Olivia's POV Did I make a mistake? Should I have followed Alexander to his apartment to get dressed for the masquerade ball? I had no idea if my decision to follow him there was a good decision, but I was going to find out. I did not want to go to my parents house, and Alexander had agreed not to tell them that I planned to run away from home. I was a pretty independent woman, so I knew that my parents would not notice that I was away for a day. Even if they noticed, they would likely think that I was out doing my normal business.I followed Alexander to his mighty mansion, and my jaw dropped. It was so difficult to pick my jaw up from the floor even after trying not to seem too surprised.The mansion was different from the first one that I had visited with Mia. This one must have been designed by the architects who designed the castles in Disney movies. It was as if I was in a dream. I had been to many wealthy homes, but never had I encountered a mansion so captivating, so artistic.
“There's news that I would like to share with you. You're getting married to Alexander. He is the best person that I have selected for you to marry”, my dad said, as I came down the stairs, his wife beside him as he made his announcement. I froze at the spot when he was done with his announcement. I had rushed out of my room right after dropping my luggages, because I was excited to tell them about school. It had been six months since I came home, because I was always busy with projects, exams and managing a business that I owned. The rush of regrets hit me. I remembered one of the reasons that I stayed away from home, my parents always had something to dictate about my life. Initially, I had wanted to be an actress, to be seen on the big screen, but my parents had rejected my dreams, saying that it was worthless and that they would not let their daughter do such a thing. I was forced into business, and with time I grew to love it. But they did not stop there, they dictated where I w
My parents threw a party to celebrate my graduation. I was not interested in attending because I knew most of my friends from school would not receive invitations. My dad was hosting the party, and I was pretty sure he would only invite people he considered to be of a higher social class.But as expected, I was forced to get dressed against my will. As I got ready, Ryan video-called. I missed him terribly. Instead of cuddling throughout the night, I was having a breakdown."Hey, Ryan," I said, forcing a smile. I did not want to break the horrible news to him. It would break him, and I knew he did not deserve to be heartbroken."Hey, baby girl. You look so beautiful and sexy. Where are you going tonight?" he asked, his smile radiating warmth. I could feel tears starting to gather in my eyes when I heard his voice."My dad threw a party to celebrate my first-class win," I replied, trying not to burst into tears."Congratulations again, baby girl. You deserve it”, Ryan said, his smile
Stress gnawed at me. This marriage… to Alexander? The thought felt like a physical blow. My heart ached for Ryan, the only man who truly understood me, the only man I loved. That night, the stolen moments of texting him felt like heaven. "Ryan, I miss you," I typed, the words spilling out like a desperate confession. Indeed, I was desperate for him. His reply, "I miss you too, my baby girl," was balm to my raw soul.But my longing went deeper. “I want you, Ryan," I wrote, the words barely scratching the surface of my need. I needed him more than words could describe.“I want you so much”, I added. The urgency in my voice, even through the text, was evident.“Baby girl”, he said, looking sad. “I do want you too, but I have a test tomorrow, and I'm studying…”It was apparent that he wanted me too, but the test was in the way…it was always the test. His future, his ambitions, seemed to always come first.I understood that he placed a high level of importance on his career, but I co
My mother’s voice, a chilling echo of impending doom, haunted me throughout the day. "Marry Alexander, or you're disowned. Father's decision, final." A threat? Or a cold, hard truth? Mother wasn't one for empty gestures, and the fear clawed at me. Eighteen days until I became Alexander's wife, eighteen days to save Ryan.Home felt like a refuge, yet the exhaustion was crushing – the weight of work, the weight of this impending marriage. I took a cold shower to try to release some of the stress I felt, then I decided to begin some work on my laptop.Few hours later, a maid’s voice shattered the peace. "Ms. Olivia, a lady, awaits you in the living room.”I walked up to my door, opening it. “What last?”, I inquired.“I do not know her name, but she did come here yesterday”, the maid said.Mia, again? The groan that escaped me was primal. What did she want this time?“Did a man come with her?”, I asked.“No”, the maid replied, shaking her head. “She came alone just like yesterday.
