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“To celebrate another business deal been a success, we will go to the club,” Anthony said with a clap of his hands.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his words. He was always going for one party to another, to almost every club in the city. He was never tired and I was always the one left with taking care of him if he got too tired or drunk to do any work.“I’m not interested,” I said and rose from the seat I was sitting on. I grabbed the files on the desk of his house office and arranged them in a corner. “Come on, Sandy,” he pleaded and went around the desk to stand beside me. “You’re not doing anything this weekend. So, let’s have fun.”I looked at him incredulously and he smiled, blinking his eyes rapidly in a way that he used in begging me to do something for him.“Have fun? More like you having fun all night while I sit in a corner watching,” I said and walked away from the desk.I heard him follow me as I walked to the door. I held the door, ready to open it when he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.“What if I promise to pay for a vacation to anyplace you want in exchange?” He asked and I smiled at the bribery.I turned around in his arms and felt bad when he stepped back, leaving me without his arms around me.“What is included in this trip?” I asked and crossed my arms, getting into my business mode.Anthony tapped his chin with a thoughtful look on his face. “I will pay for five days, your suite, food, transportation; everything you want for the trip,” he said.The perks of having a rich friend who always loved to give me anything even without me asking. It was nice but still wasn’t used to it when he did things for me.“Alright, I accept,” I said and he beamed.“Thanks. I’ll pick you up at eight. Dress nice.”I shook my head in humor and opened the door before walking out of the office with him behind him.Π•ΠI was still sitting at home, on my bed, thinking of if I could still go to the club with Anthony. My dress was laying on the bed across the room. I had reasons for not going out with him to such places sometimes. I had twenty minutes to prepare yet I wasn’t ready. I wish I could sleep in and not bother about going to party with Anthony when it was not something I liked that much, despite going with him since we were in college.My phone rang beside me and I took a peep at it. Anthony was calling and that made me spring up from the bed. I rushed into my bathroom and took a shower. After that, I quickly rubbed my body lotion and slipped on a lace bra with transparent back and a full lace panties. I ran my hands over the red material, loving the feel of it under my hands.I smiled and made my way to the bed where I took the dress I was going to wear. It had thin straps with a low back that would expose the curve of my back and end at the top of my butt. I shook my head at it when I remembered it was my roommate who got it for me. I would never use my money to buy stuff like this because it would end up being a waste as I had nowhere to wear them.“Well, time to party,” I said and slipped my legs through the dress. The softness of the fabric felt good and cold against my skin as I slid it up my body. As soon as I wore it up to my body, I touched my stomach and waist, feeling up the dress. I ran my fingers through my hair and wondered what style I should put it in. Sometimes, I wondered why I bothered to put effort into the way I looked especially when Anthony wasn't going to acknowledge it. I dressed for myself too but when I had someone I was attached to, I did my best to look good.“Nah, I'm going to let it down,” I said and eyed my phone when it rang again. Anthony was still calling but I wasn't going to answer it.I went over to my vanity and on the stool facing the mirror. I pulled my make-up bag close and started to apply a light touch of make-up on my face. The first time I went to a club with Anthony, I had been embarrassed by a classmate of ours back then who looked beautiful and dressed perfect that night. I had arrived in jeans shorts and a shirt and I looked out of place. Since then, I put effort into my looks because the people around Anthony were rich and influential.Ten minutes later, I was done and a bright light flashed into my room through the window by the vanity. I heard the rumble of Antony's sport car and I rolled my eyes at his choice. I stood up from the stool and sprayed some colonge on my body before making my way to the bed. I took my phone and purse then slipped my feet into my heels. “I just hope tonight goes well,” I said under my breath.Π•ΠI was already regretting coming here with Anthony. The place was loud, people were so much on the dance floor across the VIP booth. Girls were trooping in and out of our booth, giggling and talking to Anthony and his other rich friends. All I did was sit on the leather seat with a glass of soda in my hand. My soda had been cold but now, it was warm, matching my mood. I was bored and only had to look at people as entertainment.