This was her moment; she had to enjoy it to the fullest. Even though she didn’t want this union, it was still her wedding, and she couldn’t let Raymond’s foolishness ruin it for her.
“Let’s take pictures,” Eureka told him, her smile unwavering as the photographer stepped forward. “I have important things to do,” Raymond said, walking away from her. She felt a pang in her chest as she watched him exchange pleasantries with his business partners who had just arrived. Marriage was supposed to be a lifetime commitment. How was she supposed to manage it? She excused herself and went into the dressing room. The moment she took a seat in front of the vanity table, wiping the tears that slid down her face, her mother appeared behind her. Eureka felt a deep relief, hoping her mother would take the pain away. “What do you think you’re doing, Eureka?” her mother’s sharp tone shattered every hope Eureka had for comfort. “What if someone else had walked in here to see you like this? Do you even know the implication of that?” Her mother didn’t spare a minute to listen to her; she was too angry. “Look at your makeup. Do you want to raise suspicion? What if a Blackwood family member had seen you? How do you think they would react? If you mess up, we’re all doomed. This is for our future. I hope you haven’t forgotten that,” her mother scolded, her voice laced with anger and frustration. “Why, Mom?” Eureka turned to face her mother, fresh tears sliding down her face. “Why can’t you see that Raymond doesn’t love me and never will? What future do I have with such a man?” “Who is talking about love, Eureka?” her mother’s voice softened, but there was a hint of despair in her tone. “You’re doing this for the family’s legacy. What do you want society to say when our company goes bankrupt and we’re thrown into the street? You don’t need Raymond’s love; we only need his family’s assistance. You’re our only hope of getting that. So, in everything you do, just remember your family’s life is at stake. Now wipe those tears and go out. Don’t raise suspicion,” her mother said before turning and walking out. There was no escape in this marriage. She was bound to him, and that too, against her freedom. She wiped her tears, fanning her face with her hand and exhaling loudly before standing to go out. Before her hand reached the door handle, the door creaked open, and Cassandra stood there, elegant as always, a cunning smile lighting her face. “Hey, Eureka! I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” Cassandra said casually, masking her deceit. She walked past Eureka into the room, closing the door behind her. “I saw how dismissive Raymond has been throughout the wedding,” Cassandra added, faking a sad expression. Eureka was livid. She had barely tried to push the earlier incident from her mind, and now Cassandra was here to do what—add salt to her injury? “You must have some nerve, Cassandra,” Eureka stepped toward her, her expression dark and piercing. “What do you take me for? A fool?” she said, careful not to raise her voice and cause trouble for her family. “What are you talking about?” Cassandra feigned ignorance. “Don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what I’m talking about. I saw you two in the dressing room!” Eureka was shaking with anger. She felt like punching Cassandra for disrespecting her enough to kiss her husband right after their vows. “Have you no shame? And to think you’re my best friend.” “So what?” Cassandra’s soft tone shifted to one of derision. “Now that you know, what are you going to do about it?” she challenged, folding her arms. “You can go ahead and tell the whole world you caught your husband kissing your best friend on your wedding day. Do you need a microphone?” “I should have known,” Eureka’s voice faltered. “The times you were convincing me not to accept the marriage weren’t for my good. It was because you wanted him all to yourself. How evil can you be, Cassandra? You harbored resentment for me while pretending to be a friend, poisoning my mind against Raymond. You disgust me.” “You disgust me even more, Eureka! You’re forcing yourself on a man who doesn’t want you. How shameless can you be!” Cassandra snapped, losing her temper. “You stole my man from me. I’ve always known you