Goldiva's POV
Two weeks later..All my life, I wanted happiness. And when I saw a picture of Bruce my mum showed me, I predicted my happiness was assured.He was so handsome. When I saw him in real life, my breath hitched, and my heart jolted in my chest. He was so tall, muscular, and manly. He looked so hot and intimidating.I still replayed the way he spoke in my head. His voice was so deep and sexy and within seconds, I got attracted to him.I kinda shattered when he said in front of his parents that he wouldn't marry me.It hurt like a bitch.I also felt bad for being the cause of his departure from the love of his life.I felt left out when we went to the hospital. The way he was cuddling her and I was standing somewhere feeling awkward. I felt like I was the devil there.I really didn't like to talk much so I just observed things and kept them to myself. I I wasn't timid per say but I tended to be when I ended up with someone intimidating. And I could even get scared of such a person.Yep, I was a bit scared of Bruce.There and then, I knew for sure that I would never be happy in this marriage. But I couldn't go back because I promised my mum way back that whatever the case was I would marry Bruce as long as I spend my life with a romantic handsome dosted hardworking guy, with good manners and the likeAnd despite his attitude, my parents insisted me marrying him."Trust me hun, I can feel this marriage will be the best life choice you've made." She told me.Before you judge, I wasn't a gold digger.Not to brag too, I came from a well-to-do family, I worked as a fashion designer in my dad's business so I was actually kinda independent.I looked up at Bruce who was furiously signing the marriage paper. We were standing close a minute ago but he shifted far away from me, as though I had an infection.He had never looked at my face properly before but I had and I knew for sure he could feel me secretly gaze judging by his deep frown and clenched jaw. He dropped the pen and walked of the office.With shaking hands, I also took the pen and appended my signature.***"So we signed the papers today, and we're getting married Saturday." I concluded."Poor Starla." Terry sighed, sipping her drink."I feel so fucking bad." I mumbled leaning my head back onto the couch."It's not your fault girl." Lucy said."It is! If I hadn't appeared in his life, maybe he would have married his friend." I sighed."Maybe, he was destined to later fall for you." Marry shrugged."Really? Guys, this marriage means hell for me" I pointed out."Later it will cool down." She said."Not helping." I gritted and they shrugged while drinking the wine."His friend was so pretty." I said.“Girl, so are you!”"And so sweet." I added."Woah hold on there hun, appearances are deceptive, it will shock you that one day in the future she'll attempt to murder you." Lucy said."Yeah besides I know you're more beautiful than her." She said."Well her beauty seemed kinda special." I said."Because she has a hot, sweet guy in love with her?" Lucy asked."Yeah." I hugged my knees and my long hair fell onto my face."Girl, love can be redirected. It may take time but it will surely happen." Mary said."But during that period there would be sorrow and sadness." I pouted"Well that's the point." Lucy said frankly."So I have to accept he loves Starla? Whatever they secretly neet after our wedding? What if he cheats?" I said."True, some guys are dirtbags.” Lucy sighed.***I turned off the ignition of my car and got out of it to go into the shopping mall. I roamed through the place and got all the items I needed. After I got them scanned and left the mall, I bumped into someone.My heart skipped a beat when I met Starla.I had never spoken to her before, and from the look of things, she didn't like me.She looked me up and down with disapproval.“Um hey..” I awkwardly greeted.“What's the matter?” She sneered, and I gulped.“I know I'm probably the most hate worthy person at the moment-”"Yes, you are, and you're part of the plan, right?" She sneered coldly, and I flipped my hair behind her ear."What plan?" I asked, lowering my gaze.''Don't play dumb with me, plastic bitch," She said.Plastic bitch?I took back my words about what I said about her. My friends were right."So.." She ran her fingers through her short locks."Do you think Bruce will ever look at your fake face?" She asked."No, right? Because he's too in love with me. And there's always a way out of a stupid marriage." She said."Are you um..done?" I asked."No, Tulula." She sneeref"It's Goldivia," I corrected, and she rolled her eyes."I'll be present on your wedding day." She said."Bitch I don't care." I muttered."To see how unhappy and ugly your look in that white dress that you don't even deserve to wear. Soon, Bruce will leave you and your sorry ass. ""Are you done wasting my time?" I asked, exhibiting confidence."What the -""Well, if you have, excuse me, I have way more important things to do."I said and walked past her to go to the huge mall.I drew out my phone and checked the list to get what mom needed as I reminisced over what Starla said.Was I really bitch?Bruce's POV. "Fuck my life." I mumbled gulping the tequila. "Dude, it's your last night of being single..enjoy it and stop sulking." Akin slurred."And saying fuck my life." Don added."Wish I could be single forever." I said."Why?" Mefisto asked."Because I'm not getting married to Starla." I whimpered with my heart aching. "Man, at least you're getting married to a hot chic." He shrugged."But I don't love her." I protested. “Besides, she's too short for my liking." I said."Short girls are cute." Akin shrugged ordering more shots."And so not my type." I scrunched my face."OK describe her. Maybe I can take it from there." Don requested. I shuffled my mind to remember how she looked like but it seemed I forgot. Only Starla's picture was clear in my mind."Don't remember her face." I said swallowing the contents of the tiny glass. "My life sucks." I swayed my head."Dude, within every disadvantage lies and advantage." Akin said."And within every shitty marriage lies a divorce."
