His To Marry

“Olivia, we need to discuss something important we’ve been keeping from you.” My mother says in a serious tone. The solemn look on my parents’ faces triggers my nerves as I mentally prepare myself for their next words.“I’m sure you know that we have been working with Payne Corporation for a long time now and that they are one of our few trusted business friends, right?” she asks, more of like confirming. I can only nod my head, confused why she was questioning me about our family’s business relationships.To clear my confusion, My Dad adds, “You are graduating from the University of Johannesburg tomorrow, the Payne family invited us to their house for dinner to celebrate your graduation and pair you up with their oldest son, Tay.” making me even more confused than before.“What do you mean by ‘pairing me up with their son?”“We decided it will be for the best if you marry Tay; it is going to benefit both families,” My Mother says excitedly. I am mentally reluctant to comprehend their

I lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about my demons, the ones that haunt me in my dreams. I am thankful for all the drama that happened today because I didn’t have time to think about my horrible memories. 25th of June, the day my innocence got ripped from me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. Every year, when this time of the year comes—I feel dirty. Today, the 25th of June. I still remember his voice. I don’t think I will ever forget it. The whole reason I started writing; to get everything out of my chest. Everything I wrote in my book ‘Behind Closed Doors’ is based on my life, though people might think its fiction. It’s now the best-selling novel, and people don’t even know my actual name. Only Nora and Shawn know about it, and they also think is fiction. No one else knows the author behind those words. If I wasn’t such a coward, I would have studied English lit at the university, but I didn’t. My mind takes me back to those horrible memories. I was at a

The breakfast with Carmen went well. She told me about Tay a little more. Carmen is an exceptional mother. The world could use people like her. It is a shame that bad things happen to good people. Why couldn’t my mother get a brain tumor instead? The world would be better off without her.I don’t see her as my mother anymore, and she doesn’t deserve to be called a mother neither. She never called me ever since I was at the Payne’s. What kind of mother is she? Honestly, I don’t know why I even bother thinking about her.Carmen dropped me off at the house a while ago, so here I am sitting on my bed reading about the Payne family online. Tay is 26 years old and CEO of Payne Corporation. He has received some awards for the best businessman of the year. He had his fair share of relationships, but he settled down when he dated Ria Johnson—and they have been dating for a while now. Ria is 23 years old, and a model. I look at the picture of her and Tay. They look good together. I spot mine an

My back is pressed against Tay’s hard build-up chest, his arms wrapped around my torso — I can feel his breath against my neck. After the nightmare I had, he hasn’t left my side. He held me in his arms like I would vanish if he let go. He kept on playing with my hair to calm me down and I gave in to his touch. It was comforting. Never in my life have I ever felt safe like I do right now.I try to move, but his grip tightens. He nuzzles his nose in my hair, and chills run down my spine.“Go to sleep, love,” he whispers in my ear, and Goosebumps cover my body within seconds. I let out a breath and closed my eyes.“I will be here when you wake up.” he kisses me at the back of my head and my eyes burn to sleep.****I open my eyes to find a peaceful, beautiful face asleep. Tay looks handsome sleeping; his hair is messy, covering his angelic face. I push the hair from his face and admire his features for a few seconds. I get out of his grip without waking him up and walk to the bathro

I don’t know how long I have been sobbing against Tay’s chest, but one thing I know for sure is that his shirt is soaked. For a moment I wished I was dead, so I couldn’t relive this moment. I finally stop crying and move away from him. One thing I hate is crying in front of people.“Are you okay?” Tay asks with a soft voice.“Yeah, I just need to shower and go to sleep.” “Okay, um… just call me if you need anything.” he says and I nod. He walks out, and I strip out of my wet clothes, take a quick warm shower, and wrap my wet body in a towel.I dress up in my dark blue silk pajamas and walk out of the bathroom. Tay is not in the room, so I get under the sheets and close my eyes.After a while, I hear a door opening and footsteps walking towards the bed. I keep my eyes closed and I know by the scent that fills my nostrils; it’s Tay. He gets under the duvet and pulls me closer to his hard, naked chest and buries his nose in my hair. Later, he lets out a deep breath and pulls me eve