Masuk
🌹 Prologue 🌹
"Joan Franklin!" A deep husky voice called out with a smile. "Shh.." A lady with icy eyes popped out from behind the rose bush. "Don't be so loud!" "I don't care if anyone sees us." He smiled, showcasing his beautiful set of teeth complimented by his chiseled jaw. He quickly grabbed her from behind in one swift motion. "You want my father to ship me back to Australia?" She giggled in his arms. "Then I'll go with you!" He sniffed in the delicious scent of her hair. "I'll go to the lengths of the earth with you and for you!" "Oh please, not the cheesy lines." She threw her head back to snuggle with his neck. He grabbed her bare neck with one hand. "You have no idea what goes on in my heart every time I get to hold you." He placed a light passionate kiss on her shoulder. "Or what goes on in my pants. You turn me on effortlessly." He seductively pressed a kiss in her neck. "Don't be a pervert!" She laughed, trying to get away from him but his grip was tight. "Where do you think you're going, peanuts?" He drew her closer. "Can you feel that?" He made sure she felt how hard he was. "That's all you babe, all you." She giggled some more. "What have you done to me, Joan?" He circled her waist. "Close your eyes." He released her. She obeyed. And patiently waited until she felt a cold necklace gently rest around her neck. "Can I open my eyes now?" She smiled and couldn't wait to see her gift. But no response. She quickly turned around but he was gone. "Hey!" She pouted her lips. "Not today again." "Find me!" His voice sounded. "This is not fair!" She stormed her feet. "Just follow my voice." She looked around. Joan wore a simple white dress with open shoulders that flowed down her legs. She had brown gladiator sandals on with a plain pearl bracelet. Her hair was brown with fading blond tips. Her eyes, icy blue and lips, purplish. She looked so simple yet very beautiful. Little freckles spread around her nose bridge with thick lashes. Her smile caps it up as it gives her such a unique look. Made her look like a freshly bloomed white rose. Joan was curvy on the hips and even round on the ass but flat on the chest. "Noah!" She desperately called for him when she couldn't hear his voice anymore. "You know I hate it when you do this! Stop!" She said again. Joan looked around for him until she reached the waterfall. "Noah?" She looked around in circles. "I'm here." He grabbed her from behind, making her jump in fright. "Hey!" She turned and jumped into his arms. "What took you so long?" He nuzzle her nose. "You need to stop doing that." She whispered. "I want you to always seek me." "Why?!" "Only tells me how much you want me." He kissed her. "You know I'll always want you." She replied. "I know, but that's not enough for me." He said. “I'm teaching you how to find me even when you can't see me. That way, you'll know I'm always there.” "Oh Noah.." "Joan, I love you with the whole of my heart." He confessed. She looked at him lovingly. "You've been saying those words to me since we were sixteen and honestly, I don't think I can live without them anymore." She kissed him on the forehead. "Peanuts, you're my life. So don't you ever leave me." He hugged her. "I love you so so so much." "I love you too..." "Don't say 'too'. Makes it feel as if you're only agreeing to what I said." He cut her short. “I am.” “Peanuts!” "I love you Noah!" He sniffed in her citrus scent. "Thank you for the necklace." She whispered but he immediately picked her up. "What are you doing!?" She giggled. "How many times did I warn you not to thank me when I get you something?" He walked towards the waterfall. "Wait! Noah, no! I'm sorry okay?" She begged. "I'll never thank you again, please don't do this." He got her a diamond necklace, why shouldn't she thank him? But it was too late as he threw her into the water. Joan screamed before submerging into the warm water. "Noah Grey! You're such a child!" Her head came up. He only laughed at her and jumped into the water with a splash! "Like I said, you don't know what you do to me. You bring out the 'everything' in me." He drew her closer. "Oh please.." "You know I'm only like this when I'm with you so just let me be free in my comfortable space which is you." He added. "When I leave here, it's back to my grumpy self and you said you don't want that man so enjoy this while it last." He splashed water on her face. She quickly swam away from him. "Stop! You're too playful right now. Is this how are gonna be with the children? Or are they all gonna take after their father?" She teased. "Children?" He easily grabbed her again. He had a wide grin on. "Children? Our kids?" Noah looked ecstatic talking about children. "Calm down." "I want like seven. No, eleven.." He dreamingly said. "What?" She laughed. "Good luck with that." "You know I love children! You know!" "I'm not doing eleven with you." She replied. "C'mon. Look, I'll take care of you, I'll do everything! I'll give