Kalia.
Few days ago.
"If I did not know any better, I would say you are stalking me." i say as I see Jake approaching me.
"Is that such a bad thing?" he asked as he kissed me on the cheek and pulled a bar chair next to me.
"Well that depends." i said, placing my hand on one of his thighs.
He was in a pair of khaki shorts, and a polo tshirt, perfect fit for the weekend and the weather too.
With him sitting the shorts had become a little too short, and my hand was touching his are flesh and it sent tingles all over my body.
He looked down at the hand placement, then back up at me and licked his lips seductively.
I immediately removed my hands and pretended to look for my phone in my bag.
"So why did you want to see me?" I finally asked.
"A man can't just want to see a beautiful lady and grab some food for no reason?" he asked teasing me.
"He can, but seriously what's wrong." i asked curious. I had studies Jake well to know eh never took any of his women on dates publicly, not that I was one of his women.
"I found a way to get you what you want." he said calmly, "There is this client I have been trying to land."
"Let me guess, you need help closing him?"
"Ofcourse not, that's what I do. But he is different, he is a family man and he would not give me his business unless I am in a serious relationship publicly."
"Oooh, I see." i knew exactly what he was saying but I wanted him to work for it.
"We could go out for a couple of days and get photographed together, and then we could come out and say we have been dating for a while and want to make things official."
"You think he will buy it?"
"Ofcourse, unless you have a better idea."
"Well, actually I do. We could just get married instead." I blurted out.
"What?" he asked shocked.
"I want to run my father's company and he won't let me because he thinks I am not ready. If we get married technically you would be the son my father alwyas wanted and you can help me convince him I am ready to take over."
"But I don't want to marry you no offense. I. Don't want to get married at all."
"Neither do I loser. It will be like a contract marriage. We both get what we want and we can cite irreconcilable differences and go our separate ways.
"It's not entirely a bad idea." Jake said pulling my chair closer to his that our thighs were now touching.
"I know it's not, I came up with it." i said with a chuckle.
He looked at me, and for the first time our eyes locked and I saw something I had not seen before.
Desire.
He touched my face with his hand and slowly lifted my chin with his fingers our lips were mere metres apart.
" What are you doing?" I asked nervously, trying to get a hold of myself. I could feel his warm breath all over my face.
"What do you think am doing?" he asked pulling my chair even closer, he interlocked me between his thighs as he started nibbling on my ear lobe.
"We are in public, please stop." i said trying to ignore the tingling sensation between my thighs.
I loved how this man made me feel, I was starting to get why all this women were attracted to him.
"That's the whole point right? We want to sell this whole marriage idea so ofcourse I will have to kiss you and touch you in public." he said whispering in my ears and I almost lost it.
I abruptly got up, getting away from him, my face totally flushed.
"I know you can feel the chemistry between us, it's there." Jake said getting up too.
" I have to go, I will talk to you later." i said before kissing him on his cheek and literally running away.
What had I gotten myself into?
I had come up with the whole idea and he had fallen right into it but I had never prepared for him actually getting phyaical with me.
I went straight to my father's office and stormed right past the receptionist.
"Dad, I am sorry but I can't do this." i said as soon as I was in his office, "I can't go along with this plan." i added pacing around the room.
"Hey, calm down. You are not doing anything for him."
"I will have to marry this man dad, and then I will take half his company away. It just doesn't feel right. It's not okay?"
"I had hoped it won't come to this, but I have to tell you something." my father said gesturing for me to sit down.
"What is going on?"
"Your mother's accident, the man that hit her was Jake."
I felt my whole body go numb.
"No, this can't be true." i said shaking my head.
"His father paid the police to bury the evidence, he was sixteen drunk and because of him your mother died. He did not even have the humanity to call 911, he just drove away like nothing happened. I never wanted for you to know, but now that you are older you should know. She was your mother." he said wiping a tear.
" Consider it done dad. I will do whatever it takes to bring Jake Moretti down." i said as I walked over to him and hugged him.
I had seen how hard my father worked over the years, especially after mom died and now to find out it was all Jake's fault.
