Emelda's POV I stared at Bryan with confusion and anger in my eyes, I still couldn't wrap it all yet in my head. I couldn't believe I had stayed with them for months and didn't know who I was truly married to even Jonathan might have only felt pity for me. How can I be such a fool and naive. It's all coming together now,this was all a game and I fell for their so called game.As Bryan spoke, his voice calm and professional as he addressed the assembled crowd, my anger and indignation began to rise within me, my blood boiling as I listened to his words."How were they able to keep this secret so well?" I thought to myself, my fists clenching as I watched him, my mind reeling with a sense of hurt and betrayal.I remembered Jonathan. Jonathan was literally a simple looking elderly man whenI met him for the first time. If he was that rich, he wouldn't choose my stepmother’s bar house to drink at. That bar house was a dirty hole compared to the luxurious ones. I remembered the way I ha
Emelda's POV I opened the door, my jaw dropping in surprise and awe as I saw Bryan standing there. Bryan dressed in a shiny black Tuxedo suit and a white collar shirt which revealed a little of his upper chest stood out impeccable. Aside from his appearance, his demeanor was calm and collected and his hair styled in a way that would make any lady rush into his arms. My heart began to race, my body betraying me as I remembered the night of intimacy we had shared, my mind filling with thoughts of his touch, his words, his warmth."Bryan," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper as I spoke, my eyes meeting him as I fought to control my emotions, my knees growing weak as I tried to keep myself from falling into his arms.As I fought to control my emotions, my mind whirling with thoughts of Bryan and the night we had shared, I bit down on my lower lip, my jaw clenching as I forced myself to focus.And then successfully winning over my emotions, my expression hardening into a frown.
Bryan's POV My mouth widened in shock and my fingers which gently held on to my favourite magazine lost its grip, allowing the magazine fall to the floor. “Damn! She's gorgeous.” I said to myself, my eyes still wide open.I could literally feel my heart beating furiously in my chest as I stared at her wondering what particular day she was created.The dark blue gown I got her was indeed perfect for her as it clinged unto her slender body, revealing her delicate curves. And then, just as I took in every detail of the dress on her body, she closed the bedroom door behind her and began walking towards me. As the sound of her footsteps approached, my breath caught in my throat as I looked up, my eyes meeting hers. I struggled to find the words to express how stunning she looked, her beauty almost too much to take in."Emelda," I finally spoke, my voice filled with wonder and awe as I stood, approached her, "Yo
Natasha’s POV“What the hell was Emelda doing in such a restaurant?” I spat, my palm folded into a fist as I walked out of the elevator. “And who was she even with? He is so handsome and he looks rich.”“Watch it, you good for nothing.” I yelled angrily at a waiter who pumped into him as I took a turn towards the exit. “Do you know how much my clothes cost? If you ruin it, your one year allowances won't even be enough.” “I’m sorry ma’am, but you were not clearly not watching.” The waiter answered, his voice calm and quite professional. “How dare you?” I barked, my eyes filled with fury. Without thinking, I picked up the mop bucket he dropped and emptied its contents over him.My gosh! I yelled as I walked out, leaving the waiter wet. “You better know your class.” Immediately, I left the hotel, I flagged down a cab. As I settled in at the passengers’ seat behind, I felt a little groggy from the white wine I had drank earlier. “Those crazy girls, always trying to challenge me.” I ut
Emelda's POV “What's going on Bryan? Why are we leaving already? I whined as I held on to the tail of the shimmering outfit as Bryan led the way, his steps quick but watchful.“Oh! It's nothing. I just felt we had to leave.” Bryan answered, his tone a little bit off, I could tell he was keeping something. “Maybe I’m just eager to show you the next phase of the night.” He added. Not being persuaded by his words, I focused my gaze on him, I could tell he was lying, he kept looking left and right as he walked towards the elevator. When we locked behind the elevator's door, I turned to face him, our eyes meeting each other. “Now, start talking, Bryan Rodriguez. What is going on?” But before Bryan could say anything, the elevator stopped and the door clicked open. Taking my right hand into his, without a word he led us out of the elevator and towards the exit. At the entrance, the driver was already waiting with the car engine on.“Thank you for choosing the Grando hotel, Mr and Mrs.
Natasha's POV It was past nine in the evening when the driver finally pulled into the driveway of my house after a long drive. The moon perfectly doing its job illuminated brightly in the sky as the cool breeze whispered through the trees. The silence of the night, a stark contrast from the chaos in my mind. The only noise heard in the environment were that of chirping crickets.Still lost in thoughts of the turnout of today's event, I stared out the window, replaying the events of the day in my head. I was so welled up with my thoughts that I didn't hear the driver's voice until the third time he called out to me, his voice ringing loud through the silence of the car as he honked the horn."Hey ma'am?" he said, his voice harsh and impatient as he spoke, "Are you alright? I have been calling out to you for some minute now."“Is that why you want to break my ear drums?” I snapped, my eyes spitting fury immediately I turned to face the driver.“Madam, please get down, I don't want
Emelda's POV The sun's rays filtered through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden glow as my eyelids fluttered open.Yawning, I stretched lazily, and found out that the spot in which Bryan had laid last night was now empty. “Bryan?" I whispered, my voice barely audible as I searched the room, my eyes scanning the space for any sign of him.“Where could he have gone this early? It's just a few minutes to seven.” I asked in my head, my thoughts racing with questions and concerns as I sat up in bed.I yawned again, tossed over the sheet covering my body and dropped my feet to the floor. It was still a work day and not my honeymoon, I wouldn't want to be late for work. As I dropped my feet to the floor, the coolness of the marble beneath my toes sent a chill through my skin as its coldness was a stark contrast to the warmth of the bed I had laid in.Wrapping my body with a shoal, to ease the cold, I moved to the edge, and immediately my eyes fell on a small white paper and a sin
Emelda's POV I stood in shock as I stared blankly at my phone on the floor. Just then one of the staff called out to me from the room."Ma'am?" Her voice rang, her tone gentle and inquisitive as she continued, "Are you alright in there? Do you need any help?"As I heard the maid's words, I quickly ran the water over the empty bathtub as I bent over and picked up my phone, my hands shaking as I did so. I adjusted the towel wrapped around my body, calmed myself down and then replied to her. "Yes, I'm fine," I said, my words steady and calm as I continued, "Thank you, I just dropped something, but I'm finished with my shower. I am coming out now.”As I stepped out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around my body, I was met by the sight of the maids waiting for me, their eyes averted as they held out a silken robe and a pair of slippers for me to wear. I found myself blushing slightly as I accepted their help, my voice soft and appreciative as I thanked them."Thank you, ladies,