The world meet Mrs Stone

"You look beautiful, are you ready to let the world see Mrs. stone?“ He asked gaging his arm on mine. I nodded in accordance when deep within I wasn't sure of what I wanted. Was I ready?, that I wasn't. The heart was drumming in my chest, while the feet jittery on its stance. I led my breathe in silence with seconds of locked eyes, coaching the mind to focus on the bigger picture. The worst is past, what held in front was the future I'd to carve. There was no going back , the ring was in and the vows had been said, so we're the papers signed, nothing worse could happened.

“Shall we”

Our steps beat to one songs.

The glowing sky complemented the theme of the ball, my eyes fell on the dresses that marched to contest, the masked that leverage silence to the identity. He guided my hands through the stairs on announcement of our entry. The eyes of many fell on us, scanning the skin beneath the dress. I scavenge my gaze on him, as his eyes were the drugs to my nerves.

“If you're scare, you can think of something fun or hold on to me” yes I was taking that offered, without a second my hand went clutching to his arm, fencing my weight on his, which he smile as nothing.

“Mr. stone, congratulations to your union. Your wife is lovely” a compliment came from the man that approached our way, he raised the glass in honor of his words then sip a portion of the wine. “Thank you Mr. Quiet” he returned a slim smile

“Congratulations, I never thought this day would come” another grabbed our attention from the back, sending his legs to sight. He crooked his brows the second his eyes came in contact with mine. “Ain't she, the daughter of the famous Black?“ his lips mashed in, handing the judgy expression on me. “I am, why do you say it like it bad thing?“ My tone couldn't hold back it offense taken to his attitude or expression.

“Am just saying, your father is famous for you know what” he continued with his taunts, “no I don't, except you're here for something else I suggest you leave or closed those lips that hint trouble . Or you might get it from me, for there's one thing I don't take, that's having my father bring questioned or spoke ill of “ I lashed out, glimpsing on his feet taking few steps back.

“Easy now tigeress” he came closed to my ears, faking a peek on my cheek. “Please, pardon my wife she tend to be feisty when it involves my father in law” his teeth went greeting the out doors, which came to a surprise. I'd no idea he had the ability to smile or laugh ,for a matter of fact viewed him as rock. I guess the wealth brings out the fake in us.

“I swear if I hear any of your friends speak ill of my dad then you wouldn't like the outcome” I told with a smile to the lady that greeted our way. “These people ain't my friends , they're just “ I guess that the rich man's world for you, there isn't a thing of true friendship everyone seek aid from the other and to get that aid they rather fake a smile and a hand shake to firm that bond of aid.

“I don't care just have them away from me”

“Well that's impossible sweet heart, tonight was host specially for you. These people are here to meet my wife so you stay and fake that sweet smile you have” my waist felt the pressure of his hand tighten on the sliver beads that leaned beauty to the dress.

“Mr. Stone” that voice , it could belong to no other than Thomas George. His looks were mine to feed on, his grumpy eyes and bow head were booster to my night of glory. I stayed my head tall with his leaned to the opposite.

“Congratulations on your wedding” his words came scarce to the ears.

“Thank you for coming, but do say hi to my beautiful bride” I shifted my steps to him, receiving every hint from him. “Uncle you don't have to say I know your blessings aren't with me but be sure that this is just the start. You'll see, the black empire will be ours again, one by one I'll take you down and reveal the true fraud” I straightened my posture, his eyes went wide as he stiffed the grunt out. Tacking his hands on his pocket which he trouser didn't have. “It best you and my uncle have a nice discussion'

“Alice” Samantha crossed in, taking me on my feet. “I really underestimated you, I don't know how but you really are always leading “ she told “ and is that a bad thing?. In life there has to be someone we look up to , so it shouldn't be hard for you to look up to me” she chortled at my statement.

“Don't underestimate me as I did you “

“Oh no I won't, trust me I've seen what you're capable of but believe me this time I won't hand you that opportunity“ I informed her getting a hint of uncertainty from her. I couldn't tell whether she was happy or irritated, she looked more like…I didn't know.

“Neither will I hand you the same, whatever I've taken is mine” she sent back, stating her ownership on her husband and the position. She had nothing to worried about, her husband was the least of my concern, he was a mistake that got erased.

“Darling I've gotten something better than the trash you picked, you can keep him for all I care. But know this the position that I won't let you have, it mine to take back”

“I'm guessing you cousins are having a reunion, if you don't mind shall I cut in?“ Violet curves spiked in, sending a wary look to both of us. Her presence wasn't much of a surprise as she always meant the opposite of what she uttered. Her morning words were declined to my invite to the party, she scolded to be busy and wanted nothing to do with such fancy parties, but I knew better to take her words to heart .

