They didn't hug me goodbye or anything, if I didn't know better, I'd say they had been waiting for an opportunity to dump me all this while and the right opportunity just presented itself in the form of Blake Robinson.
I didn't say anything, I just nodded, turned around and followed Blake out of the room.
A sleek black car was waiting for us at the main entrance and when we entered, the car zoomed off immediately to God knows where, I wanted to ask Blake where we were going but I had a feeling he wouldn't answer, so I decided to keep my mouth shut instead.
The air in the car was filled with thick tension and I wished I could say something to Blake.
He must have read my mind because he set his phone down on the middle console before turning to me, "I have to say, it's a nice trick you and your family pulled on me, I didn't realise it was a family of foxes."
What he said sounded like a compliment on the surface level but I knew better, I heard the insult in his words from miles away but because I was so terrified of him, I couldn't speak or look at him.
"Great. I got the dumb sister." He murmured beside me before turning all his attention to his phone which he pulled out from his pocket.
This was what my life was going to be like now, one sided conversations with a stranger. No words was exchanged between us again till we got to our destination.
It was an apartment complex and the driver drove the car into the underground parking lot, "Walk fast or you might be finding your way up by yourself." Blake addressed me briskly and he stepped out of the car.
He must have noticed I was still seated and frozen in my seat.
I stepped out immediately too and followed him through the parking lot, I was hot on his tail. He led us to an elevator door and when we stepped inside, he pressed the button for the top floor.
He must live in a penthouse, I wondered inwardly.
The doors closed and it took us about three minutes to reach the top floor and it was three minutes of intense awkwardness for me. I was sure Blake didn't feel the awkwardness, seeing as to how he was on his phone the entire period of the elevator ride, I couldn't help but wonder what was so fascinating on his phone.
The doors opened when we arrived at the top floor and it led directly to his penthouse. We stepped out and the doors closed behind us again.
I watched as he took off his suit jacket and discarded his bowtie to somewhere in the room while I was still watching him and awkwardly stood in the same position since I got off the elevator, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do.
He looked at me like he suddenly remembered I was here, "Follow me." He told me and I did.
We took a staircase that led to another floor. He opened a door and entered into a room, I followed after him and I found myself in a large room.
"This is your room. Feel free to do with it whatever you like." He told me and proceeded to leave the room.
"Will we be sleeping here together?" I finally gathered enough courage to talk to him.
"I'm sure I didn't stutter when I said it's your room." He turned to me with a raised eyebrow.
"You didn't but I just thought we'd be sleeping together." I mumbled out and looked at my feet, not being able to look into his eyes.
"I get it now. This is your game plan? Your father asked you to come here and throw yourself at me like the whore you are, right?" He sneered and slowly started walking towards me.
I backed away immediately, "No, there's no plan I swear. I'm just filling in for Isabella till she comes back." I tried explaining myself to him but I was sure he didn't believe me.
He continued to walk towards me and a soft gasp leaves my mouth the moment my back makes contact with a wall. I was trapped. There was nowhere to run to.
"Why are you running from me Helen? I assure you I don't bite, not unless you want me to." He smirked when he invaded my personal space.
I peered up to him through my eyelashes and saw a hungry look in his eyes. He slowly started leaning down to cover the distance between us and I thought he was going to kiss me so I closed my eyes immediately.
A quiet moan escaped my mouth when I felt his lips on my neck. I quickly covered my mouth but it was too late, he already heard me.
Blake chuckled and slowly backed away from me, "You're way easier than most girls." He started, a giant smirk on his face.
"What?" I asked breathlessly, the little stunt he just pulled on me affected me more than it should have.
"You're no match for me Helen, think of what I can do to you if a simple peck on the neck has turned you into a breathless fool. You're not a real challenge Helen." He finished and put as much distance between us as possible.
"So run home and tell daddy dearest, you have failed." He finally said before turning around and leaving me alone in the room.
The only thing that was on my mind was that the next two years were going to be the worst and longest two years of my life.
I had carefully and successfully avoided Blake the whole weekend. I didn't want a repeat of our last encounter that still made me cringe in embarrassment whenever I thought about it.
How could I have let my guard down so easily? Why did I allow him to come so close? But the truth of the matter was that no one could say no to him. He had even said I wasn't a challenge to him, did he mean I was easy?
