First Meeting Turned Our Wedding

Kyla Jackson

Kyla, please take the Telecom" Sandra, my colleague here at the restaurant said to me whilst she set another customer's order on the train. I nod my head before picking up the call.

"Mr. James" I said softly.

"Where is Sandra?" My boss shot me a question in a cold tone as soon as I answered the call.

I chewed my lip nervously. "She's attending to other customers" I answered.

I became my boss's worst enemy the day I turned his advances towards me down.

It all happened a week after I secured a job here. All thanks to my wicked aunt who is a friend to my boss, I was able to get the job. She wanted me to work so I could contribute to the house expenses.

I'm just 20 years old and I've been working my ass off for the past 5 years now. That was when my Dad died. I became a shadow of myself after his death. I was my father's daughter, his favorite as he loved and cared so much for me. I was treated like a princess but on a faithful day, one terrible night, he got killed by some unknown men right in my presence.

I couldn't see their faces as they all had a mask on but, I won't forget the mark I saw on their body. It was a butterfly mark tattooed on the back of their neck. They all had the same mark. I'm never going to forget such a horrible night.

I moved in with my aunt here in New York for a better future but, I had no idea I would end up in hell. All I got from her and her adopted son was nothing but pain and maltreatment. They both treat me like trash.

I feel like she has a grudge against my father and me.

"Get table 20 now and do not mess things up, Kyla. Important people are on that table, they can buy your entire generation. I do not want to lose important customers because of your irresponsibility" he warned and hung up the call before I could even say a word.

A deep sigh escaped my lip before running to the said table but guess who I met there? It's the BILLIONAIRE BACHELORS; Raymond Locason, Daniel Christopher, Micheal Jonathan, Lucas Santiago, Leon Delson, Steve Reign, James Mysterio.

That's the nickname people gave them. I really do not know how they came up with such a name but from what we heard, they all have been friends since childhood and they also went through a lot of hardship together before they made it this big.

Everyone in this country and even across the country knows who they are. Rich and famous. They are the youngest bachelor in town. Every single lady in this country wants to end up with at least one of them but I don't think that's ever going to happen. Why?

Because they don't believe in love. All they ever do is toy with girls' hearts, sleep with them, and treat them like pieces of garbage.

Before I could greet them and ask them what they would like to order, I heard Raymond Locason cursing and threatening to make a girl's life miserable for accepting the marriage proposal his mom offered her.

Marriage proposal? Is he getting married or what?- I thought.

Poor girl!

If she ends up with him means, she will have to endure all his rude behavior. Watching her husband sleep around with different women and-

Okay, Kyla. Can you just shut up and concentrate?! It's none of your business if he marries or not! Just stay out of people's business- I mentally scold myself.

I swallowed hard before opening my mouth to talk to them. I'm so nervous. They're the most successful businessmen, they are billionaires and it's hard for people like us to talk to them.

Nevertheless, I still summoned the courage to speak to them. "Good morning, gentlemen. What would you like to order?"

"Chicken fried steak for me" Daniel ordered surprisingly in a nicer tone.

I was thinking he would be rude.

I hurriedly write down his order before facing Micheal. "What about you sir?"

"Mexican flat enchiladas. Is it available?" He asked.

"Yes sir, it is." I answered as politely as I could. "Would you want a fried egg on top or not?" I added.

"Sounds great. Never tried it but would give it a try" I nod my head and write it down too.

Before I could ask the third person, Raymond Locason suddenly slams his hand roughly on the table, making me jolt in fear.

"Never will I fucking marry that bitch! I can't believe Mom is fucking doing this to me! She wants me to marry my enemy's daughter?!" He burst angrily.

"Calm down, Ray. We're outside and people are watching" Leon said.

"I don't fucking care! How does she expect me to live under the same roof with the same girl her Dad killed mine?! Does that even make sense!"

"That's why Leon asked you to calm down. You have your way of dealing with this, remember? You already have a plan for her" Steve said, caressing his shoulder.

