HUDSON'S POVIt began when my parents decided I should attend a math camp, assuring me it would be a joyful experience while they were away. Little did they know that it would become the catalyst for a traumatic event, pushing my life to the edge of death.As Sunday afternoon descended, we meticulously packed our belongings, getting ready to head home. The facilitator signaled the end, prompting us to board the bus. The journey commenced serenely, and I immersed myself in a book, oblivious to the impending disruption.Suddenly, the bus screeched to a halt, shattering the tranquility. My eyes darted outside, revealing an eerie silence only disturbed by the entrance of an armed stranger.Chaos erupted as the man discharged his weapon, sending children into fits of panic. Fear gripped me too, yet I chose to remain silent.Soon, we found ourselves at the mercy of these assailants. Tears flowed from frightened children yearning to return home. Amid the gunfire, a rescue mission unfolded, c
ACEIA'S POVI got home last night, so fucking wasted, so basically I'm still in bed feeling like I'm going to die because of a fucking headache. My parents don't want me to go clubbing, so last night I didn't let them know that I sneaked out to party, and I knew if my father found out, I'm sure I had my punishment for that, but I didn't think of it anymore. I needed to go to that party because my friends were there.Going to every party makes me feel free. I get to socialize with people, and it's giving me popularity by just hanging out with them. My parents don't want what I have been doing since they always said that I should act like a Christenson who is working and making money rather than spending it.They always told me that I should change and be a good woman so that I could take over the company. That idea made me sick. Working is not for me; I was born to be a princess.I felt so annoyed when I heard the noise of the alarm clock beside my bed. I was still sleepy while reachin
HUDSON'S POV Hudson closed his eyes while talking to his mother on the phone. Elanor was speaking so fast that the only word I could understand was "marriage". Even though that was the only word I heard in my mother's very long speech, I already knew what she was saying.My family wanted me to marry the heiress of Calleumston Airlines and Aceise Chains of malls. I knew for a long time that my father wanted me to enter Christenson's business in order for my family to gain more power and connections. Christenson's household wants to enter the business world in Spain and expand more, so they've decided to marry off their daughter to the Vasco's firstborn due to the fact that they couldn't do that without connection to the Vasco's household. And what every family wants will only happen when the only heiress of Christenson and the firstborn of Vasco get married.Marrying someone is not my thing; all I care about is running the company and enjoying my bachelor days. But if marrying someone
ACEIA'S POVI disliked riding a public airplane; my dad didn't let me use my private jet, and I don't know why, so I don't have a choice but to book a flight on our airline. My dad wants me to be in New York in no time since my soon-to-be husband is coming.After the talk between me and my parents about my arranged marriage, I asked my parents to let me have my freedom for just a month, and then I'd do what they wanted.I heard from my mom that they have already set the date for the wedding and that it will happen a week from now. They also discussed where they wanted to hold the wedding and who would be invited.I called my mother last night to ask if I could choose my wedding dress since I am the one to get married. It slips into my mind that this kind of occasion just happens once, so I wouldn't just wear any kind of cheap wedding gown. It's not that I want this wedding, but I should look extravagantly beautiful, even though this marriage is for convenience and also to clean my nam
ACEIA’S POVI already met Hudson's parents, and they seemed kind. But Hudson's father looks strict and serious as hell. Maybe it's like that when you are a business tycoon and an influential and powerful... Oh no, no! Hudson is also a business owner, but he doesn't seem strict. He actually seemed lunatic, for Christ's sake! One of the things I didn't like about that man. His type is more the mysterious type... A good boy is one who is easy to obey.After our argument two days ago, Hudson seems to have changed; he acted like we were on good terms, like we hadn't shouted at each other."Stop staring at me, woman," Hudson said, who's sitting across the table."I'm not, Mr. Butler," Hudson chuckled, and it sounded cool in my ears. His laughter is pleasant to the ears.We are currently on the patio, sitting on the patio chair.When my parents are in front of him, he looks respectable. He was the kind that any parent would fall in love with and want him to be a son-in-law. I knew Hudson's di
ACEIA'S POVAfter the wedding, Hudson took me into his house. After I showered, I slowly opened the bathroom door of Hudson's room and peeked in.Hudson Blake Vasco, who is now my husband, was sitting on the bed as his back was leaning against the backboard of the bed.Wearing a reading glass while the laptop is on top of his stomach. He shows off his incredible physique by wearing nothing but a pair of Emporio Armani briefs in the black-and-white image.OK! I admit that I am the luckiest woman because the man that women are obsessed with is now my husband. What will the women who are attracted to him say when they find out that I now own the hottest home d’affaires in New York?Hudson looked up at me and smiled."What are you doing there? Come here!" Hudson tapped the space next to him. I don't have a choice but to walk towards the bed."You're not planning to do anything silly, are you?" He said."You're judging me so fast!" I rolled my eyes at him. Alford laughed."It seems like whe
HUDSON'S POVWhen I awoke and beheld my wife's enchanting visage, an involuntary, beaming smile illuminated my face.What a splendid morning!She resembled a serene pagan goddess in the midst of her beauty. Her lips, not as ample as the coveted Angelina Jolie's, possessed a distinct allure with a full lower lip and a slender upper lip, radiating a sensuous and attractive charm reminiscent of moist pomegranate seeds.Her nose boasted a duchess-like elegance, a highly sought-after feature among celebrities. Yet, my wife's was naturally flawless, a divine endowment.Her eyes, slanting gracefully like a cat's, were further accentuated by long eyelashes and impeccably shaped eyebrows that consistently arched when directed my way. I found her allure heightened when she gracefully raised an eyebrow in my direction.I planted a sweet kiss on my wife's lips. What can they do now? Can I invite her to go grocery shopping? Aceia’smommy said I should teach Aceia even simple house chores. Her mom sa
ACEIA'S POV"I struggle to grasp your perspective, Ace. Opting to forge your own path in building a business instead of inheriting your parents' company adds an extra layer of complexity, especially considering your known short temper. Beatrice, in particular, appears to cast a shadow over your aspirations, showing a lack of support for your decision.As Beatrice and I sit on the porch, savoring beef nachos, "You have a husbandI'll just remind you of. Stop your obsession with Aidan already. I know your plan for Aceia. You are building your own business because Aidan is an engineer. And you're planning to hire him to build your boutique, right? So that you both see each other without your parents and Hudson suspecting.""Beatrice, I already had this plan before Hudson and I got married. I've already invested in the land, and it would be a missed opportunity not to bring my vision to life."Truth be told, my passion lies more in designing dresses than in business. Aidan's return to New Y