"Ah, the future Mrs Aebischer," the planner, Ruperta said as she saw me, a smile on her face as I entered the luxurious penthouse, "it's so lovely to see you again," she said as we hugged briefly and air kissed, "you're just on time for the appointment."
"That's great," I said, faking a smile, "I'd like to get the show on the road."
"Are you excited to see your wedding dress?" She asked me as we walked alongside each other and I smoothed my hands over the skirt that I was wearing.
"Uh, yeah," I said, hating that I faltered but she didn't seem to notice because she was buzzing with excitement.
"I must say Mrs Aebischer, I've seen plenty of beautiful dresses but yours far surpasses an
I haven’t had as much of a good time than I had last night in a very long time. We went to one of the most famous strip clubs in Zurich and danced, partied and consumed so much alcohol and gateway drugs that I can't remember the better half of the night. Everything after a particular sexy male stripper danced on my lap is a complete blur and I'm glad that I don’t remember anything because I know how I get when I'm drunk. I can't handle my alcohol and have never been able to ever since I started drinking. So I'm pretty certain I was dancing on strip poles last night or tossed my underwear into the wild crowd. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time that happened.Back in my early twenties, I could go drinking first thing in the morning and an hour later I was in class or already able to walk around like nothing happened. But now that I'm in my thirties, the side effects of alcohol are a pain in the ass. One drink is enough to have
"You're not going to hit it," I whispered, trying to get through to Dolffe so that he'd miss the shot.That's how we've been playing this game of golf. When the next person steps up and tried to make their shot, everyone screams and says discouraging things to them to get them distracted so that they miss and I hate to admit it, but Dolffe knows exactly what he's doing.I'm a little bit more than tipsy because I can't play golf to save my life. I've had about five shots already and I'm a lightweight so I already feel like the world is spinning around me and I need a moment to sit down but I can't have Dolffe getting this shot."You won't make it!" Danuser yelled, standing right by Dolffe's ear, not abiding to the rules of a foot's distance from the one who's trying to play."Don't listen to them!" Dyrc yelled back, "you can do this!""Well I
"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," Beverly sang as she strutted into my bedroom and rushed to Brinney instead of me and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, I mean, and you," she said with a head tilt before a smile grew across her face and she came to hug me."How are you?" I asked her as she sat down on my bed and took off her high heels."I'm good," she said to me and then smiled at me, "but you're the one I should be worried about, your wedding's in a couple of weeks. I mean, what, you have two weeks left?""A little bit more than two weeks actually," I corrected her, as if that would help my case but I know damn well that's very little time."Hm," she placed her hand beneath her chin, "are you planning on striking any time soon because, now's the time?" She asked me and I bit my bottom lip and then nodded."Yes, I am. I just...I just n
"What are you doing here?" Aebischer asked in surprise as I walked around his office and gawked at the amazing designs."Your office looks so futuristic and expensive," I said honestly, ignoring his question as I looked around, "so this entire building is yours?" I asked him as I walked to the window and looked all the way down before I looked around and saw that we were in the tallest building in this city and I was able to see almost every single thing from this view."Ok, seriously, how did you get in here?" He asked me as he stood up and frowned, and I smiled up at him."I told them my name and within a second, I was escorted to a lift and here I am," I shrugged as I took off my sunglasses and placed them on top of my bald head, "you know, when you told me you were a businessman I thought you were like "drug businessman", but not like "have an entire skyscraper and employees in suits and whi
"Whe- where's the car?" I asked as we both stepped out of the restaurant and I looked around, not seeing the Bentley that had dropped Aebischer and I off. It was supposed to be right here at the door."Bloody hell," I heard Aebischer complain and I saw him from the corner of my eye as he took out his cell phone from his pocket and began typing on it before he put it to his ear.I looked around, "and it's raining," I yelled over the rain, "tell them to get here quick!" I yelled a bit too loudly at Aebischer and he narrowed his eyes at me as he talked on the phone."Well, what did he say?" I asked him as he cut the call and he looked at me."That he has a flat tyre and he doesn't know how that happened," he said as he scrolled through his phone, "I'm calling the other drivers, they'll be here as soon as possible."I looked at the downpour