wanted everything I had—fame, beauty, class, and men’s attention. I didn’t think you’d stoop so low as to connive with your parents to force Raymond into marrying you,” she lashed out, her eyes filled with fake tears. “Well, he still chose me. If he loved you so much, why would he choose his inheritance over you?” Eureka’s words ignited anger in Cassandra. “Wake up, Cassandra. Raymond is mine now, and I want your filthy hands off him.” A sly smirk spread across Cassandra’s face as she closed the distance between them. “You think so? You’re deluded, Eureka. You seem to forget you’re just a business deal. Raymond is using you as a tool to secure my future with him. I’ll always be the one in his heart, married or not—it’s just on paper.” With that, Cassandra strode away, leaving Eureka frozen in place. Cassandra’s words hurt deeply, but what hurt more was knowing she was right: Eureka was just a business deal, and Raymond would never love her.“I thought I told you not to invite her?” Raymond’s father scolded as he pulled Raymond aside. “What will society say when they see your ex-girlfriend on your wedding day? Why were you smiling with her? Why were you even talking to her?” His father was furious, and Raymond couldn’t afford to enrage him further. “I didn’t invite her, Dad,” Raymond said, his voice sharp. “She’s the bride’s best friend, so she has every right to be here.” “If you know she’s the bride’s best friend, then why are you frolicking around her?” his father’s tone remained tight, his eyes burning with rage. “Listen, Raymond. I won’t have you misbehave on your wedding day. If you know what’s good for you, stay away from Cassandra. Act like you’ve never seen her in your entire life. If I notice anything suspicious or hear whispers about you being near Cassandra, I don’t need to tell you what will happen,” his father warned, storming away. Raymond clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger. He deeply rese
It was late in the night when they arrived. The room was dimly lit with a soft blue lamp. Balloons, ribbons, and elegant bold lettering proclaiming “Happy Married Life” adorned the wall above the headboard. Rose petals forming a heart shape were on the floor, with a lit candle in the middle. Raymond stood still, taking in the breathtaking view of the room, but to him, it felt awkward. His face held nothing akin to admiration but a sneer. “Why is the room dark?” he groaned, slamming his fist against the wall to turn on the white light. “Why is the room littered? I thought they said they fixed everything. Rita!” he yelled, calling for the housekeeper. Rita rushed in almost immediately, her breath quickened. “You called me, Sir,” she said, her voice faltering. Out of tiredness, Eureka sat on a stool, taking off her jewelry while ignoring her husband’s rantings. “Why is the room littered? What’s all this? Look at the bed. Why are there flowers on the bed? Am I supposed to sleep on
“What are you doing here?” Eureka snapped, still holding the door ajar. Cassandra raised an eyebrow. “Won’t you at least allow your best friend to enter?” Cassandra said sarcastically, a pretentious smile fueling her face. Eureka’s blood boiled at the mention of her being her best friend. “Best friend indeed. You’re not worth being an acquaintance. A wolf in sheep’s clothing, that’s what you are. Now turn around and get lost,” Eureka said, pointing her finger angrily behind Cassandra. “Baby,” Cassandra cried as she sighted Raymond coming their way. “Your little vixen doesn’t want to let me in.” The force at which Raymond pulled Eureka away from the door made her stumble back, almost falling. “Babe,” Raymond smiled, embracing Cassandra with all the warmth he possessed. “I didn’t know your flight would arrive so early. Why didn’t you call me to come pick you up? Hope it wasn’t stressful locating this place,” he said as he broke free from the hug, his eyes bright and his tone chee
