CELINE HERRERA POV
Belshar gaze lifted and I expected to be berated since he'd taken his sweet time to stare me down but instead, he just walked past me, his rich deep baritone sending a shiver up my spine as he spoke to someone behind me.
It was as if I didn't exist. Picking myself up from the floor and wiping at my ruined shirt, I took a deep breath, my rage all but forgotten, and stepped out of the club.
The night air was harsh against my skin and as I sat at a city bench, waiting for my best friend I couldn't help but feel down and miserable.
Was I really that plain that I couldn't even hold Belshar's attention for even a minute, even when I'd spilled drinks on him?
That wasn't the rumor I'd heard about him, of course, he was a very mysterious person and no one knew Jack about his personal life, but the one thing he was notorious for was his ruthlessness, so was I just not worth his effort.
"What the hell are you doing out here... And where the hell is your phone, I've been trying to reach you to find out which spot you were" Julie huffed as she dropped into the space next to me, her eyes narrowing when I met them and I laughed nervously and slowly reached to pat her arm.
"Sorry, Julie, my phone was in my purse. I am also a bit out of it as you can see"
She rolled her eyes. "Obviously, because you wouldn't be caught on a city bench if your life depended on it," she said and I smiled.
"True, but things change when you least expect them to, don't they?"
Julie nodded. "But El Salvador club... What the hell are you even doing here"
I sighed, rubbing at my face. "I'm so fucking pissed Julie... " I took a deep breath because I was starting to feel choked up, and then I dragged my hand through my hair. "I thought I could find someone"
Julie paused, she stared at me. "Is this about your grandfather's ridiculous request?" she asked and I nodded. "I thought you weren't going to push through with it... I told you it would be a disaster"
The lump grew thicker in my chest. "How could I not... I am going to lose everything to Delia, everything I have worked my whole life for if I do not get married and have a child before her... I hate them so much, so much" I got out, then wiped fiercely at the single tear that fell from my eyes. "But I might as well give up since apparently I am so ugly, no one would even bother to look twice in my direction"
Julie grabbed my hand and forced me to face her. "Hey, don't say that about yourself... You are a very beautiful woman and I am sure there are a lot of men out there dying to be with you"
I shook her hold off. "I know you are trying to make me feel better Julie, but you and I know that beautiful is not a word you'd use to describe me."
Julie sighed. "You are right, but you do have something that makes you quite unique... You have the juiciest pinkest lips ever, men kill themselves over that"
"Julie" I groaned. "That is not helping me right now"
Julie sighed. "I am just saying that even though we are not the most beautiful women out there, we have what makes us unique besides looks aren't everything," she said holding my gaze. "Money is" she finished and I scoffed.
"You really had me at the first part"
"That was the plan" she chuckled. "Look, I am sure you can beat Delia and get what rightfully belongs to you, you just have to use your head"
"That's all I have anyway" I muttered and she glared at me. "Fine fine... But there's really nothing I can do... Every time I put myself out there, I always end up disappointed or scammed, or Delia comes sweeping in to steal anyone that shows interest in me, like George that I was supposed to meet today"
"That bitch" Julie cursed. "What is her problem anyways... I thought she was going through a phase in college, but I guess it wasn't... She's really out to destroy your life"
"Don't I know it" I sighed, then laid back on the seat rest.
"What if you just had a contract marriage? All you have to do is find a filthy rich billionaire who is under pressure like you are, get him to agree to your terms, and get married."
"Yeah I don't think it's that easy and which super-rich billionaire in this day and age is under pressure from their family to get married"
"Belshar Nessar Abed is," she said and I jerked to an upright position.
Julie cursed and sat upright too. "What! What!" She asked, her eyes darting around in alarm before they came back to me. "What the hell is wrong"
"You just said Belshar" I choked out and she slowly nodded.
"I know everyone thinks he's an evil Mafia killer, he probably is but he is also the only billionaire I know who is being pressed to get married... I guess it has to do with his mafia ties, have to continue the lineage"
I gaped at her wondering how she knew he was being pressed to get married, or anything about him whatsoever. "So you're saying I should approach Belshar and get him to sign a marriage contract with me despite all the rumors surrounding him and the fact that he is also my business rival? And how do you know he's being pressed to find a wife"
Julie stared back at me. "Is that important right now? The way I see it, you don't get to be picky if you want to keep your company for yourself, and your grandfather never gave conditions on who the man could be, he just said it had to be a billionaire.. now let's say you get Belshar, and you lose the bet, you can get him to take over the company, that way Delia would also lose everything, but you, you won't lose anything all... You get to make your grandfather and Delia pay for everything they have done to you, and it won't be hard too, Belshar is gay apparently" she finished, looking awfully pleased with herself.
