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Chapter 4 - First night

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John POV

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Walking into my office, I grab a shot of vodka trying to delay going to my room, I know she's going to be there and the anger I have inside me right now I know I'm going to blow up on her.

Look at her daddy's perfect little princess, it's because of her that I'm in this situation, marrying secretly like a coward. I never wanted to get married so young, I mean look at me I'm in my prime there's so many gorgeous women I could be having fun with sowing my oats with you know playing the field, but no daddy's little princess gets exactly what she wants. How can I agree to this fucking deal, selling my self for properties and money, becoming someone's toy letting them tell me what to do. HA! I should just clap for myself, she's bought me as her fucking toy.

Fuck, look at her staring at me like a creep, it's as if she's never seen a man before if it was any other women I'd be revelling in this attention, but with her I just feel disgusted and angry, I just want to kill her. I want to thorw her out of my life. But because of the marriage contract, I can not even divorce her. Look at her scrambling to the closet like a frightened little rabbit.

"Fuck her, I'm jumping in the shower I need to relive all this anger" I mumbled.

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Walking out from the bathroom, I admire her features.

Well she is really good looking I'll give her that, the perfect hourglass figure, thick long black hair, I mean I love brunettes they really get me going, but the black hair on her I love it, She is the epitome of perfect literally, but she's black and I don't like black women, not anymore.

Especially not after my first black beauty broke my heart, I will never fall for a black woman again. After all that heartbreak, I've never dated any black woman, in fact if it wasn't for my best friend I wouldn't even be around them, but it's just my fucking luck that I'm forced to be married to one.

Well now I've got the money and the properties and still i'm not happy, is it because i'm greedy?... No it's because I won't let this girl win I'll make sure that every single day that she is married to me she will regret it, I will make her pray every day and ask God why she made her dad forced my hand and agreed to this sham of a marriage. I will never forgive her, I will make her life hell and teach her a lesson.

Throwing my towel on the bed I ask her "I bet you're happy now, huh?"

"I uhh, yeah I guess, erm what about you are you happy?" she mumbled. She's nervous I can see! But I don't care.

"WHY WOULD I BE HAPPY? This was all you and your dad, why would I marry you?"

She trembled "what do you mean by that? Wait this all me and my father?"

She looks so confused, ahh she's such a amazing actress and I thought I met all the amazing a-list actresses.

"You should go to the other room" she looked at me in shock. Is she dumb ? "you know the one I next door, the maid set it up"

"Th-the other room? I don't understand"

"Don't try and act all innocent now, because you're daddy's little princess you've become my burden in order for me to get the perfect deal with your father, just looking at you disturbs me" he spat. "Believe me I will never be interested in you or anybody with that tone of skin, it's so ugly"

"Your father made a deal with me that when I marry you, he will give me half of his property. I am not interested in you, I would never be interested in someone like you. I feel so disturbed when I see you, you are not my type."

Looking at her tripping over her own feet, I know she planned everything she's the one who made this deal. She just wants to play with her new toy that her father got her. Never, I am not a puppet whose string you can pull to do your bidding. I will treat her like trash, lower than the dirt beneath my shoes.

I will never fuck her, she probably had tonight all made up in her mind, how I will carry her over the threshold and ravish her in the bedroom and make sweet sweet love all night long. HA! Love...LOVE I will never make love to her.

She's o fucking weak willed, I never expected her to be so submissive, after everything I said she just walks out saying nothing in response. I expected her to yell, scream, shout, scoff something!

But not to be such a fucking pushover that she stumbles out of the room with her tail tucked between her legs. I mean ofcourse I wanted that, but I just didn't expect it to be that easy. I thought, she would be kind of those girls who yell at simple things. But no, she is not one of them.

Roya POV

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I hate it here, Johnsons' words broke me. I've always tried to be a happy, easy going girl but his words, his hateful, spiteful words just broke me.

Am I just a burden to him? Does my father think so little of me? Does he think I can't live without all his money?

If it wasn't for the lovely maid Rose I would just be wasting away in here.

Flashback

The words keep circling around my head, how can just my presence disgust someone. Today is the first time we've ever met. I don't want to be here. I wish I could just go home, this is all just too much. Can I even call it home anymore? Can I even trust my father? God my heart hurts so much.

Hearing the door softly push open I hurry and dry my tears, I don't want him to see me cry, never will he see me cry.

"Here ma'am, I got your things from downstairs, the rest is in sir's room I can get the rest tomorrow" she said lowly

"Oh, I-uhh thank you" I mumbled "sorry I never asked you for your name"

"That's okay ma'am it's Rose, should I make you some tea?"

"Yes, that would be nice thank you Rose and no more ma'am please it's just Roya"

"Okay Ms Roya, chin up just because you argued on your wedding day doesn't mean that it won't all work out in the end, wash your face and take a nap I will be back with your tea in a minute" She chirped rushing around the room placing my items away. "Remember chin up".

I cried all night, then decided I would never leave this room. Rose is gorgeous even more beautiful than me that's for sure and she's sweet. I decided I didn't want to disturb anyone with my presence so she made sure I ate everyday and she came in every morning and opened my curtains, to let the sunlight in.

But everyday I wake up all I can hear and think of is the words he said to me on our wedding night, everytime I close my eyes I can see that hateful, disgusted look on his face. Everytime I think about it, my eyes tear up again, but I won't let my tears fall.

Day after day my father calls, but I don't pick up. I just don't want to talk to anybody, I don't want to say anything, I don't have anything to say. I can hear my step mother laughing at me now.

All these thoughts are suffocating me, I can't breathe in this place, I need to get out.

"Remember chin up"

Yeah chin up, come Yaya let's get out of here.

Hmm there's only one problem I need a reason, fuck I need a plan.

Snatching my laptop off the floor, I formulate a plan. Mmm yes, I will work for the competition, I didn't go to university for 4 years just to waste my degree. I will apply for a position at The Stone Company, my fathers' and Johnsons' biggest rival. Oh Johnson you're not gonna know what hit you.

Let the games begin.

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Author :Sayba Naznin Riya ✍️ 📖

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Edited: 7/1/21