Ericka's point of view...
It was a risky plan, but I was desperate enough to take the chance. If Logan, the young master of the Davis family, was smitten by Elvira, perhaps I could escape the fate I so dreaded. "Ma'am...I was asked to bring only one guest..." the driver said, his tone a mixture of confusion and curiosity. Something was off...! The driver behaved so oddly. “We are sisters, do you have any objections?” I protested, trying to play it cool. “I thought I was the guest of honor today, but I think I need to ask Mr. Davis send me another car...." I picked up my phone scrolling down the screen, pretending to be calling someone. And as I expected, it did intimidate him. "Ma'am, that's okay. No need to disturb Sir. We are already running late..." the driver said, respectfully and opened the car door for us. Elvira smiled sweetly, her earlier resentment replaced by an eagerness to impress. "Thank you," she said, her voice sweet and gentle. What a gentle butterfly...! I controlled the urge to roll my eyes. With that, we climbed into the car, and as I settled in, I felt a flicker of hope. Maybe this plan would work. Maybe I could escape this marriage after all. I shot a glance at Elvira, who was now giddy with excitement, and I couldn’t help but smirk. “You look incredible!” I exclaimed once again when we finally settled in the car. Elvira blushed, preening down at herself for a moment, she seemed to forget the resentment she held towards me. “That color really suits you, little sis” I added, hoping to stoke her vanity even further. “Do you really think so?” she asked, turning to me, her eyes bright with excitement. “Absolutely. You should wear black more often, that suits you so well." I smiled, my voice light and encouraging. I need to build a friendly atmosphere here because I have to spend this evening with her, after all. "I bet he’d be taken with you,” I murmured under my breath but she heard me. I just wanted to see the reaction she would give to me. It was the bait I needed to reel her in. Elvira’s expression changed as the allure of my suggestion sunk in. “Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked bitterly, looking straight into my eyes, and I smiled assuringly. Of course, I am sure. I want this darling...! More than anything else. I wasn't this sure in my life. “Yes, I am. Why not? You’re beautiful, and you have that charm in you," I said, emphasizing the truth behind my words, though I meant them in a different context. She smirked proudly. She always believed that she was more beautiful than me and I am glad she does. "It's good to have someone for this. He won’t be able to resist,” I thought to myself. "You won't be having a chance with Logan if he sees me," she added, and I literally wanted to laugh out loud but controlled myself. I don't want that damned chance with him, darling. I wish I could just disappear somewhere. "I will be happy for you if that happens, dear," I said, being as friendly as I can ever be. "It's your choice then. Don't blame me...” she said proudly, her voice filled with narcissism. This girl knows how to get on someone's nerves. It's not like I want her to suffer. I just gave her a chance and it's completely her own choice. I just hope that Logan would choose her instead of me, as he isn't pleased with me. “You look too good, of course, better than me in every aspect. You deserve it.” I said sitting quietly after that. Her face lit up at my words, and for a moment, I saw the glimmer of ambition ignite in her eyes. She never saw him, I wondered what she would do after seeing that damned handsome face of his. She was already picturing herself with a wonderland prince, perhaps even imagining what it would be like to be a part of the prestigious Davis family. Good for her...! I just wish her the best of luck..! We drove through the twinkling city roads straight to the address that Dad had forwarded to me. I looked outside the window and my jaw dropped. "Heavens Garden..." "Isn't it a nightclub? Why did you bring us here?" I asked the driver and he didn't respond. According to what Dad said, Logan threw a party for youngsters and after the party, there will be a family gathering at the Davis Mansion. But he never told me anything about where the party was being held. Looking at the sparkling nightclub, I felt a bit awkward. I never stepped into a place like this before. Elvira, on the other side was jumping in excitement as we got down. "Wow..." "Is the party here? No doubt they are the richest family in the city" she exclaimed and I looked at her, she was so excited. "I was asked to escort you here, Ma'am," the driver finally said, bowing respectfully, indirectly asking for his leave. I nodded and he left us before the closed doors of the nightclub. "Let's get in..." Elvira rushed over but I stopped as my phone buzzed in my purse. "Wait here, Elvira, let me take this call," I said while taking out my phone to see. I thought it was Dad who called me to ask where I was, but the name flashed on the screen, almost jolted me. Mr. Nathan Davis...! My ex-boss. Why is he calling me, now? Without letting him wait any longer, I answered. "Hello Sir" Ignoring my greetings, he barked instantly. "Where are you?" his cold tone echoed in my ears. "I...I...am..." I stuttered, unable to say where exactly I was. I don't know if he is inside the nightclub, too, because with his personality, he would never enter a filthy place like this. Why did he call me by the way? "Sir..." I was about to ask him but he cut me off, "Do you remember, the Arizona project" He called me because of work, of course. A workaholic like him would only think about the projects and deals all the time. "Yes, Sir" I retorted immediately. "Do you have any files with you?" he asked. I paused recalling about the project. As I left the job at a very short notice, he couldn't hire a new secretary, and I couldn't hand over the work to someone else entirely. "I still have the files in a pen drive," I replied. "Good, bring it to me" he commanded and I was dumbfounded. Wait...! What...! Now?? I literally wanted to yell at him for the very first time that I am not his employee anymore, but I don't know why my words always get stuck in my throat when I am talking to him. "But sir...!" I tried to protest but he, of course, didn't let me complete. "Right now..." he yelled a command above his lungs and I didn't know what to do. Sighing internally, I replied. "Okay sir, I will be right there" Hanging up the phone, I turned to look at Elvira only to find her gone already. That girl was so desperate to show off. I called her but her phone was out of reach. I was so annoyed that I wanted to smash that girl's face. Didn't I say to wait here for me? Why did she go in, all by herself? Stupid girl...! Should I just leave her here? Damn it...! I have to inform her, at least. Slamming my foot on the floor, I walked inside, hesitatingly. There wasn't a single soul let alone any guards at the entrance. I stepped inside, supeciously. The way to the dance floor was dark and I couldn't hear anything from there. I walked in further, and soon, my whole self shivered when I saw the scene unfolding before me. "Damn...! It's indeed a trap...!!" **************Author's point of view... Sitting in the office chair, Nathan had been trying hard to concentrate on the file in his hands. