Cara stood in front of the hotel room, holding her phone in her face. She stared at the text message.
'Want to know where your so-called fiance is? You might wanna check Emerald Hotel, room 350.'
She had bribed the attendant at the reception, pleading with her just to go in.
Now she stood in front of the room, her makeover smeared her face and the tears poured more than before. She could hear his moans and grunts from where she stood.
She summoned her entire strength and pushed the door open. The naked sight of Nathan in bed with another woman irked her.
"You forgot to lock the door," she finally found her voice after so long.
Nathan rushed to put some clothes on his body, the woman's face he was laying with came into view.
"What the fuck Sandra? How dare you?" Her tears poured as she charged towards her.
Nathan grabbed her and threw her back before she could get to her. He pushed her to the couch.
"Don't you dare Cara. I won't hesitate to beat you up if you touch one single hair on her body," Nathan threatened.
Her tears poured freely. "Sandra, you were supposed to be my best friend. Why? What did I ever do to you?"
"Well you've always been a fool," Sandra said, putting some clothes on her body. "You always thought everything was all about money. Nathan and I have been together for years."
Cara turned to face Nathan with her wet face. "Is it true, Nathan? Tell me it's not true, please." She grabbed his hands.
"I'm afraid it's true, Cara. It's Sandra I love."
She sank into the couch behind her. "I gave you everything I had, all my money, my life, my body. I loved you."
She rushed to him again, holding him more tightly this time. "I believe she seduced you. We can always come back together. Please don't leave Nathan, you are the only one I have. It's only you I've ever loved."
Nathan grabbed her by her arm. "Don't come looking for me again and move out of the apartment. We are done."
He opened the door and threw her outside, locking the door before she could find her feet again. She banged on the door severely, wailing and begging.
After a while of no answering, she heard their moans again. She sat opposite the door, still sobbing, her face to the floor.
"Done crying?" A voice said, snickering. "I guess you enjoy listening to their moans."
She brushed her brunette hair back, her red eyes looked up, meeting the last person on earth she wanted to see at the moment.
A filthy rich, rude jerk who has always been taunting her, her entire life.
"What do you want, Jason?" She said, "If you are here to mock me, please go ahead."
"Oh I'm here to do more than that," he said.
"Well go ahead," she returned to her normal position.
"I'm here to make a deal instead."
She got up, picked her purse and dusted her body. "You can fuck off, I'm not interested."
"Come on, don't you even want to take revenge? I can help you," he raised his brows at intervals.
She pushed him away. "I'm not interested Jason, leave."
He jumped in front of her. "I don't know why you do this. You've got everything a lady wants and has. You've got the money, the looks, the brains. Come on girl, take revenge, please."
"Well apparently not anymore. I signed dad's business away to him, I'm no longer in charge of it."
Jason screamed. "What the fuck Cara? Why would you do that?"
She bumped into his shoulders. "Berate me all you want, I'm out of here."
She got out of the building and flagged down a cab. Jason held the door of the car before it could move away.
"I might be of help Cara, just listen to me."
She met his eyes and waited for him to talk.
"Help with what?"
"You know why he's doing this, it's because you got engaged with him. He believes he has you in his grasp which he actually does. You couldn't have signed everything away. I know the major company is still in your hands. You are the smart one. Am I right?"
She looked down. "You are right, what else do you know?"
"I know that your dad's business is going to take a huge blow if you break up with him now."
"What are you suggesting I do?"
"Marry me, Cara. For just 6 months, we would have gathered our shits and figured out everything before the time elapses," he said, looking at her swollen face.
Suddenly she slapped him. "I'll be an idiot if I do that. One man messed me up, never again will I let it happen."
He dragged her from the cab and paid the cab man the amount of time wasted.
In a hard tone, he said. "You of all people know me, I'm not the nice one. What I'm asking us to do, you need it as much as I do."
"What do you mean?"
"I need a wife to take over my dad's business, he wouldn't let me without a wife. For you, once you get married, you will be able to get all the majority of the businesses back."
Her face hardened at him. "Read my lips Jason, fuck you."
He let her go roughly. "It's up to you to take it if you wish. It's just to help each other out but if you still decide not to. Adios."
He wore the glasses he held and stopped in front of his car, opening the door. "By the way, I sent you that text message. You needed to see the shitty person he was."
"It's not like you are a saint either," she fired back.
"Well you are not lying but I know a real heart when I see one," he said.
Cara stood for a moment, thinking about his words. He was right, if she could do that, Nathan and Sarah wouldn't know what hit them.
Her burning passion for revenge burnt higher. She wanted to really make them pay. The corner of her eyes caught Jason's car driving away.
"Jason, wait. Please wait," she called after his car, running after him.
The glass wound down and she caught her breath.