This is deeper than I thought.

I took their order and ran back to the counter to tell Sandra. She got their orders on the train and I picked them up carefully. I walked back to their table and gently placed everyone's order in front of them.

I returned to the counter again, took their drink, and walked over to them. I placed each person's drink in front of them but when it got to Raymond, I had no idea how it all happened, I hit my leg on something and ended up spilling the drink on him.

"Fucking shit!" He growled and jumped up from his seat angrily.

"I'm... I'm sorry sir" I tried cleaning his expensive suit but he ends up pushing me roughly, making me hit my butt badly on the floor.

Not bothering about the pain I was feeling at the moment, I still managed to get up and tried cleaning his suit again and he allowed me this time around.

I was still trying my best to clean up the stain on his beautiful expensive suit when my boss suddenly showed up. Without asking a question, he saw the scene and glared hard at me.

I stood there trembling in fear. If he ends up firing me because of this then, my Aunt will kill me.

"I swear, I have no idea how it happened. It was a mistake" I began to explain myself to my boss even before he asked me questions.

"You know what? I'm out of here!" Raymond suddenly hissed, pushed me out of his way and walked out.

My boss then turned to face his friends. "I deeply apologize on behalf of my incompetent employee. If you'll leave this to me, I will make sure she gets punished" he said.

"It's fine. Just be careful next time" Lucas patted his shoulder but faced me as he said that. "Come on, guys" he added and they all left.

My gaze is still fixed on their retreating back whilst I chew my lip nervously. My boss slowly turns to face me with a devilish look on his face. "Meet me in my office, NOW!" He ordered and left too in anger. At the same time, my phone beep in my pocket.

It's my Aunt.

"You have to come home now!" She ordered as soon as I answered her call.

"B... But I... M.. my... My work... I just... I mean, I still have three more hours before my closing time and I-"

"I don't care, bitch! Just drop whatever you're doing and come back home. Now!" She said and hung up the call on me.

I stood there contemplating what to do. If I leave now, I'm going to get fired. And, if I don't go to my aunt, she will make life a living hell for me!

What do I do?- I thought chewing my lip nervously.

Kyla Jackson

I walked into the living room and saw my Aunt seated majestically on her favorite couch with her legs crossed on each other. I ended up leaving the restaurant without seeing my boss and there's no doubt that I'm already fired.

"Here she comes, bitch!" She hissed and then threw a beautiful black dress at me. I hurriedly grabbed it before it could land on the floor.

She might find fault in that again and starve me for making the dress fall on the floor. Not only for a day but might go on for a week.

I was tempted to ask her what's the occasion but she beat me to it. "Go to your room now and get changed into this. Your husband-to-be will be visiting soon" She announced like it's the simplest thing in the whole world.

"W... What?!!!"

"You'll be getting married first thing tomorrow morning. You have a problem with that?" She said again in a nonchalant tone.

Tears instantly welled up in my eyes. "Aunt Capella, g.. ge.. getting married, ho.. how? But I don't have a boyfriend" I asked softly afraid that my question might upset her.

I just hope it's not what I'm thinking.

"Of course, I'm not dumb. I know you don't have a boyfriend and that's why I found you a husband instead. You'll be getting married tomorrow and that's it. "

"Are you selling me off to a wealthy man?" I asked, my voice now trembling.

"Yes, I am! I need to sell you off so I can save my dying company. The same company I use in feeding and clothing you! Now tell me, are you marrying him or not?" She asked, giving me those killing eyes.

At this point, I dare not tell her I don't want to. She will end up throwing me out of the house.

Where will I go if that happens? Neither do I have a job or anyone to run to.

Tears finally slipped down my cheeks before making my way slowly up to my room.

•

I stared at myself through the mirror in front of me and a sigh escaped my lip. This dress is indeed beautiful. It's a short strapless black gown that stopped an inch before my knee. It has a cut at both sides waist with an embroidery design all over it, especially the down part.

