Carla worked in Chicago's top law firms. After being cheated on, she wasn't looking for a relationship, that was until one of her big-shot clients asked her to marry her son. Carla denied it at first but was later, manipulated and forced into it by her client, Nina. What Carla didn't know was that marrying Aeden Beckett would turn out to be her worst nightmare. From a simple contract marriage to keep Nina's heart to falling into a twisted web of lies and dark secrets. What will Carla do when she discovers that her gentleman of a British husband, isn't much of a gentleman. He isn't the man he poses to be at all.
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My phone rang. I glanced at it for a brief second before halting what I was doing. I picked up my phone and answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Hello,” I replied to the person on the other line.
“Carla?” The feeble voice asked me.
“Yes?” I asked not recognizing the person on the other side.
“It’s me, Nina.” The person replied.
Nina. My oldest and longest client. She calls me every now and then to revise her will. She is a woman in her mid 60’s and had been fighting cancer for 4 years now. She is convinced that she will die and calls me once a month. She was one of my first clients, actually. I know her family and they know me. Nina is an amazing woman. She along with her husband, launched one of the biggest companies in the world. They had nothing when they started out and now, the entire world is at their feet. Beckett Inc. is a multinational company that is worth billions. She is my, well, a big shot client.
In recent days, Nina’s cancer has been progressing and she has stopped responding to treatments. She has been calling me every single week since she found out her health has been declining. I go down to her mansion every single week to review her will. She has a son and a daughter, twins actually. Both of them may be a year or two older than me.
“Carla?” She spoke again. I hadn’t realized that I didn’t respond to her.
“Yes, Mrs. Beckett,” I replied.
“Carla I have something important. Can you please visit me today?”
“Sure Mrs. Beckett, I’ll be free…” I said looking through my appointments.
“I’ll be free at five today. We can meet then.” I said.
“Looking forward to it Carla. Goodbye.” She said as she hung up on the call.
Most of the time, there are usually no changes in her will but since she found out her life is coming to an end, she has new heirs every week.
Like last week, she called me down to give her old wooden cabinet to a random girl who helped her load her car during grocery shopping. I didn’t know how to react to it. When I asked Nina the name of the girl, she told that she looked around 13-14 and wore a pink t-shirt and blue jeans. I thought I wasn’t clear and repeated the question to her but the reply I got was, I don’t know.
She asked me to find who that girl was. I had to go down to the grocery shop, she went shopping and pull the security tapes. I hired an investigator to look for the girl. I tried convincing Nina out of it but she didn’t budge. After three days, I found out that the girl lives in a small town right out of the city.
When I told Nina, she asked me to drive down there personally and get the girl to her mansion. I tried to deny but the faith she had in me, didn’t let me. So I drove for three hours and brought her to Nina’s mansion, only for the girl to deny the gift. Since her parents didn’t come back, I had to drop her back at her home.
By the end of that day, I was exhausted. But that wasn’t all. Nina lives alone and she called me in the middle of the night to go and get her some fish and chips. I drove around the city searching for a restaurant that sells fish and chips. As it was late, the majority of the restaurants that sell fish and chips were closed.
After an hour of driving, I found a place where fish and chips were available. I took it to her, only to see she was in deep slumber.
Sometimes, I can’t help feel sympathetic towards her. Her children never come to visit her. In fact, I’ve never seen them. The last I saw them was three years ago. I wonder where they were. What could be so important than your mom’s health?
I used to visit her whenever she had a chemotherapy appointment. Not even a single appointment, either one of them showed up. Nina relied upon me since her husband had passed away a long time ago and she had no one.
I met Nina, in my third month of internship. She was looking for a lawyer and the firm I was working for had one of the best. She was looking for my mentor and after he retired, I took his place and Nina was my client now. It’s been almost 3 years since then.
I always wonder if she even spoke to her children. Are they even aware that their mother is suffering from cancer? In the past three years, I’ve been to Nina’s house all most every single month but no one visited her. No one. I wonder if being successful, makes you lonely. She has three maids and a butler. And I’m the only one who visits her often.
After finishing my work at the office, I decided to get a coffee and head to Nina’s place. I stopped by the local café, that was next to my firm and decided to get a strong coffee. I had too much work today. I didn’t find time to have my lunch and now it’s 4:30 PM so, I decided to settle for a large black coffee. I know it isn’t healthy to skip meals but for me, work comes first. It’s not that I’m a workaholic or anything but it’s just that, I need to work to make ends meet. Living in a city like Chicago with a minimum wage is not enough.
