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Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Scandalous Affair 2
~Christian~ My mouth dropped open in awe while I assessed the pictures in front of me. Most of them were blurry but that didn't stop me from recognizing the main character of this all. Of all the things I expected it to be, this was the least of them all. How can a woman like her decide to lose her dignity or reputation in the whole of America by going out with a man who is clearly not the Chairman? The first few pictures showed her, alongside another man having dinner in a kind of private restaurant which they only occupied. It was similar to the one I temporarily booked for Aiden's birthday. The rest confirmed my doubt about the duo being in a scandalous affair. There were images of them kissing, in semi intimate positions. 'Where did you say this was?' I asked Brian who still stood by my table. 'A private resort in Las Vegas, sir. She rented the whole resort for a whole week and stayed there with her lover..' I sucked in a breath, replaced the photos back into the envelope.. ',I
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Bruised
Eight Years Before ~Lauren~ 'I had to leave to protect him. He'd be in more danger with me if we're together' she said, her stares blank as they concentrated on the walls. Jordan was curled up in her arms, nuzzling around her chest area. It's funny how much bond they've managed to build in such short time. He trusted her so much, loved her extremely also. I was somewhat happy that he never had to feel the negative impact of not having any of his parents around. At least, the chest nut lady filled in that blank space. Her words however made me giggle unintentionally. 'You had to leave to protect him? How would you be able to protect someone you love if you're far away from them? I thought it doesn't work like that' We were in the patio, enjoying the cool breeze of the evening. It was a culture we made for ourselves every weekends when we're done with eating dinner and the stars on the skies are beginning to fight their way into visibility. She tilted her head, glanced at me for a
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Find out
Christian~My hands balled into fists, squeezing the sides of the envelope in return. 'Yes, sir' Brian nodded in acknowledgement to my orders. It was crazy, astonishing. My thoughts floated for a second, convincing me momentarily that the Chairman already knows about it. 'Wasn't that why he acted sober you asked about his wife's whereabouts?' my inner mind whispered.I straightened out, slid the envelope into one of my drawers, locked it and replaced the key back into my pockets. My index finger rested on my jaw and I struggled to think of something. Of a solution to this. 'Make your research on the man. Who exactly is he? Where is he from? And how they met?. Refer back to the resort they rented out to themselves for a whole week in Maldives, get to know what staff was present. Get as many information as you can'Brian furrowed his brows. 'That's going to be a little hard, sir''How many days do you need to get it done?' Impatience drooled my every word.'I'm not sure yet but the l
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Promises must be kept
Christian~Dora smiled from the distance. 'I had my reasons. Damien wouldn't let me have enough rest if I mentioned it to him. He'd be asking me every second when you're actually going to arrive' Humor underlined her words as she said them..I chuckled deeply, still patting Damien on the shoulders. 'If I were in his shoes, I would do the same thing.' .He finally let me go, giving me the grace to rise back to my feet. My legs wobbled a bit from the long minutes of staying in that crouched position. I held the table for balance then eventually made it to my seat..'If you stand too long, your legs might start to have some funny reactions to it' I mentioned.Dora rolled her eyes, stepping farther into the office and settling on one of the sofas.'The visit was quite a surprise..''Damien and I were coming back from Tiffany's so we decided to stop by'My forehead wrinkled at the name. 'I never knew you both developed that close relationship. It's beautiful though.' I sincerely said, reme
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir If only I knew he's going to be here
~Lauren~I inhaled the floral scent of the air within the compound while assessing the building of the newly built medical school. It was a standard one. Aesthetic enough to the eyes. The building was made with mostly glasses, allowing it to seem very delicate. With my head held high, I proceeded to walk into the event hall when my eyes caught a familiar figure. A small smile found way to my lips. 'Lauren..' Joan yelled out my name from the hall entrance, her face lighting up amusingly. She ran towards my direction, squeezing me into an involuntary hug. 'You made it!' she beamed, grabbing my palm simultaneously.'Like I have an option. I already promised you. I couldn't break it' I responded, now embracing her in a voluntary hug. She reciprocated the act, squeezing me real hard than the first time. Once I started struggling to breathe, I pulled away. She searched behind me as if expecting a second party. My forehead creased in confusion while I followed her line of sight. 'Is there
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir I see you've moved on
Lauren~Bloopers. Why didn't I make up an excuse and stay back home. If at all I did that, she won't be able to tell whether it's a real or fake. If only I knew he was going to be present. Why didn't Joan tell me he's part of an invited guest? Maybe she didn't know.. I answered my own question.The way Joan squeezed my palm reassuringly and mouthed 'It's okay' made me know she saw through my nervousness.I inhaled deeply and concentrated on her father even though I didn't hear a thing he said. The opening ceremony came to a close and guests started to leave while others remained for the aftermath celebration.Joan chose to play dirty a little when she gazed to Christian's table and winked at him, an alluring smile on her face. My heart skipped a beat. I was undoubtedly envious. She shouldn't look at him that way. She shouldn't even talk to him let alone wink him. He's supposed to be mine alone. I screamed in my head. Out of the corner of my eyes, I sensed her body guard stiffen at her
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir I love you, Christian
Lauren~'I see you've moved on' I said the stupidest words before I had an ounce of control over my mouth. Anyways, I kept my head high, acting like I wasn't myself, astonished at how blatantly the words got off.'Excuse me?' he rhetorically mentioned, his concentration stuck on me.I went on, very much aware this conversation will cost me earnest regret later. Perhaps, the four extra glasses of alcoholic wine I gulped down before coming outside is starting to already taking effect. I breathed heavily.'Isn't that a woman you ended the call with seconds ago?' I scoffed, shaking my head mockingly.'So what? How is that a problem to you?' His question didn't come out harshly. 'You've moved on now?, you're seeing another woman. You're so unconcerned about finding answers to questions you have in mind?'He cocked his head. 'Make me understand you, Lauren' He icily demanded.'Don't you care about your mum also? Don't you want to meet her again? Ask her why she left you in the first place?
