บททั้งหมดของ My boss wants me : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Vanessa The day appears to be very normal. The musky and fresh scent from the rain that fell the night before, still lingers in the air. It's a bit chilly and wet and the pleasant smell of petrichor helps to lighten up my mood. I once heard that when it rains, plants release into the atmosphere oils that are formed in the dry season. I guess those plants secretly possess calming gases because I still do not understand why I still have it together while freaking out on the inside. This is another level of control because I am supposed to be getting married in less than five days. Honestly, this is the kind of day that I'd prefer to sit back, with a cup of hot chocolate and glorify God for his very impressive artwork. Rather I'm out, shopping for wedding rings with my very unexcited groom. He looks very bored and bothered at the same time. He has this look that says that he wants to get rid of everything that is beneath him, me included. Wow I'm sure everyone can feel how ecstatic he i

Vanessa“The day is finally here sweetheart. I can't believe you're finally getting married." My mom say in a voice that is caught up between laughter and tears.I can't believe the day has finally come. I feel like I'm going to drown.“Yes mom. I can't believe I'm going to be married in a few hours." No. I really cannot believe it. I don't know what to feel right now but anxious is the most dominating of all the feelings coming up.I definitely did not make the right decision agreeing to this deal and I still have to live with it so I might as well suck it up and move one. The thing is, am I prepared for the five years long worth of unhappiness?“You must be so thrilled marrying the love of your life. I was..." She continues through the tears. “ I remember when your father asked me to marry him. We had nothing at the time, but we also had everything. We had each other which was more than enough for us both. We just knew we had to be with each other. I was at a bad place in my life ha

VanessaIt is true what is said about marriages being one of the few events in life to reach out to the depths of our emotions. To touch the tiniest bits of our hearts we never even knew existed.I take another look at my reflection in the large mirror and I cannot recognize the person in it. Everything about me seems to be very different from what I am used to.The dress is a floor length alabaster gown with a train that does not extend too far. It is an A-line silhouette, light dress with lacy straps and bead embellishments on the upper side of it with a v-neckline that is moderate and does not make me look like a prostitute. I am so sure that the designer of this dress took more than enough time to create this elegant masterpiece and Tianna was right, I would have done the bridal universe a great injustice if I did not try to look my best in this dress.I take a look at what Diana has done on my face and I cannot help but admire the person inside the mirror with the minimal make-up

VanessaThe silence for the entire ride home is very deafening and the tension is so thick that I'm sure a sharp knife would have a hard time cutting into it. He keeps his head straight and has not uttered a single word since he told me that we are leaving. Everyone was astonished that we were leaving so early because we are the ones being celebrated and I had no justification for our quick departure so I just hugged the people that matter and left.It didn't help that I had already moved in with Dimitri before the wedding, saying goodbye to them was hard. It is like the wedding was the pinch I needed to confirm the reality of what I got myself into.“You enjoyed it?" He asks pulling me out of my thoughts. I already forgot I was not the only one in the car.“Huh? Yeah." I have no idea what he is talking about and I answer off the top of my tongue. What is with him and cryptic questions?I see his grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles whitening. I have no idea what is wron

VanessaWho says we are done here?"The sound of his voice sends chills through my body. Not the kind of chills from the rainy days or the cold, snowy, winter nights. The kind of chills that reignites the fire from the depth of my gut, that makes me forget about the shame I felt from the humiliation I suffered through not too long ago.He walks slowly over to me and reaches behind me and pulls me flush against him by the back of my head. It hurts a bit when he twirls his fist rolling my hair around it and pulling it backwards. No we are staring deep into each other and a silent communication passes between us increasing the electricity that is created through our physical contact. I do not need for him to explain what is about to happen but what is surprising is how okay I am with it. How much I want it to happen.He takes off his clothes and is left in only boxer briefs giving me a perfect show of his body which I find hard to tear my gaze from. I drag my eyes through his body that s