CHLOE I walked aimlessly around. Now that I had calmed down and was no longer angry, the fact that I didn't have a job finally dawned on me. I was confused. What will I do now? I have had this job since I left college and I had worked my way to where I was slowly. Now because I refused to give sexual favours, I lost my job. I looked around the streets people were coming and going, but they all had a clear goal in their minds. They had destinations. I was the only one who doesn't even have anywhere to go now. I really missed Carmen right then. If Carmen was around, I'd call her and the both of us will drink our sorrows away. Then tommorow, we will think of what to do. But Carmen isn't in town and I was all alone..... I just hoped that Carmen is fine whenever she is and that she is having fun right now. I do hope that she's not having a huge pity party like me. Although her marriage is not real, at least she gets to go to the Maldives. She just hoped that Carmen will enjoy her
CHLOE At most, I think that we would have passed each other on the street at some time and we won't even take a second look at each other. Stop thinking too much about this" she told me. "I just think that the both of you look so good with each other and ...." "We don't look good together! You more than anyone should know that all of this is just a pretense. We have to sell this to the public so that they buy that we are really crazy in love with each other" she told me. I nodded my head when she told me this because she was correct. It's just acting. I must have lost my mind asking her something like that. The both of them are from different worlds and it's never going to work out between the both of them. But why does she have that look in her face? "What are you thinking about Carmen?" I asked her. "What do you mean? I am not thinking anything at all" she told me. "Oh really but ...." "I seems that you are thinking too much. Let's talk about something else. You told m
Carmen’s POVI sat heavily on the old couch, feeling overwhelmed by all my problems like a heavy storm. The dirty walls of the apartment I shared with my mom seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with their silent disapproval. It felt like the universe was purposely testing how strong I was by throwing one obstacle after another in my way.My landlord, who was always impatient and persistent, kept bothering me relentlessly. Every morning, his annoying voice would come through the phone, reminding me of the four months' rent I owed. The threat of being kicked out of my home was always hanging over me like a dark cloud, ready to burst at any moment. The place I used to call my humble home had turned into a battleground, and I was losing the fight against financial instability.But it wasn't just the landlord that worried me. My job, which used to provide stability, had become a cruel trick of a gun. The small paycheck it gave me barely covered my basic needs, leaving me drowning in u
I borrowed money from my mom and wasn't sure if I could pay her back. As I got to the bus station, I quickly got on the bus so I wouldn't miss my important appointment. Mr. Thomas took a lot of my time by standing in the doorway. As the bus started its journey, I sat in the comfortable backseat and worried about what would happen if my work didn't get attention.I was going to Blackwood's Enterprises, a big art gallery that has an art festival every year. The festival was only two months away, and I wanted to show my talent there. They invited painters from all over to compete for a great opportunity. On their website, they said the artist with the best painting would not only have their artwork displayed at the festival but also get 5 million dollars and a job offer from the company.This opportunity was really important to me, and I knew many other people wanted it too. A lot of contestants would be there, all trying to make a big impression. But only three would win: the first,
Carmen's POV There was a very pretty lady standing in front of us on a raised platform that I didn't notice at first. I couldn't stop looking at her face and attractive body. But let me clarify, I'm not a lesbian. I'm just admiring her beauty like one would appreciate something beautiful that the lord created."Good morning everyone," she finally greeted us with a serious tone, and we all responded to her greeting."My name is Miss Peterson," she introduced herself, and I'm sure you all know why you're here," she said, almost like she was asking, and we all nodded. Well, I did because some people said "yes.""That's good because if you don't know, please leave. This isn't a place for games," she added, and people started whispering as some began to comment on how rude she was behaving.Well, they weren't completely right or completely wrong. She was just doing her job, so it's necessary for her to be strict."But not too strict," my annoying subconscious said, and I immediately
CARMEN'S POV"What?! What did you say happened to you?" Chloe asked me as I sipped on the juice she had poured me. "I said that I was offered a proposal. This man wants to get married to me!" I said. I still can't believe the luck that I had today. But seriously, is this even luck? I don't know who this man is at all and I don't know what problems he has that he will have to ask someone to be his wife for a year. I mean, he's actually very good looking so I'm sure that it won't be hard for him to date and get married right? Why does he need someone to do this for him for a fee?"Wow I can't....I can't believe this. What's going on in your life Carmen? This is like a scene out of a movie! How can you meet someone who just offered to marry you? It doesn't make sense at all" Chloe said. I nodded my head, knowing that she's right. It doesn't make sense at all. "I don't know....I don't understand what happened either. Today, I left the house, hoping to display my art in a gallery an
CARMEN'S POV"It is Andres" "Andres?!" I called out in shock. "Yes. It's me. I was wondering why you left without saying a word?" He asked me. I turned to Chloe and mouthed to her. "It's him!""Yeah...I had something that I needed to do, that is why I decided to leave. ..I am sorry" I said to him. He sighed. The way he did that made me feel as if he was scolding me even though he did not say a word. He made me feel unsettled when he did this. "I thought that you regretted agreeing to my offer and that is why you left," he said. I laughed guiltily. "Of course not! I didn't regret it! It's a very.... attractive offer and I'd be more than willing to get married to you. I just had something to do. Do you think that we can meet up and talk about the details more clearly?" I asked him I decided to make the first move and ask him since I didn't want to make the mistake that I made earlier. "Sure. Would you like to meet me tomorrow at the Rhys Restaurant? Let's say at 2 pm perhaps?" H
ANDRESI frowned. Mainly because Derek is right. Saying that I did not notice how hot she is is just a big lie. She's very pretty and I noticed her. All parts of her.Even though she wore clothes that were aimed at covering her up completely. I actually would not mind getting to know more "personally" but that will only complicate things for me. And I hate complications more than anything. I just need her to play the role of my fake wife perfectly for a year. If she does a good job that satisfies me, I might just set her up for life. "I don't know what you are talking about Derek! Stop cooking up scenarios in your head" I said to Derek. "So you're telling me that you don't think that she's hot at all? You don't think that? Does this mean that it's okay for me to go after her since I find her extremely pretty?" Derek asked me. I know that he was saying this just to rile me up but I still fell for it. I glared at him. "Don't even think about it Derek or else you're just going to r