Offer

Nortia's POV

“ You don't know how happy I am to see you here, Nortia” she uttered when we were alone, while flashing a smile at me.

I rolled my eyes at her, at how effortlessly she was acting, and how pretentious she was.

“ Get off this, aunty, we are all alone so there is no need for this pretense anymore” I tried to push past her when she said.

“You know Samantha is engaged now, so it is only right that you do the same and I think I should make a choice since I have been like a mother to you all these while”

A mother? Was she even being right? When exactly did she ever act like one? To me at that?

“ Go on a blind date”

“ What?”

“Go on a blind date, I have the perfect person for you, you are single so it will work out…”

“ I wouldn't be single if your daughter didn't take my bf away from me” I answered her when her brows crested at me.

“ Your bf? You had a man? Who Maxwell?” She burst out into a peal of laughter,a hand against her chest as she did.

I listened as the door creaked open and heels clicked against the marble tiles.

“It isn't my fault that your boyfriend doesn't want you, like he said you are as boring as a nun. No one would want a woman like that…like you” her eyes roamed at me in disgust as she said.

“ What is done is done, this man is a much better choice for you, he is rich and would treat you better than Maxwell ever will" she said to me.

“ Although he is a little old, that doesn't count as you will be his only wife and once you give him an heir, he will bequeath his wealth to you,”

That had to be the reason why she hadn't wanted Samantha to go instead, her daughter was too precious to be treated in such a way.

Fixing my gaze on her, I said to her. “ I will never get married to someone old enough to be my father, you can't have him if you want”

“ Nortia” her voice rumbled across to me as my hand tightened around the doorknob before storming off. I should have known she was

never going to change.

My chest heaved as I tried to constrain the hurt that popped through it when Maxwell scampered after me.

“ Nortia, wait!”

I strolled ahead, pushing across the sea of humans as I walked over to the large field when he grasped my wrist, turning me around to face him.

“I said wait”

“ What do you want?” I asked, trying to keep the tears from brimming.

“I am tired, Maxwell, let me be”

“ Let me help you” his hands rested on my shoulders.

“ You will help me by getting away from my face, you repulse me” I spat into his face, before shoving him off when he rushed after me.

“ I know that you are in a fix, and you can use all the help that you can get right about now, be my mistress, and you wouldn't need to get married to an old man”

“ Are you sick?”

“ Samantha told me, I know that it isn't something you would ever do, I know you Nortia, you would never do such, so be my mistress, they wouldn't know … . I will have an apartment for you, and we can…”

My hands struck him across the face as my chest heaved in anger.

“ What you should be doing is apologize for cheating on me, you should be begging”

“ Oh please, you will take my offer. No one else wants you, don't you know that? Anyone who sees you get disgusted, you are nothing to write home about”

His words punctured at me, jabbing me, he knew what he was doing, breaking any bit of self-esteem I still had.

My tongue ran on my lower lips as I squeezed my eyes shut, before flicking them back open.

“So, I should be your mistress? The one you keep locked up, have you always been this way? Self conceited and selfish?”

“ You should take the offer while I am being nice, not everyone would do such for you and….”

I sauntered off, I was done with this, with my aunt, with him and Samantha all I needed to do was let out these tears that I had tried too hard to keep locked in.

“ I am still talking to you” he raced after me, pulling me close to himself.

“ Let me go!”

“ Who do you think you are? You are nothing to me, all I feel for you is pity and…”

“ Let me go” my heels clamped down on his shoes as I rushed off when he did the same.

“ Nortia, I am not done talking and…”

A hand held him back, his eyes pinned on Maxwell who kept pushing on adamantly.

“ The young lady said you should let her go!”

My steps stopped in track at that voice, my palm sweaty when my eyes met his.

“ We meet again," a smile igninted his face. "You seem to be deep neck in trouble whenever we do so”