Broken Pieces - L. S. (read any book TXT) 📗

Christy parked her Mini Cooper. I went inside the café and saw her sitting on the corner.

“Hey,” I greeted her as I walked towards the table.

She stood up and gave me a tight hug. Christy is looking perfectly tanned wearing her white v-neck shirt and plaid checkered skirt.

“Wow, I love how tan you got in Bahamas,” I said as I was sitting down. “I bet you did have a great time,”

She laughed at me.

“Well, yeah, I did, I feel like I really needed to get away, I mean Johnny and I really needed to get away,” she said, her eyes beaming. “This trip connected us even more and I feel like our relationship went even deeper.”

I smiled at her.

“I am so happy for you, like genuinely happy,”

“Me too,” she agreed. “Well, enough of me, how is the newly engage?”

She reached out to my hand and takes a look at my ring.

“This ring is really gorgeous and definitely costs a million bucks,”

I sighed.

“Yeah, I know, Carter did not want to disclose the price of this ring, but I am sure as hell that this costs a fortune.”

She laughed at me.

“Jill, you have been with Carter for more than a year, you should be getting used to this lifestyle by now.”

I nodded.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Stop complaining and start accepting that this is your life and being with Carter is your fate”

I smiled.

Christy and I talked a little bit more before we said our goodbyes. She said she still needed to run some errands for her mother.

I was walking towards the parking lot where I left my car when a black BMW stopped in front of me. I smiled as I remember the first time I saw Carter, when he was sitting on his car waiting for me outside Keith’s club.

A guy wearing a black suit and tie get off the car and stood in front of me.

“Can I help you?”

“Ma’am, Mr. Greene would like to pay him a visit,”

I unintentionally raised my brow? Why would Carter want me to pay him a visit when we are living together?

“Carter?” I asked.

“No Ma’am, Mr. Caesar Greene would like you to pay him a visit,”

I bit my lip.

“Oh! Carter’s father,”

My heart suddenly started to beat so fast. It’s been a week since I last saw him, actually and first saw him and he hasn’t called or talked to Carter since.

I only know very little of him. I know that he stays in Paris ever since Carter took over their family business. He is divorced with Carter’s mother who lives in New York with her new husband and Carter’s half siblings. I never met them and Carter hasn’t seen them in years. I am not even sure if they are coming to our wedding or if they knew Carter and I were engage or if they knew me at all for that matter.

“I have my car with me, should I just tail behind?” I asked.

I don’t wanna live my car at the café.

“Sure do Ma’am,” The guy said and got inside the black BMW.

I get inside my Bentley and started the engine. I stayed behind and noticed that we are heading to Hollywood Hills.

Nineteen minutes later we entered into a wide driveway and stopped in front of a floor to ceiling glass house. I was in awe of what I saw. Everything was beautiful. Did Carter live here? Is this where he spent his younger days?

The man in black suit assisted me to the main entrance where I was cheerfully greeted by a middle-aged woman wearing a navy blue short sleeve dress.

“Good afternoon Miss Winters” she warmly said to me. “This way Miss, Mr. Greene is waiting for you at the library,” she added.

I smiled back at her and followed her to the stairs. We stopped in front of a wide wooden door, I watched her knocked twice before she opened the door herself. I tailed behind her as she walked inside. Every corner of the room has floor to ceiling shelves with book in it. I wondered if he read all these books.

At the center of the room I found a wide glass table where a MacBook is sitting, a glass of bourbon or scotch and a couple of books. There is also a black leather swivel chair.

“Mr. Greene, she’s here,” the woman said without waiting for his respond, she walked out

I saw him standing with his back on us. He is wearing a cream knitted sweater and a pair of khaki pants. He looks comfy compare to when I saw him at the restaurant the night Carter proposed to me.

“Good Afternoon, Mr. Greene,” I greeted him nervously.

He turned around to face me. His expression is blank. I am really intimidated by this man.

“Good Afternoon Ms. Winters,”

Authority is obvious on his tone.

“Have a seat,” he said pointing his index finger on the wooden chair in front of his desk.

I sat nervously, put my bag on the floor right beside my feetand my hands on my lap.

“Do you want anything to drink? A whisky? A glass of wine?” he genuinely offered.

I shook my head. My body is shaking a bit and I don’t even know why. I don’t even know why I am here.

“Why am I here Mr. Greene?” I nervously asked.

He smiled at me.

“I am not going to beat around the bush,” he started. “I don’t like you for our family,” he told me.

I was stunned.

“The night when Carter proposed to me, you even congratulated us,”

He laughed as if I said a joke. What is funny?

