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
The next morning, it was a bit late when Roxanne woke up from sleep.Rays of sunlight was already slipping through her curtains into the room.Giving an idea of how long she had slept.She stretched her body, as she felt a sense of lightness Settle in her chest.It felt unfamiliar.She remembered the kiss with Ciel from last night.And she realized she could not push it away no matter how hard she tried.His gentle touch and how it made her tingle kept playing in her mind.Although she had let guard down and gotten intimate with him since they got married, in the back of her mind, she kept reminding herself that their marriage was nothing more than a contract.It was just a means to an end.But now, she wondered if that was really the case as it stands now.She was still thinking when her thoughts was interrupted by a knock on the door of her room.“Come in,” she said, thinking it was one of the domestic staff.But it was Ciel that came inside.He came in and leaned against the frame
The air around them was cool as they kept on enjoying the moment with each other.The park gave them a chance the enjoy free and cool serene environment.Also, it was a perfect backdrop for the closeness they were feeling at the moment.He placed a hand on hers and the warmth of their skin touching sent tingles up her am.It was a funny and strangely comforting feeling.It had been long she had this some of ease with a man, and now she is getting it with Ciel and not just anyone.Ciel, in his usual manner, kept still and exuded a confidence that tells something about his Status.His crisp shirt was flying around as the air blew it.There was softeness in the way he held her, it was in contrast to the icy demeanor he always carried around whenever he is at work.They decided to leave the park since it was getting late.Even though, neither of them was in a hurry to get home.Roxanne looked at him from the corner of her eye, as she glanced at the streetlights on the alley.They walked s
The city noise was gentle around them as Roxanne stood, facing Ciel, who was still smirking.She smiled at him too after his answer.She knew he was also hesitant to give a direct answer.And although she knew the right answer to all the questions she was asking him, she just wanted him to say it.The evening air was blowing against their body.They had a nice and lovely dinner. It had been warm, and intimate in a way she had not expected. The same feeling goes for Ciel.After the dinner, they had decided to walk around a bit with no particular reason or destination in mind.It was strange to her how everything had felt natural between them for a while now.He looked at her, his hands were inside the pockets of his trousers.He had stopped smirking.“You are quiet.”It was her turn to smirk.“You say that like it's something bad.”“No, no, it's not bad.” He said.“It is just unusual. You always have something to say. But silence does not look good on you.”She scoffed, playfully nudgi
It was evening period the day Roxanne finally finished the training she had been undergoing under one of Ciel's associate.She was now fully prepared for all the turns of corporate life.She inhaled as she held her shirt tighter around her shoulders.The past few weeks had been time consuming for her.It was focused on refining her skills, mastering the art of negotiation in business, and also sharpening her ability to take charge as the leader that she is with a solid confidence.She had been receptive towards the teaching and had worked tirelessly to understand how the intricate business world works, it's politics and the power plays that goes on.Every session of the training had pushed her further, breaking down her old self and rebuilding her into a stronger woman.A bit too strong.But now, she is done with it.She had completed every single one of the training.But as she stepped out of the building she was in, there was this unexpected feeling in her chest, lingering there as
She looked at her mother as she smirked.She could not determine what was going through her mind.She had just told her she needed to be smarter about the way she approaches things, especially when it concerns Roxanne.And she realized she was right.At this point, the whole family is in a mess, all because everything they tried to do to make Roxanne feel like shit ended up elevating her, and they are put to shame.Her mother too was staring back at her with a smirk and for a moment, it felt like both of them were in a battle to know who stares harder.Finally, she said.“Before we proceed with whatever it is that we would do later on, I want you to know that I was deeply disappointed with what you did at the competition though.”She sighed.“The consequences of what you have done may take some time before it goes away.”Reina's heart raced with different emotions.She felt ashamed as she listened to Evelyn speak.The words got to her and it took great composure not to have cried at t
After Martha had left, she was left alone in the big mansion with her thoughts.Asides her domestic staff, she was the only one at home and due to that, there was lots of quiet.However, the heavy silence was pressing down on her like a big stone as she relaxed on the sofa in the living room.She grabbed the glass she was drinking from earlier and gulped down the wine inside it, as she replayed what Martha said about her daughter over and over again in her mind.The fact she came to her home to mock her about it made the whole thing stung.This would not have happened if Reina had not been irrational, and had just listened to her.She had told her not to do anything irrational, else she would not be there to help clean up her mess.But she had not listened.Even the mess she had gotten herself into was something even she, her mother, can not even help her from if she wanted to.Martha had had a smirk on that had been meant to subtly let her know how much of a failure she was as a moth
Evelyn Renwick, the wife of Derek Renwick sat in her living, sipping from a glass of wine. Her grand space had lovely lights all over, but the beauty of her surrounding could not help her sour mood. The news about Roxanne's rise to fame and power had not passed her by. Not a day goes by that she does not read about her exploits on the internet. There were numerous articles written about her, her new fame and power status in the Fashion industry. “Roxanne Sebastien: The New Face of the Fashion World.” “From an unknown woman to a Fashion Mogil- How she Beat the Odds!” “The Big Slam Victory at Curl's Competition - Roxanne's Dominance!” She curled her lips in disdain whenever she come across such articles. It was not enough that she had ruined her husband, but now she had the audacity to outshine Reina? The thought of it made her chest burn with frustration. Her daughter, Reina, had called her the day after the scandal unfolded at the competition, ranting about her Roxanne's
At the police station, the cold air of the cell stung Derek Renwick in the face.How had been here for a week and it was the worst experience of his life.In his whole life, this was the first time he had ever been locked up.Whenever the officers come to check on him it give him food, and they lock the metallic gates behind them after they done, the loud clinking sound it makes always remind that of his fall from grace.Today was different though.Today is the day he regains freedom.He straightened his wrinkled shirt as he prepared to be taken out.His appearance was now rough, a reflection of his broken pride.Weeks behind bars had stripped him of his arrogance. His hair, once neatly combed, hung in unruly strands over his forehead. Days behind bars had made him humble to an extent. His combed his hair neatly, but there were still some unruly strands over his forehead.Days of sl
He then turned to look at her again.He was just frozen on that spot, unable to do anything.The weight of her words hung over him like a misty cloud.She had lied to him and manipulated him to think highly of her with the most wicked of all tricks.And the sad thing is that he had fallen for the lies.Who would not believe his woman is pregnant for me when she says so when you know you have been having sexual relations with her for some time?The floor beneath his shoes felt slippery, and it felt like all that made him while was breaking apart, from the foundation.Taking a deep breath, he said.“I can not believe everything was a lie about the pregnancy. Damn. Why?”His hand trembled a bit but he put it behind his back immediately to avoid being seen as weak.Reina, casually leaned back against the big Piano by the window, feeling nonchal