"Marry me!" he said calmly. His voice was subtle but his aura was commanding. "Be mine."Emma's gaze reflected uncertainty. What did he say and what does that mean? Fear and confusion battled within her, unable to believe the lengths he was going to drag her down and hurt her. Emma stared at his face, hoping and praying that he was joking, but the stern expressions on his flawless face indicated that he wasn't. He meant exactly what he said.Marriage? The mere thought of marrying him was terrifying. It didn't even make sense. They were insanely different. He's fire, burning with passion while she's water, calm and serene. They were worlds apart. "No," Emma hitched out a sob. "Don't-don't do it to me please," Her voice was soft, tone almost pleading. He's taking it way too far."Anything but this.""A person in need can't be demanding I believe," Kevin walked closer to her, his lips curving upwards slightly, a few strands of his dark hair falling fractionally on his forehead.Emma look
A week passed in a blur and the day she dreaded finally arrived. She's had sleepless nights worrying about it, thinking about the things he would do to her. Marriage is such an important day for every girl but for her, it wasn't a wedding, but a sacrifice.She once had a dream of marrying a man who would love and respect her. But those days were long gone. Ever since her parents left her, all she could think about was how to overcome the difficulties and carry out her responsibilities well. Survival was difficult for someone as naive and young as she. She never had the time to think about boys or relationships because she had to worry about getting food and shelter for herself and her brother. However, Emma never thought that she would be this unfortunate to marry someone like him."It will look beautiful on you," said Mina, holding a heavy custom-made white gown in front of Emma who was looking at the rack of wedding dresses without any emotions.She seemed befuddled and lost. Even t
"She is so simple, I wonder why would Mr.Smith marry her?" A young maid drew nearer to her friend and whispered, her fingers lighting the scented candles."No, why? I think she is truly pretty. Jesus, how I wish I had hair like hers," The other one stated as she skillfully arranged the white flowers next to the candles, the two together filling the room with their opulent fragrance. She returned her gaze to the newlywed's face. "Her eyes are so big and sparkling.""But why doesn't she look happy? I haven't heard a word since she—"An imitative cough echoed throughout the luxurious walls breaking the silence and putting an end to the unnecessary whispering. It was forbidden to discuss their master, Kevin, or anything he does. The elderly maid Amanda threw an angry glance towards the younger ones who seemed more focused on talking about their new mistress than hurrying and finishing up their work. The younger maids sealed their lips and began working quickly in fear. Amanda cleared her