After last nights meeting with his brothers, Peter feels as if he is ready to take on the world. He may not like their entire plan but if its going to win back his favour from his parents, he might as well go through with it. After all his beloved is now gone, he might as well reap some benefits fits from her death. He had a long shower, scrubbing every inch of his body with the Old Spice shower gel. Once he had finished, he dried himself and laid on his king sized bed in his towel.He felt clean and hot after the piping hot shower he had a few minutes ago. He switched on the fan and enjoyed the cool air blowing on his skin. His room was large with built-in cupboards leading to a walk in closet which was for Annie and then into a large en-suite. The bathroom had a large jucuzzi bathtub an automatic shower and a floating toilet.He had only used the jucuzzi once since it was installed, and that was with Annie. His brothers had made arrangements last night for the grooming service to groom him at eleven o clock in the morning.
*Knock, knock*
Six beautiful ladies stepped in with their large bags. They wore short low cut dresses that didn't cover much, leaving little room for the imagination. He shut his eyes so that he did not give into temptation. The last thing he needed was a tent with his towel. The two ladies got to work on either side of him. They clipped his toe nails and buffed them out, carefully applying moisturizing creams that smelled of lavender. They massaged his feet gently, easing the stress in his body. But also rising the heat within him.He quickly switched his thoughts to Annie. And soon the strain against his towel had vanished. The ladies smirked at each other and started to file down his finger nails and massaged his muscular arms. Once they had done his nails they asked him to turn onto his stomach, they massaged and moisturized his entire body before leaving.
Peter was relieved. As he was adjusting his towel Russell knocked on his door and entered holding up an elegant midnight black suit, A dark blue shirt and a black tie. There was also a box in his hand, Peter guessed it was shoes. He motioned Russell to leave it on the bed and leave.
Peter looked at the clothes on tbe bed, indeed his brothers had style. He slowly changed, lastly taking out the shoes from the box. It was the latest Crocket and Jones Limited addition black slip on formals. He smiled knowing he was wearing the best. Everyone would have to take him seriously now. He looked in the mirror, admiring his look. He looked like a real business tycoon, a mafia boss, a James Bond. He smirked at his still alive imagination. LExcept that he now needed a haircut and shave. He frowned. There was a knock on his door yet again.
"Come in" he spoke in his most authoritive voice. He was surprised it was still in him.The door creaked open and in stepped the barber. He smiled to himself. He knew his brothers wouldn't miss a single detail. The barber placed the chair in the middle of the room in front of the mirror and gestured for him to sit.After putting on the gown, he started to cut the long tangled hair, slowly starting to style it. Once he was done, he took a bit of gel and flicked it to one side. He now looked like shabby James bond. The barber moved around him and started shaving his beard after an hour of cutting and shaving, the man in the mirror was immaculate. His face clean shaven, revealing 2 dimples when he smiled. Hair neatly gelled back. A shiny black suit and polished shoes. JAMES BOND 007 LOOK ALIKE. He was every girls dream guy. He was only twenty-eight, widowed with one child. Any woman could over look this and marry him anyway.His mood had lightened, his stress was now released from the aromatherapy massage. He looked at the time, realizing he had not put on a watch. He strode to his chest draw and pulled out his black and blue Police watch. The battery was still alive. It was four o clock in the afternoon. He had spent five hours of grooming.It was worth it. He now had the confidence to win his status back. He looked at himself one last time in the mirror, admiring his new self before leaving his room.
With his new look, Peter strode down the staircase. The confidence that he felt was exhilarating. Adrenaline coursed through his veins, he almost felt like leaping down the stairs. He sat at the dining table and read the morning paper. Mrs Pots served him his morning coffee with a large slice of apple pie and a side of crisp bacon. Mrs Pots watched him intently. She knew this transformation was from the meeting last night. She felt it in her gut that something was not quite right but couldn't put her finger on it.Peter finished his breakfast, put on his hat and grabbed his keys for his lincoln, whistling his way out the foor He took the scenic route, stopping along the way to buy three bunches of bright yellow daisy's. Today he would have to win the hearts of his mother, his daughter and Martha. He needed this. He needed to win favour. He needed to gain his status at any cost.Peter parked at the entrance of the Walters mansion. He entered the large wooden sculptured do
" Father, I would like to take Adrianna back home. She may be a handful and I dont want to burden both of you with her. You both should be enjoying your old age togethe". Peter requested. His mother and father looked at each other, they were still very reluctant since this is the first time they had seen him in more than a year" You do not know how to raise a toddler"."Adrianna will need a mother, there are plenty of young woman out there for you to choose a suitable bride for yourself and a mother for your child" Felicia said with concern. Peter knew this was going to be a suggestion, he was already well prepared for it."I have already found a bride. She does not know as yet but I am pretty sure she will not decline my advances towards her" Peter smiled.He gathered up his daisy's along with his charm and walked down the path towards Martha and Adrianna. He sucked in his breath and calmed himself. He needed to be calm. He may not like Adrianna but this show must go on.
