Ethan's pov
That night with the strange beautiful girl was one of the best nights I had in a long time.
I had initially gone to the wedding because I needed to mingle. My board of trustees were threatening to pull out their investments and sell their shares which was going to be very bad for business.
They wanted me to settle down and produce an heir, someone of my own blood and grooming who would handle things when I was gone.
I wasn't a very social person. I wasn't particular about getting married so soon. But I knew they weren't bluffing, they were serious about their demands and while I was the richest young man this city has ever known, it didn't mean I wouldn't be affected if they all turned against me.
So I agreed and that was why I was at the wedding in the first place. I came conveniently late when the after party had already begun and decided to scavenge for a woman I could make my contract wife.
I was about to leave-most of the ladies there already had partners- when I noticed a sad girl drinking aggressively by the bar, she was beautiful as she was broken. I didn't hesitate when she asked me to take her away, no man would have.
But in the morning, to my shock, she had left a note saying goodbye and some cash for the night as though I was some cheap thing she picked off the street, she had no idea who I was.
So I sent out my men in search of her and soon after, they called me to inform me they had found her but they also told me another disturbing thing, apparently, she had driven herself to a river and was about to jump.
My men had dealt with serial killers, crazy men and criminals but they never did anything like this.
I rushed to the address they sent and was surprised to see she really was about to jump. I called out to her but she only paused for a second before jumping right in.
I also didn't hesitate to jump right after her.
I searched the water and found her already going down, she wasn't trying to stay afloat, she really did want to die.
I swam to her and caught her then I pushed her towards the surface and laid her on the bank. She coughed, spluttering out water and then she was on her two unsteady feet, attacking me.
“Why?! Why did you save me? I didn't ask for your help!” She yelled but then stopped to cough more water out.
I couldn't believe this girl.
“No you didn't, but I had to, why were you trying to kill yourself just now?” I asked, shaking out the water from my hair and then waited for her to respond.
She glared at me for a very long time. The wind whipped up her curly dark hair but she didn't move, she looked like something straight out of a nightmare or a dream, her blue eyes pinned me in place but then she began to cry, tears pouring out of her eyes, she turned away from me and wrapped her hands around herself.
“I don't want to talk about it, just let me die in peace.” She said, barely above a whisper and my heart ached for her.
She began to inch toward the water again but I caught her in my arms. I held onto her and she shook, sobs racking through her small frame, she kept whispering for me to let her die so I decided to take her home.
When we arrived, she looked around astonished by the estate I lived in, she stared like it was something out of a fairytale I would have chuckled at the childlike wonder I saw on her face if not for the fact that she was just begging for me to let her die a few minutes ago.
I took her to my room and ordered for hot tea for her, she needed to regain strength and warmth and then I left her some of my clothes and let her use my bathroom. By the time I returned, she look revitalised.
“I see my clothes fit you well.” I said teasingly and she weakly lifted her arms and waved my oversized sweatshirt sleeves in the air, my clothes were too big for her, they made her look even smaller and cuter.
“Thanks.” She said shyly, ashamed.
“I'm sorry about earlier, it's just that my life's ruined. I have nothing left…” She began and then she told me about everything that happened to her and I found myself extremely angry with the whole situation but I knew we could help each other out.
“I have a proposition.” I said seriously and her interest piqued.
“I can help you get the revenge you want but you will have to agree to a contract marriage with me and give me a child.” Her eyes widened and she began to shake her head.
“Just think about it.” I said and left her to ponder on my request.
I went out to take care of some business and by the time I returned I found her seething in my room, angry at something she was watching on my Tv. It was her ex fiancé and sister, I supposed, their pictures were splashed all over some talk show and they were reading out comments from social media congratulating the newest millionaire couple in town.
Her gaze shifted from the Tv to me and she said with all the determination in the world; “I changed my mind, I agree to your terms.”
I smiled wryly and approached her. “We're going to burn him down to the ground.”
But then her expression faltered, a look of uncertainty plastered on her beautiful face.
“But how?” She asked and I smiled even wider.
“Just wait and see.”
Let the games begin.
