“Well since you can't call I would suggest you settle for a simple text then,” Shane said in a bored tone.Lucas blinked. Then blinked again. “Isn't that too I don't know light?” Lucas quizzed with a deep frown settled between his brows.Shane sat up to study the man seated before him with a funny expression. “What are you implying by saying light?” “A text is going to make it seem like I'm taking this matter lightly,” Lucas tried to explain with a serious expression on his face. “And that is bad because?” Shane asked, almost sounding confused with his friend's absorbed thinking.“She's of great importance to me, Shane even if she doesn't know it yet. I intend to show her that so I think however I approach her I should be able to show that I'm damn serious about her,” Lucas explained, desperate to explain his opinion to his friend. Shane blinked. “You say it like you aren't a married man.”Lucas' jaw clenched at the reminder and he recoiled. Shane sighed, his eyes narrowed down on
The front view of the restaurant was designed to give the building a nice look, the parking lot is just opposite the corner, and the front has brightly coloured flowers planted which gives the building a radiating look from where Lucas sat.The restaurant, although small, was buzzing with hasty workers moving to and fro to attend to customers. The place strangely looked like a success despite his opinion of the place.It had been a long time since Lucas had last been in a place like this, it was usually fancy and expensive restaurants or bars, that was usually where he held his meetings and had his usual fun but when he had suggested his favorite bar to Lilian, she had bluntly turned down his offer and instead suggested this restaurant.Lucas felt it probably had something to do with her skepticism but he was glad she accepted his offer to meet up.He took in his surroundings once again, noting peculiar attributes. He could never have guessed he would ever be in a place like this most
The venue was decorated elegantly with dark, glowing colors that complemented the flashy dresses worn by the guests. Ann Sinclair sat still where her mother had placed her, twirling a glass of wine between her fingers while her eyes stayed fixed on the man, Lucas Montgomery standing at the other end of the hall. She huffed as Lucas conversed with the women that surrounded him while he paid no attention to the woman he just married.In frustration, she drowned the wine in her cup as she took her time to study her new husband; Lucas Montgomery. He stood out perfectly amongst the guests, dressed impeccably in a black fitted three-piece suit that clung to his muscular build. His short black hair slicked back, and his black piercing eyes were bright with mischief as he interacted with the people around him. Ann wasn't angry, she just expected he would pay her some extra attention, especially on their wedding day.“Ann, what are you doing here?” The sound of her mother's voice snapped her
“Are you alright?” Ann stared at the hazy figure standing before her, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Who are you?”“Thank you for saving me, I'll find you. I promise,” the voice told her softly and everything went blank.Ann's eyes snapped open as she jolted out of her sleep, a sharp pain coming from her back going straight to her brain. She groaned, turning over so she was now resting on her stomach, burrowing further into her bed. Her back ached. It must be acting up because of the strange dream. It had been a while since she had those dreams and luckily for her Lucas wasn't around to witness it, she thought staring at the space beside her.“I can't believe I'm married,” she mumbled to herself as she continued to stare hard at the untouched side of her matrimonial bed. Suddenly losing her sleep, Ann pushed up the bed and ran her hand over her husband's side of the bed and wasn't surprised to find it cold. It seemed she had been wrong about him after all_ before she c
Ann still couldn't understand why she was angry. She kept telling herself so many times that she didn't care about Lucas or the fact that he didn't try to contact her during the past three weeks of his disappearance after the day of their wedding. She didn't give a damn about Lucas and so she should be bothered that he didn't bother to call or act like he gave a damn about her either. She looked down at her free ring finger and scoffed, this was not how she expected her new life to be going. Yes, she was having the time of her life getting her dreams accomplished. It has always been her biggest dream to be a model but her parents were always against it claiming she didn't need to work and should Instead be focused on becoming the perfect doting wife_ an involuntary shudder went down her spine even at the thought of her parents' plan for her. When her parents broke the news of their marriage plan for her, Ann thought it was the end of her dream of becoming a model. A part of her expec
“I want your best room,” Ann told the receptionist. She was staggering a lot and her appearance was now a mess. The fact that she kept giggling every five seconds was enough to conclude that Ann Sinclair Montgomery was drunk and alone in an empty hotel lobby. The receptionist took in Ann's appearance, “Are you certain you don't want help getting to your room?”Ann shook her head and released a loud belch, “No, I'm fine. On my own. I don't need any man. You know why?” She waited for the receptionist to shake her head before she spoke up again, “Because I'm an independent woman. I do my shit all on my own.”The receptionist shook her head, looking around briskly and then back at Ann. “I would appreciate it if you keep your voice down.”Ann gasped, grasping the table for support as she stumbled forward. “Is your boyfriend here? Does he get jealous easily? Is that why?” She whispered, regarding the receptionist with curiosity.The receptionist let out an exasperated sigh, “I’m sure you a
