CHAPTER 3
Roxanna's POV
Evelyn pulled me into the mansion, but I kept resisting, trying my best to get her hands off me. I didn't want to get married. Not this way.
I would rather sell my body somewhere and make money from a rich old man than get tied to a disabled stranger.
My pleas went on deaf ears as Evelyn kept pulling me to my bedroom upstairs.
“Let go of me!” I yelled for the umpteenth time, but she ignored me and pulled harder.
“You’d better keep your mouth shut and come with me!” She yelled back, but I refused to be pulled like some animal. With the last remaining energy left in me, I bit her arm; the very one that kept pulling me continuously.
“Ahhh!! You animal!” Evelyn shrieked and released her hold on me. I saw that as a good opportunity to make a run for the exit.
“Stop her! Catch her and don't let her escape!” I heard Evelyn's voice from behind and I ran even faster.
Once I got outside the mansion, I ran directly to the roadside to flag down a taxi. Thankfully, I found a taxi and hurriedly got in.
The guards sent after me stopped the moment the taxi drove away from the Renwick's estate.
The tears I held back for so long began to fall uncontrollably as I sniffed, trying hard to dry up the tears.
I caught the driver staring at me through the rearview and I hurriedly composed myself.
“Where to, miss?” He asked after he saw I had wiped my tears.
“To any bar around.” The words came out of my mouth even before I could realize it.
The driver glanced at me once more, “Are you sure about that miss?” He asked and I shot him a glare.
“And what do you mean by that?” I asked him in return, he kept quiet and faced the road immediately.
Soon, he pulled up before a bar and turned to me.
“We're here, ma'am.” I looked out the window to see that we indeed had arrived at a bar.
I got down from the taxi and paid him for the ride, then turned to face the bar which I had bravely asked the driver to take me to.
I didn't know why, but for some unknown reason, I had this feeling and urge to go get a drink and unwind. I just wanted to have peace for a day without having to think of any of my present problems.
And Finn was still hospitalized, I still had to think of how to gather the money for his surgery.
I dragged in a haggard breath before making my way into the bar. This was my first time being here, but I ignored the looks everyone threw at me and made my way to the counter. Once I made myself comfortable on the counter, the bartender came up to me.
“Hi Miss, what would you like?” He asked, flashing me a smile as I blinked.
What would I like? I never even visited any bar in my life, but I needed the relief and I wouldn't hesitate to let loose tonight. Who knows, I might never have the freedom ever again.
“Give me the strongest drink you have here.” I said, and I saw the amused look that flashed in the eyes of the bartender.
He walked off and returned with a drink.
“Here's the strongest drink for ladies,” he said as he handed me the glass. Without thinking, I chucked the content into the back of my throat.
Being alcohol, I never knew the effect would be that grave for a newbie to chuck it down.
I winced at the burning sensation that assaulted my throat the next minute.
“Don't down it that way, you look like a newbie.” The bartender chuckled.
I extended the glass to him, even though I was close to passing out from the momentary loss of air from my lungs.
The bartender gave me a once-over look before adhering to giving me another shot.
I did a count down in my head and went ahead to repeat my previous act, not minding the words of the bartender.
I downed the drink in one go and winced again, holding my neck dramatically as I gasped for air.
Just when I felt the effect of the drink kicking in with the dizziness and sudden lightness I felt, I realized that someone had been staring at me for quite a while.
I whipped my head to the side, only to be met with piercing silver eyes staring back at me.
His eyes were so clear and cold, pulling me in and at the same time warning me off. I found this particular stranger handsome, or maybe it was the drink's effect.
“Hey pretty boy,” I called out and leaned in his direction, a smile made its way to my lips as I watched the surprised look that flashed in his eyes.
“What?...why are you staring at me as if I grew an extra head, huh?” I asked again, hiccuping also. The pretty boy must be disgusted with me already.
“Seriously….. is something on my face or did you also fall in love at first sight with me?” I asked and pouted at the last part. The same lie Devian told me.
He still didn't say a word, but I still went ahead to ask again, “Or do you want to sleep with me?”
I heard a gasp from the side and I turned to see the bartender's eyes flashing with fear. I raised a brow at him, “What?.... Did…did I really grow an extra head?” I asked him as fear consumed me. I felt my head, trying to feel the second head, but there was nothing.
I released a sigh of relief and turned to the handsome stranger again.
“I'm a virgin!” I suddenly announced and I saw him raise a questioning brow.
“Miss…” the bartender began, but the stranger silenced him with just one look.
I ignored the bartender also and boldly whispered to the stranger, “I'm willing to sell my virginity to you…..only if you give me the amount of money I'll ask for.” I said and hiccuped again.
“And how much are you willing to sell it for?” He finally said something, his deep voice making my toes curl.
