Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (superbooks4u TXT) 📗

8

 

          Fame was a powerful thing. If it landed in the right hands, you could conquer the world. I was hearing her talking but I couldn't pay attention. My mind was somewhere. He didn't come back to the room after my parents left. I did know where he spent his night, sleeping in another room or sleeping with another woman. I shouldn't care about him. He had paid off the loan, debt, and I must not forget, fifty percent partnership with my dad in his business. Dad didn't mind as I'm his daughter and Edward is my husband. Still, the nagging feelings couldn't be ignored. It hit me every second. I thought about contacting him many times. That would be a mistake. Perhaps, not. I shouldn't present myself to him. I should respect myself. 

      She tapped on my shoulder, "Sienna, are you hearing me?" She raised her arched brows. Her fingers ran in her hair, showing her green painted nails. She's wearing a white tight dress. She was a hottie. Her blue eyes sparkled with the question, "Are you still into your honeymoon?" She wiggled her brows, giggling. 

        "Aerial!" I almost shouted at her. 

       She giggled more, "You're actually acting like a queen. See! You're giving me looks." She leaned forward and put her elbow on the arm of the couch. 

       "It didn't go like a fairy tale. It was an arranged wedding." I muttered, feeling sorry for raising my voice. 

       "He didn't touch you," She winced, her mouth wide open. 

       I actually gave her a hard look this time which I learned from my husband, "We did… you know." I shrugged my shoulders, escaping my gaze to meet her.     

       She scowled, "Then, what's troubling you like you have buried a dead body in your bedroom?" She asked with a soft snort and leaned back. 

       "My feelings for him," I muttered. I wouldn't have admitted my feelings for him. I could trust her with my life. 

       Her smile broadened. I placed my hands on her shoulders, stopping her from squealing and jumping. As I already saw them walking toward my father's office. 

       "Sienna, I wasn't expecting you here," I noticed the similar eyes of my husband. 

       My dad was also walking to his office. I should be in my office. But I like to operate my company from our small cabin right next to my father, "Charlie," He muttered with a smirk and offered his hand. They shook warmly exchanging pleasantries. 

       James was opposite to his elder brother. Though, they shared the same features. He wasn't like his brother, anger would not be even closer to him. 

       Someone cleared his throat, a giant smile was on his face. Aerial jumped on her feet. I rushed forward and opened my arms to hug him, "You didn't attend my wedding," I complained. 

       He laughed, drawing me into a bear hug. Aerial embraced us, "We missed you, dad." She said out loudly, happily. 

     "I missed you too. My children!" He proudly said. Thomas was the elder brother of my father. He lost his wife and son in a car accident years ago. He adopted Aerial. She was my everything, friend, sister, business partner, family, "Sorry, I was stuck in my business. You know the writer's life. I was in a jungle area. When I received Charlie's message. I left everything and See! Here I am." He kissed our heads. 

      We pulled back, "You won't do this with me, right?" She asked. 

      "It wasn't my intention," He paused, his smirk didn't disappear, "Aerial," He chuckled as he sang her name. 

     Aerial made a face in pretentious but grinned, "I'm famous, you know, dad." She fanned her hand and we all laughed together. 

     Our family moment! I was missing everything only when he left me alone. 

      We nodded and giggled together 

      "James, he's James." My father's voice faded when my gaze turned to her. Dad and uncle excused themselves. From dad's expression I got, he was going to explain everything to him. 

       James' gaze turned to her, "We haven't introduced," Her grin was wide on her lips when he firmly shook his hand with her. It dropped a little when he pulled back and paid attention to uncle and dad. Still waiting for me to answer him. He asked when he entered the office. 

        "Hanging out with my friend," I replied to him. 

        His head was slightly lowered. He was staring down at his phone, tapping his thumb over it, "Hm," He looked up at me with a smile, "We are leaving together after thirty minutes," I felt strange hearing it. We weren't good friends, we weren't in a deep talk in these eight days of my wedding. Where did this come from? I glanced at him and raised my brows in question. 

        "Can you drop me, please?" She asked. 

        I hit her on her knees, '' You have a car to drive," I reprimanded her, glancing at her. I knew what she was trying to do. It would just complicate things. 

        She hit me back on my hand, "Can't you keep your mouth shut. Can't you see I like him?" She whispered under her breath and passed a nervous smile to him. 

        "No, thanks. She'll drop me," I smiled. 

        He shrugged his shoulders and strode toward his company. My gaze met with the owner of the fashion organizers. I didn't know he was here. He nodded at me with a smile. I returned the gesture. 

        James was busy with his phone again. He must be explaining everything to his brother. Dad and uncle were nowhere to be seen. 

        I grabbed my purse and grasped her arm, "We're leaving, come," I tugged her off the couch. I should leave the office before he walks in. 

        "What? No way! You spoiled everything. I was about to go on a date with a charming prince." She acted to cry. 

        "Shut up, let's go. There are more handsome guys." I said, 

        "Are you asking me to date your husband," She wiggled her brows, naughtiness playing over her face. 

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