Lucas could tell from the way Ann was tensed that she was just as unprepared for this family meeting as he was. Forcing a smile onto his face, he moved to his wife, reaching for her hand and pulling her close. “All good things I hope?” He joked, flashing his best smile to Ann's parents.Mrs. Sinclair's gaze softened. “You have nothing to be worried about, son.”Ann made an act of clearing her throat.He tightened his hold on her hand in warning. Now that he was seeing her up close, he could see the resemblance between her and his mystery lady from yesterday night. He couldn't believe he made such a stupid mistake.“Ann just arrived but the food is set, you just have to say the word,” Mrs. Sinclair announced.Lucas smiled, she was the easier parent to handle, unlike Mr. Sinclair who was so hard to deal with. “Great, Mrs. Sinclair. I can't wait.”Lucas quickly reached for his pocket and pulled out the diamond bracelet that was inside. He had picked it up from the hotel room his mystery
Ann watched as Lucas got out of the car without bothering to glance in her direction completely ignoring her existence.“Lucas,” she called after him but the blockhead was already by the side of the road getting ready to cross. Her eyes widened in shock as she poke her head out of the window to get a better view of him. So what, he was going to walk home because he was not in the mood for their conversation, “What a dick,” she mumbled under her breath and hurriedly pushed the door of the car open. She wasn't letting him out of her sight that easily and besides their conversation was far from over.“Luc_,” she tried calling again but the rest she had of it died down in her throat as she watched as Lucas crossed the road like a blind fool, causing cars to blow their horns at him and some to stop abruptly. “Oh fuck, he really is crazy.”Ann immediately went after him but right after she ensured it was safe to cross the road. She was not planning on dying soon and some reckless man was not
The front view of the restaurant was designed to give the building a nice look, the parking lot is just opposite the corner, and the front has brightly coloured flowers planted which gives the building a radiating look from where Lucas sat.The restaurant, although small, was buzzing with hasty workers moving to and fro to attend to customers. The place strangely looked like a success despite his opinion of the place.It had been a long time since Lucas had last been in a place like this, it was usually fancy and expensive restaurants or bars, that was usually where he held his meetings and had his usual fun but when he had suggested his favorite bar to Lilian, she had bluntly turned down his offer and instead suggested this restaurant.Lucas felt it probably had something to do with her skepticism but he was glad she accepted his offer to meet up.He took in his surroundings once again, noting peculiar attributes. He could never have guessed he would ever be in a place like this most
“Well since you can't call I would suggest you settle for a simple text then,” Shane said in a bored tone.Lucas blinked. Then blinked again. “Isn't that too I don't know light?” Lucas quizzed with a deep frown settled between his brows.Shane sat up to study the man seated before him with a funny expression. “What are you implying by saying light?” “A text is going to make it seem like I'm taking this matter lightly,” Lucas tried to explain with a serious expression on his face. “And that is bad because?” Shane asked, almost sounding confused with his friend's absorbed thinking.“She's of great importance to me, Shane even if she doesn't know it yet. I intend to show her that so I think however I approach her I should be able to show that I'm damn serious about her,” Lucas explained, desperate to explain his opinion to his friend. Shane blinked. “You say it like you aren't a married man.”Lucas' jaw clenched at the reminder and he recoiled. Shane sighed, his eyes narrowed down on
“That bitch is crazy,” Lucas snarled with his eyes narrowed into slits as he paced before his best friend. His shoulders were stiff and his fingers clenched, he looked ready to let out some anger steam any moment.“I bet she's hot.” Shane said, as he took in his friend's agitated appearance with a smirk.“No! She is definitely not hot. The right word for her is crazy, she and that crazy cousin of hers,” Lucas gritted out.“Let me get this straight, your beloved wife doesn't bust your ass with her parents and instead just tells her cousin and you're ranting?” Shane quizzed with a questioning look, “It appears that I still don't get you, Lucas.”Lucas stopped pacing and turned so he was now fully facing Shane with a harsh expression on his face. “Could you stop emphasizing on that one good thing?”Shane shook his head. “I simply can't. As much as you're my best friend and I'd love to take your side you have to suck it in and be grateful. Ann could have told her parents, damn she could h
