Alex stood at the altar of the Drake family's private floating palace, his palms sweating as he adjusted his collar for the hundredth time. The venue was a marvel of engineering and luxury, suspended high above New Terra's glittering cityscape.
"Nervous?" Maxwell Drake whispered from beside him, a smirk playing on his lips.
Alex swallowed hard. "Just... taking it all in."
"Oh, I'm sure you are," Maxwell chuckled. "Quite a step up from fixing hover cars, isn't it?"
Before Alex could respond, the music swelled, and Eleanor appeared at the far end of the aisle. She was a vision in white, her gown adorned with precious gems that caught the light with every step.
As Eleanor glided towards him, Alex couldn't help but notice the whispers and stares from the assembled guests. He caught snippets of their conversations:
"Who is this Alex Carter?"
"I heard he's from the slums..."
"Eleanor must have lost her mind..."
Alex gritted his teeth, forcing a smile as Eleanor reached him. She took his hand, her grip firm and reassuring.
"Ready, darling?" she murmured.
Alex nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
The officiator began the ceremony, his voice resonating through the floating palace. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."
Suddenly, the lights flickered and went out. Gasps and murmurs of alarm rippled through the crowd.
"What's happening?" Alex whispered to Eleanor.
"Stay calm," she replied, her voice steady. "It's probably just a minor glitch."
After a tense moment, the lights came back on. Eleanor's face was composed, but Alex noticed a hint of worry in her eyes.
The ceremony continued, and soon it was time for the vows. Alex's voice trembled slightly as he recited the words he'd memorized. Eleanor, in contrast, spoke with perfect poise and confidence.
As they exchanged rings, Alex couldn't shake the feeling that he was sealing his fate with this golden band.
The reception that followed was a whirlwind of introductions and congratulations. Alex felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of important people vying for his attention.
"Mr. Carter," a portly man in an expensive suit approached him. "Congratulations on your nuptials. I must say, your rise has been... meteoric."
Alex forced a smile. "Thank you, Mr...?"
"Hargrove. Planetary Resources Committee," the man replied, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. "I look forward to seeing how you... contribute to Drake Industries."
As Hargrove moved away, Alex overheard him muttering to another guest, "Mark my words, there's more to this Carter fellow than meets the eye."
Alex's unease grew as he noticed more and more people eyeing him with a mixture of suspicion and interest. He was about to seek out Eleanor when a server approached with a small, ornate box.
"A gift for you, Mr. Carter," the server said, handing him the box before disappearing into the crowd.
Alex opened it carefully, revealing a small, pulsing device he didn't recognize. There was no card, no indication of who had sent it.
"What's that, darling?" Eleanor appeared at his side, her eyes fixed on the mysterious gift.
Before Alex could respond, a hand gripped his arm, pulling him away from the crowd. He found himself face to face with Jared, the man who had first approached him about his father.
"Alex," Jared hissed, his eyes darting around nervously. "I don't have much time. You need to be careful."
"What are you talking about?" Alex demanded. "And how did you get in here?"
Jared's grip tightened. "Listen to me. Eleanor isn't who you think she is. She was married to my brother, and she... she destroyed our family."
Alex's heart raced. "What do you mean? What did she do?"
"I can't explain everything now," Jared said urgently. "But you're in danger. Eleanor Drake is not to be trusted. She-"
"Alex?" Eleanor's voice cut through the noise of the reception. "Where are you, darling?"
Jared's eyes widened in panic. "I have to go. Watch your back, Alex. And whatever you do, don't-"
But before he could finish, Jared melted into the crowd, leaving Alex standing alone, his mind reeling with questions and doubts.
"There you are!" Eleanor appeared, linking her arm through his. "Come, darling. It's time to greet the Drake Industries board members."
As Eleanor led him away, Alex couldn't shake Jared's warning from his mind. What had he gotten himself into? And more importantly, how was he going to find the truth in this world of secrets and lies?
The wedding celebration continued around him, but for Alex, the real challenges were just beginning.
