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 some time now and was at the edge of going bankrupt. If nothing was done to revive the situation, then the family company would fold. But, was sacrificing her happiness also a part of her filial duty as a daughter of the family? She wondered.
“What about Nina?” Gina blurted out. “She's still very much single. It would even be better if she gets married before me as the older daughter.” Gina proposed, she studied her father's face keenly.
Anthony sat impassively on the cushioned chair in the living room, with a blank expression on his face. Gina could not tell what he was thinking nor did she get a response from him but she knew he heard her.
“Come on, Gina. Your sister just got engaged.” Her step-mother, Nicole, chirped in with a sweet voice, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Gina heard the hidden mockery in her voice, she knew her step-mother like the palm of her hands.
Gina's heart sank. Nina would be getting married to someone she loved and is engaged to, while she would be married off to a man she had never met before.
Her heart ached for herself. How much did her family hate her? It was enough that she was treated differently as the illegitimate daughter of the family. Now, they were getting rid of her in exchange for a business deal. She felt pathetic for herself.
Her eyes flashed with pain as they swept across the faces in the living room, the faces who were supposed to protect and cherish her. These same faces that caused her pain and frustration daily, with Mia being an exception.
Mia is the youngest daughter of the Thompsons and the only one that treated Gina as family. Mia, as the youngest, could do nothing about Gina's situation even though she very much wanted to stand up for her half-sister.
Gina fixed her gaze on Nina and Nicole, observing the faces of the two women she had become indifferent to for she had grown accustomed to their tricks and maltreatment towards her.
She noticed an almost invisible smile playing at the corner of Nina's lip. She clearly enjoyed the show. This was what it was to them.
Getting rid of her was a pleasant show to the people who were supposed to be family. Weren't we supposed to be family? The question Gina never had an answer to, popped up on her mind again.
Her eyes settled on Mia, who looked like she would cry at any moment. Gina knew that Mia was already feeling sorry for her.
“I won't do it!” Gina said firmly. She drew the line this time. She was set on not giving them the satisfaction of their word winning against hers every single time.
“Think about it carefully, Gina.” Anthony sighed deeply. He was becoming unsettled at Gina's unwillingness to budge. He had carefully thought about the whole thing.
Nina would never agree to an arranged marriage of any sort even if it was to save a life. Trying to convince her was a total waste of precious time and effort. Mia was still a minor and it would be out of bounds to make such a request from her. Gina was much easier to convince, a little pressure here and there and she would give in. He had it all planned out, he had thought. But, here he was, trying to make Gina see reasons she obviously didn't want to see.
“I will not do it!” She yelled. “I have plans and dreams of my own. I have feelings too and I have a man. If Nina is allowed to marry her choice man, then I should be allowed to marry a man of my own choice too!” Gina blurted out these words in so much anger that it frightened everyone in the room.
“Gina dear, you should calm down. Show some respect when addressing your father.” Nicole said in a fake sweet tone, an attempt to hide her shock. She worried that this wasn't going to end in the way it usually did.
It worried Nicole greatly that Gina was putting up a fight this time. Seeing her reject her father's orders for the first time made her uncomfortable. To Nicole, Gina was everyone’s puppet, she did whatever was asked of her. So it shocked her to see Gina yell at someone let alone her father.
Gina’s eyes gleamed with hatred as she glared at the one woman who had never treated her well all these years suddenly acting all nice and sweet. Bile rose in her throat and she felt sick by merely looking at Nicole's pretentious face.
“What man are you talking about?” It was Nina who spoke this time.
“Do you really not recognize this ring?” Nina chuckled as she raised her left hand mid-air exposing the engagement ring Ethan had given to her.
Gina's eyes widened in alarm, retracting back with hurt as she recognized the diamond studded ring. It belonged to Ethan’s mother. Ethan had been Gina's boyfriend from college. He had told her many times that the ring was his mother’s gift to him, to be worn by anyone he would get married to.
Gina bit her lower lip as she fought back the tears that threatened to fall. She was deeply hurt. How did the ring get to Nina’s hands? This was supposed to be her engagement ring. Maybe Nina stole the ring, Gina made an excuse for Ethan.
Just at the time, a knock sounded on the door and Ethan walked in.
