“I won't accept this Marriage”.. ”Why are you telling me this then?”.. Lisa's life takes a turn when she crosses paths with Damian Sparks, her worst enemy, and the last person she ever wanted to spend her life with. Her family had gone into bankruptcy, and an arranged marriage is the only way out. —--------------- Damian, a billionaire sweetheart, is destined to ruin whoever caused the accident that took his best friend’s life five years ago. The two meet, and a perfect marriage wasn’t what it seemed ought to be.
View MoreI stared at my parents, my mind reeling in shock. The opulent dining room, once filled with warmth and laughter, now felt suffocating. The crystal chandelier above the table cast an eerie glow, illuminating the desperation etched on my parents' faces.
"An arranged marriage?" I repeated, my voice trembling. "You can't be serious." My mother's eyes pleaded for understanding, her hands clasped together in a desperate prayer. "Lisa, we have no choice. Father's scandal has left us financially ruined. Richard Sparks' offer is our only salvation." The memory of my father's downfall flashed before me – the news headlines, the whispered conversations, the shame. Our family's reputation lay in tatters. The once-respected business magnate now faced financial ruin and social ostracism. "But Damian Sparks?" I protested, a shiver running down my spine. "I know him." My father's expression turned grim, his jaw clenched. "That's precisely why this will work. Richard wants to merge our families, and Damian is willing to cooperate." Memories of Damian's brutal rejection of Sophie flooded my mind. His callous disregard for her feelings still haunted me. The image of Sophie, broken and battered, in the hospital bed, refused to fade. "How can you expect me to marry him?" I demanded, outrage simmering. "After what he did to... someone I care about?" My mother's voice softened, her eyes brimming with tears. "We're not asking you to love him, Lisa. We're asking you to secure our family's future." I glared at my parents, feeling trapped. "What about my happiness?" My father's response was firm, his voice devoid of empathy. "Your happiness is exactly what we're trying to protect, Lisa. This marriage will ensure our family's stability." I slumped back in my chair, defeated. My future was being decided without my consent. "I don't understand," I said, shaking my head. "Why Damian Sparks? Of all people." My mother's eyes pleaded for understanding. "Lisa, we have no choice. Your father's scandal has left us financially ruined. Richard Sparks' offer is our only hope." "But at what cost?" I demanded. "My happiness? My freedom?" Father's expression turned grim. "We're not asking you to love him, Lisa. We're asking you to secure our family's future." "That's just it," I protested. "You are asking me to love him, to spend the rest of my life with him. And what about trust? How can I trust someone like that?" My mother's voice softened. "We know his past, but he's changed. Richard assures us he's a good man." "A good man?" I repeated, incredulous. "You know what he did to... someone I care about. How can you forget that?" My father's face reddened. "That was a long time ago, Lisa. People change." "Have you met him?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. "Yes," my mother replied. "Richard introduced us. Damian seems charming and genuine." Charming? Genuine? I doubted it. "What about his business dealings?" I pressed on. "Are they legitimate?" My father hesitated before answering. "Richard's influence will help our family recover. That's all that matters." "That's not all that matters," I countered. "What about integrity? Ethics?" My mother stood up, her voice firm. "Enough, Lisa. We've made our decision. You'll meet Damian tomorrow and see for yourself." I felt a surge of frustration. "You're not listening to me!" "We are listening," my father said, his voice softer. "But sometimes, difficult decisions must be made. This is one of them." The conversation was over, but my doubts lingered. "When do I meet him?" I asked reluctantly, resignation creeping into my voice. "Tomorrow," my mother replied. "Richard Sparks is hosting a dinner party. You'll meet Damian then." My stomach twisted into knots. Tomorrow, I would face the man who had shattered... someone I cared about. As I rose from my seat, the room spun around me. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of uncertainty. "I need some time alone," I murmured, fleeing to my room. The door closed behind me, and I collapsed onto my bed, tears streaming down my face. How could they do this to me? Why did our family's salvation have to come at the cost of my happiness? As I lay there, memories of Damian's past actions haunted me. His charm and good looks couldn't hide the cruelty beneath. Could I really marry someone like that? