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“HOW DARE YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the wedding hall could very well hear her.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?”<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” <br /> “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You asshole, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.”<br /> “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. <br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. <br /> “Shut the hell up. You...you are the culprit.” <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Brooke stood in front of the mirror as she looked at herself in her wedding gown. It was a silk gown, with an open boatneck and short sleeves. The gown was embroidered with small beautiful flowers studded with stones. Complementing the gown, she wore her mother’s diamond necklace with long earrings. Her tiara was a traditional one, gifted to her by her mother-in-law. Brooke admired herself in the mirror for a while. She couldn&#039;t believe that she was about to get married to the man of her dreams. Greg Wilson, the owner of Baxter Auto Pvt. Ltd., the biggest factory in her town.<br /> “You look great, sister mine,” Meredith Johnson ,her sister, gushed from behind her. “Greg is the luckiest man alive to have landed you as his partner.”<br /> “Shut it, Maddy,” Brooke muttered, fixing her hair once again.<br /> “Oh please, you know Greg worships the very land you walk on. He’s a goner.”<br /> “Ugh...you’re exaggerating. Besides, we haven’t even…” Brooke blushed as she thought about it.<br /> “Oh sweet lord, please tell me you’ve had sx,” Meredith exclaimed, and Brooke blushed a deep shade of red. She never knew what to say to her sister’s very outward observations. Maddy never knew when to shut up.<br /> “Of course I’ve had sx…” Brooke glared at her sister, offended at the accusation, even though she had never gone for full-on penetrative sx, yet. Well, don’t blame her, she was waiting for her one and only; her special someone. And apparently, that one and only was Greg Wilson. Tonight, the dry spell was going to end.<br /> “But…” Meredith prompted, waving her hand in a gesture so as to encourage Brooke to continue.<br /> “I’ve never … you know,” Brooke replied, making an awkward gesture by hand to imply she was still untouched in many ways.<br /> “Holy !” Meredith exclaimed.<br /> “Hey, I was waiting for…”<br /> “Your True Mate.” Meredith completed his sentence, still pretty much stunned by her sister’s revelation. She knew her sister was a hopeless romantic and a stubborn bimbo, but she didn’t know she held the idea of “Mates for life” so seriously. It was kind of cute though. “Man...I have to commend Greg’s patience.”<br /> “Maddy..” Brooke gritted out, questioning her sanity as to why she was having this conversation with her sister.<br /> “Three years, Brooke. For three years you’ve held back and the man never complained. To top it off, he asked you to marry him. Wow. “<br /> “Hey, it’s not like I’ve never done anything. We have been...intimate.”<br /> “Intimate...wow, you really sound like a fourteen-year-old teenage girl. “<br /> “Ugh...why do you always harass me? Why can’t it be Neil helping me?” Brooke whined.<br /> “Oh, cool it with the whining. Don’t worry. When he gets a serious girlfriend I’ll have the same talk with him, too,” Meredith answered gleefully and headed off towards the hall.<br /> Brooke was pacing the small room, killing time before she had to show up at the altar.<br /> “Hey, Brooke, let&#039;s get going,” Neil, her big brother, said, as he dragged Brooke by her arm. He wasn&#039;t quite the patient one.<br /> “Wait...I gotta…”<br /> “Brooke, it’s okay to be nervous. Remember, the guy loves you. You love him. He’s not going anywhere.” Neil reminded her.<br /> “I know, but,” Brooke looked thoughtful as she chewed on his lower lip. “I gotta fix my gown..” She dashed from there towards the private restroom that was to the left of the hall. All day she had felt restless like something was missing or something was falling apart. She couldn’t exactly explain what was going on in her mind but she was uneasy. She didn’t know why but there was a twisted feeling in her gut that something was going to go wrong. She couldn&#039;t put a finger on it. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard voices from inside. Brooke leaned in and carefully listened.<br /> Someone was grunting and...shouting?