บททั้งหมดของ MARRY ME, LORD : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

VIVIAN ADDAMS I arrive from my job as a waitress only to be greeted by silence. No hugs, no welcoming smile, nothing. I am not surprised though, in fact, I am already used to it. That is how it has been for as long as I can remember. I am already used to being alone and not having anyone to rely on. Sitting on the couch, I think about my miserable life. Ever since my parent's death, It seems like I ran out of joy. My parents died when I was only ten years old. Then my grandmother took custody of me. It's safe to say that the old witch didn't give two shits about me. She blamed me for the death of my parents and didn't miss any chance to verbally and physically abuse me. The only reason she even took custody of me in the first place is because of the money my parents left for me in their will. She was hoping to lay her filthy old hands on it. She couldn't though, because the money couldn't be touched until I turned eighteen. My grandma waited patiently, just waiting for the day I

CHAPTER TWO | BIANCA PROBLEMS LUCAS KNIGHT I call Bianca again, hoping that she would pick up her phone. She has been ignoring me for a while now, and honestly, I don't fucking blame her. It's all my fucking fault, I treated her like shit. Bianca and I have been friends right from a very young age, and we did everything together, even when she had a boyfriend. I took her to every single company and family event as my date...a friendly date. About a month ago, I went to a club with Bianca and some other close friends of mine. We all got drunk and everything was perfectly fine until Bianca suddenly confessed her love for me and attacked me with unwanted kisses. I would have been flattered and turned her down nicely if her fiance wasn't there. I left the club with a bruised face because the finance thought that I had been sleeping with his fiancee. In anger, I said some things I didn't mean to her. I knew I should have kept my mouth shut when she confessed her love to me, but I c

CHAPTER FOUR | MINE! LUCAS KNIGHT“Why the hell are you winking at my man?" Vivian growls. What the fuck! “What the hell do you think you're doing Vivian? She wasn't even looking this way." I deadpan. “Oh babe, you don't have to be humble. We both know that she was staring at you. She is obviously in love with you." I mentally facepalm. Luckily for me, the place we are in isn't crowded. If not, she would have been drawing a lot of attention to me...us. Taking my hands, Vivian drags me to the lady and her lover. She stops right in front of her and places her hands on her hips. “What do you think you are doing?" She demands. “Ummmm, what are...what do you mean?" The lady asks, looking genuinely lost. “Oh, so that is how it is going to be right?" She says, scoffing in disbelief and switching from her left foot to her right foot. “I don't know what you are talking about." The lady replies sincerely. “Why the hell were you ogling me man." “Who? Me?" The lady asks, turning her ba

CHAPTER SIX | LUNATICLUCAS KNIGHT “Babe, what is wrong? Do I do anything wrong?" Vivian asks, getting off the bed and moving towards me. She tries to touch me but I move away from her. This is probably the worse day of my life. I can't believe I hooked up with this lunatic. If only I didn't get drunk...I am never drinking in my life again. “Don't you like what you see?" She asks, stepping back and turning around so that I can fully see her stark naked body. I won't lie, she is so fucking hot, and I am fully turned on. But no matter how good she looks, I won't think with my dick again. I already made a big mistake, I won't be making another one. “You did not seem to hate what you are seeing last night, so why are you acting like this?" She mumbles. Once again, she is trying to think for me. She just randomly comes up with her explanation for everything. I literally just told her to get out of my life and the first thing she thinks about is that I don't like what I see. It ma

CHAPTER EIGHT | YES, DADDY LUCAS KNIGHT“You. You will love me." She shrieks. Okay, I think things are getting out of control. “Please, just leave. Don't make me call security or the cops. I won't hesitate to call them if you try any fucking shit." I threaten. “Call them, call them. Let them all come and witness our marriage. Let them be a witness to our love. Please, do call them." She laughs. “What the hell is fucking wrong with you. You are a fucking psycho. How the hell didn't I notice this? I can't fucking believe I have been living in the same house with an asylum patient for the past year." I exclaim, running my hands through my hair. “I have been living with you for two years. Two fucking years. I begged for your attention, I was always seeking approval from you, I did everything within and out of my power to please you." At this point, she's shedding tears. I know I should pity her or some shit like that, but I'm too busy trying to call the cops. The fear of her hurt