James:
“Yes Clarice, how are you?” I answered the call. Clarice, my dear mom would religiously call up every single day to check up on me. I was adopted when I was two from Wichita’s children home in Kansas, ever since then she has smothered me with
Bridget:“Hey Bridget, what are you doing here?” he asked smiling, I could see how surprised he was to see me from the look on that handsome face I couldn’t wait to kiss. Soon you will be mine James Holt!
Bridget:The bedroom was a stark contrast from the art gallery themed living room. There was a huge leather headboard surrounded by a four poster bed. Weird! I thought I wouldn’t see one in this century. The globe pendant lights and a stunning Robert Vandal chan
James:Beep beep, the alarm for 6 am went off as I reached out to slam it for a couple more minutes. My head hurts as though someone hit it against a wall. Arghhhh I open my eyes, everything appears to be blurred out, and end up blinking a few times to see thing
Ella:“Hey Jen, how’s it going?” I entered her cabin for probably one of my last meetings.“Hey Ella, I have been good, what about you?” she asked sympathetically knowing it had not been easy ever since she had asked me to drop in my papers.“To be honest, I have been working hard to stay, hoping Alfatel completes the process so that it can reflect on my targets but it will take two more weeks so sigh!” I reply, feeling dejected.“Alright, at least it seems to be progressing, any updates on the Holt account?” she enquired.“Well, they themselves scheduled a follow up meeting with me today at 3 pm so I hope something fruitful comes out of it!” I exclaim optimistically“I hope so too, even if you get me a signed contract, I can negotiate with the board to let you stay. Also wanted to remind you that next week will be your last if this doesn’t work out. I will always wish the very best for you Ella” she replied warmly.As I exited her cabin, I went straight to my desk to prepare for the f
James:“So Mr. Holt did you consume a drink or two more than what you normally would have?” Dr. Gene asked. I had called our in house medic to briefly assess my case as I had been feeling uneasy all morning.“No, I just had a glass of champagne, post which I appeared to be dazed, my head started hurting and everything eventually blurred out. Today when I got up in the morning, it took me a good few minutes to even stand erect. More surprisingly, for someone with the memory of an elephant, I cannot seem to recollect even a single moment from last night” I explained frustrated beating myself over and over again about last night’s events. What if I actually slept with Bridget and she was telling the truth? “What about the rest of the day before that? Have you experienced such situations or symptoms before?” he investigated further.“No Doctor, I’m generally quite a social drinker other than an occasional drink at night perhaps but I do know my limits” I replied earnestly.The doctor chec
Bridget:“Good morning my darling, how come you’re home? I thought you must have directly gone to the office with Mr. Holt.” Mary spoke, surprised to find me in my room early in the morning.
Ella:I need to focus on giving my best shot for the next few days. It was turning out to be incredibly difficult to deal with Mr. Holt. Maybe that’s why Joe and all the others warned me beforehand. I was seething with anger after storming out of the office the other day after he rudely dismissed me “How dare he? What does he think of himself? He can shov
Ella:I just kept staring at Vanessa as she walked away, trying to digest the new information that jolted the hell out of me. Why would Mr. Johnson lie about his business objectives when Mr. Holt was investing in his company’s expansion? Unless……(thinking hard) he was offered this option only if he……(analyzing) withdrew his business alliance with…...Accent!I gasp as I derive the precise conclusion. What else could it be? I couldn’t fathom any other reason. Why does Mr. Holt not want Accent dealing with Alfatel? We are not even based around the construction sector. Is he such a maniac that my refusal to drop Atkinson plc from our client list is taking a toll on his ego? That someone can walk away from the business deal he is offering?He wants Holt Enterprises to be my only option! That’s it! I shake my head disillusioned all these days for a tiny part of me craved to be with him but that’s all his
