The Billionaire's Secret Lover

We are currently sitting at “ La Bite ” restaurant owned by the Thompson's, sipping our coffee and waffles. Mrs. Thompson and Mom were going through a food magazine. I could glimpse different varieties of cakes in the magazine. I hope it isn't what I'm thinking.

“ So,” Lillian said as I turned to look at Lilian who was sitting beside me with a sleeping Joey in her hands. I raise my eyebrows, silently asking her to go on...

“ How does it feel? I mean you'll be getting married tomorrow. Do you feel jittery? ” Lilian asked, her voice a hushed whisper to my ears like she was telling me a secret.

I shrug as I sip my now cold coffee “ Nothing ” I replied Lilian gasp as she looked at me with shock in her eyes. I was surprised at her expression. Was I supposed to feel anything?

“ What do you mean by nothing? ”Lillian asked me again I ignored her, what am I supposed to feel? I feel nothing other than the usual. I and Michael have known each other since forever, what am I supposed to feel?.

“ You know what? Sometimes I don't understand you ” Lilian gasp as she turned to stare at Mrs. Thompson. I was intrigued as to what could have gotten their attention in a food magazine.

“ Mom ” I called silently to my mother who raised her eyes to me with a broad smile on her face.

“ What's going on?” I asked her, gesturing to the magazine on their laps.

“ Oh! this. Don't worry, we are choosing the flavor to go with the cake ” Mom replied, shrugging like it was a normal thing to do before focusing back on the magazine.

“ Again ” Lilian and I screamed in shock causing both their eyes to shoot up in our faces.

“ Again what?” Mrs. Thompson asked us as she dropped the magazine on the table before turning to glare at us.

“ Why are you both choosing the flavor, shouldn't that be my job as the bride? ” I exclaimed in shock as I forced myself from rolling my eyes at her. She's one domineering woman. I hope she won't be controlling my family.

“ I don't think you'll do a good job with that. For instance, you don't know everyone on the guest list and their preferences ” Mrs. Thompson argues innocently. I was dumbfounded. Even though she had a good point there but that still doesn't give her the right order for my wedding cake.

“ But_____ I still want to be the judge of my wedding cake ” I shouted at her when she didn't seem fazed by my outburst. My mother was about to let go but Mrs. Thompson was adamant.

“My husband's younger sister, Becca, has a peanut allergy. We don't want to add that to the cake. Do you know about that? ” Mrs. Thompson continued ignoring my outburst. Indeed, I don't know anyone on the guest list. Moreover, I didn't even know Michael had an aunt until now.

“ Can we go for the cake testing already?” Lilian exclaimed with fake excitement on her face trying to clear the tension which had developed in the room?

I smiled at her as I made to stand up but my phone's ringing stopped me. I smile apologetically at them before digging my hands into my purse to bring out my phone.

I smiled as soon as I saw the caller's ID. I excused myself from them and stepped out of the restaurant.

“ Hey, handsome!” I called, into the phone. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as I anticipated his cool voice in my ear.

“ Tesoro ” Michael's husky voice called out through the other side of the phone as I imagined his breath fanning the nape of my neck.

at them. They were so different, never accepting each other's differences. I could imagine what Michael will be going through

your shopping going? Did you get a beautiful gown? ” Michael's voice breaks me from my

sure your mother loves it ” I reply shrugging as I forced myself away from the thought of Mrs.

me ” Michael's excited voice got to me as I rolled my eyes

home tonight ” I told him. Mom has been so generous as to hint that I will be spending the

exclaimed, his voice a hushed whisper as

in her wedding dress before the

Mom, Lilian, and Mrs. Thompson coming out of the restaurant.

wait to see you on it then ” Michael replied, I could imagine him running his hands through his hair in frustration when things

I ran to the car where Mark was holding the back door open. I walked in, smiling at him as he closed the door before walking over to drive us to the

Thompson. It's nice having you here ” The manager of the confectionary replied, greeting

great Jason. Is the cake ready?.

ordered the cake behind my back.

Come with me! ” The manager called Jason replied with a broad smile on his face. He

She's so controlling ” Lilian exclaimed after we were left alone at the entrance of

right?” I called to Lilian, in anger trying badly to control

does” I whisper to Lilian, who

flowers do you want?” Lilian asked me as we both turned to take in a huge cake which was placed on the table. In front

Wow!! That's huge. It's a twelve-tier cake

asked her but Lilian couldn't answer as we were now with Mrs. Thompson who was gazing at the cake with satisfaction on

Thompson exclaimed as her eyes lit up in happiness. I was glad. At least for once, she

wide smile on her face. Our quarrel at the restaurant was

strolled to stand by her side  “ Do you like it? I want your wedding to be special. I want it to be one of a kind ” Mrs. Thompson asked me. I nodded at

cake ”

It's a relief that we both like it. Jason, can we

minute ” Jason replied and signal to the sales lady to get us a

he handed the cake over to Mrs. Thompson. Mrs. Thompson

” She called to me urging me to open my mouth. I felt embarrassed but I rushed to, bid her request.

think?” Mrs. Thompson asked us after she had helped herself to a portion. She ate it with an excited look on her face before

word on my mind right now ” Mom replied as she rushed

sample. Mrs. Thompson was excited to have gotten a positive response from Lilian

” What do you think,