The cab stopped at the gates of Edensville. Lorraine got out and, after having her face verified by the security, the guards opened the gate. She hurriedly walked through, holding back her anger, tears, and frustrations until she reached the front entrance of her home.Her hands trembled as she fiddled with the locks, overwhelmed by the sudden realization that she just had which had made her unsettled. She couldn't understand why it affected her so much or why it caused her such anxiety. Struggling with the keys, they slipped from her grasp, and she slammed the door in frustration."Damn it!" she exclaimed, forcing a pained smile. She found the idea almost amusing, and then chuckled. All this time, she had been married to a billionaire, not just any billionaire, but the heir of the Winston Fortune. If only her mother could see her now, she thought.Bending down to carry the keys, Lorraine finally managed to unlock the door. She walked inside, locked it behind her, and headed straight
Clay walked towards the hotel's exit, feeling a sudden change in his mood. The air around him became still, filled with silence as he couldn't help but think about Lorraine. He wondered how she was doing and what she might be feeling. Whenever people discovered who he really was, it always took them by surprise. They would often be speechless for a few moments, while others would immediately start asking for favors and financial help. It was because of this that Clay had made the decision to keep his true identity a secret.Thinking back to his high school days, Clay remembered a family trip to a beautiful botanical garden in Korea. At the time, his best friend Joanne had wanted to come along, but it was strictly a family-only trip. Clay had explained to Joanne that there was nothing he could do to change the plans, but little did he know what would unfold next. When he returned to school the following week, he was shocked to discover a widespread rumor that the first son of the Wilso
The door swung open, and Clay rushed in. Making his way towards Lorraine, he grabbed her hand, and she flung it away,"Talk" "Why did you lie to me?""Because people don't know how to take the truth", Clay began"And what is the truth, Clay?" Lorraine interrupted, and Clay heaved a sigh"The truth is I am exactly who you think I am" "The first son of the Wilson Family and heir to their fortune", he responded "And because of who I am, people have treated me differently." "Oh, the glamorous life is too hard for you, Clay?" "Having your name open doors literally and opportunities is tough on you?" Lorraine replied mockingly"You don't know what it's like. It's not all glamorous" "I am being resented, blackmailed and used because of who I am","When your best friend tears down your image because you refused her a favor, you'll know exactly what I mean", he raged and was about to walk out when Lorraine interrupted, stopping him in his strides "I'm sorry", she quickly apologised, realisi
The weather report for the day was at a slightly lower temperature than the previous day. At minus three degrees Celsius, winter was just a month away, and the cold sent shivers down Lorraine's spine. Every winter holiday was her family's traditional holiday. She was expected to be at home to be with her family to participate in the merriment and bonding. While she was in college, Lorraine always looked forward to this holiday. It was the only time she could see her little brother Jordan build fires in their backyard and roast marshmallows which she always seldom burnt. It was a pre-season Christmas in the Davis family, but this year felt different; her brother was diagnosed with cancer, her family was in debt with medical bills, her marriage had failed, and worse, her parents blamed her for it and wanted her back home indefinitely. Suddenly, a tradition that was once fun-filled and brought her joy seemed gloomy and dreadful as she stared for minutes at the calendar date beside her b
As Lorraine received the news about the public service announcement of what was supposed to be her secret marriage, she felt the walls of her marriage breaking, which would soon be open to the media's spotlights.Edensville was not known for anything aberrant, the wealthy citizens that lived there exuded an iota of what respect in a modern-day society should look like, and on most days, they seldom achieved it; the rest were just carefully hidden from the news, just like their neighbourhood. But on a small Tuesday in NY, Channel 5 broke headline news that would soon be carried across the nation, "Wilson Fortune heir weds a local art girl: Could this be another philanthropic event of the eccentric billionaire?" Boldly printed with the name of their Editor, David Clarke, on the front page, and pretty much five minutes later, every News channel covered the news.As Lorraine was familiarizing with the situation that had unfolded out of a petty rivalry between her husband and the editor of
Lorraine's words left Clay in a very conflicting position. If he wanted their marriage to remain a secret, he would have to allow her to go, but if he wanted her to stay, that would mean that he would have to introduce himself to his in-law. Unfortunately, time wasn't on his side as Lorraine's bags were already packed, and she was heading towards the door. Lost in these conflicting thoughts, Clay yelled, "Stay," and Lorraine stopped halfway through the room. She wasn't sure what she had heard but hoped she heard him. As much as the thought of revealing her marriage to her father had terrified her, she also wanted him to know about their marriage, but being that Clay had emphasized maintaining the secrecy of his identity and his wealth, she couldn't pose him the question that weighed heavily on her - was it such a terrible thing, to let her father know she was married. But when he called out, Lorraine felt a sudden weight lifted off her chest. Clay slowly approached her and held her h
As they reached the towering massive gates of Clay's mansion, Ben's breath caught in his throat, overwhelmed by the grandeur before him. His patience wore thin, and as hard as he tried to, he could not contain his excitement."Lorraine, whose house are we at exactly?" Her father eagerly asked. Lorraine glanced at him, with a teasing smile on her lips, she replied, "Just wait and see."With a sudden halt, Mark parked the car in front of the entrance steps, opened the trunk and grabbed their luggage. Dressed in a stylish golf polo shirt, corduroy pants, and sleek suede shoes, Clay descended the stairs exuding an air of professionalism that took Lorraine at surprise. She was accustomed to his regular tailored suits but she found him even more dashing and was stunned as he descended the stairs, captivated by his toned muscles that the shirt had now revealed. Everyone looked handsome in a suit, but how could she resist those blue eyes and his sexy jawline? He was undeniably handsome, not i
That morning, after Lorraine's father left for the airport, she felt relieved and went back to her husband's room. As she walked around the unfamiliar walls, she could sense his presence everywhere. The room smelled like Clay's perfume, and even though he wasn't there, she could still smell it in the air. The scent was intense, strong, and sweet, just like his bedspreads. She wondered if she would ever be able to enter his room again now that her dad was gone and they didn't have to pretend to be married anymore.On the other hand, Clay remembered what Lorraine had told him before her father's visit. He stared at her, his curiosity growing, which made his face twist."You quit your job?" he asked. Lorraine realized they were back to their usual superficial relationship. She looked at the clock, feeling frustrated. Out of all the things he could have said to make this seemingly perfect moment even better, or to grab her hand and pull her onto the huge bed, he chose to talk about work.