At the other hand mom was not in agreement with my sudden marriage. She told her motherly instinct told I was doing the marriage for something other than love. Well she her instincts were true but I couldn't face myself to tell her the truth. The best to my words were I was getting married because I loved him, even with her sudden question of falling in love I took an evasion of a different topic.

Grace didn't show as her husband Liam didn't allow. I remember the look on her face, her eyes were dimmed of it's true glow, the hands joint on itself. Her voiced poured the deepest apology. I knew how much she wanted to be a witness to my marriage, in the last year's she spent months planning and how she was going to hand my future man head ache. The traditional of the sisters requesting the brother in law for debts owned by his new bride was dead rat.

That moment I came to realize that things we planned doesn't always go as we want them , sometimes fate takes a different tune from the lyrics we wrote.

“Were you two on to another cat and mouse fight” violet brows cocked at me to spill the bean.

“Anyway, Steve asked to share his warm regards to your marriage” Samantha cut in, saving me from her.

“Why, couldn't he face his guts to tell me himself”

“That you have to ask yourself” she stormed away.

“So you finally got your self in more troubles. You're married what next?“ what next should always be a surprise even to the one handing the surprise and I intended to keep it that way.

“How did you get both mother and Arthur angry at you?“ even I didn't have the answer to her question, I was baffled at Author's reaction towards the news of my marriage. The doors of the cafe went wild in display of his hand, he stormed his feet to the table I was serving. His eyes were darker than the usual with pale red hosting on the white eye, his veins were visible to the eyes.

“We need to talk” he said hooking his hand on my wrist, with force he compelled my body to move to his will. My body went stumbling on the door, his hands framed on his forehead, gathering a ruffle of his skin. I watched as his legs paced in rounds, tittling his hands on different positions.

“You're getting married, why didn't you tell me?“ his voiced howled out, catching the attentions of the passersby. Perhaps he was being concerned as a family lawyer who has watched me grow, he must be concern of my choices I thought through, sketching the cause of his reaction.

“I'm sorry Author, it skipped my mind to inform you of it plus you are so busy, I didn't disturb you”

“Have I ever complained about you being a burden or disturbance to me?, then tell me why the hell would you do something like this behind my back?. Couldn't you have asked me before you went …” “rrrr” he grunted out ,sharing his back with me. I grabbed a look of his hands folding in prayer form, then face his eyes on me. “Do you know how stupid your decision is?“ he asked

“I get it you're mad I didn't inform you earlier, but that shouldn't cause your over reaction. It not such a big deal”

“Isn't it?, hmmm?. You signed a stupid contract without having a lawyer review it and you claim it not a big deal” I was more surprised of how he got to know if the contract, I didn't tell anyone about not, so how he got to know was the bait I wanted to figure out.

“You ,young lady is going to bridge out of that contract and clean this mess” that was my limit, I appreciated his concerns and care but it was my life and decisions to make, I gave him no rights to dictate in it.

“I'm sorry but I can't. I've already signed the wedding certificate. Besides, this is my decision to make not yours”

“Okay” his nose was a tomato sour from all the rubs, his gaze fell on me one last time before fading his steps away. Truth be said I was taken by his over reactions.

“So how did you do it?“ Violet snatched the thoughts away.

“Are you here to congrats me or investigate me?“ her eyes went soured on my question.

“I only came because I had nothing to do plus I felt pity for you” she snubbed in with a shrugged. “Yeah right” I taunted out her lies.

“Sorry to interrupt, but can I steal my beautiful wife for a minute?“ his voice couldn't be more calm and sweet as he faked it, those sweet eyes that he blessed on me, the politeness and his touch on my skin that rubbed in magnets of sessions. “I have to introduce her to some important guests” he ended pulling me away with a nod from violet.

Got to give it to him ,he was such an actor, a profession in that field would have earned him a lots.

“So who're these important guests?“ I asked following his lead.

“You will know once you get to meet them” he dryly said hanging me on a thin rope.

“This is my beautiful wife Alice, Alice meet Peter” he introduced on stop

“Hi”

'no, no, no' the voices screamed in my head, not another trouble I'd already forgotten about the past. Why was he in front of me again?.

“Peter is an investor and partner in my company” he furthered the introduction, I took several looks on him, wondering the hundred of changes his body has formed, his name was alien to me, but that face was one I couldn't forget so easily.

But why was it in front of me?.