“Who is she?” A voice asked and I looked at Anthony who was sitting beside a man who looked his age. The man's eyes were on me, in a lustful way. I shifted on my seat and looked away, not wanting to give him any ideas.“Oh, her? She's my best pal,” Anthony replied in a slurry manner.He was drunk already and I had to roll my eyes at it. Thank goodness I was here with him because I would not let him drive on his own in a fast car.“Well, I like her. Care to introduce her to me?” His friend asked and a chuckle followed.“Sure,” Anthony said.I cursed in my head. Anthony was always fond of trying to match me with his friends or business partners. It was unprofessional and annoying. It hurt too because it showed he didn't like me the way I did which was disappointing each time I thought about it and when he did this. “Sandy. Come over here,” Anthony said, waving me over with a goofy smile on his face.I could tell he was high too, not only drunk. I rolled my eyes and rose from the seat then made my way to where they sat. Anthony scooted away, making space between him and his friend. I glared at his move and he winked before patting the space.I eyed his friend who was smiling then sat down. I shifted toward Anthony who immediately wrapped his arm around me. I felt warm on the inside and a tingle at the position. He leaned into me a bit and ran his hand up and down my arm.“Sandy, this is Trevor McClure,” he said, pointing at the dark-haired man. "He's a business friend from Texas. Trevor, this is my assistant and best friend.”Trevor smiled. “Assistant and best friend? I've never seen that before. Anyway, you're beautiful, Sandy.”I forced a smile on my face and made eye contact with a high Anthony before looking back at Trevor whose eyes were moving up and down my exposed leg.“Thank you,” I replied and sipped my drink.A new song started to play and people got hyped. Anthony released me and rose to his feet, staggering in the process. I rushed out to hold him but he steadied himself and looked at us.“I'm going to go dance. You two have fun,” he said and went away.I relaxed on the back of the seat and tried to not make eye contact with Trevor who was still staring at me.“Want to dance?”“No,” I replied.“Come on, let's go dance. Just one dance, it's all.”I frowned. “I don't want to.”Trevor groaned. “Do you want money before you dance with me?”I became pissed off that I turned my head to glare at him. What did he take me for?“Excuse me?” I asked.“Come on, don't pretend like you didn't understand what I mean. Look, I know Anthony and I'm sure he simply can't have someone like you as an assistant and best friend. All the women that are in his life love money and do anything for money. So, one dance and I'll pay you $500,” he said and I rose to my feet.“Go suck your ass,” I retorted and walked away, anger flowing through my body.I glared at Anthony who was dancing with a curvy woman who had her ass shaking against his front. I clenched my hands and walked away to the bar. I sat on the stool and rubbed my forehead. I hated my relationship with Anthony sometimes because he had no single reasonable friend apart from me.They either wanted to be his friend for money or connection. He was wreckless and didn't care about the type of people around him and that pissed me off. One too many times, I have been insulted because I wasn't as rich as he was or influential and when I told Anthony about it, he would confront his friends but still go out with them another time.“I don't know how long I can take this,” I said.S A N D YAnthony was drunk to the max and I had to deal with it. I always had to deal with it. It wasn't anything new to me.I had driven a drunk and non-stop talking Anthony in his sports car, back to his mansion. All he did was talk about the girls he danced with and the ones he took their numbers to sleep with when he wanted some fun. It was heartbreaking to hear but this was what I had to deal with when I fell for my best friend. When I pulled into his garage by the mansion, I had the help of his butler to take him up to his room. He reeked of alcohol and the thing he smoked. It was annoying to see him the way he was because it was bad for a businessman who ran part of the family business and would someday head the whole business.His parents would not be happy as always and he didn't care as usual.“I need to party again,” Anthony said in a drunk manner, pointing at the ceiling as he was laying on his large bed.“No, you won't,” I said and knelt on the floor to take off his sho
S A N D YI woke up to the feeling of a weight on my chest. I groaned and tried to move my arms but felt restricted. I opened my sleepy eyes and saw a familiar ceiling then looked downward. My eyes widened when I saw Anthony's head resting on my chest while half of his body was on mine. I gulped and stared at our position for a minute before I placed my hands on his broad shoulders. I tried to push him off me but his heavy weight was too much for me. “Anthony?” I called out in a low voice.He moaned and turned his head in the other direction. I rolled my eyes and shook his shoulders. He barely moved so I began to wiggle under him, trying to see if I could roll out but before I knew it, he woke up; his head up and eyes wide. He hissed and rolled away from my body with his hands between his head.“Shit, my head hurts,” he said to himself and groaned.I sat up and tugged the shirt downward, covering my stomach. I stared at him as he rubbed his head.“Ow,” Anthony said and dropped his ha
