Wendy sat in her little seat and wondered how her plain old simple life had become unrecognisable. She wasn't just Miss Sebastian, the bookkeeper. She had been named a whore and a schemer.She was married. Suddenly married. To a man she barely knew. She only saw on billboards and glossy magazines. She didn't even have a ring. Now there was this talk of a honeymoon.'Apparently, he has seen some of the pictures and he-' Barbara started to explain.'Wants more?' Louis cut in.'I was going to say something else. But yeah, he wants more pictures as well.''So he's using me? He intends to use my marriage to get people's votes?''Fake marriage' Barbara corrected. 'You wouldn't blame him. People are going crazy over the pictures already released. It's good publicity. You ruined his chance of getting elected six years ago and so-''And so I'll never hear the end of it for the rest of my life? I was set up for fuck sake. Because of six years ago, he believes he can decide what I'll do in my ma
'You live here?' Barbara asked. Her nose was turned up in disgust. Wendy nodded. She looked at her house from the window of the limo and wondered what was wrong with it. She had never felt embarrassed about how her house looked. At least not from the outside.If there was anything would embarass her, it was the thought of her visitor stumbling into empty liquor bottles that were usually scattered everywhere or bumping into her parents sniffing some drugs. That was why she had no friends. She never let herself get so close to any one. That way, no one had an excuse to come to her house.'But prostitutes are paid fairly well for the obvious little job they do. Why do you still-' Barbara continued.'Bee, just let the girl go see her parents. There's no need for these questions.'Barbara quickly switched to puppy dog eyes mode. 'Louis, I'm just looking out for you. She is just a gold digger.''Barbara, I know. But we don't have all day. Let her go see her parents. I'm already stressed fr
Louis was on his phone throughout the flight. He was back to being Mr. Grumpy immediately his personal assistant had stepped out of the limo to sort out stuff. She never came back. And Wendy could not be any happier. She was tired of the lady's constant trolling. She spent the entire flight stealing glances at her hunk of a husband. She stared at his long neat fingers that wrapped around his phone, gently and yet firmly. The way his fingers moved when he pulled them through his hair unconsciously. The crease between his eyebrows each time he concentrated a little harder. She stared at his muscled thighs crossed delicately, one on another.Her husband was hot.She tasted the word, husband, in her mouth over and over again. Louis was her husband. But he hated her. She did not expect that the man would love her or even like her. His taste in women was obviously very different from her plain face and body. Even if he kept his relationships from public eyes, he looked like a man wh
His hands on her arm hurt like hell but for the little pride she had left, she didn't cry out. She just followed him quietly as he dragged her roughly to a private spot. Then he left her.'What kind of game are you playing now, huh? What game, you l-little wench?' He spat through his teeth.She did not even look him in the face for fear of what he could do to her in his anger. She just looked down at her bare toes while rubbing the sore spot on her arm. 'When I talk to you, you look at me.' He growled.She lifted up her head slowly and squared her shoulders. 'You saw that I fell asleep and you could not even wake me. You left me in that chopper and carried on with your life. I was tired and hungry. Why did you bring me out here if you are going to treat me like trash? I felt abandoned.''Wait a minute, young lady' Louis threw his head backwards and laughed. 'Do you think you are here for a vacation or something?''I know I am not-' Wendy started to say 'Oh, you know. Are you sure yo
It was when Clarrisa had left Wendy in her room that she realised that she had made a mistake. Telling Wendy who was obviously very hungry to take her bath first before making her order with the chef was not ideal. Clarrisa headed back to Wendy's room. It was better Wendy said what she would like to eat, so by the time she was done having her bath, the table would be set.When she opened Wendy's door, she could hear the consistent dripping of water from the bathroom.'Miss' Clarrisa called. 'I didn't get to ask you. What would you like to eat?'Clarrisa called again and again when there was no response from inside the bathroom. She turned to leave but out of curiosity, she stepped in further into room. 'Miss, are okay in there?.' She walked into the bathroom.Clarrisa took a deep breath and opened the blind that covered the bath. She screamed, moved back quickly, tripped and fell on her buttocks.'Miss, I was just gone for two minutes.' She whispered and then screamed again. She f
Matteo was a nice guy. Wendy was tense and she had all those emotions tumbling around in her chest. All she needed was someone who was genuinely interested in her plight. So when Matteo offered a listening ear, she he burst into tears and would not be comforted. 'It is going to be okay. I am here for you.' Was all he continued to say why rubbing her back.Why was he there for her? They barely knew each other. But it did not matter to Wendy. She broke down the way she had before three year old Mo. She had no one. Matteo could stand in that hole in her heart temporarily.When she eventually stopped sobbing, she insisted she could not tell Matteo the full story of how she entered into a contract marriage with Louis. It took a little convincing from Matteo to spill the tea.When she was done with the story, he went quiet. And it scared her.'You don't believe me?' She asked. Would nobody ever believe her?'Well, I think I do.''You think?''You look like you're pretty decent. I don't se
