Darlington Briggs. "Hmm, you see what you have all caused, Darlington. You all demonstrated your cunning behavior with Amara on the first day of her arrival. If she leaves this house, you will all go as well, and I will seize all of your assets." My father issued his warning at us as he stood from his dining chair and proceeded towards the stairs. I remained silent, and my mother and Samara were astounded by the new lady's behavior. She indirectly accused us of attempting to poison her, and while she did not say it outright, her behaviors indicated that she suspected us."Just look. Others are only now celebrating at home. While we are here dealing with a stranger, a lowly human for that matter," Samara cursed, just as my father finished washing his hands and left us at the dining table to check on the lady who had darted upstairs."Hmm," I was not pleased with any of these, but I could not express it. I was aware of my father's influence, and he was not joking. If my father had ever
Darlington Briggs. I remained in the living room; shortly after, I sent the maid upstairs to give the meal to Amara. I would not accept her as my wife, even though I knew my father was not kidding. I was not the type of child who was easily swayed. I am 30 years old, not a little boy for my father to manage in whatever way he wanted. I do not remember taking my phone because I had rushed out of the sitting room and downstairs to alert the maid. As I grew tired, I returned to my sitting room upstairs to retrieve my phone and change from my purple T-shirt and black slacks to a warm night robe. I needed to take my evening bath too, and I considered taking the guest room downstairs because I did not want to share my space with Amara. I entered my sitting room, as the entire estate fell silent. It was after 11 p.m on Saturday evening ., but my family and I were still awake since we had a new addition to our home. Amara sat comfortably on the couch and ate her supper from a little stool a
Darlington Briggs; Amara frowned and questioned, "Didn't you attend Country Z's private university?" I froze and looked at Amara as she remarked that the year I graduated was the same year she met me. "Hmm, all that is in the past tense now. I have a woman in my life who I adore, and I cannot accept you," I replied."Okay. Following that, I will spend a month on vacation here. Afterwards, I will go back to my family's house in the countryside," Amara remarked, nonchalantly stretching on the couch. "Fine," I looked away from Amara, seeing that her movement drew me in and made me admire her even more. I intended to go downstairs for a nice night's sleep, but Amara asked me in a sweet gentle voice, "Can I sleep here on the couch?" "No. So that you can report me to my father tomorrow, get up and go into my bedroom to sleep. I shall go downstairs to sleep. Isn't that why you are here, to take my stuff and become my wife by force?" I demanded."No," Amara replied, turning away from me. B
Amara Nicolas: I awoke in the sumptuous bedroom, assuming Darlington had joined me in bed. I observed him return to his room the prior night and take his phone. Well, I fell asleep on the bed and drifted off to sleep, making sure there was enough distance between us. Just in case Darlington returns to the room to sleep. I awoke to see that I was alone in the room, with my phone ringing on the shelf. I looked where I had left my phone the night before, took it, and discovered that my father was the one calling me. "Hi, Dad. Good morning. I greeted, and my father replied calmly, "Amara, how was your night?" "Fine, Dad and yours?" I inquired."Good Actually, I called Mr. Joshua Briggs this morning, and he informed me that you had finally consented to stay with them for a time, most likely a month or two. To become acquainted with Darlington. "Is that so?" My father inqured."Yes, Dad, I thought about it and accepted," I answer, taking a quick check at the room clock and noticing it wa
Amara Nicolas: "You have no right to speak to my younger sister in this manner again! Is that understood?" Darlington frowned at me after closing the door and walking up to meet mfle. Pulling me on my shoulders, I believed he was going to beat me for insulting his sister. I removed his hands from my shoulders and dashed into the restroom to wash my face. Likewise, I heard Darlington banging on the bathroom door. "Come out, Amara. I need to take a bath and leave this house."I did not respond to Darlington. My face ached from Samara's many slaps, and I could not believe I had already agreed with my father to stay here with them. I could not complain to my father. Not after I promised to stay with Darlington and become his wife. Likewise, I admired Darlington. He is handsome, and I want to be his wife. I cleansed my face by turning on the tap, allowing the water to pour onto my right palms, and then splashing cold water on my face. I decided to take a bath and ignored Darlington's kn
Darlington Briggs: I had not anticipated Amara to respond to my touch. What had gotten into me? I merely went to the bathroom to make sure she was okay. I did not expect to see her naked; no wonder she said she was alright. But she did not tell me she wanted to take a bath or was naked. Especially when she saw that I was getting ready to take a bath and go to church. Amara has a nice shape. I could not take my eyes off her. My body reacted instantly when I saw her silky n•ked body. My member rose, throbbing to feel her touch. Well, I stood still, frozen in place, enjoying her physical appearance. If I were not so foolish. Last night, I could not sleep because I was so horny. Jenna refused to let me touch her and see Amara now. I could not believe how excited I was because of her. Like I was not supposed to be attracted to Amara. What has gone wrong with me? I wondered in my head as I quickly distanced myself from Amara. I felt prompted to hug her and reassure her that everything wil
Darlington Briggs; Amara struggled to consume the bread and sip the tea. Being involved in a toxic relationship was detrimental to one's well-being. Marriages were never meant to be coerced, but alas. I reluctantly agreed to marry a woman I knew nothing about in order to maintain harmony in my father's household. "Do you not enjoy the tea? Would you like me to have the maids prepare another tea for you?" My father inquired of Amara, just as we were nearing the end of our breakfast. Amara found herself seated in a chair, her gaze fixated on the bread she held in her hand. "The tea is perfectly acceptable," Amara responded. Afterwards, she held onto the bread and took a sip from the tea. Once breakfast was over, my father stood up and announced to Amara, "We are heading to the church for the New Year's thanksgiving service. Do you also go to church in the countryside?""Sure, I would love to come to the church service here too," Amara replied curtly. "That is okay. You will be riding
Darlington Briggs; "No, Jenna. Unfortunately, I am unable to fulfill your request. If you have some shoots to do in Los Angeles, I have got you covered. I will wait patiently for your return. And then, once you have returned. Perhaps you could consider taking a break from your current job and refraining from entering into any new commitments for the time being, by allowing us to spend more time together. I believe that by then, I will have saved enough for us, and I will also have left my father's company. As I chart my path to success." I had no intention of letting Jenna in on the news about Amara. I was taken aback when Jenna did not see eye to eye with me on this matter. It became evident that she had reservations about starting a family with me. She insisted on finding someone else to be a mother figure for our children, and I must admit, I am quite displeased with her decision. I relished the intimate connection I shared with Jenna, fully aware of the risks involved. I yearned