Chapter 4|| Pains and betrayals from my own

~~Zara Todd's POV~~

"What do you mean by daughter in law? I didn't know about it. I am not even informed about it. Isn't this the fraud?" my voice stiffens and there is so much fear and anger in it.

What the hell did just happen in some hours? 

I was happy. I was so much happy when I knew that I am getting a full paid scholarship all of a sudden and without doubt I had thought that this all happened because of talent I hold.

But what the hell is wrong now? 

When did I even agreed to get married? Who asked me for this?

"You don't know about it?" she asks as she raises her brows and stands up from her seat.

I shake my head.

"It doesn't matter. I have already paid your parents the money they wanted to have and there is no return now." Her voice is calm but my heart is beating out louder and louder with fear.

I am just eighteen years old girl who have dreamt her life in so many magical ways. I had thought once I will get out of that house, I will be able to take care of all the things on my own.

I will do this, I will do that but I will be at least happy. This was what I have thought but guess, I was wrong. I am always wrong in this aspect. 

Whatever I think never happens and it never goes as per my wishes. I am just the hand of a clock which turns on anti-clockwise direction.

"Parents? I don't have parents. You mean my uncle and aunt?" My forehead creases as my voice starts to break now. Is it the thing that I am thinking right now?

Did my uncle and aunt sell me to them? 

I couldn't help my tears to stop. They start to flow like a faster  paced flooding river landing on the soft fur of the furry rug on the floor.

How can my uncle and aunt do this to me? They aren't even my far-sighted relatives. They were the most closest relatives I have had.

 I remember how my dad had hand over me with trust to them, to take care of me. He made sure that they take care of me like his own daughter and handed over all his property to them.

But they never did what they were told. I was always crying at the corner of the house always deprived of the things, of food, of clothes and everything but I never complained even a once to them for that.

My voice was always suppressed in there and I had accepted my fate like that but now?

Marriage?

I can't even imagine it. What the hell does that even mean? I am just fucking 19 years old and how can I ever imagine about being married with someone.

"Please, can you please let me talk to my uncle and aunt? I don't want this. I really don't want this," I sob with sounds in front of her but I don't think this is going to melt the heart of this woman.

She is beautiful outside but inside she is as harsh as stone and I don't think any thing could just melt her heart.

"Call your uncle and aunt. Make everything sure but there is no returning back now. What is decided is already decided," she places a cell phone on the mini table in front of her and I grab it and make a call to my uncle.

The ring goes on but no one picks up the phone. Same goes with my aunt. She doesn't pick up the phone.

I place the phone on the table with my fearful eyes. I really don't have any hope at all. I really have no one in the world and everyone is free to play with my life.

Isn't my life worse than hell?

I have lived the hellish live in there with my abusive aunt and my perverted uncle who had tried multiple times to touch me and misbehave with me.

But... Still after that why is it that I am the one who is suffering and they would always enjoy their life?

Isn't life so much unfair to me?

My eyes keep on looking at the rug while a warm hand pats on my shoulder.

I lift my gaze towards the hands and the hands are of non- other than of her.

"You don't have to cry anymore. I will not kill you. It's just that you will get married to my son and accompany him with his school and take care of him. You will get everything that you wanted. The money, the power, the education you have dreamt of and a beautiful career but you have to be with my son all time," she says.

Her words even don't excite me. I don't know if I will be happy with money she is talking about, power and the education she is talking about. What career will I make now?

My mind is just so lost and there is no way out of it. I feel like I am in the middle of maze whose way is completely impossible to find out and I will be rotting in this maze till the end of my lifetime.

"I... I don't want to," I mumble with a teary voice.

"If you don't want to then return me back the money that your parents have took away from me. It's two billion dollars and I want you to return it by this weekend," she shouts.

Two billion dollars!

I have never heard of that much huge sum of money in my whole life. Where will I bring it from? I don't have even a single dollar saved for me. Everytime, I used to save they would snatch away from me.

"You can't right. So, just get married with my son," she says with a smile on the corner of her lips. The angelic face which allured me some moment ago feels like that of devil right now.

And there is no way out from here.

"So, what do you decide Miss Todd?" she asks me as she already knows the answer of me. She hasn't left any space for me to reject. I am bind with all the possible worse circumstances that is going to happen in the future.

I don't see a single glint of light at all. There is only darkness in front of me and she right now looks like a devil who is controlling over my life.

I nod my head as the words don't want to come out of my shivered lips.

How could I say, I agree when my heart feels like I should be rather killed right now? It would have been better if I am killed. There would be no pain and no betrayal at all.

"I'm glad to hear that," she says with her joyful voice. I haven't even said anything and she says she hears that.

She is another devil who listens even before telling her anything while my aunt was the devil who never listened to me even after I say anything to her.

Today, I have seen the different versions of devil. Both of them are wicked but their ways of wickedness is completely different. One kills with the harsh words and the another kills with the sweet words.

"Mrs. Jones," she calls and the lady in her mid fourties enters inside the room with a huge grin on her face.

"Yes, Mam," she stands and bows in front of her.

"Take her back to her room and make sure she doesn't lack anything. Give her every single things that she wants to have. She isn't a normal high school girl anymore. She is now the part of my family now. Treat her like royals," she orders and the lady in front of me waves her head.

"Lady, we need to move," she says with a gentle and sweet voice and I follow her.

'Treat her like royalty.'

This thing keeps on ringing on my mind. Just because I am going to get married to her son, I am going to be treated like a royalty. 

Just because I am sold by my relatives, I am being given the physical happiness. I am happy that I don't belong to my uncle and aunt anymore but I am not happy I belong here. Not even a single bit of it.

She leads me towards the huge wooden door engraved with so many gorgeous and elegant designs on it. Even the door is so much lavishing with a golden knob which shines like a pure 24 carat gold.

"This is your room miss and here are your keys," she hands me the keys on my hands and I insert the keys on the door.

I unlock the door and my eyes widens like the huge marbles in front of the whole room.

"This is my room?" My eyes flutter as I see the huge room which is almost in the area of the house I lived before and my whole body freezes.

"Yes, lady. This is your room. Would you like to adjust somewhere in the room?" she asks me while I am busy staring at the huge room in front of me.

"No! Holy! What is this?" I mumble.