My foot couldn't have pressed harder on the accelerator than it was right now as I tried to calm myself down. My clothes were still wet and I didn't care that I was messing up the expensive seats of the Lamborghini that I was driving, all I wanted to do was drive and drive as far as I possibly could. Drive far away from the memory of Celeste's lips on mine."Fuck!" I exclaimed as I banged my fist on the steering wheel, not bothered with the fact that it was the third time I'd done so. I grit my teeth and raised the volume higher, blasting the unfamiliar song through my speakers impossibly louder.She takes me to a theatre and gives me some tattoos and the next thing I know, I can't stay away from her and I'm kissing her and doing whatever I can to make her happy or even a little more comfortable.I found myself recklessly driving into the driveway of the familiar mansion, and I pressed hard on t
I'm a virgin, in every sense of the word. Perhaps the word untouched is more appropriate. My body has been free from any male touches, this excludes hugs from my father and brother but even with them I was very strict about being touched. I didn’t like to hold hands and I particularly didn’t appreciate anything more than a handshake from other males. At times I wouldn’t even shake their hands, I would just give a nod of acknowledgement because I felt that I didn’t owe any man anything. Except my father but he`s an asshole so my statement still stands.I`ve always treated my body like a precious jewel that nobody had the privilege to ever get to hold. I carried myself with dignity and respect and that’s not to say that other females are not precious because all women are precious and deserve all the respect in the world.The only man to have ever touched my body in any way was Aebischer.
The world seemed black and white today so maybe that's why I dressed up in colour. It felt all too much like the ending of the world, even though as I looked at all of the faces that the Bentley Mulsanne drove by, were smiling and laughing. Even though I saw a group of teenagers posing silly and making funny faces as they stood in the middle of the road, taking videos and pictures.It felt much like the sky was slowly crashing down on me, it felt like the car was moving too fast, and that time wasn't giving me a moment to decide what I should be feeling. The fact that I actually felt heartbroken was making me angrier and frustrated than the emotions of fear and uncertainty. I'd let down the walls I didn't even know I had and let myself beg Aebischer to be there for me.How can he claim to have feelings for me but be scared of me because of my condition?But then again, I don't blame him. E
"Oh my god," I said breathlessly as I staggered to my feet and looked at her, "you look so beautiful..." my eyes looked over the lace dress that contrasted with the dark ground and the gloomy looking air around the graveyard, she had her veil on and it dragged far behind her. She looked like an angel, an angel that God had kept all to himself."Really?" She smiled as she picked up the front of her dress and walked towards me and I met her halfway, unable to stop myself from holding her hands in mine and stepped even closer to her."I...oh my god," I chuckled, "wow..." And here I thought I knew beauty."What are you doing here?" She asked me delicately, her tiny hands clutching mine a little bit harder.I looked around and then at her, until the same question left my lips, "what are you doing here?""Daddy," she began, furrowing her eyebrows, "it's
"I've never seen you looking so handsome, my baby," my mother said as she looked at me with adoring eyes, her hands on my tie, trying to do it perfectly. Her fingers began to clean off the invisible lint on the expensive suit, "how are you feeling?" She asked me and I looked down at her and moved a hair that was resting on her eyelash."Unprepared," I said honestly, "I can't believe I'm getting married today," I admitted and she hummed in response."It's ok to be nervous and unsure, marriage is a big step.""You didn't really give me a choice.""You always had a choice, honey. You just chose your own path," she smiled at me as she finally stepped back and I looked down at my brand new shoes, fascinated by the shining shoe."There's something that I need to do," I said to her, "I need to talk to ouma and pa. I can't do this without consu
"What is there to talk about?" I asked him as he decided that we take the stairs instead of riding in the lift and reaching the rooftop quicker."I just wanted this time alone with you," he said, his eyes looking straight ahead as I gazed at him, confused, thinking and worried, "I understand that things are moving a bit too fast and it's overwhelming even for me. So, maybe a little one on one wouldn’t hurt any of us."I cleared my throat and nodded my head, "yeah, I am a bit nervous. It feels like time is moving so fast. One moment I hate you, the next I'm kissing you in the foyer of your home in front of your servants."He chuckled when I said that, "we've taken a complete 180. I swore to myself it wouldn’t happen but I just never stood a chance.""Are we ready for this, Aebischer?" I asked him even though I knew that we weren’t. Well maybe I s
