"So, tell me, how did you two meet?" Grandfather asked, a knowing smile appearing on his face. I glanced over at Alexander, unsure of what lie he was going to come up with. But before he could respond, I blurted out, "We met at a cafe downtown." At the same time, Alexander said, "We met at the bar near my office." We both looked at each other in surprise, realizing that our stories didn't match up. Grandfather raised an eyebrow, amused by our confusion. "Which is it then?" he asked, a playful glint in his eyes. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment, knowing that he had caught us in our little charade. But instead of faltering, I decided to play along. "Well, we met at the cafe first, but we really got to know each other at the bar," I said with a wink, hoping to smooth over the situation. Grandfather chuckled, nodding in approval. "Ah, young love. It's a beautiful thing." I let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he seemed to be buying our story. I took a sip of my juice and
Today makes it exactly five months since I got into a contract marriage with Alexander. So far so good, things has been moving well, not between I and Alexander though. It was just as if the little relationship and communication I had with him has plummeted. We no longer talk to each other, infact, Alexander is barely seen at home, and when he comes back, it's either he ignores me or he avoids me. At first, I felt bad, but slowly grew into it.Yep, we are complete strangers to each other after all.Other than the unprogressive relationship I have with Alexander, every other thing has been moving well and normal. He still sends me my weekly allowance, but still I have told him times without number that I want to work. He'd always brush it aside or tell me that he is rich enough to take care of me. Yeah, just like the arrogant nutjob he is.Ava's bakery has been booming, and well she's over the death of her father, not completely though. Every other day, I'm stuck in this mansion, becau
ALEXANDER She's beautiful. She's breathtaking. She's gorgeous. She'll be my ruin. She'll be my undoing. She has the power to take my very mundanity with her arcane. She can't be mine, but at the same time, I want her to be all mine. I want to possess every fibre of her being. I want to feel her warm body against mine. I want to be the only one that makes her hazel eyes sparkle and light up with excitement. I want her. I need her. I want her all for myself.Hah! I sound so pathetic and possessive! Ivory is like a wrecking ball that zoomed into my life and set it on fire. She's complete perfection, my only direction. It's been five months since I contractually married her, five months since my miracle happened. Every waking of each fucking day reminds me of how close, and how soon it will be for our agreement to come to an end. I can't let that happen. I'd go to the ruins of hell or probably the end of the earth, if that means I'll keep her by my side. My relationship with her hasn't
IVORYI immediately entered my room and slammed the door shut. Loudly. I gently leaned against the door and slid down to the floor. My heart is thumping loudly against my chest. My cheeks are as red as tomatoes, and my whole body is all jittery, I'm afraid I could melt. When it comes to Alexander, my body always have a way of betraying me and leaving me at his mercy.This stupid, crazy snitch body of mine. And he tattooed my name on his chest? What does that imply? Who in their right mind would tattoo a person's name on their skin when they're not even close to being friends? He's confusing me. One time he turns warm, and makes me think that maybe he sees this marriage as more than just a contract. Then, there are times he turns cold, and makes me want to drop this whole thing and go move on with my life. I don't even understand him, and it's annoying the hell out of me.A loud bitter laugh erupted from my lips. I probably look like a maniac. I sound pathetic. I am pathetic. Getting i
I was startled by the sudden burst of light that flooded the space. I squinted as my eyes adjusted, trying to make sense of the scene in front of me. And then, the crowd erupted into cheers and shouted, "Surprise! Happy Birthday!'I stood frozen, unable to comprehend what was happening. It took me a moment to realize that this surprise party was for me. Me, whose birthday had always been just another ordinary day. Me, who had never had a reason to celebrate or expect anything special on this day ever since the death of my parents. In the past years, I'd know it's my birthday if either I get a birthday message from Ava or she'd wake me up early in the morning with a birthday song, and a birthday cake in her hands. I didn't receive a message from her today, or any other thing that could serve as a reminder that today was my birthday.Somehow I managed to pull out an awkward smile – although it never reached my eyes. Anybody else would have marched in cheerfully, clasping their hands in
IVORYAs I was slowly drifting into the peaceful realm of sleep, a sudden and irritating noise pierced through the silence. "Grrrrrrrrrhhh," it groaned incessantly, assaulting my ears. Annoyed and drowsy, I reached out my hand towards the table next to my bed in an attempt to silence the obnoxious alarm. I couldn't help but wonder, why did it have to disrupt my newfound bliss at this very moment?"Arise and shine Ivory, you're not going to sleep the whole day, will you huh?". I groaned inwardly, hearing the voice of my best friend Ava."Why can't I just have a peaceful sleep, even just for once?". In a sleepy tone, I expressed my frustration, questioning why I couldn't experience a single night of undisturbed sleep. However, my tranquility was abruptly interrupted as she pulled open the curtains, causing me to instinctively close my eyes tightly due to the blinding rays of the morning sun flooding into the room."Uhhm...you might want to rethink that if you know what the time is right
"What's your name?", the manager inquired once we were both seated. He was positioned on a grand, imposing chair while I took a seat directly across from him, and there was an additional empty chair beside me. In that moment, I swiftly scanned the office and noticed that it was exceptionally well-equipped and beautifully furnished."My name is Ivory...Ivory Addams". I answered."I'm Mr Sebastian, the manager of this restaurant. So, I believe Tory must have briefed you before I arrived, right?". I raised an eyebrow at him wondering who he was talking about, until it suddenly clicked that he must have been referring to the secretary."Um..not really, she only told me to wait till you arrived". I smiled cheekily at him."Okay, Tory said you told her that you've worked as a waitress in a five-star restaurant before". He said as he opened the laptop in front of him."Yes", I answered simply."May I know the name?", he asked."The name is just Michelin Restaurant, it's quite similar to this
The following morning, I woke up at exactly 7:00 am. I'm supposed to be at the restaurant by 8:00 am. I don't want to be late on my first day at work. After taking my bath, I wore a black denim jeans, a white shirt and then a white shoe. I packed my blonde hair up in a ponytail. I got my hair colour from my mom and then my hazel eyes from my dad. I've always thought I looked like my mom but Ava always tells me that I am a carbon copy of my dad which I don't really believe. I became emotional again at the thought of my parents, losing them the way I did would always be traumatic for me."Hmmm... I don't look bad", I said while staring at my reflection in the mirror. Hastily, I reached for a pancake and gently applied a small amount to my face, aiming to enhance its radiance. Adding a touch of lip gloss for a subtle glow, I acknowledged that I wasn't accustomed to wearing makeup. However, Ava, a firm believer in it, always insisted on its presence on my face.'It makes you look more a