After getting rejected yesterday at the store I wanted, I asked Ailen to sign me up for membership at some exclusive stores. To go to work, I decided to wear my bag collection. Hubert, my driver, only drove me to the nearest bus stop. I'd gotten used to using the bus back in Boston, although during my time in New York, I'd never used any public transportation at all, not even a taxi. I had to check my phone to confirm the bus code and which stop I should get off at before I started walking towards the office building.Unfortunately, even though I had confirmed on my phone which stop I should get off at, I still missed it. That made me have to walk further, even though I was wearing heels that were quite high. Looking at my watch, I walked hurriedly into the lobby of the Mourinho Group building. I was going to work in the Marketing division of the hotel chain owned by the Mourinho Group.My heels were aching from walking so fast to catch the elevator that would take me to the 15th floo
I tightened my coat, quickening my pace as the air grew colder as fall gave way to winter. People who had just come out of the subway station were walking quickly to catch the time to their respective offices, just like me. I smiled a little at being in the crowd before working on a tiring routine, but gave me satisfaction. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of freedom.Suddenly beside the sidewalk where I was walking, a pink car pulled up. At first, I continued walking, but I turned my head when I heard my name being called. And inside the car was Nicole, who was sitting in the driving seat, looking at me with a dismissive gaze."Oh my, are you going to work on foot?" Nicole asked.I rolled my eyes while exhaling a rough breath from my mouth, then continued on my way. She "You're ignoring me?" yelled Nicole, sounding completely shocked. "I know I sound a little arrogant to you, but that's normal because I'm rich and deserve to be arrogant. But a poor person like you doe
"I guessed from the start that you must not be an ordinary person. You must come from a wealthy family because you can drive a luxury car to work, but I really didn't expect that you were the granddaughter of the owner of this company.""Yes, you're great because even though you're the heir of this company, you're willing to work from the bottom as an intern. We have a lot of respect for you.""Ah, I'm saying this only to you because I trust you. While in this office for a month, you guys have helped me a lot. After my internship is over, I will start learning to run the company properly. I won't forget your kindness, I will definitely repay you."I, who was just about to enter the toilet, overheard the conversation of the three annoying women. I knew Nicole was a con artist pretending to be a rich-rich girl, but I didn't expect her to take my identity. How embarrassing. I exhaled harshly, smiling as I casually stepped into the toilet where the three were talking. I knew they hated me
"Sign this!" pleaded Sebastien, who handed me a document."Divorce papers?" I asked after reading the paper I had to sign.Sebastien Jones, the man who married me a year ago, looked at me indifferently as he urged me to sign the divorce papers, however, I didn't know what the reason for our divorce was as I thought we had been fine. As a wife, I did everything to please Sebastien.When Sebastien said that he wanted a wife who didn't work, I immediately resigned from my job as a marketing manager. I served as a full-time housewife. Living with Sebastien's mother and younger sister, I had to take care of their needs, from cooking to washing their clothes. And I'm still doing well without complaining at all today."Why? Aren't we moving to New York tomorrow?""Huh? Do you think I'm going to New York with a village girl like you? I'm going to New York and start a business there. I'm going to hang out with the upper-class people. I'd be embarrassed to take a woman like you with me.""I tho
I just stayed where I was with my jaw hardened holding back the flood of emotions that were mixed up in me. He really treated me like a piece of trash that he could throw away at any time. If he thinks I need his treasure, then he's wrong. What kind of treasure has he given me anyway? A wedding ring with less than half a carat of diamonds?I stared briefly at the cheap ring on my ring finger. Even if I knew it was only a hundred dollars, I once felt so proud to have it. Thinking that the little diamond was a symbol of sincerity and a bond of my and Sebastien's eternal love. I took the ring off after a full year of wearing it, making a color contrast on my ring finger."Do you mean this ring that's sold for nothing?" I asked, and then I threw the ring away, saying, "Just take this ring because I don't need it either."Jennifer rolled her eyes. "It's good that you're self-aware. Don't bring anything other than yourself and the clothes you're wearing right now!"They turned and walked aw
Alexander opened the car door for me as he said, "Please come in, Little Princess."I was still staring at the man who was smiling at me with distaste. Of all the people who could have picked me up, why did it have to be Alexander? I mean, Alexander is the CEO of Grandpa's company, he should be so busy that he wouldn't have time to do something as trivial as picking me up."Why do you keep looking at me? I know that I'm handsome ...."Not wanting to listen to Alexander's nonsense any longer, I quickly got into the car and slammed the door hard. After fastening the seat belt, I decided to lean back against the car seat while closing my eyes to endure the heartache that kept lodging inside me. The quiet atmosphere in the car made it easier for me to recall the memories that were scattered in my mind about my time with Sebastien. I hate it like this, that bastard doesn't deserve to live in my head. I will completely erase every trace of him from my life. After being able to think more cl