“$10,000” I blurted out, that was exactly Finn's hospital bill amount.
“Just that?” He asked as he took a sip of his drink. His movements were graceful and elegant.
“Yes, I don't want much,” I replied and he nodded.
“As long as there wouldn't be any strings attached, I'm willing to comply.”
“Yes, Yes…..no strings_” I hiccuped, “No strings attached.”
***
I arrived at the hospital the next day, still feeling disgusted with myself and happy at the same time, I got the most shocking news of my life.
Finn had been taken away by my father and stepmother. He was transferred to another hospital that no one knew about. My entire world crumbled as tears stung my eyes.
Why was passing through all these? Why did my family have to treat me even more than a stranger?
They were heartless and merciless, not caring about anything except their selfish gains; The Renwick's Firm.
I already had the money, but it seemed useless at this point since I couldn't even use it to save my brother.
I felt used and embarrassed, remembering what I had to do for the money.
Just then, I got a call from Evelyn and when I connected the call, she said, “If you still want to see Finn, then come back home and get married to Ciel Sébastien .”
CHAPTER 4 Roxanne's POVAfter I returned to Renwick's Manor, I was brought into the bedroom and dressed up in a white wedding dress. Everyone was rude, including the makeup artist herself. She asked me to make sure I never let a tear slip from my eyes or she would deal with me.I was trying so hard not to tear up, especially after the disgusting thing I had to do for money. I felt like a slut, a whore that my father had called my mother.Even though my mother wasn't a whore, I still got irked each time my father called her that. It even made me believe sometimes that my mother could be a whore.Now I had to do this to confirm that even if my mother wasn't a whore, I turned out to be a whore.Just then the room door was pushed open and Derek walked in.He gestured for the makeup artists and everyone else in the room to excuse us. Once everyone had left, I dropped the facade and turned to glare at him.“Where is Finn?!” I asked as my entire body shook, anger and pain filling me again
The whole room was in a complete silence as Derek and Devian tried to process what Ciel just said. The expected groom was supposed to be crippled, not this tall and confident man, who is clearly in control of the situation at the moment.Roxanne is also shocked. Not only is Ciel Sebastien not disabled, but he is also the same mysterious “Pretty boy” from the bar the previous night. Her heart raced with conflicting emotions ranging from disbelief, confusion, and embarrassment.Derek’s face turns pale instantly as soon as he realizes his mistake. He had thought the expected groom would be a crippled, powerless man. Now, he is looking at an imposing and powerful man who clearly does not appear like someone to be taken lightly.Ciel moves forward as he addressed Derek coldly.“So, Mr. Renwick, tell me, you were saying something about your Son in law?” His voice is calm, but it unsettles Derek.Derek tried to talk, in a bid to regain control. “There…there must have been some mistake! We we
At the wedding venue, some distance away from the Renwick Manor, ripples of disbelief quickly spread through like wildfire.Although the wedding was supposed to be private, word has a way of quickly traveling, especially when the impossible had just happened before the few selected audience present.“So the Sebastien heir is not crippled?”“Could this be a set up?”“Are Renwick's aware?”“Did they think they could deceive the Sebastiens?Many more started to whisper, and suddenly, it doesn't matter that only a few people were originally invited to grace the wedding ceremony.The weight of the revelation felt too great to be held in. Business associates, family allies, and even the high ranking guests who were in the hall of the event started exchanging funny looks, sending texts and making hushed calls.Within some minutes, everyone in the Sebastien estate and beyond will come to know the truth.Back at the Renwick’s Manor, Derek Renwick stands frozen, with a poorly concealed panicked
The drive to the Sebastien estate is chokingly silent.Roxanne sits in the back of the luxury car stiffly, her hands curled into her lap. Across from her, her new husband reclines with effortless grace, his suit well tailored, and his gaze distant.He has not spoken a word to her since they left the wedding venue, not even a whisper of reassurance, no comments…. Just nothing.It was as if the whole drama at the wedding had been nothing more than a formality to him.The reality of it starts to settle on her like a huge weight.She is now Roxanne Sebastien.Not by her choice, not by love, but her circumstance.When the car finally pulls over at the estate, Roxanne felt herself gasping.The Sebastien estate is something out of a dream, it was a kingdom. It has towering iron gates that stretches beyond what her eyes can fully take in at once.The mansion itself was ahead, a grand architectural work of glass, marbles and carefully curated history. It has manicured gardens from the entrance
