Emma Thompson, a woman I've found and come to tolerate in his life. She's the daughter of father in laws bestfriend. Having grown up together and constantly been eachothers dates to countless events, everyone expected her to marry him. I'm pretty sure she herself expected to marry him. But I came along.
We all know the Thompsons are a very cruel and cunning family. I sometimes wonder if Alex is really that oblivious or he just turns a blind eye to them. I stare at my phone wondering how I came to this, a life of constantly begging and hoping for a man to love and acknowledge me. It pains me but I love him too much to leave or be angry. Just being around him, having his last name is enough for me. I put my phone on my bedside table and turn off the lights to sleep. ~♡~ I open my eyes to sun beams that almost blind me and I realise I forgot to close the blinds the previous night. I hear a knock and realise that that's what woke me. "Come in!" I exclaim as I sit up in my bed. A maid walks in with a tray of my usual breakfast. She informs of all the necessary duties I need to perform for the day. I bath and dress up. My days are usually quiet and boring but today I need to acquire a dress for a benefit dinner being held by the Howard family for charity. I have the driver take me to the Golden Star Mall, a mall under the Black enterprise. It happens to be the city's biggest mall with all the best shops. Both international and local brands can be found there and on the top floors is the restaurant. This restaurant needs you to book it in advance but there is a private room that belongs and is only available to family members. I go into the hermes shop as it is the day when the new line is being sold. "Well of course I need the perfect dress, I am going to be his date for the charity benefit and not that bitch." I hear familiar voice say and another voice laughs and praises how she is a better fit him than the other woman. I turn the corner and i find Emma with her friend Wendy, Wendy stops talking when she sees me. "Well talk of the devil and she appears." She states and this grabs Emma's attention from the clothes you look at me. She smirks and walks towards me with Wendy on her heels. "Selene, what are you doing here? You can't possibly be buying a dress for the dinner as if you'll be going for the party." Wendy says mockingly. I just breathe out a sigh and continue looking at the dresses. "Hey! I was talking to you. Don't ignore me!" Wendy yells at me, it's funny the amount of gall people acquire the moment they think you are down. I turn and look her in the eyes and say, "Hello Wendy, I didn't know it was your busy where I go and what I do." I look to one of the sales clerk and ask her if they have the dress I was holding in my size. She responded in the affirmative and I asked her to bring it in black whilst I continue browsing for shoes to match the dress. Obviously these two hyenas wouldn't let me shop in peace and the fact that I'm happily ignoring Emma seems to piss her off that she decides to threaten the clerk with her job if she brought the. "Well I never knew this shop catered to just anyone, didn't I tell you to bring me a dress why are you ignoring my task and doing what this nobody who just walked in told you to do, is it that this shop no longer puts the Thompson family in its eyes. I'm going to call Alex, we'll see what he has to say about this." She yells whilst grabbing her phone to call my Husband. The clerks try to reason with her as she is mistaken, the person she sent for a dress was a different lady and she had already brought it and it was currently in her hands, Emma was hearing none of it. The store manager was called and he too tried to plead and reason with her but she wouldn't listen. Everyone in the shop, even just the other bystanders and shoppers, stood still in anticipation as the phone rang. Alex answered on the 4th ring, "Emma." he said in his hot baritone voice. She started whining and complaining about how she was mistreated and added lies with spice. She exaggerated so badly or rather greatly that we could all tell he was getting irritated that he just responded with the statement that he'll be sending his assistant over and cut the call. She looked at me all smug as if to show and brag that he cares about her and not me. I just turn away and leave the shop. Honestly, there are too many shops in the mall to deal with such drama, yes it hurts that even after all this time, he would never give me the time of day but to that annoying mosquito. "ugh." I manage to find a beautiful pale pink backless dress with a split behind my legs starting mid thigh. I get peach colored heels and a matching hair piece. ~♡~ I walk into the house and find Alexander talking to the main housekeeper, Mrs. Winston. "You're here!" I exclaim in excitement. He looks at me in disinterest. "That will be all Mrs. Winston." He says to the housekeeper. "Why can't you just leave Emma alone? Why do you always have to cause trouble everytime you see her?" he asks in frustration. I look up at him and it breaks my heart that he's not here for me but to advocate for her, honestly I love him but am I strong enough for this pain. "It wasn't like that, I went shopping