I blink my eyes open and hear myself exhale as I come to the realization that I had fallen asleep despite making a promise to myself that I wouldn't do so because I don't know what the fuckin' hell is going to happen to me next.I struggle to get out of the sinking soft bed and make my way to the window blinds, almost ripping the blinds off the window in the process. I am in an aggressive mood, and despite getting a minor cut in the process, I am able to successfully remove the blinds from the window so that I could see outside.It is bright and sunny, which is the polar opposite of how I am feeling.After Vilda's strange smile from the previous night, which seemed utterly evil and anxiety-inducing, I found myself on the bed worrying for my life and promising to stay awake because I was locked in and might get stabbed or something if I did fall asleep, but I still ended up sleeping like a baby.Darn it. My life is in the hands of a stranger and I'm getting married to him Wow.Even
"Let me go!" I scream. "Help! I'm being kidnapped!" I yell at the empty road, trying to get out of Vilda's grip. Her hands are jailing my waist firmly. "Don't do this out here Miss Scarlett." She seethes closely to my ear. But I don't listen, I try everything to get out of her grip, I punch her arms around me, kick her legs with my own flabby legs, try to bite her, but she shook me like a doll to get me to Come to my senses. But how can I possibly come to my senses? The moment The driver pulled over at the gas station, I knew instantly it was the moment I had to escape. I had managed to push the door open at the same time the driver unlocked all the doors, but two steps out of the car Vilda had caught me, tying me down with her strong arms. I still try to come out of Vilda's grip, I don't care if I did sign a contract, I want to get out of this. What if they take me to a place out of town, to sell me or do worse. How am I supposed to live? I am fuming in anger, trying to g
What the hell is Liam doing? One minute he's being all normal, the next minutes he's drowning in rage and breaking down his own door. The last thing he wants is a tear on my face? Please. Then he should have thought about it before after all these. And it's not like he knows me or whatever to actually care, I am also a stranger to him. I take a step back, trying to break Liam's arms around me. But he pulls me back, making my head fall back to his chest. "Let me go," I sniff, taking in how calm he smells. If lavender were mints, then that's exactly how Liam smells. "Promise to stop crying?" I hear the thickness of his voice from his chest. I give no reply and he lets go of me either way. Still with his hands on my shoulders, he smiles down at me. Why the hell is he smiling so much? I am in a crisis here! "C'mon" He nods, his hand circling my shoulders and leading me to the bed, where he gently pushed down my shoulder to make me sit. And now seated, his height looks ev
"You look absolutely amazing…" I gulp at the word. Though, I do look amazing. My jet-black hair is gelled and firmly pressed where it is packed almost at the back of my head, and it is folded in a nice bulky bun. Additionally, two strands of hair lay stiff on each side of my face, which causes the silver and diamond mixed crown that is sitting on my head to bring out the glitter that I didn't know I had in my eyes.Or maybe I'm just tearing up. The diamonds on my ear are bright and clear enough to reflect any light and blind one who stares at it, it matches the icy necklace around my neck, they look so expensive I froze for two minutes while getting them on. The diamond jewelries are not not close to the wedding dress on my body. It is a ball gown, big enough to almost cover the entire room. It has silver linings that have small diamonds ready to sparkle whenever you make a turn and hit the reflection of light. It is beyond pretty, and looks gorgeously expensive. Should th
I wake up to the softness of whatever mattress is under me. My eyes flutters open and it takes me exactly five seconds to understand and take in where I am. Definitely back in the mansion and in 'my' room. I start to sit up… "Don't…" His familiar voice and hand gently taking my arm stops me from moving, and I have no choice but to lie back on the bed. "What… I start to say and notice the plaster above my wrist. "What happened?" I finally say, Also noticing the IV fluid bag, hanging by the side of the bed. What the hell happened to me.? Wasn't I just coming back from a wedding? I sit up, ignoring Liam's remark to lie back on the bed again. He sighs… He places his palm on my forehead and his smile follows as he breathes a out a "Thank goodness, you're fine now" "What happened?" I ask. "A fever, that's what happened" Liam sighs standing straight and working towards the door, which is now perfectly fixed. A fever… since when? "I'll be back, you can relay anything yo
I try my best not to punch something hard as I pace around the dining room. The people I've been dying to meet so hard, the people that I believe would understand my reason for being here, are of course here and saying things I can barely understand. I turn to Hannah, who looks like she wants another plate of cake. "What the hell did Liam say to you two?" I seethe. Why are they on his side? They're supposed to be on my side, try to listen to my side of the story and realize, this is all wrong. And that I was clearly kidnapped. "Well, he didn't tell us much, but it's just why he needs you." Hannah shrugs, turning to Ginny so she can explain more.My befuddled expression makes Ginny signs. Ginny begins. "He is working on something. Something with the mayor, I guess and well he's keeping his identity or whatever a secret, and will only come to the light about it after the wedding. Which happened today, He just explained how big of a part you'd play in his role and how it would be
Clearly not taken aback by my sudden straddle and kiss, Liam gently holds my waist and pushes me away from his lips and body. He scoffs, sounding in-between mad and confused. "What was that?" He scoffs. I pause. Yeah? What the hell was that? I hear my subconscious slam me about walking around the whole house and letting my thoughts sink in to be futile, only to kiss him when I walk into the room. I let the embarrassment sink in before trying to speak. "You… wanted a loving wife…? I'm sticking to the contract" I shrug. Maybe it was a bad idea meeting up with Ginny and Hannah anyways. Liam gets on his feet. He is quiet, with just his eyes watching whatever expression my face is trying to morph into, because as much as I am trying to play clueless, I am embarrassed as hell. I wonder if he can tell. He scoffs. "Yeah? Did your friends say anything that suddenly changed your mind?" I give no reply.Literally all they did was convince me, this place is far better than the sh
Clearly, I was given the name Scarlett, by my mother and I know that thanks to my grandma. I've been called by the name Scarlett for two decades and more and all of a sudden, a man wants to change my name to Raven. Raven… "Take a seat." Liam sighs. Ignoring my question about the Raven he's always calling me. Or do I look like a Raven he used to know. I listen anyway and quietly take a seat, letting the food in front of my eyes control my legs. I take a seat, and so does Liam. We are both quiet. "You can start eating," He says, noticing how my eyes keep bouncing from his face to the food. I gently take the fork right beside my plate and dig in. I try not to acknowledge the fact that Liam is right beside me, and let myself eat comfortably. "It must be annoying right?" Liam sighs, I turn to him "Hmm?" I say, my mouth already full with duck breast. "Calling you Raven, you find it annoying don't you?" He sighs. I forcefully swallow the food in my mouth before speaking.