Eureka couldn’t believe her ears as she stared at him, her chest heaving with anger and frustration. “I hate you, Raymond,” she muttered, her voice barely audible, her eyes stern on his. “But leaving this room for Cassandra? That’s never going to happen,” she dared him, sitting back on the stool and wiping the tears trickling down her face.“Baby,” Cassandra’s voice broke the tense atmosphere. Raymond’s intense gaze softened as he looked toward the door, where Cassandra stood yawning. “I’m sleepy, baby. Go get my bags from the other room,” she said, walking toward the bed.“I’m coming,” Raymond replied, sounding like the devoted lover he was, before leaving the room.“How does it feel, Eureka?” Cassandra’s sleepy tone vanished, replaced by a sharp, taunting one as she settled on the bed. “I can easily command your dear husband to do whatever I want. The sooner you pack up and leave this room, the better for everyone. This is my honeymoon now, and you’re the unwanted third party,” she
The following morning, Eureka headed downstairs, yawning and stretching. She had slept heavily and didn’t realize Raymond had entered the room she was in. Reaching the living room, her eyes scanned the space. “Rita!” she called out, yawning again. She knocked on Rita’s door, but there was no response. She searched the kitchen, checked outside, and looked everywhere she thought Rita might be. “Shit!” she cursed, suddenly remembering she had locked Raymond and Cassandra in the bathroom. She rushed upstairs, her slippers echoing through the quiet house. Bursting through the door, she froze at the sight of Cassandra sleeping peacefully on the bed. The scene twisted her stomach. She wanted to drag Cassandra out of bed, but knowing Raymond would retaliate, she sighed and quietly closed the door. As she turned to head back downstairs, she came face to face with Raymond, his eyes narrowed and fixed on her. “Your plan failed,” he mocked, stepping closer. Eureka instinctively stepped
“You let her go!” Cassandra wailed, hitting Raymond with her balled fists as she sprang up. “What am I supposed to eat now? Is this what you call food?” she pointed at the eggs benedict with a sneer. “Calm down, babe,” Raymond said, cupping her face with one hand. “Why don’t you go make what you want for now? I’ll handle Eureka later. It’s too early for a fight.” “You’re taking her side!” Cassandra snapped, batting his hand away from her face. “Why are you suddenly on her side? You should’ve dragged her back, pushed her into the kitchen, and locked her there until she made what I want. Why didn’t you do that? Have you forgotten she locked us in the bathroom last night? If you hadn’t broken the door, we would’ve slept there,” she grumbled, disappointment lacing her tone. She had come to make Eureka pay for marrying her man, but if Raymond kept being lenient with her like this, her mission wouldn’t be accomplished. “Alright, you can have this,” he pushed the tray over to her. “I
Eureka sat opposite Raymond in a five-star restaurant, nestled in the bustling city of Paris. Her focus was fixed on the transparent glass, lost in thought. What if she had married the man who truly loved her? Would she have experienced the beauty of Paris to the fullest? Would she be among those who praise the remarkable city of romance? She sighed, overwhelmed by everything.“Eureka?” Raymond’s voice snapped her out of her reverie. She looked at him. “You seem lost. What would you like to eat?” he asked as the waiter waited on them.“Anything you’re eating,” she replied simply, returning her gaze to the glass. Raymond placed the order, and the waiter left.“Eureka,” Raymond called again, this time with frustration in his tone. “I thought you said we should act like a couple to avoid suspicion. Why are you lost in thought? Don’t you like it here?” he asked calmly.“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “The place is nice, I like it,” she added simply, keeping her attention on
“Let go of me!” Eureka yelled as Raymond dragged her into the house. She struggled to free her hand from his tight grip. He shoved her roughly onto the couch, making her cry out in pain.“What do you think you were doing with him?” Raymond snapped, his irritation boiling over. “How could you behave so shamelessly in public? You’re my wife!”His words ignited Eureka’s anger. She shot to her feet, shoving him back and causing him to stumble.“Don’t you dare try to manhandle me!” she fired back. “What gives you the right, Raymond? You flirt with Cassandra and then flare up when I talk to your cousin? What do you take me for? From now on, I’ll flirt with whoever I want, and you won’t do a thing about it. Watch me,” she declared, turning to walk away.Raymond grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him again.“You’re my wife!” he growled through gritted teeth. “I own you, and you will obey me. This is the last time I want to see you with Harvey. Do you understand?”“Pray you don’t find me in
