CH 110Andrianne's heart was racing as she approached Lucas's room with his medication. It had been two weeks since she decided to stay with him until he regained his memory, and every day had been a struggle. Seeing him every day, yet him not remembering anything about their past together, had been heartbreaking for Andrianne.As she entered his room, she saw Lucas sitting on the bed, looking out of the window. He turned his head as she entered and gave her a small smile."Good morning, Andrianne," he said softly."Good morning, Lucas," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.Andrianne walked over to his bedside and placed the medication on the table next to his bed."How are you feeling this morning?" she asked, hoping to make small talk."I'm feeling okay, thanks for asking," he replied.There was a moment of silence between them before Lucas spoke up again."Andrianne, can I ask you something?" he said hesitantly."Of course," she replied, turning to face him."Have we ever
CH 111Months had passed by since Lucas regained his memory and Andrianne gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Ariel. It was a new chapter in their lives, one filled with happiness, joy, and a lot of sleepless nights.Andrianne had never felt so happy and fulfilled in her life. She had always wanted to be a mother, and now that she was, she felt like her life had finally fallen into place. She spent most of her days taking care of Ariel, feeding her, changing her diapers, and watching her sleep.Lucas, on the other hand, was busy with work. He had taken over his father's company and was now the CEO. It was a lot of work, but he was happy to be doing something he loved. He spent most of his days in the office, but whenever he got the chance, he would come home to spend time with Andrianne and Ariel.Their home was filled with laughter, love, and the occasional crying from Ariel. They had hired a nanny to help take care of Ariel, but Andrianne was always there to make sure everythi
CHAPTER ONE.It began as a whispering in the air, the rain. The day was beautiful and the sky was a dome of plasma blue, the clouds looked like airy anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of the sun. A petite lady with long blonde hair and a face that looked like beauty itself looked out the hospital window in the reception hall, star struck by the beauty of nature. The sky darkened as she watched and soon the tapping on the window was heard and then it became a pitter patter.People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began forming as the rainfall became heavier. The Rain danced upon the roof of cars and she could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.“Ma’am you can come in now,” someone said from behind, tapping her on the shoulder softly. She turned with a tight smile."Thank you."Clutching her bag, she followed the nurse into ward B."You have fifteen minutes
A long leg clad in black trousers and a gleaming black shoe stopped the elevator from closing fully. A muscular toned man stepped in, clad in a white dress shirt that was tucked neatly in his trousers and matched with a black coat. His eyes met mine and I fought the urge to swallow nothing. His handsomeness was beyond this earth, no… he was beautiful. Beautiful was the perfect word to describe this enigma right in my presence.He moved to the other end of the elevator, his green eyes scrutinizing me. His hair seemed disheveled as if he had run his hand through it multiple times which made me wonder how it would feel if I ran my hands through them.I shook my head and looked away but I found myself stealing glances at him, multiple glances that became too obvious. We could both feel it, the tension. This strange man suddenly seemed to have piqued my interest and I guess I had also peaked his. He was so handsome and beautiful at the same time. His height was life threatening, he was 6’3
“I think what he wanted to say was that he wants to marry you...” It felt like a loud ringing echoed in my head as my mother's words kept repeating themselves over and over. No, it can’t be true, it wasn’t possible. No man would want to marry a lady they met in an elevator for the first time. It just wasn’t possible.“Mum, that can’t be possible,” I said in disbelief, not wanting to think about it.“Nothing is impossible dear,” my mum said in a stern voice. Then laughed loudly, "that was a joke, Anna. Did you really fall for it? That's such a random conclusion!"She laughed even more. I frowned. Did I actually take her seriously?"I thought you were serious. I felt so scared," I muttered, not finding it funny.Her laughter receded, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up that sour topic.""It's okay, mum but… but mum, I don’t want to get married yet, especially to someone that I met in an elevator. I do not know anything about him in fact, I can’t accept it” I said panicking.“Is that
“You are getting married…"Those words echoed in my head like a broken record, ringing in my ears as I stared at my father in shock. It felt like I was in a dream, a dream I wished to be woken up from. I was beyond shocked at my father’s words and even worse, he said it with so much ease like it wasn’t a big deal.“What do you mean I’m getting married?” I queried, fighting off annoyance.“Well, a very wealthy billionaire came for your hand in marriage and I couldn’t refuse,” he answered, focused on the files he was working on.“I mean, the offer was a hearty one," he looked up long enough to shoot me an irritating grin, "so technically, you are betrothed to him. Your opinions are not needed as you would be going on a dinner date with him tomorrow. Get to know him before the wedding preparation begins,” he said with a wide smile.“But dad I do not want to get married to anyone yet!” I cried out, tears pricking at the corner of my eyes.“I said your opinions are not needed, you are gett
The last thing on my mind was to marry someone I don't love. To marry someone I was not meant to be committed to. Lucas Shaul. That name sucks! It irritates me at its peak. Not to mention he is someone like my father. All my life, I had always dreamt to marry someone I love. Someone who won't act like a stranger to me but now, today, I would be meeting him. I knew my father was offered something in exchange for me to marry Lucas. I don't even know him. I have never seen him before. I don't even know what he looks like. Only the rumors heard about him. He is cold and ruthless and I am sure he'd be mean to me. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes were swollen. For the rest of the night, I cried my eyes out and screamed but that man I called my father wouldn't even hear me. And he is even using my mother as a threat to me. She would kill my mom if I don't accept marrying that so-called Lucas. Not for once had he ever cared for my mother and me. He only cared about his money
ELEVATOR CHAPTER SIX: MEET THE SHAULSI wonder how evil somebody had to be that there was such a desperate need to keep their identity a secret from the public, how many people's toes have they stepped on, how many people are planning to kill them for them to need such secret service and MI6 treatment, one only sees situations like this in the movies, or at least so I thought.I went from not wanting to be in the presence of these people arriving my father's house to bid for my head like a slave auction in 1864 in the name of marriage— to being eager to see what this person looks like, I don't know if I want to justify my hatred for them by looking at their face or getting the satisfaction of staring him dead in the eyes and saying no to marrying him or I just wanted to spit at his face, I hadn't made up my mind when I almost slipped and fell. This has to be the most uncomfortable pair of shoes to be ever made, I was just a taking on the stair away from snapping my ankle to the back