Wendy almost felt bad for slapping Louis Schelling. No matter how insulting his accusations were, he really had his reasons for thinking the worst of her, for hating her. However, when she told Matteo about the incident, the next morning, when he came around, his reaction melted whatever guilt she had started to feel.He was excited. No. More of proud of her. He said that he was happy she wasn't one of his other women that swallowed everything he threw at them because of their desperation for his attention.'He deserves it. Let him have the taste of his own medicine.' Matteo gloated.That empowered her. She definitely hadn't done anything wrong by trying to defend her self respect. Nothing wrong.However, Louis seemed to have fallen off the face the earth after the incident. Three days after the slap, she didn't even get a whiff of his musky woody cologne or hear the purposeful click of his shoes against the floor. She couldn't help but wonder if his sudden disappearance was because
'This is far too revealing. I can't wear this.' For the passed four day, Wendy had been dressed in clothes that she never would have dreamt of wearing in her life. But this was too much. It was a thigh high white gown that had a neckline subtly and teasingly showed her cleavage. That was not the problem. The armholes were pretty large that a good portion of her untanned breasts were visible. The back of the dress plunged so low that it almost showed her ass crack.'This is what you would wear. I spent a fortune off Louis card ordering your two outfits.' Barbara answered.'I should have a say here. These pictures would be everywhere. I don't want everyone seeing me almost naked.''Darling, this has nothing to do with you. Louis has never dated an unsophisticated woman. His image matters here. He would not dragged online because a drabby dressed low life forced him into a stupid marriage agreement. It would be better he is tagged an abuser instead.''Can you not get something more, you
Entering the dinning area, it was obvious to Wendy that the Mayor meant business. Everything was exquisite. The decor, the ambience, the food. It was a feast. Everyone was had a tinge of emerald green in their outfits. It was not an ordinary dinner. The cameras were enough proof. Wendy held on to her husband. He had told her that was all she had to do. And she really hoped so. She could see she wasn't the preferred wife and neither was she the wife of the preferred son. Mark was. And he had a lawyer fiancée, Vanessa, who everyone loved. She knew she couldn't compete with that but she hoped she wouldn't be embarrassed either. The lady of the house, Tiana, was as usual ignored by her step son. She didn't flinch. Instead, she wrapped Wendy in a warm hug. "I saw the videos, darling. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. " Tiana whispered. "Thanks." Wendy muttered stiffly. While she was comforted by the fact that the woman sympathised with her, she knew Louis did not app
'You are lying. you are lying, aren't you?' She stared at him, her eyes begging him to say he was being serious. Her hands were shaking. Her heart, racing. It was too good to be true and it scared her that she wanted it to be true so bad.'Why would I lie?' He stared back, his eyes shinning with deep conviction.Don't just believe him, Wendy warned herself. 'I don't know. There are many reasons. You don't want me to leave?'Louis scoot closer to her. 'Come on. You know I don't have to lie to keep you with me. You signed a contract that I can always refer to.''I don't know. You could have said that because you want me as docile as possible. Not making a fuss. Completely submissive because I have started to think there's something between us.' She answered.Louis nodded his head. 'There is. There's something here. And I'm not lying. I have no reason to. I really like you, Wendy and I'll be a liar to say that I haven't found having you around and in my bed, fascinating. I want you, W
Louis shook his head. 'Listen babe, I understand you are anxious and you don't want to be seen outside but doing drinks will not-'The deadly look Wendy gave him, shut him up. The last thing he wanted to do was further offend the lady. She had to go with him to his father's fucking dinner thing.'Just get me a fucking drink, Louis.' She whispered. 'Fine. Wine. Just a little though. We said we were going to talk.' 'Wow. How patronising.' Wendy snorted mockingly. 'I'm not a baby. I can handle my alcohol.''Wendy, I am not calling you a baby. I am just saying we both need to be clearheaded to figure out all of this.''Louis, there's nothing to figure out. It's simple. Let me go. Nobody would even notice, I swear. I just don't want to be in this situation. This position anymore.''Leaving does not save you from anything. If the media discovers you quit after that nonsense Rhoda did, do you think they would let you be?''Staying here does not make any difference. I'm still the lowlife wh