"What" I managed after two minutes of just staring at her with my mouth agape.
"It's either that or losing everything to Delia. And you need to step up your game fast or Delia is going to find out about everything I just told you and go after Belshar, then it would truly be over for you. Don't you want to get revenge after everything Delia had done to you"
Julie made it look as if it was something easy she was suggesting when in fact it was the hardest thing to achieve.
"And the fact that I have to have a child within two years, how am I going to get a child if he's gay"
Julie rolled her eyes. "Girl, you just need his sperm and I am sure he's going to give it to you to save face"
"You speak as if he's going to agree to any of this madness... He probably won't... Not after what happened today" I muttered the last bit to myself.
"You are right he might not agree but you won't know that if you do not try right. All I know is if you want to be ahead of Delia, Belshar is your best bet. You are a good businesswoman woman aren't you, and you're also good at convincing people to do things your way... So what's stopping you now... Treat this as a business deal and cash in on it"
I shook my head and then flinched when Julie grabbed me by the shoulder.
"Whatever you decide to do, you better make sure Delia does not find out about it, because if you fail I can guarantee you Delia won't," she said and that just made me mad.
I stared at the city, my heart throbbing beneath my chest.
Could I really do it? I remembered the icy cold stare of Belshar that had stolen all the air out of my lungs and clenched my fist. He hadn't spared me a backward glance after that... So could I really get him to agree to a contract marriage?
I stared down at my hands that I'd placed on my thighs, and listened to Julie chattering away.
She was right, if I was going to compete with Delia, I had to use someone more powerful, someone not easily Influenced, someone whom even if I lost I still stood to gain a lot.
It was going to be a two-year marriage contract and he didn't even have to know that I needed a child to seal the deal... I didn't want a custody battle... Belshar was Mafia, there was no way he would allow me to leave if we had a child together... No, he would allow me to leave but not the child.
Fuck, what was I even thinking? Was I seriously considering this?
I glanced up at the sky and flinched when a raindrop onto my cheek.
"I am seriously considering this"
Julie turned to me."Did you say something?"
I shook my head, staring straight ahead.
All my life, I have been pushed and pulled in every direction. It was time I took the reins and steered my life in the way I wanted.
Finding love might be too late for me since I was going to marry someone who probably would never spare me a glance, but winning against Delia and getting the company wasn't.
"This time I will win, Delia. I. Will. Win"
DELIA HERRERA POVI didn't like George... Didn't like the way he smelled either, the reason I was here was all because of Belshar Nessar Abed and as he walked past me to go meet up with his wife's cousin Bella, I couldn't help but watch him.But it was annoying. His wife was already dead so why was he still meeting up with her relatives?On the surface, people didn't know Belshar had been married... I'd had to dig and pay a lot of money to obtain the information... Belshar was a very private person, the only thing not so private about him was that he was a psychotic killer who destroyed lives with no emotion. Still, he was my one desire. He was also the sort of person who cut people off just for the fun of it, so should I worry that he was still so close to his wife's cousin?Bella was not someone I could easily go against... Not everyone was as spineless as Celine, but God damn it, I wish I could. She was the reason Belshar hadn't noticed me tonight.He'd bumped into Celine of cours
CELINE HERRERA POV"This is so nerve-wracking," I said clutching to the contract that I'd drawn up". I had already emailed Belshar and hadn't gotten a reply... Was that a rejection... Should I even go ahead with this? "Are you sure this is the right thing to do though?" Karen asked. She was someone I always confided in before I went through with things because, despite her age, she was quite practical. "What else can I do, Karen? Going on dates isn't going to cut it... Plus building a relationship that leads to marriage takes time... The only way I can be married and have a child in two years is this way""I understand that, but why does it have to be Belshar? His name literally sends fear slithering down people's spines whenever it is mentioned and now you want to shackle two years of your life to him. That man is a monster""What other choice do I have!" I yelled losing my temper that had been on a thin line after my encounter with Delia the night before. "I am about to lose my com
CELINE HERRERA POVI gaped in horror as the cold air hit my bare skin. My dress was ripped down to my waist and if I'd thought that would stop Belshar from throwing me out, it didn't, he pushed me out and slammed the door behind me.I stood like a fish that had been taken out of the ocean, staring at the dozen pairs of eyes that were all trained on me.My eyes burned, the humiliation making my face hot. I clutched my dress close, forced a smile onto my lips, and tried not to break down as I blindly navigated my way out of the huge company.Once I stepped into the elevator and the door shut, the tears that I'd tried so hard to hold in started falling. I sobbed so hard that when the elevator stopped on the first floor, my eyes were puffy and red-rimmed. I stepped outside the elevator only to freeze as camera lights flashed in my face from all directions.Reporters? What the hell were reporters doing here... Did Delia find out that I would be coming here and have all this planned? Que