My throat was so dry that it was difficult to utter a word.“Uhm—”, I said slowly. He was too close to me, way too close. I could feel some part of his body touch me, the parts of Ryan I would have loved touching me.“You're lucky that I respect your parents, there are the reasons I haven't done a number of things to you”, he said, his eyes never leaving mine.I wondered what he meant by ‘a number of things’, as chills went down my spine.I was about to ask what he meant by doing a number of things to me, but I saw two men in black coats walking into the room from the corner of my eyes.My eyes went back to Alexander who seemed to have noticed that my eyes had wandered, and had also felt the presence of other people in the room.“Is this a new toy?”, one of them asked. He had not seen my face yet. Clearly he did not know who I was. “You have so many Suki, you keep adding to your collections daily.”I began to fume. 'Suki' was the plural form of 'Suka', a Russian term for 'bitch'. A de
Alexander's POVWhen my dad told me that I would have to get married to the most famous CEO’s daughter, Olivia, I felt like insects were crawling on my skin.“It is high time you settled with a woman of our standard”, my dad stated firmly. “You will be getting married to Olivia Adams, daughter of Mr. Adams, the CEO of Microsoft corp.”Olivia was not my type of person. I had gone to her family dinner on several occasions, and I had gotten to see her. She was calm, she was beautiful, she was ambitious, but she just was not sexy enough. All the women I had ever been with, although they never lasted and were just toys to me, were sexy, hot, and kinky in bed. They let me express myself the way I would like in bed, I could be my truest animalistic self when I was with them. I did not take the act softly. But, before I went into the bedroom with any woman I slept with, I did well to warn them about my preferences, especially to the ones that were not sexual workers but threw themselves at m
Olivia's POVI decided to have a look around my soon-to-be husband's mansion, knowing that it would soon be ours.The living room I stood in had shiny crystal chandeliers, marble floors, plush carpets and priceless art works. Everything reflected Alexander's extravagant taste and lifestyle.I was about to climb up the stairs when Mia came down. She smiled at me, but the smile did not reach her eyes. “Hi ma-I mean miss Olivia. Would you like to get your wedding dress now? Mr. Alexander told me it was time to go for your wedding dress.”“Why are you Alexander's personal assistant?”, I blurted. “I mean don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with you. It's just that Alexander is a powerful Mafia boss who doesn't care about women, so I'm curious about knowing why he made you his personal assistant.”She looked down at the floor and started to cry. I felt bad. I didn't mean to sound condescending, I was genuinely curious as to why Alexander had employed Mia to be his personal assistant.
Olivia's POV Did I make a mistake? Should I have followed Alexander to his apartment to get dressed for the masquerade ball? I had no idea if my decision to follow him there was a good decision, but I was going to find out. I did not want to go to my parents house, and Alexander had agreed not to tell them that I planned to run away from home. I was a pretty independent woman, so I knew that my parents would not notice that I was away for a day. Even if they noticed, they would likely think that I was out doing my normal business.I followed Alexander to his mighty mansion, and my jaw dropped. It was so difficult to pick my jaw up from the floor even after trying not to seem too surprised.The mansion was different from the first one that I had visited with Mia. This one must have been designed by the architects who designed the castles in Disney movies. It was as if I was in a dream. I had been to many wealthy homes, but never had I encountered a mansion so captivating, so artistic.
Alexander's POV Olivia's cries haunted me no matter how nonchalant I tried to behave.My dad had called me later that night to tell me to tell me that he was upset that I was behaving like a child. Apparently, Olivia's parents had truly been watching us through the cameras, and I made their daughter cry. They had obviously reported my actions to my dad.“Alexander, your mother told me what happened. Making Olivia cry was unacceptable”, he said.That was so like my mum. She could not talk to me directly. She did not have a mind of her own. I disliked the way she told dad everything. It was as though she knew she could not handle it herself. It was true, but still I disliked it. “But Dad, she—”, I tried defending, but was interrupted. “No buts, Alexander. Olivia's parents called. They were very upset. You were rude, and you refused to apologize. Is this your grand plan to disobey me?”, he asked, his tone so low it almost terrified me.“I didn't mean to make her cry. It was just… a
Reader's Discretion is advised: Sexually Explicit Content I did not speak. I could not speak. I did not know what to say. Everything was happening so fast, and I tried my best to calm down so that I could think. I knew Olivia's parents were never going to let me marry Olivia. Also, I did not want to get married to Olivia. I wanted to use her to get my revenge. Then, why did I feel a pang in my chest when she made her announcement. This was supposed to be an act, but I felt something real. A genuine jealousy. But I pushed the feeling aside, my face red with anger. I was angry because it was Alexander again. This was the second time that someone really liked me, and Alexander suddenly came into the picture. Would Olivia do the same thing that Jayla did to me? Would she fall in love with Alexander?Oh no! I was not supposed to think about Olivia in that manner. I was not supposed to genuinely like Olivia. I was not supposed to compare Olivia with Jayla to try to fight for her like I did
