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Wellington's Corporation. â We would love this alliance to mark a ......... The words were blurred out as I wasnât paying attention , my attention was focused on a blue-eyed demon sitting in front of me. The conference room in Wellington industries was filled with powerful people in the business world, CEOs, investors and shareholders were all gathered for the grand announcement of the merger of both companies that no one seem happy about. Men in tailored suits shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact with each other. It was so obvious that they werenât in each otherâs good books . I glared at the asshole sitting right across from me, calmly, composed. The bruise on my wrist throbbed, a cruel reminder of what he did last night. My skin burned with humiliation as the memory came flooding back. Heâs going to pay for this, Iâm going to make sure of it. My fist clenched around the crumpled piece of paper I was holding as I squeezed life out of it , his face flooding my thoughts. â Yes, Miss Hamptonâ a voice cut through my thoughts. My head snapped up, everyone âs eyes were trained on me â W- what? I blinked and my face flushed with embarrassment ,I silently hoped for the floor to open up, so I could bury myself in shame. â you banged the table,â the chief Secretary continued carefully, âso I thought you have something to say.â I must have Slammed the table while I was thinking about strangling Zachary. Damn you, Zachary. â no, Iâ" â Itâs Mrs Wellington now, sheâs married, Mr Wesleyâ Zachary cut in, his voice slicing through the air like glass. I turned to look at him but he was already looking at me, his lips curled in an infuriating smirk. Our eyes locked and for a split second, I forgot why I was mad at him. The chief secretary visibly gulped. â my apologies, Mr. Wellingtonâ â can we be done with this already? A senior executive spat angrily, âwe donât have all the time in the worldâ . â This merger is insultingâ another executive spat. âoh? Zachary leaned back in his chair, his eyes sharp, like a predator studying itâs prey, âWhy is that? Mr. Thompsonâ Mr. Thompson squirmed on his seat. â well, we are doing well on our own, why would we merge with the Hamptonsâ. The more I think about it , the more confused I get. The Wellingtons were like on top of the ladder in the business world and we were like five strungs below them. So why was Zachary hell bent on marrying me to the point of resorting to blackmail. Something seemed off. "Are you slow witted or are you just plain stupid? Zachary questioned, his voice casual as his hand rested on his chin . â W-what?? Mr. Thompson spluttered out. â Son, take it easy on him, he is too old for thisâ Wellington Senior spoke for the first time, amusement dancing in his eyes. â Mr. Thompson, we are bound by marriage, itâs normal for both companies to mergeâ My father explained, his voice calm but firm. â oh, Mr. Hampton, we know that too well,â A shareholder chimed in, âbut your daughter has quite a reputationâ Here we go. â Once, she smashed an investorâs car after he made a misogynistic remark, before that, she threw a wine bottle at a rival CEO who tried to steal her deal, whatâs she going to do next, burn down a building? â Thatâs âŚ.. temptingâ I muttered under my breath , my eyes trained on the executive that said that and the way his eyes popped out in shock almost sent me cackling. âValerie! My father chided and I rolled my eyes. â The thing is she has a temper that she canât seem to control,â The same executive insisted. â what if she taint young Mr. Wellingtonâs clean imageâ. âEven the cleanest of slate has tiny specks of dustâ someone hissed beside me and I snorted. " what if our stocks start dropping or worse, shareholders start pulling out their shares because of this marriage, we would be doomed." Another stated , horror etched on his face,ignoring the other's snarky comment. â Gentlemen, I understand your worries, but itâs too late âŚ. â Thereâs even a rumor flying around that she used to be a bully in high school." Blood drained from my face. No way, how did they find out? I clasped my hands together to keep them from trembling. Their murmurs increased and I could feel their gazes boring into my skin. No, no, this can't be happening. Unable to take it anymore, I pushed the chair back and slammed the table, hard. The room fell silent and it was only the sound of my ragged breathing that could be heard. They all peered down at me curiously like I was a porcelain doll on verge of crack. " Enough! My voice sliced through the silence. "Like you said it was only a rumor". " There's always an element of truth in every rumor." Someone retorted, a grin etched on his face. " Yeah? I turned to him. "The same way there's a rumor about you and your step-daughter having an affair." His face paled and the smug look on his face fell off " T..That's not true." He stuttered and pointed a finger at me. " You are digging up lies against me." I shrugged. " I never said it was true, I only said it was a 'rumor'." The look on his face was satisfying that I almost took out my phone to take a picture. "That's enough! Zachary barked. "This merger will take place. Whoever has any worries should shove it down his or her pants." I felt the heat of someoneâs gaze on me as I took my seat. I knew it was Zachary before I turned. There was something unreadable in his eyes as he stared down at me. Signing the merger went without any opposition . Executives from both sides kept their distance like rival gangs forced into a truce. As the room emptied in a buzz of voices, I gathered my files, ready to bolt. Then a force from my left side bumped into me causing the files I was carrying to fly in different directions. I whirled around , furious, ready to give the person a piece of my mind. âWoah woah , my apologies , I wouldn't want my head to be smashed with a wine bottleâ He and his cliques snickered like hyenas like he just dropped the joke of the century. I rolled my eyes. This is what happens when you put little boys in suits and hand them briefcases. They are deluded to think they are business men . Ignoring them, I bent to pick up my files and I could feel their stares on my back. Those perverts. â Thatâs my wife you are ogling, should I poke out your eyes? I froze. The familiar voice was low and laced with warning.ZACHARY đ WELLINGTON'S CORPORATION ."You two seem cozy." I watched as he pours himself a drink. Painfully slow, wearing my patience thin. "Isn't that what you wanted? I asked in a clipped tone, my gaze unwavering. He chuckled. "Give the poor girl a break." I raised my eyebrows at him."Since when did you liked the Hamptons?"" Oh, don't get me wrong", He began. "I despise her father, that old hag. I know he agreed to the marriage just to get the finance bank." His face hardened as he continued ."He has his eyes on it for a while , it's a shame she was fathered by that greedy fool but that girl....", He held my gaze, as if sending a silent warning. ".... She's innocent."I scoffed. " Innocent, my foot."He arched a brow, clearly amused by my bitterness. " Seeing as you are all riled up, I can say your grandfather chose the right woman for you. She's doing a good job keeping you on your toes."" Who would have thought that little girl would end up as your wife, Life's funny."
