Mia’s POV
People have believed in the legend that wishing upon a shooting star makes the wish come true for a long time. I never believed in such myths, I never believed in any myths at all. I never even wished upon a shooting star, I just said a few words in my heart. I only said the wishing words in my heart, I never said it out loud and I never wished on a shooting star.
How on earth can this be happening to me?
They say drinking to excess can cause you to fall asleep more easily or even to black out. That is exactly what happened to me. The sex and alcohol were like sedatives to me, I fell asleep like a baby, relishing the warmth he provided, and I kept wishing to be in his arms forever. I only woke up when my bladder signaled to my brain that I need to pee. I tried getting off the bed to run to the restroom and ease my discomfort, but I was held in a firm grip by a gorgeous stranger that made my first time a memorable one.
His grip on me was firm, and I can’t say that I didn’t like it because it brought me so much warmth and comfort. But I needed to pee, and I need to get the fuck out of here because there is no need to wake up with him in the morning and exchange pleasantries. Our paths would never cross again, I’ll never have anything to do with him, or so I thought. I slowly got out of bed, I was very careful, very calm. I had to slow down my breathing and take very slow steps to pry his arm off and I rolled off the bed to the floor, laying still for a few minutes to be sure that he wasn’t awake.
When he didn’t move after some minutes, I continued my getaway. I couldn’t risk going to the restroom anymore, I have to hold it in until I leave this place. I crouched down beside the bed, trying so hard to even and slow down my breathing. I held my breath and crawled around the room to gather my belongings together. Putting on my clothes is not an option, I just managed to pull my gown up to my chest. I held my bra and thongs in my hand as I collected my purse and phone slowly. Then I crawled to the door and opened it very gently, it creaked a little and he stirred gently, but he didn’t suspect a thing, so he sleep off instantly, giving me the chance to sneak off undetected.
I dialed Carrie immediately after I left his room and she met me at the parking lot in a few minutes. She had hooked up with some guy as well, and she wasn’t too happy to be woken up by 5:00 AM. But she understood why I had to leave so early, so she had no choice but to drive me home, seeing as I am still suffering from the effects of my alcohol intake. Gosh, last night, I was as drunk as a fish, but I still recalled every detail of our lovemaking. Drake is so damn perfect!
We chatted about our escapades, relieving the memories of last night. I was so excited about my accomplishment and I’m glad I found the courage to do what I had to do. My excitement didn’t last long because as soon as we arrived home, we were accosted by my parents in the living and they demanded to know where we have been. Dad told me how disappointed he was and mom kept yelling as usual. But I paid no heed to their words because I had happy thoughts dominating my mind. I wish I can run back to that hotel and lay back in his arms, I wish he were mine.
“I just kept wishing and wishing as I climbed up to my room and fell asleep on my bed.”
I guess that is where my problems started, I kept wishing without thinking. When I woke up, mom was already in my room scrambling around, trying to find me something decent to wear to the Osborne’s, or so she claims. I kicked her out of my room, choosing to pick my own outfit. I’m not going to be dressed up like some doll because of Riley. I decided to wear the sluttiest outfit I could find in my wardrobe. I don’t have any slutty dresses, but I recall buying some extra dresses for my bachelorette party and our after-wedding party. I bought a few dresses to wear on our honeymoon as well, so I’m going to wear one of them. Mind you, I’m not doing this to attract or seduce Riley, I’m only doing this to prove to him and his slutty whore that I can be fashionable if I chose to. Loretta stole my man with her slutty outfits and her tempting body. When he sees me looking hotter than her, he would grovel at my feet and beg for mercy.
“Need any help?” Carry peeked in and asked with a smile. But I turned her down as well.
“I got this, sis. I’ll meet you downstairs.” I asserted firmly. She nodded and left me to my grooming. I went to my wardrobe and started searching all the shopping bags that contains new outfits that I got just recently. I took a lot of time searching for that perfect outfit that would make me the center of attention at the Osborne’s. Mom kept calling out to me, using me to hurry up so we don’t keep the precious Osborne’s waiting for us.