BELSHAR NESSAR ABED POV Celine looked utterly terrified and she had every right to be after the stunt she pulled... She dared to lie using my name. God, she appeared so pure without a stain to her name but I was starting to see her for who she truly was. Celine jumped to her feet. "How the hell did you get into my house" she asked, her gaze darting from mine to the door as she tried to look for an escape while making sure that she was not within my reach. Cocking my head, I regarded her darkly. "Is that really the question you want to be asking right now, Celine Herrera" Gods! Even calling her name was making me mad. Every time I said her name I remembered Selene, and her blood-drenched face as she'd drew in her last breath in my arms.Celine swallowed audibly, her right hand rubbing against her left arm. "I said what I did in the heat of the moment, You have to believe me, they were making all sorts of assumptions and my torn dress was not helping..." she said then jutted her chin
DELIA HERRERA POV ‘Celine Herrera is mine, she is my fiance and I would hate for what happened today repeat to itself. Making a mockery of my wife-to-be is the same as making a mockery of me and rest assured, I won't sit back and just watch"He'd said those words with a straight face, he'd threatened the press without a trace of hesitation and as I watched the news for the hundredth time, I felt my heart rate start to hurt... Or maybe it was because I couldn't fucking breathe. The tablet fell from my hand as I gasped for air and clutched at my chest to relieve whatever it was that was clogging it up but it didn't help."Andrea!" I gasped for the name of my maid, but I was sure she wouldn't hear even if she was in the same room with me. My voice was that low.Getting to my feet proved difficult and when I finally managed it, I stumbled toward the front door because I knew if I didn't get air I was really going to suffocate.My heart squeezed and the door in front of me felt as if it
CELINE HERRERA POV I thought he was going to choke me out, what with the rage I saw firing up in his dark green eyes that were almost black as the darkness that surrounded us, instead he had just smirked, turned from me, and walked away like he couldn't be bothered with me.I should have been happy that he'd listened to me but his dismissal was infuriating and all I wanted to do was to find an opportunity to smack him in the face just once, just once, but I was certain that would be asking for death.Groaning, I walked back into the house and slammed the door so hard, that I could hear the walls rattle, but it was all just in my head.Grabbing the documents, I walked up to my room, dropped them on the bed, and stepped into the bathroom to take a shower.The water cascading over my skin was soothing and I just wanted to stay under the spray forever, but I couldn't since I had to read the contract he's brought for me to sign. "I can't believe this is really happening. Karen was right,
CELINE HERRERA POV The atmosphere was tense even though this was supposed to just be a family dinner with Belshar's family so that they could get to know me and I'd also get to know them but I wasn't surprised, because judging by the circumstances that led up to it, I had expected a much colder reception. The news article about my alleged unfaithfulness had been taken down just some hours after it made the headline, then a day later the publisher who had written about it died in a freak accident and I tried not to think about just how a freak of an accident it was or if Belshar had a hand in it. God! I was really marrying a killer. Why did I think that it was a good idea to go into a contract with a Mafia? I should have chosen a much more safer option so why was I here meeting Belshar's parents and also still hoping that they would like me? What the hell was wrong with me?"You do not like the food, do you?" I flinched, my gaze snapping up to meet those of Belshar's mother. She wa
CELINE HERRERA POV "Belshar, hi. Your mother invited me for dinner, but something came up and..." She paused, her gaze meeting mine, "I guess I missed everything didn't I?" "You didn't miss anything, and you can still see Séda, you know how she gets after dinner" Bella chuckled and smoothly tucked her hair behind her ear. "You are right about that," she said smiling at him as if they both shared a secret the world had no idea about. My chest felt tight as I watched them and I didn't know why. Was I jealous? If I was, it definitely wouldn't be because of Belshar. I didn't even like the man. Maybe I was jealous because Bella represented everything I wasn't. Bella was gorgeous and the way she carried herself was almost angelic... No wonder Belshar expression was a lot softer on her... He'd never stared at me like that. "Is this your fiance?" Bella asked, pointing a dainty finger in my direction and Belshar glanced at me, the dark displeased look creeping into his eyes almost immedi