Loving Him Is Wrong

Gina stood before her father as she looked at him with disbelief. Many thoughts whirled in her head and she wondered if she heard him wrongly, but then, she knew what she heard. She drew in deep breath in a bid to control the rage building up inside of her.“I won't be a part of any arranged marriage plans or whatsoever. I am a human with full rights and I have the rights to freedom of choice.” Gina stated calmly.Her father, Mr Anthony Thompson sighed heavily. “Don't be selfish, Gina. Stop thinking about yourself alone. Think about our family too. You have to do this to save our family business.” Anthony said with his features tightened in a frown.Gina was pained. Hearing those words come from her father pierced her heart. She had always been a filial daughter, strictly adhering to the family rules and doing whatever was asked of her. It only took just one refusal, and she was being termed selfish. It was no news that the Thompson enterprise had been suffering great setbacks for so

230 Fifth, a renowned rooftop bar and nightclub located on top of the Flatiron Hotel, New York. In the VIP section of the club, a dark haired middle aged man with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes, sat with his legs outstretched in front of him. One could tell from his demeanor that he was no ordinary man. He exuded confidence and authority.Chris, a successful, highly influential and well connected billionaire was no stranger to the city's elite social scene, but tonight, he was only here for his friend. He ignored the seductive stares and looks thrown at him by a large percentage of the ladies around. His eyes swept the dance floor, in search of his friend who was having a dance with his female companion. He scowled and shifted his gaze from his friend who was still dancing with his lady friend. His eyes rummaged through the crowd, settling on the beautiful lady seated all by herself emptying glasses of tequila shots at the bar in the main hall. Chris watched as the woman

The city clerk cleared her throat drawing Gina back to the present. Her brows shot up with concern as she observed Gina for a brief moment before speaking again. “Please, sign here.” She gestured to the paper in her hand, pointing at the designated spot where Gina was to sign. After a brief moment of hesitation, Gina picked up the pen. Her soft lips pursed as she looked at the paper warily. The city clerk was skeptical about her hesitation to sign her marriage license. What woman won't be excited about such a day? The woman wondered. Adams' cold eyes did not leave Gina's. He looked at her expectantly, his eyes trailing her delicate frame. He stepped forward and stroked her hair, flashing her a smile. Gina stiffened under his touch. Although she did not expect him to do that, it quickly set the tone for her next line of action. She gave him a small smile and hurriedly put down her signature, she did not want to attract more attention than she already did. Adams was reluctant to of