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't just focus. A day before, on saturday, Luke said that he was going to organise a small get together the next day and all of them had to attend with a partner. His intention was clear. He wanted Nathan to bring Ericka to the party but Ericka had been avoiding Nathan like a plague. From the moment she received a rejection from Sea Hawks Enterprises, she never confronted him like he thought she would nor did she come out of her room. Even her meals were delivered in her room. It's not like she was being a child and throwing tantrums, she just didn't want to see him. That morning, Nathan sent some of the home staff to call her over to his study but they returned empty handed, telling him that Ericka wasn't in her room. Nathan gritted in frustration. She wasn't answering his calls nor did she inform him where she was
Author's point of view... In the master bedroom, Nathan got a text from Luke, "Hey dude, I did what you asked me for. But I really didn't understand why you asked me to reject Ericka's application! She was Awesome" Nathan didn't reply, as texting someone was never his game. Luke patted his forehead. Why did he even bother to ask!! He knew he wasn't getting anything out of that cold glacier anyways. As he thought about it, he was sure that something wasn't quite right between Ericka and Nathan. They don't look like a happily married couple. But he was sure that Nathan had a thing about his wife. Then a crooked thought occurred to him. Why not help them a little? After a while, he devised a plan and called Erik asking him out to come meet him at the club in the evening. Erik eagerly agreed. Soon after Luke, Mike called Nathan and his eyebrows knitted. If not for anything urgent, Mike would never call him this early. "What is it?" he asked, though calmly. "Boss,
Author's point of view... In the middle of the night, Ericka found herself walking aimlessly towards the garden outside the mansion. The staff had long been retired for the day and all the other rooms were locked. As she had nowhere to go, she was forced to sit on a bench near the flower bed in the garden. She still couldn't shake off the fact that Nathan had actually clarified the things with her. She didn't know if she should feel happy or trapped. It was not that she didn't like him, which woman wouldn't like a Greek god like man. She was attracted to him from the first day when she saw him in his office but she always thought that he was not in her league. He was her boss and the heir to the richest family in the city. She can't afford to have even the slightest feelings for a powerful man like him. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, he became her husband. Despite the feeling of being tricked into that marriage, she wasn't upset about this arrangement. After all, Nathan was li
Author's point of view... Just as she was about to step out, Nathan's cold voice rang again and she froze on the spot. "Stop right there!" Ericka panicked. Will he force her again? But he didn't approach her. He just stayed where he was and spoke in a low yet cold tone, "Those divorce papers were fake..." Ericka was stunned. "Fake?" "But we signed them!" she exclaimed. Nathan took a deep breath before speaking again. "I prepared them... because I didn't know how you would react to this marriage." He reasoned, Ericka blinked in confusion. "That was just to show you that you were not trapped in this marriage of convenience and this marriage was nothing but a deal between us but you..." he paused and turned around to face her. Ericka unconsciously took a step back. Despite being normal, his dominant aura was far from gentle. That gesture didn't go unnoticed by hi though. Nathan clenched his jaws. He can feel her unwillingness. Do I make her feel disgusted...that
Author's point of view... Ericka cried her eyes out. She couldn't believe she was facing such a situation. It was indeed true that the man outside was her husband but after knowing everything, that he would eventually divorce her and that he doesn't give any respect to the solemn vows they had taken, she didn't want to take another step with him. What is the point of being in a relationship which is doomed to end abruptly from the beginning...! She sat on the wet floor, hugging her body tightly. Despite the coldness in the bathroom, she felt it was way better than the coziness from outside. At least she felt safe, though she didn't know how long. She could not comprehend why he had changed so quickly! Why was he acting weird? Was he not always uninterested in women? What's wrong with him now? She couldn't understand why Nathan was acting like that. They were about to get divorced soon then why must he act as a rogue. Though she didn't want to step out of the bathroom, she
Author's point of view... Just as Ericka thought she was alone in the room, the door to the bathroom opened suddenly and she jumped back in threat. A tall figure walked out with nothing but a white towel wrapped across his abdomen. His well maintained chest muscles shining with a red hue reflecting on him due to the lamp. Ericka stiffened. "Nathan..." she muttered. She was so shocked that she forgot to take her eyes off of him. He wiped his hair dry and looked back at her. A shiver running down her spine as their eyes met. She immediately averted her gaze. "You know how to come back" his cold and indifferent voice echoed in the room. Ericka swallowed nervously. She felt the urge to explain herself to him, though it wasn't necessary. "Nathan I..I went to..." she stammered only to get cut off, "I don't give it a damn where you were!" he groaned, clearly frustrated. Ericka exhaled. "You don't? Then why the hell are you making a fuss about it?" she thought in her mind