Love Aint Always Pretty

Amour

- a sexual relationship or a secret love affair: usually an illicit love affair

Origin: Latin

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NICK'S POV

A few days before Savannah's bachelorette party...

I could still hear Savannah so clearly as I close my eyes when she told me she's marrying someone. I gaze at the invitation card uninterestedly. I still couldn't believe she's getting married. I just don't want her to marry yet, I know I am being selfish right now because Damon is already making her happy and Damon has filled the empty spaces that I left.

I know I'm selfish when it comes to Savannah. I know I always want Savannah all to myself but at the same time I also push her away because I always end up thinking that I will never be good enough for her because of my past. I'm scared about the future that she's gonna have with me.

My life has changed since I left her and even though we're far away from each other, she's all I think about all the time. She doesn't know but I come around NYU before just to check on her. I would look at her from a distant or outside the university's lot. A lot has changed in my life and that would include Dakota. I didn't really want to marry her but I knew I had to because I needed it. I needed he money.

I know I did something terrible. I know this is not a great idea to become easily rich. Marrying someone rich as hell so I could get rich too is undeniably unforgivable. But even though I'll appear as a cunt in front of everyone for what I did, I only did this for Savannah. I did this to be worthy of her in front of her parents because I'll have money on my own and I'll have a position in one of the huge companies in New York.

Everything just happened too fast that time and I don't know how to say no to Mrs. Devaloines' last will that she asked from me because since she helped me a lot on what I had to know. She has been my second mother and when she died, I promised her to maintain the legacy her company has. She said, someday she wants me to run the company and maybe rename it.

Everything was so quiet around the house tonight. I sit down on my office at home with a bottle of vodka on top of my desk and a few papers needed to read. I haven't really tried to read them all because I'm bothered about this invitation card that's laid before me. I take a look at it as I massaged my temples while my head rumbles heavily with the thought of Savannah about to get married and it's not with me.

My door suddenly opens wide while Dakota steps in, rubbing her stomach.

"Aren't you going to bed?" She asked.

I fixed myself and sat down straight on my chair. "In a while."

I quickly grabbed the invitation card tk hide it from her because I don't want to attend in Savannah's day.

"What's that you're hiding?" She asked and quickly walked to my table.

She snatched it from my hand.

"Oh." She snaps. "It's a wedding invitation." She opens it right away and reads its content.

She gapes.

"Savannah Canterbury and Damon Patricks' wedding?" She exclaims

I stared at her as she puts it back down on the desk. "The Damon Patricks? Wow. I didn't know he was her boyfriend. That woman."

My brows furrowing.

"Well, how exciting! Don't you think? We should definitely go. I think its going to be a marvelous wedding of the year." Dakota states.

I started jotting down a few notes on the papers on top of my desk to ignore Dakota who's annoying my me time. I hate it when she comes here uninvited. I couldn't think straight and she would always bug me almost every single night to just be with her. She hates it when I don't sleep in one bed with her and I don't know why she's acting as if she's my legal wide when she is not.

"Nick." She calls out.

I slightly pulled my head up to him.

take long

not sure." I put my eyes

so

at her briefly

me on the bed?" She asked. "It's been a while since

and tried

on." she

I will not touch you again and your pregnancy is very risky."

wrapped her entire arms around me but I didn't try pull myself away because I don't want her to throw some ridiculously annoying tantrums again. I started acting as if I was busy reading

stop it."

She whispers to my ear as

pushed her arms away from me and stood from the chair. She stares at me angrily and we always do this every night whenever she

We're married. We can still

was drunk that night. You took advantage of it and I didn't tell your mother about

laughs humorlessly. "So you're saying I raped

"Yeah. You did."

was terribly hurt that time. I drowned myself with alcohols that led to that sinful unwanted night. I didn't know we could do it

Nick!" She

no."

my husband if you're not gonna

isn't only because of sex. Are you really being serious right now?"

"You

Dakota. You're pregnant, look at how huge your stomach is. You expect me to fuck you like that? That was one night. A long

We act like a married couple in front of everybody but we are

raised her hand up in midair and suddenly slapped my cheek. "How dare you?!"

now that's what you're gonna say to me cos she's now dead?! I should've known better! You're

the money, so

and damn as hell

knew from the very beginning of this that I'm marrying you for money. You got a good benefit from me by acting as if I

her head

because she knows you can never handle it.

her hand again and was about to slap me but I quickly grabbed her wrist

slapping me again or so help me

annulment. Let's see

your dying company. The day before your mother died, she knew I was more capable than

to think she's your biological mother and I've only met her in a short while, but she gave everything to me to save

pulled her hand away from

I stare at impassively.

You fucking signed it! Three years is three years Nick!" She points a finger at my face while she yells at

still don't see why I'm holding on to this stupid thing we're doing. If it isn't for your money, I wouldn't stick on this three year contract with you. Just make sure I get a good share out of this Dakota. Three years and your company is mine. You signed the contract your own mother made." I

her arms against my chest. She marches out of the room while stomping her feet angrily and slammed

•••••

day of

top of my desk as I try to read the

Tracy calling...

sis."

"Busy?" She chimed.