LOGINAfter succumbing to cancer, Lylah Pierce has very little time left to live. Despite her own situation, she is deeply concerned about her daughter, Alessia Pierce, who is enduring both physical and emotional abuse from her father. Determined to end Alessia's suffering, Lylah enlists the help of her best friend, Diana Salvatore. Diana convinces Lylah to arrange a marriage between Alessia and her billionaire son, Eric Salvatore. Alessia willingly agrees to the marriage, hoping to find some love, while Eric feels compelled to go along with it. Will Eric be able to give Alessia the love and peace she has always wanted? Or will he become Alessia’s biggest regret?
View MoreEric’s POVThe conversation I had with my mom regarding marriage has been stuck in my mind now. I haven’t even seen the girl I’m going to marry, let alone spoken to her. Indeed, I trust mom’s choice, at least, better than dad’s. However, a part of me still fears that I might regret my decision later.Anyway. Now that I have given my word to my mom, I can’t back off from it, but I hope for the best.“Sir, everyone is waiting for you at the dining table for dinner,” I hear one of my servants say in a soft tone. I look over my shoulder and give a slight nod before he walks out of my room, leaving the door open.I look forward again, gazing outside my window. Both my hands are stuffed in my trousers’ pockets. Taking a few steps backwards, I advance towards the door and walk out. Then, I descend the straight staircase, walking through the large hallway and finally make it to the dining room.As I get closer to the room, I can hear the chatter and laughter of my family getting louder, makin
Eric’s POVI groan in frustration as I sit on the couch, leaning my head backwards. I’m exhausted as hell after all the work I have done today, all the meetings that I had to attend no matter what. And now, my head is pounding. My shoulders ache.Oh God, my back aches.I look up at the chandelier hanging above me and close my eyes.It hasn’t been a second when I hear someone say, “Sir?”My eyes snap open and I sit straight, only to find one of my servants standing in front of me and holding a glass of water in his hands.He offers me to drink it.“Thank you,” I say, picking up the glass from the plate, and he tucks it beneath his arm.I take a few sips and place it on the table.“Would you like to eat something, sir?”“No,” I say and glance at him. “Is dad home yet?”The servant shakes his head. “No, sir. He’ll be late tonight. He has to attend a few meetings with his clients.”I nod.My father’s life revolves around meetings, dinners and deals. It doesn’t bother me much, though. In fa
Alessia’s POVI fidget my fingers as I sit across my mom’s bed, staring at the wooden floor.“So what do you think?” mom asks. “He sounds like a really good match for you.”I shrug. “I don’t know.”Getting married to begin a new chapter in my life while my mom is struggling doesn’t feel right to me. I’m the only one looking after her, and I can’t rely on my alcoholic father, given everything he has put us through. My brother is currently focused on finding a better job, so he can’t help with the house. Right now, he’s working at a clothing factory and doesn’t make much money.I assume he might have left for his shift already.“Alessia, you know your mom wants the best for you,” Mrs Salvatore interrupts my thoughts and I glance at her.Her face looks calm.She takes a sip of tea from her cup and puts it on the saucer she’s holding with her other hand.“But I can’t leave mom like this,” I mutter, my voice barely audible.“Not even for my sake?” mom says as I make eye contact with her. “
Alessia's POVI rub the dry cloth against the plane surface of the plate and put it in the cabinet. Thankfully it is the last one.I sigh as I wash my hands and then dry them with my apron.I hear the old entrance door of the house creak open, its hinges protesting softly in the quiet afternoon. The sound of footsteps echoes in the hallway, growing closer as they approach the kitchen. Turning around, I see my brother Samuel entering the room, his arms laden with colourful grocery bags. He sets them down with a soft thud on the surface of the dining table, the crinkling of plastic contrasting with the stillness of the space around us.“There you go,” he mutters as he takes a seat at the table.I glance at the grocery. There are four bags in total.“Oh God, Samuel, how much did you spend on this?” I ask as I stroll over the bags and peek inside them.“Do you want me to be honest?” he asks.I blink.“All the money I had,” he shrugs casually as if it isn’t a big deal.“Why?” I ask as I ti












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