Bond To The Mogul

Love Long Run

I woke up with a banging headache, looking around me I saw the things I had broken last night in a fit of rage. I couldn’t believe Carson would do this to me. I had always taught we were endgame and I bragged about him to my friends. I mean I was dating the second richest guy in the country. I played the part of a good girlfriend patiently waiting for the day he’d ask me to marry him. No! I wasn’t going to let everything I worked hard for go down the drain, I loved carter with al my heart and We belonged together.

I pulled out my phone and texted Gracia my best friend, telling her I was on my way to her house.

When I got there she was already dressed to go out. She looked at me and immediately knew something was wrong.

“Are you okay?” She asked worriedly

I opened my mouth to talk but I burst into fresh tears.

“Carter is getting married” I cried out.

“I don’t understand, to who? She asked confused.

“I don’t even know the b***h” I said, my voice shaking.

“I’m still so confused, start again, right from the beginning”.

I told her exactly what happened.

“This is crazy, I still can’t wrap my head around it. So what are you going to do?” She asked holding my hand

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“I don’t know for now, but I’m not going to give up on us, I love him more than anything Gracia. And I’ll do what I can to keep him.

“That’s my girl” Gracia smiled, pulling me for a hug.

ANNA’S POV

I sat on the kitchen counter cutting carrots for dinner, Mum was making curried chicken, my favorite. I guess she’s trying to cheer me up or something, either way it was working. I felt better than I had in days. Dad kept to his word. He hasn’t mentioned a word about the wedding to me since our last conversation. I had googled Carter Sharpe last night, trying to learn everything I could about him. First of all there were many fake accounts with his name, mostly scammers who wanted to deceive innocents. But there was a picture of him I particularly liked. He was on a beach clad in nothing but blue shorts. He had a rare smile on his face and his rippled muscles glistened in the sun. He was very good looking, and that part scared me a little, he probably had tons of beautiful women throwing themselves at him, would he be faithful?. What was I thinking? Why would he be faithful to someone he’d never met his whole life, someone he didn’t love?. I didn’t have any answers. I sighed and returned to my carrots.

Mum came in few minutes later to finish the cooking, as she walked in I admired her physique, she was so young and beautiful that we could pass as siblings. As she added more veggies to the sauce I turned a small batter for pie. We worked in silence till she spoke up.

“How are you feeling?” She asked gently

“Oh I’m okay, my hands hurt a little” I sighed.

“No I mean how are you feeling here” she asked touching my chest.

“I’m fine, I still can’t believe, I mean it’s crazy”

“Crazy indeed” she said thoughtfully.

“You know” she continued. “I and your father didn’t know each other much before we got married”.

I was a bit surprised, I had always assumed them to be young lovers who fell in love, got married and had me.

“Yes, we had a one night stand and I fell pregnant with you, I told him and he stood up like a man and married me before my bump showed.

The first days weren’t easy for sure, but with time we learnt to love each other and here we are”. She finished.

“But Mum, what if it doesn’t work out like yours?”

“It will my love, all things work together in the end”. She held me.

“Come let’s the take the food out, I’m famished” she declared, already changing the topic.

Dad came in and we had our dinner in a peaceful silence. Once I was done eating I said my thanks and was about to leave the dining area when dad cleared his throat and called me back.

“Mr sharpe has invited us to dinner tomorrow night at their mansion” he said with a small smile.

“Wear something nice.”

“Okay dad, goodnight”.

I walked to my room feeling anxious, and for the first time in a long time worried about my looks. I kept turning and tossing the whole night and I couldn’t sleep so I texted Lena and told her everything, I know dad said we should keep it to ourselves for now but I had no one to talk to and she was my best friend since kindergarten, we told each other everything. When I told her she insisted on coming over to dress me. I laughed and told her no need. I’ll just pick something simple from my wardrobe. She wished me best of luck and made me promise to text her that night on how things went, I did and shut my eyes, feeling sleep wash over me.

I woke up with a slight feeling of apprehension, but I tried to shove that down. It was just dinner, right? Carrying on with the wash, reading, running errands, whatever I could do to keep myself busy and stop my mind from wondering all day proved to be pretty killing. With passing time, I felt enough nervous energy to make its home in my chest. I had no clue why. Perhaps it was just that this dinner felt like more than just a simple gathering.