Novels by O.C Marvy

Stephanie’s P.O.V“Okay, I think we should start off on the basics… you know favourite colour, favourite meal, middle name and all that stuff,” I started off. I watched him, arms crossed, seated leisurely. He seemed to be thinking of an answer.“Ash and purple are my favorite colours, any type of high protein food is my favourite meal, my middle name is Theodore, I have 2 dogs, I studied business and was the BGS as you would know…. That's all I can think of for now.” He delivered robotically. I raised my eyebrows at the mention of purple being his favorite colour but chose not to speak.I saw him subconsciously touching his temples, and I perceived a faint smell of whiskey from the room. He has definitely been drinking.“That shouldn't be too hard to remember. All the important things about myself are on the sticky notes you shoved aside by the way,”“I'll look over them later.” He began walking away from the area we were conversing. He grabbed some documents and dumped them beside my

Adam’s P.O.VI knew I couldn’t avoid them forever. I just didn’t expect Mum to be this persistent. I was at least hoping to make the merger with The Malloy Holdings before I informed my parents on my recent engagement. Even the thought of those words sounded wrong in my ears. The whole thing is wrong, I just hoped it would be worth it. I read over Stephanie’s improvised story of her absense and our “love”. She is clever i must give her that, If only her mouth wasn’t as clever. I needed to make this merger, and I needed to do it soon. My parents would be coming over next week, that gives me approximately 4 days to get things in order. And get my fiancé in order. Speaking of fiancé, I scrolled through my phone and get a text from her.“We have some things we need to run over so I’ll be in your office by 5pm. Be free by then. Bye” She sounded exactly as she texted. Bossy as hell. And I was supposed to be married to that for a year. God help me!. It was already 4pm and she’s just tellin

Stephanie’s P.O.VAfter about an hour of driving, we pulled up at Issy’s childhood home. It was a white coloured modern mansion that contained more rooms than required for even a family of 15. Everything from its glistening intricate structure to the vast expanse of land the mansion encompasses was nothing short of a masterpiece. Makes me miss my own home. As soon as Sebastian dropped me at the entrance, I saw the elegant figure of Mrs Belarie making her way towards me. Sebastian came round and opened the car door for me, allowing me to step down. I was immediately engulfed in a warm motherly embrace. She smelled like home. I sensed tears building up in my eyes before they rolled down my cheeks. I clung unto her for dear life, desperately needing a motherly embrace. Life isn't fucking fair.“I can't believe you are really alive, Stephanie dearest,” Issy’s mum whispered shakily. She released me from the hug, much to my dismay but still gripped my shoulders with both hands. She stared

Stephanie’s P.O.V“So let me get this straight: you and Adam are getting married in a month, but you aren’t making it public until then because….” Issy trailed off, waiting for me to continue my explanation.”“Well because I don’t want my uncle to suspect anything yet till the merger is formed. And it’s not like no one knows. You know. Adam’s parents would soon know, your parents who are currently on their way would know so that’s enough for now.” I finalized. We were driving to the airport to pick up Issy’s parents. Well Sebastian was taking us to the airport, alongside a convoy of bodyguards, but all those technicalities don’t matter.I’d been brainstorming on different stories to tell people when I made my marriage and appearance public, and I think I’ve gotten the perfect one. I just hope Adam approves. Not like I needed his approval. But I do need his cooperation. Anyways, I’m feeling a little excited to see Issy’s parents. I felt a dull ache in my chest when ever the name parent

Adam's P.O.V I’m a fucking idiot. That has to be it. Why else would I have agreed to Stephanie’s revenge plan if I weren’t one? I didn’t need this sort of distraction in my life. Especially now that I’m just barely managing to forget about Tracy. I’ll admit, the benefits of agreeing to this little contract marriage were sort of beneficial to me, they weren’t what engineered my decisions. Loneliness did. I’ve been so bleeding hollow for what seemed like forever, I needed to grasp onto something. Anything with the semblance of company, regardless of its fake status, was something I needed desperately. Maybe I acted foolishly, Maybe I even thought foolishly, but I needed to at least try. Plus it will get my parents off my case. My mum couldn’t have made it more obvious that she was worried about my downward spiral. So yes, I sought out Stephanie's number and agreed to her marriage proposal yesterday. Although a little voice in my head screamed at me for betraying Tracy. For trying t

Stephanie’s P..O.V“I’m either imagining things, or Adam Phlem just agreed to my proposal,” I said almost robotically to Isabella, still reeling from the shocking phone call.“You’re kidding me aren’t you. How the hell did he even get your number?” She said in disbelief. I mulled over that for a sec, but casually shrugged it off. I mean he’s a well connected billionaire, I don’t suppose it would have been hard for him.“I’m being real right now Issy. He just told me to meet him up by 7 tommorow to discuss some details.” “Well shit!” Issy exclaims. “Now that Adam seems to have magically come around, since I’m assuming he’s the “fake husband” you were on about, does that mean I’m finally going to be a maid of honour,” she says with a playful wiggle of her brows. “Hold your horses now Issy. It’s going to a marriage of convinience, No love, No romance No sex and definitely no kids. Plus it’s only going to be for a year until I get the company back.” I deadpanned. I’m sure I’d uphold to