When I opened my eyes, I was in a spacious room dominated by pastel peach and ash colors. The decorations and equipment were still the same as they were three years ago before I left. As well-maintained and spotless as I remembered. This was my room, though I had no idea how I ended up in it since the last thing I remembered was getting into the limousine that picked me up after disembarking from the private jet Alexander and I had taken from Boston to New York.I got out of bed and walked to the glass door that connected my room to the balcony. The room was in the left wing of the mansion on the second floor. If you stepped out onto the balcony, you'd immediately see an artificial lake surrounded by trees whose leaves turned yellow in the fall. Back when I was ten years old and in my tomboy phase, I used to climb the trees and hide there whenever my ballet coach came over. And beyond the lake was the golf course where I used to play with Grandpa.There were so many good memories in t
The sky outside had already grown dark, and I remained seated on the sofa holding a piece of paper that held the marriage contract I had drafted this afternoon and was going to present to Alexander for his signature. I held it tightly before standing up and walking out of my room. Based on the information from the maid, Alexander had returned from work and was currently in his room.After several knocks on Alexander's bedroom door, I got no response. When I tried to open the handle, the door flew open. Without a second thought, I entered. I was in a hurry, so forgot about manners. If it was not tonight, I would not have another chance to submit the marriage contract because Alexander and I would get our wedding blessing tomorrow morning.And I am not sure if it is bad luck or good fortune that the room's owner has just stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel to cover something that needs covering. I realize I am acting like a bitch right now. But no one can blame me after seeing
"I guessed from the start that you must not be an ordinary person. You must come from a wealthy family because you can drive a luxury car to work, but I really didn't expect that you were the granddaughter of the owner of this company.""Yes, you're great because even though you're the heir of this company, you're willing to work from the bottom as an intern. We have a lot of respect for you.""Ah, I'm saying this only to you because I trust you. While in this office for a month, you guys have helped me a lot. After my internship is over, I will start learning to run the company properly. I won't forget your kindness, I will definitely repay you."I, who was just about to enter the toilet, overheard the conversation of the three annoying women. I knew Nicole was a con artist pretending to be a rich-rich girl, but I didn't expect her to take my identity. How embarrassing. I exhaled harshly, smiling as I casually stepped into the toilet where the three were talking. I knew they hated me
I tightened my coat, quickening my pace as the air grew colder as fall gave way to winter. People who had just come out of the subway station were walking quickly to catch the time to their respective offices, just like me. I smiled a little at being in the crowd before working on a tiring routine, but gave me satisfaction. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of freedom.Suddenly beside the sidewalk where I was walking, a pink car pulled up. At first, I continued walking, but I turned my head when I heard my name being called. And inside the car was Nicole, who was sitting in the driving seat, looking at me with a dismissive gaze."Oh my, are you going to work on foot?" Nicole asked.I rolled my eyes while exhaling a rough breath from my mouth, then continued on my way. She "You're ignoring me?" yelled Nicole, sounding completely shocked. "I know I sound a little arrogant to you, but that's normal because I'm rich and deserve to be arrogant. But a poor person like you doe
After getting rejected yesterday at the store I wanted, I asked Ailen to sign me up for membership at some exclusive stores. To go to work, I decided to wear my bag collection. Hubert, my driver, only drove me to the nearest bus stop. I'd gotten used to using the bus back in Boston, although during my time in New York, I'd never used any public transportation at all, not even a taxi. I had to check my phone to confirm the bus code and which stop I should get off at before I started walking towards the office building.Unfortunately, even though I had confirmed on my phone which stop I should get off at, I still missed it. That made me have to walk further, even though I was wearing heels that were quite high. Looking at my watch, I walked hurriedly into the lobby of the Mourinho Group building. I was going to work in the Marketing division of the hotel chain owned by the Mourinho Group.My heels were aching from walking so fast to catch the elevator that would take me to the 15th floo
