Athena
"Mum what are you saying?" I slowly asked, pausing from taking a bite of my pancake.
"We are not forcing you, we will never force you." Mum said quickly. "But....you know you are 25 and you have a good business going on....you achieved all the things you wanted now. So any thoughts about ... getting married?" She said hesitantly, maybe so I wouldn't panic.
I now chewed slowly, thinking. I was not seeing anyone right now, so are they meaning an arranged marriage?
I had a good job, I was educated, but does that mean I want to enter the 'next step of life' as they say?
".....who do you have your eyes on?" I blurted out, taking a huge bite that I finished the pancake. Both Mum's and Dad's face lit up, thinking I am interested in whatever shit they were gonna say.
Well fuck me, their smiles made me go all bubbly inside, I don't think I can say no to their face.
"Ace Williams, a 26 year old billionaire, handsome, all woman's dream." Mum gushed.
Dad was staring at her. Ouch.
Ace Williams....Ace....Ace...wait, oh no.
"Yeah, no I can't." I replied in boredom, standing up and taking my plate with me.
I never stalked him in anyway, he just happens to be everywhere and manages to be a topic between gossiping groups.
To my dismay.
"Yeah exa- - wait what? Why?" Mum asked, making me go all silent.
Ace.....well, was very handsome. Very handsome, you would be like a little kid on Christmas seeing Santa if you are in front of him.
Looks are deceiving though. I never let it into my head. All that mattered to me was the soul and what the heart was filled with, because that's were actual humanity lives.
I am sure I have met him once in one of the parties my parents dragged me to.
"Isn't Ace....Ace Williams, the man I met during the gala of 2019?" Mum's face flushed as Dad scratched his neck.
So yes. That gala was horrible.
"I was hoping you wouldn't remember." Mum said sheepishly. I rolled my eyes drying off the plate.
"How can I forget a man who splashed champagne on my lovely dress, had the guts to not say sorry, and instead started shouting of how I drenched his shoes? People were staring Dad. Rude asshole." I mumbled at the last so they wouldn't hear me cussing.
"He was kind of....in a tense mood that night." I scoffed at Mum. "Does that mean he has the right to be mean to others?" I shot back but shit, I was in no mood to talk more about this.
"Bu- -"
"You expect me to spend the rest of my life with that rude person?" They shifted on their seats uneasily.
"Still it wo- -"
"Mum." The finality in my tone made her shut up. I gritted my teeth, not being able to forget the humiliation I had to face that night.
I couldn't care less about what other people think. It's about his guts to shout at me when it was his fault.
That incident alone is enough for me to judge him. Simply rude and arrogant.
"If you don't have anything else to talk about, you both may leave." Shit, I was kicking out my parents.
They were the most sweetest parents ever, giving me all the freedom for everything. Other moms would have kicked their kids asses for trying to throw them out.
I kinda felt bad for using the freedom they granted me against them, but well, the topic was pissing me off.
People have said I was a really crazy one, and yes, they are right. I have done some crazy things in my life, and I don't think I am gonna stop anytime soon.
I snapped out my thoughts and looked at my parents. Surprisingly, they stood up to leave. Before they went out the door, dad paused and turned around to face me.
"I hope you think about it. He can be a gentleman when he wants to." I rolled my eyes, heading to the door to close it.
"If a man is a gentleman when he wants to, then he is not one." They sighed and with that, they left.
I slammed the door shut, walking into my large house. It had just a single bedroom and attached bathroom, which were both large and a large open kitchen with the living room. I loved it here than back at the mansion.
It was large but homey. The mansion was simply enormous, cold and lonely.
My phone rang as I rushed to pick it up. Shit its Layla, my best friend.
"Are you ready?" She chirped as soon as I picked up. Shit.
"Uhh yeah I am, just putting on my heels." I said, running to my room to change.
"You didn't start....did you?" I grinned sheepishly to myself at her hesitating voice. "No, my parents were here."
"I DON'T FUCKING CARE I WILL BE THERE IN 20 MINUTES TO DO YOUR MAKEUP YOU BETTER BE READY BY THEN!!!!" I threw the phone on the bed which kept screaming her voice as I dug through my closet.
Layla was always like this. That one person who understood me. Me and my craziness.
"I got it i got it just stop screaming." I sighed and hung up, hopping into the shower. Doing a bit of shaving and shampooing I got out, slipping into the short dress for my friend's wedding.
A wedding is stressful enough with you being just an audience and my parents wants me to be the bride.
Pffttt....
Just as I finished drying my hair multiple bangs was heard on the door making me roll my eyes. "Coming coming, don't knock it down like the last time!"
"Well, I didn't expect you to be that fast. You look beautiful." Layla complimented as soon as I opened the door.
"Come on, party is at 8. You look pretty too."
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"Hi! Congrats Nicky!" I hugged my close friend. Note, close friend and not best friend.
There is a difference.
"Thank you! What is this?" She asked, shaking the gift I gave her like a kid on her birthday. "Hey hey hey, don't shake it, might break." I winked but then frowned. "Where is your hubby?"
"Noah went to buy something that he wouldn't even trust his best man with." Noah...hot name. Hot guy too I guess.
We both were one of the most wanted and beautiful single girls in college, so why not a hot guy that lives up to her standards.
"Nicky I have to tell you, the chicken nuggets are coated with dust from heaven." Layla came up with a small plate filled with tiny pieces of nuggets. I snatched some, I was hungry. By the time we reached here it was 10 at night, but was in utter relief knowing there was still food.
One good reason I come for big occasions.
"All Noah. Oh just in time, there he comes!" Nickly gushed as she speed walked past me in her heels to the direction of her husband.
"Holy nuggets..." Layla breathed out with her mouth hanging open. "He is that hot huh?" I smirked and closed her mouth with a push of my index finger.
"Aherm.... uhhh... perhaps you might wanna take a look at ...the... hot man you are talking about...?" Her stuttering made it clear he was from heaven.
What am I doing? Picturing my friend's husband as hot? Get a grip.
I turned around and smiled, but then it dropped as my jaw hung open. "Very hot huh?" Layla whispered, bursting into laughter the next minute as she recovered from her shock but I....
"What in the name of Dumbledore....?" I might faint.
There was Nicky, one of the most beautiful woman in the most prettiest bridal dress clinging onto...