“Do you expect a former CEO like me would make a scene and shout at everyone that I don’t like you for my son? I never expected you to be this clever Ms. Winters, you are much naïve than I expected.”

I swallowed. I don’t know what to say.

“I love your son Ms. Greene, and I am not after your family’s wealth,”

He stood up.

“I don’t give a damn on what you are after, I don’t want you to have our name, you almost ruined my great grandfather had worked hard for and I am not going to let you do it again.” He said, this time he is angry. “I want you gone,”

I swallowed. I once lost Carter and it wasn’t a great place to be. He was hurt when we were apart and I don’t want that to happen again.

“I love your son, believe it or not, I do, and I am glad that he loves me.” I said trying to keep my composure as my memories with Carter came flashing back on me. “I know my past was bad, I would change it if I could, but Carter saw me beyond of who I was, he chose to see what I could become and I will not do anything that will make him feel any pain, even if it means, fighting you for it.” I swallowed. “I don’t want to be rude, in fact I have the highest respect for you Mr. Greene, but I will only be gone when Carter wants me to be gone, until then I am not going anywhere,”

I stood up and started gathering my things.

“I’ll see myself out Mr. Greene, enjoy the rest of your day,”

I walked out of the room and his huge house. I know what I did was dangerous but I couldn’t just sit there and swallow everything he is saying to me. I don’t blame him if he doesn’t want me for Carter, I know who I was but I am not going to make that decision for Carter, he too should not. Carter is a grown up man, he can definitely make decisions for himself.

 

At home I decided to make some mac and cheese for dinner. I sent Martha home early and she was happy about it. After my encounter with Carter’s dad I am up for chores. My heart is beating so fast even though a couple of hours has passed. I also cannot take my mind off what happened earlier. I don’t know Mr. Greene aside from the obvious fact that he is Carter’s father and my soon to be father in law. I also know that he is the former CEO of their Real Estate Company but I don’t know what he can do or what he is capable of. I also do not know if I should tell Carter what happened this afternoon. I know how close he is with his dad and I don’t want to come between them. I am also hoping that I didn’t burn some bridges from what I did.

I glanced at my wrist watch, it ten to seven. Carter will be home anytime soon, I checked on the oven and the mac and cheeses will not be ready for a couple of minutes. I decided to take a shower to freshen up a bit.

The cold water lessen the anxiety I was feeling. I put on a white V-neck shirt and pair of denim shorts. I let my hair down and made my way downstairs.

The oven dings the same time I walked in the kitchen, the smell of cheese soothes my nostrils. My stomach garbled. I realized that I haven’t ate anything aside from the frappe I had with Christy.

My heart jumped in excitement when I heard Carter’s car entering the garage. His presence took all my worries away. I suddenly forgot my interaction with his father.

I turned the oven off, grabbed a pair of oven mitten and take out the pan from the oven. I put it on the island counter and made my way out of the kitchen to the living room to meet Carter.

He was wearing a gray office suit and put on an automatic smile when he sees me.

I walked towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled me for a quick kiss on the lips.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered.

I smiled.

“I’ve missed you more,” I replied. “Go change for something comfy, then we’ll have dinner,” I told him.

He nodded and once again pulled me into a tight hug before he went upstairs. As I was preparing the breakfast counter, I remembered his dad. It scares me but I had to fight him, I have to, I want to. Carter fought for me so many times and this is my chance to fight for him even if I don’t have any fucking idea on what my enemy is capable of.

 

 

I woke up the next day with the brightness coming from the outside. I glanced at the digital clock on the night stand, its 8:30 in the morning. Carter’s side of the bed is empty. He must’ve gone to work. I look at my naked self and my cheeks flushed as I remember the scene last night. As I was washing the dishes last night after dinner, Carter put me on the breakfast bar and made love to me there. It was kinky and sexy at the same time. We went to the bedroom and did it again and again and again until we were both exhausted and put ourselves to sleep. I can’t explain how happy I am with him. I don’t want to be away from him. Am I being obsessed with Carter? I asked myself. Can I be blame for it? He’s just perfect. He’s my perfect man and he loves me dearly.

My thoughts stopped as my phone rang. Nicole registered on the screen. I wonder why is she calling this early. Shouldn’t she still be sleeping at the hour?

I answered on the third ring.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked.

I climbed out of the bed and grabbed Carter’s button down shirt from the floor and put it on me.

“I’m sorry for calling but something terrible happened,” Nicole said, she was worried I can tell.

My heart jumped.

“Why? What happened? Are you alright?” I asked.

“The club USA in Orlando, someone set it on fire last night,” she said sounding disappointed.

What? Someone?

“Who?” I asked.

“We don’t know yet, Nate and Keith drove there and as far as I know