FORBIDDEN LOVE: My Sister's Husband

Chapter three

CHAPTER THREE

CHRIS’S POV:

My friends had always laughed at the fact that I wanted “ love “, they would jokingly say that I could get any girl I wanted but I knew the girls were just after my looks and money. I knew love was far more than mere looks and I wanted something substantial, I wanted to be ” in love”. My friends will never understand, I’ve tried explaining but it only made them laugh harder each time.

I’ve dated a few girls in the past but they weren’t the people I pictured in my love story, until I found what I sought I’d remain single.

The waiter asked if I wanted more drink, I shook my head no as I brought out my card to settle the bill. I paid and went out of the bar. A couple held hands as they walked towards their car, I sighed as I opened my car door, I’d soon be 28 and still single.

The drive home was quiet, I was going home to an empty house again as my househelp was closed for the day. Anyway, I had some work to do and I’d better focus on that tonight. I arrived 15 minutes later and got out of the car almost immediately I put off the engine. The house was cold so I turned on the heater and went upstairs, had a quick shower, and went down to my study. I called my assistant and asked her the time for the meeting tomorrow. I’m pretty sure Sarah was tired of me as I called her at any time of the day, I paid her more than an average worker’s salary so it was fair right? After work, I got into bed and went on to check the “ MEET ME “ app I had downloaded and registered for on my way back from work this evening. I wasn’t surprised I had a lot of chat requests, I scrolled down as I checked ladies on the site. A slim blondie caught my eye, her profile she was 23 years old, and she had golden brown hair and a pure innocent smile. I felt butterflies in my belly immediately, I texted her and waited for her reply. After waiting for almost an hour, I dozed off.

The alarm clock always rang like it was inside my head, I grumbled as I lazily stretched my arm to turn it off. I entered into the bathroom to start preparing for the busy day ahead. As I went down the stairs, the sweet smell of pancakes filled my nostrils. Naomi was never late for work and she always took care of me so well, she felt like my mother. “ Hello sir ”, she said as I walked into the kitchen, “ how’re you?”, I replied back. I had three pancakes and a glass of juice and picked up my car keys to start towards the garage. Naomi ran after me and told me she needed to get some groceries later, I told her Sarah would send some money into her account at noon and she could get whatever she wanted.

“ Good morning boss “, my employees greeted me as I walked into the office building.

Sarah walked towards me and helped me carry my bag. “ Is the conference room ready?”, I asked as we walked towards the elevator. “ It is sir”, she replied back. Some of my business partners had already arrived, I greeted them and took my seat. The meeting was lengthy and I was exhausted by the time we finished. Sarah brought a quick lunch to me and I ate feeling grateful to her. After eating, I opened my phone for the first time today, ” oh what joy!” I had when I saw she had responded to my text. She had sent her number and asked that I call her outside the app. I called her immediately and held my breath as I hoped she would answer the call. “ Hello?”, a very calm feminine voice responded on the other side of the line. Her name was Mia, Mia Jones, she had just graduated from Boat University a few months ago and was still in New York. I had fallen in love with her, it was too soon I know but I couldn’t help it. We fixed a date for the next day as it was a Saturday. I had never been so excited about anything in my entire life!

Mia and I talked almost through the night, we barely slept, and she was my soul mate. I couldn’t wait to meet her in person.

Noami could see the excitement I felt the next day when she saw me, I confessed to her that I had a date later that evening. She was excited because she hadn’t seen me with a woman in a very long time, she would always nag me to bring a wife home whenever she had the opportunity to. I had an Italian suit I had never worn in my walk-in closet, I shaved my beard and took a shower. I wore my suit and applied my Versace perfume, I looked in the mirror at least thirteen times to convince myself I looked good enough. I was so nervous.

I had made reservations at a high-class Chinese restaurant I had always wanted to visit but I didn’t want to go with just

anyone. I sat nervously as I watched people walk in and out of the restaurant.

I had been distracted briefly by a text from Sarah and didn’t notice when Mia walked in. She walked up to where I was and stood beside me, it was then I noticed a presence beside me and looked up. I was marveled at what I saw, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in all my years, trust me when I say this, Mia looked more beautiful than her photos had portrayed her. I was so glad I had joined the site. I quickly stood up and said “Hello” as I handed her the bouquet of flowers I had stopped by the “lover’s garden flower shop” to get on my way here. She thanked me as she took the flowers and gave me the sweetest smile ever, she sniffed the flowers lightly as I pulled out her chair and asked her to please sit down.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her the entire dinner, we spoke like we hadn’t just met. She looked so elegant, she was like a queen. It was too soon but I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her already, I had found my soul mate.

We went on multiple dates the next couple of weeks and I was sure Mia was my wife, I had spoken to her mum a couple of times on the phone and I could tell she liked me. Mia told me about her younger sister named Amari, she had said Amari didn’t associate with people, especially men and in fact she hated them. She didn’t give an exact reason and I also didn’t think much about it as I didn’t want to pry too much, I just made up my mind to make her like me when we met.

Mia and I flew to Vegas once to visit her family and announce our wedding plans, her parents were nice but her sister wasn’t home when we arrived. When she came in, she just greeted her parents and said a quick “hello” to her sister as she went up the stairs without giving me as much as a glance. Mia assured me that she was fine and reminded me of the time she told me her sister didn’t relate well with people. I felt sad a little but I was an only child and was hoping Amari would be like a little sister to me.

I didn’t see Amari again until the wedding day and she still didn’t talk to me, not even a “ congratulations”. A year later Mia had mentioned that Amari wanted to Study medicine at Boat University, I asked her where she would be staying and suggested she come live with us. Mia asked if I was sure and I said yes. I was determined to relate with her, I didn’t know Amari was far worse than everything her sister had said. On the day Amari was to arrive, I had made sure everything was in place, I made Noami prepare a buffet. Mia wasn’t so bothered about preparations, she never bothered about anything, I was the one who always wanted to make sure everything was in place. Mia had always said “I did too much”, this complaint started a few months after we got married, she always complained about everything I did, she had accused me once of cheating with my secretary, Sarah and I had to relieve Sarah of her job and get a male secretary. I loved my wife this much and always wanted to do everything to please her.

Amari had refused me to come pick her up from the airport and I understood why but she didn’t even say “ hello” to me when she arrived at the house and even looked like she wouldn’t have done the same to her sister, she also refused me helping her with her bags even though she obviously needed the help. Dinner was quiet and I tried to make conversation with my wife and her sister but they weren’t interested, my wife was on her phone as always and her sister ignored me throughout the dinner, she didn’t even thank me for letting her live with us. Did Amari hate me because she hated men in general or she despised me especially?? I watched her as she walked up the stairs to her room, will I ever be able to make her like me or hate me less as much?