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 and status. My dad could risk his life for anything that would provide him with money.
My eyes hurt as a result of crying so much. I had just taken my bath and I was planning to go to see my mom at the hospital. I just hope she will be okay by the time I get to the hospital. She would feel so bad if I break this terrible news to her. I don't want her to feel bad.
I carried my bag and walked to the door. Opening the door, I went out and proceeded to the door that leads outside but I realized it was locked. I twisted the knob over and over again but it didn't even budge. What the hell was happening? I hope it isn't what I am thinking. He didn't lock me in, did he? I sighed and went over to the back door but then it was locked too.
Gritting my teeth together, I turned back and went to the living room. I saw my father with some of his employees. He was attending to them. I don't care. He can't take my freedom away.
"I need to talk to you dad," I said.
"Hmm...I am in the middle of a meeting here, Adrianne. Your little talk can wait till after I am done." He muttered focusing his eyes on his laptop.
"This is very important, dad. I need to talk to you." I almost raised my voice.
"I said..."
I didn't allow him to finish talking.
"No. What are you guys still waiting for? Leave now!" I barked at the people sitting down. They all stood up and scurried away.
"What is the meaning of this? I was in the middle of a meeting." He said, standing on his feet.
"I want to visit mom at the hospital but your securities won't let me leave," I told him.
"That's right. Because you are not leaving this house until after the dinner with the Shauls. They would be here in the next five hours. You should be prepared."
"No, dad. I haven't agreed yet to meet them. You can't force me to marry someone I don't love. I don't even want him. Dad, please. We can talk this out. I am begging you. Please."
"Whether you like it or not, you are marrying Lucas. I am doing this for you."
"No, dad. You are doing this for yourself. You don't care about my happiness at all. You only care about your money and status. That is the only thing you care about. Not like you even love mom. You made her fall from the stairs and yet, you don't care. When last have you visited her in the hospital? Tell me, Dad. You don't even care about us. Outside, you behave as if we are one happy family but behind the camera, you treat us with cruelty I...."
I hadn't even finished talking when his large palm collided with my cheek so hard. I staggered back in shock. This was the first time my dad would ever raise his hand to hit me. It felt like a dream. I bat my eyelashes continuously. The only reason why I came to confront him was to plead with him and I think I went too far by speaking those words to him.
But come to think of it, he deserves those words I said to him. He hurt my mom and still threatened me to marry Lucas just for his benefit.
"You don't talk to your father like that. You foolish girl. I am trying to save you from those wretched low lives. You are marrying Lucas and that is final." He said and called his bodyguards. They took me to my room and locked me up. I banged on the door but all to no avail. I was locked up like a prisoner. I sat down on the floor and cried out. This was not what I asked for. Tears rolled freely from her eyes.
* Five hours later*
I rolled over to the other side of the bed until I heard someone opening the door to my room. I fluttered my eyes open and sat up. It was then three ladies entered my room. The first one was holding a box and the other ladies were holding the stupid dress he had gotten for me and makeup kits. I don't care what would happen but...
My dad stormed into my room.
"If she refuses, don't hesitate to tell me. I will teach her a lesson."
He gave his warnings and stormed out of my room.
Soon, I finish dressing up.
The black, body con dress hugged my body so tight that I could barely breathe. My cleavage was exposed and I was furious. I never liked all these dresses at all. Just then the door opened.
"The Shauls are here now. You better behave."
He warned.