“Hey, Ethan.” Nina called sweetly as she rushed to meet him at the door. Her eyes darted to Gina whose gaze was fixed on Ethan. A wide smile appeared on her face as Ethan's hand slipped to the back of her waist. After he bowed to both parents, he took a seat next to Nina. Gina observed Ethan who fixed her a blank gaze. His face showed no emotion at all. He quickly averted his eyes back to Nina. “How have you been?” His palm brushed her chin. Nina gloated as Ethan showered her with his attention.“You two are so cute together.” Nicole cried a little too sweetly. Anthony watched with indifference at his older daughter’s show off at her immediate younger sister. A small crease formed on his forehead in concern for her but he shook it off in a split second. Anthony felt he could not afford to let emotions come to play at this critical moment. Gina watched with a heavy heart at how Ethan's eyes softened whenever they fell on Nina. Did Ethan actually cheat on her with Nina? She wanted to
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
Rrringgg! Gina was rudely awakened from sleep by the abrupt sound of her phone as it rang. She looked at the phone and swiped her thumb across the screen, permitting the high-pitched voice that screeched in her ears; “GINA, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU…” She hung up in irritation, cutting short her step-mother’s annoying screech and threw the phone on the bed. She looked up to see Chris already dressed. He looked ready for work. “I have a business meeting to attend to. There's a car waiting downstairs to take you home whenever you're ready.” He offered. “Thank you, Mr?” Gina raised an eyebrow as she looked at him in hopes that she could know his name at least.He patted her hair, and lowered himself to give her a peck on the forehead. “Don’t bother your pretty head over unnecessary things.” He hinted. She knew what he meant, this man was making it clear to her that this was nothing but a one night stand. Not that she expected more anyway, she would soon be married off to a strange bil
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
CHAPTER SIX Time seemed to slow down as Gina's hazel eyes locked on Chris's swirling honey brown orbs. Then, all of a sudden, the time began to move very fast, too fast actually for Gina to process her present situation. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that her heart was pounding in quick successions, accompanied by a loud voice in her head screaming for her to wake up from the unpleasant nightmare. She felt a piercing pain from how hard she bit her lower lip in an attempt to rouse herself from the arms of slumber.“I am indeed alive and awake”, she mumbled.“You’re welcome, my dear.” Chris greeted her warmly, his right hand patting Gina's shoulder lightly. “Thank you Mr…Carter.” Gina replied, with a smile that did not reach her eyes. She quickly remembered that Adams' surname on the marriage certificate was Carter and so she figured that the man who seemed to be Adams’ father would also be a Carter. “Looks like you’ve both met before now..” Adams' shot Gina a curious l
Gina slowly laid back on the bed, her mind mulling over the overwhelming events that had happened in just one day. This was just the first day of her marriage and she already had major problems, each one fighting for her attention, not allowing her a breath of relief. Which issue was she to resolve first? Was it the random stranger at the club who coincidentally is now her father in law?Gina felt she had seen a momentary sparkle in those blue eyes on seeing her and for some reason, it still lingered in her head. Or was it the outrageous rules the man she had just gotten married to had outlined for them to live by? Speaking of rules, Gina extended her left arm to grab the papers again. This time she read out the rules loudly. “Rule one; My freedom is paramount therefore, you are to stay completely clear off my business.Rule two; In the eyes of the public you're my wife, otherwise, you should maintain a distance. Rule three: You are to dress accordingly as your high profile as my w
Chris bit his lip as he walked away from the room. He had managed to put up his calm, understanding act long enough to fool the young lady but there was no way he could hide the truth from himself. He wanted nothing but to pull her off the ground and press her body against his. Maybe. Just maybe. He could steal a piece of the chunk of pleasure he had experienced the other night. “Are you alright, sir?” One of the maids asked, knocking him right out of his thoughts. His hands immediately went to his chin to make sure that he wasn't drooling. It wasn't until then he noticed that he was leaning on the door frame. “Yeah, I am. Just lost my balance,” he said, pushing his body upward to regain his composure. Only that, there was no way in hell would he be okay the way he was at the moment. A man who was okay would not be leaning on the door frame of his son's room fantasizing about his daughter-in-law. He straightened himself and cleared his throat before turning to the maid in hope
It was hard for Chris to pull his eyes away from his daughter in-law. He had never seen anyone look this gorgeous in such a simple dinner dress and stiletto. The champagne gold dress clung to her body like a second skin with the high slit running from her mid thigh down, accentuating her long flawless straight legs. And those heels? They were made for her. As though Gina felt Chris' intense gaze on her, she looked up to meet those deep blue eyes that fascinated her. Chris quickly recollected himself, tearing his eyes away from her and cleared his throat as his daughter in-law took a seat beside his son who merely threw her a glance as he drew out a seat for her. “Mia.” Gina steadied herself from falling. She did not expect that the sister she had been on the phone with about half an hour ago was already in her home all the while they spoke. She almost rolled her eyes as she saw how calmly seated her father was as though he did not just sell his daughter off for a business deal. C
That was a lie and the two men at the table had actually cared enough to look at her to know that it wasn't true.“I have told you already. You are a part of the family. Call me Chris.” “I'm sorry, sir…sorry..uhm.. Chris. It's just that I've been thinking...” Gina “Don't you worry your pretty head over anything, Gina. I'm sure you'll soon get used to everything here.” He quickly cut her short, thinking she was still bothered about their escapade. Adams couldn't help but chip in. “Sure. Don’t worry about whatever. There's a way of doing things here and you’ll get to learn them soon enough, that's if you want to survive here.” Survive here? She didn't know that she was being brought here to survive. She had thought she was getting married, no one had told her she was signing up to be thrown into prison. Had she known, she wouldn't have signed on the dotted lines then. “Don't scare her, Adams.” Chris scolded Adams before turning to Gina. “What do you plan to do now that you're here?