Kalia. Flashback to parents death. I stood by the window for a while until I saw his car pull out of the parking, some part of my heart was hurt. I was feeling guilty, he was not wrong. I had used his emotions and vulnerability. But if he was in my shoes he would have done the same exact thing. He had been doing this to so many women over the years, just breaking hearts. I slowly sat back down in my chair and poured a glass of scotch, I needed it. I never imagined this is what my wedding day would look like.I took a few sips of the scotch, sitting back. The glass in my hand as I stated atot aimlessly. I had imagined how this was supposed to play out, but I never thought I would actually be sad about it. "I wish you were still here." i whispered holding back the tears as my mind drifted to a place I had buried for a very long time. A place I had avoided for so long and the reason I alwyas worked so hard just so I would not have to think about it. I remember waking up, it was c
Kalia. The drive back to Jake's house was short. I dreaded getting there.But in order for my plan to work I still needed to go back there and pretend that we were a happily married couple, atleast since it was supposed to be our honeymoon. His house was brighter than I remember seeing it during the day. Will all the lights on, it was spectacular, really fitted him and his extravagant lifestyle. I sat in my car for a few more minutes contemplating whether I should go back in.When I finally gathered the courage to walk to the front door, no one seemed interested in me. The guards went about their business like I was nonexistent, almost like they had been instructed not to give me any mind. I opened the front door and slowly went in without turning on the lights, hoping to get to the guest room with no interactions. I almost tripped on the carpet when Jake turned on the lights. "I am so sorry I thought you were already asleep, I didn't want to wake you." I said heading straight f
Kalia. "What's going on? What's all the chaos about?" I asked still in my robe as I went down stairs. It had been almost a week since I laid eyes on Jake, I had figured he was spending time with his ex.But everyone was dressed in black, murmuring among each other. " What happened to Jake? " I asked Maria the house keeper, fear rushing through my body. "Is he okay?" I repeated shaking her fear in my eyes.That's when I saw him coming down the stairs, dressed in a black suit and some shades. Why was everyone dressed like they were going to a funeral, who died?Obviously no one was going to tell me so I walked over to him."What's going on Jake? Who died?""It's really none of your business Kalia, go back to your room." he said snubbing me."I have a right to know what's going on, I thought something bad happened to you." i said honestly following him."So I am supposed to believe all of a sudden you care about me?" Jake said laughing sarcastically, "won't that make you happy? You wi
Kalia. "How is he?" I asked the nurse while waiting to see my father.Staying in the house after everyone left for the memorial felt lonely for me. I needed to do something to keep myself busy, so I went to visit my father in the hospital. "He has been asking about you alot." the nurse said opening up some sort of file, "Come on, I will take you to him. He is awake."I followed her closely, part of me dreading seeing my father. Mostly because I knew he wanted to hear about where I was with the plan, and I had not yet done anything really since the wedding. "There is my daughter." he said, his eyes lighting up as he saw me walk into his room."Hey dad.""You too good for your old man now?""Ofcourse not dad," I said cheekily as I sat beside him, I took his hands in mine, "How are you feeling?""Not as great as I would like, but she is taking good care of me." he said referring to the nurse who was now checking his vitals.My father had recently been diagnosed with stage liver cirrhos
"I feel like this is all my fault," I said tears freely falling down my eyes, "I should have kept my mouth shut like I promised. None of this would be happening. You wouldn't be in a hospital fighting for your life. Our family wouldn't be in shambles and broke." i said in tears. "I wish I could take it all back.""Hey, hey baby," my dad said touching my hand softly, "It's not your fault and it was wrong of your mom to ask you to live with that secret. You were a child.""But I tore us apart, mom left you.""Your mother had her own problems Kalia, eventually she would have left. It had nothing with you. And my drinking is not your fault at all and I don't want you to blame yourself. None of this is your fault."We sat there in silence, with us holding hands. It was my first day back in school, we went home early. I rushed home and there she was on the couch with the same man, they were naked, I wish I could erase that memory off my mind. I remember how shocked she looked, but she wasn
Jake. Naima had been a mess all day today, I really could not blame her. She was hurting just like I was hurting. Whoever says it gets better has clearly never gone through grief. It had been two years and everything was still fresh. And everyday I think about all the situations that ended up to losing my daughter. I looked over at Naima again, in tears. She was the only person in the world that understood exactly what I was going through. I walked over to her, but the moment she saw me her whole demeanor changed."Please Naima, not today. I don't have the energy to fight you." i said truthfully.I knew she needed for me to be the bad guy, today so she would atleast feel better, but I did not have it in me. I pulled her into my arms, but she was punching me, screaming at me. " It's all your fault. It's your fault my little girl is gone.""You know what Naima, i can't." i said as I started to walk away."Yes, just walk away, go." she yelled at me, still screaming.But I did not
Kalia. I sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor's office waiting for the nurse to finish finalizing sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor’s office, waiting for the nurse to finish up Jake's discharge papers. The sound of her typing was kind of therapeutic, soothing even. I had no idea what I was doing, but maybe this could work in my favor. If Jake didn't remember me or the things I did, Maybe we could cohabitate better. He had been in the hospital for a week now, he had almost fully recovered apart from the memory loss but he was going to use a wheel chair for a few more days. With his memories gone, he had been surprisingly pleasant, I had been by his side every day helping feed him, change him and even spend some time with him. I felt him move and turned to look at him, he was sleeping there so peacefully, like a baby. I took his hand in mine, feeling the warmth of his skin, in that mom grateful that things hadn't been worse than now. The nurse hand
Kalia. The ride back home was silent, we said Atlest ten words to each other the whole way home. I didn't know what to say to him and I guess he had no idea what to say to me either. I was so glad when we finally got back to the house, I could breathe again. "I will go get your room ready." i said as soon as we were both out of the car. His driver and his security were already handling his bags and bringing him back into the house."I thought you said we are married." he said randomly catching me offguard and I looked at him confused wondering what he was hintint at. "Aren't we supposed to sleep in tje same bed?" he went on."Ofcourse.""You said you were going to prepare my room, like we slept in different rooms. Were we fighting before all this?" he asked now looking at his security and driver for further clarification."Ofcourse not, we had just gotten married." i chipped in before anyone started talking, "I just didn't know if you will be okay sharing a room, I am technically a