Alexander was unreachable after high school. I had no idea where he went, but I never forgave or forgot what he did to me, what he did to Jayla. I promised myself that even if it ended up being in another universe, I was going to get my revenge on Alexander.I was able to complete my high school and go into University. After a few years of my stay there studying medicine, I met a beautiful young lady, Olivia. At times, beautiful could not properly describe Olivia.I began to develop sexual feelings for her. She was the first person that I ever had feelings for since Jayla. Since Jayla had betrayed me, I never took deep interest in anyone. I focused on myself, working hard at my studies, working out at the gym, eating and sleeping well. I had grown into a handsome man. As my manly features became more defined, I no longer looked like a nerd. I still appeared serious, but my appearance had changed. I even stopped wearing glasses and was fine without them.I did not have too many girls
Ryan's POVRich people always think they can do whatever they like with people's lives without facing the consequences of things. But I do believe that a person who commits a crime must face the consequences of his or her actions. I do believe that the Universe returns whatever a person did right back to him or her. Sometimes karma did work, but other times when karma decided not to work, I made sure to put it in my to-do list to get revenge on the people who decided to mess with me. I did not care who it was regardless of their background, I always made sure to do something hurtful today whether it cost me something or not.This was the case for Alexander. We attended the same high school, Ashhillton High School. It was a school for the elite, but luckily, I was able to secure a scholarship to attend. But the kids from a wealthy background always took the opportunity to bully me because they knew I was not from an equally wealthy home. It was not that I was from a poor home, my parent
The next day by 5am, I left the house with some luggage I could take.I did not text Ryan about my sudden move to another state because I did not want to see how sad he would look when I informed him. Besides, I was just going away for a while until I figured out a way to escape the marriage. My plan was to inform everyone about my whereabouts after my supposed wedding date.I called a random taxi, and was picked up in a few minutes. On a normal day, I would have called my personal driver to pick me up. But I did not want my Parents, Alexander or anyone else to know where I was going. After all, my plan was to disappear for a while.The taxi’s meter ticked, and I felt very uncomfortable. My stomach churned, a frantic butterfly trapped in a cage of ribs. Had I made a terrible mistake? Leaving like this, in the dead of night, felt reckless, impulsive. But the alternative – staying, suffocating under the weight of my unspoken resentments towards my Parents’s suffocating expectations – f
Olivia's POV Embarrassed could barely describe how I felt. I ran up the stairs and to my room as fast as my legs could take me. This was by far the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me. Have I ever cried in front of a guy? Yes, when my dad had shouted at me when I was a little girl, and a few times in front of Ryan just so he would pamper me. Both men that had seen me cry had not tried to make fun of me. But the record breaker, Alexander, had to be the first to taunt my feelings till I cried. I was embarrassed because usually I had tough skin. But in my defense, this was not my fault because if my parents had not forced me into this cage, I would not be with a man that found it difficult to compliment me, and demanded reasons why he should. I hope they could see from the cameras they had set up all around the house, how stupid it was of them to marry off their daughter to a douchebag. As I wiped the tears away from my red eyes in my room, I relived the moment I cried
I waited for Olivia at the dining table that her parents had prepared.I thought about work as I sat there, and it was able to distract me a bit.When I saw Olivia, I was awestruck that I did not know when I got up from my seat to have a clearer look at her.Did Olivia know that she was this beautiful? I placed my hand right above my manhood because it has risen without my permission. It was rising against my will, it made me angry. Also, I was suddenly jealous of Ryan. How was he able to make Olivia fall in love with him? He must have put her under some kind of spell because he was not worth Olivia's love. It was not like I claimed to be better than Ryan. If it were left for me, I would destroy Olivia because that would make me feel better. But then, she was just too beautiful that it was difficult to continue acting like it was fine to see her with someone else. This was a complicated situation, even for me.I had to be mean to her one way or the other. Maybe if she hated me more,
Reader's Discretion: Sexually Explicit Content Alexander's POV After I and my men had carried out the operation, we rested for a while somewhere in the West of Africa where it was easier to lay low and not be caught.That night all I could think about was Olivia. I only thought about women when I had sex with them. In my lifetime, I had met a lot of women who were good in bed, so it was only normal to think about all the styles we enjoyed at different locations. But with Olivia, I had done nothing. We hadn't even kissed. Yet, I thought of her. The thought of her made me feel sick in my stomach. It was not that she was repulsive, but it was because I had no idea why she lingered in my mind. We did not like each other, so why couldn't I stop thinking about her?When I got home, the first thing I thought about doing was to force myself to forget about Olivia. There was nothing special about her. At least that is what I tried to convince myself with.I tried to forget her by calling one