Merina readied herself before the mirror. It had been years since she dressed like this as herself. She never dared to express her true self, even while working. Merina didn’t want to call attention to her past. Also, most of the events she went to dress like this were an undercover assignment and she didn’t use her name or image. She didn’t know why she felt so vulnerable. Now an adult, she was no longer fifteen. Meri expected the women in this group to act with ruthless intent in response to her honesty. She just didn’t know where they’d attack from. That’s what worried her. She couldn’t be able to keep aloof to it. “You look beautiful. Now don’t forget your ring. I want everyone to see it on your hand, and they won’t if it stays on your dressing table.”She had removed it to apply cream to her hands and had not yet replaced it. Which she fixed as Conner watched. Merina chuckled when she wore it again and noticed how she’d forgotten about it. Another th
Joyce ushered them in and left Jonathon greeting the other guests. “Don’t worry about anything. Lily, I must handle something outside, and it will consume most of the night. Could you handle the caterer in the kitchens? The fool overreacts once more. Joyce said to another staff member before she scurried off. She turned to Merina. “He excelled in his profession, yet he possessed the artistic temperament to match.” “Now, Conner pulled the overbearing laird thing on you too? What excuse did he sucker you into marriage with? Jonathon used the excuse. You’re pregnant with my heir and no one in my family is born on the wrong side of the blanket.” This admission left Merina blinking in surprise. This was unexpected. “So, you have a child?” “Our daughter was born four months after we married.” “Ah, well, if I didn’t marry him. My father would stay in jail, and I’d join him.” “That sounds like one of ‘the guys.’ I swear i
“Con, what is going on? You’re married out of the blue, and you didn’t even call to give us a heads up. What’s going on?” “Never mind that. Are you sure that’s Merina? I mean wow. I know your families once had you engaged to her. You got lucky.” “Yes, it’s Merina and I have not gotten lucky. No time to call or arrange anything. Merina’s … Well, Merina’s got some problems with the facts and before any of you say it’s because she’s crazy. It’s not. That stepmother of hers and the dweeb Galen have spread lies about her. I discovered family members who hindered her from reaching out. I just don’t know who yet. She claims that she tried to call me and email, but nothing got through. They locked her up in a boarding school for troubled teens. She spent years there. Her father skipped her graduation and remained clueless about her specialization afterwards. He didn’t care enough to try to talk to her.” “Wait. Are you saying they abandoned her a
Merina found her phone by the bedside with a note. (We’ll talk about your work at 10 am. Be ready. Your clothes are in the right closet. Con) She charged her phone. When the screen lit, the notifications flooded the tiny screen. Most were from Ana. Others surprised her. They came from Andre. He never left messages. Because Merina didn’t respond. She hoped he’d forget her number. What did she do now? She skipped his messages, but Merina listened to one by accident. (Merina, please call me when you receive this. Be careful speaking in public. I’ve tried to shut down the rumors. Everyone believes they’re facts. They’re claiming you need a psychiatrist. You blackmailed Conner into marriage. I suspect it’s Lillian, Gabriella, or both who started them. Gabriella’s name appears in a rumor, claiming you forced Conner to break off their engagement. I’ll have my lawyer deal with them. If Lillian thinks this will work, she’s
Merina hesitated at calling her father. He’d left so many messages and warnings by the time she’d finished with Ana. Did she want to offer him an opportunity? Did she act petty and not return his calls? Merina didn’t expect any inheritance from him. She never recovered from being sent away to school, which became her home for a significant portion of her life. Her family, after the first year, claimed they couldn’t look after her at home during the second and third year. They hired someone for holidays to mind her. The nanny kept her in the city near the school, making her feel like a prisoner instead of a child on summer vacation. No one wanted her during Christmas vacations. The fourth year Merina refused to return home when her father called for her and as she’d turned eighteen, she went on a holiday trip by herself instead. She learned of her father’s distress upon realizing she didn’t follow the summons. Her rebellion began during that vacation and has con
Merina sat and waited for the call to connect. The wait went for a full minute; she used her time better and dressed for the meeting. With the call on speaker and took her cellphone with her into her walk-in closet. There she searched through her clothes, surprised to find clothing from the MacGregor mansion and her apartment.She discovered a note pinned to the fourth suit in her collection, written in Conner’s handwriting. [They are old, unattractive, and small — I don’t like them. After our meeting, you’ll get something that fits and suits you. You deserve better and my wife won’t wear anything less than perfect. Con.] “Wow, he knows how to tell me what to do while flattering me. Geez.” Distracted with the note, Merina missed the call connected again. “Lillian bought those clothes, and they never fit me. It was her way of telling me I needed to lose weight. It all fit her.” “Oh? She told me you couldn’t stay away from food and ungrate
Merina had the manners to appear on time for their meeting. He’d arranged this meeting not to discuss her career and business plan. Conner aimed to solidify the narrative of their collaboration since the beginning. That way, he could prevent anyone else from trying to charge her for espionage later or questioning that. “Ah, here she is now, gentlemen. The lady we’ve been speaking about, my wife, Merina O’Keefe. Merina, this is Chief Inspector Billings. He’s leading the investigation into the Mandela’s, and this is my head accountant, Gregory Van Clief. The Inspector blinked and raised a finger. “Ms. MacGregor? I’m sorry my connections didn’t pass on that you’d married. I’m happy to see you again. Somehow, I should have connected you to the MacGregor family.” “Hello, Chief Inspector. I wasn’t aware you were connected to the investigation, or I would have called you myself. Conner and I married in haste days ago. No, I tried to keep my fam
