and caught her, pulling her close to my chest to prevent her from falling, and holding her upright.I gaze at her in astonishment, taken aback by her unexpected presence. My eyes involuntarily drift to her outfit, lingering for a moment on her cleavage.Her boobs seem to have increased in size. She wasn't like this the first time I met her.Yes, the first time I met her was at the airport.Your dad mentioned Maya St. Clair, a former model, and said you'll eventually marry her, but you've never met her.You were informed that the marriage to Maya wasn't for convenience, but rather a contractual arrangement.Your dad and Maya's dad are close friends, which might explain why your dad is expecting you two to get married.I've been tasked with picking up my future bride, Maya, and driving her home. Luckily, we've already met briefly in our arranged marriage setup.Gosh, it felt so awkward that day.I recall our meeting vividly. Maya seemed to misr
Linda is on her way? I wonder why she's coming here. She will always come with more rules. Maybe that's why I don't like her. She's too arrogant and I wonder if that's how Maya is.I walked inside the bathroom for a quick shower.I select blue bumbum shorts with a white blouse.Everything looks good on me as if they were there for my sake.I just wonder where Hattie is. Well, somewhere safe. I trust these rich children to have more than two million dollars on their credit cards. She could be in a hotel currently.Their lifestyle is desirable except for the marriage issue. Most of these rich parents always see to it that their children marry someone as wealthy as they are.Whereby to the children, it will just be like they are forcing them.I wear a gold wristwatch and style my hair in a ponytail. I look so pretty this way. What am I even saying? I'm Maya and Maya is Beautiful.The door opens and suddenly Linda walks in. Trust her not to have respect for anyone. Is she married? If yes,
As I gazed at him once more, taking in his strikingly handsome features, I began to understand what Maya had seen in him. There was something about being near him that sent shivers down my spine. It was hard to believe that I had only briefly harbored a crush on him.No, that couldn’t be possible.“What on earth are you talking about?” he asked, his eyes widening as he stared at me. His lips parted slightly, and I found myself wanting to kiss him again.I must be losing my mind, or perhaps this man has some sort of magical influence. If he truly believes that Maya will leave her husband for him, he’s gravely mistaken. He’ll be waiting an eternity.“I’m telling you what your mind refuses to acknowledge. Do you even know my nickname?” I said with a smirk. “It’s ‘the snail.’ I always stick to the side of truth.”He lets out a soft chuckle, “Your nickname doesn’t even fit the description. Can a snail really tell the truth?”Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me, I frown at him. Thi
After carefully placing the tray on the bedside table, I hurriedly exited my room, my heart pounding with urgency. As I stepped into the hallway, I noticed the maid still walking away, her back turned to me.I paused at the threshold of my room, leaning against the door-frame. “Wait!” I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the corridor. The maid stopped abruptly and turned to face me, her expression a mix of surprise and apprehension.I approached her with measured steps, my gaze fixed on her. “Why did you forget what you were supposed to do?” I asked, my tone firm yet curious.She stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and dark, reflecting a mixture of emotions. “I…” she began, her voice faltering. Then, as if overwhelmed by the weight of her mistake, she bowed her head. “I’m sorry, mistress. I have forgotten!” she apologized, her voice barely above a whisper. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, her posture one of complete submission and remorse.I let out a deep sigh
"Caleb's words are firm and final, 'That's how Maya likes it, and it's not up for debate.' He turns to leave, his hand releasing mine as he reaches for the door handle. 'I'll take my leave now,' he says curtly, his tone implying that the conversation is closed. His abrupt departure leaves me feeling frustrated and slightly bewildered, wondering what just happened and what exactly Maya's influence has to do with my own autonomy.""I stand there, frozen, as Caleb opens the door and slips out into the hallway, the soft click of the door closing behind him echoing through the room. The sudden silence feels oppressive, and I'm left alone with my thoughts, wondering what just transpired and what lies ahead in this strange and mysterious world.""As I take in my surroundings, I'm struck by the cozy and eclectic charm of the room. The plush bed looks inviting, the TV seems sleek and modern, and the vibrant drawings on the walls add a pop of color and personality. The space feels like a unique
Do you prefer "Wine or Red?" Linda asks"'Wine', I answer, eliciting a smile from her. I've been immersing myself in Maya's interests for the past 48 hours, trying to win her over.""I'm thrilled to be doing this! I've been living the good life for the past two days, enjoying delicious food and taking a well-deserved break from work.""I was instructed to thoroughly research and study Maya, devouring all information about her. I even received training on her mannerisms, including how she walks, in order to better understand and connect with her.""Now, I feel fully prepared and confident. After all, Maya is the epitome of perfection. 'Pants or skirt?' I ask, seeking her preference.""I smile and respond, 'My preference is a pair of jeans, but if that's not an option, I'd be happy to wear a skirt instead.'""Linda lets out a gentle laugh, 'Well, you're all set! I must say, I'm impressed by how quickly you've picked everything up. You're a fast learner!'”"I'm thrilled to share that my