"6 months of being married. Nothing else, no strings attached. Deal?"
"Deal."
Nathan walked into the tall building of GLAMFORT ENTERPRISE in his neatly ironed brown suit. His black shoes made gentle noises as he entered the elevator, the personal elevator for the CEO. The elevator dinged and he approached the door. He opened the door and met Cara on the seat."What are you doing here bitch?" He questioned. "Have you forgotten you handed everything over to me?""I'd choose my words carefully if I were you Nathan," she said, going through the files on the table."You want me to call the security on you? They won't care if this is your father's company. They listen to the CEO now."She stopped what she was doing and looked at him. She crossed her legs and relaxed in her seat."Please, go ahead."He said between gritted teeths. "What are you playing at?""You are fired from today henceforth. All your bank accounts have been frozen, you no longer have access to this company again."He walked around and gave a long laugh. She wore a gentle smile and followed him wit
"Congratulations ma'am, you are pregnant," the doctor said. "Pregnant how? I've not been intimate with anyone ever since my last fiancè.""It's 3 months pregnant, I'm surprised how you had no idea that you were pregnant.""Perhaps you are giving me the wrong result. Can you please check again?""If you wish," the doctor said.She sat in her car for as long as she could remember. Nothing was coming to her, no memory of the tiniest bit was coming to her.She drove home and met Jason in a heated argument with a different lady."You better take that pregnancy elsewhere. You know my status, that's why you are trying to pin it on me right?""What's going on here, Jason?" She asked."Not now Cara, leave.""I'm just trying to..""I said get out from here. Leave," he shouted at her before she could complete her statement.She grabbed her bag and rushed to her room with tears forming gradually in her eyes.The past few months, she had watched the jovial Jason go back to the rude Jason she alwa
Jackson Pierce—Jason's father—sat beside his son's bed, holding his hands together."Maria left me almost immediately you were born, don't leave me too Jason. You are all I have left," tears rolled down the old man's cheeks.Alexander McQueen—Cara's father—watched his friend tear up beside his son's bed." Let's go Jackson, he will be fine," he helped his friend up.It's been 3 years since Jason was found almost dead on the street. The killer was unknown and still believed to be on the run, so he was taken care of at home.Cara was still nowhere to be found. Private investigators found nothing on her and it's like she never existed."Are you sure he'll be fine? Both our children, Alex, both of them. It's been 3 years since we heard anything about Cara last," Jackson cried in his friend's arms. "It's alright, everything will be fine."The monitor started beeping rapidly, both men turned to look. The doctor rushed in and checked him. Jason started to shake vigorously, he opened his eye
As soon as the plane landed, Cara sighed out, releasing the breath she never knew she held. She rubbed her palm over her son's face, his angelic face soothed her. His soft breath calmed her, for a fact she knew he was still alive and well.Mason was wheeled out of the plane into a taxi leading to the hospital."Welcome Mrs Pierce, please this way," the nurses who escorted her from Bana helped her wheeled Mason in, arranging him gently in a new bed."Please follow me to the doctor's office," the nurse said."Thank you," she followed closely behind her."Doctor, she's here," the nurses excused them."Mrs Pierce, I've been briefed about your son's condition before you got here. He cleared his throat, "but there's another problem. We are currently out of any O- blood type and Mason is running out of time already. He's still too young, hence why we need to hurry."She bent her head to the table and sobbed quietly."Please doctor," she sniffed. "I can't lose my child. He's the only one I h
Jason's mind wouldn't leave little Mason, the words his father said stuck to him like glue.He rolled around in his wheelchair, not trying to stress himself. He dug his childhood pictures out, comparing his face and Mason's face.His mind suddenly wandered to Cara, how was she doing? Where was she? He desperately needed to make amends, his disturbed soul begged for it.The last time her number went through, he felt like a second chance had been dished out to him on a platter of gold. Not until the line was disconnected and it never went through again. Ever since, he kept trying.He cursed and blamed himself for what happened, only if he hadn't behaved the way he behaved. Maybe, just maybe, he might be united with his little kid. "What are you thinking about son," he had no idea when his father entered."You know…just thinking about my life," he shrugged, making his wheelchair face his father."Uhmmm son, we need to talk about who shot you. You've been changing the topic anytime I wan
Cynthia's back shot out, a masculine hand grabbed her hair firmly, making it look painful."Oh..yeah..yeah..Adrian..just like that. Don't ever fucking stop," she screamed in pleasure. Her ass was wiggling on his dick, making a clapping sound as her ass cheeks came in contact with his skin. "Oh..God..Cynthia..you..are..so..fucking..wet."He groaned loudly, his other hands held her waist firmly, assisting her movement on him. He rammed into her faster and her fingers dug into the bedsheet.He turned her over, her back coming in contact with the bed. She placed her hands on his chest, they were filled with lust. She smiled to myself, knowing she could make him feel this way. He reduced his speed and she gave a little whine on his dick, clamping the walls of her pussy tightly on his dick."Oh..Cynthia..stop..doing..that," he threw his head backwards. He always did that when he was close to cumming. She continued teasing him, knowing she was close to climax too.He pushed his length into
