Chapter 1

Helen

I’m getting ready to go to my sister’s wedding, I haven’t seen her in a while although my whole family stays in Chicago in different suburbs off course we don’t see each other very often. Dad has a successful financial business, mom was always a trophy wife and my sister is walking in her shoes she also wants to be a trophy wife, apparently, she finally found someone that doesn’t want an ambitious wife. I on the other hand like the corporate world. I studied business at the University of Chicago I always wanted to take over my father’s business the only problem is I might be the oldest but his still old school he wanted a son to give the business to, which means I work as a PA for the CEO of my fathers rival company which is also in finance. To say my father is not happy is an understatement but it’s my way of rebelling if that is what you can call it. Only problem is my boss really really likes me he made a few sexual advances towards me but I just laugh it off, today he actually asked me if he could go with me to my sister’s wedding, what on earth was he thinking I mean we didn’t date, now he wanted to see my family or did he want to see my father. The reason why I never opened a sexual harassment case against him is because I won’t give my father the satisfaction of saying ‘I told you so’ I will not let him tell me I should have worked at his company. I mean what is the point of working for him if I’m not going to take over one day it will just make me resent him more.

My sister’s wedding is a whole long weekend thing and off course I’m one of her bridesmaids so I really needed to get going my boss Liam asked me again “Are you sure I can’t come with you?” “Sorry Mr. Williams but it’s only family.” It was a small lie and if he reads the social pages, he will see it was a big event but I’m not going to worry about it. “Besides I’m the bridesmaid I’ll be busy the whole time.” “I’ll talk to you dad.” And there it was the actually reason he wanted to go. Don’t get me wrong I’m still sure he wants into my panties but his main goal is my dad. “Sorry sir.” I turned around and walked out. I grabbed my handbag as quickly as I could and basically ran out of the office, just not to have that conversation again. As you’ve heard I call him Sir or Mr. Williams I need to keep my relationship with him professional I could never slip because he would see it as an opportunity and I won’t let him. When I got home to my 2-bedroom studio apartment in the center of Chicago I grabbed my suitcase that was already packed and dressed in something more comfortable than a pencil skirt, blouse and off course my high heels. I called for a driver and went outside to wait. It was still cold in Chicago I can’t believe my sister chose to get married in the winter but then again that wedding dress was made for her and the winter so I probable get it. When the car arrived the driver actually got out and helped me with my bags. As we drove to my parent’s estate in Winnetka, I was starting to think about all the aunts and uncles that would ask why my sister is getting married before me and my mother that will go on how I chose a career and not a husband, yes, I’m the oldest and yes, I should probable be the one that gets married first but I’ve never found that one. I had a lot of boyfriends yes but never the one.

10 years ago, I walked into my sister’s room while she was having sex with my crush the one, I thought I would spend my life with although I never thought he even knew I existed. To tell you the truth I don’t even know what happened to him, Johnny Moore, fuck even his name was beautiful and sexy, I saw him that day butt naked and inside my sister’s pussy after that I didn’t see him again, it could be that I went to Uni or it could also be that he was embarrassed I caught them, who knows. I’m just happy my sister is not marrying him that would probably have broken me, even know. Yes, I still have a crush on him although I don’t know where he is. The other thing is I don’t really know the man my sister is marrying we’ve seen each other a few times but we never had a decent conversation with each other. I can’t even tell you how they met, yes, my sister and I are not close that is very clear, she’s also upset with me that I want daddy’s business or that is how she calls him. “Why can’t I just be happy with what we have, I mean we have a trust fund we don’t have to work.” Those are her words not mine. To say I don’t fit in quite with my family is an understatement. But that being said if my sister is getting married and she wants me there I will be there, that’s just what families do for each other no matter how awkward it is.

My phone started to ring in my handbag when I took it out, I saw it was my boss calling. I decided to decline the call, I did put leave in there is a temp helping out he doesn’t need me it would probable just be another attempt to come with. When we approached the house there was so many people walking around from florist, caterers I’m sure I saw a photographer as well. I paid the driver and walked to the front door. As I opened it, I called out “Hello I’m home.” The first person that approached me was my mom “Hi darling, sorry we are very busy, drop your bags and come and help us in the back yard.” “Hi mom, okay.” What else could I say. And so it begins, I thought as I walked to my childhood room.