Anna coughed as she ate her breakfast. She was tired of having soup. She had checked herself out the night before. She had lost a lot of weight because she wasn’t able to eat solid food for a while. The good news was that she had shed the pounds that she had been trying to lose for years, but she had shed more than she would have planned to. Anna naturally had a big bum, but now when she sat down she could feel the bones on her butt because she had lost so much weight and her cheeks which were usually very plump and cute were nearly gone.
“Can I have something more after the soup,” she asks Nurse Mary. Nurse Mary smiles at her.
“Sure, just need to make sure that you’ve warmed up your stomach first,” she explains to Anna. “So you have to finish your soup,” Anna sighs and takes another spoonful of her sp
“High society is extremely judgmental and harsh. You need to know the rules of conduct to be accepted into society. And society doesn’t accept people easily,” Sophia tells Anna. Anna has just signed the revised marriage contract and has been given a card that contains the entire amount for the entire year. It works out to be about three thousand pounds per year. Anna had forgotten that in these parts of the world, they didn’t deal with United States dollars, they dealt with the Great British pound. Now that all that had been settled the contract and money, but now Sophia was taking her etiquette and manners.“Did you ever go to an etiquette school when you were young?” Sophia asks Anna. Anna shakes her head. “Do you know anything about etiquette and deportment? I mean your father did work with embassies and foreign CEOs,”
Anna sighs and gets into the Mercedes Benz. After three hours she had eventually settled on the thousand-pound purple and pink floral dress. Well, Henry had gotten frustrated and told her just to wear this one and throw the first one within his reach at her. She looked beautiful. Sophia had advised her not to wear too much makeup which was a contrast to when she met Henry. Sophia said that putting too much makeup would make her look like an Instagram how. That would make his grandfather suspicious that she was being paid. Anna ended up not putting on any makeup at all. Her hand was feeling too shaky. She wondered if she would be even able to eat at this rate. She tucked in her stomach and pulled her shoulders back.“You’re going to meet your fiancé’s grandfather, not audition for America’s Next Top Model,” Sophia tells her. Anna exhales and feels tears sting her eyes. O
“You must have some fucking good luck. Were your ancestors saints or something? Or your father?” Sophia says in disbelief the next day. Anna rubs her eyes. She just woke up. “Henry’s grandfather loves you, I can’t believe it, especially after how you ate last night. Instead of casting you aside, he’s arranged that you be taken to finishing school. Did you bring some form of voodoo from Africa or something?”Anna just stares at Sophia. “C’mon, we have to start wedding preparations. Henry’s grandfather will be returning to Australia next Monday and will be there for at least three months so we’re having a small ceremony on Friday. Henry spun it that you guys wanted to marry because you don’t want to have sex before marriage,”Anna laughs. She’s realized that she’s perf
They enter the private jet. Even though the meal at KFC had been fun, they had still not talked to each other. It was still awkward between them even after sharing that kiss at the altar. The ‘honeymoon’ was a week away in the Maldives. Anna sat by her seat put her headphones on and sat on the last seat on the jet, a sign that she wanted to be by herself. She took out her Macbook and started to talk into her mic. She had been doing that a lot lately. Henry couldn’t ask what she was doing especially after he had told her to stay out of his business.Henry couldn’t help but look over at her a few times and she was still busy. He sighed multiple times. They eventually arrived at the airport in Maldives and were driven to their accommodation. A modern hut in the water. They were gorgeous in the middle of the baby blue water and white sands. Their hut had a jacuzzi and beautiful sh
Sex with Henry was good to Anna’s surprise. Not the same as the steamy, passionate sex that she had had with Munya but it came with the perk that Henry was not having an extramarital affair with her. She felt much more relaxed after a week in the Maldives. Even though she was also teaching English non-stop to try and earn money. So far she had more than five hundred pounds. Money that she earned by herself. That felt good. Like she had some control of her life back. What she needed now was her bank account to receive the money. Or she could just use PayPal for now until her spousal visa comes through and she could open her bank account. There were plenty of places that accepted PayPal as a viable payment option. She could survive for now. She had a UK number and a valid passport. If anything happened, she would have a “disappear bag” like Gloria Pritchett from ‘Modern Family’. Anna used to spend hours watching ‘Mode
Anna was with Sophia preparing for the dinner with the Somerset family. It was almost like a debutant ball. Sophia was choosing her dress for her. This was pivotal, Anna was being introduced into society. She was now representing the House of McArthur, which Anna didn’t understand because Henry’s surname was Miller, not McArthur.“This is way too tight,” Anna complains as Sophia tries to put her in a very slender red dress.“Red goes great with your skin tone. We could try putting you in a corset,” Sophia says.“And then I spend the entire time uncomfortable with my guts squished?”Anna moans.“Well it might help you not get too engrossed in your food,” Sophia says. “ I cannot stress…”
The Somersets owned a house in the elite neighborhood of Chelsea in London. It was known that every millionaire in London lived here or in Kensington. Their house had a gate and guard in the front. Something that only the elite could afford in London. There were cars parked up and down the street.“When shall I pick you up, sir?” The driver asks.“We’ll contact you an hour before we want to leave,” Henry tells the driver. Anna takes a deep breath. This is one of the defining moments of her life. What will determine how she will be treated for the next five years of her life by society? She’s wearing a pastel blue dress that gives enough cleavage to indicate that she’s a modern woman, but is modest enough to suggest that she’s not a whore. That’s the dress that Sophia had burst into their room excitedly
Henry was really into it tonight, Anna was sure she would break in half and not really in a bad way.“Fuck Henry!” she screamed at the top of her lungs as he made her orgasm again. He places her down on her back from his lap and began to rummage around in the side closet. He was taking something out of his packaging.“What’s that,” Anna asks him. Henry shows her. It dawns on her. “A clitoral vibrator? I haven’t seen one that looks like that before,” Henry laughs.“It’s a butt plug,” Henry tells her. Anna’s eyes widen.“I knew that men liked it there and that’s where their G-spot is…” she begins.“I thought that you mig