Jason stood with Evans on the left side of the registry wearing his meanest look. He wore his least favorite suit and a shoe he was about to discard. To him nothing was fascinating about the wedding and he just wished it would be over as soon as possible.His father had successfully wrapped him around a lady he had never known from Adam.Cynthia wore a flowing white gown that rubbed the floor everywhere she moved, her blonde hair was packed in a ponytail. Her makeover was simple and her smile was wide. The other 2 ladies who escorted her to the registry kept throwing winks and seductive looks at Evans."This is so weird, man. Are you sure you wanna do this?" Evans lowered himself to Jason's ears."Let's just get this over with. I'm getting pissed already," he whispered back.The marriage registrar stood up. "Can both parties please step forward?"They both moved forward, handing over the rings and signing the certificates. The marriage registrar handed a copy to both of them."You may
CHAPTER 8: MASON Cynthia stood at the door waiting for him, she saw him pick up his phone and his suitcase heading out. "Good morning," she flashed her brightest smile at him. He sighed, looking at his wristwatch. "There's nothing good about the morning. If you will excuse me, I don't want to be late for my flight." She blocked his pathway. "Just a few minutes, please." "1 minute, that's all you have. Summarize everything you want to say." "I don't know what I did to deserve this treatment from you but at least give me a chance to prove to you that I'm not what you think. I can be a loving wife and trust me, you would not regret it," she proceeded to touch him and he evaded her touch smartly. "Time's up, if you will excuse me woman," he banged the door in her face. "Damn," she cursed. "Why is he proving so hard to please? He is really going to make my work hard. I have to make sure I get pregnant for him but how, when he doesn't even let me touch him or at least eat my food."
The whole house was rowdy and messed up. The women kept going round, trying to have everything in order, the men sat on the couch, playing video games.“Do you need help?” Jason shouted from the living room. “We are fine, thank you,” Amber shouted back. They had decided to host each and every person that came across their lives and helped them out. “Are you sure? It's not too late to contract the cooking out. I can have them get here in the next few minutes.”“Stop pissing me off boy, I said it's fine,” she shouted, cutting him off immediately.Jason kept quiet. Everyone knew how Amber was immediately she went into a mom mode but Jason decided to keep pestering. “Told you to let it be but you wouldn't listen,” Evans mocked him. “Next time, listen to your fellow man.”“Fuck you asshole,” he transferred the aggression from how Amber responded to him into the game they played.A few minutes later, Cara excused herself from the kitchen and went to set the table. The food was getting r
Mason trudged down on Evans’ suit, winking at him. His navy blue suit was specially made for him. He refused to wear another colour and claimed how much he loved the colour. “Remember I once told you to be patient, your time will come soon. Well I guess the day is here now. You are finally getting married to Aunty Amber.”Evans scattered his neatly trimmed hair. “Yes boy, you are right. But you are becoming faster than your shadow. You should be patient.”“How?” He whisper-shouted. “I was telling the truth. And next time, don't mess my hair up. It took my mummy a long time to get it this good.”“Good for you, now keep quiet and let me see when my wife will walk in,” he shut him up, longing his neck to see when his damsel would appear.Evans had discussed with Amber as soon as the whole Cara issue was settled. They both decided that it was pointless sitting around and waiting since they both wanted each other. Amber had invited her parents over and explained what had gone wrong in her
“Look who we have here,” Cynthia snickered as Cara got closer to them. Yul and Marco remained silent and wondered what type of psychopath she was. “Mrs Queen Bee.”“I see your mouth still runs after what you just heard,” Cara fired back. “It only makes me wonder what exactly is going on in your head.”“Oh for you to find you, you just have to wait for my proposed death day, break my head and have whoever reads my brain. If that's possible, and I think it is.”She ruffled her hair back, feeling uncomfortable with the cuffs on her. The faster they get to the prison, the better she can make do with whatever days she has left.“What exactly do you want, Queen bee?”“You know,” Cara closed the gap between them. “Before coming here, I was so scared of what I would say or how you would behave. A part of me even felt some kind of pity for you, thinking that you must have had a hard life; but thinking about it and seeing you run your mouth now, I think you decided to take this road yourself.“
