Since the incident at the club, I tried so hard to reach Audrey, but she blocked me on every side, my messages were ignored and my call transferred to voicemail– that was it! I decided to go and talk things through with her in person, as I pulled up in Audrey's garage, I took a deep breath and rehearsed in my head what I would say to her.I pressed the doorbell and waited for what felt like forever before Audrey finally opened the door. "Hey…". She tried to slam the door shut, but I held it down. I wasn't about to take No for an answer."Audrey, please. Can we talk?" I said, holding the door down so she couldn't close it."What could you possibly want to talk to me about after what you did at the club the other day, it does change the fact that you embarrassed me in the presence of the other guest!" she spat out, clearly still angry with me."That's why I'm here, I tried reaching you, I even had your favorite flowers sent over but you rejected them, I'm sorry for causing a scene at th
The drive to the mall took longer than I expected, especially because Samantha seemed lost in her own world of oblivion, with her face turned to the other side of the window– If we were going to live together for six months we might as well start getting used to it from… now."I think we'd go for Ines Di Santos collections, their wedding dresses last summer were terrific!" I said, trying to start a conversation with her."Uhuh," she grunted in response, I glanced at her, she didn't seem interested in saying anything.And for the rings, "I'm thinking Tiffany and co. But it's too basic, I mean… their last collection wasn't so enticing. Personally I prefer Harry Winston's, which do you think we should go for?" I questioned, as I stared at her from the corner of my eyes.She sat up straight and tugged at her hair, "Whatever you want… Mr Storm,"I was about to reply to her and didn't notice we were already in front of the mall,"We're here!" I said, sounding excited– Personally, I would ma
My eyes widened in shock by what I heard, I hung up and tossed my phone away, I quickly made a sharp turn which made Samantha lose her balance and hit her head on the window"Ouch…Lucas, what's wrong?" She questioned, looking at me with concern."My father is dying," I managed to say.She looked at me in shock, "I… don't understand what do you mean by dying, when was the last time you saw him?" she asked, holding tight to her seatbelt."I saw him yesterday and he looked well, at least it looked like he was well," I said, increasing the acceleration of the car. As I pressed hard on the accelerator which made Samantha scream at the top of her voice, "Lucas, you have to calm down!"I ignored her, how could I calm down when my father was dying? I needed to get to him as fast as I could. And if it means breaking through the road I would do it."Does he have any history of illness, prior to now?" She questioned, I took a quick glance at her, hands still firmly gripped to the seatbelt."Plea
I clenched my fist as I tried to suppress my anger, my father completely ignored me and was having a conversation with Samantha– was that a smile I saw on her face? The nerve!"Are you going to keep standing or you're still deciding whether to come join us… Aha! The chef is here," he raised his brows as he looked over me.The chef came in and served Samantha,"Enjoy your meal," the chef smiled at her and pushed back the trolley with varieties. I wanted to bring down the whole building but not in front of Samantha, I didn't want to cause a scene in front of her.She was about to take a bite of the beef Wellington, when I angrily walked over to her and gripped her by the hands."We're leaving this instant!" I said, pulling her up.My father looked at me. If he was surprised I couldn't tell, but he said, "Lucas, what do you think you're doing?" He questioned.I shook my head, he still hasn't seen any wrong in what he did! "Dad, we're leaving!" I said, trying hard not to raise my voice."
The day that would lead to the beginning of a charade had begun. The sun was aglow in all radiance as its rays seeped in through the curtain linen. I stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room staring at my reflection, adorned in a breathtaking wedding gown. The gown hugged my figure perfectly, accentuating my curves, and the intricate lace detailing added an elegant touch.I looked undeniably stunning, there was no denying that. But beneath the beauty and the excitement, a wave of sadness rushed through me. This marriage was nothing more than a contract… a charade that would last for a little while and it would. I crossed my fingers, "Samantha don't get so worked up, it's just for six months and you'll be free," I reminded myself, but the reality of it still weighed heavily on my heart.I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. This was the path I had chosen, and I couldn't let emotions cloud my judgment, not now that we were about to take the act a step higher. Besides,
I rushed towards the scene, my heart pounding with worry, I was taken aback by what I saw. Standing face to face, engaged in a heated argument, were Lucas and Andres, I should have known that the scheming Andres would do anything to cause havoc, I twisted my face in irritation at the thought of Andres constantly seeking to make things difficult for Lucas. The tension in the air was thick, as they stared at each other, anger coursing through them, with clenched fist.The crowd that had gathered around them watched anxiously, unsure of what had triggered such intense anger between the two brothers. It was clear that Lucas was too caught up in his rage to notice my presence, his focus solely on Andres."Andres, you've gone too far this time!" Lucas spat out, his voice filled with venom. "You think you can walk into my wedding and act inappropriately and I'll let you? You must be a joke to think that!"Andres' eyes blazed with fury, mirroring the rage in Lucas' gaze. "Lucas, Lucas… I don'
The tension that hung in the atmosphere was palpable, both of us startled by the intensity of the moment. In that split second, I braced myself for his harsh words, for the cutting remarks that would surely follow my outburst.Without uttering a single word, Lucas closed the distance between us, his hand gently cupping my cheek. Before I could react or comprehend what was happening, his lips pressed against mine in a fervent kiss. It was a kiss that held a mixture of desperation, frustration, and other emotions I couldn't comprehend at that point. My initial shock quickly transformed into a wavering amusement, and I found myself instinctively responding to his kiss.Time seemed to stand still as our lips moved in a perfect synchrony.The emotions swirling within me were a jumble of confusion, surprise, and an unexpected warmth that radiated through my body. I couldn't deny that he was good with his lips, the way his tongue searched for mine and for a second I was lost to the deep seas
I watched as Samantha's eyes widened in shock when the towel slipped from my body, falling to the ground with a soft thud. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and I could sense her embarrassment and discomfort. In that moment, I saw a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes."Oh I-I'm so sorry I didn't mean to… I didn't know you'd be in the shower else–" She said in a breath, visibly trying to process her thoughts."It's alright, Samantha," I said, my voice gentle, trying to alleviate her distress. "Accidents happen. No harm done."She stammered an apology, her words tumbling out in a flurry. "I-I'm so sorry, Lucas. I really didn't mean to bump into you. It was an accident, I swear, I mean I wouldn't have walked in on you if I knew you'd be…" she swallowed the last words.I offered her a reassuring smile, wanting to ease her nerves. "I know, Samantha, I know it was an accident you would never walk in on me…naked. Don't worry about it. It's been a long day for both of us, I blame it on the event