S A N D YI blinked once, then twice. I couldn't believe what Anthony had just said. “You have to get married and have a kid?” I asked, and he nodded.“I have to, Sandy. This is something that I did not plan on.”Laughter almost escaped my mouth. There was no way what he was saying had an ounce of truth. Before I knew it, I was laughing with my hand over my mouth while he glared at me. I continued to laugh until I had my fill.“You can stop pranking me now.”Anthony and I had days when we would joke around and I was convinced that this was one of those days. But when I saw how deep and serious his eyes were, I swallowed and cleared my throat.“Are you serious?”Anthony scoffed and went straight to the desk where he had drinks displayed. He grabbed a glass and poured himself some alcohol before chugging everything. He filled the glass again and I took that as my cue to rush over to him and grab the glass.“Stop drinking and explain what you meant.”Anthony looked stressed and restless
S A N D Y“Come again?”Did this fool just say what I heard him say?Anthony stood from the desk and approached me. He took the glass from my hand and dropped it on the desk before cupping my cheeks. He had a huge smile on his face while I was stuck in confusion.“Yes, you. You're the only person suitable for this. You are my best friend. Someone who I confide in, someone who I trust and respect. You're the only person who knows me for me and understands how important this is for me.”I flushed from his words but due to the severity of his choice, I had to focus on what he was trying to say to me.“Sandy, we can get married and still act the way we do. The only difference is that we will live under the same roof and act like married people in public. It'll be so easy in the aspect that we'll just continue our friendship with us wearing rings. We can remain the way we are without any thoughts of anything expected of any of us.”I swallowed hard and held his hands. His eyes danced aroun
S A N D YI couldn't believe I was doing this. I couldn't blame myself though because I just wanted to do this since I didn't have anything exciting in my life or the nearest future. At least, I was going to waste a few years married to my best friend. It wasn't like there would be any difference anyway. As I heard the elevator ding, signifying that it reached my stop, I pushed my body off the cold wall of the elevator and watched the doors slide open. I walked out and started making my way to the hallway on the other end of the hall. I stopped walking when I saw Anthony come out of the glass doors of the entrance to the hallway with a smile on his face. He never smiled so cheerily at work unless he just signed one of his huge deals. I continued to walk in his direction and froze when he cupped my cheeks and kissed them. He pulled me into his arms, leaving my arms stiff on my sides and my mouth open from shock.“What are you doing?” I whispered and his chest rumbled from him chuckli
S A N D Y“We started dating…uh,” I dragged on and made eye contact with a straight-faced Franklin before meeting his wife's eyes. “A month ago.”“Oh, it hasn't been that long then. But tell me more,” Eudora urged on.I had to stop myself from palming my face because I didn't exactly have anything to say and Anthony and I never planned what we were going to say. We were too busy with work to even do that. Now, I felt tied. I had to look at him for help but he was looking restless.“Actually, we dated for a month and broke up.”Eudora's face fell while her hand rested on her diamond necklace in sorrow.“You two broke up already? But…”“Yes but we're back together now,” I quickly replied and felt Anthony squeeze my thigh.“Why did you two break up?” Eudora asked with concern on her face. “Don't tell me it's because of him or what did he do?”How wonderful was it to continuously lie? My only hope was that I remember everything I had said. I cleared my throat and put up a fake look of sad
S A N D Y“I know that all of this will bring so much work and stress for you but we have to talk about what we have to do to convince the media and general public about us.”I listened to his words and nodded in understanding. He was right. There were things we had to do to show them that we were together. Simply putting out a relationship and then marriage would make no sense at all.“Fine, Anthony. What do you have in mind?”Anthony smiled and rubbed his stubbled jaw as he kept on a thinking face.“We will have to go on dates. Even if it's to appear like we are on one. I know those sneaky gossip pages will have their interns on the lookout for us and we need them on our side if possible.”“But it's not every time that you're being followed by them.”Anthony sighed. “That's true and I wouldn't want to waste our time going on useless dates.”The way he phrased it made my heart sting. He saw us going on dates as useless which made me painfully remember that this man didn't see me the