Alexander told me that he wouldn't be long and would return home as soon as his business in London was over. However, it's been a month since he left and there's no sign that he'll be back soon. Not that I'm waiting for him to return, not at all. It's just that it proves that he's not a man of his word. I knew enough already."So you're going to start work tomorrow?" Grandpa asked.I just nodded in response. For a month, I was only at the mansion receiving every merchant who came to bring goods for me. Yeah, I don't like shopping at stores. I'd rather have the store brought directly to my house. I just need to look at each item on the tab and hear the explanation from my personal assistant, Miss Ailen, who will help me. And, if I like it, I got it."I've already spoken to Gerald so that your identity is well taken care of while working. So, you will be using your mother's surname. I'm sure you're familiar with it since you've been using it for the past three years."I nodded again. "Y
Alexander's lips touched my face, starting from my cheeks moving to my eyes, then to my nose and pausing. When I opened my eyes, he seemed to smile and then pressed his lips to mine, nibbling lightly on my lower lip until I opened my mouth to give him access to his tongue. I could feel his previously gentle movements becoming more demanding and hurried. My hands crept up her neck, then into her hair.As the hot kiss broke away, it was as if something was missing from me, but Alexander didn't let the feeling stay with me for long. His lips had descended down my neck, stopping so long in one spot that I felt that he had left a mark there. In a place where people could see it clearly if I didn't untangle my hair. His hands grazed my chest which was still covered by my dress. I could hear his ragged breathing like a wild animal that was really ready to eat its prey. The part of me that was still thinking logically tried to make me realize that this was wrong and that I shouldn't be enjoyi
"I thought you had changed your clothes, my dear?"I looked back after hearing Alexander's voice. I saw that he was leaning against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest while looking at me with an alluring smile. No, not alluring, but trying to allure me."Are you the one who asked Grandpa to move my room here?" I asked, not trying to sound the least bit friendly.Alexander walked towards me. My eyes stayed glued to him. I winced as he stopped right beside me, and then he pulled my shoulders to put his arm around me. I tried to push him away, but my strength could not compete with his."That room has become our room. I'm sure Grandpa chose it because it's the most magnificent room in the mansion. He only wanted the best for us.""You know that room used to be my parents' room; taking you in there would be a disgrace to them.""Of course not, my beloved Little Princess. On the contrary, they would be very happy that their only daughter brought her beloved husband to the
Grandpa stood in front of me and Alexander. He gave Alexander a shoulder pat while grinning. "Now you are truly part of the Mourinho family. I'm leaving my naughty granddaughter to you. She's a little stubborn, but I'm sure you can handle her well."I honestly felt sorry for Grandpa. He trusted Alexander so much, that he didn't realize that he had been deceived by the man. Despite Alexander's ability to manage a good business, he was a greedy man who wanted to control Grandpa's wealth. And I'm sure that's his main reason for wanting to marry me. Look, he doesn't even seem to care about my status as a widow. Whereas with his good looks and the wealth he has now, I'm sure he can get a beautiful woman who has never been married.Grandpa turned to me. "You must feel I'm forcing you into marriage, but you won't regret marrying Alexander. He's a very responsible man."I just forced a smile in response to Grandpa's words. Someday I would make Grandpa realize that he was just being used by Al
As planned, my wedding blessing will be held today, three days after my return to Grandpa's mansion. The blessing would be held at my family's chapel which was still in the Mourinho Mansion neighborhood. The chapel was white in color in a Gothic style and had four small towers with a cross at each end. It looked very well-maintained and some of the designs were refurbished, despite the fact that the chapel had not been used since my parents' death.I stood on the red carpet that led to the altar where Alexander, in his tuxedo, stood waiting for me. When we married Sebastien, we didn't have a blessing. We just went to the registry office and registered our marriage. Despite being an atheist, the reason Grandpa asked me to have a blessing first was to honor my late mother who was very religious.My hand was on Grandpa's arm as I walked on the red carpet, while my other hand held a bouquet of peonies and baby breath. The plain white A-line dress with a bow at the back waist that I wore w
The sky outside had already grown dark, and I remained seated on the sofa holding a piece of paper that held the marriage contract I had drafted this afternoon and was going to present to Alexander for his signature. I held it tightly before standing up and walking out of my room. Based on the information from the maid, Alexander had returned from work and was currently in his room.After several knocks on Alexander's bedroom door, I got no response. When I tried to open the handle, the door flew open. Without a second thought, I entered. I was in a hurry, so forgot about manners. If it was not tonight, I would not have another chance to submit the marriage contract because Alexander and I would get our wedding blessing tomorrow morning.And I am not sure if it is bad luck or good fortune that the room's owner has just stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel to cover something that needs covering. I realize I am acting like a bitch right now. But no one can blame me after seeing