Blaire Rose Anderson
Daughter of the CEO of Anders &Co industry, has a heart of gold. She is swéet to everyone even after the death of her mother in a car accident. She the heiress to the Anderson &Co company. But a misfortune caused the business t...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Two weeks later
Two weeks,14days,408 hours is what it has been since my wedding and supposed honeymoon.
Dante never tried to even contact me to ask how I was. My dad called and I answered occasionally breaking Dante's rules of no phone call.
For these past few weeks, I continue to work on my songs and violin. I also started writing my new book. I always had the dream of being an author/singer. I have fulfilled one of those,I play the violin at shows and concert, and I sing for my little brothers when I'm free.
They are always my biggest fans. My aunt was the best known author in country ,she wrote books like, DEADLY KISS, BEFORE ME,HEAL MY HEART,and my all time favorite, CHASING DREAMS. They are the best selling books in country and I want to be just like her.
But the problem everything time I sit down to write something,I get nervous and then I forget everything. I hope that one day I could be able to complete and launch my books world wide. I haven't really decided the title yet but I have written the first chapter and I want it to be a surprise.
I was in the library of Chanel's penthouse working on a some paperwork for Our small clothing line. This is the mini business Chanel and I started right after college, BLAINEL ,it has been successful since then, we have now started with our international delivery and it has been hectic. We are thinking about opening our new office,so we could hire people to cut the work load.
Our parents wanted to support us but we declined,we wanted to have something from our handwork, even Brandon wanted to help but no.
Aaron used to help me alot with the deliveries. I really miss him alot but he still doesn't pick up my calls. I hope he is happy where he is. Although it hurts thinking about him,I had to let him go,love isn't selfish.
I was still working when I hear my phone ring, I checked the number and it was unknown.
I decided to answer it anyway,
"Hello" I say
"Come to the airport immediately"a gruff voice says on the other side and I immediately knew who it was.
Before I could say anything he hanged up, such a loving husband. I checked the date ,well the are two days early.
Chanel is not home at the moment and her phone isn't going through,so I left a note on her desk,I parked everything into my small bag and called a cab to the airport.
On arrival I see Dante standing beside his Range Rover with his driver packing his and Isabella's suitcase into the boot of the car.
Once I get closer to him,he roughly grabs me by the arm, squeezing it tightly,I had to keep my whimper and behave or else people would suspect something.
"Never keep me waiting understood!Now get in the car!" he hisses into my ears before roughly pushing me into it. I had to blink my tears away,I am on the verge of crying, I see Isabella with a wicked smirk on her face. I'm not even surprised.
The car drove off to Dante's manson, my new home. For a year or two at least
When we arrived,two maids came to welcome us, after Dante opened the door for Isabella and left me to open it myself. Such a gentleman.
" Good day,Mr. Angelis and Miss DeMontez" one of the maids said to them taking Isabella's bag. No one acknowledged me ,it is like I am a non existent tree.
"Fiona, how are you"Isabella say to the maid who is now eyeing me with disgust.
"I'm good,I hope you had a nice flight"she says with a smile.
"Hello Mrs. Angelis,may I take your bag"the second maid says with a genuine smile at me.
"What do you think you are doing? Leave" Isabella says to the nice and I see the Fiona girl with a smirk.
The nice maid was reluctant until Dante roared, like literally
"She said leave" he says before she bowed down her head mumbling some apology before leaving.
Isabella had a proud smile on her face as she follows Dante's into the house.
I let out a sigh before dragging my suitcase into the house by self.
The Fiona girl bumped my shoulder on purpose before entering the house.
I bit my lips to keep myself from crying. I hate myself for being weak. Mom always says silence is golden. It has been my pledge ever since I was child.
I'm doing this for my father. I keep on reminding myself.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
