Lonely Bride

Sean Hudson, POV

I am Sean Hudson, and I am 24. I am currently taking care of my company, SE & Sons, which I and my best friend Eric Johnson started from scratch five years ago, and today we are one of the leading companies in America with various branches all over the world.

Apart from this, I am the CEO of Hudson Inc., and my father wants to retire as soon as possible. As the only heir, I must take responsibility.

I am clever, arrogant, and manipulative. That is what people say about me, and somehow, it is true.

I am a man of principles.

I do not believe in a relationship, but one-night stands are welcome with no strings to attach.

My family and friends are in my world. I am very protective of them.

I was saddened by the sudden demise of Mr. Williams. I have known him all my life, and he was a fun-loving guy.

His sudden demise broke my heart somewhere, too.

But when I learned about the presence required while reading his will, surprise was an understatement . But I guess, as he is a 51% shareholder of Hudson Inc., he might want to clarify some things.

We were waiting for the lawyer, and we heard a soft knock on the door. I looked up to see if the lawyer was here already. I just wanted to get rid of this as soon as possible, but to my dismay, a cute little figure was peeking inside. I guess she is the granddaughter of Mr. Williams. I was looking at her. She was wearing an oversize hoodie and black skin-tight denim. Her hair was tied in a loose bun, and her green eyes shone, looking lost among everyone.

She went to her grandmother and sat with her. I looked down and started checking my schedule for the day.

After some time, a lawyer came and gave us or else said to give me the most shocking news.

Get married to a girl who is not over 16, as I remember Mr. Williams used to talk about her being in school.

Now, why would he want me to get married to a kid and then to his granddaughter? My head started hurting thinking about this.

She is nowhere near a woman. Looking at her body, I can tell that her melons are not even developed yet, and they want me to get married to her. Wow, just wow.

They cannot blackmail me to get married to a kid just to save another 51%. I would rather let it go 100% and concentrate on my company than get married to her.

I declared my answer to them and left.

God, these people have gone mad.

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SARAH’S POV

I got up and looked around the same place as yesterday.

“Good morning, Mrs. Hudson,” I wish myself as no one else does to me; I know how to cheer myself. That is what I have been doing all my life.

I got up, went to the bathroom, did my business, and got ready for the day.

I made coffee, opened the door towards the garden, and sat at the corner of my door, looking outside.

It has been a routine for me to sit in the same place every day.

I see every day people come all dressed up in their formals. ‘Does he have an office in the house or what?’

Two girls are, let us not forget to mention, hot girls who are regular visitors. Who are they? Are they some associate’s, or maybe his girlfriends or flings?

Sometimes their dressing gives them nausea. I mean, who wears such clothes? It is too skimpy and revealing.

Well, why would I care? I shrugged at that thought.

But till now, I have never gotten a single glance at him.

I took a sip and closed my eyes the moment the caffeine hit my tongue. I got to relax.

I look ahead; this beautiful garden and pool view gives me peace of mind-at least something I like or can say is a little different from the hostel.

I have never gone to the garden or pool. I just sit here. I know this is not my house. He clears the first day itself, and this is just a shelter for me.

Closing my eyes, I thought, ‘I do not know where this life will take me now.’

After finishing my coffee, I took my laptop to check my mail and finish some assignments.

By the time I finished, it was lunchtime. No one has come to ask about my well-being, but why would they?

No one cares about me. I huff at that thought.

I do not see a single face apart from the cleaning staff, which comes twice a week to clean, and I am more than grateful. At least I do not have to do this all by myself.

Sometimes Anna comes to check on me or, let us say, make fun of me in my situation. But well, I know how to keep such kinds of people at bay and not give them satisfaction.

I was thinking about what to do next, and I heard the voice of Anna.

“How are you doing today, Mrs. Hudson?” Oh, I so want to snatch this cunning smile from her face.

I again look down at my phone. “I am doing good, Anna. How are you?”

“I am doing very well, mam. Is there anything you need I can help with?” She asked me with the same smile plastered on her face.

“I am fine; thanks for the concern,” I replied, still looking at my phone.

“Oh, do not thank me. It is my job, and as you do not need me, I shall take your leave.” I nod in agreement.

Before she leaves, I hear a piercing voice and look up to see a girl wearing an extremely short and tight dress. I look at her from top to bottom and think that if she takes a little of a deep breath, her boobs might come out, and if she bends a little bit, her ass will show up.

But her boob size is weirdly big, or mine is way too small? Well, I hide them nicely, but still, I know the actual size, but again, how come her lips are so full? Mine is nice. I mean, I like them, but still, hers are too full.

Oh, then I realized she is all plastic-her boobs, lips, ass, and high cheekbones. God, she must have spent a fortune to get those.

However, her dress is just wow. I mean, you need a lot of courage to wear such a thing. I mentally patted her shoulder to pull off such a dress.

“Aunt Anna, where is Sean? I have been looking for him.

“Darling, he is home today.” Anna looked at me, smirked, and again looked back at her and said, “I guess I was waiting for you. Why do not you look for him in his study?”

That skimpy girl nodded and finally noticed me. She looked at me head to toe, gave me a weird look, and left from there.

Like, really, what did I do to you, girl? Did I steal your cookies? I cannot understand this stupid attitude of people.

“I should leave now. I need to see the preparation for them.” She smirked and left.

So, this girl must be his girlfriend. Well, I am not surprised, and I have no expectations of him. He can do whatever he likes. I am not the one to comment on it.

Huffing, I got up to check the fridge to make something for myself.

Well, yes, I know cooking, as I told you, and your hostel life has taught me many things.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I made a mac & cheese and went to my room and turned on the TV.

After I relished my yummy food, I again went back to my laptop and started my work. When I next checked, it was dinnertime.

But because I was sitting the whole day, I was not hungry anymore, so I closed the laptop, took a glass of milk, and went to my room. Changing into my nightdress and sitting on my bed with my romantic book Yup, I love reading a romantic book.

So, what if there is no romance in my life, but these books give me some happiness? At least not all the stories are like mine.

After reading some chapters, my eyes finally started getting heavy. I turned off the light and fell asleep.

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