Lucas sat awkwardly still at the dining table, trying his hardest to keep his eye on the plate of food that had been presented before him. He couldn't believe that he almost threw himself into a dilemma but the real shock was the fact that Ann hadn't spilled the beans to her family. Hadn't that been the reason why she had rushed to her family's house to begin with? He couldn't believe he had been wrong and he couldn't believe that he stressed himself so much over nothing. As much as the situation was embarrassing, Lucas was flooded with relief. Now the real question was why his wife hadn't told on him. She was probably plotting something. A shudder ran down his spine at the thought of Ann threatening him with what she had against him. He risked a peep at Ann's parents and flinched with surprise when he found Mr. Sinclair's eyes fixed on him with a certain intensity he couldn't place.“How has Ann been? I hope she hasn't been causing you any trouble?”It was Mrs. Sinclair who spoke u
The moment Ann finally managed to keep her tears in was about the same time Lucas moved to settle on the available seat beside her. She stiffened up a bit but easily snapped out of it, quickly gathering her composure. She held back the urge to glare at Lucas knowing fully well it would prolong matters and get her parents angrier, knowing they would back up Lucas made her feel worst than she already did. “Excuse me,” she mumbled under her breath, shoving her chair back harshly and rising to her feet. She needed breathing space.Without waiting for anyone's reply she grabbed her phone and exited the place hurriedly with a huge frown on her face. She hated Lucas. Was this all a game to him? Why on earth would he bring up the matter, especially in front of her parents? A part of her wanted to be happy that Lucas thought about apologizing but the other rational part of her cursed him for his bullshit timing. Ann stormed into her room, glaring at everything in sight. She couldn't believe
The atmosphere of the Sinclair's family dining room was very tense and morose, except for Isla of course, who was barely able to contain her excitement with a huge smile adorned on her soft features. Ann glanced at her cousin with a deep frown wanting to be irritated at her because it was very obvious who had suggested this breakfast to her father. Isla was dressed in a red gown that clung to her features but not too much to her features. It was like Isla was doing her best not to attract too much attention this time but Ann could never understand what was going on in her cousin's head. It was like she was in her own dimension. “Master Lucas has arrived.”The gatekeeper announced before disappearing into the hallway but only to appear again with Lucas by his side. Ann ignored the squeak of excitement coming from her cousin and focused her attention on Lucas. Her eyes trailed over his frame to take in his suit clad body before moving up to rest on his face. If it wasn't because she
Lucas exhaled through his nose, his hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles slowly began to grow pale.“Pick up, you fool,” he grunted out, glaring at his phone placed on the car seat beside him. But just about when he was about to reach for his phone and hang up, the phone beeped signifying that there was an answer.“What took you so long, idiot?” Lucas sneered, glaring at the view in front of him, imagining it to be his stupid best friend.“Whoa someone's in a bad mood and so early this morning too,” his best friend, Shane teased with his voice filled with laughter. “What got your pants twisted this time?”Lucas scoffed, narrowing his gaze on nothing in particular. “My pants wouldn't be twisted if you hadn't gotten me this frustrated. What took you so long to pick up?”“I had to excuse myself, wouldn't want anyone eavesdropping on our conversation.” Shane said cockily as if he was expecting Lucas to begin apologizing and thank him.“You are delusional.”“Where are you by
Ann felt the smile leave her face at the same time Isla giggled, skipping out of the room. No this couldn't be, why was he coming? Or maybe Isla was just joking, it most certainly should be a joke. She wasn't ready to face Lucas and especially not after what happened yesterday. How was she supposed to face him in the presence of her family? She wasn't sure she could hold back seeing him and not wanting to punch his stupidly handsome face. She growled, slapping her palm over her face. The day was going nothing like she planned. Today was supposed to be Lucas free day now she was going to have to deal with him all day. Today was definitely going to suck, Ann could tell. She grabbed her phone on the dresser and began to tap on the screen, scrolling through the names in search of the very person on her mind and she immediately felt relief the instant she found it.She dialed the number and placed it against her ear with a deep sigh. “Ann honey, good morning,” the voice said after the
Lucas made his way to the bathtub with a deep furrow between his brows. His mind wandered once more to Ann as he loosened the tap to fill it with water and began to pull off his clothes. What could his wife be playing at? One moment she was angry with him and next acting suspiciously nice. It was the same yesterday when she came back with the car instead of leaving him stranded, it was these moments that confused him. Why would Ann act nice despite everything especially not with what happened yesterday?These thoughts that filled his mind were heavy, weighing him down.He settled into the bathtub, his loud groan echoing through the bathroom as he slapped his palm over his face.He hated this feeling. If Ann hated him then she should stick to showing it instead of causing confusion.“Fuck! Get out of my head.” He growled out through gritted teeth, glaring up at the ceiling. It was merely business, nothing more. Lucas reminded himself stubbornly, that there was nothing more to think a