Emma’s POVAfter Liam and I had made up with each other, we spent the next hour being lazy and sitting down in the living room just on our phones while snacking on the rest of the things we had bought that were supposed to have been eaten at the cabin yesterday. Liam was the first one to get tired of doing that and after yawning multiple times, he decided to finally go up to his room to take a nap, leaving me alone downstairs. At the time he had left me, it was a little past 4 p.m., so I just decided to remain downstairs and watch a movie because I knew that if. I was to go up to my room, I would sleep, and if I slept off, there was no way to wake up in time to head over to Sammy’s place this evening and I couldn’t afford to not do that today. I had to go. I needed to go. After scrolling through my options on Netflix for a few minutes, I decided to watch Rick and Morty. I watched about three episodes before checking my phone and realizing it was already thirty minutes past six o’cl
Emma’s POV“Girl!” Sammy exclaimed, jerking back a bit because of how shocked she was. “No way”. “Yes way,” I nodded. “Oh my God,” she gasped, bringing her hands up to cover her mouth that had fallen open. “What the fuck?!”“I know, right? Trust me, I was just as shocked as you are right now”. I chuckled dryly. “Imagine the shock on my face as he said that to me while we were both standing naked in an open lake. Like I’ve literally never wanted to get out of a water body so fast”. “Wow,” she breathed out. “I mean, while I’m shocked that he confessed his feelings to you like that and out of the blue, I just can’t help but wonder what made him do it. Is it because of what his dad wanted to make you do or what?” she asked me.“I have no idea,” I sighed, shaking my head. “All I know is that whatever or whoever it was that convinced him, the person did a really great job in doing so”. “Huh? Why do you say so?”“He broke up with Anna just before we went away”. “What?!” she yelled, shock
Liam’s POVAfter Emma had asked me to go see my dad on Monday, it was most definitely bothering me. I didn’t have a chance to go over there on that Monday in particular, neither did I have a chance to get there on Tuesday as I was pulled into multiple meetings, so I put it in mind to go over there today, Wednesday, especially because my dad was supposed to have shown up to work today for a board meeting but didn’t. Once work was over for the day, thankfully I didn’t have anything spill into overtime, I headed straight over to my parents' house. “Hi, Lilian,” I smiled tiredly, greeting Lilian as I walked into the house. “Hello and good evening, Mr. Liam. How are you doing today?” she asked, her usual bubbly smile plastered across her lips. “I’m good. Thank you. And you?” I asked. “Very well. Would you like me to get you anything? Something to eat or drink perhaps?”“No thanks,” I chuckled lightly. “I’m just here to have a talk with my parents. My dad mostly. Where is he?”“Well,
Emma’s POV“What do you mean I’m getting married, dad?” I question my dad, tears running down my face fast and hard. I haven’t ugly cried like this in years but right now, I didn’t care how ugly I looked. All I cared to understand was what my dad meant by I was to get married in two months.“I realize how sudden and unexpected this news comes, sweetie, but it’s what needs to be done,” he replies me, taking gentle strides towards me.I step back. Usually I like the comfort of being in my father’s arms, but not today. Maybe not ever again. Not with what he’s saying to me right now. “This is so unfair!” I shriek really loudly as I begin to pace round the living room where my mum, dad and I stood as they broke the news to me.At this point I was livid. I don’t think I’d ever been this angry before in my life, and especially towards my parents, but today I was. I was upset, confused, and especially furious at them.“How could you let this happen, mum?” I stopped pacing and faced my mum wit
Emma’s POVIt was him. Liam Henderson. My soon-to-be husband.He was the one on the other end of the phone call.“Hello, Liam,” I said in a sharp voice to show my distaste for the fact he just called me ‘love’. Usually, I like pet names. But him calling me ‘love’ in this instance irritated me to my core.“What do you want?” I asked. At this point, my parents had stepped out of the living room to give me some privacy to talk to him.“Is that any way to talk to your future husband, Emma?” He asked with such a deep, dominant voice that made my body tingle for a second.“Anyway,” he continued without giving me a chance to answer his question. “I want you to come to my office tomorrow. We have things to discuss concerning this marriage.”I was shocked. I was taken aback.There was no way he just spoke to me like that. Who does this man think he is?“I have things to do tomorrow. I can’t make it,” I replied sassily, making sure he was able to sense the attitude I was trying to pass across.
Liam’s POVIt’s been a few weeks since my dad mentioned that I had to get married to Emma Livingston.I was honestly fine with the idea of getting married, it’s not like it was going to stop me from doing the things I do on a regular. I just had to be more careful.What I didn’t understand was why my father thought it necessary to use this marriage as a debt collection method. It was crazy.“Dad, this marriage is unnecessary. He owes us money. He should pay,” I said to my father with my arms folded across my chest, sitting across from him in his home office.“We don’t need that money. You, on the other hand, need a wife. You’re beginning to attract a lot of public attention and it’s not positive. You know this and it needs to be fixed. I won’t allow your terrible public image to become an actual threat to this business,” he says pointedly.One thing about my father is that he’s always going to look out for the company first. It’s how he’s always been. He grew up poor and struggled to
Emma’s POVThe words sounded so venomous to me. Like they were filled with hate and spite.Is this man okay? I thought to myself, trying to comprehend why he was having such an attitude with me. We’ve never spoken before for Christ’s sake. So why on earth was he talking to me like we were fighting? Like I was a slave and he’s my master.There wasn’t anything that didn’t go through my head for the next couple of seconds as I tried to gather words to explain why I was late.Yes, I acknowledged the fact that I was late. But he should have acknowledged and appreciated the fact that I showed up.“Sit down,” he gestures towards the chair I was sitting on before for me to take a seat again.He walks past me to take a seat opposite me and watches me as I sit down. I don’t look at him, but I feel his eyes on me, watching my every move.“Hello, Liam,” I say to him, finally meeting his eyes. Of course, his gaze was already fixated on me.“Hello, Emma. You look lovely today,” he replied to me wit
Emma’s POVOne month down, one more month to go.It's a month until my arranged wedding, and I’m anything but calm.Considering Liam’s parents are doing this for the public eye, a lot has been going on concerning the preparations. According to his father, ‘nothing must go wrong’.Honestly, I’m surprised his parents are involving me in the planning at all. Considering the circumstances surrounding this wedding, I thought I was just expected to show up to the venue in my white dress and repeat ‘I do’ after the priest then move into Liam’s place.To be fair, it’s Liam’s mum that has been carrying me along in everything. She’s a sweet person and, for some reason, she treats me like her own daughter. I guess it’s because she doesn’t have a daughter of her own.Her face literally lights up when discussing the wedding plans with me, and it does make me smile, even though I’m not in the least bit excited about getting married to her son.It’s been three weeks since Liam last spoke to me. Every