I barely slept well last night as all I saw in my dreams was Anthony kissing my cheek, repeatedly. I was still stunned up until now about the sudden kiss. The way he pulled me close to his body and how warm he felt, plus the way his lips felt on my skin was something from a fever dream. I was still feeling hot from the memory of the kiss. It may not mean anything to him but it did to me.I pulled my suit jacket by the hems when the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. I stepped out and started walking, only to notice the way people stared at me and how low their voices were as they did. I bowed my head a bit to take a better look at them and strained my ears to hear what they were saying but all I got were whispers and finger points.“She's finally here!”I shook to a stop at Anthony's loud voice. I raised my head and shifted my eyes forward. There he stood with a bouquet. My heart skipped a beat and confusion followed as I tried to make out what he was planning. This fool needed
Sandy’s POVYesterday was a surprise for me. Anthony's sudden behavior and the sex we had was something I never imagined would happen after my heartbreak session the day before yesterday with Gina.Gina had taken me to her place and from there, we went to a club where we partied, and I drank to my heart's content. After that, everything else was blank. I barely remembered getting home. All I remembered was waking up from my painful sleep, showering and making breakfast for the both of us.The turn of events stunned me. I was confused but happy and satisfied. Something about the way we had sex felt different. He had been gentle yet rough. There was a look in his eyes when he was inside me, thrusting. His touches were softer and precise. The sex had me falling even deeper in love with him and I could not forget the way he was looking at me when I woke up to find him staring at me. It was a look I wanted from him more. The look left me feeling full in my heart and flushed.Someone cleari
Anthony’s POVI moaned into her mouth when she kissed me back, which sent shivers down my spine. My body had missed her touch and her lips that I could not help but kiss her more, deeper, harder and more passionately. Every part of me was awake and energized from our kiss and from the way my hands touched every part of her I could reach. When she moaned, I shuddered and felt my cock stirring in my pants. I wanted her so much it hurt. I needed to have her again, to be one with her and make my body feel on top of the world. I missed being inside of her, filling her with my cock and hearing her cries of pleasure as I made love to her.I pulled away from her lips to lift her into my arms and place her on the table in the center of the kitchen then I kissed her again. I moved my hands to the hem of her night dress then slipped my hands under it, digging my fingers into her soft thigh. I stepped between her legs and slipped my hands upward to her hips which I gripped and used in pulling her
Anthony’s POVI was stunned to the bones over what was just said by my drunk wife.She had to be lying or joking due to her state because what did she mean that she was madly in love with me? I could not believe what I was hearing. Sandy was not being serious. It had to be the alcohol making her say things she did not mean but people did say alcohol brought the truth out and what I just heard was sounding too good to be true.Sandy was probably not serious. We always said I love you to each other because it was a casual thing to us, and she was just saying this out of those words we playfully used to tease or to show we cared for one another.“You think I am crazy, right?” Sandy laughed then stopped. She moved away and rested on the couch.I stayed quiet as I waited to hear more. She needed to explain what she meant. I eyed her, hoping she said something to elaborate on what she meant because there was no way on God’s planet that she was in love with me. I always heard of best friends
Anthony’s POVThe drive home was a long one as I kept thinking back to what Trent had said to me. I never expected such a thing from him as I always saw him as some loser who was being used by my father but what I saw today made me understand that there was something even more about this guy. I didn’t know what it was but whatever he was, it was definitely something that was not good and the fact that Sandy associated herself with him made me worry. I didn’t know what his plan was, but he needed to not involve Sandy in it. She was just an innocent bystander when it came to the business.I snapped out of my deep thoughts when the driver came to a stop in front of the house. I had been so lost in my thoughts I did not know we had driven into the estate. I picked up my things then opened the back door before stepping out of the car. I shut the door and started making my way to the entrance of the house, only to slow down when the front doors opened, revealing my wife.A smile appeared on
