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How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife Lunch with Clara
Sophia “Aren’t you going to eat something?” Kieran called out behind me as I was advancing up the stairs. I lazily turned around to face him. “I’m not hungry.” “You haven’t eaten anything today.” He scolded me like a stubborn child, a deep frown settling between his brows. “Like you care,” I retorted as I dashed off to my room. The truth was I got over feeling hungry hours ago and was sick at the mere thought of food. I planned to go straight to bed and rest because my every muscle ached, my back hurt, my head was pounding, and Kieran’s silent company in the car during the ride from the office to the house was more than enough of him for the day. All I wanted was to be alone and sleep. After the relaxing hot shower, I tucked myself under the soft sheets, but my plans were interrupted by the flashing of my phone. I grabbed it from the bedside table, and for the next half an hour I watched the photos Ellie was sending, commenting on them, and chatting with my sister. She was happy;
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife Things are not what they seem to be
Kieran “Hey, Kieran.” Simon Bailey used every chance to flash his perfect whites. “Hey, Simon.” I motioned to the chair across the table, wondering how such an outstanding lawyer could be so vain. The world did not know a man more obsessed with his outer appearance than him. He called me an hour ago, insisting we meet as soon as possible, and indeed, he was punctual. But no matter where he went, he couldn’t help himself but look for a witness to his Apollo-like body, even if that was only a mirror. However, he was the best in his field of operation. “What do you have for me?” I cut straight to the case, knowing how we both appreciated the essence of time. “Well, you were right. Things are never as they seem to be.” The waiter brought drinks I ordered a moment before Simon arrived, and he sipped on his whiskey immediately. “More precisely, that place your wife worked before? The Saunders? Yeah. I remember the owner, old sleaze; he’s been adamant we take him as a client for years
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife Persona non grata
Sophia Two weeks passed, and nothing in my newly established routine changed. I’d get up in the morning and have breakfast with Kieran, during which we would usually stay quiet. He would drive us to work, where he would give me some silly task that would take most of my day. Lunches with Clara became a regular thing, and I enjoyed spending time with her. Even though she was almost double my age, I felt comfortable around her. She was easy to talk to, so much that I had to be careful not to say something I wasn’t supposed to. Which wasn’t the case with Kieran. Although we lived and worked together, and he expressed no more aggression towards me, nor did I ever notice any disgust or anything like that in his eyes, our relationship was never worse. I wasn’t sure what I was hoping for or what I expected, but as time passed, it was getting harder and harder for me to live like that. I did my best to adapt, I swear. Coexisting with the man I was married to worked in the beginning. But no
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife Distractions
Sophia “Are you all right?” I heard him ask, but I couldn’t answer. Instead, I shook my head in negation. I wasn’t all right. In fact, I was as far away from being all right as possible. Everything I tried to suppress came back to me at once. Everything I faced in the last seven years, everything I pushed in some deep corner of my mind, broke through at the same time and weighted on me so intensely my knees collapsed. And if it weren’t for Kieran, who reacted promptly, I would have ended up on the ground. My heart was beating fast, and I had trouble catching breath; no matter how much I fought to get enough air in my lungs, I failed to the point where dark spots started clouding my peripheral vision. I was having a full-blown panic attack in the middle of the parking lot! I hadn’t had them for years, and they were an everyday occurrence after my parents died. And I knew what was to come. I was about to faint and create an even bigger scene and embarrass Kieran. Then, suddenly, s
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife I want to do it again
Sophia After I was left alone in the house, with nothing but the loud silence around me, I decided to listen to Kieran’s words and do exactly what he told me to do - rest for the day. But it wasn’t as easy as it sounded. Thoughts of what happened earlier flooded my mind, causing me to drown in the unfamiliar feelings they woke in me. Kieran. The man I hated, the man who hated me back. Bully, prick, jerk... a man that forced me into marrying him, a man that was violent, a man that scared me... That same man acted like I never expected him to, not in my wildest dreams. He protected me. He was there for me. As if I couldn’t be any more confused about him, he had to add one more burden to the riddle called Kieran King. How was I supposed to solve the puzzle that he represented? I never knew I was having nightmares. Not once had I woken during the night, or I simply never remembered. But Kieran did. And he figured out a way to help me deal with it. Maybe getting me to see a shrink wou
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife You have no right
Sophia Clara’s knock on the door broke our kiss and made Kieran pull back. If she hadn’t, we wouldn’t be able to stop for sure. I scurried out as fast as I could, but I didn’t fail to notice Clara’s satisfied smirk. Was she glad she caught us kissing? The smile she tried to hide told me she knew exactly what we were doing, and that embarrassed me to no end. I returned to my post, collected papers spread over the desk, and took them back to the storage. All along, I moved around like a hypnotized, or better yet, like a zombie. What he did to me was like an anesthetic that made my feet not touch the ground I was walking on. I was weightless and floating on air. And my heart? It threatened to explode! My mind? It was one big jumbled-up mess! On the way back, I stopped at the restroom, needing to be alone for a few moments to collect myself from the amazing pieces Kieran had broken me into. The girl staring at me from the mirror was completely unfamiliar. Yes, she looked like me. We ha
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife The date
Sophia “I really don’t understand what we’re doing here,” I said as I took a seat on the chair that Kieran pulled out for me. “I told you. We’re celebrating.” Kieran found a place for himself across from me at the table for two. We were in one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city after Kieran wouldn’t take no for an answer. He insisted on going out so much that he got into my room and chose the dress for me. Seeing him in a mood I had never witnessed before, I decided to take a chance on him, hoping that maybe the night wouldn’t be a complete disaster. “I don’t want to play this game with you anymore when I don’t even know the rules, Kieran. I am always the one to surrender in this relationship, whatever you want to call it. I am always the one that gives everything and gets nothing in return. I don’t know how you imagined a marriage works, but this is not it. So, if you don’t meet me halfway, as you once said, we will get nowhere.” I was adamant to stand my ground until
How it all began: Billionaire's forced wife Redhead
Sophia After the disastrous dinner date with Kieran, I genuinely believed that life would get back to the routine we had already established: we would share breakfast in the morning and ride to Kieran’s company, where we’d both be busy with our own work until it was time to go home. Actually, I was hoping for it as it would give me a chance to cool down my ebullient senses. But I was wrong. After that night, Kieran was never the same again. And I couldn’t figure out whether I’d prefer the old Kieran back. Because the new one was driving me crazy even more. He seemed to take every opportunity to touch me, being that just a brush of his hand in passing by or moving an escaped strand of my hair. It made me aware of him and his every move, which only added to the feeling of pleasant uneasiness that had me on edge constantly. But he didn’t even try to kiss me again, and I had to admit to myself that I wanted him to. I craved to feel his lips against mine, and even thinking about it w
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