She moved carefully the next day down the halls of the mansion. Such estate was literally a world in itself, vast and bigger than one could think, and silent.One could smell power and wealth from every part of the house, from the crystal chandeliers overhead to the windows that looked at the perfectly manicured gardens. The ceilings were dauntingly lofty with elaborate ornate, and the air perfumed with the faintest scent of polished wood and expensive cologne. It had its beauty, but it was distinctively chilling.And she felt it was not meant for her.Not because she was not worthy, no, she refused to believe that.But because this world had been built without her in mind.Heavily weighed down by the Sebastien name, even more so than the heaviest piece of jewelry she had ever worn, she walked along corridors where she could feel the eyes of the staff upon her. Their faces were placid, as far as she could tell; they had little to say to each other, but She wasn't that naive. There
The troubles started sooner than expected.Roxanne had just barely started to adjust to the Sebastien mansion before the world outside tried to claw her neck.And, of course, who else would make that move if not Reina.She was very desperate.Roxanne was standing near the stairs when she heard noises from the front door.The domestic staff were trying to keep their voices low, but she could see through the tensionCurious, she moved forward as her eyes narrowed until she could see the unwelcome guest.It was Reina.She had a fitted gown on. She was looking desperate.“I am here to see Ciel,” she said with a firm voice. “There has been a terrible misunderstanding.”The butler, an older man with a look of practiced indifference, replied evenly, “Mr. Sebastien has not requested to see any visitors.”Reina's polished bravado cracked for a split secon
Every black Tie Charity Gala is a work of art. For a typically grand ceremony like this, an equally grand venue in New York takes precedence: the who-who from this gala extends from CEOs all the way down to celebrities, that mix of power players that have fashioned this city into one of wealth and influence.Photographers lined the entrances, illuminating the red carpet stretching toward the double doors of the ballroom with their flashes.Roxanne sat inside the limousine now almost slowing down. She shifted uncomfortably, the cool sliding sweat slipping between her fingers and the fine cloth of her dress.The dress had been selected out of a whole list drawn by the sebastien family, especially for occasions like this. It was a very elegant piece-black and clung to her curves, then flowed effortlessly onto the floor.It was the kind of piece designed to turn heads, not that she was quite sure it was a good t
The next morning after the gala, the world was already buzzing.Roxanne was scrolling through her phone with a pounding heart, as article after article flashed across her phone screen.“Mrs.Sebastien’s Mysterious Past -Who Really is Roxanne Renwick?”“Ciel Sebastien’s Wife Exposed? The Night She Does not Want Anyone To Know About!”“A Billionaire’s Bride……or Just another Gold-Digger?”Her palms became sweaty as she held her phone. Her breathed hitched at the words across the page when she opened one of the articles.“An inside source had claimed that Roxanne Renwick had a secret lover before her sudden marriage to Ciel Sebastien, whose identity she had discreetly kept undsiclosed. But what could she be hiding? A wild one night stand, or something even more disgraceful? Source suggest that the night before her wedding, she was spotted leaving an hotel premises with a man whose identity could not be confirmed. Could it be that her
She just sat there, looking at Ciel in silence.She was angry Reina had tried to make another attempt to seduce her husband.It was quite pathetic.She wondered what she was trying to achieve with the seduction.Was she trying to get back at her?If that is the case, is that not a weak attempt?Or could there be a deeper conspiracy at play?A target at her career, maybe?Or she was just hell bent on ruining her public image by getting involved in a scandal with her husband?That was still weak and predictable.But the fact she did made an attempt to steal her husband was something she would not forgive her for.Ciel could see the anger in her eyes.He had seen her angry before but that was something else.The look on her face was of something he could not decipher.It was not not anger.It was a cold one that could tear down Reina if she was with them at that moment.She then breathed out slowly, as her chest rose and fell in controlled breaths.“I promise. I am going to destroy her.”
