Cliché Love

#20 No Easy Love

A/N: Now being written as a standalone. Find it on my profile!

Maeve sat alone in her grand living room twisting the three carat princess cut diamond ring on her ring finger. A ring with only a social significance in her two months long marriage.

"Mrs Flynn, your tea is ready." The forty year of housemaid informed her. Mrs Flynn, what a joke. She had his name but not his heart.

"Thank you, I'll be right there." At half past five each day she'd sit in the balcony across the first floor hall and drink her tea. A tradition she started upon falling in love with the view.

Maeve Flynn at twenty four got married to a man of great wealth Seth Flynn for what was a business proposal. Her father had refused to acknowledge his fault and all of a sudden three months back she faced the consequences.

Seth wasn't a immoral man, nor was he cruel just indifferent. Though Maeve never got to loving him, she sure hoped she could spend her married life with a friend of sort yet never had they exchanged any proper words alone. It seemed like they worked together instead of living together. They both gave each other space and knew enough of how the other person functioned.
On their honeymoon both spent time working on their own projects.

Maeve Allen was the heiress of a million dollar company which she worked on with every bone in her body. Not like she had anything else to do, with a non-existent social life and a husband she treated like a coworker, work was her only escape.

"Mrs Flynn, I'm sorry to disturb you but Mr Flynn is here." She was startled, never had he come home before nine without prior information. And it was always due to some fund raising event or charity. Suddenly it hit her, she had an event to attend to and had told him of it but arriving this early for that still didn't seem right.

"Is he asking for me?" Why else would Mrs Rose want to inform her of his arrival.

"Yes, he has a couple of people with him too. Do you want me to prepare an outfit?" Maeve simply nodded watching Mrs Rose leave.
She continued to sit there for a few more minutes just staring at the wide stretch of green land.

"Thank you, Mrs Rose. Please inform him that I'll be just a minute."
Maeve wore the knee length peach dress with her nude heels and a pair of pearls in her ear. She combed her waist length hair and left them cascading down her back.
She tried on her fake smile and upon reaching a satisfactory expression she left her room. Even after marriage, Seth and her never shared a room. It was sort of a silent agreement between the two.

"There she is." His warm welcome was only a show for what looked like his business partners.

"I'm sorry for the wait, gentlemen. I was caught by surprise." She joined the drama he was putting on, taking his hand that he offered to her. She sat beside him on the sofa with the three men sitting across.

"We're sorry to come unannounced like this, it was a sudden meeting." The youngest of the three said with a charming smile.

"Maeve, this is Jake Herondale , his father and Uncle were hoping to invest in your company so I brought them over." He pointed at the lot. Maeve frowned.

"I don't mean to sound unwelcoming but I do have an assistant who is more than capable of arranging a proper meeting." Maeve said, placing both her hands on her knees. There was one rule she refused to break after her father's betrayal. Never mix personal relations with work and she had made this clear to Seth yet here she found herself with investors he brought to their house at such an hour.

"No, we are old partners of Mr Flynn's company. Recently the board was going over the ideas of joining the two companies. After all you two are married." Jake's Uncle was the one who spoke but after his short speech she turned to her husband. What surprised her was that even he sat with wide eyes, like he didn't know of this.