Anthony’s POVI was a fool, just like how Sandy always called me, but I was a fool with a conscience and fear for the future. I was trying to act smart, to keep my mind and thoughts in check in order to avoid a huge disaster but it was beginning to look very difficult.I was already regretting making Sandy work someplace else due to the fact that she suddenly started having this glow on her that pulled me to her. I knew that other men had eyes because as we walked into the company today, I saw the way some executives looked at her and even during meetings. It irked me so bad that I almost lost it and fired them.Never did I care about how other men looked at my best friend but now that she was my wife, amongst other things that changed our relationship, it was hard not to feel a hot sensation in my chest at the thought and sight of other men eyeing her with bad thoughts swimming in their heads.I did not forget what I had seen when I stepped into her office earlier with Addison. They
Sandy’s POVAfter he had spoken, I was left feeling confused and conflicted. I looked from one person to another, trying to make sense of what I had just heard or if they had also heard what Anthony had just said. I looked at Trent and he was looking surprised while glancing at me. I looked at Anthony, he was not even meeting my eyes, it was as if he was avoiding me. I looked at the woman and she was simply smiling at me with innocence in her eyes, which I did not believe in.I looked at the Addison woman closely. She was just the type of woman Anthony always went for when he needed a quick fuck. She was slim with curves, long blonde hair, a pretty face with big blue eyes and a pretty smile. She was everything people and Anthony called his type, and she was going to replace me?“What do you mean?” I asked and sighed.No, I could not have this conversation with them in the room with us.I turned around and looked at Trent with a look in my eyes. I needed to speak to him alone, without
Sandy’s POV“I want my own room,” I announced, stopping Anthony in his tracks as he showed me the last bedroom.“Huh?” He turned around and on his face was a look of shock. “Your room? Why… I mean, we could–”I scoffed. “You told me yesterday how you want things to end and how you need things to be from now on, so tell me why we should share a room, Anthony? This marriage is a contract, isn’t it? Which means, there is no reason for us to share a room, unless we have guests sleeping over. Then we can pretend to be the happy couple that is madly in love with each other.”I wanted him to feel hurt by his stupid decision just as I was and with the flash of something in his eyes, I knew that he was, which made me very satisfied with myself.“Sandy.” He sighed and took a step toward me. “I… Okay…Fine. That will even be better because that way we can form self-control, seeing we have now had sex.”Anthony cleared his throat and turned his body away from me. He motioned at the door across the
Sandy’s POVBefore I could stop myself, I slapped him across the cheek, hard. My palm stung, which satisfied me. The anger burning inside me made me ignore the guilt I was feeling for hitting him. It was wrong of me to hit a person, whether man or woman but I couldn’t help it. He was hurting me, and I didn’t know what to do or how to react to what was happening.Anthony rubbed the spot where I had slapped and turned his body away. I glared at every move he made until he faced me with a softness in his eyes. I didn’t want to falter, not yet until he explained to me why he was acting this way all of a sudden.“I don’t have anything to say to you anymore, Sandy. I already told you what I wanted to do. I have been trying to summon the will to say this to you without hurting you,” he said and rubbed the red mark on his cheek. “Damn, you hit hard.”I was speechless as I replayed what he said seconds ago. He wanted us to stop something we just started. What happened to all those words he tol
Sandy’s POVOur honeymoon was coming to an end. After spending days, having the time of our lives, we were going back to reality, at least, that was what my brain termed it as. What Anthony and I had here was simply a fantasy. Everything that had gone on since we arrived here was all because of responsibility and our new rule in the contract binding our new lives.Once we get back, we would go back to what took most of our time. Anthony was a workaholic; he was probably going to bury himself in work while I did the same. I was nervous and worried about how our sexual relationship was going to turn out. It was a different thing when we were here and would be something that involved clarity once we got back.I dropped the magazine I was staring at when Anthony walked into the room while on a call with someone. When I heard what the conversation was about, I rolled my eyes. Of course, he was back to working even when we were leaving the hotel tomorrow. Even I, his assistant, barely knew