100 Days With Mr Romero

“Good afternoon,” The young man greeted. I stood up confused, I’ve never seen him before. He had a gentle smile on his face, so that put me at ease-a little bit.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Afternoon,” I stood up. “Sorry, who are you?”

“Oh.” He chuckled. “Sorry,” he said. “I’m Stephan, Gideon’s driver.”

“Driver?” I exclaimed. He looked nothing like a driver, if I had met him on the roads any other day, never would I have thought he was a driver.

He gave a small laugh, scratching the back of his head nervously. “Gideon asked me to come get you.”

“Oh.” I stood up quickly. Here I was thinking Gideon would come get me himself. “Where is he by the way?” I asked Stephan.

“He’s waiting in the car,” Stephan said, he helped me with my bag, together we walked out of the room together. I couldn’t help glancing at Stephan as we walked to the car, he was handsome, with those baby brown eyes and curls that brushed up his ears, he also seemed really nice.

“OK.” As he said, Gideon was sitting in the car, I could see him through the rolled down windows. He seemed to be typing away on his phone. As he heard our steps approaching, he looked up, staring at me through the rolled down windows, for some strange reason I couldn’t seem to break of eye contact and it was only when Stephan pulled the door open for me that I realised that I had been holding my breathe.

“Hi,” I greeted as I sat in.

“You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I said quietly. “Also, thank you for agreeing to see my parents.” I added. “I really appreciate it.”

“No need for that, they’re not just your parents, they’re also my in-laws right?”

I gave him a side glance before looking out the window and giving a small nod. “Right,” I muttered. I was really nervous, I’ve never brought a man home to meet my parents, I didn’t know how they will react, and then how will the dinner conversations go on. I wish for nothing more but to skip this moment.

“Are you OK?” He came closer, wrapping his arms around my shoulder, his other grabbed my right palm. “Your hands are cold,” he pointed out.

“Eh, must be the weather.” The ride to my parents home was smooth, the cold air drove me quickly to sleep. I woke up to a gentle nudge and Gideon calling my name.

“We’re here Emily.” I blinked twice as I stared up to his face.

“Really?” I sat up straight, blushing when I saw I had been resting on Gideon chest. “That was fast.”

“No, it wasn’t, you slept through most part of the drive.” We got out of the car, Gideon ordered Stephan to drive around for awhile and come back few hours later. I watched as the car drove off, knowing that was my last aid to escape, but it was hopeless, I was the one who dragged Gideon here, I couldn’t run, beside they are just my parents, I shouldn’t be nervous. I shouldn’t be, but Gideon on the other hand- I turned to look at him, but he looked calm.

“Are you OK?” He asked as we stood before the door, I nodded my head and pressed the doorbell, since Gideon right hand held to my waist and the right was holding wine and flowers in a small basket for my parents, I had suggested the flowers for my mum.

“I’m fine, it’s just the cold getting to me.” That wasn’t really a lie as the air was chilly. The door was pulled open by my Father which really took me aback, I was expecting my mum, seeing her face would have calmed me down a little.

“Dad!” I gave a nervous laughter. “Long time no see.” But he wasn’t looking at me, he had his eyes on Gideon, he looked confused for a moment, then slowly, his eyes brightened.

“Mr Johnson?”

“Mr Brynch?”

What was going on? I frowned, really confused. “Do you two know each other?”

“Yes,” My father said with a big smile, stepping back as he ushered us in with excitement. “Mr Brynch here is a good friend.”

Well, fuck my life, it’s a small world after all.

My mum came out from the kitchen wiping her hands clean behind her apron. “Welcome,” she greeted with a warm smile.

“Good afternoon Ma’am,” Gideon greeted my mother with a charming smile. “I can finally see where Emma got her beauty from.” My mother giggled and I almost spit at the blush I saw on her cheeks.

She moved forward to collect the gifts Gideon was offering her. “Thank you and please call me Anne.” My mother only lets close friends call her by her real name, so it means she likes Gideon already, well, that’s good for me.

