I walked into Sapphire Lounge, a famous and expensive bar in New York. The colorful flickering lights and the girls in skimpy clothes dancing seductively, when was the last time I came to a bar? “ Hey! When you said we’re going clubbing, I thought you meant a regular club,” my best friend, Cario tugged on my gown. “ I thought you said we were going to have fun tonight?. Are you having second thoughts now?” I frowned, slightly disappointed. “ I might even snag myself a man for the night,” I laughed eccentrically. “ That’s obviously not it and you want to have a fling? Anyway, my problem here is how are we supposed to afford anything here?” She pointed at the expensive lounge we had entered. “ We’re college students,” she reminded me. “ Have you forgotten that I’m from a wealthy family?” I turned around to look at her. “ How can I not remember? That’s even how we were able to get in to begin with,” she folded her arms. “ I plan on using my allowanc
“ Damn it!” I cussed through grit teeth. I hated how I was feeling. I wish everything that had happened was a lie or at least that it didn’t affect me. “ I always knew something was odd about him. I never liked how he acted,” Cario said. “ I don’t want to talk to him,” I said in a low voice. “ I came here to drink till I forget everything that happened or at least till everything feels numb,” tears slipped out of my eyes as I hiccupped. “ Are you stupid or just naive? Do you really think drinking is going to numb your pains?” A masculine voice beside me came. “ Who the hell are…” my anger quickly faded away once my eyes met the older man beside me. His shiny black hair styled in a pompadour with intense grey eyes were all too captivating. “ Who the hell are you to butt into our conversation?” Cario raised her voice on him. “ Your conversation wasn’t exactly private to say the least,” he sipped from his glass. “ That doesn’t mean you can just
“ This is my room so well,” he shrugged, not budging. “ You said you dated your boyfriend for five years so why didn’t he touch you?” He kept pushing this question. “ Maybe because he was busy knocking up my younger sister,” I said nonchalantly with a shrug. “ Ahem, take a shower, get changed and come downstairs,” he said before leaving. “ What was that all about?” I groaned.>>>>>>>>>>A few minutes later I wore the new clothes he had brought me. I guess even jerks can be thoughtful once in a while. “ Have a seat,” he said as I walked in. “ What’s this about?” I mumbled as I obediently sat down. My eyes met that of a man in a suit with glasses. I had seen him at the bar last night as well. “ Why the hurry?” Grey-eyes teased. “ I have classes to attend, genius,” I snapped. “ You didn’t seem as bothered when you drank to stupor and threw yourself at me,” he teased. “ But I do agree about getting over this because I’m a busy p
His words ignited a spark of anger within me. “ She’s not my mom,” I spat, my voice turned venomous. “ To think you have the audacity to say that when we both know you cheated on my mom.” My Dad’s eyes blazed with fury. “ Isabella, that’s enough. You’ll respect your stepmother regardless of her being your biological mother or not!” I remained resolute, my heart began pounding in a steady rhythm. “ I’m moving out for good. Not for school, neither for some temporary thing. I’m getting married.” I deadpanned, with my arms folded across my chest. The room fell silent, and they both exchanged shocked and confused glances. My Dad’s face turned red, and he spluttered, “ What kind of silly tantrum is this? What do you mean you’re getting married out of the blue?” I kept my voice calm, trying to convey a sense of certainty. “ It’s not a tantrum. I’ve made up my mind.” My Dad slammed his fist on the table. “ You will return to your room right this minute and forget abou
I stared at my Stepmom in disgust, my mind raced with the thought that even after her daughter snatched my boyfriend from me, she still wanted her to get married to Ryan. Ryan turned to my mom, his eyes glinting with amusement. “ Aren’t you tired of being a homewrecker, Mrs Genovese? Well, I guess it runs in the family, your family.” My Stepmom’s face turned red with rage, but she couldn’t say anything, not wanting to anger Ryan any further. Ryan then turned back to my parents, his expression turned stern. “ From now henceforth, Isabella’s no longer a member of this family. You have no right whatsoever to talk to her or to see her either. Unless she wants to see you, of course. And she no longer bears this family name. From now onwards, she’s Mrs. West. So I suggest you all give her the due respect she deserves.” My Dad let out a nervous laugh, his eyes darted to me before he said. “ It’s not like I’m against it, Mr. West. But don’t you think she’s a bit young? She’s just twen
I nodded, wondering where this was going. “ Yes.” “ I’ll advise that after this call, you check it, before leaving for classes. Because you need to be mentally prepared for whatever attention and questions that’s gonna come your way.” I frowned, feeling a little confused. “ I don’t know what you’re talking about, but anyway...” I opened my phone, and my eyes widened as I saw the news headlines. “ Ryan West Officially Engaged to First Daughter of Genovese’s...” I stared at my phone in shock, my eyes fixed on the news headline. “ Ryan West Officially Engaged to First Daughter of Genovese’s...” I felt a surge of anger and frustration. Why did he have to announce it? Didn’t he know how much attention it would bring? I quickly dialed Ryan’s number, my heart raced with anticipation. But to my surprise, he didn’t pick up. I knew he was seeing my calls, but he was deliberately ignoring me. I gritted my teeth in frustration and dialed the secretary’s number instead. “ H
