Varda's husband is murdered on their wedding day, she is forced into a marriage with his billionaire step brother, Stephen. As she scales through the dark secrets of her new husband, she just face the truth about her husband's true intentions. Join Varda in this bumpy ride of lies, deceit, scandals and romance.
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"Yes! I want you! I want more of you!" The sound of the familiar feminine moan caused me to clutch the hem of my shirt tight and bite my lower lip to stop myself from breaking down into tears.
I leaned closer to the door with a hitched breath, my hands reached for the door knob but I struggled to pull it open. Perhaps it was because my hands were shaky or maybe it was because I was afraid to see what was on the inside.
"Oh damn it!" My fiance, Alex moaned in satisfaction. My heart began to race extremely fast as I pondered on what next to do. Even if I did barge in, what was I to say? How was I supposed to confront a man I would be getting married to the next day?
I turned around and shook my head in disagreement, I was not going to confront him. Rather, I was going to pretend like I never even heard them in the first place.
Just as I was about to take a step down the stairs, my ringing tone blared out loud startling me. Alex and Emma had paused whatever they were doing and i could now hear footsteps drawing closer to the door.
I muttered a cuss under my breath, I hastily put my phone on DND and tossed it into my pockets. Just as I was about to rush downstairs, it was too late because the door already flew open wide and Alex was standing by the door, shirtless.
"Hi babe." I forced a smile on my face, pretending like I had not just heard him moaning in satisfaction at my best friend.
"What are you doing here?" Alex snapped at me. I choked out a nervous chuckle before shrugging in response. "I just wanted to hang out with you before our wedding. You know it is going to be quite hectic tomorrow and we will not have time for each other, we will both be busy attending to guests." I said.
Alex scoffed and rolled his eyes at me. "Whatever. As you can see, or as you have heard.." he paused to open the door to his room wide, revealing my supposed best friend, Emma lying naked on Alex's bed.
Our eyes met and Emma hastily covered her face in shame. "Alex, come on! This was supposed to be a secret between the both of us." She whined.
My heart broke. I felt like I had been punched in the guts. I mean I knew it was Emma judging by the sound of her voice but seeing her lying comfortably on my own fiance's bed, it broke my heart into pieces.
I was not even mad at Alex. I mean how could I be?
My relationship with Alex had always been an open relationship, at least so he called it. Alex was a playboy, he loved changing women like they were some kind of item.
The only thing that kept me with Alex was the huge debt that my family owed his family. Alex's grandfather had borrowed my dad a huge amount of money as capital for a business. Long story cut short, dad's business flopped and as the oldest daughter, I was sold to Alexander McCall.
Alex and I only dated for five months and his grandfather's wish was that Alex marries me. I was surprised when his grandfather was able to convince him to get married. I mean Alex was the most famous billionaire playboy in the city.
"Perhaps, would you like to join us? To make it a threesome?" Alex winked at me with a huge grin plastered on his face. I clutched my fist tight and allowed the tears to roll down my cheeks. Emma was supposed to be my bridesmaid for tomorrow's wedding, how could she do this to me?
Without wasting anymore time, I turned to Alex and said. "I will see you tomorrow at the wedding."
With tears in my eyes and a aching heart, I rushed down the stairs and hastily made my way out of the mansion. My heart began to beat rapidly as I boarded a taxi to my home. I could hear my ringing tone blaring out loud but I chose to ignore it because I could already guess who the caller was. It was Emma and i was not ready to hear any stupid excuse from her.
I rubbed my temple in frustration and tried to calm myself down, in less than hour, the taxi driver pulled his cab into my driveway.
I got off the cab and handed the driver a ridiculously high amount of money without caring. All I wanted to do was sleep away my sorrows. Luckily for me, my parents were not home, I was the only one left alone to wallow in my own misery.
I spent the entire day crying my eyes out and trying to reconsider the whole marriage thing with Alexander McCall. I mean it was not like I had a choice, my parents were the one who pushed me into this mess.
The next morning came by so fast. I was woken up by my mother to get prepared for the wedding. Emma, my supposed brides maid had not showed up yet, as a matter of fact, I had a huge feeling that she was not going to show up, the guilt she felt would never let her to.
The preparations were set and just as my father was about to walk me down the aisle, a loud gunshot erupted the air causing a pandemodium to arise.
My heart raced heavily as everyone tried to get themselves to safety, the smoke in the athmosphere blurred my vision and made it difficult for me to run.
All I could hear was shouts and screams of pain accompanied by gunshot noises.
I suddenly felt a tight grip on my wrist. With fear written all over my face, I turned around to gaze at the culprit. It was Alexander dressed handsomely in a tuxedo. I sighed in relief and just as Alexander was about to say something to me, another sound of gunshot cut him halfway his sentence.
The next thing that happened was so fast and the last thing I could remember before succumbing to the darkness was Alexander's body falling flat to the floor, covered in his own pool of blood.