When Wendy received the package from Louis, she didn't know how to react. She was still stinging from his distasteful announcement that she was nothing to him but an arsenal in the nasty battle between two parents.It was not like she wasn't aware her entire situation was temporary, but hearing it from Louis stung as hell.He probably didn't know what effect that statement had on her. He was out there about his normal business, casually sending in huge gift packages to serenade her. Or maybe he knew. That was why he was sending in the gifts. To make up for everything. The public damage on her image. The fact that he had basically incarcerated her in his house and had in clear terms referred to her as a fucking piece on their chessboard.She sat on the across the room and stared at the large gift packages that sat on the classic antique table in the room. She stared at the package with mixed feelings of curiosity and distaste.She wanted to know what he got for her and at the same ti
The mayor called.Louis was already getting pissed with the entire thing. The man would not take Louis calls but he had the luxury of calling Louis whenever he pleased and getting an answer. The mayor seemed to be enjoying the entire drama as Louis had never been so dependent on his father since he had moved out of his father's house after refusing to practice law. Now, it seemed Louis was back under his control. The old man was now involved with his relationship and Louis wasn't even allowed to do anything about the issue on ground.It was annoying. And Louis felt like he was trapped there all over again - a place where he had to do everything a man he didn't like very much said because he had no choice.'Father.' Louis breathed into the phone. 'I have been calling.''I have been having numerous meetings with my campaign team. It's a tough job trying to win and election.' Mayor said flippantly.'Yeah.' Louis murmured. Of course the man had gone about his normal business while he ha
Wendy had, as usual, carried on with her life like nothing has happened. At first, Louis was disturbed. How did she switch easily from having a full blown mental breakdown to talking about how the cream in your coffee tasted like some chocolate you used to have when you were six.She had done the same thing after he had found her shivering under the hot shower. And it threw Louis off, completely. And they had ended up never talking about the incident again. How would they? The woman treated him like he had been overacting. If he had not held her shaking body in his arms through the night, he would have started to doubt of the incident really happened.But today, Louis decided to play her game. While she sat in bed, chattering about some childhood chocolate, while emptying the jar of cream into her little coffee cup, he sat across the room, with his head buried in some old news paper that had been lying around carelessly.While he sat there, he wondered what her plans were. Make him t
Louis had called his father over and over again but the man had probably thrown his phone into the lagoon because he wasn't even picking his phone.Louis could not just watch, wait around and do nothing. He was used to taking care of his own shit and he would have defied his father if not for the fact that his drama with Rhoda had previously stopped the man's chances of winning.He wanted to do some fighting. Teach her he could go lower. Yes, Rhoda had really gone low and unfortunately Wendy had taken the fall for that. Louis had expected anything from Rhoda. If it was the same Rhoda that held press conferences six years ago, lying through her teeth against him, shedding many tears as theatrics, there was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do to bring him down.He had obviously underestimated her again. He did not think she would involve Wendy. It was a fight between both of them. But trust Rhoda to take it over the top.Wendy had cried. Tried packing her bags but he had finally gotten
Louis was already in his office, sipping on his coffee when his phone started to buzz. It was his father.'Louis, I know you are upset right now. I don't want you doing anything. I have this under control. You may be livid right now but you would not act impulsively and ruin my chances of being mayor this time?''You've totally lost me, father. I'm actually trying to figure out what you're chattering on about.''You have not seen the news? Your little wife is being eaten up everywhere. News is everywhere that-' Louis ended the call and hurriedly checked for trending news online. Pictures of his wife were everywhere with demeaning captions. He saw article that compared her past and present. She was in old pictures of her massive cheap clothes that hid her appealing curves so well and recent pictures that she had taken with him. And it was clear from the comments that everyone branded her a gold digger.They had somehow found out about her job as a bookkeeper had somehow gotten pict
She opened her mouth to speak but her teeth kept clattering against each other.'This is nonsense. I'm fucking calling my doctor.' He went for his phone. 'Nooo' She whooshed. He ignored her and dialed the number. By the time doctor arrived, she had been tucked under a heated blanket and her shivering had stopped a great deal. The doctor checked her up and concluded that nothing serious had happened to her. 'Nothing serious? Her eyes were white. See the way she's shivering under a blanket. This is a frigging heated blanket. Do you see how hot this place is?' Louis questioned the man. The doctor scratched his head quickly, thinking of the right words to say to get Louis off his neck. 'Mr. Louis Schelling, your wife is fine. She's only experiencing an imbalance that might be due to stress or psychological issues going on with her at the moment. She will be fine. She just needs rest.''Stress? What the hell is stressing you, Wen?''Her job?' The doctor offered.'That does not even m