As if I care!
I took all the time I needed and I ended up wearing a gorgeous embellished V-neck sequined assembled wrap sexy mini dress with an open back. It has a plunging v- neck that exposes a lot of cleavages, and it stops below my ass, exposing my thighs. I could have worn this last night, but silly Carrie would never believe that I own such a sexy outfit. I straightened my hair and combed it down, letting it fall down my shoulder and I applied minimal makeup just to brighten my face and hide the bags around my eyes that is caused by my hangover from last night.
When I was done, I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself. If anything, I think I have learned a big lesson from Riley’s betrayal. I need to start looking out for myself and I need to pay attention to my looks. I thought it never mattered before, but after getting so many guys to pay attention to me last night, I’m beginning to love the idea of changing my entire wardrobe. It’s high time I followed the trend and start taking care of my appearance. I put on my Aurora high heels sandals and I picked the matching clutch purse. After wearing my earrings and other accessories that compliment my dress, I picked up my phone and dipped them into my clutch purse.
“Shut up!
Who the hell are you and what have you done to my sister?” Carrie let out teasingly when she set spotted me walking down the stairs. I gave her a stern look that made her seal her mouth immediately.
“What the hell are you wearing, Mia-Mia? Do you realize that we are meeting with the Osborne’s?
This is not some club where you go looking like a slut. I will not let you dishonor this family. I will not…”
“Enough Mom!
Please, not today,” I let out firmly as I walked past her and headed out to the cars that are parked outside, waiting for us. We will be going in two cars, Carrie and I will ride in Carrie’s car while the driver will bring mom and dad in their car. As I walked out the door, I could hear my dad scolding her and telling her to let me be, and I silently thanked him for his understanding and support. Carrie walked faster to catch u with me, and she kept smirking as she gazed at me in surprise. Mom and dad followed us out, and we all got into our respective cars. Dad looks so much better than before, it makes me wonder if he had faked that heart attack because whenever he gets such attacks, he stays at the hospital for weeks. That way the doctors can keep a close eye on him and regulate his blood pressure.
But this time, he didn’t even spend a whole day at the hospital. They were home before Carrie and I arrived this morning and he looks great to me. I guess I’ll never know if he faked it, I just have to play my part and save our family. Every other detail should not bother me now.
“So, who gets the credit for this transformation?
It’s me, isn’t it?
I finally turned you into a slut,
Yes!” Carrie cheered for herself.
“You Wish!” I responded in a mocking tone, making her frown her face in disappointment. Then suddenly, she smiled so brightly, and soon she was laughing so hard that I had to wonder what if she has gone crazy.
“You dirty whore!
Don’t tell me a one-night stand is all it took to get you to pay attention to your outfit.
Damn!
That guy must have screwed you senseless last night. Was he that good?
Come on, share his contact, I need to have a taste of his boner, I need to…”
“Don’t you fucking dare!” I scolded furiously. I had no idea that I was yelling and glaring at her until she burst into another round of laughter.
“That dude must have rocked your world in one night,
Damn!
I’m jealous.” She confessed.
“Wait a minute, why are you being overprotective of this guy, you do understand the concept of a one-night stand, right?” she asked quizzically.
I had no choice but to tell her how I feel about him. I told her how perfect he is and I confessed to her that I want more than just a one-night stand with him, I want him all to myself. She was so pissed at my confession and she kept blaming herself for leasing me astray. She spent the long drive to the Osborne’s warning me not to go after the guy because I’m getting married. I had to wonder where my slutty sister went because she never gives good advice.
A few miles to the Osborne’s mansion, I got a call from my personal assistant, Tracy. She had been calling me all morning, but I kept ignoring her calls because I am not in the mood for any work-related emergency. Work can wait until tomorrow, today I need to be on my best behavior, and to do that, I need to be in the right frame of mind. When she wouldn’t stop calling, I handed my phone to Carrie and asked her to handle it for me. As soon as we got to the Osborne’s I stepped down from the car and walked over to my parents. They arrived before us and they were standing by their car waiting for us.
