Sydney
I shut the door to the sleek washroom and took a few deep breaths. Aiden was steadily getting under my skin, and I didn't like it. I needed to think of something quick. I returned to the room once I was finished. Aiden had vanished. I decided to go outside and look around, so I reached for the doorknob, which twisted and opened up before I could grab it. Aiden was standing in front of me, holding a plate of food.
"I assumed we could eat in here if that's ok?" he asked as I moved to the side to allow him to enter. He placed the trays on the bedside table and shut the door behind him.
Fuck! Why was he acting so friendly all of a sudden?
"Thank you. You didn't have to do that." As I sat in the chair against the wall, I said.
He simply nodded and drew the other seat in closer. He then snatched up the bedside table and ro
Aiden I didn't want to be in their company, but I didn't have an option. William needed to be warned and shown where he belonged. I made my way to the east wing. Only an Olympic-sized swimming pool divided the two wings. They were, as predicted, together. The mother and son were seated on a sumptuous couch imported from France. The fact that Will had a black eye and swollen lips gave me great pleasure. I gave a nod to the two bodyguards who had taken a step back. Fiona looked at me with disapproval and then pointed towards Will. "I heard you smacked Will for a tart." I cautioned Fiona, "You heard right, and you will not use that term for her again." Uncomfortably, she bristled. "I caught him in the act of assaulting one of my employees. I had advised him to avoid Reiner group per
Sydney It had been a week since the office party and the spirit of the holiday were in the air. It had also been a week since I had seen Aiden. He'd dropped me off at my house and handed me his card with his phone number, instructing me to call him if I got into any difficulty. I kept the card safe in my wallet this time. For an annual downtime, my office was closed. As a result, I had no reason to run into Aiden. He kept his word, and he hadn't harassed me. I should have felt relieved and delighted, but I didn't. Instead, I was agitated and irritable. Leah had dragged me to the mall to go shopping for the holidays. Christmas was approaching, and Leah still had a lot of shopping to do. I could live without shopping during the holidays, as much as I enjoyed them. I didn't have much money to spend. Mike and Leah had previously received gifts from me. I was just hanging out in the mall presently. "Did
Sydney I cautiously peered about the small, confined room, which had cinder block walls painted in a hideous green and was only furnished with a scarred wooden table and two hefty wooden chairs. With a thundering creak, the massive metal door behind me opened, and in stepped my Interrogator, a man who was gigantic by anyone's standards. I kept my eyes downcast, knowing that if I looked at him, he'd see the terror in them. "Now that you know why you're in here, don't you want to tell me everything and take the easy way out?" In a quiet but forceful tone, he inquired. I narrated everything, then repeated it several times. "We're looking into your claim, but the amount of cocaine was enormous. You'd have to stay in the holding cell." He stated. I gave a
Aiden Call me a jerk, but I was having a good time. Blood rushed to my loins as she looked helpless, like a deer caught in a headlight. I handed her a box of Kleenex as she began talking about what had happened to her, despite the fact that I had not asked. I didn't intervene. I simply held her hand as she told me about her trauma. She exhaled deeply to regain her composure. With all of the crying, her nose was red, and her eyes were puffy. She looked cute. I couldn't keep a smile from appearing on my face. "Mr Reiner, thank you very much. I'm at a loss for what to say." "Well, for starters, you can call me Aiden," I said. "You realise your ordeal isn't done yet? Whoever tried to frame you, and I believe you were, must be a very powerful person." She nodded. "So, tell me what your plan is?" &n
Sydney I was suddenly exhausted and I just wanted to sleep. My entire life was crashing around me and I could do nothing. I needed to talk to someone, I wished Mike was here. He would understand, and help me out. I had never felt this helpless in my life. And I was glad I didn't buy those cufflinks after all. Maybe all this was a bad dream. I would wake up and all this would just go away? Aiden had painted such a bleak picture of my fate, I was in despair. Did I have no choice, other than marrying him and being Mrs Reiner for a year, would it be so bad? He said it would be like working for him, right? What exactly did it imply? I had to become a trophy wife and follow him around? Then came the most important thing...sex. Aiden had been very open about his intentions. He wanted me. Would he force me to sleep with him? That thought was somehow arousing, and I could feel the heat
Sydney "So, what's next?" When Mr Dawson had departed and we were suddenly alone, I questioned Aiden. "Now we're going to have a wedding." Aiden gave me a friendly smile. “A wedding?” "Do you have a favourite? What kind of wedding do you want to have?" He inquired. His question snapped me out of my befuddled state. How was I supposed to plan a wedding? When I barely knew Aiden. "I... I don't have any preference. Anything is fine." I replied. Seriously, why was he hell-bent on making me more miserable. "Oh, please! Every girl fantasises about her ideal wedding. What kind of husband would I be if I couldn't grant one of your wishes?" He was teasing me with his twitching lips. He had no desire to see my wish come true. He
Sydney We went into one of those posh wedding boutiques that Leah and I would never be permitted into. But we were with Jennifer hence, the immaculately dressed, and spotlessly made up staff scrambled around us. "Wow, this is so exciting !" Leah commented, she had begged me to tag along, and frankly, I needed support to go through this. Jennifer had rejected all of the previous dresses, and Leah had finished her fourth glass of champagne. These posh establishments were known for pampering their wealthy patrons. As I glanced in the glass, Jennifer murmured, "I think this is it." The gown was stunning! The silhouette was fitted through the bodice and the
Sydney Leah, Mike, and I went out for our last meal together the day before the 'wedding.' Mike's Steakhouse was our destination. Mike was grumpy as usual, and I was agitated. He'd been particularly silent recently; perhaps he was still angry with me or mistook me for a gold digger who took the easy way out. Maybe he was correct. He dropped us near our door and was about to climb up for his flat when I called him. He stopped and looked at me curiously. "Are you mad at me?" I asked. He looked amused, " no, why would I be mad at you?" I looked at his face for any hints. There wasn't any. "I just figured you'd think I took the easy way out," I said. "Anyone would have done the same Sydney, don't beat yourself up over it. I was just thinking about Rob, he is getting a TV role for me