for a dress for tonight and she was the one to disturb my peace. She even said that you'll be taking her, not me. Is that true?" I look at him hopefully. He rubs his chin and looks away from me before looking back at me. I'm scared, what she said might be true. I look down and a few tears drop. "Do you know what? it's okay. I'm going to rest," I said and walked away. He looked like he wanted to stop me before just letting me go. "Ugh! What's so special about Emma? Why can't he just look at me once? just once." I cry into my teddy bear.I follow her up the stairs and stop outside her door which is slightly ajar. I can see her cry and hear complain about why I seem to care more about Emma. I turn away and just leave the house. I try to avoid this house as much as I can. Honestly it's not that I choose Emma over her or prefer her over Selene but she's more familiar and not suspicious. Selene just appeared out of nowhere when grandma brought her to the family house sometime after Grandpa died. I trust Grandma explicitly on everything but when it comes to this girl that came out of nowhere, from this small village in the outskirts and comes to this city to marry as a way for me to inherit the company completely. ~♡~ "I welcome all of you to the reading of Jack Black will," the family lawyer Mr. Dominic O'Connor said. During the meeting Grandma walked in with Selene a girl grandma and grandpa had taken in as she was the grandchild of a friend of hers a few years back when she was just 16. Everyone is wondering
I wake up from my crying induced sleep. I check my bedside clock and it shows 6pm. I grab my phone and find mised calls from Grandma and Carlos. I grab it and first call grandma. She answers on the 3rd ring. "Hi, grammy." I weakly say. "Selene, are you ready for the Howard benefit?" She asks. I look up to the ceiling and rub my face as I sigh. "I'm not," "Why not?" She asks seeming quite shocked. "You have to, this will be your first function as a couple. You need to show the world a strong unity. You are his wife, not Emma. You need to act like it and show her you are not one to trifle or walk all over." I listen to her talk and as much as I'm avoiding conflict, I need to get my husband back. Take my place as Mrs. Black and show that mosquito that I'm not a person she can bite but hope to still stay alive. ~♡~ I look at myself in the mirror as my maid had just finished helping me with my make up. My phone rings and I pick it up. "Are you ready?" Carlos asks me. "
I wake up to an empty room and bed. It seems he has already left, not surprised there but it still felt amazing sleeping his arms, breahing in his scent. Honestly, he's one fine. I woke up in the middle of thebnight and couldn't help but feel his and abs. 'Squeel' I finally get out of bed and walk into the shower. Hopefully tonight I'll get to have a proper bath but now I need to get busy, operation get my husband back is a go. ~♡~ After dressing up, I went to the dining room to have my breakfast but instead I find my husband in a suit having breakfast whilst reading a newspaper. I look to the clock and it says 8 :30 am, he's usually already in the office by now. "Ah, you are finally up." he states and smiles at me. I know I made plans to spend more time with him but seeing him here just feels weird. "Yes." I respond before walking up to the table and sitting down at the end of it, the maids set it up and food is then brought. We then eat in silence. ~♡~ From that
I walk out of the shower that I really needed. When I had looked behind me and found an angry Alex, it came as both shock and a relief. I have never seen him so mad. He took Emma into his office and called her father, usually he treats her with care but in that moment it seemed he would have killed her no questions asked. That frightened me because not that I'm ever planning to do something to make him that angry but i still ask myself what would he do to me. Her father came with father in law and he tried to play the I'm your father card just let her go and forgive her but that man seems to be forgetting his son is a cruel and crazy man whose silence should not be mistaken for weakness. I heard through the vines that Alex lived and made a name for himself as mercenary when he was away. He also seemed to participate in war in the middle east. He does look scary and dangerous with his imposing height at 6'5 and the grizzly beard on his face looking more like a cave man or even
I wake up to an empty room, something I'm used to but as I look next to me, I realize Alex never came back last night and it pains me. Eventhough I'm used to it, I thought we were past it. I get ready for the day, just as I was going down the stairs my phone rings. I see it's Carlos, It has been a while since we last spoke. "Hey, how are you?" I answer the call. "Selene, I've got news." he states. I pause at the landing as he continues to tell me of news he over heard his dad discuss with his Grandpa, it both came as a shock and a predictable event. I had my breakfast whilst checking the latest news, I see the headline that stated father in law had given up his shares and rights to Alex, a small win. I decided to spend my day with Grandma, so I had my driver take me there. On the way there, our car was stopped by a black van. Armored men came out and towards my car. I found this suspicious and tried calling Alex whilst the driver reached out to the police too. He left his