“What is she doing in the car?” my father asked me when he noticed that Carrie isn’t coming down. We all turned toward the car to see the look on her face as she spoke to Tracy with my phone. I almost laughed out loud as it was evident that she was seriously scolding the innocent girl. She never liked my personal assistant, just the same way that she never liked or approved of my friendship with Loretta.
“It’s work, dad. I can’t deal with it, not today.” I explained to my father and he nodded in understanding. We stood there a few minutes and waited for her to meet up with us. When she finally did, she wouldn’t stop whining and complaining about Tracy’s incompetence. She said something about the ship being burglarized and she said she asked Tracy to come here. But I wasn’t paying attention to what she was saying. I was focused on the entrance of the Osborne’s mansion. The door has just been pushed open and the entire family stepped out and stood on the patio, waiting to welcome us. I saw Riley dressed in a blue suit, the suit he was supposed to wear to our wedding.
I should have felt shy or nervous as I set my eyes on his gorgeous form, but all I felt was anger. He disgusts me, I felt the anger building inside of me, and suddenly I wanted to run up to him and tear him apart. How the hell am I supposed to spend the rest of my life with this asshole?
I got so furious when I saw his eyes perusing my bare legs and my cleavage. He is such a manwhore. And if it wasn’t for Carrie who walked up to me and held my hand in support, I’m sure I would have landed a hot slap on his face for having the nerve to ogle my body with the same eyes he used to look at Loretta.
We said our pleasantries, his parents and his sister kept apologizing on his behalf, and his dad kept assuring me that he would make it right. But I don’t care about their assurances because there is absolutely no way that he can make it right. Let’s just get it over with, I hate being buttered up. I walked past Riley without suffering a word, and he reached out to pull me back but I wouldn’t give him a chance to talk to me. At least not yet.
I kept my distance from him, but he kept looking for an opportunity to get me alone. I didn’t give him a chance, I kept conversing with Carrie and Casey. I tried hiding my cleavage from him because it seems like that is what he is interested in. I wanted us to hurry up with this deal, but Mr. Evans Osborne said we had to wait for the two remaining guests to arrive. I’m guessing one of them is the lawyer, but I have no idea who the second guy would be. Whoever he is, I just hope he comes quickly because being in the same room as Riley is making me sick in my stomach. I feel like gagging whenever I set my eyes on him.
My phone started ringing again, and Carrie excused herself and walked toward the exit. I’m guessing that Tracy has arrived and she is going to deal with it in her usual bossy way. I don’t care who she yells at today, as long as I don’t get to do any office work today.
I was left with Casey when Carrie left, and she beckoned for a maid to serve us some drinks. Everyone took their seat at the dining table, my father discussed business with Evans Osborne while more did her usual gossip with Dora Osborne. I peered with Casey while Riley sat across the table ogling my cleavage. With Carrie out of the way, Riley decided to take his chance on me. He should up and rounded up to the other side of the table where I sat with Casey sitting next to me.
“I would love to have a word, Mia.” He let out boldly, earning a hard glare from me. From the corner of my eyes, I could see my mom scowling at me, and every other person at the table was staring at us. I had no fucking choice. I forced a smile on my face and I stood up and walked a little distance from the dining with him, but I made sure to pick up my glass of champagne and I stayed close enough to be seen by everyone sitting at the dining table. I stood backing the dining so my mom would not see the burning anger on my face.
“What do you want?” I asked firmly, making it obvious that I do not desire to be here. He started with a silly apology, telling me how Loretta seduced him and how he needed to satisfy his urge because I didn’t let him touch me. So basically, he is saying that it’s my fault that he cheated. I scoffed and acted uninterested in whatever he is saying. Then all of a sudden, Carrie came running towards me, and before I could ask her what was happening I saw someone running in after her…
I saw him…
Drake…
The wine in my mouth spilled out and splashed on Riley’s face, the glass fell off my hand and shattered into a million pieces. I was shocked beyond words…
“W… W… What are you doing here?” I stuttered. But he just smiled and walked towards us, then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear,
“Hello… Sofia,”