<br /> Brooke was confused. Why would someone while they were in restroom? She was about to knock on the door when she heard someone yelling from inside. Afraid that something might have happened, she hastily opened the door and was shocked to her core. One of Greg’s assistants, Ariana Hawkins, was undressed and was kis sing her fiance, while the said fiance was buried deep inside the woman. Greg had Ariana perched atop the counter in between the basin and the wall. Brooke couldn’t believe her eyes. She stood frozen on the spot. She blinked and shook her head trying to deny whatever was happening in front of her. But no matter how much she tried, the scene remained the same. She wasn’t dreaming then, it dawned on her, no matter how much she wanted. Her heart stuttered and her breathing was erratic. This was reality. Her boyfriend of three years, Greg Wilson, to whom she was about to get married, was having sx with his assistant, Ariana Hawkins!<br /> “HOW DARE YOU, YOU ?” Brooke shouted, knowing people in the hall could very well hear her.<br /> Greg and Ariana looked at her like deer caught in the headlights.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg scrambled to get away from Ariana, pulling his pants back up.<br /> “I trusted you. HOW COULD YOU?” Brooke stepped inside, yelling at the top of her voice, unable to take in the betrayal.<br /> “Brooke...hush. Not so loud. My folks are sitting out there. Not to mention the entire town. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.” Greg gritted his teeth as she talked to her in a hushed tone.<br /> Brooke couldn’t believe the nerve of this man. “Your reputation? YOUR REPUTATION? You prick, you cheated on me and you’re giving me lessons on reputation?”<br /> “Brooke…”<br /> “Don’t Brooke me you liar. You’re just another scum who can’t keep his shaft in his pants, instead of parading it all over town.”<br /> This time Ariana interrupted, “Brooke, come on. It was just a fun goodbye. One last time before you get married, you know.” She smirked, not giving a second thought to the fact that she was standing undressed in the restroom with her boss and his soon to be wife.<br /> Brooke’s eyebrows hit her hairline, she couldn’t believe this. Her mouth went dry. “ONE LAST TIME? How many times was it, huh? Tell me how long this has been going on!”<br /> “Umm...let me think…” Ariana answered smugly. She never liked Brooke and she always wondered what Greg found in this woman.<br /> Brooke moved so fast, she herself didn’t know when she charged at Ariana, punching her in the face. “Shut the up. You...you are the culprit.” Ariana was knocked down on the floor, shouting in pain, hands covering her nose. Brooke was about to punch the woman again when Greg held her by her arm.<br /> “That’s enough Brooke,” Greg yelled, trying to keep Brooke from attacking again.<br /> “Don’t you touch me, you piece of .” Brooke pulled her arm back. “You prick, how could you?” She demanded. She had trusted this man with her great. To see him betrayed that trust was like a punch to the gut.<br /> “It’s all your fault, Brooke. A man can only wait for so long. I had enough patience all these years. But…”<br /> “Oh, so you’re saying you went behind my back and cheated on me just because I didn’t put out for you?” Brooke questioned, unable to fathom the faulty logic.<br /> “Brooke…” Greg spoke, quite exasperated, but wasn’t able to complete his sentence as Brooke interrupted him.<br /> “Shut the up. I can’t believe I was going to marry you,” Brooke said, her voice breaking a bit. She couldn’t even look at the man. Just the thought of standing near the man made her nauseous. She was disgusted with him. She walked out of the bathroom and straight into the hall when she heard Greg yelling after her.<br /> “That’s just it, isn’t it? Throw a fit like the bimbo that you are and walk out. That’s exactly your style.” Greg rushed after her.<br /> “How dare you?” Brooke yelled back. She could feel everyone looking at them.<br /> “How dare me? How dare you? How dare you deny me? Me? I’m Greg Wilson and I always get what I want.” Greg shouted and for the first time in their relationship, Brooke saw the arrogance and sense of entitlement oozing out of the man. She questioned herself as to how she never saw this.