As we arrived at college, I could feel the eyes of my classmates on me. They whispered and pointed, no doubt speculating about my engagement to Ryan. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, my head held high. I was determined to navigate this new world with confidence and poise. The bodyguards fell into step beside me, their eyes scanning the crowds as we made our way to my first class. I felt a little like a celebrity, but I knew it was all just part of the show. As soon as I stepped into college, my best friend and roommate, Cario, walked up to me with a huge grin on her face. “ Oh my God, are you really the one I saw on the news? Like, you’re all over the news, girl!” she exclaimed. I sighed tiredly and shook my head. “ Cario, I’m too stressed for any of this right now.” But Cario was undeterred. “ Have you checked the group chat?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “ No, I haven’t.” Cario let out a
I nodded, wondering where this was going. “ Yes.” “ I’ll advise that after this call, you check it, before leaving for classes. Because you need to be mentally prepared for whatever attention and questions that’s gonna come your way.” I frowned, feeling a little confused. “ I don’t know what you’re talking about, but anyway...” I opened my phone, and my eyes widened as I saw the news headlines. “ Ryan West Officially Engaged to First Daughter of Genovese’s...” I stared at my phone in shock, my eyes fixed on the news headline. “ Ryan West Officially Engaged to First Daughter of Genovese’s...” I felt a surge of anger and frustration. Why did he have to announce it? Didn’t he know how much attention it would bring? I quickly dialed Ryan’s number, my heart raced with anticipation. But to my surprise, he didn’t pick up. I knew he was seeing my calls, but he was deliberately ignoring me. I gritted my teeth in frustration and dialed the secretary’s number instead. “ H
I stared at my Stepmom in disgust, my mind raced with the thought that even after her daughter snatched my boyfriend from me, she still wanted her to get married to Ryan. Ryan turned to my mom, his eyes glinting with amusement. “ Aren’t you tired of being a homewrecker, Mrs Genovese? Well, I guess it runs in the family, your family.” My Stepmom’s face turned red with rage, but she couldn’t say anything, not wanting to anger Ryan any further. Ryan then turned back to my parents, his expression turned stern. “ From now henceforth, Isabella’s no longer a member of this family. You have no right whatsoever to talk to her or to see her either. Unless she wants to see you, of course. And she no longer bears this family name. From now onwards, she’s Mrs. West. So I suggest you all give her the due respect she deserves.” My Dad let out a nervous laugh, his eyes darted to me before he said. “ It’s not like I’m against it, Mr. West. But don’t you think she’s a bit young? She’s just twen
His words ignited a spark of anger within me. “ She’s not my mom,” I spat, my voice turned venomous. “ To think you have the audacity to say that when we both know you cheated on my mom.” My Dad’s eyes blazed with fury. “ Isabella, that’s enough. You’ll respect your stepmother regardless of her being your biological mother or not!” I remained resolute, my heart began pounding in a steady rhythm. “ I’m moving out for good. Not for school, neither for some temporary thing. I’m getting married.” I deadpanned, with my arms folded across my chest. The room fell silent, and they both exchanged shocked and confused glances. My Dad’s face turned red, and he spluttered, “ What kind of silly tantrum is this? What do you mean you’re getting married out of the blue?” I kept my voice calm, trying to convey a sense of certainty. “ It’s not a tantrum. I’ve made up my mind.” My Dad slammed his fist on the table. “ You will return to your room right this minute and forget abou
“ This is my room so well,” he shrugged, not budging. “ You said you dated your boyfriend for five years so why didn’t he touch you?” He kept pushing this question. “ Maybe because he was busy knocking up my younger sister,” I said nonchalantly with a shrug. “ Ahem, take a shower, get changed and come downstairs,” he said before leaving. “ What was that all about?” I groaned.>>>>>>>>>>A few minutes later I wore the new clothes he had brought me. I guess even jerks can be thoughtful once in a while. “ Have a seat,” he said as I walked in. “ What’s this about?” I mumbled as I obediently sat down. My eyes met that of a man in a suit with glasses. I had seen him at the bar last night as well. “ Why the hurry?” Grey-eyes teased. “ I have classes to attend, genius,” I snapped. “ You didn’t seem as bothered when you drank to stupor and threw yourself at me,” he teased. “ But I do agree about getting over this because I’m a busy p
“ Damn it!” I cussed through grit teeth. I hated how I was feeling. I wish everything that had happened was a lie or at least that it didn’t affect me. “ I always knew something was odd about him. I never liked how he acted,” Cario said. “ I don’t want to talk to him,” I said in a low voice. “ I came here to drink till I forget everything that happened or at least till everything feels numb,” tears slipped out of my eyes as I hiccupped. “ Are you stupid or just naive? Do you really think drinking is going to numb your pains?” A masculine voice beside me came. “ Who the hell are…” my anger quickly faded away once my eyes met the older man beside me. His shiny black hair styled in a pompadour with intense grey eyes were all too captivating. “ Who the hell are you to butt into our conversation?” Cario raised her voice on him. “ Your conversation wasn’t exactly private to say the least,” he sipped from his glass. “ That doesn’t mean you can just
I walked into Sapphire Lounge, a famous and expensive bar in New York. The colorful flickering lights and the girls in skimpy clothes dancing seductively, when was the last time I came to a bar? “ Hey! When you said we’re going clubbing, I thought you meant a regular club,” my best friend, Cario tugged on my gown. “ I thought you said we were going to have fun tonight?. Are you having second thoughts now?” I frowned, slightly disappointed. “ I might even snag myself a man for the night,” I laughed eccentrically. “ That’s obviously not it and you want to have a fling? Anyway, my problem here is how are we supposed to afford anything here?” She pointed at the expensive lounge we had entered. “ We’re college students,” she reminded me. “ Have you forgotten that I’m from a wealthy family?” I turned around to look at her. “ How can I not remember? That’s even how we were able to get in to begin with,” she folded her arms. “ I plan on using my allowanc