Ethan's POVI have developed a likeness for her, so much that I can't wait for the marriage contract to be signed.Amelia is so innocent and I doubt she will hurt a fly. The way she cried the last time when she said her traumatic experience to me still hurts. How could they have done all of this to her? How? I was too dumb to have noticed she was going through a lot that night. I arrived late at the venue, afterall.I almost feel bad for taking her that way the other night. I want to take back the hands of the clock but I can't. I know I enjoyed every bit of the heat but then, it should not have been that way.Something romantic and sweet would have sounded better. A side of me is happy I didn't get to see what had transpired at the wedding venue. If I had seen every bit of the disheartening scene, I might end up punching Luke in the face.Not just Luke, I would also hit Scarlett so hard in her stomach that if Luke ejaculated inside of her the night before, it would gush out. My pit
Ethan' PovI left the house this morning for work. I was in a hurry and I did not get to see Amelia before leaving the house. I had stopped for a moment at the door of her room before leaving, listening carefully to be sure she was still breathing. I know she would not do anything funny, I just have to be sure.My daily routine is wake up, have my bath and take some tea before heading to my office until evening time before I can head back to the house. I am in my car alone, driving to work.My driver is on leave at the moment, he pleaded with me for a quick leave days ago. He had given me a good excuse to be away and I am merciful enough to grant him his request.I drove my car by myself, carefully, avoiding potholes on the tiled road. Government officials are working already by this time. I arrived at the gate leading into the compound of my property, honking for the company gateman to open the iron jar for me to drive in. He opens the gate and waves at me."How are you, Peter?" I
Luke's POVAfter my wedding to Scarlett, I paid a certain amount of money into my In-law's account.Our deal was to have one of their daughters in exchange for my help. I had chosen Amelia and she, in return, chose me. My new in-laws have been on my neck months before I started a relationship with Amelia, asking for money to settle a certain man they were owing.I am not a person who gives out money in such a way without any exchange for something. I mean, it would be a different thing if I was asked for a loan, and not help. If I give a loan to someone, I would give a time frame with an interest request attached to my deal with them. However, the case is different from the Stones. I did not want to give them a loan, besides they would not have the money to pay me back, so I asked for what I wanted. Amelia was the woman I wanted amongst the two women the Stones birthed. Her dumb behaviour at our supposed wedding ruined everything I should have with her.At first, I was embarrassed
Ethan's POVI had just arrived from work today. My lawyer did not show up the other day with the marriage contract documents. I was exhausted from today's work. I was paid a visit from some influencers and investors who live within the country and a long meeting was held.Luckily, Robert was not amongst the men who had visited and I am glad he wasn't. I did not want to face him for now, until everything had happened.I rested my head on my car seat, gathering strength to park and get down.I parked my car at the lot to walk into the house. I perceived aroma coming from the kitchen and I was used to Amelia's cooking habit.I understand that she is bored at home and wants to keep herself busy.I was happy there was homemade food today and I was also excited because I will feast on a scrumptious meal. "Good evening," I greeted her while I sat on the couch in my living room. She looked like she was waiting for me, I came back quite late today. "Good evening," she greeted me back, smili
Amelia's POVOne thing I have not expected all my life is to be married to one of the richest men in the states. I have seen this happen in movies and other foreign countries.At the same time, I never thought I would have such an experience for myself.I always wanted a fairytale life, yes. But never have I assumed marriage with a very rich man, someone average like Luke and not Ethan.These past years, I have heard about the Blackwood generation from the internet. I remember vividly the main owner and CEO of a company dying last year. I couldn't remember well but I know I heard that his only son would take over.Ethan Blackwood was the name I had heard people say over the news. How could I have thought I would get married to him, on contract? It simply means I would be a part of his wealth since I will give him a child, a son. It is unbelievable.&nbs
Tessa's POVWe have not heard from Amelia since a day after the wedding when we asked her to leave the house. Carl had walked around in search of her, hoping to find her. Most times he stays awake at night, expecting her to walk in. I, myself, wish he would not see her again, not now or forever.I wanted to wake up one day and see her on the television screen as dead. I want to hear if she was hit by a truck, or a train. Even a car, so long she dies. This is what I want.Amelia was birthed by mistake and I do not hate her, but I see her as a mistake. All her years of growing as a woman, the neighbours chose her over Scarlett and Scarlett ended up sulking.We watched her leave the house after seizing her cards and car. She had sobbed with mucus flowing from her nose to her upper lip, looking at her sister and ex-fiance with hateful eyes. She left without taking an
Amelia's POVThe day I will be called, "Mrs. Blackwood," after weeks of anticipation finally arrived. Ethan has asked severally if I still needed something for the wedding days before today and I told him I don't. The money he had sent to me was more than enough to prepare for a court wedding. I had purchased a very expensive outfit for the day, with a silver slipper to match.Ethan made plenty of calls days ago, booking the services of the best hairstylist and makeover artist for the day. I was still in bed by this time, the wedding will begin in five hours and I am very nervous.I woke up with a nervous feeling, holding my stomach at intervals and getting encouragement from my husband-to-be. He had walked to my room the moment he heard the faucet from my bathroom squeak."Relax," he said to me and I smiled at him, displaying my set of teeth at him. He smiled at me, w
Ethan's POVAmelia looked stunning in her dress and I couldn't help but blush on her behalf. It is a woman's thing to get flattered and I don't know if Amelia was flattered but I was. I wanted to whisper into her ears and tell her how beautiful she looked in her dress.I prescribed the perfect boutique for her shopping. I gave her about three to four places to shop just in case one of the boutiques is not up to her taste. Amelia thanked me profusely that night and I got irritated, asking her to stop. What woman has such humility? Besides I would be her husband very soon and it is my duty to see to her needs.She asked if I would like to see what she had bought and I obliged, saying I will, but on the day of the wedding.I had walked into her room to see the outfit on her bed and I admired the beautiful piece at the moment. She finally got to wear the dress and I saw he