"Miss Sarah, Miss Sarah, please stop."
Sarah's step halted as soon as she heard his voice. Her husband's voice. Why was he calling her?
This time she didn't keep her back facing him. She turned around to face him, to see his face for the first time and she felt the breath getting knocked out of her lungs.
There stood a man, a few steps away from her, with a distanced face. He was wearing a black uniform suit. He was tall, maybe almost six feet. His facial features were sharp which could easily put a world-class model to shame. His sharp jaw was capable enough to cut glasses. His perfect silky black hair was styled. His stormy grey eyes were the most captivating.
He was none other than the new Son-In-Law of the Watson's, her husband. He got another identity. The driver of the family. She remembers his name from the register paper.
Elijah.
She put on a blank face after she was out of the zone she entered after seeing her husband for the first time. He is breathtakingly handsome. There is no denying there.
"Why did you stop me?" She asked in a blank tone.
"I wanted to thank you, Miss Sarah." He said while not looking at her face. She frowned a little in confusion after hearing him.
"Thank me? For what?" She asked.
"Thank you for standing up for me back in there, in front of your family, Miss Sarah." He said in a gratitude filled tone.
"Were you eavesdropping on us?" She asked with a frown and his eyes widened in record.
"No, no, no, Miss Sarah. It was never my intention. The place you were standing was close to the back door of the mansion which the workers use to enter the mansion from the servant quarter. That's where I stay and I was returning from there when I heard you guys. I didn't want to interrupt you, hence didn't come out. I am sorry if I offended you." He quickly explained himself. Sarah just nodded at him.
"Okay and you don't need to thank me. I didn't do anything for you. I just stood up to their low thoughts. That's it. It's no way connected to me or you." She said in a blank tone.
"I understand, Miss Sarah but it still means a lot to me. No one ever did that for me. Thank you." He said one last time.
She looked up at him with a little shock when she heard that no one stood up for him before. It made her feel low as she remembered her past which was a lot similar to that sentence he said. She looked away from him after a few seconds.
"You can think whatever you want to but don't expect too much from me just because I fought for you with them. Don't expect much from me or from this marriage. Do not expect love from me. This marriage was forced upon me and it has no future." She said in a hard tone which was really harsh.
He looked down after that. Everything went silent after that.
"If that's what you want, I won't expect anything from you, Miss Sarah. But can you tell me what I have to do in this marriage?" He asked in a low tone.
She felt kind of guilty that she was being too harsh on him. But she was actually saving them from the disaster that her grandmother planned out of this marriage. She put on a hard face to answer his question.
"We will act as a loving couple in front of everyone. That's what we have to do. Nothing more, nothing less. That's the rule you will have to follow. Do you understand?" She asked while looking him in the eyes. He looked back before nodding at her.
"If the marriage is so much unwanted for you, why did you even agree for it, Miss Sarah? Sorry if I am crossing my boundaries." He said while looking down.
She went blank after she remembered why she agreed for the meeting and even got married to him. It's for her father. It's for the Watson throne which her father wants. The throne for which she had a huge fight with her father when he was forcing her to get married one week and even threatened him by his weak heart.
She is one of the heirs of the Watson empire. The empire about which her father, John Watson, and his two step-siblings are so obsessed with. Everyone craves that throne and the power and privileges that come with that throne. Winning that throne is one kind of climbing Everest but here, one is willing to push you down and throw you off from the height with so much cruelty that you won't be able to get up on your feet again.
And she is in part of this race of madness, as a racer with no compassion for winning. She is doing this for her father. Even though her father got his own reason to have the target of owning that empire which she understands but everything got its limits.
There are rules after rules and mostly stupid rules which only she has to follow. Why? Because she is the daughter of the stepson of the current owner, Helena Watson, her step-grandmother who definitely doesn't want her to win.
The rules are made to make things difficult for her, to make her give up on the race because they know if the lawful rules are followed, no one but only her will be the one who wins. Helena didn't pass down the throne to her children because according to the rules made by Sarah's grandfather, only the capable one should win the throne and his lawyers would have made sure of that. She didn't raise her children well and so none of them was capable of winning that and so she raised her grandchildren according to her wish, excluding Sarah.
Among all the rules that were thrown her way from childhood, getting married was the cruelest one and the most logicless one. Helena said if she doesn't get married to the person chosen by Helena, she will be automatically out of the race. The most absurd thing in the world.
"Miss Sarah, are you okay?" Elijah asked after she went blank for a long moment which brought her back to present and she looked at him with a hard look.
"Don't act like you don't know." She said in a harsh tone before turning around to leave the place as soon as possible as it had started to suffocate her.
"I know, Miss Sarah. It's all for the throne. The power." He said to himself with a small humourless chuckle.
