Meredith sat down on the love seat in Dino’s room while she waited for her apartment to arrive in boxes as foretold by Brayden. She decided she needed to respond to her messages. She picked up the her phone and hit send then waited. “Hello, Meri.” Her mother answered on the first ring. “Why did you make me wait so long. Why are you moving? What’s going on?” “Hello, Mom. Are you sitting down? I have a lot to say.” Meredith responded with a sigh. “Oh?” “First. I know about Dad and the races.” Meredith began. “Oh…” Her mother whispered and audibly sat down. “Mom, I told you to sit down.” Meredith scolded. “I know, I know but I wasn

Meredith and Brayden finished going through her clothes and were left were her favorite pajamas, a sundress Chad had picked out for her that she couldn’t part with, two pairs of her favorite jeans, a hoodie from the University of Chicago, and her favorite T-shirt. She kept the outfit that Taylor and her mother had picked out for her which Brayden agreed with as it had gotten his attention. She had a pair of black flats that were worn that she refused to get rid of no matter how much Brayden protested, and a pair of strappy sandals. Everything else in her wardrobe remained in the boxes or on the bed where they had been sorting things.It was late. The wardrobe sorting had taken several hours due to Brayden having to convince Meredith to get rid of things reminding her that they would be replaced. They were both worn out and tired of each other. Brayden excused himself to the office and Meredith went i

Brayden woke Meredith the next morning at 6:30 a.m. He nudged her slightly and softly called out her name.“Meredith, We have to leave soon.” She moaned as her eyes blinked awake. Still not used to waking up in his bed she wondered where she was and assumed she was still dreaming. She looked up at Brayden and paused as her eyes drank him in. He stood in front of her wearing only a towel low on his hips. She swore she was dreaming. He truly was perfect. He had damp disheveled hair from his shower and beads of water speckled across his bare chest, which was quite sculpted. His abs, no words could do them justice. She was in awe and knew this dream was one she would want to savor. She couldn’t look at him with lust in her eyes when she was awake. Meredith slowly reached out and touched the washboard abs of a god. His skin was warm and damp. Her eyes followed the contoured lines that rippled

Meredith turned to Brayden after their lunch guests had left. She had a stern look on her face and meant business. She was so frustrated with herself for having allowed Brayden to come ruin her lunch with Ben.“You set me up.” She said to Brayden accusingly and annoyed.“What?” He looked at her with a mock innocence.“Don’t try to act like you didn’t. Tagging along to lunch, the matching outfits, Babe?”“Well, I am your husband. I have the right to make sure no other man taints what’s mine.” He told her matter of factly and grabbed her hand to lead her through the throngs of clustered tourists and locals navigating around them. Meredith pulled him back. She wasn’t finished. She was furious. Mostly, s

Meredith woke to her phone alarm. She reached toward the sound on the bedside table where it was charging and shut it off. She yawned as she blinked a few times and her vision cleared. Meredith was looking out a floor to ceiling window of downtown Chicago. She scrunched her eyebrows together wondering what rabbit hole she had fallen down. Then it dawned on her. She remembered she was married to billionaire Brayden Charles Maxwell, the second son of Grant Maxwell, CEO of the company she worked at. Every morning she woke with a slight startle wondering where she was and what had happened. She had to remind herself that no this wasn’t a nightmare it was her life. She really was forced into marrying the boss’s son in hopes that he would become the next CEO. Every morning she would sigh as she recalled her fate to live a long loveless married life of luxury. Meredith never was one for luxury b