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MRS. COLES

GEORGINA SWIFT

I’m woken up early in the morning by nature calling. I roll out of bed to get off, only to get tripped and fall to the floor.

“Ouch!” I scream, not minding the pain on my body but my head that is banging like hell.

I had too much to drink and…

“Oh, my God!” I exclaim, quickly getting up on my feet, looking around the room.

I’m not in my room, and I am wearing my wedding dress which now looks dirty with red wine stains. So, I wasn’t dreaming. What happened yesterday really happened.

I am in so much trouble with my father!

“Chase!” I get on the bed with my knees and shake him to wake up from his sleep.

“Mm,” He moans but doesn’t wake up.

“Chase, you need to wake up!”

“Five minutes,”

“NOW!” I roar, causing him to jerk up his body.

He opens his eyes and deadly stairs at me with a warning.

“If you ever bark at me like that, I’ll make you regret it, do you understand, girl?”

“Chase, I need to go home, or my dad will come here blazing guns everywhere, tearing down this place looking for me,” I warn him.

“Why do you have to leave? You are my wife now,” He mentions the wife part, forcing me to pop my eyes.

“Wife? We didn’t get married for real, Chase. We were only role-playing,” I convince myself more than I try to convince him.

After the s*x we had in his car, I actually did tell him about my father arranging my marriage and about the dress I bought which was in my car. He insisted that I marry him so that I can give him an heir. I have always been obsessed by marriage and having kids, and his proposal didn’t sound too bad in my ears, so with that said, I was sold to the idea.

He made a couple of calls, and right then, we found ourselves in the courthouse marrying each other in my wedding dress. Right after, we went to his penthouse and had a couple of drinks with two friends who he called to come and celebrate with us.

I haven’t felt so free in ages. I was so happy to be around people and enjoy alcohol with the. I swear my own home was suffocating, and according to me, I do not want to leave this place.

“I’m dead. My dad is going to kill me, Chase,”

“Come here, babe,” He sits up, exposing his half-naked body to me.

I keep getting tangled in this dress, I don’t even remember falling asleep in it.

“Let’s get you off that thing. It’s work is done,” Chase says, unzipping the side of my dress. I get up on the bed to drop it off my body, exposing my naked body in front of his eyes.

“I like what I see,” He says, grabbing my thighs, getting his face between them and looks up at me. “Let me relieve the stress in you… it is not good for you and the baby,”

“It has only been a couple of hours, you realise that, huh?” I smirk.

“You are pregnant, and I’m sure about it,” He then runs his tongue on my coochie like he was licking his favourite lollipop.

I gasp and place my hands on his head.

“How are you sure?” I ask.

“You told me that your fertile windows were open and the ovaries were dancing.

“Oh,” It came out as a moan as he inserts his tongue in my entrance.

He then started using his finger, pushing it in and out while his thumb rounded in circles on my c******s.

I hold on to the wall as I cannot trust my legs anymore. His finger in me and the thumb are making a euphoria in my body. I can’t help but scream his name…

“Chase!”

… as the blood rushes from my body to my brain.

“c*m for me, sweetheart,” He said, getting harder and aggressive.

My legs start shaking uncontrollably, and something inside of me explodes tremendously, causing a shock to run down my body, and I tremble terribly.

“Oh, f**k!” I swear, falling down on top of him.

***

Chase was kind enough to borrow me his clothes after taking a shower at his house. Now I am wearing his sweatpants and a hoodie with my block heel sandals. Doesn’t that sound crazy?

Anyway, what is crazy is that, I am in my car in my father’s driveway. Chase offered to come with me, but he I did not tell him who my father really is, so I didn’t want him to freak out. Bur had I brought him here with me, my father wouldn’t even wait to hear our explanation. He would kill him right on the spot. Now, I have to put on my brave Georgina face and go and face my father who is probably breathing hell fire in the house.

I have been in here for at least twenty minutes now, thinking of a better way to approach my father. My phone has been off since yesterday afternoon. I do not know if he tried to call me or not, but I’m sure he waited all night for me to come home.

I’m suddenly startled by a knock on my window. I look out and notice the guard standing outside my door. I open the door and step out, because I can only guess that he was sent by my father to summon me.

I head towards the quiet house, and I am met by the servants cleaning and minding their own business although they know for sure what is going on. I walk past them in the foyer until I reach the lounge where my father is with Angela and three new faces.

I am assuming that one of the three faces is who could have been my husband, because the other two look like his parents.

“Dad…” I try and approach him in a respectful and calmly manner, but he is making it difficult for me as he is looking me deadly in the eyes as if he is daring me to say the next word.

He abruptly stands and takes a few steps towards me. I close my eyes and wait in anticipation for being hit by his hand, but he just exhales and speaks.

“We will talk about it later. Right now, go and get dressed and ready for the ceremony and meet us down here. The reverend will be here then to bless your marriage,” He spoke so gentle yet I never missed the authority in his tone.

I open my eyes and look up at him. He is just looking ahead of my shoulder as if he is watching something behind me. I look at the man that I’m possibly marrying and he winks at me and blows a kiss.

Disgusting!

“Dad, I will not marry anyone today,” I say a little loud for everyone to hear.

“What was that, Georgina?” He asks, now darting his eyes back to me.

“I said, I will not marry anyone that you choose for me to marry, so you might as well see them out because I already am married. My name is Georgina Beverly Coles,” I take out a hard copy of my marriage certificate and show it to my dear father.

He takes it and starts laughing sarcastically.

“Oh, my dear, daughter. It’s okay, I see that you forgot to take your medication. Did you have breakfast? If you did, then I will call the helper to get your meds, sweetheart,”

Tears well up in my eyes, and I swallow hard.

“Dad! Don’t use that card on me! I am not crazy! I’m married, and that’s the proof!”

“But I don’t see any wedding ring on your finger… or your husband to start with. This trick is old, Georgina. You are wasting our time, so get upstairs and get f*****g ready, now!” His tone gets serious.