LUTHER'S POVOur wedding day was finally here, the hall was beautifully decorated, and guests arrived just in time.I look at myself in the mirror, I hate on a navy blue suit with a black tie to matchThe day I never imagined, I never saw myself getting married, I always thought since I have Lisa there wasn't use to settling down anymore. I know when I first got Lana pregnant, I promised to take care of her and eventually marry her, but as time went by, the feeling I thought was love turned out to be lust. Just a horny teen. I let out a sigh, even though this wedding has its reasons, I still hope to do a better job. I hear a knock on the door "Who is it?". "It's your mother". Ah jeez. I quickly open the door, and she barges in"Mother what are you doing here?". She sits on the bed "What do you mean? Is your wedding". I roll my eyes "I know that, but why are you here? In my hotel room". "I just came to see you, I didn't want to have to see you when you're at

I try escaping quietly but it only made things worse, he held me like he was hugging a teddy bear.I decided to give up, his hot breath was on my face, I use my fingers to slowly touch his nose, and a smile appears on my face, so I'm really married to Luther. Flashback"I'll add a little more pink and.... I'm done!" I hand Luther the painting "Wow! This is great, who knew my young lady was so talented". He messed up my hair "Hey... I don't like that". I said as I angrily fix my hair "I'm sorry, do you want me to show your daddy your painting?". I shake my head "No... It's for you". "For me? Wow thank you". "You're welcome, uhm.. Luther?". "Yes, young lady?". "Let's get married". He laughs "But you're still a little kid". I whine "No I'm not, I'm 13years old, I'm a teenager". "Well, 13 is still too young for me". I pout my lips and fold my arms "That's not fair". "Are you scared I'm going to leave you someday?". I nod "Yes, I want you to be by my si

LUTHER'S POVViolet's father's room, looking at it I remember the good old days, 7 am and 8 pm every day I always came in here to report Violet's situation to him. I let out a sigh as I drop my stuff on the floor, I open my bags and placed all my clothes in the wardrobes, after settling down I lay on the bed starring at the ceiling, there's one thing Violet's father kept for her, and he kept it for a good reason to protect her and I swore I was never going to tell her.I will protect Violet at all cause. suddenly the door bursts open, and Violet walks in with Amanda by her side.My eyes widen seeing Violet on a red lacy sexy nightwear "Wha-what is going on here?". I ask nervously jumping out of bedViolet sheepishly plays with her fingers, her face was already as red as a tomatoAmanda responds with a sassy tone " isn't it obvious? I wanted to make your first night at home feel special so I got this as a wedding present for Violet". Amanda helps Violet sit on th

VIOLET'S POV "Are you comfortable?". I asked concerned Luther was sited on the leather executive chair, I sat opposite of him " I think you should be the one here Violet, I am just your eyes remember?". I smile "Well, you won't be forever. Don't worry about me, I'll be right beside you". I guess when I mean it won't be forever it means as long as this marriage continues, I don't know why but deep down it makes me feel-this isn't just about me. I hear him sigh " So, where do we start?". "I'm way ahead of you, Jesse has been trying to get the Boilers to partner with us, Lexi is her father's only heir, and her brother is in Rehab. The problem is men, well the board, they don't believe a woman is capable of running such a big business, so I'm very sure Jesse must have said something to her to piss her off". "Do you think she'll reconsider if we approach her?". " She might, if we are smart enough to say the right thing, so far his father still runs things, but hea slowly leaving

VIOLET'S POVWe left the office by 6 pm, the minute I got home I felt extremely tired.I fall on the bed, today wasn't so bad. I wonder what Mr Victor was referring to, I don't recall my father ever giving me something like that, the only thing my father gave me that was precious was my mother's necklace. I hear the door open follow by footsteps, it's definitely Luther.He falls on the bed and groans "I'm exhausted"." You did well today".He whines "Do we have to go again tomorrow?"." Of course". I feel Luther's head on my lap, I sit up straight "What are you doing?". "This is the part were you pamper your husband".I scoffed "You better take your head off my lap"."Do you want me to call Amanda?". My eyes widen "You..." I sigh "Okay fine". I carefully locate his head with my hands, and brush his hair with my fingers gently "You did good". I whispered awkwardlyHe groans "This is nice". Luther's hair is really soft" Luther?"."Yea?"." What's the colour of