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I finally drifted off to sleep, my mind racing with doubts and fears ****************** The next morning, I woke up feeling anxious. Today was the day I would meet Damian Sparks again. I tossed and turned, unable to shake off the feeling of unease. My mind raced with thoughts of Damian and the impending dinner party. As I got dressed, my mother knocked on my door. "Lisa, are you ready?" "I guess," I replied, trying to sound calm. My mother entered, carrying a stunning silver gown. "I thought this would be perfect for tonight." I raised an eyebrow. "You're really going all out, aren't you?" My mother smiled. "We want to make a good impression, dear." I took the gown, feeling like a pawn in their game. "Get ready," she said. "We'll leave soon." Downstairs, my father waited, looking somber. "Lisa, I know this isn't easy, but—" "I know, Father," I interrupted. "You've made that clear." The drive to Richard Sparks' estate was silent, the tension palpable. As we arrived, I caught a glimpse of the grand mansion. The Sparks' wealth was intimidating. Mr. Richard greeted us warmly, his smile charming. "Welcome, welcome! I'm so glad you could make it." Damian stood beside him, his eyes locked onto mine. My heart skipped a beat. "Lisa, this is Damian," Richard said, as if I didn't already know. Damian's smile was disarming, but I saw the hint of arrogance beneath. "Nice to meet you, Lisa," he said, his voice low and smooth. I forced a smile. "Likewise." The dinner party was a blur of polite conversation and forced laughter. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was trapped. As the evening wore on, Damian's charm began to grate on me. How could my parents expect me to marry someone so fake? I didn't hide my displeasure for him, but he didn't seem to get it. As we pulled up to our estate, my parents exchanged a knowing glance. "I think it's time for you two to get to know each other better," my mother said, smiling. My father nodded. "Yes, why don't you take a walk around the gardens, Lisa? Damian can show you around." Damian's eyes locked onto mine, a hint of amusement dancing in them. "Sounds perfect," he said, standing up. I reluctantly followed him out into the cool evening air. The gardens were dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustling of leaves. We walked in silence for a few minutes before I spoke up. "Damian, I need to tell you something." He turned to me, his expression curious.Between Life And DeathDamian's Pov I stepped out of the operating room, my heart heavy with worry. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just left Lisa's fate in the hands of the medical team.I walked down the hallway, my eyes fixed on the floor. I couldn't bear to look at anyone, couldn't bear to see the sympathetic glances and worried expressions.I stopped in front of the operating room door, my ears straining to pick up any sound from inside. I could hear the muffled voices of the medical team, the beeping of the machines, and the soft whoosh of the ventilator.But then, suddenly, there was a pause. A moment of silence that made everything seem scary and more tensed..And then, a faint beep. A slow, steady beep that seemed to grow louder and stronger with each passing moment.My heart leapt with hope. Could it be? Could Lisa's heart be beating again?I pressed my ear against the door, my breath caught in my throat. The beeping grew louder, more insistent.And then, a voice. A s
Save Her Damian's Pov I ran back to the blood bank, my heart racing with determination. I was going to get that blood, no matter what.I didn't bother to listen to whatever thing she had to say.As I approached the door, I could feel my anger and frustration boiling over. Who locked a blood bank door at a time like this?I raised my foot and kicked the door with all my might. The sound of falling wood echoed through the hallway.The nurses rushed up behind me, her eyes wide with alarm. "Mr. Sparks, what are you doing?"I didn't answer. I just kept kicking and pounding on the door until it finally swung open.I burst into the blood bank, my eyes scanning the shelves for the precious bags of blood. Nurse Thompson followed close behind, her voice calm and soothing."Mr. Sparks, please. Let me help you."But I was beyond reason. I was driven by desperation and fear. I grabbed the bags of blood and tossed them into a nearby container.As I turned to leave, I saw Nurse Thompson staring at
Alternative Option Damian's Pov I turned to see a middle-aged woman with a kind face and a hint of concern in her eyes. She was dressed in a white coat, and a stethoscope hung around her neck. "How's the patient's vitals?" she asked, her voice firm but gentle. I frowned, taken aback by her sudden appearance. "Who are you?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. The woman smiled and held out a file. "Mr. Sparks, I'm your wife's gynecologist, Doctor Emily." My eyes widened as I took the file from her. "You're...you're the one who sent me the parcel," I stammered, my mind racing with questions. Doctor Emily nodded. "Yes, I sent you Lisa's report. I wanted to make sure you were aware of the complications and the risks involved." I felt a surge of frustration. "Please, Doctor, I'm in the middle of a crisis here. I don't have time for this." Doctor Emily's expression turned sympathetic. "I understand, Mr. Sparks. But I need to speak with Doctor Lee. He's the one performing the surge
Emergency Damian's PovI accelerated, racing through the estate to get Lisa to the hospital as fast as possible. She had passed out in the backseat, her body limp and unresponsive.My heart was racing, my mind filled with worst-case scenarios. What if we didn't make it in time? What if...?I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on getting Lisa the help she needed. I screeched to a halt in front of the emergency entrance, leaping out of the car to grab Lisa."I need help!" I yelled, rushing towards the automatic doors.Nurses and doctors rushed out to assist me, quickly taking Lisa from my arms and rushing her into the emergency ward."What's happening?" I demanded, following close behind.One of the nurses quickly took Lisa's vitals, while another doctor began examining her."Sir, can you tell me what happened?" the doctor asked, looking up at me."She was bleeding," I explained. "We were at a party, and she suddenly started bleeding. She passed out in the car."The doctor nodded, his