you anything you want. I'll cook, clean, wash and even..." "That's enough, Noah." She rolled her eyes. "But peanuts we need to talk about this because..." He was interrupted by a sound of a car from a distance. "Oh shit! That's my father's car!" She panicked and flew out of the water. "Chill." He followed her. "Um.. You need to hide!" She pushed him behind the bushes. "Hide? How long will we do this for, Joan!?" He was visibly upset. "Don't argue with me, Noah." She looked at her dress. "Oh shit!" She quickly kissed him and but he didn't reciprocate. "I love you." She whispered and heads out. But instead of her father in the car, her very identical sister stepped out. "Vera!" Joan frowned. "What'd I say about taking father's car?" "Take a chill pill sis! He is sound asleep. He won't know. I'll take this baby out for a ride and then hit the club. I'll be back before he notice." Vera was nothing like Joan. She wore a mini tight leather skirt that showcased her sexy long legs. Unlike Joan, Vera had huge breasts. Vera is a blonde while Joan is a brunette but growing up, Vera always wanted to be like her elder sister so she dyed her hair to look like Joan. Apart from the close striking resemblance as sisters, the hair made them look like twins. "This isn't right! And look, what are you wearing?" Joan gestured at her shirt that showcased her cleavage and left her belly wide open. "Oh please." Vera rolled her eyes. "Why are you soaked?" "Um..I fell into the water.." "Joan!" A thick voice called from a distance. "Fuck! Daddy! I'm screwed!" Vera panicked. "Joan!" The voice got closer. "Father." Joan said when he walked up to them. "What did I say about taking my car you brat!?" He angrily asked. "Daddy.." Vera hugged him from the side. "I actually.." "I wanted to take it out for a ride..w-with m-my f-friends.." Joan stammered. "Do you have friends you lonely piece of trash!?" He pointed. "This should be the last time you try this bullshit! You can't even drive!" "I'm sorry." Vera had a frown on. "Be more like your sister! Behave yourself. She has been a good girl and that's why we're trying to send her to Europe for her studies. If she was behaving like you, I would've canceled her trip a long time ago!" "No daddy!" Vera pouted. And that was exactly why she took the blame. She can't let anything jeopardize her sister's dreams in any way. Even if their father can be an ass sometimes. "Don't worry princess." He kissed Vera on the forehead. "Go make yourself useful and make some more money!" He said to Joan. "Your sister needs it!" He looked around. "And what the hell are you doing here? You want to get to me fired? Don't forget this is our boss's property and you are betrothed to his son!" "Yes father." Joan replied. "Behave yourself! This is our only saving grace. If you get married to the boss's son, we will be rich and we'll get everything we want! Understood? And why the hell are you wet? Don't answer that, I don't even care. Don't mess this up Joan, I'm warning you!" He entered the car. "Are you coming honey?" "Um, I'm gonna stay with Joan. We'll walk home together daddy." Vera answered. "Okay, take care." They watched him drive away. Vera turned to her sister with a shriek. "Oh my God Joan! You have no idea how happy I am right now! The money is almsot complete and I'll be in Europe in no time!" Vera jumped in excitement. Joan happily watched her sister. "I need to buy expensive jewelries, change my wardrobe, oh my, I need to make a list!" She pulled out her phone. "I need to tell my friends as well!" Vera squeaked, punching her phone. "But I'm gonna miss you!" Vera sadly hugged her sister. "Oh Joan, everything is happening because of you. Thank you for the extra jobs you took. Thank you for always looking out for me." "I'll really miss you too, Vera." Joan sniffled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you but I have to go." Vera kissed her sister on the cheeks. "Muah, muah! Later!" Joan watched with a smile. Mischievous little brat! But she loves her anyway.🌹 10 🌹 Vera depressingly walked out of her room, her makeup all ruined by the painful tears. “Baby.” Her mother rushed to her with panic. “You need to get dressed, you look like shit.” Vera looked up at her mother. So this was what it felt like to be used. “I'm good, mum. Thanks for asking.” “I know you will be fine. Look, Noah's father threatened to take everything away if we don't give him an answer in ten minutes. Your career, our jobs, everything.” “He can't take what's mine. I worked hard to be where I am.” Tears filled her eyes. “He is a fucking billionaire, Vera. He will take whatever he wants! Do you hear that? He will destroy us all, I'm not kidding right now.” Joyce said with so much fear. “Why don't he do his worse?” Vera spat and walked away. “I told him you're willingly to marry Noah instead.” Joyce announced, making Vera halt with urgency. Vera slowly turned back. “You what?” “You have to marry his son, Vera. If you refuse, he will mostly take out his anger o