The crystal-clear waters of Paradisio lapped gently against the shore of their private beach. Alex lounged on a hover-chair, sipping a neon blue cocktail that tasted like stardust and dreams. Eleanor emerged from their luxurious bungalow, her silhouette perfect against the setting triple suns."Darling, are you ready for dinner?" Eleanor called out, her voice as smooth as silk.Alex sat up, still unused to the constant pampering. "Uh, yeah. Sure. Where are we going tonight?"Eleanor laughed, a tinkling sound that seemed almost rehearsed. "Oh, Alex. We're not going anywhere. The chef is preparing a seven-course meal for us right here on the beach.""Another private dinner?" Alex sighed. "Don't you think we should, I don't know, mingle with other people?"Eleanor's smile tightened slightly. "Darling, we're here to enjoy each other's company. Besides, we have so much to discuss about your future at Drake Industries."As they sat down at the elaborately set table, Alex couldn't help but f
The hover-limo glided to a stop in front of the imposing Drake mansion. Alex stepped out, his eyes widening at the sheer scale of the building."Welcome home, darling," Eleanor said, linking her arm through his.As they approached the grand entrance, the doors swung open automatically. A tall, distinguished man in an impeccable suit bowed slightly."Welcome back, Madam Eleanor," he said. "And welcome to Drake Manor, Mr. Carter."Eleanor smiled. "Alex, this is Jameson, our head butler. He'll see to your every need."Alex nodded, feeling uncomfortable. "Nice to meet you, Jameson.""The pleasure is mine, sir," Jameson replied, his eyes never leaving Alex's face. "Shall I show you to your quarters?"As they walked through the mansion, Alex felt increasingly overwhelmed. "This place is... enormous," he whispered to Eleanor.She laughed. "Oh, darling, you'll get used to it. Now, let me introduce you to the rest of the staff."A whirlwind of introductions followed - maids, cooks, groundskeep
As Alex Carter leaned over a faulty drone, the strong scent of burnt electronics permeated the air, while his experienced hands worked with careful accuracy. The repair shop's dim lighting stretched shadows over his face, emphasizing the resolve in his eyes."Get a move on, you little rascal," Alex murmured, skillfully fixing a damaged wire.Alex's face lit up with a triumphant smile as the drone's lights turned on. His brief triumph was interrupted by the sound of the shop's bell, indicating the arrival of new customers.A familiar voice filled with condescension said, "Well, well, look who it is, Alex Carter."Alex felt a wave of disappointment when he saw Claire and Fiona, his old high school classmates. They walked in casually, their high-end clothing standing out against the dirty environment."Ladies," Alex said with a polite smile. "How may I assist you?"Claire flicked her impeccably styled hair back. "Our hovercraft is experiencing some issues." Do you think you're up for it,
Walking through the sliding doors, Alex was hit by the overpowering antiseptic smell of the hospital. He acknowledged familiar staff members with a nod before his feet guided him to Room 307. He inhaled deeply, plastered on a grin, and entered."Mom," Alex softly greeted, coming closer to the bed where his frail mother lay, her eyes brightening as she saw him."Alex, my son!" she cried out, her voice feeble yet brimming with affection. I was not anticipating your presence today. Aren't you supposed to be working?"Alex pulled up a chair beside her bed. "I got off early. Thought I'd surprise you."His mother reached out a thin hand, which Alex took gently. "You work too hard, sweetheart. I worry about you.""I'm fine, Mom. Really," Alex assured her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "How are you feeling today?"She waved her free hand dismissively. "Oh, you know. Same old, same old. But never mind me. Tell me about your day."Alex hesitated, not wanting to burden her with the reality o
As Alex made his way home, the streets of New Terra were filled with noise and movement. A flurry of concerns about his mother's medical expenses occupied his thoughts as he was suddenly drawn to a disturbance up ahead."Someone shouted, 'Eleanor Drake!'"Curiosity getting the best of him, Alex pushed his way through the growing crowd. In the center of the road was a shiny silver hovercraft, with its engine spluttering and emitting smoke.An agitated aide shouted for a mechanic while attempting to ward off the staring spectators.Alex's eyes opened wide as he identified the woman who was standing next to the vehicle. Eleanor Drake, who ranks third in wealth among all individuals in the solar system, appeared thoroughly unimpressed with her present circumstances.Suddenly, two men darted forward, tools in hand."Hey!" Alex shouted, realizing their intent. He lunged forward, grabbing one by the collar. "They're trying to steal the engine parts!"The crowd rushed forward, and the potenti
Alex's thoughts spun as he ascended the squeaky steps to his flat. The proposal from Eleanor Drake reverberated in his mind, enticing him with a promising opportunity. Deep in contemplation, he nearly bumped into Jared, his close friend and co-worker in the auto shop, as he descended the staircase."Wow, Alex!" Jared cried out while supporting him. "You appear as though you have witnessed a ghost." How are you doing?Alex paused for a moment before suddenly saying, "Jared, you won't believe what just happened."Jared lifted one eyebrow. "Test me out."While in the poorly lit stairwell, Alex retold his meeting with Eleanor Drake. Jared's eyes expanded with every word spoken."Hold up," Jared interrupted. "Eleanor Drake? The Eleanor Drake? And she proposed to you?"Alex nodded, still hardly believing it himself. "A marriage of convenience, she called it. For five years. In exchange, she'll pay for my mom's medical bills, my education, everything."Jared whistled low. "Man, that's... tha
Alex felt his heart pounding with excitement as he neared the luxurious eatery, "Starlight Soiree." The shining structure appeared to ridicule his thrift store suit and worn-out shoes. He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the upcoming conflict.Upon reaching the entrance, a smartly dressed waitress blocked his path. She glared at him with contempt in her eyes, her lip curling in revulsion as she examined him from head to toe."I'm sorry, sir," she said, her tone lacking any hint of apology. "Did you book a table in advance?"Alex stood up straight. "Yes, I have come to see Eleanor Drake. The booking needs to be in her name.The waitress lifted her eyebrows. "Is Eleanor Drake here?" I'm sorry, but I believe there must be an error. Ms. Drake would not want to be associated with someone of your social standing.Alex's face turned red. "There are no errors made." "If you only verify-"The waitress gestured to a large security guard nearby and stated that it was time for the person
As Eleanor and Alex continued their conversation, the noise in the restaurant abruptly subsided. Alex noticed Eleanor's body tense up, her eyes locked on something - or someone - in the background.A smooth, masculine voice interrupted the silence with a series of "Hmm, hmm." "What is right in front of us?"Alex glanced around and saw a tall, elegantly dressed man approaching their table. The clear similarity to Eleanor made it certain that this person was Maxwell Drake, her notorious brother.Eleanor's voice was cool as she addressed him. "Maxwell. What an unexpected surprise."Maxwell's eyes flickered between Eleanor and Alex, a predatory smile playing on his lips. "Indeed. I didn't realize you were entertaining... company tonight.""Allow me to introduce Alex Carter," Eleanor said, her tone carefully neutral. "My fiancé."Maxwell's eyebrows shot up. "Fiancé? My, my, sister dear. You have been busy."He extended a hand to Alex, who rose to shake it. Maxwell's grip was firm, almost p