The way my fingers intertwine with his is bliss. Like, I am made only for him and he for me and nothing in this world separates us.
Being so close to each other that even if distance came between us our hearts will always be connected. Receiving that benediction of being with him, I stare at his beautiful face becoming more prepossessing under moonlight.
I continued to watch him with yearning and began to say,
"Christian, You filled my life with so much happiness. I feel blessed to have you by my side. If I have you I want nothing else, You are my strength which helped me to overcome every difficulty of my life. You are my hope of a better tomorrow.
I feel like I can even walk on thorns because I know you are here to heal my scars. No matter how much I fa
In the busy streets of the city, I reached my workplace late, not because I wanted to but because I missed my bus. I tiptoed and entered the grocery shop silently but I was caught by Edward; the manager who was giving me a death glare. I gulped and passed him a smile, "Good Morning," I greeted. He scoffed and left and I let out a sigh and went to my counter. Since we don't have enough money to pay for my education because all the money is spent on the medical expenses of my brother. I have just completed my graduation and now I am doing an accountant's job. Let me introduce myself, I am Sophie Skye. I turned 21 just a few weeks ago. I have long brown hair accompanied by my hazel eyes. My mother, Amelia Skye, gives home tuition to elementary kids. My brother Eugene Skye has been in a coma for the past 3 years, he is my twin brother. The money I earn is spent on my brother's treatment and the money my mother earns is spent on home expenses. It's not like we are in a state of cri
"We are here to ask for your hand in marriage for our Boss; Christian Elvis."I blinked and said, "Come again?" Thinking I might have heard wrong. "We ask for your hand in marriage for our boss; Christian Elvis." I remained stoic. I just can't comprehend it."Christian Elvis? The Billionaire who divorced his wife a few years ago?" I choose my words cautiously not to anger them by talking bad about him. They just gave me a nod. And my whole being stopped when I heard that. My mind became hazy as the mystifying clouds filled my mind."Why?" That's the only question I can ask."He requires a beautiful and innocent girl. And we believe that you are perfect for him." Upon hearing this anger took over me as I stood up and glared at them."Well, I refuse this proposal. Now, Please kindly leave." I said trying to not sound rude despite the fact that I want to kick them out.They stood up and gave me a card which I tore the moment they handed me. They smirked at my action as if they expected m
"We would like you to have dinner with Sir Christian." One of them said, My smile faded and I remained stoic. No, no, no. My heart began to beat faster and I shook my head no. They raised their eyebrows and I asked, "Why?". "To see If we can proceed with things further or not." I swallowed hard and nodded. I was about to leave to tell mother about it and to get ready but they said, "Please wear this for dinner." They motioned to a beautiful black lacy frock which seems very expensive and I can only imagine to wear these dresses not to actually wear one. "I can't wear it," I said. "You have to." They insisted and after arguing for a few moments, I sighed in defeat and turned to see my mother looking at me. I took the dress and went to my room. Surprisingly, The fitting was perfect for my curves and I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so graceful. Such alluring looks, I can't explain. I took a deep breath and walked out. I let my brown hair fall on my back and applied a li
"I'll give you whatever you desire and you give me what I desire."I slowly opened my eyes and met his menacing gaze as tears brimmed in my eyes,"It's a fair deal."He said and got away. I let out rapid breaths in dread and turned to leave but I heard him saying, "Just a week."I wiped my tears and left with my shaky form, submerged in his apparition.The driver offered to drop me home but I refused because I don't want to be in that abhorrence filled mansion anymore.I took a taxi and went home filled with undesirable thoughts. I just knew that- this guy can never be the one I deeply hoped to meet. That he can ever be that Knight I used to admire till now. A loveless marriage is something I never want but I have no choice. I want Eugene to recover and for it I have to do it even though I don't want to…Filled with unwanted thoughts and great fears, I went home. Mother came and I looked at her.“What happened Dear? Are you alright?" She asked, tensed. I tilt my head and left for my r
He asked decently. ‘Where was this manner when we were alone?’ Still being bewildered by his sudden appearance, I remained stoic and my mother said, "Ask Sophie."When Mother said that, I looked at him. He looked at me with his void gaze. Since I was too shocked to say anything I stood still and being irritated by my lack of response, he asked,"Can I have a glass of water?" Mother nodded and left. After mother left he shook me, dragging me out from my thoughts."What are you thinking? Come, We need to talk." He said- no he ordered. My lips formed a thin line as I looked away. Mother came with a glass of water and I said. "I'll go and change." I went to my room and realized I am still in my messy form. I quickly changed in my casual red checked shirt and black jeans. I combed my hair and walked out. I didn't dare to meet his dire gaze as I left with him.We left and being a gentleman- from outside, he opened the door for me. He was driving and the crushing silence took over once agai
"This marriage will be toxic for both of us."I said and got out of the car. I feel so broken, how low he wants me to fall low in my own eyes?‘Not that I have sold myself to him but also made this whole ordeal a damn contract.’ I felt like I was being pricked by the shards of glass that are present in my path, they dug into my skin by each step I take further in my life. First Eugene accident, then the burden of responsibilities over my shoulder and now I want to liberate myself from this burden by receiving the pain of my inferior act. ‘What's wrong if I want to fulfill my wishes?’Filled with those undesirable thoughts, I went home. Mother came and asked."How was it?" her tone lingers with interest, basically it was my first drive and was my first dinner with a man, I can understand her. I have always avoided relationships and I feel like this loveless marriage falls flat on my face just because I never involved myself in love; So fate decided to give me an unloved life.I loo
We came home and saw Christian walking out of our house. My heart skipped a beat when my hazel eyes met his onyx one. I wish we could come back later. I remain still because I lose my posture whenever he is near.He walked closer and said,"Mrs Skye, Sophie, sit in the car, I need to show you and Mrs Skye your new home." I looked at Mother and then him and gave him a nod. We left with him.We stopped in front of another mansion. Mine and mother's mouth gaped as we quickly closed it afterwards.I looked at him and I and Mother said at the same time, "You don't have to."He looked at us with a perfectly raised eyebrow, "It was part of the deal." He said and got out of the car and so did we."I know, but it didn't say for a mansion." I tried to reason."She's right, You don't have to." Mother also said. He looked at us confused but soon gained his stance and walked towards me and my heart began to race as I took a step back.But thankfully, without sparing a glance at me, he took a ho
A woman with beguiling looks and charm which is impossible to resist was seen in the mirror. That woman's appearance can make anyone fall for her. Her bewitching looks, the enthralling form of hers; Like some fascinating angel who comes right from heavens. Her features were enhanced a million times when the veil was put over her and she looked at her reflection for the last time. The divinity there may seem but not though. I can see what others can't. I can see everything but myself in it. I am not here. It's not me. It's a beauty, no, beauty is not enough to explain how I am looking; exquisite. The elegance and grace, it's not mine. They can see a lavishing wedding of a woman with angelic features with a man as handsome as ancient Greek Gods. The irresistible man of a perfect dominating aura. Fakeness is getting bound eternally with lust as a constant reminder of misery which leads to this day. That's what they call facades. The demeanor used to hide the actual one. “I