LOGINMary's POV Reid didn’t ask, he just told me. "You are coming home with me," he said with a voice that left no room for argument. He still had me pinned gently against the wall with his body warm and solid. "I can’t," I tried to disagree but my voice was weak. "I’m staying at Sarah's. I..." He stated simply and finally stepped back before taking my hand while his fingers laced through mine. His grip was firm but it was not painful. It just felt possessive. "You are not staying there anymore." I wanted to argue and tell him he couldn’t just order me around but the fight had gone out of me and the kiss had left me feeling shaky and confused And the look in his eyes wasn’t cold anymore. He led me out of his office with his hand glued to mine. People in the hallway stared but he didn’t bother to notice or care, he just walked while pulling me along beside him. The car ride to the Brown mansion was completely silent. I sat pressed against the door, as far away from him as I could g
Mary's POV I gasped as he ripped the paper apart. "Why did you do that?" I snapped and my fear turned into anger. "Why did you tear that?" Reid didn’t answer right away, he just let the pieces of the divorce paper fall from his hands onto the expensive rug. Then he looked at me with intensity. "Cutting ties with your father," he said, "does not change the fact that you are mine, our ties are not going to be cut off. Not now, not ever." I stared at him with my mouth open wide. What is wrong with him? How could he say that? "You don’t even know what you’re saying!" I cried out and my voice broke with tears coming fast like a stream. "I was just a business deal to you! A merger! That’s all! Now that there is no business with my father! There is no deal anymore! So you should just let me go! Just leave me alone! I don’t need you or my father ruining my life more than you’ve already done. We both know this marriage was a mistake..." I paused. I was sobbing with all the pain and
Mary's POV I pulled the hood of the sweatshirt lower over my face, I was wearing a pair of Sarah's old jeans and sneakers so that I could look nothing like Mrs. Brown. I just wanted to look like a normal scared girl. The lobby of RB Corp was huge and shiny as people in expensive suits rushed everywhere, and I walked to the big reception desk with my heart pounding. A woman with perfect makeup and a cold smile looked up. "Can I help you?" "I need to see Reid Brown," I said in a quiet voice "Do you have an appointment?" she asked and was already looking back at her computer screen. "No, it’s urgent. Please, just tell him..." She cut me off as her eyes had finished scanning my cheap clothes with a look of disgust. "Mr. Brown is a very busy man. He doesn’t see people without an appointment, especially not random, common visitors." She said the last part as if I were something dirty that had just stepped in. "It’s best if you leave." Panic rose in my chest as I couldn’t leave. I
Mary's POV Two days later It had been two days since I ran out of my father’s office, two days that I had been hiding in Sarah's small apartment and two days of jumping at every sound with the fear that my father or Reid had found me here. I was surprised that my father didn’t come looking for me. Normally he should have sent his guards to track me down and bring me back. Why had he not done that? Though the incident that happened two days back had changed everything and I had decided that there was no way to fix it, I still expected to hear from him. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was my lawyer. "The divorce papers are ready, Ms. Sampson. I will send them to you." My heart did a strange little flip, this was going to be the end of everything. I texted the lawyer back to send the papers to Sarah's address instead. Sitting on Sarah's couch while hugging a pillow to my chest, I thought about everything. The forced marriage, the cold contract and the way Reid had suddenly chan
AUTHOR'S POV Reid was in his office going through a few pieces of paperwork when the door opened and Donald walked in without knocking. Donald has been his best friend since they were children and after Reid came back to the Brown family. Donald just returned from Italy a day before Grandma's birthday as he had been away for a while to handle business at his father’s company. Now that he had transferred to New York and moved the business here, Reid also knew he would be seeing a lot of his face. "You look like hell," he said as he dropped into the chair across from Reid's desk. Reid didn’t answer, he just let out a breath as his thoughts had wandered back to Mary. She was now in his everyday thought, she had him wrapped around her fingers and she didn't even know that. "So," Donald said while leaning forward. "You finally got the mystery girl from the club some years ago. Is she not the one that you could not forget about?" He finally turned to look at him. "I have her but I
Mary's POV I ran out of the building with my heart pounding so loud in my ears. The two guards at the door looked at me with worried faces. "Mrs Brown, are you..." "Don’t follow me!" I yelled and my voice cracked. I didn’t look back, I just kept running. I reached the busy street and waved my arm wildly. A yellow cab stopped and I didn’t hesitate to jump in. "Where to, miss?" the driver asked. I gave him Sarah's address. My whole body was still shaking and I could still feel my father’s hand on my throat with the taste of blood in my mouth from where he had hit me. The car ride felt like forever, I bit on my lower lip trying so hard to fight back the tears as I didn't want to break down in a taxi cab. My father’s face played in my head, his words, all of it came back rushing to me like a wave of nostalgia. Tears filled my eyes again but I wiped them away angrily as I would never cry for him not anymore. I was done being a Sampson. I would no longer tolerate his crap. Ever
Mary's POV I walked downstairs slowly with my bare feet cold against the floor. The mansion was even bigger in daylight with all the high ceilings and expensive artwork making it feel more like a museum than a home. Sylvia walked ahead of me and she kept talking, nonstop. "...and Mr. Brown does
Mary's POV The wedding reception finally ended. Feeling relieved that there were no more fake smiles, no more pretending to be happy and no more watching Danny glaring at me from across the room, I sighed. Reid didn’t say a word to me as we left, he just grabbed my arm and led me to his black
Mary's POV Just like Reid had commanded, two days later I was getting married to a more brutal version of Reid Brown. The morning of my wedding arrived like a death sentence. I sat stiffly in front of the vanity as a team of stylists buzzed around me as they were trying to transform me into a pe
Mary's POV My body was still frozen with tears burning my cheeks as I replayed his words in my head. Everytime it hurt more than the previous. Danny stood there with his face twisted in irritation instead of guilt and shame that I expected. He was just irritated like I was the one who had done