All of them made their way to the courtroom, ready to hear the judgement that would be passed onto them. Cara wore one of her beautiful dresses, a floral knee length dress with a silver 2 inch heel. It made gentle noises as they found their seats amongst the other crowd.“Are you comfortable here?” Jason leaned in, as he watched her attitude. “We can always leave. Are you sure you want to testify?”“I'm fine. If I have to testify, I will,” she released a smile for him to see her wellness.Starting the procedure, Cara excused her. She didn't have the full courage to sit down and listen to a total stranger describe what was done to her and other women. Ella had excused herself from coming. She claimed to have better things to focus on now and there was no use to sit down and whine about the past.“Are you okay?” Jason approached the bench she sat on. “Yes I'm fine,” she turned around, throwing a stone across the street. She looked behind him. “ Where's Mason? Is my presence being reque
Evans sat in his car for a few more minutes, watching the man he had set up a meeting with 2 hours ago. He was sipping his third cup of coffee and messed around with various women that passed his table. This only strengthened his belief in what Amber had gone through. He was not only a cheating son of a bitch, he was a toxic bastard too. He finally decided to get things over with, stepping out of the car and walking straight into the restaurant.“Mr John,” he greeted from afar. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Traffic was something I didn't budget for today.”Both of them shook hands. “It's alright, I understand. We've all been there.”“Please sit, what can the waiter get you?”“Oh as you can see,” he pointed to the empty dish lying on the table and the empty cups of coffee as well. “I've helped myself to something good. Let them bring some for you. Their pasta is something to die for.”Evans chuckled. “Fine, I'll trust your sense of judgement.”Moments later, Evans dived into the pasta th
Jason stepped out into the sitting room with casual clothes on. Cara took a second look at him. “Aren't you going to work today?”“I'm the boss, I can do whatever I like,” he said, going over to Mason and giving him a fist bump.“That's nice,” the sarcasm in her voice, screaming loud at him. “If every boss behaved the way you did, do you think most companies would stand?”“Mrs Pierce, do you want me to work my ass off? Besides, we've got more than enough money to last us forever, so please calm down.”“Hmph,” she hit her feet on the ground and made her way into the kitchen.Jason shook his head and laughed. “Women.”His phone rang and the caller ID turned out to be Ella. They had given her a credit card, in order to buy other things she might need for herself. It was a conference video call.“Hi Ella,” he said, immediately he picked up the phone. Amber and Evans’ heads popped up on one single screen.“Hi Jason, where's Pierce Junior and Mrs Pierce?”“Well Mrs Pierce is pissed that I'm
Kicking the door open without dropping her from his hands, he heard her chuckle underneath him. “Anything to make a man get what he wants,” he said, earning more laughs from him. He laid her down on the bed gently, picking up the remote and switching the bright white light in the room to dull colors. She attempted to stand up but he held her back down.“You don't have to do anything. I told you to trust me, didn't I?”She resigned and laid back on the bed. Her fears started to build up gradually but this time she decided to trust her husband. Jason would never hurt her, she kept repeating that over and over in her head. She shunned out the stupid word Yul always made her repeat and focused solely on Jason. “Keep the lights on, please. At least for the meantime,” she begged. He understood at once why she requested that.He gently loosed her zipper and helped her with her trousers, same as her blouse too. Keeping one of his hands over her face and the other one unhooking her bra, she
Cara hurried to prepare dinner before Jason came back. Mason sat on a table and chair prepared specially for him in the kitchen, a place where he tasted every food his mother prepared, so he could give his opinion. The opened door alerted Cara who just walked in. “Daddy is back, go say hi to him,” she hurried Mason out of the kitchen and reduced the heat under the pot.She could hear their squealing and whining from the kitchen. She stirred the pot of soup and turned off the heat finally before going to welcome her husband.“Hi love,” she tiptoed and kissed him on the cheeks. That was all she has been doing since she got back. She wears long tight trousers to bed every night. Jason wondered if she was comfortable in them but he believed she was taking her time to heal and he shouldn't rush her.His smile started to fade into a sad look, as he remembered Cynthia's words. She must have known the kind of treatment that went on in Marco's place, for her to make that statement. His family
2 cups of coffee on a tray was brought in by Jason. He gently turned around, closing the door. He looked at his wristwatch and saw that he was right on time, he opened one of the coffee and helped himself to it. Soon after, the door opened with Cynthia cuffed, walking in front of Earl.“I'll be in my office, I have something to attend to,” Earl said, walking out almost immediately. He popped his head back into the room. “If you need anything, one of my officers will be at the door.”“Thank you so much Earl.”He turned his attention to the woman who sought his head.“Morning love,” Jason grimaced, wearing his most beautiful smile. “It's been a while since we last saw each other.”Her expression was solid and blank. “What do you want? I don't have time for your jokes.”He lowered the cup of coffee from his lips and pushed the other one to her. “You joke a lot. What happened to all the free time you have here? Do you have any chores to do or anyone to meet up with?”She pushed the cup of