After another sleepless night, the day Alessa had been dreading, for more reason than one was here. She got ready in her dark purple dress that barely covered her chest or her bum and not the beautiful red dress that Kyle had gifted her. Everyone else had left for the venue and Alessa was to come later with Jason, as per Madison’s instructions. Why was Alessa still following that, she didn’t know. The sad part was, she was looking forward to having Madison out of her life after this. “What the hell are you wearing?” James hollered at Alessa from behind her, as she made her way out to get into Jason’s limousine.“Why aren’t you at the gala?” Alessa asked.“I don’t support what Kyle is doing, so I am not going to go. I am team Alessa all the way.” James raises his hands in a cheer. Alessa couldn’t help but smile, then she remembered what she was about to do. “You’ll change your mind soon James.” She softly said. “Very unlikely. Now why are you dressed like this?”“Because Jason like
The first three months at the bar went by quickly. Alessa learned from Martha, the owner, the basics of being a bartender. It didn’t seem like rocket science—at least at this bar where she was mainly pouring cheap beer or cheap whiskey. Then she got busy moving into the apartment. James thankfully used visiting his mother as an excuse and came down to help Alessa move her things in. Alessa's room was slightly bigger than her servant's room at the mansion, but it still felt foreign. It could just be because she hadn’t been able to sleep more than two or three hours a night since she got here. After all, nighttime was the only time she couldn’t keep her mind busy. During the day, she was running and moving. Working from six in the morning to ten at night. Then, taking Madison's advice she enrolled in an online school for hospitality. All of this chewed up her day, but at night, while she lay in bed, she had no choice but to relive the horrible thing she had done. No choice but to wonde
Madison knocked on Kyle’s bedroom door. She knew midnight was no time to talk to someone, but she also knew no one had been sleeping in this house since Alessa left.Madison knocked slowly but loudly until she heard a clunk on the other side. When the door opened an unshaved Kyle with red eyes opened the door, letting the smell of scotch escape the room.“What?” He said, rudely.“I just talked to Alessa,” Madison directly said.“I don’t want to hear that name in my house,” Kyle said through gritted teeth as he began to close the door.“I am pregnant.” She blurted out.Kyle stopped. “Wh—what?”“Now I know you aren’t going to marry Aspen. So what’s your plan of making sure your niece or nephew isn’t born out of wedlock?” Madison asked.“I’ll marry Aspen.”Madison scoffed. “Yeah, right. You are still so clearly in love with Alessa.”“I told you not to mention that name!”Kyle’s voice got a little louder and Madison finally understood why, in the beginning, Alessa couldn’t stand Kyle. He
“Are you refusing?” Kyle asked.Alessa took a deep breath. Her words stuck in her throat due to confusion. She wouldn’t have ever expected Kyle to ever give in to Jason. “Why, that’s all I am asking. I thought you hated me. Why would you pay for me? Go to someone else.” Alessa demanded.“He doesn’t have anyone else but you, apparently. Should I call and ask? James talked to him last time.” “James? You made him do your dirty work?” Then she whispered to herself, “And he actually did it? Damn it, James.” “Those clothes,” he pointed at the box in her hand, “on now!” Then he moved out of the way so Alessa had a clear path to the bathroom.“Kyle!” “Let me call your pimp.” Kyle flipped his phone out into his hand. Alessa placed her hand on it. “This shouldn’t be new to you, right? Since you're his only girl, you must be used to this?”How can Alessa tell him that she had never looked at anyone else since then, and she had no plan to do so?“You want to do it this way? Ruined everything
John and Kyle had their fill of drinks as Madison and Alessa sipped on water. John sang loudly as Kyle cheered him on. Kyle had paid Martha a nice chunk of money to make sure they had the bar to themselves. “I am getting married!” John finished once he was done with his performance as he climbed onto the bar, dancing to no music. “You know, I can get used to cheap liquor. It tastes quite good. “That’s good. You might need to get used to it.” Madison softly said. “What?” Alessa inquired further, but Madison just gave her a tight-lipped smile and shook her head.“Let me get this guy to the hotel. I am also very sleepy. See you tomorrow at the church, maid of honor?” Madison said, getting up. “What about Kyle?”“He paid for you, so you deal with it!” Madison shrugged.“Paid who?” Alessa asked but Madison and John were already staggering out. Alessa then turned her attention to Kyle who was sleepily sitting on the same bar stool he tormented her from all day. She had no choice but t
Madison had asked Alessa to wear a black dress so as a good maid of honor she followed the instructions. She wore a black flowery halter dress she had and tied her red hair with an equally black bow. Kyle had spent the night in the bar and must have snuck out before Martha started her day because he was nowhere to be seen. Martha, who still believed that Alessa was working as one of Jason’s girls, made several comments about Alessa’s night with Kyle so Alessa assumed he left before Martha even got to the bar.Alessa had the day off today, and it was good because she needed it for what she had planned. She took Martha's car to drive to the airport, which was at least an hour away. This also required her to ignore all of Madison's phone calls. She waited for almost an hour before her complaining guest hopped in her car. “This is what he sent, an almost broken minivan to pick me up?” She moaned as soon as she got inside the car.“This is a secret wedding, remember?” Alessa reminded he
Alessa hurriedly turned towards Kyle and the boy. She saw a hole in the shirt on Kyle’s arms and blood, and she yelped. Kyle meanwhile was fighting the blonde boy to gain control of his gun. The gun shot a few more shots, but fortunately, they didn’t hit anyone still in the room.“What are you doing, get out!” Kyle yelled at her, his voice strained. Another shot was fired, it hit a bottle in the back of Alessa. “Now!”“No!” She yelled. “Sir, please. Put the gun away.” The blond kid said nothing. “Do you want to get in more trouble than you already are? You shot a billionaire?” “Wh—what? Who?” His eyes flashed at Kyle. Then his eyes widened at the gunshot wound on Kyle’s arm. He shoved Kyle aside and grabbed Alessa. He had the gun pointed at her temple and her neck under his grip. “Don’t come closer to me or I will shoot her.” Kyle backed away with his hands raised, not even winching even though Alessa was sure this action was causing him pain. “Don’t do anything stupid!” That was a
It was later at night. The light from the sun and the cop cars were all gone now. Mark’s feeble attempt to scam Kyle out of money was easily squashed. Now, Kyle and Alessa sat on a fence made of wooden logs that separated the bar from its neighboring establishment facing each other. Both their hands intertwined. Kyle’s thumb rubbed Alessa’s. They had been there all day.After James had taken Aspen to a hotel at Alessa's request. Alessa decided to spend time with the love of her life. For however many hours she was allowed. “What happens after today?” Kyle asked after kissing her hand. “I am more interested in what happens tonight.” She giggled, getting closer to him and kissing his neck softly. She felt him swallow. “I was thinking of thanking the man who saved my life.” She gently touched the bandage on his gun wound. “How exactly were you—“ Alessa slipped her bridesmaids dress down her shoulder exposing her bare shoulders. “Oh, I see.” Kyle’s voice quivered. He swallowed hard aga