I heard a knock on the hotel suite door and I sighed, choosing to ignore it. Time couldn't have slowed down, even for me. It was just an ordinary night outside of this five star hotel that had been rented out for this evening, exclusively for the Aebischer's and my family and friends. Outside of these luxurious walls, were people who went about their night as normally as they do.There was probably some child being tucked into bed at this hour, or a group of teenage girls sitting around on the floor during a sleepover and talking about boys. Or maybe a group of boys hollering as they dare each other to do something stupid and life threatening, or maybe a family that sat around their dining table and are laughing at every silly thing. I don't know. I just feel like there's more joy out there than I can ever experience. A joy I'm jealous of.I felt sick to my stomach, I wasn’t ready for this. This was all just way too soon an
I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t much after that phone call. I smiled as the words that he told me echoed in my head and I didn’t know how to contain the happiness that I felt. The most important emotion right now was gratitude. Just the thought of how my life would’ve changed if I had been HIV positive terrified me. The uncertainty had been killing me and the thought of having HIV was spine chilling. Coming from a continent where this disease kills so many others, I know there's a stigma about those who have it and I feared to be a part of the many with this disease. Health is wealth and this just further probes me to be as careful as I can be.I looked outside the window, watching us pull into the familiar driveway of Aebischer's home and a whole zoo was let out in my stomach. What now? After his confession what do I do? What do we do? I don’t love him, I know that much but I feel for him. I'm st
The world seemed black and white today so maybe that's why I dressed up in colour. It felt all too much like the ending of the world, even though as I looked at all of the faces that the Bentley Mulsanne drove by, were smiling and laughing. Even though I saw a group of teenagers posing silly and making funny faces as they stood in the middle of the road, taking videos and pictures.It felt much like the sky was slowly crashing down on me, it felt like the car was moving too fast, and that time wasn't giving me a moment to decide what I should be feeling. The fact that I actually felt heartbroken was making me angrier and frustrated than the emotions of fear and uncertainty. I'd let down the walls I didn't even know I had and let myself beg Aebischer to be there for me.How can he claim to have feelings for me but be scared of me because of my condition?But then again, I don't blame him. E
I'm a virgin, in every sense of the word. Perhaps the word untouched is more appropriate. My body has been free from any male touches, this excludes hugs from my father and brother but even with them I was very strict about being touched. I didn’t like to hold hands and I particularly didn’t appreciate anything more than a handshake from other males. At times I wouldn’t even shake their hands, I would just give a nod of acknowledgement because I felt that I didn’t owe any man anything. Except my father but he`s an asshole so my statement still stands.I`ve always treated my body like a precious jewel that nobody had the privilege to ever get to hold. I carried myself with dignity and respect and that’s not to say that other females are not precious because all women are precious and deserve all the respect in the world.The only man to have ever touched my body in any way was Aebischer.
My foot couldn't have pressed harder on the accelerator than it was right now as I tried to calm myself down. My clothes were still wet and I didn't care that I was messing up the expensive seats of the Lamborghini that I was driving, all I wanted to do was drive and drive as far as I possibly could. Drive far away from the memory of Celeste's lips on mine."Fuck!" I exclaimed as I banged my fist on the steering wheel, not bothered with the fact that it was the third time I'd done so. I grit my teeth and raised the volume higher, blasting the unfamiliar song through my speakers impossibly louder.She takes me to a theatre and gives me some tattoos and the next thing I know, I can't stay away from her and I'm kissing her and doing whatever I can to make her happy or even a little more comfortable.I found myself recklessly driving into the driveway of the familiar mansion, and I pressed hard on t
"Whe- where's the car?" I asked as we both stepped out of the restaurant and I looked around, not seeing the Bentley that had dropped Aebischer and I off. It was supposed to be right here at the door."Bloody hell," I heard Aebischer complain and I saw him from the corner of my eye as he took out his cell phone from his pocket and began typing on it before he put it to his ear.I looked around, "and it's raining," I yelled over the rain, "tell them to get here quick!" I yelled a bit too loudly at Aebischer and he narrowed his eyes at me as he talked on the phone."Well, what did he say?" I asked him as he cut the call and he looked at me."That he has a flat tyre and he doesn't know how that happened," he said as he scrolled through his phone, "I'm calling the other drivers, they'll be here as soon as possible."I looked at the downpour