All Chapters of Awakened for Revenge-marrying my ex fiancés brother: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Ariana’s POV“Lockwood.” He said, like he was testing the name in his mouth. The familiar name finally sank and he sat up straight. Spine straightened, his eyes sharp with crinkles at the corners.“Lockwood?” He thundered. “As in Matt Lockwood?”I sighed then shook my head before he lost his. “Relax father, it is obviously not Matt Lockwood.”He cut in sharply, his forehead etched with wrinkles. “So what? His father now?”“What in the—,” I chortled, disbelief coursing through me at my father’s words. He sure knew how to keep me gagged. “Dad!”“I wouldn’t doubt it. I mean, leaving the stupid illegitimate son for the chairman himself.” He shrugged. “Controversial, but impressive too. Isn’t he like 60 years or something? Should I be worried?”I was speechless. I knew he had a twisted sense of humor but this was dragging it.“Dad!” I cried, holding my hands up. “Stop, please.” I took a deep breath. “First of all, no. I am not going for his father. You’re also pushing sixty, you’re not on

Ariana’s POV I was in mid-slumber when an annoying ring jolted me out of sleep.If this was Matt again, I swear to God, I will…The string of profanities that raced through my mind intensified when it continued to ring non stop.Grumbling, I sat up with half-closed, sleepy eyes and groped around the bed for my phone. I found it and brought the screen to my face.Relief. It wasn’t Matt.Wait. It was Matt. It would be. No caller ID gave it away since I’d already blocked his number.Ugh.I hung up, put my phone on silent and tossed it far away on the bed.It rang again. Vibrating. I was already awake now, irritated and angry. God, what else does he want to hear?The ring continued, “Ugh!!” I screamed into the air, staring straight at the ceiling.I tried to ignore it but it was relentless. It continued to do so for about five minutes before I finally decided it was time.Another glance at the vibrating phone. I picked it up.Let’s hear what he has to say.“What?” I spat. “What do you wa

Ariana’s POV We were headed to the Lockwood estate. The drive there was in complete silence. Neither Zane nor I spoke. I tried to sneak a look at him, but every time I did, our eyes met and I had to slyly turn away. He looked dashing in his suit. Not that it added anything to his already appealing looks. He just looked different now. Maybe because I was coming to terms with the fact that I was going to be marrying him. When he wasn’t looking, I watched his face. From his dark beard, to his eyes, to the stubble on his chin. He was very different from Matt, by a mile. But the fact remained that they were still brothers. I couldn’t help but think to myself. What if I was putting my all into yet another Lockwood brother all to end up in a flaming car this time. I was jolted out of my thoughts when a ring interrupted me. I looked up to find Zane’s eyes on mine, catching me still gawking at him. I flushed from mortification. Shit, he just caught me ogling him. The mortification so

Dinner started off a little awkward. Matt sat directly across from me, while Zane was seated to my right.The only sound filling the room was the occasional clink of cutlery against porcelain and the faint rustle of napkins as everyone ate. No one seemed particularly interested in making conversation, and I certainly wasn’t going to be the one to break the silence.Well, at least, not yet. I kept my eyes on my plate, pretending the food was far more interesting than the people around the table. Even when I had lost all my appetite under the weight of Matt’s gaze.The silence stretched on for several long minutes.Every now and then, I caught Matt looking at me from across the table. Each time, I deliberately ignored him, making sure to not spare him any more of my time.Just when I thought we might actually make it through dinner without anyone speaking. Heather spoke, her voice cutting through the stiffening silence. “Matt here told us you both want to move the wedding forward.”E

Ariana’s POVMatt looked like he was in a trance, still finding it hard to believe. He sat now, eyes filled with tempered rage.I ignored his entire existence, hoping to finish here and leave. It was starting to get suffocating being in the same room as him.We were still at the dinner table. Matt slacked on his seat across from me, something like defeat brewing in his eyes. “How could you do this, Ariana? What do you mean you’re going to marry my brother? We haven’t even broken up.”I met his eyes. “You must be joking. Right?”Heather was looking restless at her side of the table, “You were never like this,” she noted. “You were so gentle. You were so in love with Matt. What happened? What changed? If something happened, tell us, please. This is so honestly shocking.”“How about you ask your sweet little boy,” I said, “why did I turned out this way?”“What do you mean?” Heather said, looking at Matt now who now stood upright.“What is she talking about? What did you do to her?”He kne