VALERIE đ "Gareth Wellington... nice to meet you." He stepped closer still he was standing right in front of me, invading my space. He was so close that I could sniff his after shave. "My apologies, I couldn't make it in time for the wedding." He murmured, his face close to mine. I lifted my eyes to take a good look at him and a gasp escaped my lips. He has a striking resemblance with Zachary. Same sharp-jawed and symmetrical face . Same icy blue eyes rimmed with thick lashes, same arrogant aura. They could pass off as twins but this one has a dangerous gleam in his eyes. His hair was slicked back to perfection, no strand out of place. His skin was pale... too pale, like he avoided the sun on purpose. There was something wrong in the way he carried himself, too still and that alone made my skin crawl. My heart thundered behind my rib cage and I took a step back. His lips curled into a smirk at my action but that didn't stop him from hitching closer like a
VALERIE đ The guy 's face turned as white as a sheet. His laughter died in his throat, replaced with an awkward chuckle as he raised his hands. âRelax, man. Just a joke.â Zachary stepped forward and stopped in front of him.âDo I look like Iâm laughing?â " Your father spoke highly of you." He murmured , adjusting the guy's collar. " Might I say, I'm disappointed." Everyone went quiet. Even the air seemed to still. All eyes were on him. The men behind the executive suddenly remembered they had somewhere else to be and scurried off like cockroaches. The offender stood rooted in place, red creeping up his neck. His smugness gone and replaced with fear. Zachary didnât touch him. He didnât have to. The threat in his voice was enough. He looked like he would pee on his pants and I would have laughed if I wasn't already mad at Zachary. Zachary turned to me then, eyes sweeping over me, pausing at the papers in my hands. âYou alright?â I stared at him blankly. âI was handling
VALERIE đ Wellington's Corporation. â We would love this alliance to mark a ......... The words were blurred out as I wasnât paying attention , my attention was focused on a blue-eyed demon sitting in front of me. The conference room in Wellington industries was filled with powerful people in the business world, CEOs, investors and shareholders were all gathered for the grand announcement of the merger of both companies that no one seem happy about. Men in tailored suits shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact with each other. It was so obvious that they werenât in each otherâs good books . I glared at the asshole sitting right across from me, calmly, composed. The bruise on my wrist throbbed, a cruel reminder of what he did last night. My skin burned with humiliation as the memory came flooding back. Heâs going to pay for this, Iâm going to make sure of it. My fist clenched around the crumpled piece of paper I was holding as I squeezed life out of it , hi
VALERIE đ TRIGGER WARNING. Blood drained from my face, and my heart raced with a thousand thoughts. Oh God⌠Iâm going to die. My chest rose and fell in quick, ragged breaths. Thenâ âDonât.â A whisper, cold and close behind me. I froze. The sound sent a chill down my spine, and sweat broke out across my back. My hands trembled. Panic surged through me, and without thinking, I turned and bit the intruderâs finger. âWhat theâ!â he yelled, recoiling with a pained hiss. That voice. It was familiar. I lunged for the light switch. The room flooded with brightness, and my eyes landed on him. âZachary?â He scowled, nursing his finger. âAre you some kind of rabid dog?â I folded my arms, still trembling. âGood for you. Why would you scare me like that?â He shrugged as if nothing had happened. âBecause itâs fun.â My lips parted in disbelief. â You are insane, who the hell scare the shit out of someone just because itâs fun? â I think you are asking the wrong per
VALERIE đ Valerie's Apartment. A prank. It has to be a prank. Who would have gone through the trouble of sending a child to deliver a letter? No matter how I try to brush it off, the unsettling feeling still lingered. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand,I need to let someone know but who can I call? Brenda was still not back. Zachary? No way in hell. And my father? I was still mad at him. Agitated, I rubbed the bridge of my nose. I could hardly focus, my mind spinning with possibilities. Who would do this? Was it someone from my past? A rival? Or worse⌠Was this about Zachary? Was he somehow involved in all this? The thought itself made me sick. The sudden sound of the doorbell made me jump. I took a breath, trying to steady myself, before moving cautiously toward the door. Through the peephole, I saw nothing but the hallway. My pulse skipped a beat as I unlocked the door and swung it open. Nothing. I slammed the door shut, feeling a tightness in my