Ella:(Instantly panicking) Oh my god!! He cannot know at any cost...at least right now! Alright calm down, think of something before the officer becomes suspicious!“Hmm Officer, I think you might not be aware of this but I happen to be Mr. Holt’s fiancee, we’re getting married this weekend” I stated, putting on my best smile.“Oh is it? Brilliant news! We from the New York Police Department wish you a very happy married life in advance! Congratulations!” he replied joyfully, extending his hand for a hand-shake.“Thank you so much Officer, we do not need any negative press and wish to put this incident behind us and hence, I have come here to just put an end to all of this. We simply do not wish to get into any legal hassles and
Ella:I woke up to the feeling of someone planting a warm kiss on each eye and then my forehead. Cooing, I dreamily opened my peepers to find James seated beside my bed, looking at me so adoringly, it made me melt.“Good morning Mr. Holt, you’re up early?” I blushed.“Yeah, have a couple of meetings set across the Asian time zones so gotta rush now. Just remembered, you have your spicy bachelorette today, enjoy one of your few last single nights but be good because I’m the bad one here” he threatened, suggestively untying my night-robe.“Stop it or you’ll be late!!” I protested, shyly clutching onto my modesty. He looked deeply into my eyes, kissed my lips for a good few minutes, and let go chuckling, “ I’
Bridget:I quickly rush out of the building not even waiting for momma. The whole pretense of being a happy sister and family during that conversation grossed me out. I should have been living with Mr. Holt in that luxurious condo, being waited upon by concierges, dressed in Dior and diamonds overlooking the NYC skyline...not that (anger slowly seeping inside my every cell again)“Bridget, where are you going? Will you wait for a second?” Momma huffed and puffed, as she finally caught up with me.“You managed to ruin the day for me, I don’t understand why we came to meet her in the first place?”“Because I wanted to know what she was up to? Back home, I could easily keep an eye on her but now!” Momma replied explaining...
Ella:Watching Mary’s fake ass walk in with her equally fake daughter made my heart drop a couple of tons to the ground. Mary wore a pink halterneck top and tight bootleg jeans looking as though she would pick up a customer outside a cheap NY club while Bridget was dressed in a white strappy mini dress. Pushing her botox lips too far apart, she sported a sham smile cooing, “Ella, my dearest daughter, how are you darling?” she asked, hugging and kissing me with absolutely zero affection from my end.“I am fine Mary, why are you here?” I questioned blatantly. It took every ounce of my strength to walk away from the conversation and them.“Well well, do I need a reason to visit my own child? We received your wedding invitation last weekend and today, it just so happens that I was vis
Ella:“Did she mention a name or something Lisa?” I curiously asked her while walking towards the living room. Is this another one of Mr. Holt’s surprises?“Apologies, she claimed to be a certain Mrs.Jonas” Lisa replied. As I entered the room, I saw a very frail-looking 65 something elderly lady dressed in a floral dress with leggings getting up to meet me as I approached her. “Good evening, I’m Joe’s mother” she introduced herself as I stood still, numb, unable to react.Despite dating Joe for over a year, he never introduced me to his family, always acting suspiciously whenever the topic of a family get-together arose. Now I know, he was never really serious about me which is why I never perhaps met his mother.&ldq
Ella:My phone beeped at 7 am and I unlocked it, snoozing the alarm to sleep for a few more minutes. The date displayed on the phone “9th of April...Holy shit!!” Days seemed to be flying at the speed of light. I couldn’t believe I was marrying James, who I was falling deeply in love with every passing day, who cherished me through my brightest highs and loneliest lows.I finally manage to get out of the bed, have a bath, and put on a fresh set of coordinating sweats.By the time I had come down for breakfast, I noticed that Mr. Holt was already done. He got up, fixed his tie, and walked suavely towards me. How is it possible that any man can look so perfect? The grey two-button suit paired with a Burberry white knit fit him like a glove, contemporary yet oh so sexy!
Bridget:My afternoon slumber on the sofa was broken by the sounds of the loud doorbell. I chose not to move because I was so sloshed from all the late-night partying at Mizzoni’s. Mary opened the door, it was the postman, damn his timing! and continued sleeping
Ella:I had only observed in movies how a woman would entice a man while pretending to eat a banana or a strawberry innocently. As though it was a double entendre, a subtle way of enticing him, letting him know what she would like to do to his member, how she would li
Ella:Shaking my head, I frown at him fretting, “You can be so full of yourself James”