Gina got bored as the days went by. With no place to go and no one to talk to, she saw herself becoming often pissed and irritated. Her new status as a billionaire wife did not help her predicament at all as her husband wasn't in the least involved with her. It was true that she had no friends but this time, it was very different as she had the maid back home who talked to her nicely and respectfully and Mia who she shared almost everything with. She had tried to warm up to a few of the staff but they were still skeptical about her. With Adams and Chris always out for most of the day, she only ever got good company during dinner when they were both back from work. She resorted to cherishing every dinner as she always had real conversations with Chris. On very good days, Adams would chip in a sentence or two. Right now, she was preparing to go downstairs for dinner but this time she was going to ask for the very thing that had been on her mind for a few days now. Been indoors for alm
It was hard for Chris to pull his eyes away from his daughter in-law. He had never seen anyone look this gorgeous in such a simple dinner dress and stiletto. The champagne gold dress clung to her body like a second skin with the high slit running from her mid thigh down, accentuating her long flawless straight legs. And those heels? They were made for her. As though Gina felt Chris' intense gaze on her, she looked up to meet those deep blue eyes that fascinated her. Chris quickly recollected himself, tearing his eyes away from her and cleared his throat as his daughter in-law took a seat beside his son who merely threw her a glance as he drew out a seat for her. “Mia.” Gina steadied herself from falling. She did not expect that the sister she had been on the phone with about half an hour ago was already in her home all the while they spoke. She almost rolled her eyes as she saw how calmly seated her father was as though he did not just sell his daughter off for a business deal. C
Chris bit his lip as he walked away from the room. He had managed to put up his calm, understanding act long enough to fool the young lady but there was no way he could hide the truth from himself. He wanted nothing but to pull her off the ground and press her body against his. Maybe. Just maybe. He could steal a piece of the chunk of pleasure he had experienced the other night. “Are you alright, sir?” One of the maids asked, knocking him right out of his thoughts. His hands immediately went to his chin to make sure that he wasn't drooling. It wasn't until then he noticed that he was leaning on the door frame. “Yeah, I am. Just lost my balance,” he said, pushing his body upward to regain his composure. Only that, there was no way in hell would he be okay the way he was at the moment. A man who was okay would not be leaning on the door frame of his son's room fantasizing about his daughter-in-law. He straightened himself and cleared his throat before turning to the maid in hope
Gina slowly laid back on the bed, her mind mulling over the overwhelming events that had happened in just one day. This was just the first day of her marriage and she already had major problems, each one fighting for her attention, not allowing her a breath of relief. Which issue was she to resolve first? Was it the random stranger at the club who coincidentally is now her father in law?Gina felt she had seen a momentary sparkle in those blue eyes on seeing her and for some reason, it still lingered in her head. Or was it the outrageous rules the man she had just gotten married to had outlined for them to live by? Speaking of rules, Gina extended her left arm to grab the papers again. This time she read out the rules loudly. “Rule one; My freedom is paramount therefore, you are to stay completely clear off my business.Rule two; In the eyes of the public you're my wife, otherwise, you should maintain a distance. Rule three: You are to dress accordingly as your high profile as my w
CHAPTER SIX Time seemed to slow down as Gina's hazel eyes locked on Chris's swirling honey brown orbs. Then, all of a sudden, the time began to move very fast, too fast actually for Gina to process her present situation. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that her heart was pounding in quick successions, accompanied by a loud voice in her head screaming for her to wake up from the unpleasant nightmare. She felt a piercing pain from how hard she bit her lower lip in an attempt to rouse herself from the arms of slumber.“I am indeed alive and awake”, she mumbled.“You’re welcome, my dear.” Chris greeted her warmly, his right hand patting Gina's shoulder lightly. “Thank you Mr…Carter.” Gina replied, with a smile that did not reach her eyes. She quickly remembered that Adams' surname on the marriage certificate was Carter and so she figured that the man who seemed to be Adams’ father would also be a Carter. “Looks like you’ve both met before now..” Adams' shot Gina a curious l
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
Rrringgg! Gina was rudely awakened from sleep by the abrupt sound of her phone as it rang. She looked at the phone and swiped her thumb across the screen, permitting the high-pitched voice that screeched in her ears; “GINA, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU…” She hung up in irritation, cutting short her step-mother’s annoying screech and threw the phone on the bed. She looked up to see Chris already dressed. He looked ready for work. “I have a business meeting to attend to. There's a car waiting downstairs to take you home whenever you're ready.” He offered. “Thank you, Mr?” Gina raised an eyebrow as she looked at him in hopes that she could know his name at least.He patted her hair, and lowered himself to give her a peck on the forehead. “Don’t bother your pretty head over unnecessary things.” He hinted. She knew what he meant, this man was making it clear to her that this was nothing but a one night stand. Not that she expected more anyway, she would soon be married off to a strange bil
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