JENNY’S POV
“Your son doesn’t like me at all,” I told my soon to be husband Andrew.
“He will come around,” Andrew convinced me but I couldn’t believe him. The way his son looked at me and the way he stormed out in the middle of our dinner was not pleasing. It broke my heart.
I know that the mum died recently but that doesn’t have anything to do with the two of us. We love each other. Time does not determine love, you can meet with someone and use ten years to get to know them while in other case, and you can meet someone and just use a week to know them.
Love is not determined by time.
“How are you sure?” I asked him.
“He is my son and I know him better, come on stop fuming,” Andrew urged me and I forced a yellow smile on my face.
I had known him for a month and I loved him. He come to my life when everything was crushing down and I am happy to know that he is going to fix things in my life.
I met him at a bar that I was working on. He was so broken thanks to the fact that his wife had died and I therefore took the advantage to get to know him.
I ensured that he drunk to every last bit of the bottle of vodka on his table and after that, I was capable of taking him to my studio apartment in the city suburbs.
The next morning when he woke up, he was very shocked to find me. I told him that he begged me to stay with him the previous night and he even insisted on coming to my house.
He had this stupid idea that his dead wife probably sent me to him and that is when we grew fond of each other. I had to quit my bar tender job because I didn’t want him to see me as that w***e type of woman.
I lied to him that I was still looking for a job and that is when he offered me the secretarial job at his Construction Company.
We were now too close thanks to us working together. I ensured that he liked every bit of me and that meant that I had to hide whom I truly am.
Today, he wanted to introduce me to his son but his son didn’t like me at all. He hated me from the word go and this disturbed me. I wanted him to love me. I am this close at being his step mother and this meant that I would be rich.
All my troubles could come to an end. My search for money and all those expensive things will be over. I will be the rich madam I used to admire when they come to the club to drink or rather to celebrate something.
His son must like me, I am going to do all that it takes to ensure that he likes me. This wedding must go on as planned.
“I hope that this has nothing to do with our wedding,” I told Andrew.
“Let us give him some time, I hope that he will finally accept you as her mother and we will wed happily and live happily ever after,” Andrew convinced me bur something in me told me that this is going to be harder than it looks like.
What if he doesn’t like me and the whole wedding doesn’t take place? His son Brandon would have ruined my plans.
I have to do something to ensure that it does not get to that point. I wanted his dad to be legally wedded to me.
“Come on, stop stressing hard on the issue. Things will finally fall into place. Come on let us cherish this night that we have together,” Andrew convinced me and I finally agreed. I am not going to stress over this issue yet I have promised myself that I was going to do all it takes to ensure that Brandon comes around.
“Okay baby,” I was standing by the window all this time and he was seated on his bed.
When he said this, I stopped what I was doing and joined him in bed.
I should focus on this moment. Worrying about the future doesn’t help in any way.
I slept next to him and waited for him to touch me but he didn’t. In a short while, he slept like an old hog that he is.
What is his f*****g problem? I will be done waiting for him to have s*x with me. Why can’t he just have s*x with me?
Every night when I expect him to make love to me, he comes up with excuses that he cannot erect because each time he thinks of f*****g me, he is reminded of when he was told of the news that his wife had died.
If that is not the excuse anymore, he will tell me that we are exhausted for we had a long day.
Well, if he says that too much, he tells me that it is too soon to make love to me yet his wife’s grave had not grown grass yet. To mean that it was too soon for everything.
I had to persevere this treatment because I wanted his wealth and reaches. I didn’t want to ruin this relationship that we had created for the past few weeks.
Once I get married to him and he continues behaving like this, I will find myself a boy who will fulfill me in terms of s*x. I cannot live like this.
It is as I I am sleeping with my sister.
This is so bad.
I have had a couple of boyfriends in the past and going a month without having s*x is too much. I don’t know to what extent I will persevere, but I know that I will soon enough find a man to satisfy me in bed.
I will have an affair, name it, I will cheat on him. Well, I have to get married to him first before I call finally think about all that.
I need money and after money, I will need a man, preferably a young star to spice up my s*x life.
The new adult have so much energy when it comes to that, and that is exactly what I wanted.