THE BET

Love in most cases is one sided and conditional. Every guy in School wanted to get close to Charlotte but they were scared and shy due to her high level of prominence. Damian on the other hand was ready to do anything for her love as it seems.

Students love prom. It was their only platform of fun in school. Nostalgically, prom came . Lover prepared so did other students prepared too. Every one came with dazzling dresses and astonishing attires.

The ladies looked good on their gowns and the guy obviously handsome on their tuxedo. Charlotte and Damian walked in hand in hand, had fun and enjoyed the whole party until Damian picked up the microphone what’s he about to do? Confess his love for Charlotte obviously but NO it was shocking.

Damian announced to the whole school how he placed a bet with his friends on dating the school star Charlotte till prom and now he has successfully won the bet . Everyone was shocked and Charlotte felt so sad and embarrassed and she ran away.

She thought love is all a bet and a risk, nobody actually cares. Charlotte disbelief for love started ever since then.

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Twenty five years old Charlotte walked down the stairs dazzling beautiful she was sophisticated, so mature, so grown-up with her bodyguard right behind her and she walk down the table ready for dinner. Sitting quietly with courtesy and charisma, she great her mum and her cousin Hillary at the table. Hillary, a polished Mexican-American who got to live with The grays due to her respect and courtesy.

Charlotte at first finds Hillary as a rival but now sees her as a sister. She got quite fond of her and she get matching outfits for both of them. Hillary who isn’t extravagant like Charlotte is an artist and a fashionista. Charlotte loves her because of her nice pattern of dressing and color combination. Charlotte belly struck of hunger again but has no choice than to wait till her father arrives for dinner.

She took a quick glance at the sumptuous meal set on the table, planning which one to devour first. She noticed Hillary staring at her bodyguard who was standing behind her slightly to the left.

Charlotte got a bit pissed off, wanted to react but kept her anger to herself. She knew it would be termed as jealousy or recurring hatred. Am I actually jealous ? she thought. Before she had a chance to ponder about it , her father arrived. Why do you always have to interrupt my thoughts? She mumbled . Her mother asked if anything was wrong but she said denied suspiciously .

At the table, Charlotte ate hungrily without saying a word to anyone at the table or complaining about the dish. This was quite unusual thought her Mother.

Charlotte was always the classy kind of lady, she eats with charisma and composure but this time she seems to be hungrier than a lion. Hillary on the other hand couldn’t eat as she usually do . She kept her glance between the food and the handsome looking man who stood behind Charlotte’s chair.

Without hesitation, she invited him over for dinner also but he refused bluntly. Charlotte trying not to show her jealousy kept her head low digging constantly into her food.Charlotte mother —Mrs. Gray also got interested in Smith and she asked him to sit beside Charlotte and have dinner with them. Mr. Gray looked at Smith with assurance so Smith sat beside Charlotte.

While Smith was trying to dish his food, Mrs. Gray asked him about his marital life but he affirmed that he’s still a bachelor. Charlotte got a bit happy " why am I happy?" She thought. Smith hand collided with Charlotte hand while they both try to open the plate of salad to take from.

Their eyes met and they both retraced and the same time. Smith been a gentleman open the plate and dished some salad for Charlotte. These gave Charlotte goosebumps and made her blush. Mrs. Gray noticed it and smiled, she knew her daughter was in love but she trying to discard the feeling.

Hillary saw all this and said to Smith “ you are such a gentleman. Any lady would be so happy to have you “ Charlotte and Hillary eyes met , the atmosphere like a competition who’s going to have him. Hillary obstinately gave Smith a wink and smiled. Smith smiled back and winked too. On seeing this, Charlotte got angry, stood up to her feet and left the table.

Mr. Gray who was obviously not conscious of anything at the table dug into his food and ate it deliciously as he alternatively read the business news on his tablet .Charlotte got into her room angry and furious. Why did he wink back at her? Is Hillary interested in him? Am in not attractive enough? Why did he dish me the salad then? Is he biased? Why did dad make him my chauffeur? These thoughts hovered around her mind.

Charlotte discarded these thoughts but they keep on coming back as if they were meant to haunt her and they were swiveled around her. She became so uneasy and worried that she forgot she had a party to attend. While drown in thoughts , Charlotte took a unconscious nap for about ten minutes until she heard someone knocking at the door. Who was that? She thought. Maybe it’s Smith.

She walked towards the door to open up as she opened the door, it’s was the housekeeper. What a moment of relief. The housekeeper walked straight in pick up her clothes to do the laundry and left. As the housekeeper left, Charlotte found some cloth that needed laundry so she packed them up to give to the housekeeper as she stepped outside her room she bumped into Smith. Emotions stirred in her eyes, gazing up at his beauty and properly shaved beards, she would have wished that’s moment would never end until a maid packed up the clothes from her side.

Snatching her into reality was Smith’s baritone voice. She felt as though she was in Paradise as he said to her “ Are you alright ma’am? You look startled “ She shifted her gaze and went inside her room. His voice seem to echo and resound again and again. How did I get into this dilemma? She thought. Charlotte overlooked the thoughts, looked at the new dress she bought and recalled she had a party to attend.

Miss Gray Picked up the dress changed into in and sat on a foot stool facing her luxury mirror. She looked and gazed at her reflection in the mirror as though there was something wrong with her. Why did these thoughts and emotions keep flickering around her mind. What’s is this gust of emotion? She thought . Charlotte wore her make up, put on her most expensive jewelry looking astonishing and dazzling. Her ebony skin radiating the diamond necklace she wore. Her wrist chain sparkles as the moved closer to the window to get a view of the garden.

Looking down she saw Smith picking flowers and scenting them. She glanced at him with a spark of love and affection. Dazzling beauty in such a tall man with immense courtesy and fit body structure. His skin radiates as the sun gushed it’s light on it. His curly hair bounced as he rose his head. His tuxedo properly ironed and his shoe polished as though they were new. She wondered, what kind of man is he, filled with perfection and elegance?

She looked into her room to get her phone she hurriedly picked her phone to take a picture of him. She hurried back to the window but couldn’t find Smith. Where did he go ? She wondered . She stood puzzled and confused till she heard a slight knock on her door.

AGAIN!! She retorted as she opened the door she found Smith at the door. Smith looked at her and said “ The dress you got this morning for the party looks perfect on you. Are you ready to leave now” Charlotte looked at Smith surprisingly.