She hails a cab and heads straight for her mother’s house in Manhattan. Her mother, Isabella, visited her quite a few times after the trial but Scarlett forbade her from visiting. She doesn’t want Isabella to worry about her and jeopardize her health. After all, one of Isabella’s feet is upside down and her mother has to walk in a limp. Seeing her worry makes Scarlett feel guilty.
The cab stops in front of an upscale apartment where Scarlett used to live with her family before her marriage. She gets out of the cab and stares at the building.
It hasn’t changed a bit. The unique architecture has been created by her stepfather, James Swanson, who was a renowned architect. Isabella had fallen in love with the lonely widower and they bonded over their partners.
Scarlett never knew her dad because he left her and her mother before Scarlett was born. For the first fifteen years of her life, she was raised by Isabella. They weren’t rich but they had each other. When Isabella fell in love with James, Scarlett was apprehensive. She didn’t bond well with Elle and hated the girl from the bottom of her heart. Even though she warmed up to James later, she couldn’t help but resent Elle.
Everyone else loved Elle. She was the pure one, angelic and innocent to a fault. Her naivety captured Hector’s heart in high school but Scarlett remained unaffected. All throughout their childhood, Scarlett kept Elle away from her, not wanting to be near her at all. Scarlett was in love with Hector but he never looked at her that way. This enraged the young eighteen year old Scarlett and in her hysteria, she tried to kill herself.
Living without Hector was impossible for her and she couldn’t take her defeat. So when she recovered, Hector was forced to marry her and leave Elle. But he wouldn’t touch her and their marriage remained unconsummated.
Instead, he kept on having an affair with Elle. Scarlett knew it all but kept her grasp on Hector. He needed her expertise to run the business. Scarlett, eager to prove herself to him, gave up college and entered his business. Thanks to her sharp acumen, she rose up the ranks quickly and turned his loss making venture into a profitable one.
But it all came crashing down when she was sent to jail.
I wonder if mom is doing okay, she sadly thinks. Taking a deep breath, she heads for the entrance.
A guard stops her. “Who are you and where are you going?” He sneers at her.
Scarlett is aware that she’s wearing an old t-shirt and rundown jeans so she must be looking shabby.
“I’m Scarlett D’arcy,” she says. “I’m here to meet my mother, Isabella D’arcy. She lives here.”
“Isabella D’arcy? That criminal’s mother?” The guard scoffs. His words anger Scarlett but she maintains her cool.
“I want to meet her,” she quietly demands.
“You can’t,” he says. “She killed herself two years ago. Jumped from the roof and died.”
….
Scarlett is sitting on a bench, lost. The people walking past her are a blur and her mind is fizzled. She cannot comprehend anything, her heart numb. Even during the worst times in jail, she didn’t give up her ferocity. There was always hope, a hope that she’ll be reunited with her mother. That the ordeal will be over and she’ll punish the ones who wronged her.
And now the hope is gone.
She feels empty inside, with nothing to hold on to. Her grief is overwhelming but she doesn’t know what to do. Tears aren’t coming, the gravity of the loss too heavy for her to hold.
She killed herself. Jumped from the roof and died.
These words are swirling in her head. Her mother is dead. There’s no one left for her to fight for.
A paper flies towards her and lands on her feet. Two familiar faces are smiling in it.
One is a blonde man who’s around thirty years old. His face is beaming with joy and his arm is draped around a girl who’s around Scarlett’s age. She has long dark hair with pearly white skin. Her aura is angelic and there’s no doubt that the couple are deeply in love.
They look so happy that Scarlett is sickened by it. She hates them but she is patient.
“Hector Hawkins, heir to the Hawkins Group, is going to be engaged to Elle Swanson on the 18th of March 20XX at the Grand Sire Hotel,” Scarlett reads.
So Hector and Elle are going to be engaged tonight? She thinks. I should convey my wishes to them then.
…
Ryder is in his mansion, reading the newspaper. Katerina approaches him, reading the newspaper from the back.
“Are you sure about this?” She asks. “Will that girl agree to your conditions?”
“She has to,” he sighs and puts the paper aside. “She has no choice.”
“I’m curious, brother,” Katerina goes on. “What are you planning?”
Ryder is about to reply when he’s interrupted by someone squirming. They glance to their side only to find a man who is in rags. The man is on all fours with a haggard expression and a disgusting stench coming from him. He has lost a significant amount of weight and one of his feet is tied with metal chains.
