“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We, P.S.Group, would like to make another significant announcement besides the business investments”, Mr. Hamilton stands confidently with a microphone as he speaks. The spotlight follows his every movement. The flashes of camera glow the room other than the beams from the spotlight.
Katrina and Alexander are sitting next to each other awkwardly. Alexander’s handsome face has an unreadable expression. He seems to be deep-diving into his thoughts.
While Katrina, on the other hand, feels many daggers piercing her delicate skin. For many women, Katrina is the center of attention. Not Mr. Hamilton. They envy her. Many young women wanted to kill her the moment Kate and Alex entered the hotel holding hands.
Mr. Stuart Hamilton turns to his son and Kate and smiles. Every guest present in the event follows his gaze and looks curiously at them. Feeling so many eyes looking at her, Katrina shifts in her place awkwardly and becomes cautious. Sensing her discomfort Alexander turns his head in her direction. He says nothing but smirks at her. A dangerous smirk.
Katrina, is watching his action from the corner of her eyes, clears her throat, and tries to focus on Mr. Hamilton.
Thanks to the darkness for not allowing a single guest to witness their mysterious relationship.
“My son, Alexander Hamilton, is engaged to Katrina Wilson, the only daughter of my long-time friends Mrs. and Mr. Wilson. After three days, she will become Mrs. Hamilton. I invite you all to witness the grand wedding. They have been in love with each other since they were kids. And now they are going to become one soul.”
No sooner did the words left his mouth than the hall fills with applause, whispering, and gasping sounds.
“How could it be?”, whispers one woman.
“No. Alex can’t marry her. She doesn’t deserve him. He is mine.”, the hall booms with a high pitch voice. She doesn’t have a microphone but still, many a guest turn to her. The spotlight operator feels the need to focus on her. So, he focuses the white light on her.
The stoplight focuses on one young woman who is trembling with rage. The wine falls from her goblet as she tries to control herself.
Feeling embarrassed, her father stands up apologizing for her improper behavior. He drags her out of the hall.
After this little drama, Mr. Sampson stands up taking the lead to congratulate the new couple. “Miss Wilson, congratulations. With open hearts, you are welcome in the Hamilton family."
Mr. Tony Sampson is the elder brother of Mrs. Sylvia Hamilton. Also, he is a well-wisher of the Hamilton family.
Soon, the hall reverberates with clapping sounds. Stuart and Tony exchange glances and give each other meaningful nods.
Instantly the hall lit up with gleaming white light. The couple leaves their seat to be on their feet. They descend the staircase to meet guests.
One by one each guest approaches them to wish them good luck for their future.
“Thank you, everyone. The dinner is ready. I request you to enjoy the dinner. Please”, Alexander announces in his deep voice. With the gesture of his hand, he points towards the food stalls.
As soon as the guests hear the announcement, the crowd gradually converges to the food counter which is exactly opposite the stage.
When everyone gets busy filling their stomach with delicious food, Alexander jerks Katrina’s hand away which is holding his arm.
He leaves her and walks away towards the balcony.
Katrina is confused by the sudden cruel gesture of Alexander. If someone should go out to get fresh air, then it must be her, not Alexander.
Katrina’s POV:
I should go to him and talk to him. After all, we both are in the same boat. His situation is the same as mine.
Lifting my head, I spotted him going towards the balcony. He always goes out whenever he is confused or pressured.
I know him. After all, he is my first love. It is impossible that you don’t know your first love like yourself.
I gave permission to my legs to take me to him.
Gradually I approach the balcony, but I could still notice his unique and handsome figure from afar. As I got closer I heard him talking to someone. He has his back towards me. And from my view, I can only see his half body. I don’t know whether he is having a conversation with someone present here or through a phone call.
“Okay… Thanks, Robert.”, then I hear the sound indicating that he hung up the call. Oh! So he was speaking with his secretary.
I took another step towards him.
The clicking sound of my heels grabs his attention. His handsome face is now giving me a ‘stay-away-from-me’ look. He looks so dangerous now that I pull my leg back before it lands on the floor.
“What are you doing here?”, his tone cold as ice. His eyes zeroed at me. Right now he is making me feel as if I have committed a crime.
“Um… I came here to help you, tal…”, before I could complete my statement, he cut me off.
“What help Miss Wilson?”, he smiles at me calmly. The sudden change in his tone didn't go unnoticed. He is acting like a bipolar right now. One moment ago he sounded mad at me and now he is smiling.
When did he become unpredictable? And when did he start calling me Miss Wilson?
This person standing in front of me is definitely not Alex whom I know.
“Alex I mean to say that I can understand your situation. I am…”, again he cuts me off.
“I said what help Miss Wilson? Please enlighten me.”, he repeats his words.
He, surely, isn’t Alexander Hamilton.
“Alex I can understand what you are going through. I know this marriage has brought a huge turmoil in our lives.”, I try to get close but choose to do the opposite when I see him stepping back.
What is wrong with him?
I sigh, “Look if you don’t want then we shouldn’t get married.”, my voice almost inaudible. But I know he heard me.
If he denies getting married then we won’t be able to grab Mr. Hamilton’s offer. And the consequences will be serious. Our company will go bankrupt, our employees will be jobless and it will be hard for them to survive. And I don’t want any of these to happen.
Suddenly tear fill my eyes and without me knowing they are already flowing down my cheeks.
“Oh! So now you’ll shed tears to win my heart.”, he says as he approaches me. He grabs my chin gently. I thought he would comfort me but no, I was wrong.
All of a sudden, he tightens his hold and speaks with gritted teeth, “How dare you think I’ll deny to marry you? Surely we will get married in three days but this won’t be a usual marriage. Never. Do remember my words.”, his hold on me gradually increases until I felt my jaw on the verge of breaking. “And I don’t wish to see your crocodile tears again in the future. Keep it in your small mind.”
After few seconds he lets go of me and slightly pushes me. Using his right thumb he wipes my tears away gently. He masks his cold and scary expression with a gentle one.
“Now go and wash your face. Make sure no one sees you like this.”
He quickly gave a peck on my left cheek and left me alone. My mind couldn’t seem to understand what happened just now.
Why is he acting so strange?
When did I ever shed crocodile tears in my life?
How can he be so cruel?
Well, I shouldn’t be saying it but he was like a Satan moments ago.