"There is an event today, I came to tell you that." Logan Hayes broke the silence between them the moment he remembered what he had come in for. Ryan's brow arched. "An event?" "Yes sir. Today, the grandchildren of the Jacobs family are to gather and decide on the prompt of this year's Christmas celebration but there is also Mr Johnson's sixtieth birthday celebration. He willingly asked his daughter to compete to be your bride because our families have been distant friends for a while." Logan Hayes explained.Ryan's eyes squinted. "Distant friend's?" "Yes, young master Jacobs. The Jacobs and the Johnson family got together a few decades ago for business, about five decades ago. Your grandfather and his father. It helped both families grow and both men became accustomed to each other. "Now, Mr Johnson is not very fond of us but he believes that a family worthy of his father's is worthy of his own.""So he doesn't like us but he doesn't hate us either?" Ryan asked with a slight rais
Ryan stood in front of a ceiling to floor length mirror and adjusted his black suit. "Tell me again the starting time for both events." He said to his Butler without taking his eyes off of his reflection that stared back at him. "Mr Matthew Johnson is a man of his own policies and even though his close friends requested his party start by six at noon, he decided to start by three. Your cousins say they have a thing or two they are doing so they will meet you here by three to head out together and begin the planning and purchasing." Logan Hayes explained. Ryan nodded his head. "Okay, so I'm going to need you to do two things for me.""I am all ears, young master Jacobs.""Good. Firstly, call my cousins and tell them to meet here at four instead, secondly, have the maids dress up Sarah Johnson to look her best and maybe give her some of that tea you gave me, earlier, she didn't look like she got enough sleep." Ryan instructed. Logan Hayes was hesitant before he finally replied. "Perh
The silence that followed after her confession was enough to drown a full grown man and nothing a sign of his ever being there would be seen. Sarah made no attempt to intrude in his silent moments of thoughts as deafening as it was for her to bear.She almost sighed with relief when he finally spoke but at the same time, she felt she could have endured the deafening silence even longer if it meant avoiding answering any of his questions but it was too late for that now. "There's someone else for you... As in... You're betrothed to somebody else?" His brow subconsciously arched as he asked her. She shook her head. "Not that, not like that at all. It's just that... I didn't go to Harvard, I went to an ordinary university because my dad wanted me to be a good person who doesn't separate the world through classes. There's no such thing as rich or poor to him because we are all humans. There was a time he was struggling and now, he is harvesting the crops in his farm. Reaping the work o
Sarah's body trembled underneath Ryan's. Heat radiated through their bodies and her his heart thumped against her own in a sync. As much as she believed her heart would be beating so fast that it would make her breathless, looking into his eyes brought her relief in a strange way and it felt nice. The only thing that was yet to merge was their lips. Their lips! She almost cursed herself for thinking that. She never asked him for a kiss and she knew he didn't have a strand of feeling for her so why would he kiss her? The bed beneath her body was like laying on a stack of feathers held together by the softest clouds but all she could think of was what her eyes could see. The man laying on top of her. For an odd moment, she wished he would remain on top of her like that but almost as if the thought itself was a curse, Ryan moved away from her and the bed until he was standing on his very two feet. 'Why did I even make such a stupid wish turn curse?' She asked herself as all her eyes
Her throat suddenly seemed dry and she fought the urge to cry out for her need for water. She didn't doubt it, she must look as red as red could ever be. Her heart that had stopped immediately picked up at a faster pace as if to cover the time it had gone silent from shock. "Most... Most likely?" She asked him hesitantly. He checked his father's old watch that clung onto his wrist. "We don't have much time on our side. Will you join me?"She nodded her head even before she realized it. 'Fool! What is wrong with you?! Get a hold of your foolish emotions! You and dad had a fight, remember? He sent you off to marriage because he didn't want to hear your words anymore, because he was tired of having you around! You hate him! You have to hate him, you need to hate him!' But her thoughts contrasted her actions. She was already in the hallway before she came back to reality. Ryan had gripped her hand and led her out of his bedroom and she was to dumb to fight off his hands. Better to be
For the rest of the ride, Sarah didn't utter another word. She couldn't. She tried to come up with words to say but none of it seemed to make sense to her or rhyme with the situation at all.So she kept her comments to herself and only wished that Ryan would stop casting glances at her and occasionally smiling to himself.'What kind of thoughts were crawling in that hard head of his!' She fumbled nervously with her fingers as she thought to herself. She still didn't know where they were going and she wasn't ready to ask him. 'I won't ask even if my guts are biting with curiosity!' "We are going to a mall. To get you all-- dolled up, you called it?" His eyes squinted as he asked but he continued immediately. "To make you look even more prettier than you already do." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Pretty...?" She muttered to herself. Her cheeks flushed red. She hated that. How his words would make her face color like she was some love sick girl. She was supposed to be stern and emoti
Ryan Jacobs paused as the door creaked while he was trying to open it. If anything, he wanted to move like a subtle breeze unnoticed by anyone.He was greeted by grave darkness in the living room. The house was empty of any life save for the cat that waltzed about in the darkness.He was relieved when he noticed that there was no one there. Carefully closing the door behind himself as he walked in, he gripped onto the shopping bag in his hand tightly to avoid it from falling to the ground.He had never been happier. Purposely sneaking back home a little towards midnight, he wanted everyone to be asleep as he returned home with a secret present for his wife, Lilly Goldberg.That day happened to be their third year wedding anniversary and he had been saving up for the event for quite some time now.The Goldbergs weren't a ridiculously rich family but they were okay and for what it was worth, he wanted the gift to at least be presentable.Lilly had had her eyes on an expensive brand of b
Mr Robertson let out a loud mocking laughter. “You useless loser, do you really think I will be afraid of your words? I'm your boss, remember?”“You fired me, remember?” Ryan said as he moved closer to the bed.“Stop right there!” Lilly yelled out. “Don't you dare take another step closer to us or else I'll yell and get you in trouble.”Ryan was dumbfounded, he was more than that even. He couldn't believe that those words of threat were coming from his very own wife.Mr Robertson got dressed and rose to his feet. Talking bold steps towards Ryan who actually listened to his wife and stood still, he wore a wide proud grin on his face.“Who's idea do you think it was to fire you from the very onset?” Mr Robertson asked Ryan.Ryan's brow subconsciously arched. “What– what do you mean?”“Pretty Miss Goldberg here was tired of living as a wife to a penniless fool like you and she knew that I could give her all she could ever need. But she believed that you would be a hindrance to our love s