“Wa…ter…” he whispers. The pitiful sight of the man doesn’t make the siblings flinch at all.
“It’s in the dog bowl in front of you, Anderson,” Ryder simply says.
Anderson rushes to the dog bowl and laps up the water with his tongue. Katerina winces at the man’s state but she has no pity for him.
“Don’t waste even a drop!” She snaps at him before turning to her brother.
“Well?” She demands. “What the hell are you planning? Why are you so adamant on making her your wife?”
Ryder hands the paper over to her. Katerina takes it and reads the article.
“That b*tch!” She snarls. “How could she-”
“It’s a fair exchange, right?” Ryder says in a cryptic tone. “One year. I just need one year to take down the Hawkins and Scarlett is the key to it.”
Katerina shakes her head. “Are you really gonna let her get away with this?” She asks. “After all, she broke your heart!”
Ryder doesn’t say anything but keeps on staring at the man who is lapping at the water. The man was one of his old enemies who had dared to try and kill him. But Ryder had him captured and he is now Ryder’s slave.
“Which is why I’m gonna marry Scarlett,” he murmurs. “I don’t care about love. I just want that woman to suffer.”
Katerina can see the dangerous glee in her brother’s eyes. Hector Hawkins and Elle Swanson are gonna suffer and he’ll make sure of it.
And he must do it within one year.
Two men are hurriedly walking along the long corridor of the Hawkins’ mansion, looking very worried. They pass by the busy servants who are working to set up the decorations for the engagement party that night. There’s a line of part timers outside who are waiting to get their shifts but the men are not concerned with the party. They’re well dressed in suits and look extremely professional. One of them is a stoic man in his fifties with gray hair and a dignified look. The other man is in his late twenties with thick black hair and a freckled face which is very nervous. “Mr. Palmer,” the younger man addresses his boss. “The CEO won’t be happy with this news. Shouldn’t we wait until tomorrow? He’s gonna be furious!” “There’s no other option, Jim,” Palmer states in a curt manner. The older man is Jeremy Palmer, the senior secretary to Hector Hawkins while the young man is Jim Porter, Jeremy’s underling. Jeremy is a no-nonsense man with strict work ethics. He has been working for Ha
Elle is admiring herself in the mirror. Her floral pink dress compliments her sweet looking face and her long dark hair is tied in an elegant bun. The jewelry she’s wearing has been gifted to her by Hector, amongst it a beautiful blue diamond placed on her neck’s choker. “You look beautiful, madam!” Mrs. Lee, Elle’s personal maid, praises her. “Sir Hector is going to be very pleased.”“He will be,” Elle smiles. The makeup is light but she looks gorgeous. It’s her day and this is the moment she has been waiting for. Marrying Hector, the man who will make her very happy. He will make me happy, she tells herself but there’s a stinging pain in her heart. As much as she tries to avoid it, the pain won’t go away. “You’ll make a fine wife to him,” Mrs. Lee goes on. “Far better than that…that one!”Mrs. Lee shudders at the thought of Scarlett. Ever since they were young, Scarlett has always tried to harm Elle. It’s Elle’s benevolent heart which always ignored Scarlett’s mistakes.“Please d
A sleek Maybach stops in front of the Hawkins’ mansion. Everyone in the vicinity instantly breaks into whispers when they see Ryder Rochester coming out of it, looking sleek and handsome than ever. His red hair is brushed back and his sharp eyes are twinkling as if he’s expecting something exciting to happen.“Isn’t that Ryder Rochester?” One guest whispers.“A Rochester at Hawkins’ party? He won’t be pleased!” Another guest gossips. Ryder ignores them and simply walks towards the hall where the guests are enjoying themselves. His eyes fall on the dark haired woman in the middle who’s wearing a pink dress and is entertaining the guests at her own engagement party.Elle is sweetly smiling at the business associates, but not engaging in conversations with them. Their business talks are boring to her.“Congratulations.”Her smile freezes when she hears the voice. She slowly turns around to find herself face to face with Ryder. Her heart skips several beats when he steps closer.“What ar
