Chapter 9
Bryan Samuel
“Hey ladies” Sky said in a fake high–pitched voice as he approached us. We’re all at our usual club, having fun as always.
“Fuck you, Sky” Anthon hissed and we all laugh.
“Where’s Brandon?” He asked, taking a seat beside me.
“Busy with work, I guess. He couldn’t make it tonight” Steven answered.
Sky ordered a drink before Anthon turned to face me. “Bryan….?” He called.
“Hmmm” I hummed with a raised brow as I sipped my drink.
“Do you truly want to marry, Emily?” He questioned whilst I gave him a weird look.
“Look, I know you don’t joke with your words but, it feels strange at the same. I’m also aware that, you haven’t been with any other girl after what happened. between you two years ago but still, marriage isn’t something you just jump. into like that, Bryan. It requires a lot of things and, I don’t think we have that yet”
“What do you mean?”
If
“She’s Brandon’s sister. Getting her hurt is like hurting Brandon, one of us. you truly need a wife, why don’t you just find one of those girls out there? At least, if something goes sour in the future, it won’t cause any problem between you and Brandon” he added again.
I sighed as I gulped down all of my drink in one goal before pouring another one into my cup. “Y’all still don’t understand me, do you? You think I was joking when I said I’m in love with Emily? I’m in love with her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her” I said in a serious tone.
They don’t seem to take me seriously. Maybe, it’s because I didn’t show how serious I’m concerning this issue.
“Well, if you love her that much then, I give you my blessing. I wish you both all the best‘ Sky said, raising his glass of drink for a toast.
Fuck you, man l’hissed and toast with him.
Yeah, we wish you all the best, man” Steven said too.
nod my head and at the same time, feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
It was a message from Jessica.
“Hey, handsome brother–in–law, Care to join us for a fitting? The designer just called now to tell me your wife’s dress is ready so, we’re going for fitting“– the
text says.
I can’t help but to reply her immediately. “Address?”
I don’t know why but, the eagerness to see her just erupted in me out of the blue after seeing the text. This is also a chance for me to know how she’s fairing now. Her brother told me she fell sick a few days ago even though, she’s fine now. But, I never called her and that’s because I know she would never pick up my calls. Instead. I decided to always ask after her through Brandon. and Jessica.
She texted me the address almost immediately and I jumped up from my
seat.
“Hey, where are you going?” Steven ask.
“To Emily.”
“What? Why? Is everything okay with her?” Anthon looks worried as he asks.
“Yeah, everything is fine. I gotta go” I gulp down my drink one last time before rushing out of the club.
I got to the location before them and decided to wait for them in my car. I can’t help but imagine the look on her face when she arrives and sees me here.
She will be shocked, right?
I bet so.
Waiting there for like what seemed forever, a familiar car dove in… It was Brandon’s.
got out of my car and leaned on it. I don’t know why but for some weird reason. I’m so eager to see the look on her face when she comes out of that car to see me standing here.
And, just like I had predicted. As she hopped down from her brother’s car, her eyes almost popped out of its socket when she saw me.
“Y… You?!!” She said, walking closer to me.
“Yes, me” I replied, arrogantly and smiling too.
“What are you doing here?! Aren’t you supposed to be in Los Angeles by now?”
She’s right. I was here for Fred’s wedding but what she doesn’t know is, the actual reason that brought me here was her.
I intend to seize the opportunity of her break up with her boyfriend to make her mine. The fact that I’ve always known he was cheating on her with her best friend for years yet, I didn’t bother to make it known to her.
I would have done that if I had wanted to but, It’s just… Somewhat interesting. and funny to watch.
I’ve been waiting for the right time to claim her as mine and now, is the time. to do that. There’s no way I’m going to forget how perfect she looked under me on the bed years ago. She wouldn’t stop screaming my name and begging for more.
I would be lying if I said, I wasn’t surprised to be her first. Many girls of her age, would have slept with tons of men already. I could have stopped us from having anything together that night but, I just couldn’t control myself. There’s just this weird thing I felt when she was around me.
She left the next following morning even before I woke up and I wasn’t even bothered. All my thought was, she’s going to be like those one–night stand girls as usual. I wasn’t bothered about her even though, I couldn’t stop remembering what happened between us that night. How her slim, warm hands roam all through my b*dy and how perfect and innocent she looks under me.
I continued my playboy ways as usual but, whenever I tried to have something to do with other girls, all I saw was her innocent face. I couldn’t do a single thing properly without calling her name or having her thoughts in my head.
The torture continued for almost 2 years before I realized how much I loved her. It took me long and when I did, she was already in a relationship with someone else. I felt it would be hard to claim her as mine and give her some
space.
