JESSICA'S POV.I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling fan as my mind kept replaying what Mr Snider had said. He'd offered me a once in a lifetime opportunity to come out of my poverty and I should've been jumping at it, but for some reason I couldn't. It was wrong no matter how much I tried to convince myself otherwise.The first problem was that I didn't like him even a little bit. He was a playboy and a jerk, and whether real or fake, I didn't want such a man for a husband. He would give me a lot of headache and maybe heartaches if he continued his womanising ways even after we were married.The second problem was, I didn't truly know him and his family. He might think they'd like me, but what if they wouldn't? What would he say when he finds out that I was a drug dealer and a crazy powerful asshole was now tracking my every move because of his money I stole? And the last problem was, I didn't like the idea of spending five or four years with a guy like him. I couldn't even imagin
JESSICA'S POV.How on earth was I supposed to explain to my boss that I was being harassed by a drug dealer at his balcony in his house? It seemed like everything was working to ruin my image with Mr Snider. First I was rude to him when we bumped into each other, then I stumbled forward and grabbed his junk, then I refused his marriage proposal, and now he was currently trying to negotiate with Jonathan to bail me out of his trouble."So I've made the transfer. You can leave now," Mr Snider held his phone up to Jonathan's face to show him the transaction receipt, all the while not looking at me. I couldn't tell if he was pissed at me or Jonathan. I had a feeling it was both of us.I really had no ideas how I should've felt about him paying the money for me. It was like on one hand I felt relieved like a bucket of ice was poured over my heated body, and then on the other it was like I was nervous about what he'll ask for in return. I didn't believe he'd pay a huge sum like that for me
DANIEL'S POV.I didn't understand why I still left the offer open for Jessica even after what I found out yesterday, and Schumann felt the same."And then she said yes?" Schumann questioned for the third time now. "I'm not trying to be a hater but don't you think that girl is suspicious?""No, I don't think so," Clara shook her head, with her red painted lips still still on the straw in her grape juice. Disgusting. "I spent some time chatting with her that day she came for the interview and she seemed very nice. I think she just got into the wrong hands because of poverty."We all decided to meet up to discuss on the Jessica issue and found this cocktail shop called, Fruitina. So here we all are, discussing the qualities of my future contract wife, Jessica Cooper. It's shocking right? You probably gasped, but Jessica had accepted my proposal on the first offer yesterday. It was like she'd gotten tired of fighting off whatever kept her from accepting it, and just decided to go for it.
JESSICA'S POV.I watched from my bedroom window as Mr Snider drove into the house, wondering what I'd gotten myself into. When he'd given me the offer, my first thought was to accept it before he took it back and changed his mind. When I'd thought of it thoroughly, I'd understood that it would be best if I just agreed. I literally had nothing to lose from it and I had no one would question me about my decision except Julia who also had issues of her own. So I'd agreed and walked away from him feeling like shit. Mr Snider came out of the car and from what I could see he was pissed, really pissed as he stared at something on his phone's screen. I watched him type furiously on the phone, and then he literally took my breath away when he looked up to my window and we locked eyes. With my heart racing, I quickly bolted away from the window and plopped down on my bed, clutching my chest.What the hell was wrong with me? It was like ever since I'd agreed to the proposal, I'd started to see
DANIEL'S POV.I was sprawled on the couch watching a movie when I got a text from Bianca, saying she was outside and I groaned loudly. I really couldn't understand the problem of that woman. I called the gateman to let her in when she kept calling me and in two minutes she was ringing the doorbell.I couldn't find the strength to go out on a t-shirt so I went to open the door, begrudgingly. She strutted in after I pulled the door open, dressed in a deep green dress that was so sexy and revealing I had to pin my eyes away. This woman might be the death of me, I thought as I walked back to the living room."No greetings, Daniel?" She asked, feigning hurt by clutching her perfectly manicured hand to her chest. "I'm offended you aren't happy to see me.""I never said that. What do you want Bianca?"She took a seat on the couch opposite me and purposely crossed her tanned yummy looking legs. "I told you I had something to tell you about your maid and I think it's very important. I don't un
DANIEL'S POV.Friday came faster than I'd expected and I couldn't help the rush of nervousness I felt when I woke up in the morning. The reality that Jessica and I were going to make our first appearance to my Mum made me feel extremely anxious, especially because she and I were in a very sticky situation. After the incident she walked in on with Bianca and I, she had been kind of ignoring me. Not totally, but it was obvious in her body language that she was not happy and it made me sadder than I'd expected. She literally had no right to be mad at me for hooking up with Bianca, but I myself was mad at myself. What I did was like the highest disrespect ever, even when we were not in a romantic relationship. It was horrible of me to fall for Bianca's trap just when I was still getting to know the real Jessica Cooper—at least I should've informed her that after the wedding, we'd still be able to have other relationships. And I'd been trying my best to talk to her about it, but she'd bee
JESSICA'S POV.I had a problem. I was supposed to be mad at Daniel but I found myself laughing at his jokes and stifling blushes like a teenager. The plan was to keep it professional and cold with him and I think I was succeeding, but he just had to come into my room with his jokes and mischievous smiles that, by the way, I hate and ..."Can I call you Jessie?" Daniel's voice brought me back to earth. He turned away from the road to stare at me and I froze. I had a phobia for people looking away from the road when driving."Yeah sure," I replied quickly just so he could focus. He didn't look happy with that answer because his lips turned down."What?" I asked."There's something clearly on your mind," he nodded repeatedly with a small smile on his face and I frowned."There's nothing on my mind, what makes you think so?""First of, there's never nothing on anyone's mind and second of all, the normal thing I thought you would have done is to refuse.""Refuse what?"He rose an eyebrow.
JESSICA'S POV.My cheeks were already hurting from smiling and Mrs Snider was in no way for with her questioning."Oh my god," she gasped. "You have to come with me to the fundraiser next week Saturday, I mean everyone is going to be there and I can't wait for them to meet you.""Oh yes sure I'll love to attend the fundraiser with you," I smiled brightly before taking a careful sip from my wineglass. "Daniel dear, would you attend with her?"Daniel whose nose had been stuck in her face the whole time his mother had been interrogating me, jumped in his seat like he'd been caught watching porn."Huh?" He asked, looking completely confused. His behaviour had me questioning what he'd been doing and if there was trouble."I said would you be attending the fundraiser with us next week Saturday? Because Melissa has promised me she'll be coming.""Oh," Daniel nodded. "Sure I'll be there. I'll just check in with Clara and Schumann."Mrs Snider gave a smile of satisfaction, looking really happ