🌹 9 🌹 “He is calling.” Joyce held up the phone to her husband who slowly took it. “You have to answer him.” Vera turned to look at her parents who were visibly terrified. “Mr…” “Franklin,” A firm but calm voice cut him short. “I'd like to believe the rumors are false. And I'd like to also believe that your daughter will show up for the my son's wedding. Franklin, you know I don't like any scandal so I'm pretty sure you will fix everything, yes?” “Yes sir, I will. Please, don't be mad. My daughter is just having a phase. I'll handle it.” “You have thirty minutes, Franklin. Don't make me destroy you.” He casually said and ended the call. Franklin let out a shaky breath. “Joan has ruined us all.” “Why would you promise that? Why weren't you honest with him? Certainly he will understand?” Vera frowned. “Can you hear yourself?!” Joyce threw her hands in the air and turned to her husband. “We can just run.” “Run?” Vera repeated. “Princess, Noah's father will destroy us befor
🌹 8 🌹 Joan tried to resist the urge to pick up her phone as it kept buzzing and beeping. Vera's glam team were busy with her make up and rearranging her dress. Joan looked at her self in the mirror, sitting before the vanity. She looked so beautiful, she indeed looked like a bride. What should she do at such a moment? Joan turned to look at her pretty dress on the mannequin. She'll marry Noah in that dress. “Ma'am, please stay still.” The makeup artist said to her as lipstick was applied to her lips followed by a brush of blush on her cheeks. Joan tried to breathe. At that moment, it was very essential she reminds herself to breathe. One decision, only one decision will change her life…their lives actually, forever. Joan slowly turned pale. The seat she sat on become hot and pricky. All the voices around her were distant and muffled. She has partially zoned out, trying to stay in her own reality. “Put on more makeup.” She heard the orders from her mother. “She needs t
🌹 7 🌹 Joan looked at herself in the mirror in her new wedding dress. Vera patiently waited for a comment. “Vee,” Joan turned her head to the side to look at her anxious sister. “This dress is beautiful! It's really pretty!” She exclaimed. “Really!? I'm so happy, you like it?” Vera smiled like a five year old. Joan sadly liked the fact that Vera loves what she does. That joy was so priceless. “It's…it's um.. it's really hot.” “You say that like it's a bad thing?” Vera rolled her eyes as her smile faded. “I'm getting married, not going to the club.” Joan pointed out. “This dress is revealing so much! I'm coming from a decent home, what do you want them to think? That I've become a slut overnight because I'm getting married to their son?” “Who gives two fucks what they think?” Vera scoffed. “I bet you this is how they like women in their social classes to dress. They want it like this, like all those models.” “I'm not a model.” “You are hotter than a model. They wouldn't
🌹 6 🌹 Joan majestically walked to the car already opened for her by Noah's driver. He politely bowed a little with a smile as he gently close the car door and walked around to the driver's seat. She couldn't wait to see Noah. After clubbing last night, she noticed he was giving her an attitude over the phone and then she mistakenly slept off because she was too tired to keep talking to him all night. “We are here ma'am.” The driver opened the door for her once more after a rather long drive to the dock. “Thank you.” She smiled back at him in appreciation. She walked to an all too familiar yacht and was helped in by one of the sailors. “This way.” She was lead to the bow of the yacht where dinner already served. Joan wore a white dress, which was Noah's favorite color and neatly packed her hair in a bun although few strands escaped to fall on her face. “Hey beautiful.” Noah hugged her from behind as the yacht started moving. He placed trails of kisses along her neck down
🌹 5 🌹Vera lazily walked down the stairs with a long yawn. Her hair was in a mess and she wore pink pajamas.She felt an itch on her left butt and scratched it with deep satisfaction accompanied by a smile.“Why is nobody getting me coffee?!” She sounded sleepy.But then noticed Noah, proudly seated in the living room with some papers in his hand.He was looking at her.“Oh shit!” She immediately halted. “How long have you been seated there?”“That itch must have been so good.” He smirked.Fuck!Vera felt like evaporating but she wasn't ready to let him get to her.“Is it just me or are you too comfortable in our house?” She approached him.“My house, you mean?”“Did you come in here to brag about your properties? Why are you always here?” She folded her hands on her chest.Noah turned to briefly look at her and back at his documents.“I'm talking to you!” She angrily stomped her foot.That was when she smelled the delicious aroma dancing out of the kitchen.“I'm so hungry.” She wal







