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 look, his brow raised, forming an arc.
“Come on, son. You sometimes forget who your father is.” Chris flashed a small smile concealing the guilt tugging at the strings of his heart.
It was true that he had the means to get any information about whosoever he wanted to but then, he did not think that the lone girl he met at the club the other night had a thing to do with his son.
“How did I actually make such a silly mistake?” He thought to himself.
“Well, this isn't a big deal, your surname's Carter and he addressed you as ‘son’ just few minutes ago. So yeah, I just put two and two together.”
“You’ve got a smart one as wife then. Nice pick.” Chris said with a laugh and turned back on his heels, leading the newly married couple in.
Gina's eyes lingered on him the whole time they made their way into the mansion.
Chris’ cheerful expression was different from the intimidating man she had met at the club a few days ago.
“He’s a lot better than his son, though.” she reasoned.
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“You okay?” Adams cold voice broke her out of her conflicting thoughts, he leaned in closer, studying her expression. His eyes, in complete contrast with his question as it showed no iota of concern.
Gina straightened her back, and raised her chin to meet his cold eyes. “Yes, I'm fine.”
Without further questions or even a remark, Adams settled himself effortlessly into the armchair and opened his briefcase, bringing out a file from it. He pulled out a paper work from the file.
“To be on the safe side, there are rules to abide by in this marriage of ours.” He stretched out his arms towards Gina for her to take the paperwork in his hand.
Gina received the files in his hand and began to scan through it, studying it carefully. Her heart dropped as it slowly dawned on her that her hopes of salvaging her marriage even if it was an arranged one was being washed down the drain by the same man who was supposed to be her partner. They were both supposed to work alongside each other to make their marriage work.
“This is outrageous!” She yelled and looked up at him. "What stupid rules and regulations are these?
Adams had no response to her reaction, he was expecting more than a yell anyway.
“What is this? How do you expect me to stay out of your business? I am your wife!” If he heard her, he did not show it. Inwardly, he wanted her to rant, that way, she'll let out all she had in mind. What he did not expect were the next words that left her lips.
“How about sex then? You surely do not expect me to help myself with that, do you?” Gina questioned with a frown, much to his surprise.
His expression darkened greatly with a chilling silence filling the room as he stared at her. He felt that the woman before him was right but for some reason, he seemed to get upset.
“We’ll see to that. I have a whole lot to do at the moment, Mrs Carter.” With that, he got up from his seat and walked out of the room leaving Gina all by herself to battle with the screaming voices in her head.
“What the hell just happened?” Gina felt at a loss, what was happening to her at the moment was a far cry from what she had imagined would be a perfect wedding night.
"Why can't I just have a happy moment?" Her eyes glistened with tears as she thought about her life.
“Take a deep breath Gina.” She cautioned herself, inhaling and holding her breath a little over a second and then, “out”. She exhaled.
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
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
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 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
“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
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