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
An elderly lady in a blue lavender gown and white gloves walks towards me and pulls me away from the maids cleaning the messed up table, she pats Lucas Shaul on the back of his suit and whispers something into his ears on her way to me.I try not to look at her, obviously still embarrassed, only the smirk that formed on my face from my happiness about pissing of my dad kept my face from being all flushed and red.The lady shoots a friendly smile my way and I had to get rid of the sinister smirk and replace it with a chivalrous one in order to compliment her smile."Are you okay my dear?" She asks, that is when it all made as as in my head that a stranger would be so caring about what happens to me in this gathering where I am to be sold at Auction price to the highest bidder and my own father is the auction master, her chivalry all starts to make sense as it becomes clear that she must be Lucas Shaul's mother, Mrs. Shaul of the Shaul Business Empire. "I'll be fine," I try to say with
"Why do you always have to spit on my face every damn time Adrianne?" my father asks after we stare at each other blankly for about five minutes but seemed like an eternity.I have so much I want to say to the old man but I need to garner enough strength to say it without bursting into tears, I am barely holding them under my eyelids at this point.At times like this I need my mother the most. She always had a way to deal with him in these kind of situations, sometimes I wonder if he purposely put her away in the hospital and then conveniently planned the marriage at a time when she was not around."I give you everything you need, I give you even what you don't need, I work my butt off to make sure that you do not lack anything under the sun, yet you and your vegetable of a mother always find new ways under the sun to ridicule and shame me, and what's worse in front of very important company," the veins on his forehead and neck threatening to pop out of his skin and spew blood on me a
I get beside my monster of a dad, I wished I could be anywhere ht. Ear him at the moment. I would leave but I can't go out there while looking like this. I glare at him with hatred burning in my pupils then I focus on the mirror, I turn on the faucet and cup the rushing water in my palms and splash it on my face as if I am trying to wake myself up from a terrible nightmare, this was even worse a terrible nightmare it is but I can't even wake up from it by splashing water on my face.The water is cold, it makes me shiver and the goosebumps on my forearms become very visible, I begin to shiver as I speak."Listen carefully Dad," trying to tilt the power dynamics back in my corner. If I have learned anything from watching Hollywood exorcism movies it is that you can't really win against the devil, you either always have to make a deal with him or you lose."fix your face Adrianne," he cuts me off absentmindedly, mispronouncing my name for the umpteenth time but I am very used to it and
The old devil leaves and I get back to trying to get the wine and bloodstain off my dress, but all to no avail, this is exactly why I don't ever wear cashmere. On the brink of panicking, could this night get any worse I ask myself, then I realize I came up with my little clutch bag, and inside it is my cellphone.I reach for the little clutch bag like a horny overseas marine officer reaches for his wife's bra after three years of overseas service in Alaska or some other distant land.Before then it took me about thirty seconds or more to figure out where I kept the bag, after all a lot had happened since I came into this bathroom, I've cried twice and thrown more tantrums than a toddler, ruined my make up and applied it again, I've made a deal with the deal amongst other things.My eyes finally settle on the little clutch bag lying innocently on the floor, untouched, as if the Wolf did not almost burn in this bathroom. I bend down with great difficulty, my whole body feels stiff, th
Sheila asks for a Margarita refill and then snaps me out of my 80's sitcom initiated trance."I know you're super smart and all, but your dad posseses evil in his veins, he's an evil genius, so you and I both know that there is a huge chance of him going against his words, I mean he locked you in the house just to get you to marry that Lucas Saul," "Shaul, Lucas Shaul," I correct her, "whatever his name is," she responds."My point is, the cunning fox will do anything to get you to do his bidding, tats how he became so rich in the first place isn't it?""What will you do if that happens?"" If I was you Sheila, sitting across from me right now I would ask myself that same question, even as I am myself I still asked myself that same question, don't you think I've put all these intro considerations, I'm planning to take it one day at a time alright."I still could not binge watch "Friends" after leaving Sheila, I got home late and tired and found myself in Narnia falling in love with a
It's almost funny how a home run by the Philadelphia Phillies' batter had my Dad more concerned than his only daughter being followed by a suspicious vehicle all the way to the house, but I can't even laugh now, I was really afraid for my life.As he opens his can of beer I begin thinking to myself, even if he does not care about my safety as my father, I know my Dad all too well, that 6-pack of beer would not matter at all just because he heard somebody was threatening to ride a bike over his lawn, as a matter of fact the perpetrator would have the cans of beer smashed over their head and would be forced to mow the lawn for as long as my father dictates.Something is definitely wrong, and I won't be able to sleep with both eyes closed except I get to the bottom of this, I know for sure I wasn't hallucinating, I away them serve when I swerved, I know they were trailing, who and why is what I do not know, but I'm about to find out. Charity begins at home they say, I'm about to do some
The old devil is not the only one who knows how to get down and dirty, well it takes two to tango it's time I dance with the devil.He wants to play games? Let's take the games to his home court. "Aren't you scared, your dad is very powerful he has eyes and ears everywhere I'd like to remind you Adrianna," said Sheila when I told her about my plans over dinner."First off, they know where my mom is admitted and receiving treatments, so we have to move her to a different institution as fast as possible,' I explain the first step of my plan."...and then we confuse them, I need to get a new car and a new phone he probably has them both tapped." I say to Sheila.Losing my phone was difficult for me because I had a sentimental value attached to it as it was a gift from my mom, but I have to do this for my safety and hers.I've been deflecting questions that involve why I changed phones and a car from my mom when I go to visit her in the new hospital we moved her to. Sheila is still very