"Um.. Violet.. She is sleeping. Should I wake her up?" Mum said nervously, trying to change the context of the awkward topic."Oh no, Ma'am. Let her sleep. Besides I am here to meet you." he said politely, smiling sincerely as I noticed some flowers in the corner too.“Where were these manners when we met for the first time? Or when he tried to kill my Mother?” I growled with a clenched jaw, cursing at him under my breath.Shaking my head, getting myself some water and drinking it while listening to their words."What brings you here?" Mum asked kindly. I took a sip of water, drinking it calmly while listening to their conversation."I am here to decide the date of marriage." Mentally prepared for anything except this. I choked on the water when I heard it with raging heartbeats.Is he out of his mind?“Shit.” I began to cough, the jug of water was empty and they must have heard the sound by now. No use in hiding anymore.I came out of the room to get some water, hoping to not get a
Raymond POV:-After giving the beautiful news to Violet, to which she ran away upon hearing. I wanted to snicker badly, to laugh at her vulnerability but I barely held it in.How she ran away after realizing her life is bound with me eternally, that she cannot escape me. It delighted me.“I apologize, did I say something wrong?” I asked politely, turning to Mrs Cadhill.“No.. Um.. She was just not mentally prepared to hear it.” She shook her head, saddened for her daughter.“I am sorry, should I apologize to her as well?” I asked gallantly, cursing myself for the fake affection.“No, No. It’s okay. Leave her be.” She hummed.I nodded and left saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ma'am."She smiled faintly and nodded. I was about to leave but then I remembered and turned to her again, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you one thing.""What is it?" Mrs Cadhill asked."Well... There is going to be a press conference the day after tomorrow, can Violet join it?" I asked politely.Wanting to gai
Violet POV:- ‘How dare he!? I am shy!? Like hell! Who the hell is he to make assumptions about me and spread them over the damn media?’ “Is this some sick joke?” I asked Mum who made an apologetic face. “Apparently not.” She sighed. I am so infuriated right now. I just want to punch that piece of shit who thinks he can own me like a possession but I won’t let it. “What does he think of himself? Molding me into what he wants? Who is he to say this?” I growled, losing my forbearance with this insane man. “Damn lunatic.” I will do whatever I can to show him hell, for forcing me into his life. He thinks he can twist reality as if it's clay the way he wants. Telling nothing but lies. “How dare he- Wait a minute, outside a bakery... Bakery..” I paused when my heart rate dropped in horror. “Violet..?” Mama called, worried about my perturbation. “The guy I met on your birthday… remember I told you about him… The guy I bumped into and my cake fell.” I trailed off, losing my breath out
Raymond POV:- I took Celine to meet my beloved wife at her home for today's dinner. Even though I told her mother to get her ready but still she didn't listen to her and the inappropriate comment she made about Celine truly boiled my last ounce of patience. I saw her wearing her casual shirt with a trouser. I glared at her as she stiffened seeing me but concealed it. Why does she always choose the hard way? Celine ran toward her and hugged her, completely ignoring what she remarked about her as her brother came toward me, being the only sensible person after her Mother. "Hello, Nice to Meet you, Sir." He said politely. Even her brother has more manners, unlike her. "Hey there. What's your name, young man?" I asked him, even though I know his name is Kenneth. I know everything about her, everything. "Kenneth Cadhill. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of my Sister." He said sincerely, curling his lips upwards in a smile. “And kindly please, ignore her words, her m
“What are you trying to prove by saying this? Can your words change my intentions? Can it make any difference? Then why are you wasting it, hmm?” I asked in a low husky tone, reminding her about the reality she has chosen. “You should be grateful that I, Raymond Smith, chose you.” I hissed, I took a dangerous step towards her. “I didn’t ask for this, I never wanted this.” She hissed back but this was the extent of my patent. I grabbed her arms and turned her around as my chest was pressed against her back. I snake my left hand to her waist as my other hand held her neck. “I hope we both are aware of your worth, you are surely cherished and everything will be placed before you. Only if you behave.” I leaned and inhaled her sweet intoxicating scent, feeling her quivers at the same time. “Why are you doing this? You don’t even feel anything for me, love is a distant matter.” She whispered, repugnant at my choice of words. I moved my face to her shoulder and brushed my lips over
Violet POV:- 2 days were left for marriage. I am becoming depressed. The thought of marrying someone you don't even know properly is ridiculous. His actions were horrifying, I don't think I could confront someone like him anymore, he trembles my very soul, there’s no redemption from the trap I have fallen into. ‘What do I do now? Please someone help me…’ “Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!” I wanted to cry out loud, sob my agony out, my pain, my powerlessness out but it would only be worthless. just like my struggles. ‘Why is he after me? Why me? I'm sure there are more beautiful women out there. So why me? What's so great in me? Why does he desire me? What is our comparison in the first place?’ My thoughts which are giving me great dejection were interrupted as Mum entered the room. “Violet, Love.” She called me softly. She closed the door behind her and handed over something to me. "What's that?" I asked, sitting up, my eyes were devoid with no hopes left anymore. "Your passport, Vi
Raymond POV:- I had free time so I thought about having lunch with Violet. Thankfully try once again to apologize to her and try to fix things between us and apologize. For once, just for once, I want her to smile at me. I was willing to do anything for it. While I was coming, I came to know her brother had an accident so I thought I could take them to the hospital but when I came all I saw Violet leaving with her stuff. The school was gonna call her mother about the accident anyways but the fact after all my warnings, she was trying to leave, it pissed me off to no extent and instead of doing either of the things I initially intended. I followed Violet and only to find her trying to leave. It was highly disappointing so I tried to control my rage and not throw a tantrum like I did before and took her back to the hospital to see her brother. But deep down, I bet she must be thinking it was me. It was heartbreaking to fathom what she anticipated. “Kenneth.” She cried, seeing him
“Raymond, Mother told you already-” She tried to justify but I cut her off furiously. “Don’t lie to me. Do you think I am stupid? If you were going for a visit you would have told me.” I hissed, infuriated at her useless words. “Please…” She whispered, pleading with me to stop. “Don’t you dare to speak another word.” I warned her strictly to not test my patience with her fatuous words. Violet squeaked from my fast driving but didn't dare to speak. Good. She should know when to speak. We reached home but before we could go out, I grabbed her firmly. “If you dared to tell Celine anything, I will make you regret it.” I hissed, tightening my lips on her arm. “Do I make myself clear?” Whispering dominantly, I noticed the expression of powerlessness in her eyes, nodding. “Speak up.” I ordered angrily. Shutting her eyes, she whispered desperately. “Yes, I won’t tell her anything.” She whimpered. “Good.” Whispering, I let go of her arm, setting my posture as I rushed to Violet's si