Ana sat down to dinner with Jeff almost an hour ago. She’d struggled with what to tell him. She had been silent during the meal, contemplating how to start the conversation. They were on dessert. Something she would enjoy. She couldn’t do it tonight. Jeff leaned back in his chair and watched Ana push her peach cobbler about in the melting ice cream. Ana knew he was considering her or something. “Is there a problem Jeff?” She wanted to distract him. Allow her a few extra minutes to plan her next steps and approach this situation. “I got a call from Conner O’Keefe a few hours ago.” Ana sank feeling as soon as he said this. “Oh, did he want to talk about business or something personal?” His topic blurred the lines between the two. Ana shifted in her seat and set her spoon down. Her attention focused of him even though her eyes stayed on the candle display in the center of the table. “Oh, umm. Should I be
[SIX MONTHS LATER] The family piled out of the limousine. Baby seats and gear carried by a happy Conner, Ian, and Andre. Merina noticed her father wave at a man in a wheelchair who was being pushed by a female attendant. That was Ana’s father. He appeared to be headed into the house from somewhere in the garden. Today was Ana’s wedding and the hive of action revealed how close the ceremony was to take place. Merina and Conner had to hurry to get ready. The two grandfathers were taking care of their two little bundles, which worried Merina a little. Merina caught sight of their fathers showing off the babies to everyone who showed any remote interest. With that, the wedding planner whisked her and Conner off for the final preparations. Hair, makeup, dress, champagne, photographs became a whirlwind of excitement and activity. Security was exceptional, with news of Jeff’s wedding and news leaking about his new album. “It’s a perfect day for your weddin
[SIX MONTHS LATER] “That goes into the front living room by the main table. Please place gifts at the entrance. There’s a table for them there. Until it’s time to open them and then, while we are in the dining room having lunch, you’ll bring them into the front living room. Oh, I must go, the special guests have arrived.” Joyce said to her housekeeper as her staff rushed through her home, performing the last-minute preparations for the party. Many guests were here already and gathered in the front living room. Joyce, Merina, and Ana were all surprised to receive acceptance responses from RSVPs for their invitations. Instead of rejections or being ignored all together. Merina avoided the public eye as much as she could for the long months that the arrests and crimes made news. She didn’t want to deal with the media and the questions. Joyce could understand for Merina it’s far more complicated. She could only imagine an interview being like walking th
Jeff wanted to celebrate. His plans were going as expected. Ana agreed to marry him. He wanted everything perfect. Later that week after the party, Merina held her housewarming for their condo rebuild. Despite Merina being a wreck, it went off without a hitch. He’d learned from Conner that they’d confirmed that afternoon that Merina was pregnant. However, they didn’t know how far along she was yet. They’d have those results in a few days. He showed Ana around his home, pointing out the details he had overlooked before because of other priorities. She’d returned to the house and come prepared not to feel impressed about what he showed her. This house stood for their future and his first step towards stability in life, which Ana came to accept. “I don’t understand. If you record your album at the studio at the production studio, why do you need this room here?” “I don’t write in the studio. I don’t enjoy writing with background noise as it
Doctor Sutton arrived in less than an hour after his father called. Their fathers sat in the living room, refusing to leave until they learned what Merina had. They’d made a bet that she might be pregnant. Conner admitted they weren’t doing anything to his knowledge to prevent the pregnancy. But with all the stress and anxiety, she could have worn her immune system down and caught something. He didn’t remember her avoiding food or being ill. But Andre claimed her mother didn’t have morning sickness, so that changed nothing for him on what the cause of her illness could stem from. “Conner, I thought I said not to bother the doctor about this? If I still feel like this tomorrow, I’d make an appointment.” Merina said. Her voice appeared groggy and disgruntled to everyone. “It’s alright Mrs. O’Keefe. It’s better safe than sorry. I’m Doctor Sutton and I’m well paid for nights like this. It’s fine. Do you have any idea why you feel well? What
For the first time, Merina stepped inside the condo. He’d found an experienced designer to remodel it into a fashionable, spacious home for their needs. She moved through it. The movers had already done their job. She had only her business things needed to move in, and she had a company licenced to do that coming in later that day to set up her office. They didn’t keep a physical office because they ran on word of mouth. That meant they could work wherever their secure files were. Now she walked through the top floor of O’Keefe Industries Office building where Conner set himself up with his condo a decade ago. He liked the ease of commuting, and they were downtown with a private elevator. Staff wouldn’t be knocking on their door at all hours. The chef and housekeeper were present as day staff. They’d leave after they served dinner most nights. They had space to grow and entertain. But Conner insisted this would be their home until they had children.
