In love with my fathers bride

Chapter2

Chapter 2.

I flung my door open,clutching my tiny bag over my shoulder tightly.The lobby itself had gray walls with the matching shade of the carpet.

I rushed directly into my sitting room,framed with an arc instead of the door.

“Good evening miss Jesse”my cleaning lady called me.

“Hey Stella”. I called back.It felt more broken that I’d be leaving my cozy apartment. I missed Stella already.

She declared me as her favorite boss and always brought me threats when she went shopping.I’d tell old Vance to employ her as my personal cleaner I mentally noted.

I rushed up the stairs,taking them two at a time,I hurled myself through my bedroom door and began taking off my clothes.

I barricaded myself into my own en-suite bathroom.My bathroom was all simple marble in the shade of golden sand,a white bathtub,a walk-in shower and a luxury sink.

I pressed my back against the door and took a deep breath before beginning my bath.

After a long bath, I slid into a towel and lay on my bed.

Picking at the black polish on my nails, I wonder how I got to this point. A few months ago, I had everything in control in my life.

After that night of sealing a top deal and promising my life to the company, Old Vance made the unthinkable proposal which ruined me.

The fact I am making the same decision with my mother which I promised myself was not going to happen made my stomach churn.

“I can't believe I'd have my dream wedding”my voice did not match my tone.

I had cried and begged my mother to take me along with her in her new marriage, but she refused.

“Living with my mistake each day ruins me. Why didn't you die along with your granny”I clearly recalled how she sounded the day she left. She referred to my dad as my granny and I knew the reason why.

Ding! My phone suddenly vibrates from inside my bag. With my eyes scrunched together, I pull out my phone seeing a text from my boss.

“Mrs Vance in a few hours”

My eyes snap up, the hurt coiled through my body starts to vibrate with anger, and I have to focus and type out my reply.

“Yes boss, thank you!”I dropped the phone on my tummy.

My phone vibrates again, and I manage to ignore it for a whole ten seconds before I look at it.

“Don't mess up or try to run away my angel, Daddy loves you”. Heat flared across my cheeks and I dropped the phone on my chest.

Tossing and turning for the umpteenth time, I did some googling and found photos of how to appear in a club.The photos were blurry, but I got enough of an idea.

Often enough, I loved to lie on my left-handed side of the bed and read dark romance novels. However, I want my life blacked out of the world.

“I'm clubbing tonight!” I screamed. Rolling off the bed while running my fingers through my hair.

I pulled up my amazing black sequined dress. It was shorter than I'd usually dare to wear, had a deep v-neckline and long sleeves.

It was tighter than I had thought, the fitted material was flattering, the nonstop sequins worked to hide the lumps of my hips.

Luckily, I bought these god-awful ice blue pumps. They’re gorgeous, and they perfectly match my little clutch purse, but I swear my feet are already bleeding.

Climbing the steps, I resist the urge to wince as much as I resist the urge to change my outfit into my usual baggies.

Tonight, I can't think about how short my dress is,or I'd break into a nervous sweat.

“Ma'am”

“I'll be back later. Don't bother preparing food for me”I said, with a warm smile.

The second I open the door,my bare legs are greeted by the chilled air.I immediately called my Uber and as if the heavens were cool with my plans ,he was around my home.

I can't spare the energy of worrying about what people might think about me. I'm enough as it is, and my phone blinked indicating my Uber was there.

After a few minutes of driving in silence

“This is the place, ma” the man driving the car says as he slows down to park behind a line of fancy cars.

I looked up at the massive building, then looked ahead at the expensive cars ahead of us.

“It must be”, trepidation fills my belly and for the millionth time I debate if I should go back home.

“Want to wait?or want me to let you out here?” the driver asks, her own hesitation obvious in her tone.

I wiggle my toes inside my high heels, already feeling the pinch since they're too narrow.

“I'd get out here”

“Alright!” the driver doesn’t even ask if I’m sure, clearly happy to be rid of me and go pick up a new rider.

I opened the door,added a tip for my driver on the app, then stuck my phone in my little clutch.

Starting up the long stretch of sidewalk, I kept my gaze ahead of me, not looking at the tainted windows of the vehicles as I walked past.

As I neared the steps leading to the front of the building, I caught sight of a glamorous couple I seemed.

The man is dressed in a tuxedo, but the woman is in a pink mini dress, giving me a sense of relief. The dress on this woman was way shorter than mine.

I still have plenty of time to worry about this evening, but at least not my helm.

At the top of the stairs, there are three men dressed in matching jackets with the logo of the club embroidered on the front.

I swallow, my throat suddenly dries

Is this party going to be full of men like this tonight? I might end up getting la..

“Move!” A deep voice snaps my attention to the right.

A man the size of a house pushed me roughly, and I staggered, almost losing my balance on my heels.

“Prick!, f*****g watch where you're going dickhead!”I fired.