As Ciel left her on the green, Reina felt indignation run through her.She stomped her feet on the green grass as heavily as possible.She was furious.She had been trying to hold the anger in.But she had to let it out now that he had left.Her perfectly done and styled hair that she had spent a considerable amount of time to get done, now felt heavy and kind of pointless.Her confidence had been at an all time high when she got here had actually shattered the moment she realized Ciel had seen through her schemes but she had kept a straight face.She could not believe it.She had been subtly mocked again.Her advances had been rejected.Ciel had not even shown any signs that whatever she did had gotten to him.He had not considered entertaining the idea of her advances.She thought she was making progress when he agreed to play a game with her.Only to realize he had agreed only to make it clear to her that she disgusted him.Her fingers clenched around the gold club as she bent down
As Ciel gathered his things in a bid to move away, his mind thought about many things.He had never been the one to indulge in meaningless conversations, but the way Reina was pursuing the conversation with him in a relentless manner was becoming amusing to him.As he turned to away, he hesitated and looked back to Reina.His lips then curled into a smirk.“You know, I heard an interesting rumor, Reina.”Raising an eyebrow, she asked with some interest.“Oh really? What kind of rumor could that be?”He calmly set his things down with an effortless grace that only added to his aura.He then tilted his head a bit, looking at her in a way that seems to be weakening every single one of her defenses.Still smirking, he said.“I heard you were pregnant.”The words came unexpectedly to Reina.It felt like a slap to her face, but she managed to keep her expression neutral.Regardless of how she tried to compose herself, she could feel her pulse quicken as she heard what he said.With a scoff,
Reina had always been a girl who got what she wanted from childhood.And it transcends into her adolescence, up till her present age.And it translated into how she relates with men.To her, she believes men are predictable in nature, and if you can offer them the right temptation, they would lose their composure and fall.It has worked a lot of times and will continue to work.She thought her dad's idea was great, but before her dad finalized his plan, she decided to try something on her own.She believes Ciel may see through what her dad was planning.He was not stupid.That she knows too well.He was a different breed of man.Therefore, she decided a one on one meeting with him first would help do the trick.The private golf club in the city was a place that is exclusively for the elites.It's a place where businessmen meet and make deals, while playing games leisurely.It's also an opportunity to waste money on drinks worth thousands of dollars.They do not hesitate to make such t
“It's cold out there. I need to get warm.”Derek told his wife as he proceeded to the living room.His mind was reeling with the fact that what he came to do had been unexpectedly easy to carry out.Reina had broken up with Devian.He had not expected that.He was here to try to convince her to temporarily abandon Devian in pursuit of what he wants her to do for him.Because he knew how stubborn she could be when she was being persuaded.But she had already left him on her own.The revelation made him smile as he walked to a seat.This was really perfect.At Least the burden of being a manipulative father, trying to pressurize his daughter into making a difficult choice she may not want to make is off his chest.The choice had already been made before he came around.And now, it aligns perfectly with his plans.She was free, and will be unbothered by the distraction of a lover who may want to get in the way of his plans.That said, this means she would be able to use her charms to the
Derek went to his mansion after he left Bellamy Couture.He stared at the big iron gates in front of his house.It symbolizes dominance to him, which was why he had it then.This house has always been his pride and his fortress.Where he had made many of the plans that were meant to progress the family's legacy.Now, it felt like a foreign place to him as he stood outside the gates.But it was his.He had to go in.He adjusted his cap on his head, pulling it lower over his face.He was not sure if his wife would recognize him like this.But he does not care at this point.He just wanted to see them.He felt like he had been left behind and the world moved on without him since he was in the police cell.He was beginning to think why he bothered with a disguise when he came.But he had always been cautious.It was a habit he could not shake off.Not especially now that he had a plan.The humiliation he had suffered at his late wife's company was not something he could easily erase from
He looked at himself from head to toe using the glass of the building.He felt sorry for himself.Adjusting himself, he started to move slowly.He had no clear destination in mind but he could not continue to stay here.It was one thing to be humiliated by his daughter.It was another thing for others to think he was an imposter.As he did not clearly look like the Derek Renwick they once knew.And given everything the receptionist said, it was obvious no one believes he could have a chance in his daughter's life again after all he did to her.As he moved, the cold wind did not help matters.It bit him sharply.The humiliation still burns him like a red fire.He had come here to at least, make peace, but was not expecting it to be easy, however the hostility he got was something he never planned for.Roxanne had dismissed him utterly and nonchalantly.His own daughter.She was contemptuous with the way she looked at him.It was like he was nothing more than a dirt on the floor under h
And for the first time in a long while, Derek felt nervous.He had not felt this way before now.All his business life, he had walked into buildings with his head high, because he knew everyone around him would bow to his authority.He had always commanded respect whenever he went effortlessly, and used power like a tool.But today, as he stood before the big entrance of his late wife's company, the mother of Roxanne, Bellamy Couture, he felt like he had never been there before.He felt like a beggar coming to beg for alms.He was dressed in an old, nondescript coat.He had a cap pulled over his face very low.He does not look like the man who had been the largest shareholder of this company.He was, however, not here as Derek Renwick, former largest shareholder.He was here under disguise as a father, one who was desperately hoping to seek an audience with his daughter he had once thrown aside.He looked at the glass doors, looking so large before him.It shone under the midmorning s
He sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.Luck was on his side.It was just about time for the broadcast of the latest business news in town.He was glued to the TV, waiting to see what was going to happen.His eyes rolled as he saw what was happening.His hands trembled as he tried to steady it against his thighs.“And in today's news, we bring to you the recent updates from Bellamy Couture, the company has been on a steady rise since its newly appointed CEO, Roxanne Sebastien, resumed office. The company had already secured high profile partnership deals, leveraging on the star power of the CEO, which also proves her capability in the highly competitive fashion industry.”She paused before she continued.“Experts predict that this new change in the company, under the new leadership will bring about numerous progress and soon enough, the company will surpass its previous records. This is not thanks to the CEO, who is also one of the sought after women in the industry, and her position