Oh my goodness.I blinked my eyes blinked a few times to adjust to the light in my surroundings before finally opening them and wow! I have no idea where the hell I was with this annoying sun ray poking its way through the large windows right to my eyes. I try to sit up but felt a sore sensation between my legs, a slight pain shot through me stopping my movements immediately, and that was when I noticed a huge body right next to me. What the hell happened last night? I carefully moved to the side of the king-sized bed and sat up.Looking around the unfamiliar room, memories of last nightās incident came rushing to my brain in flashes. My eyes widened , how drunk did I get? Embarrassment swept over me immediately. I got out of bed carefully not to wake him, I donāt think I can stand any more embarrassment if he woke up to see me, damn itād be so awkward. I tiptoe around the room gathering up my things and dressing up only to find my panties shredded, gosh how drunk was I, and what the
āWhoosh! Babe, I canāt believe youāre getting married alreadyā Josie exclaimed āItās engagement Josieā I corrected her for the up tent time since we started dressing for this crazy party.āAye aye, captain. But an engagement is an announcement of marriageā she said ā Josie, why do I feel like youāre excited about this?ā I asked raising my eyebrows at her āOf course I am, you are getting married, Iāve always dreamt of being your bridesmaid and walking with you in your wedding dressā she cheered with a wide smile leaving my jaws dropped āJosie, did you forget that all of this is just an arrangement for me to pay for my fatherās reckless ways?ā I asked the happy cheery in front of meāOf course not, Anna, but look at this the brighter way, your husband-to-be might turn out to be a really handsome dude,ā she said dreamily making me laughāWhich handsome dude will want a bought wife? Heās probably some huggo at 40ā I said dismissively ā oh no! I donāt wanna imagine that for youā We bo
āyou?ā I yelled out in alter shocked the moment I saw the face of my soon-to-be husband. āDo you two know each other?ā His mother asked in surprise.Everyone at the table kept on looking between him and I expectantly waiting for an answer.How do I explain to all of them that the man I would be getting married to soon is the same guy I hooked up with yesterday night because I was upset about this same marriage and the betrayal of my boyfriend? However, lying about not knowing wouldnāt get me off the hook with the way both of us reacted.āAnnabella?ā His mother called āYes maāam, we do know each otherā I blurted out āPlease forgive her for any mistakes she might have made Mr. Howardā my dad pleaded with the young man āDad!āI yelled, how can he jump to such conclusions? He didnāt even know how we knew each other and heās apologizing for my mistake. How desperate is this man exactly?āI met her yesterday nightā¦ā My heart dropped a second, donāt tell me this man here is about to tell
9AnnaThe grand ballroom buzzed with celebration, but my heart echoed a different tune. Feeling stifled, I slipped away, finding refuge by a moonlit fountain. Tears flowed freely, a silent release for the turmoil within."I can't handle this," I murmured into the night, my voice strained with emotion. "Marriage now? I can't. There's so much still to achieve the company. I had hopes, you know? Hopes they'd get it, that they'd wait until at least a while before the wedding."I heard footsteps come from behind me, I quickly wiped my tears away. Josie appeared, She settled beside me."Hey Anna, you don't look so good" she said. I was trying so hard to hold my tears. "I don't feel good Jo. Like not at all. I feelā¦ ugh I don't even know the word""Annabel, it's fine," Josie reassured softly. "You don't have to go through with it if it's not what you want. Your dreams matter."Yet, my heart still throbbed. "Josie, he thinks I'm... he sees me as a whore. How can I marry someone who thinks
Anna"Ugh, he is insufferable and annoying. I hope he gets hit by a bus," I muttered to myself, still seething from the fountain encounter with Davis. In front of the bathroom mirror, I angrily dried myself off and patted my wet hair, annoyance etched across my face. There was no way I could bear the rest of the night in this state. I needed to go home.As I decided to leave the bathroom, I accidentally bumped into someone. Strong hands caught me before I could stumble, and a voice with a touch of humor said, "Well, hello."I pushed back, offering an apologetic smile. "Sorry. Clumsy me."The stranger in front of me had an easygoing demeanor, with dark, wavy hair and a charming smile that hinted at mischief. "No harm done. I'm Alex.""Annabella," I replied, introducing myself. "But my friends call me Anna or Bell."As we exchanged named, a voice from behind me cut through the moment. "Oh, so you're friends now. I guess we aren't, since I shall call you your full name, Annabel."I tur
11AnneWedding preparations were chaotic, anticipation filling the air. Mrs. Howard, set on orchestrating the perfect event, immersed herself in selecting the ideal location. Everyone seemed swept up in ensuring every detail was flawlessly arranged, except me.As the day approached, I found myself entangled in a web of decisionsādecisions made for me. Bridesmaids' dresses, floral arrangements, ceremony detailsāall unfolded without my input. The illusion of choice made me feel like a mere pawn in a grand production.Now, at the wedding dress fitting, I stood before the mirror, twirling hesitantly. "Do we really have to go through with this?" I questioned, uncertainty lacing my words.Josie, my ever-supportive friend, adjusted a strand of my hair and sighed. "Anna, it's your wedding day. We have to do this."I frowned, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. "But do we have to do it this way? Everything feels so... forced."Josie gave me a sympathetic look. "I know it's not th
12DavisAnnabel let out a huge scream, "What? Why do I have to stay on the couch?"I calmly unfastened my wristwatch, placing it on the sleek coffee table. "Because it's my home, and I make the decisions."As I prepared to head into my room, Annabel intercepted, her tone challenging, "Do you have another room or not?"I paused, meeting her gaze. "Well, I do, but it's occupied. Tomorrow it will get cleared out, and I guess you can stay there."" Ugh fine, I will stay on the couch. How annoying" she said taking off earrings and dropping it on the table beside the chair. "And another thing," Annabel quipped, "I need to bathe."I raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Three bathrooms, pick one. Just stay away from my master's bedroom."Her eyes narrowed playfully, a mischievous glint in them. "Even when we... you know, you didn't take me there either.."I chuckled, unable to resist the opportunity to banter. "Wow, I must be so good in bed that you can't get that day off your mind, Mrs.
AnneMy face still burned from the unexpected encounter with Davis earlier. Images of the not-so-subtle display of his anatomy replayed in my mind. It was hard to shake off the memory ā quite literally. I mean it was so hard. Why was I even thinking about that? I scolded myself, attempting to divert my attention. I needed to focus on class. Economics is undoubtedly better thanā¦ well, you know.It was a meeting of the top five student. A project in economics. I needed to handle. After this i know I would not be coming back to this school again. I immersed myself in the lecture, desperately trying to bury any distracting thoughts beneath the weight of economic theories and graphs. The complexities of supply and demand were far more important than any personal distractions, or so I tried to convince myself.But still I can't help but reason that thick hardā¦ oh God. Just as I began to regain some semblance of focus, my teacher disrupted the lecture with a question that snapped me bac