After collecting my coffee, I settled in my car to drive to Nina’s place. It was a little bit far from my firm but she is not one of the clients who would yell and scream at you for being late. She is almost like my mother.
I was listening to music while driving. It’s one of my old habits. I was waiting for the traffic light to turn green. And as soon as it did, I was about to take a right turn and another car came, crashing into mine.
All of it just happened too fast for me to process.
My leg pushed the on the breaks, bringing it to a halt. My heart was beating rapidly against my chest. My hands, which rested on the steering wheel were now, trembling. I inhaled deeply a few times trying to control my rapid breathing.
Everything around me seemed extremely quiet and I could only hear my raging heartbeat. With shaky hands, I lifted my hands of the steering wheel. I slowly moved it towards the seatbelt and released it. No matter how much I tried to stop myself from trembling, it wasn’t happening.
With my trembling hands, I opened the door. I got out but instantly fell down on my knees. Placing my palm on my chest, I tried to control the tears that were threatening to spill. I slowly raised my head to see a few cars, that had probably stopped because of the accident.
Placing my other hand on the ground, I rose to my feet. I looked around to see a few people gossiping while others, were just staring.
I blinked a few times to clear my vision. With slow and steady steps, I walked toward the other car. The one that hit mine. I stood in front of the driver’s side and knocked on the black tinted window. I knew the person was still inside, I could see him through the tinted glass.
“Can you please come out?” I requested politely. We had to clear this. Because of us, so many cars were standing on the road.
Unintentionally we had created a traffic jam.
When I didn’t get any reply, I knocked again, “excuse me?” I said raising my voice. This man was arrogant. He not only hit but refuses to come out as well.
I was about to knock again, but his window rolled down. Before I could open my mouth to say something, he threw some money right at my face and drove away before I could contemplate anything.
I was appalled. This man, not only tried to kill me but also insulted me in front of so many people. If I wasn’t fuming then, I sure was now.
I bent down slowly and picked up the hundred-dollar bills he just threw at my face. I didn’t need his fucking money. I looked around and saw a homeless man sitting by. Without batting my eye, I walked towards him and gave him all of the money.
I had enough money and I didn’t need it.
I ran towards my car and started the engine before driving off to Nina’s place.
Carla“So you don’t feel guilty?” The woman in front of me asked. Her hair was neatly tied up in a bun while she sat before me, with a small notebook and a pen in her hand.“Are you sure you are not saying this because you totally deny it?”I shook my head slightly and looked down at my lap.“You really don’t feel guilty about killing someone?” She asked me again and I forced my head up and looked into her eyes.“No.”After killing Cliff, I was little, well, too much in denial and Aeden forced me to take therapy with this lady before me. And also for my not so often nightmares, yet they still could shake me up and I couldn’t get anything done the next day. Honestly, I don’t like her. She is too much of a bitch for my liking. Since the time I have been attending the sessions, which were only two, she didn’t hesitate to show me her displeasure of me
AedenI tried pulling my hands out one last time but sighed in defeat when my attempt was hindered unsuccessful.The light that reached me through the blindfold, indicated that it was morning. My wrists were, well pretty much numb.I had called out for her but, I was just wasting my energy when I realized that the rooms were soundproofed.She got me good. Have to give her credits. I had never expected that she’d do something like this… it's just not her. Or maybe I just don’t know her so well. Actually, she was always afraid around me and was never open.I guess I am the one to be blamed for that. I regret it but right now, I need her to come up here and untie me. Staying in one fucking position the entire night is not a joke.A small sigh leaves my lips and I slump my wrists and shoulders. But the opening of the door has my ears perked up.A strong womanly fragrance hits my nostrils and I instantly
AedenSighing, I picked up my phone and my wallet before heading out the door. It was way past ten and it was highly uncommon for me to stay in my late mother’s office for so long.I didn’t usually visit this place because it ran smoothly unless someone decided to fuck it all up. An employee thought it was cool to randomly blurt out the ideas of the upcoming project to one of the rival company employees and I had to come down to fix his shit.I hadn’t estimated that it was going to be of so much trouble when I left home this morning but turns out, it was big. When it was past ten was beyond me.I wanted to go home and spend some time with Carla, but because of this one person, I had to be in and out of meeting all day long.I rushed out of the building to see my chauffeur by my car. He opens the door as I walked near it and he bowed down to show respect. I nodded, acknowledging his bow. It wasn’t long before
