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."
Jackson's lawyer sat in the living room with them, he held a couple of documents with him, waiting for the rest of the occupants to show up.Jason sat with his wife while Mason sat on his father's lap.“Who else are we waiting for daddy?”“Uhmmm,” he didn't know the appropriate title to give Cynthia. “Just a person affiliated with the family, that's all.”“They need to hurry up, punctuality is something we are being taught at school.”“Don't–”Cara cut in quickly. “I'm pretty sure they must be caught up in traffic. She'll be here soon.”She gave her husband the nastiest look ever, Jason looked away, hiding his face to the other side.Few minutes later, Cynthia walked in majestically like she owned the entire place. She kept chewing her gum noisily. “I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting, something held me up.”Cara rubbed her son's hand. “See, I told you, something caused her to be late.”The lawyer adjusted his glasses and sat up straight. “Shall we begin?”“Yes please,” Jason answe
The rain kept beating the wooden cover of the casket. Jason loosened his hair and let it fall all over his face, standing akimbo. Cara, Mason and the rest stood under an umbrella. She tried to cajole her husband to come under but he wouldn't bulge. His hard stare wouldn't leave his father's coffin.A call at work the week before announced to him that his father had passed away in his office. Traces of sleeping pills could be found in his bloodstream.Whoever murdered his father was still walking free.The screeching of a taxi car got their attention, Cynthia dropped from the car, dressed in a black fitted gown and a large hat. Her heels matched her outfit and he wondered if she was truly coming to a funeral or if she would hit the bar after this location.She opened her umbrella and joined the rest where the priest was giving a sermon.He kept watching her steps, trying to see if he would find anything incriminating. Dismissing it, he believed that he was just overthinking things.“Ma
Still humiliated by how Jason treated her in front of Stacey, she vowed to have her revenge on him. That is to continue to have an affair with his father, get him to overwrite his will if he has any and then take full control of his business.She was aware of how sufficient Jason was, he most probably wasn't going to be affected by not having a share in his father's will. But at the same time, there was nothing bad about having more than enough.She got up and walked into the bathroom almost immediately. As the water flowed freely to every part of her naked body, her mind traveled to the days where Adrian was behind all her irresponsible behavior.Now she was all alone and she could boldly say it was her sole handiwork now.She was as jobless as anything. Living off the allowance placed on her by Jason is 10x better than having a job and now she would do anything to make sure she never works a single job again in her life.She selected a body fitted red armless gown, stopping just abo
“Thank you so much for the ride, I'm truly grateful,” she searched through her purse for a hundred dollar bill. “It's okay madam, you can just go,” the driver blushed. “You don't know what it means to carry the only heir of Sir McQueen.”“Oh that's so nice of you,” she cooed, thinking of ways to repay his kindness. An idea quickly struck her head. “Give me your business card, so I could call you in case I have a bigger project.”“Thank you so much ma'am,” he dipped his hand into his jacket and produced a card for her.She reached for it and kept it in her bag as she dropped. She waved till the driver was out of sight.“Phew,” she sighed. “That wasn't what I expected.”The smaller gate was left open, Cara wondered where Amber would have gone. But then she noticed a different car parked beside the house. Her fear rose, was Amber and her child in danger? She locked the gate and hastened her steps but reduced it when she saw Mason sitting outside and helping himself to a glass of orange
He pushed the door open and saw another woman, looking almost like Cynthia arguing with her. Same stature, just a little bit taller and fairer. They both looked like clowns, they were still bickering with each other. Their makeup was still smeared all over their faces.“Oh Cara,” he muttered, laughing inwardly. He was definitely having a good laugh already.Both women had not noticed his presence, their hairs were cut in irregular shape and he could tell the other woman was bitter about it. Cynthia had enough, more than enough to get whatever wigs she wanted. Weirdly as it may seem, he still had her on a monthly allowance.“You ladies are fine?” He wore a mocking smile on his face as they turned gradually to face him.“Oh great, look who it is. You decided to come here after a while,” Cynthia's voice reeked of sarcasm. “I guess the bitch had run her mouth to you and that had you running here immediately.”He found his way to a place in the room, laughing. “I see you don't learn Cynth
'My sincerest apologies to those who have come so far with me on this journey and to those who are still discovering my book. I'm so sorry for taking so much time away. I'm an engineering student in my penultimate year, that is one of the main reason for my absence. I'm here now and I promise to conclude this wonderful journey you have embarked on with me. Once again, I deeply apologize to everyone🙏🏼."Jason adjusted his suit and swallowed a big bowl of air in front of his dad's office. Being nervous was an understatement yet it was something he had to do. Cara was right about everything she said.Inasmuch as his father wronged him, it was only his duty to forgive him. They carry too much burden.He rasped his knuckles against the wooden door and knocked once. Without waiting for a response, he pushed the door open.“Hey old man, good morning,” that was the first set of words that left his mouth. Not exactly as he planned it in his head but that will do still. Jackson's head was be
She helped him arrange his suitcase, and fixed his tie. “I know it's going to be hard but remember that I'm here to help you.”She tiptoed and leaned in to place a kiss on his lips. Before she could draw away, he wrapped his arms around her waist, dragging her back and deepening the kiss.“I love you so much Cara Pierce. I can never get tired of saying it, just know that,” he said, brushing the strands of hair coming to her face to the back of her ear. His gesture alone earned a blush from her.“Let me walk you to the door, I have a lot of things to do as soon as you leave,” she said.“Things like?”“I need to get Mason's room ready, he needs to be home with us by next week.”“Oh that's true, I wish I could stay to help you out.”“It's no problem, I can handle it all by myself,” she accompanied her words with a small beautiful smile. Enough to melt any man's anger.“I can't wait to see my little man again.”“Me too, I missed my baby so much.”Leaning on the door frame, she watched him
Jason munched on his food quietly, releasing small hmmms as a way to compliment his wife's food.“This is really good honey, l think I need to increase your allowance,” he teased.“Very funny Jason," she rolled at eyes at him. "Have you forgotten that I'm a billionaire too?”“Doesn't matter, your money is your money. My money is our money.”“That's sweet of you,” she smiled.He helped himself to a glass of water. “You said we needed to talk about something important?”Her demeanor changed to a very calm one. Dropping her fork, she forced out a smile to ease the atmosphere for whatever she was about to say.“You good, honey?” He asked, wearing a faint genuine smile on his lips.“Well, it's just that, have you thought about fixing things between you and your dad?”The sudden question cleared away any form of emotion on his face.“Is that what you want to talk about?”She pursed her lips and nodded her head gently.“It's a man's thing, we'll figure it out,” he said, returning his attenti
Cara set the table for dinner, hoping to talk to him about his old man while they ate.The front door opened and walking in, was a tired Jason, she excused herself from the dining table and met him with a kiss.“How was today at work?” She reached for his suitcase and led him to the sofa.“Tiring, really tiring.”She helped him with his tie and his suit jacket. Underneath, his white shirt was drenched in sweat.“Is the air-conditioner not working? Why are you drenched in sweat?”“You can ask the same, I have no idea,” he threw his head back and a long form of sigh escaped from his lips.She unbuttoned his shirt and he was left in his singlet. “Go take a shower while I finish setting the table.”Trying to get back to work, a pair of strong hands scooped her away from the floor suddenly. Yelping out loud, she hit him on the chest, playfully.“Christ, Jason, what was that for? Aren't you tired?”“Yes I am, but I can never be too tired for the most beautiful woman in the world,” he threw