Beautiful Lies[ON HOLD]

♤Chapter one♤

4 weeks before the wedding

Hazel Murray was sitting on her little office chair working all day . She was a hardworking woman and that what made people love her even more . No one knew about her past as she always dodged this particular question. This painful question. She always replies by 'my family lives in England' or ' My family is far away from home 'and nowhere near the southern African island, Malawi . People always believed her and were never able to see the truth behind her deep blue eyes. Foolish people !

"Miss". A shy voice whispered beside her working self. Hazel looked up at Abena her little african girl , that she once found on her way to this Island. She spent the last seven years taking care of poor little children and she couldn't be any happier. She loved how innocent these kids were and the urge to protect them was what kept her in this poor island for all those years.

Hazel looked between her papers at the little girl holding a brown paper bag containing a sandwich that might help her survive the night without passing out . "Yes Abena?" . She asked her in a sweet voice. She could never be harsh with little children even though she was treated this way in her early years.

"Miss I thought I should bring you some food . You were on that computer since morning and haven't eaten anything yet". Aben replies. Hazel smiled at this little girl's sweetness and took the brown paper bag happily form her tiny little hands .

"Thank you little Abena . You're so considerate my angel ". She smiled at her . Abena stayed still in her place , looking at Hazel with saddened eyes . Hazel looked at her and placed her gently on her lap . She knew that sometimes children start wondering about things and she was ready to answer all of her questions.

"M-miss there's no food anymore. Miss Luana said that we were out of food and we wouldn't survive much longer". At that Hazel stood up , placing the little girl back on the ground. How can Luana say such things in front of little kids ??She took her to the common room where twenty four other little african children were at and directly went to find her bestfriend Luana .

"Luana is it true? Are we really out of food this time?" . Her bestfriend looked at her as she nodded forcefully. She hated the fact that Hazel and her worked their arses off for these little kids and now there is not even bread for breakfast.

"Yes , we are officially out of food . We should do something quickly ". Luana said sitting back on her chair. Hazel left her room and headed back to her little office.

We're screwed. She thought.

She decided to turn the television on to clear her mind off of things. Even though the show on the TV was entertaining, she couldn't concentrate as she kept thinking about what to do to help these innocent creatures .

Food ... they needed food .

"Breaking news! The famous Scottish Bachelor Dominick O'Sullivan recently broke up with his supermodel girlfriend Bridgette Brown after cheating on him with his best mate Martin Scorsese. The two were --"

At that , Hazel turned the TV off not bothering to hear any of this crap . She couldn't understand why rich and famous personalities would even bother to date and then split up after a week or two . But a sudden idea came to her mind as she thought hard about it. She knew that was a bad idea but she needed to do it.

A tenth husband could work.

"Luana !" Hazel came rushing to Luana's cozy little bedroom.

"What? ". She asked , snuggling into her comfortable bedsheets.

"Should I get married again?" . The question made Luana's eyes pop out. She swore that she would never make Hazel marry stuck up brats anymore.

"Absolutely not! If we ran out of money it doesn't mean that we should get you another groom!" She shouted as she shook her head at her bestfriend.

"But think about the children !" . She exclaimed getting frustrated at her bestfriend's carelessness.

"Think about the consequences!" The other shot back . " The last one you got married to nearly put you in jail! We don't want to repeat that!"

"Okay then let the children die of hunger!" Hazel shouted . She would do anything for them . She will never let them experience what she had gone through. Luana sighed but knew there was no other option. She already borrowed a lot money from multiple african investors and even banks and couldn't repay them yet . If she goes back and ask them for money they would kick her out and demand the ten thousand pounds back.

"Okay then , did you find any rich brat?" She asked her bestfriend.

"The scottish bachelor, Dominick O'Sullivan". Hazel replied. She was ecstatic that her mate finally accepted her suggestion and couldn't wait to bring money to the children. "I saved two thousands pounds. That could be spent on food for over a month ". Hazel said confidently.

"I know him very well, he's a total arse and a womanizer ". Luana scoffed.

"How cliché". Hazel laughed. Luana smiled at her bestfriend , mostly admiring her confidence and sacrifice for all those children. "Prepare yourself for tomorrow, you're going to meet the famous Dominick O'Sullivan . I will buy you a ticket to Scottland first thing in the morning. And then ... I will have to join you there for your wedding".

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Dominick was sat on his leather chair watching the news on his big HD television. His picture showed up as he was filmed kicking his best mate's arse. He was still fuming about what Bridgette did and worse of all one of his best mates . Off course he didn't like Bridgette, she was just one of those sexy women that can take his mind off of things. As he quotes and repeats 'Women are stress relievers , nothing more nothing less'. He quickly took his car keys and decided to head to the nearest coffee shop.

As soon as he entered the place, people begun to whisper. He knew that they were talking about what happened to him and his ex girlfriend and even saw the pity in their eyes . He just wanted to scream at them and tell them that he didn't even like her ! But instead, he headed to one of the tables near the window and ordered a latte with extra sugar. Not a minute later an elegant ,classy woman enters the cafe and sit at the table right across from him after ordering her café . He kept staring at her from the corner of his eye , admiring her beauty silently.

"Here you go miss". The waiter said as he handed her the coffee. Dominick didn't fail to notice the waiter's dark red blush . He got a little bit annoyed but couldn't blame the poor guy as the lady was quite gorgeous.

"I see you didn't order sugar in your coffee". The words suddenly slipped from his mouth as he didn't mean to voice his thoughts out loud. He was surprised that he even noticed that the waiter didn't even place sugar in her cup .The lady in red , flashed a smile and said in a smooth voice. " I don't like any of my drinks with sugar". She stated .

He was a little bit shocked, but thought that she didn't want to gain weight. That's what most of the ladies would do these days.       " You're quite skinny though ". He dared to say again.

"What does it have to do with it ? I just don't like sugar that's all". She said and kept her smile. His comments annoyed her and instantly knew that she would never like him but kept a happy face that can fool anyone, even her bestfriend.

"Why don't you sit with me so we could chat a little bit? " He asked and she nodded, happy that her plan started working.

"Hello , I am Grace . Pleased to meet you".

To be continued.....