My One And Only

Tinsley had just returned from her shopping after a long long time.

Carlos helped her in getting the bags from the car up to her room. There were five of them.

“Thank you, Carlos.”

She thanked him once he dropped the bags on her bed and smiled at her before heading out.

“If you need anything else, give a call ma’am. ”

“Sure I will.”

Tinsley replied, and stared back at the retreating figure of Carlos and then closed the door right after.

She started unpacking the bags, taking out the new clothes. She decided to try on one giving Kian the surprise of seeing her in these new clothes other than his shirts and shorts.

Even the mildest thought of him calmed her mind, bought a smooth smile to her face.

She decided to go with the black one. It was sleeveless, with a prominent cleavage cut, hoping it did not reveal much skin to provoke him.

She pasted the dress on her frontal, walking up to the standing mirror, admiring how she looked on it before she wore it.

Her mind took her back to those days when dressing fancy was her day to day task.

She looked nothing like before. Her hairs were tied in a messy bun, no makeup, not dressed appropriately for the day as her mother would have scolded her.

She could not help but be reminded of her dead parents as a strand of tear fell out from her eyes. She closed them to quell on the past anymore.

Rubbing her tears away, she headed back to the bathroom to change. It was about time, she changed and moved on with her life.

So she decided to dress pretty for the man she loved and adored who unlike anyone else in her life for the very first time cared about her.

Midway on getting ready, while she was putting her earrings on, she heard the doorbell ring.

She looked at the hanging clock on the wall, it was only five in the evening, sure it was not Kian.

But then who could it be?? She thought. Maybe someone that knew Kian?

Regardless of who it could be, she could not just make the person keep waiting by the door, paining their fingers out from ringing the doorbell.

And then suddenly she heard a knock on her door. She turned to look at the maid, that worked here.

“Ms Rutherford, Mrs Wilson is here to see you.”

Tinsley was not sure who this Mrs Wilson was. She had never met anyone by that surname.

The maid left after dropping the message informing that Mrs Wilson was waiting in the living room for her.

A few seconds later, Tinsley stepped out of her room to meet this Mrs Wilson and as she descended the wooden stairs, she could see an older woman in her mid-fifties, dressed in a red knee-length summer frock, a scarf around her neck, hairs tied in a bun giving her the look of elegance.

“Mrs Wilson?”

Tinsley called out as the lady was standing opposite, watching the Starline view through the glass walls.

Valeria turned back to see who was calling her and could not help but gaze at Tinsley from head to toe, making the latter self-conscious.

“I m Tinsley Rutherford.”

“I know who you are.”

Valeria said with a strict tone, walking forward and taking a seat on the white sofa while Tinsley kept standing by the edge of the staircase ends.

Valeria could not drop her judgemental views on the lass standing before her, wearing such a revealing dress, her cleavage was opened for anyone to see.

Was she trying to seduce her nephew??

No wonder with that angel-like face, wearing the blanket of innocence covering her real which like self from the eyes of any beholder, a man like Kian would of course fall for such an enchantress.

“Are you and my nephew together?”

The question took Tinsley by surprise. She was not that expecting at all. But so far, she came to knew that it was Kian’s aunty.

There was a good silence for Tinsley herself did not know if they were together or not.

Sure they did share intimacy… just kissing and touching… did it count to be called together??

But he never asked her out. She could not pass that off. She could not just assume he liked her just like she did to him only because he kissed her like he really did like her right???

So Tinsley shook her head in negative giving Valeria much-needed relief.

“No… we are not.”

“Good. Because he is promised to someone. ”

Valeria said and it broke something deep inside Tinsley right away. She had to hold on to the pillar next to her for support from the shock she received just then, although made sure not to look that way before the old lady.

“How long are you planning to stay here sucking off on my nephew’s riches?”

Valeria was very direct in her next question which made Tinsley stutter, not knowing what to say and whatnot.

Kian told her she could stay as long as she wanted and here his aunt was asking about her departure from her nephew’s property.

“I know women like you. I knew your parents all too good. How much they loved living in riches.. no wonder their daughter turned out to be the same.”

Valeria gave a cruel smile, staring into Tinsley’s watery eyes. She could tell that the lass was a softy in her heart. No wonder why her nephew might be smitten by her presence.

“My nephew is a kind man. He would never ask you to move out of here because this is not his main mansion so I understand… a side piece for the side chick.”

Tinsley kept her mouth shut, listening quietly to the old woman’s bickerings. Now that Valeria was standing close to her, she could see the resemblances in her and Kian’s faces… they both had the same black jade eyes.

“But if you have even the slightest bit of dignity as a human, you know what to do next.”

That was all Valeria said before walking out of the hall and entering inside the elevator, eyeing Tinsley viciously and disappearing from the latter’s sight… her words forever imprinted in Tinsley’s mind.

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