Medina observed men with their differences in appearance and demeanor. “It’s like they’ve left all serious business at the door.” They’d seen Conner drop an ice cube into Dan’s lap and then they were wrestling. Jeff proposed to Ana in an unusual manner, but she still had to respond. The position he put her in. Merina was like Ana. She didn’t know how she’d respond. Conner gave her a choice that wasn’t a choice. “So, you won’t punish me or give me grief for working? You won’t belittle me in front of other people for having goals in life that don’t include what you want?” Ana asked. Her questions revolved around how he’d treated her and how he wouldn’t do it again. “That’s right. I promise there won’t be any extra details.” Jeff said to Ana. He aimed to calm her thoughts, enabling them to move forward, and for her to feel at ease enough to agree.“What about your photos with other women?” Will they end too?” Ana hated seeing those photo
Merina sat eating dinner with everyone. They ate in a more relaxed setting. They forgo the dining table for the living room. Staff disappeared, leaving Merina unsure as everyone began eating. Conner had something planned. She knew he must. That was Conner. Conner had reasons for his actions, often known only to him. It didn’t take long for Merina to notice Ana’s change in mood and her disposition changed toward Jeff. He’d worked some kind of magic on her. Merina heard something, unable to distinguish between Ana’s joyful cries and Joyce’s sounds. Conner held her back, saying they’d have fun later with everyone. Two of his friends came without lovers. When she asked how this worked. Conner said they enjoyed watching and acting as coaches. He claimed it gave an impartial opinion on how to become more creative. He offered to call someone in to show her how it worked. But Merina couldn’t see herself as the hostess getting off and ignoring her guests. Th
Jeff smirked as he followed Ana into the guest room. “What are you doing?” Ana said. Her tone demanded an answer as her eyes flashed with fury. “They told me to use this room. It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before. Live a little Ana.” Jeff caught Ana’s arm as she tried to leave. “Hey, you don’t want your friend and host to feel horrible, do you? We’re all adults here.” “Some more than others it seems.” Ana pulled her arm from his hand, but he didn’t step back. Jeff let his height give him the advantage. “It’s time to stop this, Ana. Sometimes I forget to drop the persona because people prefer it over the real me.” “I’ve always kept that I didn’t care for the persona or the job. You never got it, did you? I wasn’t dating you for others to see me with you. I didn’t see you for your money or your capabilities. Yet, you tell me you believe I’m lying to you. Fine, I have lied to you about two things. But only two t
Ana watched the men come toward them. A worried woman trailed behind men ready for battle. “Ana, we need to talk.” Jeff said. “You need to hear me out.” He looked stern and foreboding when he said that. Joyce came around the men and tried to avoid notice or interrupting the drama. “Nice romantic setting. It’s a pity we can’t distract the gaggle of ganders behind him. They don’t need to see this.” Merina nodded, where she stood off to the side in Ana’s peripheral vision. “We didn’t plan this, but it’s like an Edwardian romance scene. This’ll become lost on them. I believe. They won’t see the chance to use it to their advantage.” She said, her voice was low to not interrupted Ana’s words. “Sad, I agree with you. It could have become a fond memory.” “Jeff, I don’t need that. You’ve made it clear that I filled gaps in your life, but there weren’t many. But heaven forbid that my time doesn’t align your schedule. Then I