I made sure to only leave my room to eat when I knew he already had his meal and that he was done eating. He usually retired to his study after every meal and I knew those periods were my safe time. It was those few hours I had to do as I pleased without judgment or complaints from anyone. Today was Monday though and it was time to go back to work. I was nervous about going to work today, probably because I knew the whole office would have heard about my wedding to Blake Robinson. It was bad enough that some people already thought I didn't deserve the position in our office. They claimed I should allow someone who really needed the job to have it, instead of me who already had everything. Only if they knew the truth.I shook off those comments immediately and focused on getting dressed. I was a computer technician at a small firm that recently hit the market. When I was finished dressing, I knew the possibility of running into Blake this morning was high, so I composed myself and
Today was the wedding day and Isabella's voice kept ringing in my ears, "Everything had to be perfect today." That was what she had told me last night.I went to conduct a final check of the wedding hall just as she had instructed me to do, to ensure everything had been decorated the way she wanted it to be.Everything had to be perfect, and not a single flower or chair out of place, if anything was out of place, Isabella would never let me live it down.She would even go as far as accusing me of trying to ruin her perfect wedding day and that couldn't be any farther from the truth, I was nothing but happy for her.She was my only sister, though we didn't have the same parents, as I was adopted from the orphanage when I was little, it still didn't change anything. Isabella hadn't accepted me as her sister yet, she never failed to remind me of where I was from every chance she got, but I would continue to support her in everything. I was more than happy to help too.I was still examin
I snatched the envelope from her and opened it as quickly as I could. It was still sealed, so I knew they hadn't opened it yet. I found a handwritten letter inside, it was written in Isabella's writing, I started reading:"Mum and dad, I'm sorry, but I can't marry Blake, I know this might come as a huge shock to you but this is what I want, I hope you'll understand why I had to do this. And don't look for me please, I'm fine. I'll come back when I'm ready." She hadn't even bothered to mention me in her letter.Of all the things I expected to go wrong today, a missing bride was not one of the things I planned for. How do I do damage control to a missing bride situation?I ran to our parents room, we needed to come up with a solution and we needed to come up with it fast, I knocked once and entered. On entering, mum was seated at a vanity table, retouching her makeup while dad was sitting in one of the chairs, reading a newspaper. "Mum? Dad?" I called out to them and they turned to me
I heard the crowd murmuring behind us, they were wondering what was happening. Blake took another look at me and I don't know why he changed his mind but he stepped forward and held his hand out for me to take.I sighed inwardly in relief and took his hand, mounting the alter with him.Throughout the entire service, he didn't even look at me. To the others, it looked like he was staring into my eyes but he was actually looking over my head.The service ended after the priest pronounced us as husband and wife and before we could do anything, Blake grabbed my hands, and pulled me out of the wedding hall. My parents and his dad were right behind us as well, when we were now in a secluded area he turned and addressed the small crowd that had gathered around us. "We're meeting back at the ballroom in the next ten minutes." That was what he said and stormed off."What trick are you trying to pull on us Mr and Mrs Davies?" His father also asked before turning in the opposite direction and
I made sure to only leave my room to eat when I knew he already had his meal and that he was done eating. He usually retired to his study after every meal and I knew those periods were my safe time. It was those few hours I had to do as I pleased without judgment or complaints from anyone. Today was Monday though and it was time to go back to work. I was nervous about going to work today, probably because I knew the whole office would have heard about my wedding to Blake Robinson. It was bad enough that some people already thought I didn't deserve the position in our office. They claimed I should allow someone who really needed the job to have it, instead of me who already had everything. Only if they knew the truth.I shook off those comments immediately and focused on getting dressed. I was a computer technician at a small firm that recently hit the market. When I was finished dressing, I knew the possibility of running into Blake this morning was high, so I composed myself and
They didn't hug me goodbye or anything, if I didn't know better, I'd say they had been waiting for an opportunity to dump me all this while and the right opportunity just presented itself in the form of Blake Robinson. I didn't say anything, I just nodded, turned around and followed Blake out of the room. A sleek black car was waiting for us at the main entrance and when we entered, the car zoomed off immediately to God knows where, I wanted to ask Blake where we were going but I had a feeling he wouldn't answer, so I decided to keep my mouth shut instead. The air in the car was filled with thick tension and I wished I could say something to Blake.He must have read my mind because he set his phone down on the middle console before turning to me, "I have to say, it's a nice trick you and your family pulled on me, I didn't realise it was a family of foxes." What he said sounded like a compliment on the surface level but I knew better, I heard the insult in his words from miles away
I heard the crowd murmuring behind us, they were wondering what was happening. Blake took another look at me and I don't know why he changed his mind but he stepped forward and held his hand out for me to take.I sighed inwardly in relief and took his hand, mounting the alter with him.Throughout the entire service, he didn't even look at me. To the others, it looked like he was staring into my eyes but he was actually looking over my head.The service ended after the priest pronounced us as husband and wife and before we could do anything, Blake grabbed my hands, and pulled me out of the wedding hall. My parents and his dad were right behind us as well, when we were now in a secluded area he turned and addressed the small crowd that had gathered around us. "We're meeting back at the ballroom in the next ten minutes." That was what he said and stormed off."What trick are you trying to pull on us Mr and Mrs Davies?" His father also asked before turning in the opposite direction and
I snatched the envelope from her and opened it as quickly as I could. It was still sealed, so I knew they hadn't opened it yet. I found a handwritten letter inside, it was written in Isabella's writing, I started reading:"Mum and dad, I'm sorry, but I can't marry Blake, I know this might come as a huge shock to you but this is what I want, I hope you'll understand why I had to do this. And don't look for me please, I'm fine. I'll come back when I'm ready." She hadn't even bothered to mention me in her letter.Of all the things I expected to go wrong today, a missing bride was not one of the things I planned for. How do I do damage control to a missing bride situation?I ran to our parents room, we needed to come up with a solution and we needed to come up with it fast, I knocked once and entered. On entering, mum was seated at a vanity table, retouching her makeup while dad was sitting in one of the chairs, reading a newspaper. "Mum? Dad?" I called out to them and they turned to me
Today was the wedding day and Isabella's voice kept ringing in my ears, "Everything had to be perfect today." That was what she had told me last night.I went to conduct a final check of the wedding hall just as she had instructed me to do, to ensure everything had been decorated the way she wanted it to be.Everything had to be perfect, and not a single flower or chair out of place, if anything was out of place, Isabella would never let me live it down.She would even go as far as accusing me of trying to ruin her perfect wedding day and that couldn't be any farther from the truth, I was nothing but happy for her.She was my only sister, though we didn't have the same parents, as I was adopted from the orphanage when I was little, it still didn't change anything. Isabella hadn't accepted me as her sister yet, she never failed to remind me of where I was from every chance she got, but I would continue to support her in everything. I was more than happy to help too.I was still examin