<br /> “You know what, pretty boy? You are right. You always get what you want. Just like you got to sleep with that secretary of yours because you could no longer keep it in your pants. Which means you got a booty at your beck and call and you once again are going to be the talk of the town. You got what you wanted. And guess what else? The wedding is off. Don’t you dare show me your face ever again, you lying, cheating .” Saying this, Brooke walked out of the hall. There were people around whispering.She could see her family and friends gathering around her. Her brother Neil was angry, she could tell. There was sadness in her mother’s eyes and her sister looked furious. She wanted to run to them and cry her heart out in the safety of their arms. But at the moment, she couldn’t. She felt humiliated in front of everyone. She couldn’t stop here for another second and listen to anyone trying to give her false assurances. She rushed to her car and drove away towards her apartment, trying to keep the tears at bay. She couldn’t believe this was her fate. She had loved the man with everything she had and lost him just because Greg would rather sleep with his bimbo of a secretary than getting married to Brooke.<br /> All Greg had to do was ask him, explain his needs, and Brooke would have given him what he desired. Instead, her fiance, well ex-fiance, thought it appropriate to have sx with someone else. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Until today Brooke was at her happiest. She had her own firm, she earned well and had a great family. She was in love. She had a loving fiance and she was about to get married to the love of her life. She was going to finally settle down, have a great married life, have kids, maybe adopt a dog and live happily ever after. It was everything she ever wanted for herself.<br /> And now she had lost everything. Brooke angrily wiped at her eyes and decided that right now she didn’t want to think about anything. She didn’t want to meet anyone, didn’t want to hear the pity in her friend’s or her family’s voice when they consoled her. Her only plans for the moment were getting hammered, eating junk food, and passing out.<br /> That was exactly what she did once she reached her apartment, in that exact order.<br /> <br /> The next week Brooke got up early and went about her morning routine. She went for a jog, which was a bit awkward as everyone at the park seemed to be giving her looks and talking about her in hushed tones. She gathered it was bound to happen after the whole &#039;wedding gone wrong&#039; debacle. She didn’t pay too much attention to the gossip-mongering and focused on herself. When she came back home, she headed for a shower. She had eggs, toast, and fruit for breakfast. The first thing she decided to do was call her friends and family. She called Beth and Steve first, starting with an apology for not opening up the door that day and for being rude. They both forgave him quickly, but Beth threatened him that if Brooke ever did that again, she’d barge in by breaking down the door and kicking her hip. They talked for a while and made a plan to meet up at the cafe sometime soon. Next up, she called his family, assuring her mother that everything was okay and that she was getting better. She promised her father he’d see them soon. Brooke truly felt lucky to have such a loving and caring family and friends around him.<br /> Initially, Brooke didn’t want to go out of the house. But she was renewed with hope that maybe things would be better one day and she’d stop hurting. So, she got dressed and headed for her office. Donald, her secretary, was sitting at his desk when she entered. The moment she entered, Donald went into panic mode.<br /> “Ma’am...I...I didn’t know you were coming in today,” Donald said, coming around his desk, clearly taken aback by Brooke’s presence.<br /> “Why? You didn’t think I had retired, did you?” Brooke teased him, trying to ease the tension.<br /> Brooke had hired Donald when she&#039;d met the man at Wilson’s office as he was trying to get a job. Brooke had been there to meet Greg and had seen Donald hurriedly exiting the office where the interviews were being held. Intrigued, she had followed him and found him desperately fighting his tears. She had calmed him down and asked her what the problem was. Turned out, he was a PA at the firm, and then eventually the firm had closed down. Faced with sudden unemployment, his parents had asked her to come back and seek a job here in Twin Peaks. Unfortunately, it had been six months and she had yet to get a job. His father was suffering from heart issues and because they were tight on money, they couldn’t afford the medication. He badly needed a job and he’d had no luck so far. Looking at his portfolio, Brooke was impressed, and her previous secretary, Stacy had just gotten married and left the job. Brooke took the opportunity to give him a chance. The next day she called him for an interview and ever since he’d been managing Brooke’s contacts.