Varda's POV Elisa's face went blank and she kept quiet for minutes. I had to eventually ask in a serious tone. "What is going on?" I snapped at her. Elisa sighed heavily and immediately comported herself. She shook her head in disagreement. "I do not know what you are talking about Varda." She said in a serious tone. I had to scoff and roll my eyes at her because I was already sick of the bullshit lie everyone kept giving me. "Do you guys think I am a fucking idiot? I know this is planned and I know everyone in the mansion is pretending not to know Florence!" I yelled angrily, my loud voice attracted the attention of everyone in the kitchen, all the chefs stopped whatever it was that they were doing and excused themselves out of our sight. "Varda, what are you doing?" Elisa snapped at me. I scoffed for the umpteenth time and raised a brow at her. "Are you really asking me that or should I not be the one asking you that instead? You told me that I could trust you and now you pull thi
Varda's POV I was left in total confusion. What did they mean by the expression on their faces. I had to hastily clear my throat and ask. "What is going on? Why do you all look like that?" I felt my heart race extremely fast and my anxiety was slowly beginning to overwhelm me. Everything was confusing, what had happened again or rather what had someone do to me this time? I hated how one moment I would have something to hold onto and then the next moment, all of a sudden that thing would disappear from my hands. It was annoying and painful. One of the maids cleared her throat and smiled at me, a fake smile of course. "Ma'am, we do not know who Florence is. Perhaps you could ask the other maids." She said in a gentle tone. I released a heavy sigh of relief and placed my hand on my chest to calm my rapid heartbeat. Thank goodness that was the reason why they had that look on their face. I did not expect them to know Florence anyways, it seemed like Florence was a quiet reserved type,
Varda's POV"Are you even listening me Varda? I am telling you that you need to focus on your goal. I need you to be focused for me to actually help you. Are we cool?" Fransisca snapped at me. I jolted out my thoughts and faked a smile on my face. I had a change of plans, I was going to pretend to Fransisca like I did not care about Stephen and doing anything for him at all. I nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, I guess you are right after all. Stephen is exactly like that. All he does is twist minds and make me think he is the good guy here when all he has done is actually suffer me." I said confidently and to my uttermost surprise, Fransisca nodded her head in agreement and snapped her hands in excitement at me. One thing I had confirmed for sure was that Fransisca did not like the idea of me and Stephen being on an agreement, as a matter of fact, she willing to sabotage it at all cost and honestly I was not surprised, I did not expect anything better from someone who was obsessed w
Varda's POVI turned around to gaze at Stephen, he had an expressionless look on his face but I had a feeling that he had listened to every bit of my conversation with Fransisca. Regardless of the way he tried to hide his emotions, I could tell that he was shocked, just by the way he took a few steps backward, I knew he was shocked or could I say shocked? Maybe even hurt too? Had I said too much? Honestly, none of it was my fault. I did not understand why I was feeling guilty, not after what Stephen had done to me in the past and even in the present. He never for once felt guilty so why was I even bothering myself to feel guilty?I gazed at Fransisca and she shrugged at me in response. It seemed like Fransisca knew all along that Stephen was going to walk in on our conversation. Maybe it was her plan all along, to make me turn against Stephen, to make Stephen hate me. Well newsflash, she did not even have to waste her time because we both did not like each other. Fransisca could have
Varda's POVI had a feeling that when Stephen said we should not snoop around and search for what is no longer around, he was indirectly talking about Alex and i picked a huge offense in that. How could he have said something as causal as that? Why was he always so commanding? Merciless? Annoying and nonchalant? I could not believe that I had actually almost turned down Fransisca's plan to help me with Alex's investigation just because I thought to myself that maybe i actually had some lingering feelings for this hotheaded Stephen guy. Turns out, I was wrong, I could never like somebody as infuriating and annoying as him. I dropped my fork on the plate after taking a few spoons of my Mac. "Can i leave now that you have made yourself clear to us?" I snapped at me with a raised brow, the table went silent and not even Fransisca could think of the right word to say.Stephen turned to Asher. "Want to have some father and son bonding time before I eventually leave for my business trip?" He
Varda's POV"We are here! I have her here with me." I was surprised when Fransisca suddenly clinged to my arm and yelled loudly. Everyone in the dining, when I meant everyone, I meant Stephen, Asher and Elisa, they all turned to gaze at the both of us. Elisa had a small smile on her face, I could tell it was fake though, Asher seemed excited too but Stephen just had his usual poker face on. I struggled to pull away from Fransisca's grip but it was just too firm for me. I shot dagger glares at her too but she pretended not to care. Damn, she was so good at the pretence."What took you so long?" Stephen eventually spoke up, he snapped at me with a raised brow. I cleared my throat and thought of the right response to give him because i could not exactly tell him that I was spending my time feeling anxious about having breakfast with him and Fransisca. I thought of a perfect lie to tell him, that I was having a stomach upset but all of a sudden, Fransisca beat me to talking, she choked o
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