Cold HandsLisa's Pov The fading sounds and voices made me panic even more. It seemed as though I was struggling for life. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, memories, and regrets.Why didn't I take those threats seriously? Why did I ignore my intuition? The parcel Lauren had given us... I wish Damian had seen it or even asked about it. I knew what exactly was inside and why she had sent it to Damian's office.Dr. Emily had sent Damian the reports... she was looking out for me, but I'd been selfish. I didn't listen to her concerns. Now, I'm scared I'll lose my life and that of my baby.I folded my arms around Damian, and he felt too warm... or was it that I was becoming cold? Tears dropped from my eyes as I thought about all the what-ifs."Damian... please hold me tighter," I whispered, my voice shaking."I've got you, Lisa," Damian replied, his voice calm and reassuring. "You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you or our baby."But I knew he couldn't promise that. I knew that ou
Baby shower Lisa's Pov The celebration of the baby shower was all over the place.. Mom was running around, making sure everyone had enough food and drinks. I sat on the couch, trying to catch my breath."How are you feeling, Lisa?" my mother-in-law asked, handing me a glass of fruit juice."I'm fine, Mom," I replied, trying to hide the discomfort I was feeling.But honestly, I wasn't fine.For the past few weeks, I've been experiencing pains in my abdomen. At first, they were mild, but now they are getting stronger. It's been seven months now, and I could feel the pressure growing. But as long as the doctor said my baby was fine, I didn't care about anything else.I took a sip of the juice, trying to calm my nerves. Damian sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders."My love, just sit here and relax," he said, pulling me close. "You don't have to overwork yourself."I smiled weakly, feeling grateful for his concern. The room was filled with the sound of laughter and ch
My Imagination Lisa's Pov I was shocked. Why the hell was she here? Couldn't she leave me alone? I thought, my mind racing with anger and frustration. But my thoughts were disrupted by Damian's gentle voice, bringing me back to reality."Uhn..." I said, turning to look at him, trying to shake off the feeling of unease."What did you say, babe?" I asked, attempting to sound calm and composed.Damian's eyes locked onto mine, filled with concern and love. "C'mon, baby," he said, his voice soft and soothing. "I brought you here to feel at ease and let go of what's bothering you... and probably tell me about it," he added, his eyes searching mine for answers.I glanced back at the window, my heart still racing from the shock. But when I looked again, there was no one there. I realized I had been imagining things. It was only my imagination, fueled by guilt and anxiety.I knew it was out of guilt that I was feeling this way. But the reward that would come out of this was greater, I told
Enjoy the moment Lisa's Pov It had been two weeks since Lauren news about the mysterious parcel. I had been feeling down ever since, but I knew I had to hide it from Damian. He had enough on his plate, and I didn't want to add to his worries.As I sat in our living room, staring blankly at the TV, my mind began to wander. The doctors had said Lucinda was stable now, but she was still in a coma. It was a blessing that she was alive, but the thought of her still lying in that hospital bed, unaware of the world around her, was heartbreaking.But amidst all the chaos, there was a sense of relief. Our family's name had been vindicated, and although James was still on the loose, Lucinda and my child were safe. It was a win-lose situation, but I would take it.I felt a sigh of relief wash over me as I thought about the parcel. Damian had never asked me about it again, and I was grateful for that. I didn't know what was inside, and I didn't want to find out."Hey, are you okay?" Damian aske
Apologies Lisa's Pov I raised an eyebrow, curious about what Damian was hesitant to say. "Well..." he started, his voice trailing off. My eyes locked onto his, urging him to continue. "It's Lauren," he said finally, his voice low. "She's here." My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of awkwardness. It wasn't that I was jealous or possessive; it was just that Damian's hesitation made me feel like I should be concerned. "O...Kay," I said slowly, trying to sound nonchalant. His eyes dropped, and he looked guilty. "I'm sorry, babe," he said immediately, his voice laced with apology. I held up a hand, interrupting him before he could say more. "C'mon, baby," I said with a forced laugh. "I'm not some obsessive, jealous wife that you'll have to be hesitant when talking about your secretary." He looked relieved, but his eyes still held a hint of wariness. "I'm sorry, babe," he said again, running his hands through his hair. I smiled, trying to reassure him. "I know it all has to do wi
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