It turns out I had been terribly worried over nothing, Gideon and my parent got along real good. In fact, like my father had said he had Gideon had been friends for month after my Dad had helped him in a lawsuit filed against him, helping to prove Gideon’s innocent. He was filled with all smiles during the dinner and it turned out they had a lot in common, I let myself free of worries, everything was going to be fine.

Monday was the worst day ever and also the slowest, Monday stood for one thing I wanted to delete from my life so badly, work. I believe the only reason people do work is because of money, if only everyone had a magical genie to give us money every week it would make things so much easier, but then if everyone quit working, it only means the world was coming to an end.

This job was boring, no drama, everyone always kept to themselves and minded their business, back in the coffee shop we got something to either laugh, shout and talk about all day, I do miss my old coworkers and if not for money, I would still be there.

Gideon had suggested I quit my job and stay home, but it was something I wasn’t going to consider. We weren’t even married yet and I wasn’t going on training to become a stay at home wife, he had start budging when he saw that I wasn’t going to listen. I haven’t even been back at my apartment for weeks now, he didn’t want me to stay alone, because it wasn’t ‘safe’.

Thomas the office messenger winked at me as he passed by, and I gave him the bird. He was the office flirt, for some strange reason he thinks he’s ‘all that’, when he’s even lesser than the average looking man. “How are you today?” He asked with a smirk he deemed sexy, if only he had a mirror before him so he could see how he looked with the expression on.

“Fuck off, go jerk off or something.”

“You shouldn’t be-”

“Fuck off Tom, or do I need to call Andrew on you?” Andrew was our supervisor.

“Fine, I’m gone,” he raised his arms up in defeat walking away. “Bitch.” I heard him say.

“Dickhole!” The guts of the bastard, now I was definitely telling Andrew about him. How long was I going to keep enduring this, I picked up my phone and dialled Lily.

“Hey bitch,” She greeted the moment she answered, immediately putting her smile on my face.

“I’m bored and hungry.”

“Where are you?” she asked.

I sighed. “The office, work.”

“Ewww, when do you get off, who could stop by the bar to meet Olivia when you’re done?”

“OK.” Work seemed to move on even slower after I ended the call, it wasn’t like they was anything left to do, but I couldn’t still leave till seven. When the time finally reached I bolted out of my sit faster than flash. Lily was already waiting for me outside. “Fuck, I barely do any work there, but somehow it still stresses the hell out of me.” Was the first thing I said to Lily as I got into the car.

“If you don’t like the job, why don’t you quit?”

“I can’t quit, I need the money.”

“Girl, you are going to get married to Gideon Brynch, isn’t he like what, a billionaire? I haven’t even been to that house you stay in, I bet the room is made of gold.”

“Get your mind out of there, I don’t need Gideon’s money, I can handle myself also, there is nothing so special about the penthouse, it’s no different from yours.” Sometimes it’s like Lily forgot how rich her family was.

When we got to the bar, we were greeted by Livvie. “Long time, no see, I thought you girls had completely forgotten about me.”

“That’s not possible, I’ve just been really busy?”

“Don’t mind her, she’s been getting the dick.” Lily told her, if only she knew Gideon and I haven’t gotten involved since he found out I was pregnant. “You should the see the size of the dick she’s working.”

“You talk like you’ve seen it,” Livvie said to Lily

She shrugged. “I haven’t, but I’ve got my imagination. Emma’s vagina has probably been stretched to it’s limit-”

“Shut up you talk too much.” I hit her. “Why don’t you go, drink, and find someone-” My eyes caught someone familiar.

“What’s wrong?” Lily asked when she noticed something-more like someone- else had caught my attention. She followed my eye till she saw the person I was looking at.

“Who’s that?” Livvie asked.

“That’s Ciara,” I told them. “She’s Gideon’s friend and his ex.” She was dancing with someone, a man. “Who is she with, I thought she had a boyfriend.”

“Wow, a bitch and a cheat?”

I shrugged. “Maybe he’s a friend, they could just be here to have-” I swallowed my words, as the man she was with leaned down to kiss her.

“Just friends you say?” Olivia said. “I don’t know about you, but I sure don’t kiss my friends like that.”