<br /> “N-no, nothing of that sort.” Donald hurried to explain. “It’s just…I’ve been trying to get hold of you…” He trailed off, not knowing how he should let Brookeknow just how much trouble they were in.<br /> “Donny, calm down. What happened?”<br /> “Umm...two days after the wedding, I got a call from Morris. They have hired an Austin-based firm and have dropped us as their architects. Then a day later, the Ultra Machine’s executive, Ms. Kennedy called and they canceled their contract with us. Even Carl Gregson called and they said they’re forced to drop us. Madam, we’re only left with two clients now, and I’m really worried they might turn us down, too,” Donald said, her voice trembling.<br /> Brooke was beyond shocked. Her mouth was dry. She was out of the office just a little over a week and most of his contracts were gone. “Why...why didn’t you say something sooner? Why didn’t you call me?”<br /> “I tried, but your phone was switched off. I even came to your house but no one opened the door. I didn’t know what to do. I’m so sorry.” Donald explain, looking sad as if it was all her fault.<br /> “Hey...it’s alright.” Now more than ever, he was regretting staying at home. “Di...did any of them give us a reason for suddenly terminating their contracts?”<br /> Donald looked up at him. There was something akin to pity in her expression which Brooke couldn’t understand the reason behind, “They said they cannot work with you because...because….”<br /> “Because?”<br /> “Because you canceled the wedding with Mr. Wilson,” Donald whispered, afraid of her reaction. He felt bad for her. She was a good person and a great boss. To see this happening to her was really sad.<br /> “What?”<br /> “There’s talk in town that Mr. Wilson has asked everyone to cut off any kind of relationship they had with you…” Donald trailed off.<br /> “Say no more.” It dawned on Brooke what was going on. “Thank you, Donald.” She said and headed straight into her office. She was enraged. How dare Greg do that to her? But more than that she was furious with her clients. They’d known her for a long time. Some of them had known him since she was a child. And yet they had bowed down to the pressure. The first thing she did was call Morris.<br /> “Hey, Charles, this is Brooke. What the ? How can you terminate the contract with my firm without proper intimation?” Brooke<br /> “Brooke, I’m sorry son. I didn’t want to pull out, but you know Greg. The Wilson’s lent me money so I could afford my son’s higher education. I owe them. They forced me to cancel the deal with you or else face the consequences.”<br /> Brooke gasped at the information. Never in her life would he have thought Greg would be so cruel as to threaten people. But it seemed Brooke never knew the evil Greg that was hidden behind the mask of a supposedly decent, charming, young man.<br /> “You can’t give in. You know he cheated on me.”<br /> “I know, Brooke. I know. But he says he’s going to make sure you come back to him crying and begging. I’m so sorry, my dear.”<br /> Not in the mood to hear anything else, Brooke hung up. She felt betrayed and enraged. She’d worked so hard to establish this firm and it was going to be over just because she declined to marry Greg! She called Greg, furious with white-hot rage. “You idiot,” Brooke yelled when the call was picked up.<br /> “Hello to you too, honey.” Greg’s voice penetrated his ears and Brooke could tell he was mocking her.<br /> “How dare you? You cheated on me and now you think you’ll turn my clients away with threats? “<br /> “I don’t think, sugar. I did.”<br /> “You smug , what do you want? Why don’t you leave me alone?”<br /> “Oh sweetie, after the stunt you pulled in front of everyone in town that day, I think you deserve this. And you’ll slowly come to understand that your place is with me, by my side and you’ll come back running to me.”<br /> “Oh my God, how did I ever think that you were a good man? I cannot believe I couldn’t see beyond that mask and found out just how cruel and evil you are.”<br /> “Oh sweetheart, come on. It was just a fling. You forget you are mine. And I’ll see to it that I get you back.”<br /> “In your dreams. You think if you shut down my business I’ll come crawling back to you? You’re wrong. I will close down my firm or sell my business before I would ever come back to you. You think you’re so awesome. Wait till karma catches up with you.”

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