Bella
“Hey, the guests are waiting,” she said to me innocently and in the sweetest voice possible.I couldn't believe her nerve. How she could walk in here, all pretty, and act like she didn't just stab me in the back several times. Not a speck of guilt.“I'll be there in a minute,” I answered, trying to avoid her gaze so she wouldn't see my bloodshot red eyes from all the crying. I was unsuccessful.“Are you alright?”She tried to look at me from the side, stretching her neck.“Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little something in my eyes. Where's Dad? I thought he was supposed to come walk me down the aisle.”“Oh, right. I'll get him,” she said, walking out of the room and slowly closing the door.I noticed her legs couldn't close as she walked. When you take in something that big, I guess that's what happens.Dad walked in, looking very smart in his brand new black suit. I had never seen him in any of those, and even though they weren't as fitted as they should be, he looked great in them.“You look so beautiful, my princess,” he declared as soon as he saw me seated in front of the mirror.“Thanks,” I managed in a squeaky voice that seemed to have been caused by my endless crying.“You look awesome too, Dad,” I continued, giving him a weak smile.How didn't he notice my red eyes?I stood up and walked towards him. He was smiling so broadly that one would think he was the one getting married. His smile warmed my heart.He'll be so heartbroken when he finds out that the wedding will not take place. I had to fight back a tear that was threatening to fall out as I thought about the situation.My parents were all so excited when they found out I was getting married to Hardin Rivera, the son of one of the biggest billionaires in the city.Even though they had planned our first date, they were only hopeful that it was going to work out between Hardin and me.Who wouldn't be? He's the “perfect” son-in-law.I slipped my arms into his ready arms, and we walked out of the door to the outdoor venue.I knew we had paid a great event planner for the ceremony, but I couldn't help but gasp at the beauty of the arrangements.The betrayal of that day didn't take away from the magnificence of the flowers and the seat covers. It was breathtaking. It was such a shame that it would all go to waste.I looked through my veil and saw my groom smiling sheepishly at me. I saw him lick his lips with his tongue, the same tongue he had used to circle my sister's nipples only a few minutes ago. He even threw Beth a wink!I couldn't hide the disgust from playing out on my face as my face creased into a frown. I was thankful that no one saw it because of my veil.My bridesmaids were already distributing the program booklet to the guests, and I smiled a little.Hardin took my hands, and the ceremony began.“Do you, Bella Johnson, take Hardin Rivera to be your lawfully wedded husband, as long as you both live?” The priest asked as he read the questions from the tablet he was holding.I swallowed painfully before opening my mouth.“I do,” I said confidently, and it was followed by a thunderous round of applause from the guests.The priest asked Hardin the same question, and he answered affirmatively.It was time for the vows, which we had published in the booklet.Everyone had to turn to page eleven of the program booklet—the exact page on which I had carefully arranged the pictures.In a moment, the atmosphere was filled with indistinct, continuous sounds from different angles. Some people took out their phones to take pictures, and the whole place was plunged into disarray.My mother stood up abruptly as soon as she saw the pictures.“What is this? Who did this?!” She shouted at no one in particular.“I did!” I responded, removing my veil.“I caught your daughter and my husband fucking each other in one of the guest rooms!” I shouted. My voice trembled, and my lips quivered as I spoke.“They couldn't even wait till the ceremony was over.” I shot a cold stare at Beth and turned to Hardin.Looking him straight in the eye, “Well, good riddance to bad rubbish!”He covered his face with his two palms in shame.“Explain this!” Dad shouted, throwing the booklet at Beth, where she was seated with her head bent down.“I'm sorry,” she whispered.“You're sorry?” I looked at her, ignoring the mucus that was already dripping freely. “You're not sorry, Beth! If you were sorry, you wouldn't have been fucking your own sister's man! You evil b*tch! I trusted you!” I charged at her, but I was held by my mother.“Stop this!” She shouted as she ran to hold me from behind.I shook myself free from her grip and walked into the house, my heels clacking away noisily as I moved. My parents followed briskly behind me, and I found consolation in the fact that they were on my side.My mom came to sit beside me on the couch, where I lay down, crying. Holding my hands in hers, she said, “Sweetie, it's okay. I'm here for you. Stop crying. Let's go wash your face.”“You're going to have to go and redo your makeup,” I heard my mother say sharply.“What the fuck are you talking about?!” I shouted, raising my head up to look at her. “What do you mean, redo my makeup?”“For the wedding,” she answered, her fingers running through my already-scattered hair.“I don't understand,” I said, turning to face my dad with squinted eyes.“What don't you understand?” Dad said it with a frown on his face.BellaA cold demeanor had engulfed him, and his eyes grew red in anger. “The wedding must be held!” He shouted. “Calm down, honey. I'll talk to her, okay?” I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mouth just wouldn't close as I looked at both of them one after the other. “Baby, we need this marriage. We are going bankrupt, and this is the only way,” mom explained in a gentle manner. “What? That's all it was for you? A business venture? This is my life for fuck's sake!” I said it sharply. My chest fell and rose as my sadness quickly turned into anger. "Look, young lady,” Dad blurted. “You better not ruin this for me. Don't be so selfish! This is not all about you.” “Selfish? Dad, if there's anyone who's being selfish, it's you!” My dad seethed, and he opened his mouth to say something, but my mother interrupted him. “Darling, what about the company? We will be destroyed, and you don't even have a job yet because you're still in college. Your sister isn't making a lot. How will
