Coming Back

Iris's POV

Closing my eyes with headphones, playing Ed Shereen as an escape from my thoughts.

Though it's not helping much but still a good distraction.

So much is going on in my brain, I don't want this plain ride to end sooner. Or I say, I am not too eager to meet my family.

'Family ' is a word just for the sake.

Because people who are known as my family were never one.

If it was not because of my mom, I never would have been on this plane, now.

She is the only person who remembers that they have one more member of the family. Otherwise, my dad and my sister are too busy to remember that I still exist.

My father always has been business addicted. Everything he does is always calculated on what profit he is making. He is one of the most professional and stern businessmen I had seen.

And my mom lying so smoothly, that he invited me to my sister's wedding.

I know, she lied to make me happy. But what she doesn't know is that I know my dad better than anyone, he would never put his pride back and invite me.

Richard Brooke is someone who hardly cares for someone, especially not the daughter who defied him.

My dad is someone who wants things around him to run as he wants, not considering other people's emotions, wishes, and desires.

This is how our whole childhood was spent, which school to go to, whom to be friends with, even what we eat at a restaurant, what clothes we wear, everything was decided by him.

Since me and my sister, never saw our mother going against him, we also never tried, till I decided it was high time for some change.

He is a control freak and I was okay with it but soon I started feeling caged and wanted to be set free, and when I got a chance, I fled.

For which he hates me, but I care less. He can't ask me to be dolled up and be his showpiece at business meetings and galas.

I was never meant for it, so I chose a career I wanted to.

And the day I broke this to him I was deprived of his attention or recognition.

My sister, well she is something my dad approves of and is proud of. She is posh and does what he asked, looking all rich and wearing expensive lines.

it works for her because as far as I remember she always loved being arm candy since high school.

She always went for rich handsome guys, which of course made her popular, and me well I was only Ava Brooke's sister, no one knew much about.

Having different likes and preferences never helped us to bond well, and for some reason, she never wanted a bond with me.

Till 4th grade we were good but then something happened and she started looking down at me.

Let's just say she doesn't spare a chance in belittling me.

As dad never leaves a chance to show how disgusted he is with me.

Though my mom agrees with his ways and was a bit angry about my defiance towards him, she can't help loving me, after all, mothers are mothers.

But that doesn't mean she never leaves a chance to convince me of my dad's ways, but glad she never forces me, as I don't want to lose the only family I have.

Sighing I started massaging my temple, huh how am I supposed to bear this wedding of my sister, with people despising me all around.

Once I thought of skipping, but no matter how they treat me they still are my family, so here I am sitting on a plane going to New Orleans, to my sister's financial place.

I never saw the man but what I have heard of him, from my mom, he is 10 times richer than my dad, no wonder mom said dad is delighted by this marriage, anything which brings money to him and gives him power makes him happy.

As far as my sister's fiance, he is originally Italian, and 10 years older than my sister but I know she cares less if the fact. As long as his bank account is filled and she is the talk of the town, she doesn't care whom she is marrying.

And well I am a nerd studying psychology at New York University. Lame I guess for people, but for me, it is what I always wanted and loved. And I am quite satisfied with it.

I and my dad were never on bad terms, it all started when his friend's son proposed to me, who by the way was very rich, but I declined.

And when my dad came to know, I got an earful. Every gathering, or gala, he used to introduce us to rich snobs so that later on he can use us for his benefit.

I sighed, all this thinking is taking a lot of my energy.

I saw my watch and it was 10 minutes before we land.

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Taking all my luggage, I moved towards the exit and was immediately hit by the warm breeze comforting my aching muscles, closing my eyes I smothered the blazing sun, and put my sunglasses on.

I am wearing an Adidas full-sleeved hood with shoes of the same, and black track pants. With my hair in a messy bun.



(Outfit ☝)

I was thinking about hailing a cab, when something caught my eye, a man in a black suit looking like some chauffeur holding a whiteboard, having my name on it.

Curiously I moved toward him.

"Ms Iris Brooke ?" He asked seeing me approach. I nod confirming my identity.

"Hello, I am Thomas Evan, your mother Mrs Brooke had sent me to pick you up." He informed.

Ah! my mom, of course, no matter what her love for her daughter is beyond anything.

"Thank you, Thomas " thanking him I started following him towards our ride. I was pulling my luggage, but Thomas stopped me and pulled the bags himself.

The moment we reached our ride my jaw dropped.

As my mom sent a freaking black limo to pick me up.

'When did my parents get so rich 'I thought to myself.

But my thoughts were broken when Thomas opened the gates for me. I grinned as if it was something from my bucket list.

Yes, my dad does good in business but a freaking limousine is on another level, and that's what I wonder where did my mom get it.

I was utterly confused but said nothing, soon Thomas entered too and started driving.

The limo was freaking breathtaking from inside the leather seats were so comforting, and they have all exotic wines.

I was sitting comfortably, enjoying the passing view, green trees, and people walking, enjoying the warmth of this place.

This place, I was eager to a left year ago, seems so changed as if it's not the place I spent my childhood.

So much for not thinking much.

Tiredness, unnecessary thinking and the comfortable lush black seats soon engulf me in sleep.

I was sleeping lost in my dreamland, but it was broken by the sound of rustling and the opening of gates.

I rubbed my eyes and opened them to see a magnificent mansion standing in front of me in all its glory with a lush green front yard, spread over miles surrounded by beautiful green forest.

Thomas parked the car in front of the entrance and opened my gates, I took the luggage from him before I can ask him why to bringing me here instead of my home he left. So I rang the bell.

Soon the doors were opened by a woman with a maid's outfit, hair put in a bun, wearing a smile. She must be in her early forties.

"You must be Ms Brooke, I was informed by your sister Ms Brooke had informed us of your arrival, please welcome dear ." she welcomed me cheerfully.

"Thank you. ....."I trailed off

"Maria, you can call me that, everyone does here ." She informs.

"Maria, whose place is this ?"I asked.

"Oh, dear! This place belongs to our Master Alexander Russo, your sister's fiance " she said smiling at me.

"Now let's go I will show you your room, and then will warm some food for you" she finished coming towards me to take my bags.

"No it's ok I will carry, thank you.

And please no need to make something for me, I already had some food on the plane, so I will just go to my room and take some rest, and you just tell me the direction, I will get there myself "

I said. Maria gave me the direction, following which I reached a golden door roomed.

The room was very big with black and grey interiors, there was a big king-size bed sitting in the middle of the room, and two doors, the first one opened to find a posh bathroom and the second I guess was a walk-in closet since I was in no mood of unpacking I choose to explore it later.

So exhausted, I opened my bags and searched for something comfortable to sleep in.

Finally, when I found it, I changed immediately, after which I noticed that I had messed up the whole place, all my clothes scattered on the floor, with my shoes thrown.

But I was too tired to clean so I immediately dived into the comforters, soon falling into a deep sleep.

So here is the first chapter of my second book. Hope you guys enjoy .please do vote and comment.

And the next chapter will be the entry of my favourite Alexander. ...... can't wait 😉