It had been a week since they decided on getting married, it had been a chaotic week. Well, it was their first marriage so it was given they would be confused, and all over the place while planning their wedding. “Ugh, I really think we should just go to the courthouse and get it over with.” Kaleah grumbles, she had left Zoey with Melisa again in order to go meet a wedding planner since the previous one had a terrible attitude. “Don’t worry Leah we will find a better wedding planner.” Cyan speaks happily, she had been so happy about planning Kaleah’s wedding so much she accompanies her to every appointment with regards to the wedding. “If we do not find a wedding planner by the end of this week, I am asking Clayton to go to the courthouse with me.” “You are so mean; I just want to see you in a wedding dress.” Cyan pouts, “don’t worry, this one is the best one, she planned our parents wedding.” “Ah… is that so” Kaleah sighs, “will it be okay for her to plan our wedding? Wouldn’t it
[Third person POV] “Um... no, I am actually here to see Mr. Beckett.” Kaleah says unconfidently. The two women laughs at her before one saying, “please go back home we are not a fanservice company.” “Do you have an appointment?” the man asks. “Well, no, but the receptionist said gave us permission to visit.” Kaleah explains, “Cyan said I should come here.” With that two of the women there had laughed at her before saying, “please come up with another act, that one is overused.” “But I am not lying, I am…a family friend.” She says innocently, the three are resistant but one of the secretaries says. “Okay Miss, what is please write your name and surname here and I will take you to Mr. Beckett.” The three gasps at her, “Miss Collins what are you doing?” they all say in union. “Well, we did get a go ahead from reception that Miss Beckett is here with a friend.” Miss Collins says, taking the form and pen from Kaleah. While se escorts Kaleah, she hopes her gut feeling didn’t is rig
[Kaleah POV]As I explain my wedding vision to Clayton, his obedience and attention to detail cannot help but scare me, like I know the rumors about an aloof icy king Clayton Beckett that it was scary to see him not be snobbish.“Um, for the flowers can I make a suggestion?” Clayton says catching me by surprise, I had not known he would pay attention to even decorations.“Of-course it is your wedding too.” I say, “besides I am not really a flowers type of girl, the only flower I know is the common rose.”“Ah... not a flower girl?” he asks with a hint of curiosity, “so what do you like as gifts then?”“Oh… well you can never go wrong with new painting brushes.” I tease, “but if I would say my dream gift would be chocolates, they make me nostalgic.”I expect him to laugh or mock me for what most would call a childish gift, by most I mean James, ugh, my taste in men. But he doesn’t instead he smiles and replies, “noted, now I know how to my wife’s favor.”His beautiful eyes flicker with
[Clayton POV] Just feeling her heartbeat as fast as mine as I taste the lips, I have yearned for this long makes me so happy, but one thing that I clearly regret, having a little sister. “Ahem.” Cyan interrupts me mid-kiss yet again, and unlike the previous time I am not pleased with this interruption, I might have praised her for interrupting me previously but not this one. “Ah... what bring you here Cyan.” I exclaim at the amused Cyan still keeping track of my blushing bride, between anger and satisfaction, who would have known I could feel like that. “Oh... sorry I didn’t knock didn’t know you were busy.” “Then leav….” “We are not, we just finished going over our vision for the wedding.” Kaleah interrupts frantically, yet still blushing. “Really?” I asked unamused, when our eyes meet, she flinches before looking away. “Um... yes.” She says with just a whisper, I hear Cyan chuckle at the scene, ugh, she knows it is her fault this room is awkward. “Anyway, since we have our
“Clay honey tell me what you said was a joke?” “What are you doing here? Who told you about this?” I asked her angrily, “and what the hell are you wearing.” “I know about your grandmother’s fatal accident and death I am sorry.” “Girl who died?” Grandmother says angrily, I didn’t know if it was because she hated Hailee or because she hated being seen as a grave, but her voice had almost reminded me of all that scolding I got when I was a kid. “Oh... you are alive,” she said in shock, but the disappointment was certainly there in her voice, “I am happy grandmother is okay.” “You, follow me” I shout at Hailee, as I leave, I sense a bit of disappointment in Kaleah, she avoids my eyes. I halt in front of her before giving her a kiss on the forehead, let us make the right choices like father said, never give your wife a reason to feel jealous or inferior. Kaleah’s cute eyes with the gesture makes me happy, she seems to be the beautiful light at the murky world I have basked myself in.
“Uh... Cla...” I catch myself trying to call him by his first name, like I have the right, “Mr. Beckett, you are here,” I say sadly. He looks me in the eyes, I prepare to be scolded and screamed at, he gently touches my throbbing hot cheek. “Clay... that woman doesn’t” and the most shocking thing, Hailee seem to be more scared that I am, “I had my men to a background check you should know why she is marrying you, she is…” “You really disregard my warnings don’t you miss Leech?” Clayton says angrily, huh why is Hailee the one in trouble? Like she said they reconciled “Clay?” I called him confused, why is she on her knees, why is Hailee the one crying? “You are in trouble yourself Leah, how dare you let her touch your beautiful cheek huh, do you want to attain bruises so close to our wedding day” he gently scolds me, I feel scared, this feels too surreal, I cannot make sense of what is going on. “That woman is not who she tells you, even your own sister is deceiving you” Hailee sa
[Kaleah POV] “Good morning welcome to Bistro Bazaar, table for two?” A short, sweet lady welcomes us as we step inside the restaurant. “Yes, please,” Clayton replies, before we are shown to our table. As always for Beckets we get the exclusive table, I don’t complain anymore, Cyan didn’t go to expensive tables since I had always complained about money, when I sold paintings, all my money went to my father’s account, wait, I never even saw the money I got from my paintings, what did that man do with my money? “Are you okay?” “Oh…” Clayton brings me back to reality, but I now feel dazed. I had let my father keep all the money for all my paintings from when I was still a child, mother never saw this money as well, nor did he even use the money on anything as we still lived in a rundown apartment and had trouble paying for mother’s medical fees when she was pregnant. “It is nothing just reminiscing of the past,” I say, not entirely a lie. “Penny for your thoughts?” “It is just s
[Clayton POV] “So, Mr. Huxley what bring you here?” I asked antagonistically, I had allowed him in the house with a heavy heart, I know Kaleah probably wouldn’t want this man here. “Oh... son in law is very antagonistic hey,” he says making me cringe to my last bone, “I just came home from a business trip to find my two daughters not home,” “Wow,” Conan exclaimed, everyone knew the situation between Kaleah and her father, so his absurd excuse made even crazy Conan speechless. “Is that so, I didn’t see you during your wife’s funeral, so I assumed you didn’t really care for my fiancé,” he is embarrassed by my statement, “forgive me for not asking your permission to marry her.” My grandmother glares at me, I know he is a jerk, but I need to butter him up before I crush him, he will feel every pain he put Leah and Zoey through. “Oh… don’t worry Mr. Beckett everything is okay, as long as Kaleah and um… the little one is safe.” He doesn’t even know Zoey’s name this jerk, I want to pl