Goldiva's POV "Nervous honey?" My dad asked smiling sadly at me. I could see her was happy and sad at the same time.That's because I was clad in a long white wedding gown with a bouquet of flowers in my hand. I felt good and comfortable in my new gucci heels but my heart was pumping fast as I looked ahead in my veil."Yeah." I breathed. "Silly." He chuckled. "Don't worry about your husband, it's only a matter of time and tolerance." He assured."I strongly belive that this marriage will be the best choice we ever made." He added and I sighed. We walked on the aisle towards my husband to be. When we got to him, I took a few seconds to check out how good he looked in the white tuxedo which had a beautiful golden rose attached to his pocket-in-seam.He had an annoyed look on his face probably because he was getting married to me.Yay!I stood opposite him with my gaze locked onto the white floor decorated with what looked like gold and white as though it was the most amazing thing ev
Goldiva's POV It had been two hours and I was exhausted. I entered the room and looked there in secret awe. Even though the bed was large and king-sized, it didn't take up maximum space. In fact, the space it took wasn't a lot at all.I spotted two different wardrobes. One was white, and the other was crimson. At a distance was a different place which looked like a dressing area and shoe room. My heart thumped when I saw a beautiful vanity table.I heard a deep sigh behind me, and I looked far behind me where Bruce was at, with his PJ's on, and he sat at his desk. He didn't notice me standing there, still in my wedding outfit."Um." I murmured. He looked at me and pure annoyance on his face. He then got up, and I gulped as his tall frame walked towards me. "I have personally divided this room." He told me."So you can put your sacks over there." He pointed to the crimson wardrobe, which was close to the dressing area, reffering to my luggage as 'sacks.'"Unfortunately, we have to
Goldiva's POV I had to wear the same nightwear again this evening because I was still trying to find solutions to my problems.I hadn't even unpacked my clothes yet.Why did I even leave it all to my mum to pack my stuff?!When I woke up this morning, Bruce had already left for work. I had a strange feeling I was in someone's arms, but I concluded to myself it was a hallucination.So I spent the entire day shopping. I bought drinks, vegetables, juices, fruits, painkillers, a blender, cake mixer, egg beaters, spices, sweets, flour, eggs and so many foodstuff.Bruce came home around 9:45pm and he was freshening up. I was in the kitchen, setting up the items from the massive shopping I made.The kitchen was spacious enough so setting up was fun.I finished up everything and sighed, proud of the hard work I had done. I opened the fridge and nodded in satisfaction as well. I turned off the lights in the kitchen and left to make sure everything was intact before I went to bed. I furrowed
Bruce's POV I drowned myself with as much work as possible. I didn't even want to think about what was going on in my life at this moment. But it was so fucking difficult to concentrate on an empty stomach and a broken heart.The departure of Starla had forced me to look at my mess or should I say marriage.I knew I couldn't keep avoiding that gold digger forever but I had to try. I just had to. Starla was still fresh in my memory and the fact that she broke up with me enabled me to extend my anger to.. her as well. I didn't mind, it was her fault anywaysWhenever I saw her I just felt this resentment within me. If she didn't show up, Starla and I would have still been together! Why didn't she ever back off earlier? Especially when I was so cold and rude! She was definitely in for my money. I had a brief memory about looking into a pair of mesmerising honey like doe eyes. I tried to remember more but I just couldn't. Did I hook up with someone?My stomach kept on growling in hunge
Goldiva's POV "Let me go." I squeaked with my eyes closed. I had no other opinion than to wear what I was wearing.So I just mustered up some bravery and wore it. Currently, Bruce had held me captive, and my heart was racing at the way he was even holding my arms.I wish he didn't think whatever he thought of me because, in all honesty, I wouldn't have worn this if I had a choice.I raised my shoulders when he squeezed my arms again."What are you implying by what you're wearing?" He demanded, and I gulped."N..nothing." I whispered."Oh yeah?" He raised a brow."Didn't you have the intention of seducing me? Or let me guess, my mom told you to wear this too.. right?" He asked, his voice getting deeper and husky."No..I never had such intention. And b.. besides if I tried to it wouldn't work so..""You wore it?" He gritted."Yes..I mean no. I mean..my mum packed my clothes." I spoke wondering why my voice was turning squeaky."So the gold digging runs in the blood right?" He sneered.
Goldiva's POV Bruce was actually being weird and that was driving me nuts!I thought for a minute he was going to kiss me. I couldn't believe I would have allowed him!When he was gazing into my eyes and his gaze flickered to my lips and his adam's apple moved, it made me think somehow I made him a bit nervous, as funny as it soundCome to think of it, even though I felt so cheated of my own snack, I'm glad it didn't happen because things would have been so awkward afterwards. I was so angry when he cheated me on the pancakes though. I fried ten and he gave me only three.I got so mad too when he took one of my most favourite fruit juice to top it all. But my anger diminished when he started drinking directly from the box. The way his adam's apple bobbed up and down in his throat made home look kinds sexy.Ugh what was my issue, I'm supposed to be watching a movie to pass time! Not think of him!It was around 10:30 pm and I wanted Bruce to fall asleep before I went to the room. Sat
Bruce's POV Goldie : 01Bruce : 00Great. I lost. I told her there was no way she could seduce me, and there we were, with me unable to resist her.How could any guy resist the natural beauty of a girl like her? She looked so inviting, and I could still remember the feeling of her fingers biting my shoulders and her palms planing on my back. Her hands were so soft, calming, satisfying, and gentle. And damn she smelled so fucking nice.My heart hammered in my chest when I remembered how my lips roamed over her neck and I was so glad, I got the chance to bite her. My desire got more rejuvenated when she released those soft low sounds from her lips, especially when she moaned my name. Like it was the best sound ever.I've never been this intimate with a woman before, probably because i was mostly busy with work and school my whole life. So I really got irked when my phone rang. Even though the call was a bit relevant, it still ruined the moment. I was disappointed when he hung up bec