Now, I’m back to claim her as mine which made me decide to relocate back here in New York.., just for her.
“Well, sweetheart. In a couple of weeks now, we will become a real couple as husband and wife. We would also be having kids after our marriage. Don’t you. think, I should start making plans for our future?”
“What are you talking about?” She looks confused.
“I’m planning to reside here permanently. I’m bringing my company’s main branch here in New York, my love.”
After staring at me for a few seconds, she ended up chuckling. “You’re joking, right?”
“No, my love. I’m damn serious” I replied with a serious look on my face.
“Whatever! I don’t care to know what you plan on doing with your life, Bryan. The question here is, how in the world did you know that we’ll be coming here?”
“Erm… I told him” We both heard Jessica say.
“But you-
“Okay, that’s enough guys. Time is running out. You girls need to do the fitting. as soon as possible so we can go back home. I’m already exhausted” Brandon said but a wink afterwards.
Pass 1
I smiled a little and suddenly took her off guard by sneaking my hand around her waist to draw her closer to my b*dy.
“W… What are you doing?” She glared hard at me as she struggled to remove my hand from her waist but I was firm with my grip… Though, not too tight to hurt her.
“My love, I’m sure you know that paparazzi are here watching my every move. They always want something to say about me. It’s either you act like a loving and caring fiancee or, I do that for you as I k*ss that S**y l*p of yours right now.
her shiver.
I’m glad, I still have this effect on her despite her proving that she doesn’t care.
about me.
Emily Thompson
It’s been 10 minutes since we arrived here at the store but it’s getting frustrating already.
Why?
Because Bryan is here with us. Not only that, all three dresses the designer made for both Jessy and I, kept being rejected by Bryan. He insists with a silly excuse that they’re not nice. He kept rejecting everything.
He made it look like the dresses were made for him and not me..
The fourth dress the designer brought, Bryan didn’t allow me to try it. “Okay, that’s enough. Nothing is enticing about this dress. We won’t be needing any of this. Thank you” He said to the designer guy and his face fell as a result of sadness.
I bet, he put in a lot of work into making the dress and Bryan just rejected everything without a valid and tangible reason.
“What do you mean we won’t be needing the dress? It’s not your decision to make, Bryan Samuel” I hissed, rolling my eyes.
“Future Mrs. Bryan Samuel, it’s my decision to make because you’re going to be my wife.” He said, stealing a k*ss from me. “Come on guys, we need to leave. now” He added as he faced my brother.
ome on, let’s go home”
I wanted to protest but Brandon beat me to it. “Sure, come on,
“But we haven’t –”
“Bryan will take care of everything. Don’t worry, Emily” Brandon caressed my hair and smiled then walked out of the store. Jessica runs after him
immediately leaving behind Bryan and I.
“I’m… I’m so sorry. I know it took you a lot of work to make this dress but as
it’s now, L. I can’t take them. He will compensate you for all the stress you put in making the dress I said with a fake smile on my face as I turned to Bryan.
“What? Why should I pay him?” He look surprised. He wasn’t expecting me to say that
“He’s right, ma’am. Mr Samuel doesn’t have to pay me anything. It’s just a dress and I will definitely get someone else to buy it” The guy said, gently. Like, he doesn’t want to provoke Bryan.
I know, he’s only scared of Bryan. Everyone knows who he is and what he’s capable of doing so, he’s taking advantage of that.
Brute!
“No, he will pay you now. Please, call your account number” I said to the designer with a fake smile still plastered on my face.
Turning to face Bryan again, I leaned my b*dy on him and whispered in his ear. “If you don’t want me to do something crazy right now, you better compensate this guy, Bryan. Don’t be a wicked and selfish man. Not everyone you can take advantage of just like you did with me‘ I said to him in at threatening tone.
“You know what?” He asked, whispering in my ear.
“What?”
“I love the closeness between us right now. If doing this will only make you closer to me then, I’m going to keep doing that every blessed day” he said, smiling like an idiot who just won a lottery.
“You wish” I hissed and walked out of the store only to see that Brandon’s car was gone.
What in the world is going on here?! I can’t believe they left me here with this evil of a man!
Betrayals!
“Looking for something?”
“Oh my goodness!” I jolt in fear as I hear a voice say to my ear before realizing that it’s actually Bryan.
son
Angoing with him al segle was going felle som med
“You scared me!” I hissed, glaring at him..
“Sorry babe. Didn’t mean to scare you” he said and stole a k*ss again from my l*p.
Is this man crazy?!
“Stop calling me your babe because I’m not”
“Alright then. What about wifey?” He asked with a fake innocent smile on his face.
“Whatever!” Rolling my eyes at his silly behavior, I walked towards his car and hopped in. Arguing with him all