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Shall we confirm
Christian~She recoiled at my sight, sheepishly disappeared into the house and left me standing outside without an invitation in. However, the door was left open so I walked in, also helped myself to a chair.'I... I didn't e... expect t... to see you here' she stammered. I sensed her discomfort. She was holding the tv remote way too hard.'How about Aiden. Where's he at?''He's out to a friend's''He doesn't answer my calls anymore, now. I was hoping I'd use the opportunity to see him'.She twitched her face. 'He's trying to move on, Christian. He doesn't want to get involved and later in the line, get ditched again.'A bile formed in my throat. 'He should give me one more chance though.'She scoffed, eyeing me in dissatisfaction. It was the first eye contact we had since I stepped in. 'Well, it's not up to me.' she spelt her words out.I inclined my head. I'd work on seeing and talking things out with the lad. I'm not sure how stubborn be is or how long it's going to take but I'll s
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Fired
There are no real friendships, no true relationships, and even if the feelings somehow turn genuine, they're immediately muddled by the talks of business and incessant urges to tie the knot in marriage if the family is a favourable one. Only if the family is a favourable one. If it isn't then they do everything to ruin those feelings and create discord between the ones involved. It was a messy life filled with pretense, politics and numbers. It made me sick to the bones. My father has apparently disowned me because I have yet again disappointed him after he fixed a wedding for me without my knowledge. I found out at the last second and fled, causing a effect I didn't quite expect and I didn't regret either. Apparently, I underestimated the publicity of this particular event and it spread pretty quickly that the daughter of one of the most influential businessmen in the country ran away from her wedding. People were quick to point fingers at my father, accusing him of forcing his
A Mail
Raising a kid isn't exactly easy, you know," she said. "We're not suffering yet, but we're struggling. I would very much like to walk away from her, give you the middle finger and pray you die in an accident on your way back, but I can't." I flinched as she said those words. I forgot that she was also quite emotionally violent when she wants to be. "Why not?" She chuckled at my question. "Weird. Normally, one would be happy when they realize that they can't be cursed to death." I shrugged. "I can't say that I don't deserve it. Sometimes I wish for the same thing too." She gave a surprised look before continuing. "We need help, and even though you are a heartless, devilish, godforsaken, rotten, disgusting piece of shit, you have the ability to help us. You are rich and we aren't. Raising my daughter has been the greatest joy of my life even with our current situation, so raising her in a comfortable environment where she would be happy promises to bring even better joy. Despite t
A Humble request
The aroma of sizzling seafood pleasantly assaulted my nostrils as I looked around in search of the blonde beauty I came here for. I found her at the far corner of the restaurant sitting by a window wall and staring directly at me. I tensed up for a few seconds at the intensity of her stare but eventually relaxed as I walked towards her table. Even if I'm apologetic, I still have a reputation to uphold. I'm not gonna appear weak in front of her. "Hi, Donna," I flashed my best smile at her as I sat down on the seat opposite hers. "Hi," she said, her melodious voice filtering into my ears like a song. "It's...uh...nice to see you again," I said awkwardly. "I can't say the same, sorry," she shrugged. "I'd rather be with my child right now, or working." "Speaking of your child," I looked around her. "Where is.....your child?" "You don't know the gender, do you?" she asked and I shamefully looked away. I couldn't bring myself to answer that. "Well, she's okay, and happy where she is."
