Steven tried not to laugh as he watched Marie trying to hide her surprise. After their last fight about Sandra, Steven was determined to build bridges, even if that meant pretending to be friendly with someone who he didn't like or trust. He had asked for her help to pick out a collection of shoes he wanted to give Marie by the next week. He had also sworn her to secrecy so she didn't go tattling off to Marie.“ Can I have some orange juice too?” Rick butted in, his signature frown on his face as both women turned to look at him.“Of course, Rick. Babe, can you pour him some?” Marie asked.He overheard snippets of their conversation as he poured some juice for Rick. Sandra was saying something about him reaching out to her, while Marie tried to find out what her brilliant idea had been. He wasn't too worried, he knew Sandra could hold her own where Marie was concerned.“Can you take me to the museum?” Rick asked as soon as he had downed the contents of his glass down this throat.“I d
Amelia was likely going to kill him. Assuming Marie didn't kill him first with the looks she was giving him. Thankfully she hadn't said anything. Why had the blasted kid not told him about his allergy? Steven didn't know the blasted ingredient that had hurt him.Marie was already pacing, dialing 911 while he helped to massage Rick’s forehead when he noticed Rick smiling.“Rick!”Rick tried to cover up the smile with a look of pain, but Steven knew what he had seen. The boy was faking.“Rick! Will you stop faking this instant?” Steven asked.“Steven! Are you for real? It's bad enough that we let him eat something he wasn't supposed to, now you're accusing him of faking it? He fell over for Pete's sake.”Steven continued to grill Rick with a glare until the boy broke into laughter and sat up, grinning.“I faked it, Uncle Steve. You should have seen your face!” Rick said.Marie's shoulders relaxed as relief flooded her features.“Rick, that wasn't very nice. You scared me to death.” Mari
“Will you?” He mumbled, resting his forehead on hers as he swayed her from side to side.“Well, are you asking me now?” She asked, keeping her tone level so as not to give anything away. Even if her insides were screaming and dying with excitement.“Well, not exactly right now. But I'm just saying, is it something you think you’d ever want to do?”“I guess you’d just have to wait to know until you ask me for real.” She said, before raising her head and giving him a passionate kiss that sent all anxious thoughts racing from her mind. This was her Steven King and he loved her and was thinking of marrying her. When she broke off the kiss, she looked into his eyes and said,“I know it's crazy but I think we should date for a little while. I already know what I want though so it's not to convince myself. I just want to be your girlfriend a little bit more. But you'll know my answer for sure when you really ask me.” She said, before pressing her lips to his cheek.“Alright.” Steven said, an
“ Do you, Sandra Rakes take this man to be your husband, to livetogether in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?""I do." Sandra Rakes replied in a shaky voice. Although smiling, Marie rolled her eyes inwardly. Why Sandra kept acting like this was a real marriage was beyond her. God knows that she had tried to help her friend understand that her boss wasn't looking for love. He was looking for a wife for seven weeks. "Repeat after me," the Notary was saying now as Marie tried to focus on the ceremony before her. Even though she knew the wedding was a sham, she wished desperately it was her in the white dress. That it was her getting married to Steven Kings. She wished she was the one who any moment from now would be kissed by Stevie. She should be happy for her friend, Sandra. At least now Sandra would be able to get a studio apartment and set up her small bus
“Get the hell out of bed, lazy ass and talk to me!” Marie rolled her eyes inwardly as Sandra pummeled her pillow.“What? The one day I get a day off and I can't catch any sleep. Sandra, what's with you?”“What do you think? I can't reach my husband! Wake up, it's an emergency.”“Okay, okay. I’m up.” Marie said as she held up her hands in mock surrender and then sat up slowly. Sandra plunked herself next to her and looked at her with worried eyes.“What's the issue?” Marie demanded.“ I can't get a hold of Mr King.” Sandra said, sounding close to tears.Marie looked at her friend and tried to assess if she was being serious. Before the wedding, Marie had warned her thoroughly not to develop any kinds of feelings for Mr King. It was a marriage-in-name only. Once the negotiations for the transfer of the Kazuko Inc. accounts to their agency was complete, the marriage would be over. “ Look, he’s probably off to a meeting somewhere. What's the matter? Haven't you been paid?”“ I have. But
The next couple of weeks went by quickly as more talks of negotiations took up both Marie and Steven’s time. Sandra on the other hand was only too glad to be enjoying her status as the wife of the billionaire. Apparently after dinner that night, Steven had barely said a word to her but tossed a platinum credit card to her and asked her to buy whatever she wanted. Sandra had gone wild and started shopping for all sorts of furniture and accessories for her apartment, she hadn't stopped there, she had even bought tons of designer purses and shoes as well. At first Marie had been worried but then Sandra had gotten red in the face and asked her if she knew the resale value of a Kate Spade purse and that it was all an investment. Then she had looked at Marie closely and said,“You're not jealous, are you? Marie. I thought you were over him?” To which Marie had replied and told her not to be silly and that she was just watching out for her friend.“ The man is a billionaire, Marie. And you
Steven King reclined in his seat, closed his eyes and placed his fatigued feet on the plush mahogany table in front of him. One reason he had chosen Alden King’s new headquarters to overlook the beach was so that the constant sloshing of the waves would calm him in times like this.The journey to acquiring the Kazoku Inc account had been riddled with more stress and with anxiety than he had had to face in a long time. After countless meetings and several pitch documents were presented, Steven had been stumped on why the deal was yet to come through. Until he had heard from his grapevine contacts that the owner of Kazoku Inc was only willing to do business with people who were married. At first, Steven had been livid about that kind of hogwash. How did being unmarried affect his ability to develop compelling ads and campaigns for the Kazoku Inc brands? Steven had been willing to abandon the whole process until his grandfather had laughed in his face and told him that he hadn't expect
“Who the hell does he think he is? Ignoring me, treating me like shit?” Sandra shouted in anger as she dabbed eye shadow on Marie’s left eye.“Hmm…” Marie said, already regretting coming to Sandra's house when she was still in such a foul mood. Truth was since Thursday when she had signed the divorce papers in Steven’s office, Sandra had been upset.“He’s such a monster, Marie. How do you cope? Married for seven weeks and he didn't even so much as hold my hand! Our last and only kiss was on our bloody wedding day!” Marie had long given up defending Steven and reminding Sandra that it was supposed to be marriage-in-name only because it only made Sandra get all prickly and accuse Marie of still being in love with Steven.“Why are you going through all this trouble anyway, Marie. Not like he's going to notice you and want you.”Sandra must have caught Marie's eyes in the mirror because she immediately tried to apologize.“Look, I just mean that you should be careful. See what I went thr