The ballroom sparkled under the golden glow of chandeliers, buzzing with the voices of fashion elites, celebrities, and business tycoons. Glasses clinked, laughter rang out, and photographers darted through the crowd, capturing the grandeur of the night. At the far end of the hall, Kaiden stood near a floral backdrop, selfie stick in hand, adjusting the camera angle just right.“Yo, what’s up, guys! We’re live at my mom’s launch party!” he grinned, tilting his face to catch the best lighting. His Instagram flooded with comments almost immediately.“Looking sharp, Kaiden!”“Your mom is a legend!”“Show us the outfits!”Chuckling, he took a few selfies before refocusing on his audience. As he spoke, he didn’t notice the man approaching until a deep voice cut through the noise.“Excuse me.”Kaiden lowered his phone and turned. Standing before him was a tall man in an expensive, perfectly tailored suit. Golden-brown hair, piercing gray-blue eyes, a strong jawline. There was something oddl
The soft hum of a jazz playlist filled Raymond’s office, blending with the quiet tapping of his fingers against his desk. The floor-to-ceiling windows of his corporate tower overlooked the Los Angeles skyline, but his mind wasn’t on the view.His assistant, Logan, stood by the doorway, a tablet in his hand, shifting uneasily. Raymond barely glanced up. “If it’s about the board meeting, push it to tomorrow. I don’t have the patience for their nonsense today.”“It’s not about the meeting, sir,” Logan said, taking a step forward. “It’s about… Miss Bennett.”“And who the hell is Miss Bennett?” Raymond snapped. The past few days had been unbearable for him. He thought he had overcome his anger issues, but lately, everything was resurfacing. Small things irritated him, he snapped at everyone, and he preferred to be left alone. Coming to the office felt like a burden he had to endure daily. If the company weren’t his, he would have disappeared by now.“Have you lost yo
A black luxury car moved smoothly through the streets, but inside, Eureka sat stiffly, her fingers tightening around the cool leather seat. Los Angeles felt foreign and strange. She knew she had grown up here—at least, that’s what she had been told—but there was no warmth in the familiarity. No sense of belonging. She turned to the boy sitting beside her. Kaiden had his earbuds in, his sharp features illuminated by the city lights flickering through the window. He was quiet, staring outside as if trying to piece together something from the scenery, just as she was.Eureka swallowed, tears filling her eyes. Her son. She knew she had given birth to Kaiden, yet sometimes, when she looked at him, she felt disconnected. There was something about his features that tugged at her, like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit.The doctors had told her not to force it, that her memories might never return. The accident had erased parts of her past, and she had to learn to live with the blank space
He stood and walked over. “You can go stay at your mom’s or Jared’s—I don’t care. Stetson stays with me,” he declared, pushing her aside and carrying the baby. “Go on. I’ll tell the driver to drop you off.” “You’re so mean, Charlie! Stetson is my baby! How can I live without him?” she sobbed, her resolve faltering. “Who knows? You can visit us once in a while,” he smirked, heading out. “Okay,” she said, blocking his path. “I won’t go. Just hand over my child,” she pleaded, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Not so fast. Why don’t you go out there and tell that loser outside the truth? We are getting married, and Stetson was never his child.” Melissa stumbled back, her back hitting the door. “You can’t make me do that.” “I’m not making you—just a suggestion,” he said. “Charlie, please,” she begged. “I don’t want to go back to Jared, but I don’t want him to think I fooled him. Let me show him his child, just once.”