“We need to talk,” Carla burst her way into his study, without bothering about what he was doing.She stooped in her tracks, panting as she noticed two men who sat before him in their business suits, whose eyes were now focused on her. Her chest heaving as she clenched her fists by her sides and narrowed her eyes on Aeden, who was quite as startled as the men before him were.“Excuse me. Can we continue this sometime later?” He asked the two men, drawing their attention back to him from his wife.“Yes.”“Sure.”They replied simultaneously and walked out. Aeden pushed the chair back and stood up as the menexited and walked to the door and closed the door behind him.“What is it?” He asked softly as he made his way toward her and held her cheek from one side.“I-I can’t do this. No.” She
CarlaWas I doing the right thing?Too much thinking will make me regret my decisions.I take the pill bring it closer to my lips and hold the glass of water with my shaking hands. I didn’t want my child to have to grow when it can never be safe.I don’t think Aeden knows about this so it's better if he never finds out. It will be for the best. I don’t even know how he will react if he finds out. I just don’t want to hear the negative ones, if he didn’t like the idea of having children.Gulping, I place the pill at the seam of my lips. My heart was thudding rapidly against my chest. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath in.No. Don’t you will become a murderer!My consciousness mocked me and that itself was enough to push the chair back and spring up and throw the pill away.“Carla! What the hell!” I heard Aeden from behind and I turned to him he pulled th
“Why?”She fell backward, and let her eyes droop. Before she could land a harsh hit to the ground, strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to a strong chest.She was hoisted up and carried out in bridal style. But as soon as the blood from her thigh dripped oh his arm he paused to look. When he noticed the dripping red liquid, anger burned through.With a low growl, he pressed her tightly and protectively against his body and marched out to his car, not caring about the way men moved in and out of the building.He carefully placed her on the passenger seat and moved to the other side. He noticed, Pearl, standing by the paramedics. She passed him a small smile and he returned it with a nod, pursing his lips.He sat in and stole one last glance at the woman resting on the passenger seat before driving off.The constant and loud tapping of foot was heard through the quiet hallway. Occasional huffing
“It wasn’t his mistake,” Carla breathed out.“Really?” Cliff scoffed.“Yes. Nobody has to pay for someone else’s deeds,” She said trying to inhale but the copper taste in her mouth and the pungent smell of blood didn’t allow her to.“You remember the time, you crashed into another car?” He quirked his brow up looking at her.“That was me. That was when it all began. That was my signal to being.”“It started with me finding my then long-lost and now dead brother, Steve. I didn’t have to do much. He was already a fool. A fool who was madly in love with you after one night. Wonder what magic you possess that, this idiot fell for you after one night in bed with you.”“I got what I needed from him. He told me all after I faked that I missed him all my life. I did miss my sibling, but not as much as I exaggerated. Then he told me everything I need
Caught up in work, she hadn’t realized when hours had passed and it now was seven in the evening.Her phone pinged up with a new notification but she ignored it like she had been doing for hours now. But when the constant sound of several notifications kept annoying her, she decide to put her phone on silent mode.As she took ahold of her phone, she noticed several messages from an unknown number. Unlocking the phone she read the messages, which were images, and a sudden dread kept in, looking at all the images that had been sent to her.They were several images of her. Taken the same way, in the starting she received a few stalking images of herself. Like the one in the hospital and Aeden’s penthouse. She had not given it much thought as she didn’t get any more pics after that and brushed it off thinking it was Aeden. Gulping, she swiped across her phone, looking at all the images of her.As she was scrolling through her the photos, her
Approximately one and a half months later.CarlaSinking down in my comfortable chair, I looked up from my laptop screen and focused my gaze outside the window admiring the beautiful view of the skyscrapers.But the moment was short-lived and I shrugged my shoulders and looked down on the keys of my computer.I was still mad at Aeden for abandoning me with some random strangers. I hadn’t heard or seen from either of the siblings or anyone them as a matter of fact since that day.Stupid stupid move!Who does that?He could have fucking spoken to me but he didn’t. I didn’t like it one bit. He didn’t even ask me if I wanted to go or stay. If he’d just asked me, I would have probably stayed back.I glanced at my wristwatch and packed up my stuff, shutting my computer off and putting it in my bag. I had resumed my work shortly after I found myself lying in the bed, alone and ab
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