*A Few Hours Ago*Ryder is studying the woman in front of him. She’s not broken and is completely calm but he can see the redness in her eyes. There’s no doubt that she must have been crying for hours. Scarlett is staring at the paper in front of her. This is the only way for her. She has little money and nothing else other than a desire for revenge. The gap between her and the Hawkins family is now starkly clear to her. Without power, she can’t take them down.They’ve taken her soul, her happiness, and her peace. She can live without them.But what they did to her mother is inexcusable. There’s no way Isabella would kill herself. Her mother was not like that.She picks up the pen to sign the marriage contract but Ryder speaks up.“Think about it,” he warns her. “If you sign that, you’ll have to live with me. There’s no love, nor any duty in this marriage. You’ll get revenge but it might not be what you want. You’ll be trapped with me in a very dangerous world.”“I don’t care about l
The party ended abruptly and all the guests went home. Hector has strengthened the security around the mansion and is paranoid. All the guards are on alert, with orders to kill anyone caught trespassing. “How the f*ck did his men enter my mansion?” Hector growls. He slams his fists hard on the table. Palmer and Jim are standing in front of him. Hector is glaring at them so Palmer clears his throat to speak.“We have checked every CCTV camera and saw nothing suspicious,” he states in a matter-of-fact way. “The mansion was well secured and-”SMASH!A vase comes flying at him but he calmly steps aside and lets the object smash against the wall, breaking into tiny pieces. Hector’s fury is through the roof but Palmer is unaffected while Jim is terrified. The wrath of their boss is exploding.“MY F*CKING ENEMIES GOT INTO THE MANSION!” He screams. “THAT TOO ON MY ENGAGEMENT! AND…AND…”He’s f*cking my ex-wife! He thinks bitterly. The image of Scarlett and Ryder is flashing through his eyes a
Scarlett is fidgeting in the hallway of the Rochester mansion. She’s feeling extremely nervous and suddenly questioning herself whether she did the right thing by announcing her marriage to Hector. There’s no doubt in her mind that he’s going ballistic at that very moment but he doesn’t scare her.She’s more worried about Elle’s reaction. No one knows Elle the way she does. Beneath the kind facade is a completely deranged person who will go to any lengths to get what she wants. But Elle has Hector now. Scarlett has nothing to fear from her, right?I just need to find the truth behind James and mom’s deaths, she tells herself. Her thoughts are interrupted by a maid.“Your luggage has been kept in the master bedroom, madam,” the maid informs her.Master bedroom…there’s no doubt about it. Even if it’s a contract marriage, Ryder is still her husband and she has to stay with him in one bedroom. The thought scares her but she swallows down her fears. She’ll have to cater to his whims even a
Scarlett slowly wakes up only to be momentarily blinded by the dazzling sunlight. She slowly sits up, confused. Her eyes are half closed and she sleepily yawns. The jail doesn’t have much sunlight, she thinks to herself. And why is the ground so soft? She touches what she expects to be the floor but to her surprise, she feels a soft satin mattress. Realizing that something is amiss, she opens her eyes. “Where the hell am I?” she asks in astonishment. It takes her several seconds to realize that she’s no longer in jail. The events of the last day come back to her. She was released from jail, her mother died, her ex husband and her step sister are engaged and Scarlett is now… “Shit!” She gasps and looks around for Ryder. She’s no longer a prisoner but is the wife of the country’s most ruthless mafia lord! “Did he not return home?” she wonders out loud. The other side of the bed doesn’t look as if it’s been slept in. There’s no sign of him anywhere. Scarlett gets off the bed an
A shabby looking man in his early forties is grumbling inside the posh apartment. He yawns and scratches his pot belly, feeling annoyed. “Where the f*ck is my pizza?” He growls. His stomach growls in hunger. He ordered pizza from a pizzeria over an hour ago but the darn thing isn’t here yet! Vasco Martinez is not a patient man and he’s even more cranky when hungry.His phone rings and Vasco lets out a groan. “This damn brat,” he mutters. He may loathe Hector Hawkins but the dumba** is the boss’ son.“What is it?” He grumbles on the phone.“I need you to look into something!” Hector instantly demands. “I want you to investigate Scarlett’s activities. What she’s doing, where she’s going, and everything she does with Ryder!”“Huh? That ex-wife of yours?” Vasco frowns at the request. Everyone knows that Hector sent Scarlett to jail and absolutely hates her. He picks up the newspaper from a table and reads the front page. The picture of Ryder Rochester and Scarlett D’arcy are on the fro