This is my first time putting on an expensive and good-looking dress after my Dad's death. I didn't have enough money for shopping and neither did Aunt Capella bother to get me any good dress.

Styling my hair in a ponytail, I decided to leave my face natural as I did not have any makeup. I've decided to do as I was told without arguing or proving stubborn. Even if I plan to run away, I have nowhere else to go to.

Being a married woman to a wealthy man is better off living in hell with Aunt Capella and her asshole son, Joel who's 6 years older than me.

My room door opened and Joel walked in and I became alarmed.

"What are you doing in my room?" I asked, glaring at him.

"What am I doing in your room?" He repeated the same question and smirked. He strode fast towards me and suddenly pinned me to the wall. "Well, let's show you what I came here to do" he added as he leaned his face closer to mine but I pushed him away with all my might.

My heart begins to pound fast again.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I asked, taking a step back from him.

He's a prick! He's an asshole! He has always been an asshole! I hate being around him because he always makes me feel so uncomfortable.

The way he always stares at me and the way he touches me, I hate it!

"I've always known you to be this beautiful. Just take a look at you" he commented flirtatiously, taking a step closer.

"Don't you dare come closer to me" I warned, taking a step back again from him.

"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Daddy is here for you. All I want is just to feel you" he said, coming closer again.

As he moved closer, my heart started to strike from pain. This always happens to me whenever I'm scared.

I wish he could just go away from here. I hate his presence! I really do!

I tried escaping out of the room but he grabbed me and pulled me closer to his body. "I heard you will be getting married tomorrow. How about you consider my offer before you become a Mrs? Allow me to have a taste of you" he said, his hand beginning to roam all over my body.

"You must be crazy!" I shot him an angry stare as I pushed him again with all my might.

My eyes falling on the knife on my nightstand, I hurriedly move closer and grab it.

He smirked and raised his hand in the air. "Don't you dare come closer to me else, I still strike you with this knife" I threatened.

He is crazy if he thinks I'm going to give in to his foolish desire. He knew that I am a virgin and had been asking to be my first. This is not his 10th attempt to sleep with me. I'm glad I always find a way to escape from him every time he makes advances but I'm really scared right now.

He might really end up having his way with me with this scary look on his face.

Without heeding to my warning, he stride fastly towards me and without thinking twice, I strike him hard with my eyes closed. A second later, I slowly opened my eyes and saw blood flowing out of his body. I screamed as the knife in my hand instantly fell on the floor and I began to tremble in fear.

Di... Did I... Did I just kill him?!!!

My room door suddenly burst open and my Aunt barged in. "You foolish cursed gir-" she stopped in her mid-sentence as she saw the scene in front of her.

"JEOL!!!!" She screamed as she rushed towards him.

Kayla Jackson

"Je... Jeol! Are you okay? What happened to you? Why are you in a pool of blood?" She bombards him with questions in a worried tone.

"I'm fine, Mom. It's just a minor cut, I will be fine" he said as a small smile crept at the corner of his lip.

"What do you mean, you're fine? Who did this to you?"

"She did" he answered curtly pointing his index finger at me.

"What?!!!!" She fumed and turned to face me, anger laced on her face. By now, I was already quivering in fear and shedding tears at the same time. No words coming out from me. I tried opening my mouth to talk but, I couldn't.

"Bitch!" She marches forward and slaps me hard across my face.

I winced from the pain.

"What did you do to my son?!"

"I did nothing to him!" I finally said looking her straight in the eyes. This is the first time in my 5 years of staying with her I decided to summon the courage to stand up for myself.

Enough of the pain and cheating!

"What do you mean, nothing? I only came to call her as you asked but she turned wild out of the blue. She said something like; 'she's never going to forgive you for selling her out to someone' " he said with a straight face.

"W.. what? No! No, no. I... I never said that" I said, shaking my head vigorously and tears won't stop flowing down my cheeks freely.

"You said that?"

"No, I did not-" Before I could complete my sentence, she slapped me hard, cutting me off.

