Contract Marriage; Fated Love

“Hi!” a bright eyed young girl called smiling cheerfully and warmly at her.

“Hello.”

“Can I join you?”, she asked the smile still plastered on her face. She was carrying her tray of food.

“Sure, you can.”

“Thank you.”

She settled herself on the seat and placed her food on the table.

“I’m Xuo Yen.”

“Emily Muxin.”

“You are new here, right? I haven’t seen you around.”

“Yes, I am. I just came today. I am the fashion designer.”

“Oh! Wow. I thought as much. I am very familiar with nearly all the faces here. Nice to meet you.”

“Thanks. Nice to meet you too.”

“You look lovely, I must say.”

“Thanks.”

Before lunch was over, Emily had already found a friend in Xuo Yen.

“It was that thing you replaced me with, Xian. After all I did to get the position. After all the nights I spent in your house, the rough sex and the threesome you made me do. Still, you gave the offer to that silly girl. What did she give you that I didn’t? What has she got to offer? Tell me Xian!”

“Take your voice down, Wei. Don’t yell please. Someone might be near and hear you.”

“No one is around. They have all gone to have lunch. Remember we left earlier. Now tell me, why Xian? What’s my offence? You don’t know how much I eyed this role, do you? Do you even know what it means to me? A famous designer! I eyed that role for years,” she screamed grabbing him by the collar.

“It wasn’t me Wei. It was the CEO.”

“Do you expect me to buy that?”

“You need to believe me, Wei. I am not lying.”

“What did she give you that I didn’t? I satisfied all your sexual needs, all. You didn’t even care if I enjoyed it or not. I satisfied you as much as you wanted, anywhere, anyhow and anytime you wanted it. Only for you to relegate me to the background and give her the contract. Why Xian?” she broke down in tears.

“It was President Night, Wei. You know I won’t do anything to hurt you. I love you so much.”

“Pre…. pre… president.. Ni.. Night?”

“Yes. I was surprised too. I submitted your name to him but he rejected it instead.”

“I thought it was you. Are you not the one who had the sole power to choose fashion designers?”

“It was me. He rejected my decision at the dying minute. Believe me Wei. I sent your name to him. I spoke so well of you to a point that I was certain that you were going to get the contract.”

“And why didn’t you tell me? You kept using me, you slimy bastard!” she yelled hitting him hard and crying all the more.

“I didn’t use you. But hey! I have a good idea.”

“You used me. And to hell with your damn ideas.”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Just listen. You know how much I love you and how much I want you to get this contract. I have a plan. We can do something to take that designer out of the way.”

That evening was Gu Yanxi’s turn to rejoice. She was finally promoted after her many years of hard work. They both decided to celebrate themselves in a grand style. They agreed to attend a party that evening. They needed to spoil themselves silly.

The music was blaring and everyone was dancing to the tune of the music. Gu Yanxi wasn’t left out either. She swayed her waist to the tune and rhythm of the music and enjoyed every bit of it. Emily was rather a bit quiet. She did enjoy the party but she took care not to get drunk. Her ordeal of almost five years ago was still very fresh in her memory. She didn’t want a reoccurrence. She just sat all by herself and watched Gu Yanxi dance to her heart content. She suddenly felt the urge to use the restroom.

On her way out of the restroom, a young and handsome man stopped her.

“Hello, pretty.”

She took a discreet glance at him and was pleased by what she saw. He was handsome and had very good physical qualities. He was about 1. 7 metres tall and had a perfect profile. She however concealed her satisfaction.

“Hello pretty. How are you?” he asked again when he received no response from her.

“I’m fine, thank you,” she answered and made to walk away.

“Not so fast, pretty,” he said as he grabbed her hand. Emily looked at him in surprise. It was then he realized what he had done. He left her hands that instant.

“I’m sorry.”

There seemed to be a spark and they both hit off so well that they were laughing hysterically on their way back to the party hall.

“Let’s go and seat somewhere.”

“Sorry, I came with someone.”

“Can I have your phone number please?”

“Sure,” and she took his phone and input her digits.

She turned to the direction of her table and saw that her seat was already occupied by a guy. He was talking to Gu Yanxi and they seemed to be having a nice time. She didn’t want to disrupt.

When Greg noticed she wasn’t moving, he asked,

“Is there a problem?”

“No, not really.”

He traced her line of sight and asked,

“Your seat is probably occupied?”

“Yes,” she sighed.

“Well, that’s nice. You can come join me anyways.”

Emily finally gave in and went with him.

He turned out to be a very nice guy and she was comfortable with him.

“Are you kidding? A fashion designer?”

“Yes. Why are you this surprised?”

“I just love them and I love staying around them. I can be of very great help if you don’t mind.”

Wow! That was really going to be nice. She could swear she needed all the help she could get. She was capable of making the design on her own but she needed healthy criticisms and encouragement as well. She was grateful.

By the time she realized it, the night was far spent. She bid Greg goodbye and went back to look for Gu Yanxi. They needed to hurry home as it was a working day the following day. She looked around but there was no trace of Gu Yanxi!