Jade could hardly believe that this was real. She was getting married to the heir of the DeVille empire. To the people that knew her, she was a cause for envy. She had her parents' wealth and now she was going to get her man's wealth. It was as if life couldn't get better for her. Everytime she peeked from the book she was reading to stare at the man sitting in front of her, she felt jittery in her stomach. They called it butterflies but this wasn't butter. No, they were dollar bills flying around her stomach. She had known happiness so many times in her life but thinking back, surely nothing can top this. The man sitting down reading a magazine under the shade in the back garden of her house, was a dream come true for her. "I think you should organize a family meeting,'' Jade suggested, "so the relationship between our families can be better". If Jade's eyes weren't shrouded in the pursuit for wealth then she would've been able to see the slight change in Wesley's expressio
The following morning, jade woke up with a frown on her face. This was because she had checked her phone but there wasn't a single text message from Wesley. Her thoughts were running wild and there were so many scenarios playing in her head. And the most vivid one was Wesley running for the hills. She had been told by many of her exes that she was too intense, too into things. Sbe badly dismissed those words and thought they were being too melodramatic. However, seeing that there had been no news from Wesley, and that she was the only one putting in efforts in the relationship, she feared that he was going to say the same thing about her or even worse, he wasn't going to say anything but just simply abandoned her to remain in the relationship. Jade feared for the worst that she couldn't sleep a wink the night before. She decided to send another text message to inform him that she would be at the DeVille company headquarters in a few hours. She waited for a reply but none came. Sh
Without wasting time, Kraig took Carolene away leaving jade standing there. He drove straight to the bank where he had to take the money from and then went back home. It was all over the news that Wesley had been kidnapped and so when Kraig showed up at the bank, he was attended to in a heartbeat except he was informed that the money would need a few hours to be prepared. Kraig thought back to what the kidnapper had said, the next day would be the last. He had been thinking of coming back to the bank the next day but as he recalled, he figured that there wouldn't be enough time and so he waited. The bank finally gave him.the amount he requested when the sun was ready to set. He called the number again: "I have the money, where should I meet you?" He asked. THe call dropped immediately which got him very confused but in less than a minute, his phone vibrated with an address. The person who had kidnapped him was making such demands knowing that if he gave them more than a dayz
The instructor was gripping Carolene's waist too tightly. The groom was expected to be outraged but he wasn't, he was staring at the scene with his head far away from what was happening. He did see what was going on, but he was too deep into his own problems to care and moreover, Carolene didn't really seem to mind the needless touches. She actually seemed to be enjoying the attention. Because why else would the instructor have his hand around her waist as he led her to practice her bridal walk? And there were also the smiles she was throwing at him which vaguely reminded him of the night he had gotten her pregnant. He wondered if her smile had been anything like the one she had on. The instructor was intrigued, probably because he could hold another man's wife in the indecent way he wanted. Yes, his hand was inching towards her butt. Kraig finally couldn't stand it anymore, he loudly cleared his throat. "Do you have to hold her while she walks? I'm not getting married to a cripp
Derek was mad that his hook up had been ruined. The knock on the door had stopped him from pouncing on the young girl he had met a few days ago. When he opened the door and saw Kraig standing there, the first thing that came to his awareness was the deep hatred he has for him. There was also the question of whether Kraig was working part time here arose in his head. And he also wondered if Kraig had seen him with other women as he surely did today. Kraig was furious, his fists were tightened as he glared at the man before him. He had seen in his eyes that he had been surprised to see him and equally worried as well and it wasn't hard to guess what worried him. However, that shock, that worry alk dissolved and a smirk arose on his face. "Why do you care about shit that has nothing to do with you?" Derek asked as he leaned against the door frame. Kraig furrowed his eyebrows confused, but like he thought Derek was not worth his time, he turned away to start leaving. Derek held him
Jade and Wesley were busy sorting out the wedding invitations. They were multitasking as they both had slices of pizza on their mouths as they ate as well. They were both seated on the floor close to the table in the living room. They were the only ones who were left downstairs as the others had already made their way to their beds. They had been at this chore for hours before Wesley couldn't take it anymore, he leaned and rested his back against a couch that was behind him. "Tired?" Jade asked as she chuckled. "Burnt out" he said, "this is so much work". Jade chuckles, "and to think it's such a simple wedding". Wesley nodded his head as he laughed a bit. He rested whilst jade continued with what they were doing. The silence was all that flowed between them but it had been so for a while. Weskey decided to break the silence; "when will you take over the company?" Jade smiled wondering if this was what she had to deal with due to her choice of getting married to an heir, a ma
It was morning, the sun had risen only less than two hours ago. Weskey, who had slept in the car, drove the vehicle to the DeVille's mansion. He contemplated alighting the vehicle knowing damn well that the people in the house did not like him, but he had to try his luck. He came down from the car and walked into the mansion. He met his uncle, Kraig and Carolene all having breakfast together and as they all saw him, their faces turned ugly, just like the gray walls of the dining room. Weskey hated the color gray and the absurd flowers that were placed against the gray walls. He wondered if the interior designer had thought it was good to put such absurdity there. "What are you doing here, Wesley?" Mr DeVille rose to his feet in rage. Kraig instantly followed but his stance did not take the position of anger, instead he placed his hand around his grandfather's body to make sure the man doesnt over exert himself. But Mr DeVille was too angry to even start thinking about his heal
Jade frowned, "is this you trying to beg me to leave Wesley for you? No matter what you do, I'm going to spend the rest of my life with him". "Wesley is not who you think he is" Kraig said, "jade, listen to me, you will regret getting married to him". Jade shook her head, she believed Kraig's words were coming from a place of jealousy and envy, from a heart that yearns for her. She believed these were the actions of a man who was hopelessly in love with her. And to tell the truth, she was disgusted by it. She hated the idea of catching the eyes of a poor driver. She hated that he saw her and had the disgusting idea that they could be together and have lots of fun which will obviously include sex. She looked at the man before him, though he was definitely not ugly, it still evoked some kind of disgust in her knowing that he was broke. Everything about Kraig was disgusting. "You're just so fucking jealous. I'm gonna get married to Wesley and our companies will merge and everything