BellaHe took the wine from me and hurriedly gulped down the rest, with me still glued to his body. I couldn't wait anymore, so I covered his mouth with mine, and he received my tongue happily. I slid my hands into the opening of his shirt and massaged his shoulders and chest gently. I could taste the wine in his saliva, and I swallowed it without thinking, enjoying every moment of this. He slowly unzipped my dress, and it fell freely to the floor. I was thankful for the kind of dress I had gotten because it made the session fast-paced and enjoyable. My breasts were free, and he gasped at the sight. “Oh, Bella. How could someone be careless with you?” I moaned as he grabbed one of them and squeezed it lightly. He circled my nipples with one of his fingers while kissing me. “How did he know my name?” In a minute, his lips left mine and traced their way from my neck to my chest to my nipples. “Mmm,” I moaned in fulfillment as he sucked and licked. My nipples grew pink and hard
BellaI paused the process of putting on my dress and turned back suddenly to face him, almost choking on my own saliva. “Ri—Rivera?” I stammered, looking him straight in the eye. The dark smile was still there, but this time, it wasn't romantic anymore. It was frightening. “Are you a distant cousin?” I asked, my voice trembling. Please, no more nauseating surprises today. My heart was already pounding fast. “I'll save you the trouble,” he said, standing up and dropping the money I had just given him on the center table. “I'm a son of the Rivera family. The first son, to be precise.” He started putting on his clothes as he spoke. “What do you mean, son? I thought—” “You thought wrong. Don't worry, I'm nothing like my brother, Hardin. You won't get in trouble,” he shot at me assuredly, interrupting my statement. There were many rumors regarding the first son of the Rivera family. Some say he is dead. Others say he left his family to go start his own company in another city after
Bella Xander's words jerked me back to reality and I saw Hardin's chest rise and fall as he heard them. I blinked at Xander who was wearing a proud and mocking smile from the corner of my eyes. His attitude was pissing Hardin the fuck off and while I should correct his claim on me, I quite enjoyed the shock on Hardin's face upon hearing Xander call me 'his'. “I'll protect you. I'm right here.” That was what his eyes said as he gently squeezed my hands in his. I heaved a sigh of relief at the reassurance he offered but the room still seemed to be spinning. “What's going on here?” My father asked, coming out of his home office, fuming. He couldn't care less about the ceremony so he went in there as soon as Hardin and Beth were pronounced husband and wife and the company merger was completed. The anger and pain grew as I watched him walk towards us. I didn't let go of Xander's hand just to spite him and to let him see that I wasn't alone. The guests all watched on with their mouth
Bella “Wakey, Wakey!” I heard someone yell right into my ears. It was a dream! Every night and day, it haunted me. The events of a month ago. It always ended when my father disowned me and threw me out of his house like I was a bag of garbage. I don't even know how I survived. I had woken up in the hospital and was told that a stranger had paid my bills. He was kind enough to leave a few bucks for me too. Since I was thrown out with absolutely nothing, it did go a long way in keeping me alive even though I had no will to live. I had woken up with my eyes as wide as a frying pans. “You dreamt about it, again?” Bernice asked me. She was my colleague at the office, now my best friend. “You told me you would be ready by now. What the hell are you doing still snoring your life away?” She asked me without trying to conceal the mild anger she was feeling. “A. I don't snore and B. I thought I was going to be ready too,” I managed a smile. The constant nightmares were exhausting and I h
The club was plunged into complete disarray and I regained composure almost immediately. The effect of the alcohol seemed to have disappeared too.Waiters had run into the VIP area and people took out their phones to take pictures and videos. The weirdest thing was, he still didn't turn around.“Why isn't he getting up to yell at me? He should fight me, slap me or something.” My heart could have exploded judging from the way it pounded against my chest.I had just fucking thrown up on the person who had helped me. Like hell, the vomit was right on his head.A lot of people, including Bernice, were rushing towards him to clean him up and I just stood there with my mouth open.My legs seemed to be stuck to the floor beneath me because I couldn't move. I just let the cameras flash in front of me in shame. My cheeks were red hot.I saw him signal at some people to tell me and Bernice to leave. I watched her run towards me to drag me out of the club.I still couldn't say anything and neithe
Bella “Please don't tell me you have absolutely zero ideas on whose head you dumped your already swallowed food.” Bernice took her seat on my desk and I dropped my bag beside her as my arm was already aching from holding it for so long. “Uhm…a man?” She pressed her lips together and stared at me in utter disgust. “I'm hoping you're going to tell me and free me from the suspense.” “Not just any man, girl! A billionaire!” “The fuck!” “Hell yeah.” My eyes widened as I wondered why she was a little too excited about what should be a crying situation. “Then what in the world are you so excited about? We're cooked! I threw up on a billionaire?!” The air was suffocating and my breath was slowing down. “Relax.” Relax?! There was no way she was telling me to relax. I gave her a questioning look and she opened her mouth to continue. “Well, last night, he ordered that the videos be taken off the internet and declared false. Anyone who posts or publishes anything regarding it would do
Bella“I—I’m sorry. I…I didn't see you there. I mean, I didn't expect to see you here.” I stammered. I bent down to do something like I could lick the yogurt right off his feet. He didn't try to stop me. “Is this a habit for you? Spilling disgusting things on people wherever you go?” He asked me with his hands still in his pocket, looking down at me where I bent my head on the floor. “You know about what happened last night?” I asked nervously, playing with my nails. “How the hell won't I know? I was your victim!” He shouted. I placed my hands over my mouth as it flung open, shocked to my bones. “I'm truly sorry.” I rose up to my feet, and looked into his eyes. “Please forgive me, Xander.” “It's Sir to you, Bella!” He said outrightly. His coldness made me shudder and I had never seen him in such a state. Well, I had only met him twice. I opened my mouth as if to say something but closed it again. “I'm sorry…Sir,” I finally said after a few minutes. “I'll get you a new one,” I