I turned my head to look at Jeol who was standing right behind her and passing me a devilish smirk.

Just before she could bounce on me again, we heard a knock. "Who's there?" She asked in a pissed tone.

"Becca, ma'am"

Becca is our maid.

"Come in"

She walked in, saw the scene going on, and passed me a pitiful look.

"What? Are you going to stand there looking around or tell me what brought you here?"

"Sorry ma'am. They're... I mean, your visitors are here" she announced and my heart stopped beating for a second.

What if he's an old man? What if he's a drug dealer, an addict, or even a woman beater just like Aunt Capella? Should I run away from here?

Even if I want to, how will I do that? We only have one exit and that's through the main door in the living room.

The way she suddenly grabbed my hair tightly in her hands brought me out of my thoughts. I winced in pain as I looked into her eyes.

I was wrong earlier when I said I'm going to stand up for myself. I can never do that. I'm a weakling and will always be!

"Stay right here in this room and never go out. I will come and get you when it's time, understood?" She said, grabbing my hair really hard this time around.

"Yes, yes" I answered hoping she would just let go of my hair. It's really painful.

"Good" She pushed me out of her way roughly and walked out of my room. Becca follows right after her leaving behind Jeol and me.

"How was the little drama? Did you enjoy it?" He asked, his lip twitching into a sneer.

"You bastard! You lied!"

"That's what you get for turning me down, princess" he winked and laughed wickedly before walking out of my room also.

I began to get cold, I slumped on the floor and curled in but, it didn't help to get rid of the cold. Tears freely stream down my cheeks too and now I feel nothing but pain all over my body.

This is not the life I had prayed for. I never wished for any of this to happen to me.

Ten Minutes later, my room door burst open again and Aunt Capella walks in. "Bitch! Why are you still on the floor, crying? Get up! It's time to meet your husband and his family" she said, dragging me up from the floor.

She sat me down on the chair and began to comb my hair neatly. She made it look neat once again after destroying it earlier. Someone walked in again and this time around it was Becca. She has a makeup kit in her hand.

Aunt Capella asked her to apply the makeup on my face and after a few minutes, she was done. I look at myself through the mirror as sadness and worrisome overwhelm my body.

All my pains have been hidden behind the makeup on my face.

"You can leave" She ordered Becca.

"Now listen to me you crazy girl" She said, turning me roughly to face her. "This meeting means a lot to me. Do not ruin it for me. Always make sure your response to them is Yes, understood? No matter what they ask you, make sure your response is nothing but positive... Is that clear?"

I only nod my head afraid of speaking. It's all pointless if I decide to go against her.

"Now, do me a favor and put a smile on your pretty face"

We both walk downstairs where I met a beautiful, classy, and elegant lady in her mid-50s sitting on one of the couches. Everything about her screams nothing but wealth.

Just as she saw me, she jumped up from her seat and engulfed me in a tight hug. Not only am I surprised but Aunt Capella and Joel also are.

"My goodness! I can't... I can't believe you grew up to become a beautiful lady" she commented and spun me a little.

"Yo... You know me?" I asked softly.

I can't remember ever seeing her face from anywhere.

"Of course, I do! I know you can't possibly remember me but I knew your Dad very well. He was a good man" she said again.

"I told you, you'll like her" Aunt Capella said with a fake smile on her face.

"I already loved her before coming here to see her. I can't wait to have you as my daughter-in-law" she squealed, excitedly.

"Yo... Your son?" I'm still confused about the whole thing.

I thought Aunt Capella sold me to an old rich man. And why does this woman seem so happy to see me?- I thought confusedly. A lot of questions running through my mind right now.

"Yes. Actually, he was here a while ago. He had to receive an important call and that's why he excused himself" she explained, smiling at me.

"Oh! There he is" she announced again and I turned my head to see who she's been talking about but I ended up getting the biggest worst shock of my life.

My heart stopped beating as I widened my eyes in horror.

Raymond Locason?!!!!!