***One month later***A bright summers day, every girls dream. For Peters second wedding, he wanted it to be plain and simple, after all this was just an arrangement. Old Mr Walters, did not agree at first but after much coaxing from his family especially Felicia, he agreed. Since it was Martha's first wedding, Felicia went all out. She was in the family for more than 10 years and she cared for Adrianna. She wanted today to be special. She genuinely thought Peter had gotten a new lease on life.It was a garden wedding. All white with a lilac backdrop and lilac overlays. She ordered the finest lily's and a live band to welcome the bride and groom. Adrianna was the flower girl. Her basket was full off lilac petals.In the brides room,Martha was nervous. Her smooth brown hair put up in a loose bun, a few tendrils of hair around her cheeks. Her white sleeveless gown hugged her body. Felicai entered" oh, Martha, you look stunning". She put on her veil and
They reached home exhausted. Adrianna was to stay at her grandparents house to give the couple time together. It was their honeymoon night. Martha followed him to his room. The bed was decorated with red rose petals. There was a table in the corner with champagne in an ice bucket, two goblets and a tray of strawberries and whipped cream. Peter looked at Martha. He knew he would never love her. He knew that he wasn't going to touch her tonight or any night for that matter. He relaxed on the decorated bed while she removed his shoes and socks. He thought she was done when she stood up. Martha turned around and unzipped her dress letting it fall to the floor. Her white skin glowed in the moonlight but Peter looked at her in shock. "could this woman really think that I was going to do anything with her, she is a maid! She will never be Annie" he thought.Martha had a white lace lingerie set on and her body was curved in all the right places but still it did not arouse Peter. He got up an
Martha woke up at the crack of dawn. She wondered why she was in her bed at Peters house and not the Walters mansion with Adrianna. She looked around and saw the wedding gown hanging on her cupboard. Then she shared at the large diamond ring on her finger and last night all came back to her.She frowned thinking of how she was dismissed to her room. Peter didn't even look at her last night or even touch her. She didn't let this dampen her spirits, he married her after all. He could have any woman he wanted but he chose her. He may have been too exhausted after yesterdays events, she hoped he would be in a cheerful mood today. Adrianna was coming home. She remembered how happy he was when he told Old Mr Walters that he wanted to marry Martha and take Adrianna home one month ago.Martha had a quick shower and changed into a floral dress. She went into the kitchen and decided to surprise her husband with breakfast. Mrs Pots greeted Martha and hugged her," what d
They arrived at the Walters mansion. It was almost lunch time.Peter parked his car and got off to open the door for Martha.They were greeted by Felicia and Patrick, who were very much excited to see the lovely couple.They looked like a match made in heaven. Adrianna came running in from the garden, she was missing Martha.She immediately leaped into Martha's arms and kissed her cheek. Martha kissed her forehead and picked her up and twirled her around. Patrick and Felicia's heart warmed just seeing them. Peter hid his dark feelings and smiled. He leaned in and gave Adrianna a hug and kiss,"we can't wait to have you home darling".They all sat for lunch in the great dining hall.Martha walked to the far end of the table to take a seat. " Dear, where are you going, please sit next to me", Peter looked at her with warning."Silly me, public, public, I need to get this right", Martha mentally scolded herself. They did not eat much. The awkwardness was straining. Old Walt
Adrianna was growing into a beautiful young lady. Her skin glowed under the rays of sunshine as she sat in the garden reading a book. William Shakespeare's Macbeth. She loved to read, it helped her escape reality. She was a prisoner in her own home, homeschooled five days a week, and the weekends spent at her grandparents house learning business tactics from the best tutors in England. They were flown to New York to tutor her. She was intrigued by business analysing and stock market figures.She also enjoyed painting. She was artistic and creative just like her mother. She enjoyed the outdoors and often painted the garden scenery. She gifted her father for his birthdays but he always just threw them out without even looking at it.He hated looking at her, why would he want to look at a painting of hers, or anything that belonged to her. He just counted down the days to get rid of her. He had no bond with her. They just shared the same blood.
The Walters mansion was adorned with white and red roses. A three tier cake and a buffet menu in celebration of Adrianna's birthday. There were so many famous people, business partners and reporters. This was an event of the year.Upstairs in the main bedroom, Adrianna was getting dressed. She wore a white off shoulder dress with red velvet trimming around the neckline. The maids had styled her hair in a loose bun with curled wisps of hair falling loosely around her face. Felicia had gifted her gold bangles and a gold and red hair pin. Old Mr walters had gifted her a gold and red brioche that complimented her dress. Martha stepped forward and handed Adrianna a white silk handkerchief. Adrianna opened it to find a gold necklace with a locket. Inside it was a picture of her parents. " I have held onto this for eighteen years, it was your mothers. I always kneew in my heart she would want you to have it", Martha said with tears in her eyes."It is beautiful. Thank y