A month had passed since Melissa agreed to marry Charlie, and they had been actively preparing for their wedding. Melissa wanted a simple wedding. She didn’t want outsiders witnessing their union—just family members and a few friends. Currently, Charlie opened the car door for her as they arrived at Melissa’s mother’s house. She stood for a moment, gazing at the home she once called hers. She wasn’t sure if her mother would throw her out again. The last time she was here, she had promised to become the woman her mother always wanted. Was getting married truly the beginning of that journey? She took a deep breath as Charlie held her hand, reassuring her.“She’s still your mom,” he said. Melissa nodded, and they headed inside. One of the maids let them in, then went upstairs to get her mother.“Your house is beautiful,” Charlie whispered. Melissa smiled, surveying the living room. Nothing had changed much. It was just as she remembered, except it was quieter. This had once been her hom
Melissa pinched her arm, hoping she was still dreaming, but no. She was fully awake, and Charlie’s words only made her feel lightheaded. “What… what do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling.A sly smirk spread across Charlie’s face as he stared at her. “What were you thinking, Lisa?” he asked sharply, making her recoil. “Stetson is my son, and nothing can change that.”“Stop saying that!” Melissa snapped, her temper flaring. “Don’t make me go crazy, Charlie. I’m just respecting you.”“Oh, you are?” he leaned forward, his dark hazel eyes locking onto hers. “Why don’t you lose it? Let’s see how far you can go,” he challenged her, then leaned back again.Melissa scratched her neck, trying to calm herself. Her temper was bad, but Charlie’s could be worse. Though she hadn’t seen him lose control, she had heard stories.“Fine, tell me what you mean by Stetson is your son,” she said, her voice calmer.“I adopted him,” he said curtly, reclining against the headbo
Melissa didn’t look up as she felt his gaze piercing her, making her feel exposed. “Look at me, Lisa.” His commanding tone sent shivers down her spine, and she found herself lifting her eyes to meet his. She dared not defy that simple order from her charming boss. He was eerily handsome, and every time she got close to him like this, her heart felt like it might explode. Her body reacted so sensitively to his touch that she wondered if she was truly in love with Jared. When her eyes met his, her pulse quickened.“Tell me what you want,” he said, his voice low and seductive as his hand brushed against her arm. It was hot in the room, but Melissa was certain she felt goosebumps form where he touched her.“I… I wanted… us to…” her voice trembled. Charlie leaned in, his lips barely inches from hers. His gaze seemed to pierce straight through her soul.“I’m listening,” he urged.Instinctively, her hand reached up to his chest, his heartbeat mirroring hers. “Can we talk outside? It’s very h
“Lisa!” Charlie shouted in his sleep, startling Melissa, who had been admiring his sleepy face. He jerked upright, disoriented, until his eyes found hers.“Boss,” Melissa called softly, sitting up.“Are you okay?” he asked, inspecting her. “Does anything else hurt? I told you to stop saying last words!”“I’m sorry,” she apologized, confused. “I didn’t repeat it.”Charlie exhaled sharply. “I thought something bad happened to you. The doctor said—”“It was a dream,” she interrupted. “I’m okay now. I don’t feel severe pain anymore. The doctor also said Junior will be fine, so there’s nothing to worry about. I didn’t want to wake you up, seeing how stressed you were,” she explained.“Okay,” Charlie said, stretching. “I’ll go get you something to eat. Stay safe,” he added, picking up his phone from the bed.“Don’t bother. I’m not hungry yet,” she said, grabbing his hand. “I think you should go home and rest. The doctors will take care of me.”“Don’t worry about me. Let me get you food firs
The baby was immediately taken away as the doctors discovered he had breathing problems. “Where are they taking him?” Melissa demanded. “Just relax. He’ll be fine,” Charlie assured her, but she wasn’t convinced. “They didn’t let me hold him. They just left. Is my child okay? What are they doing to him?” she cried. “Do you think I’d let them do anything wrong to him?” he said, and she relaxed. “He’s in the NICU, receiving urgent medical attention,” he explained. “Thank you for being here with me. I would have given up without your support,” she said gratefully. “It’s nothing. I’m happy you made it through,” he smiled, grabbing her hand and kissing her knuckles. “I’ll always be here, okay?” “You missed your presentation because of me. You’re supposed to be angry,” she said, feeling guilty. Charlie chuckled. “Why would I be angry? I can always get another contract, but if I lose you, how do I get you back?” His reply made Melissa’s eyes water. Sh