Lucy’s POVThe room I ended up in that night, was a haven away from the simmering tension that was growing in the house in the few hours that I’d arrived.I relished every second alone in the grand and beautiful room that was all my own. Even better than that was the fact that it came equipped with a bathroom, so I didn’t have to do very much to avoid the brother-sister duo.One thing that I couldn’t avoid, however, was having meals with them. And though in some way I definitely could, Alaric would have made a problem out of it for sure if I had. That morning, I did my due diligence in looking as neat and nice as I could, my hair brushed out in its soft waves before finally leaving the room.Descending the stairs into the kitchen the scent of eggs, bacon, corned beef hash, and a little something swift wafted through the morning air. The coffee was what had been calling my name the most, though.“Oh!” I gasped when I saw Alaric sitting there at the island, reading the morning newspape
Lucy’s POVThe move into the Kingsley mansion was almost immediate. There was no need to bring anything, he’d said to me before making the move official.“You’ll have everything you need,” he’d said to me when we talked about what to do with my things.Just as expected, Alaric’s place was extravagant, Tudor-style, and beautifully built. I was in awe of how beautiful it was.“What do you think?” he asked from behind.I’d have liked to have said something insulting, that it wasn’t my style but that would have been a lie. Tudor style architecture had always been my preferred design in a home. It was cozy and attractive. “It…it’s nice.” I replied, my eyes lingering on the house but my body guarded and stiffened by his nearness. “Beautiful,” I murmured.“Good,” he said and then walked past me and towards the house. He opened the door and waited for me to come along. Reluctantly, I did and we went into the house together. It was just as beautiful inside. Despite my forebodings, part of m
Lucy’s POV“I object to this travesty!” the girl exclaimed. “Don’t do it, Alaric!” she berated.The room gasped in unison at the outburst. I incredulously looked at Alaric, silently questioning what was going on, but he was too irritated to even look at me. It was as if he’d almost known that this was going to happen.“Alaric-” She yelled as Ray, Alaric’s assistant, snatched her up by the waist and dragged her away. “Don’t do this! You’re making a huge mistake!” she spat, her eyes glaring daggers at me as she struggled against Ray’s grasp.As I watched her be carted off, my eyes zeroed in on Alaric. Was this his lover? The notion itself made me despise him even more. To bring me into a marriage with an established side-piece? And a psycho one at that. I didn’t think he could stoop no lower. “Are you kidding me?” I hissed irately.“Calm down. Just smile and stay cool.” He hissed.“You’re really telling me that?” I asked sarcastically under my breath.“Don’t ruin this wedding, Lucy.
Lucy’s POVIt was the day of the wedding, and I was a ball of nerves as I sat there in the vanity, making sure that my face and hair was done right. Alaric, knowing the financial strain that the family was under, had paid for everything, including my dress, makeup and hair.“Hey, hon,” I heard Amanda’s voice from behind me. She stood in the doorway, eyes wide with a big grin on her face.I stood. “Hey!” I anxiously greeted. “I’m so glad to see you.” “You look beautiful, Lucy,” Amanda said.“Thank you,” I smiled.I looked in the mirror at myself. I’d lost weight over the time I’d been taking care of my father, my appetite waning through all the stress, but I still was a little plump and curvy. Fortunately, the dress that mom and I picked out, complimented my curves.The wedding dress was luxurious and elegant, but not too showy. The neckline was mock style with a subtle lace opening at the center of the bodice, teasing slightly at a little cleavage. It was lace beaded at the top and
Alaric’s POVWhen I got to my office, I was so pleased with myself, I told Ray to make sure that all my calls were forwarded for the next hour. I needed this time of silent celebration for what I’d just accomplished in getting Lucy to go along with my plans.Pulling out the contract agreements that Lucy had signed, I just stared in prolonged silence, grinning in triumph at my new reality.“Whether you want to or not, you’re going to be my wife, Lucy Whitmore.” I laughed wryly.As I continued studying over the contracts, my thoughts were already planning how I’d go forward with both the Whitmore Group as well as Lucy herself, when my door opened.It was Ray.“I thought I told you I didn’t want to be disturbed,” I said, my smile descending into an irritated grimace.“I know, Mr. Kingsley. Unfortunately, this visitor, I couldn’t stop from entering.”“And why the hell not?” I hissed.“Because I own the damn place, that’s why!” My father’s voice angrily pushed through the doorway before h
Lucy’s POVMeeting with Alaric was so draining that I couldn't bring myself to head back to the hospital right away. I had agreed to the terms of the marriage and business deal for my parents' sake, but the last thing I wanted was to bring them into the tumultuous relationship between Alaric and me.I sat in my car for an hour, trying to decompress before heading back. I was just about to put my car in drive to get back there when my phone rang. It was Amanda.I had almost completely forgotten to call my friend. With everything happening at warp speed, checking in with her had slipped my mind.Feeling guilt-stricken yet relieved to see her name on my caller ID, I quickly answered the phone.“Amanda!” I greeted excitedly. “How are you? I’ve been meaning to call-”“Sure you were!” she declared sarcastically on the other end. I could tell that she was not happy.“Amanda, I’m so sorry. I really have been meaning to call. With everything going on with my family, and this whole Tom situati