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Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Her boss asks her on a date.
Two Days Later~Lauren~I pulled my car into the under ground garage, stormed out of it before auto locking it and running into the office building. I had a crazy night yesterday with Joan and got a little drunk again. It made me sleep a little over my wake time. I started thinking of a perfect excuse to give if I get questioned. Nothing came into my head. I fought my feet into my 3 inches stiletto heels and stepped into the reception. The aura was tense than usual. The receptionist alongside her colleagues were overly concentrated on their laptop screens. Even with the sound of my heels clicking the floor, I got no attention except from the receptionist who in turn went back to work after noticing it was me. The silence was unusual, making me feel uneasy. I walked up to the receptionist in an attempt to satisfy my curiosity.'Something I don't know about?'.'The President is around' she whispered close to my ears.At the announcement, my pulse quickened. 'When did he come here?'The
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir She's dangerous
~Christian Forbes~This week has been a great one so far. The best having happened is my reconciliation with Lauren and Aiden. The importance of having people you love around you can not be underestimated. This time, I never want to break it again. Never want us to be apart anymore. I love her. I want to be a part of her, her to be a part of me. Ava walked into the office. 'Mr. Brian is here to see you'..'Let him in' I urged.Seconds after she left, Brian surfaced. 'There's a news.'My elbows leaned on my desk and I looked closely. 'Let's hear it'.'There's a connection between the man Mrs. Forbes went on a vacation with and the one who writes horrible articles about the Forbes, sir'.'What?!'He inclined his head in affirmation. 'That's right. All we need is get enough information about him, send him to the police or better still, take laws into our hands' he shrugged his shoulders.The information the PR team had prepared when I asked that they look into the article a d fish out
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir You'll have to find one that works for you.
Joan Rhyno~I hummed, allowing the mirror guide me as I applied some powder on my face. I really didn't have plans for today. Except to go to the grocery store, shop some veggies and practice new recipes. A knock. I rolled my eyes, already concluding it's no other person than emotionless, Rhodes Vivour. 'Come in' I permitted.The door knob twisted and he stepped in. Regardless of how far away he stood, I saw his shadow loom closet to me. He was huge, six ft tall if I'm right. His physique was what made my dad think he's going to be the best guard for me. That's what I thought, not what I was told. The first day o got introduced to him, I never really liked him. If only I was given the opportunity to trade him or replace him with someone else. 'Say what you've got for me''In three hours, you should be ready to go for the blind date. Mr. Rhyno specially made this one possible and he's pleading with you not to fvck this up' Rhodes told me, his indifference getting up on my nerves. Not
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir How did she get to know?
Christian~I stopped by the chairman's house after I got off work. It was a little after 7pm, quite an unusual time for my visits. I talked to him on phone today and it sounded like everything's going well. The instant I got in, I suspected something to be going on when I caught sight of two men, clad in all black entering a red Toyota Corolla. Linda was behind them, her eyes roaming here and there as if looking for an intruder to come out from the shadows.. I hid myself in a darker space, watched from a distance as the car rolled out. I looked out for the number plate and successfully got it. I'll definitely ask Lucius to make a research on it later. I waited for the next five minutes before proceeding into the house. Irritation busted through me when I saw the woman still working as a maid. She's no longer to be trusted. 'Mr. Forbes. Welcome' she acknowledged, her lost two front teeth visible as she flashed a smile. I retaliated, the only difference is my smile was forced.Linda wh
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir The scar identifies him.
-Lauren-My stomach growled, reminding me I hadn’t eaten since my coffee and bagel at breakfast. It was now near sunset. I gave up standing on the porch and went in. I tried to put aside the imagination of Christian reacting when he finds out I came back here. The usual made was at the entrance, waiting for me. Things seemed off as she didn't flash her usual welcome smile. I moved past it and relayed my pleasantries. 'Please, wait in her drawing room. She's out for now but I'm sure it's not going to take long'Why did she go out when we chose this time to meet ourselves. The maid took me to the room, offered me some fruit juice before leaving me alone. Seconds ticked by into minutes and she was yet to arrive. Getting washed up by boredom, I chose to do a little exploration. I walked into the small main patio at the back of the mansion. The view was beautiful from there. One could see the garden, the sun set, the beautiful view of the estate too. I walked towards a large hall, the din
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir The scar identifies him 2
Eight years before~ 'H..I..d...e..' she choked out, coughing out blood the more. I covered Aiden's face so he won't witness the scene. There was no where to hide even if we tried to. This was an open space. No enclosed area to escape in. She wiped her mouth with the back of her palm, struggling to get on her knees. She didn't make it halfway when a man's feet landed harshly on her back, causing her to crash back to the ground. He pressed down the side of her face. Her cheeks rubbing against the floors. 'Stop! Stop hurting her!' I cried He didn't listen. 'You silly wench, why are you still here?!' Didn't you take the money? Isn't it time for you to leave?! No one's coming to find you.' he growled. He lifted her by the collar of her dress, tightened his grip on her neck. 'Leave her alone!' I yelled again. My shouts came out as a tiny sound against blaring speakers. No effect. Another tear rolled down her eyes. She struggled to breathe. My heart churned. I'm witnessing this yet I'm
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir She's behind everything
~Christian~ Apparently, a call from Lauren was all I needed to rouse myself from my chair. The same man Linda is allegedly dating is the one behind the article publishing. Birds of a feather, flocks together... Isn't that how the saying goes? 'Sir, Are you leaving already?' Ava questioned when she bumped into me in the hallway. 'I won't be coming back today. So leave once you're done for the day' She nodded in acknowledgement. 'Yes, sir' ..... Lauren pulled me in the instant I got to her home. The manner at which she grabbed my wrists, dragged me up the stairs into her room, hastily, made me realize the urgency of what's going on or whatever she's got to say. She panted heavily when we finally arrived the confines of her room. While I found a chair to relax on, she paced the room unrelentingly. Hands on hips, lips pursed, skin covered in sweat. Her uneasiness spoke volumes but I couldn't guess what exactly it is if she doesn't say to me herself. Following few moments, she decided
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Linda's deepest secret
****Twenty two years ago**** A young aged woman stood in front of the mansion gate as it rained heavily. She held a baby whom she tried to protect from rain drops. 'Open the gate. I want to see him!' she said at the top of her voice, startling the infant in the process. For almost two hours, she'd been standing there, waiting for a response from the guards. Perhaps, he authorized the guards to never allow her assess into his house anymore. 'Go home, madam. The boss won't see you' 'He has to see me! I'm not leaving here till he does!' she clamored. Following several more minutes of obstinacy, the black metallic gates swung open. She scurried in, seeking shelter under an enclosed compartment. 'Follow me' the guard asserted. Without complain, she trailed behind him, shivering terribly from the cold she felt. She was handed over to a maid who helped her as well as the infant with new dry clothes. Memories lingered. This was once her resolve when she felt down or the need to get aw
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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
