Should I say i least expected her? "I wasn't expecting to see her around. Linda stood in front of the door with some flowers in her hand and a smile plastered on her face. I didn't know what to say to her, whether to say "Hi, how have you been?", anything of such or pretend like I didn't know her. Questions ramble in my head. How unfortunate that they can only remain in my head because now isn't the right time and place to ask.She looks so charming and beautiful just like the day I first set my eyes on her... Too bad her charms and beauty only ended up on my bed and out of it. There was an awkward silence between us for a minute before she finally spoke."Good evening Mr Clarkson?" She greeted me politely with a very presentable voice. "Hmmm," I heaved a sigh of relief when she started formally. I thought she was going to call me by my name. Good thing she chose to be formal."Good evening" I responded trying to stay unflurried. Her smile turned into a smirk, then I noticed sh
ANNA'S POV. "You mean Jonathan Clarkson?"..."Yes, Jonathan." the red hair affirmed her answer.Hearing his name being Called out felt like something was piercing my heart. I fought the urge to speak out but I kept my cool instead and continued listening to all the ladies were saying. "I heard he got married" "Yes, it is all over the Media. I was told it was a grand style"."Wow, the playboy finally got ringed and what is he doing here? Let me guess, to fuck some pussies?"The elevator reached the last floor and they pushed their trolleys out, while still talking about it.Every word they said kept piercing my heart deeper and deeper but I didn't hesitate to stop listening. It felt like I'm getting to know the kind of man I married. "Actually, He came with his wife for their honeymoon" The red hair continued. "To the same hotel where he lured numerous ladies to his bed?! She gasped. "Don't shout" she cautioned. "He has no shame. I feel so much pity for his bride. It is so un
ANNA'S POV It was was already late. I took my time to tour the hotel areas. I ate at the restaurant before going back to the suite. They made nice dishes. Now, I'm filled. I knocked on the door and it was opened only for me to face an angry looking husband. Jonathan frowned, his brows furrowed and his fist clenched. I guess he is furrows. "I thought I told you not to be late?" He finally spoke, anger evident in his voice. Now, he is being grumpy."Will you allow me to pass or you just gonna leave me standing in front of the door like a stranger?" He made way for me and i entered. "You haven't answered my question Young lady" He is damned on getting an answer"Where were you? where did you go, why did you stay up this long?" He threw question upon question. None, i was willing to answer.I just move straight to the room and lay flat on the bed. "I'm not talking to a statue i believe" "Yeah, sure you aren't" I sat up placing both hands behind my back to support my weight, I was
ANNA'S POV"Mom, Dad I am home!" I announced as I took the stairs two at a time. In no time, I arrived at the top of the stairs leading to my parent's room."Mom Dad!" I called out again feeling so excited to be meeting my parents after almost six months. There was so much excitement in me that I didn't bother to wait for a response from them, I just dashed into their bedroom. There was no one in the room and I was momentarily confused for a moment. The driver had told me my parents were at home and I had seen their vehicles when I drove in, so where could they be? Heck, I was too anxious to see them. I was still wondering about their whereabouts when I heard voices downstairs. I abandoned my suitcase and took the stairs, two at a time until I arrived at the bottom, only to see my parents walking out of their study with the Clarksons. The Clarksons have been my parent's old-time friends. I didn't have time to greet the Clarksons as my mother quickly jumped on me in excitement. "A
I woke up with a start as the alarm clock beside me blared out its harsh sound. With an annoyed grimace, I stabbed hard on the alarm clock and silenced it."How the fuck do you still work?" I asked confused as I stared at the old alarm clock I had used as a kid."God damnit." I cursed again when it was obvious that I wasn't going to get more sleep again. I peeled the duvet off my body and climbed down the stairs to the kitchen and got some water. I returned to my room and while sipping the water, I took out my phone and found a message from my friend, Jess, back in college saying, "Hey girl, we are done with college and I think it's time you add some spice to your life. Check this out." To complete her message was a link. Well, since it was coming from Jess, I had no hesitation about clicking it. My face almost turned red from embarrassment when the content of the link loaded. The link had taken me straight to a Tinder account that belonged to me. I was both mortified and angry. Ho
"Anna, are you okay?" My mom asked carefully."Are you trying to force me to get married to someone?" I asked pained by their words. "Yes!" They both chorused.God, the shamelessness of my parents. "Mom, Dad, I just returned from school yesterday. Heck, I am supposed to be having some respite here, but instead, you both are trying to force me to get married?" I yelled. "Well baby, we just felt..." My mom was still speaking when I stormed out of the kitchen in tears. "Let her be." I heard my dad tell my mom. I ran back to my room and filled my pillow with tears. Yes, I have always known that my parents believed in arranged marriages. Theirs was an arranged marriage and though it had worked for them, I was certain that I didn't want that life for myself. Hell, maybe if Jeff hadn't broken my heart, I wouldn't be in this mess. I was still crying when my mom climbed up my bed and snuggled close to me. "I am so sorry dear." "I don't want to hear it." I sniffed. "I know you are mad,
JONATHAN'S POVMy lips curved in a smile as I glanced at the pretty young lady before me. Hell, those hips were great. I wanted to tell her so, but I knew better than that. Women tend to take compliments into their heads. With a courtesy nod, I shrugged past her and walked into the house. I sat along with my parents after I had greeted the McGregors. The older couple looked so pleased to see me and I could understand why. "We are so happy to see you, Jonathan. I am so sure you would love Anna." Mrs. McGregor said. "I am sure I would." I beamed at the woman disguising my disgust.Anna walked quietly and sat beside me at the dining table. She was all smiles, but I could feel the tremor in her.I smiled to myself knowing why. A lot of women had the chill when they met me. I don't know why, but my friends do say I have the charm. "Okay now, I am starving." My dad said in a bid to get the conversation moving.Like hungry people, we dug into the large meal that was served. I helped my
"I see that you like her." My dad commented on the drive back home. "She is beautiful." I shrugged, going through my phone. I was letting Lucas know to hold down the VIP slot at the club tonight. "Well, hopefully, this alliance brings more money to the family." My dad smiled at my mom. I was silent for a while as I stared at my dad through the rearview mirror. As nice as my dad could be, he was very ruthless when it came to business. That was where I got my business sense from. "But Dad, you know you can lend him the money and put your lawyers to work in case there is an issue. You could make a lot of money if the company collapses. You just have to have the right clauses." I suggested."Jonathan, you are acting like you still don't know anything about business. Why do I need to lend him money back and still pay my lawyers? That would be me spending unnecessarily and I hate that. With a marriage, you get to influence the heir to McGregor's wealth." My father said. "You have alway