We finally reached the warehouse, unfortunately it was out of the city so I had Emmet arrange a helicopter to take us there. He also got in contact with the police. I had all the information on the Emma and her family submitted to them. They are beginning to be a pain I want to get rid of immediately. The warehouse had a few guards here and there but my men had them subdued as quietly and swiftly as possible. I disembarked the helicopter and walked towards the door but then the police came and tried to take over the situation, saying it might not be safe to enter yet. But I can't just wait for them to assess the situation, my wife is in there and I don't know what condition she might be in. I ignore their words and walk in to find Selene being dragged towards Emma who is about to stab her. The police say freeze but one of my men who is a sniper had already shot Emma's hand making her drop the knife. I would have preferred a shot to the head but with the presence of the police
"Well it seems because this is their first misdemeanor and because as much as the police fear the Black family they can't afford to offend the Thompson family too, so they've been released but still have to do community service for 2 months." He said without looking at Mr. I was pissed, I slapped the table in anger. I both couldn't and could believe what was happening but it is understandable, the only way to truly hurt the Thompsons is through their business but nor yet. I'll wait for the right moment to make them all pay. ~♤~ It has been 3 days since the incident happened. The Thompson siblings were released but to prevent further implication Elder Thompson had them shipped off to America. it's a good thing they are out and away from our lives. I've been spending my nights at the hospital and only leaving to shower and for a few unavoidable meetings. Her colour is coming in, she no longer looks ghostly white. Her bruises are slowly fading though still look a deep purpl
After the doctors had done a few more tests on Selene, she was later on discharged. I decided to stop going for work during this period but instead work at home so that I can properly monitor. Mrs. Smith decided to move in with us during this period as I thought it would be good for her to have a familiar face like her to overcome this equally traumatic experience. Lots of people have been speculating on what happened with the Thompson siblings as news of the incarceration spread. As well as the news of them moving to America to live with relatives there. Things between Selene and i got really quiet, we came to a semblance of a routine to spend time together and for me to get to know her. I smile as I watch her mess with the little kitten we adopted or rather the cat adopted us. We had found her under the car on our way out of the hospital and since the two have been inseparable. ~♤~ Things have been really quiet. I love the peace we have been experiencing since the incide
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Just as I walked into the living room, I found grandma having tea. "Oh, Alex. What do I owe to the visit?" She asked. I've sat down opposite her and just stare at her as I try to calm my beating heart. Now that I think about it, it was strange how close the two seemed but as I look at her she doesn't seem like she's lost any sleep with Selenes disappearance. "Where is she?" I ask. "Who? " She asks disinterestedly. "Selene." I say and watch as she pauses before going on like nothings wrong. She thought I wouldn't notice but I can tell her hands tremble a bit as she lifts her cup and the little breaths she makes as she tries to avoid my eyes. "How's the investigation going?" She asks me as a way to derail my questioning like such would work on me. "Grandma, where is she?" I insist. She finally gives up on pretending and lowers her cup to the table. She presses a botton on the table and women walk in. Unexpectedly one of them rushes towards me and next thing I know some substanc
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So far the party has gone on with no major problems. Everyone seems to be having fun and respecting themselves. Alex looks amazing, it seems he got a haircut and had his beard trimmed. I can't help but look at him. As much as this day is about Alex and I, I can't help but notice his family is making it seem like that girl from Thompson party is the wife. i can tell it confusing the guests and honestly, I'm not going to do anything about it. Moreover, it seems I won't have to do anything because the look on both Grandma and Alex's face is enough to know things are about to go down. I don't like confrontations or fights so I separated myself from all of it and went to join Carlos outside. He was having a smoke. We talked about everything concerning what's happening inside, before we could continue, we heard someone clear their throat. It's the same girl from inside. "Hey. My name is Kimberly, could I have a word with you." She stated as she looked me up and down. The fact