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A FEW DAYS LATER "Close the door behind you, Elijah." Helena Watson ordered in her cold tone while not removing her eyes from the file she was reading. Elijah abided by the order quickly and closed the door behind him carefully before walking toward her table obediently. His face was void of any emotions as he stood in front of her, preparing himself for the upcoming stressful hour. "What can I help you with today, ma'am?" Elijah spoke up after a few moments of silently standing there. She looked up from the file and gave him a long look. "Sit down on the chair, Elijah. It's going to take time." She said with a cunning look which he immediately took a note of. She closed the file and concentrated on him. She kept her eyes on his every move. He hesitantly pulled the chair a little back before sitting down on it stiffly. He l
SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY "What's the plan now, boss?" A man in black suit asked his boss who was sitting in front of him, in darkness, with a lot of seriousness. "The plan was always the destruction of the Watson's, Jonah. It's never going to change until it's done." The man in the dark said to his employee, Jonah who nodded at him with a serious look on his face. "Yes, boss and their destruction is already knocking on their door." Jonah said with a confident smirk on his face which impressed his boss. "Where is 'he', Jonah?" The man asked after a few seconds, noticing that someone really important was missing from the meeting. "He had a late night meeting for his personal business, he should be here soon." As soon as Jonah was done explaining, there was a knock on the door and a voice came from the other side of the room. "May I co
TWO DAYS LATER "Hey, you! Come here!" A really arrogant girl in her early twenty called Elijah who was standing almost ten steps away from her, beside her oldie grandmother's luxurious car. She is Samantha Watson, another hire of the Watson family. She is young and beautiful but most of the beauty is artificial on her face as starting from the eyelashes to her teeth, they are all fake. From the look of her, it looks like she had done her lip and nose job quite a few times at this age. She was wearing a tight short dress while her dyed blonde hair was left open. She was wearing sunglasses which is why her eyes weren't visible and she was continuously fanning herself as the sun was shining hot. Samantha is a model, a Victoria secret model to be exact. She was in the Maldives for her shoot for the past two months. She has heard a lot about this handsome man standing in front of her from her cousin sister, Natash
"Look, who just walked in?" Samantha asked with crossed hands and an arrogant look on her face the moment Sarah and Jordan walked inside the living room of the Watson mansion. "Oh, you are talking about 'the walking bad luck'?" Natasha added after her and they both started to laugh together while sharing a high five. Sarah rolled her eyes at them. They both are older in age than her yet they behave like some freaking high school mean teenage girls. She ignored them and was going to walk past them when Natasha put her leg in her way to make her trip. Sarah wasn't looking and the moment she was going to walk past Natasha, she tripped on Natasha's leg and lost her balance. She was going to fall down and kiss the ground when Jordan got a hold of her waist at the right moment and saved her by pulling her up. "Are you alright?" He asked in a worried tone while still holding her by the waist.
"Everyone take your seats." She ordered in an authoritative tone which no one can disobey. The living room was divided into four sections. Three of them for three families and one for Helena Watson. Helena walked toward the lavish single couch which was specially made and designed for her only. Everyone sat down. Sarah was sitting beside her mother while her mother was sitting between her and her father. Helena gave all of them a small nod before starting the meeting. "So, almost all of us know why we all gathered here today. Yet I would like to address the issue again." She started saying. Sarah fisted her hands and gritted her teeth when such an important topic of her life was being subjected as 'an issue'. "It's about the news of Sarah's marriage!" "The heck is it about?!" Jordan shrieked out as soon as he heard He
"That's insane, grandma! Are you in the right state of your mind? How can you even think of something like this?!" Jordan exclaimed in frustration while looking at everyone in disbelief. Apart from him, no one said anything nor did they protest which frustrated him even more. "Jordan, calm down. It's our matter. Let us handle this." Sarah said with a lot of difficulty while looking down. Jordan scoffed at her after hearing her. He knew that she wasn't happy at all with all the things happening but like the good daughter and sacrificer she is, she didn't say a word against it or for her defence. He looked at her parents. "Uncle John? At least you say something? How did you keep quiet after hearing something like this and even agreed to it?! It's so unfair! Here your only daughter is married to a driver? Didn't you think she deserves much more than that? Also, why only her? Why not Samantha or Natas
"Yes, Mary? What's the status?" Sarah asked while walking toward her car after she walked out of the mansion. Mary is her secretary, also her best friend. They aren't friends from college days or anything because Sarah didn't have time to make friends or socialize. She was well known as the nerd throughout her high school and college days. But puberty hit hard when she raised beautifully as well as successfully and all those who called her names felt an invisible slap on their faces. Whatever she and Mary met when Sarah badly needed a hard-working and dedicated secretary and Mary needed a sincere and 'reasonable' boss. At last, they both were the perfect match for each other and they clicked immediately. Them being of the same age also helped a lot. Apart from boss and secretary or friends, they also fulfilled their duties toward each other as great advisors. At this moment, Sarah could use some of her advice right now.
The Next Day "Hello, ma'am. How can I come to your service today?" Elijah asked as he stood in front of Helena Watson with his head down. "Oh, Elijah. Did you come? Good. Come and have a seat!" Helena invited her into his office while he stood in front of the table with an obedient look on his face. "It's fine, ma'am Helena, I prefer standing in front of you." He replied which made Helena smirk to herself in pride because of the respect she is getting from him. Helena Watson is a woman of pride. She likes to be the centre of attraction. She always wants the spotlight on her only but obviously in positive ways. So, she likes it when someone praises her, butter her, respect her, and be submissive in front of her. It gives fire to her ego. "As you prefer." Helena nodded at her and gave him a small nod. His head was held up but he wasn't looking in her eye