Meeting Donna
AUDREY HEPBURN I calmly exited my room once I was done with my exaggerated preparations to meet Donna. The maids gave me an apprehensive look as I made my way down the stairs before bowing respectfully as they hurried past me to do their jobs. "Good morning, sir," they said before heading in multiple directions and focusing on their chores. Even then, I could feel the tension in the air caused by my presence. "Everyone's acting like I'm the first person to attempt a murder on planet earth," I thought as I rolled my eyes. "There's a woman literally being called the worst human in the country and they just wouldn't ignore my little transgression." "Good morning, Audrey my boy," a calm sonorously thin voice greeted from behind me and placed a small frail hand on my back. "You look good today." I turned around with a sigh of relief as the old but beautiful nanny Helen graced me with her beautiful smile. She's been my nanny ever since I can remember and devoted all of her life to raisi
Free but not free
AUDREY HEPBURN The alarm clock blared in my ear causing me to slam it quiet with a groan. Rolling over on my bed, I let out a sigh. "I don't want to leave my room today." Just like every other day, I don't want to have to leave this room. I don't deserve to. My world has been turned upside down since that incident with Christian and sincerely, it's all my fault. I can't even blame it on anyone else. At the time, it seemed like the best course of action but now that I think about it, attempting to kill your step brother just because of a misunderstanding is quite extreme and malicious. Especially if it turns out that the woman you believed to be your mother was a lying bitch and you were infact biological brothers with the same step brother you tried to kill. That just brings it to a whole other level of terror. That was exactly what I did and now I feel like shit. For the most part of my life, I've always seen Christian as my step brother. I've always envied him, hated that he
Fired
There are no real friendships, no true relationships, and even if the feelings somehow turn genuine, they're immediately muddled by the talks of business and incessant urges to tie the knot in marriage if the family is a favourable one. Only if the family is a favourable one. If it isn't then they do everything to ruin those feelings and create discord between the ones involved. It was a messy life filled with pretense, politics and numbers. It made me sick to the bones. My father has apparently disowned me because I have yet again disappointed him after he fixed a wedding for me without my knowledge. I found out at the last second and fled, causing a effect I didn't quite expect and I didn't regret either. Apparently, I underestimated the publicity of this particular event and it spread pretty quickly that the daughter of one of the most influential businessmen in the country ran away from her wedding. People were quick to point fingers at my father, accusing him of forcing his
The search
He was mocking me," I retorted. "Who in their right mind, would risk their reputation and business influence over a murderer's nobody daughter. For all I know, he might just be thinking of using me for some publicity stunt, and the last thing I need right now is more publicity." She sighed again. "From my standpoint, it seemed like he was genuinely trying to help. You were the one being difficult." I swallowed hard, the truth of her words hitting me but my obstinacy wouldn't let me succumb. 'I was trying to protect myself.' 'You've been so hard on yourself lately, Tiffany. Please, relax. Open up to someone who seems to understand more. He said nothing wrong' earlier, You turned his words against him and made it into something offensive." "Didn't you hear him yelling at me?" She let out yet another sigh. "It's hard to not be frustrated when the person you're trying to help isn't letting you help." "I don't need his help," I hissed. "I don't want anything to do with him." She let
Tiffany's adamancy
I placed my hand in my pocket and slowly brought out my business card, then proceeded to carefully lay it on the table before backing away. "Call me when you've calmed down," I said as I headed out. "I'm sorry for the things I said." "Yeah, get out," she hissed. "And make sure to close the door behind you." With a heavy heart and a little anger at her reluctance to listen to or believe me, I closed the door behind, letting out a sigh before making my way to the car. My phone rang as I opened my car door and the caller ID was Courtney's, making me think twice about answering. I really am not in the mood for her requests and taunts. "What?" I asked as I reluctantly answered the call. "I assume it didn't go well?" "It's none of your business," I retorted. "What do you want, Courtney? I'm busy." "Well, first of all, stop using that tone with me," she warned. "Second, I think we can still find ways to help clear her name." "Nevermind that," I sighed as I got into the car. "She doe
You pity me?
"Would it kill you to say thank you?" she rolled her eyes as she revved her car engine. "You know what, never mind. Thank me by funding my newest project. Surely that's easier for you than saying the words, right?" I ignored her as I adjusted my clothes and walked away from her car. I crossed the road swiftly and headed for the house with my head down, hoping that she doesn't recognise me before I approach her door. I knocked on the door, praying again that the door opens before she realizes that I'm the one. It seems like luck's on my side as she opened the door while looking behind her. "Delivery?" she asked, her eyes still focused on something behind her. "Hi, Tiff." She froze at the sound of my voice. She remained frozen for a few minutes, as if trying to convince herself that she hadn't just heard my voice. "I know you heard me," I added as the silence stretched longer. She slowly turned her head to look at me and immediately gasped. "Oh, hell no." She tried to close th
