Marry me, it's not a request

CHAPTER ONE OLD NEW SCARSI stood at the door and held my breathe and looked around, the whole place reeked of alcohol, I can't remember the last time it didn't, mom was away again, I breathed in slowly I needed to go upstairs but I just came back from my night shift and I'm very hungry, I can't go to the kitchen and risk waking Dad up after today's work I don't feel like been beaten up so I decided to skip dinner and head upstairs it's not like the first time it happened anyway, I held my backpack tightly as I tiptoed to go upstairs but it seems as though luck is not on my side as I stumbled upon an empty bottle making me fall to the ground, I hissed immediately at the impact but I was more worried about someone else, my fears came to pass as he stirred awake before his eyes turned to me his facial expressions frowning not quite grabbing the whole situation but his expression immediately turned to annoyance then anger as his gaze settled on me.I stepped back as his figure loomed be

CHAPTER THREEFalling apart IIIt's been a week since the loan sharks visited and I still can't shake off the feeling of fear gripping me anytime I hear any sound around me, I couldn't even go to work, because I'm afraid they'll follow me, I have been cooped up at house, only stepping out to get something if it's really necessary and coming back as quickly as possible, I haven't been able to go to work which means that I'm likely already fired.I woke up this morning and I wanted to go out at least, the reality has dawned on me, I was really alone for real now... Staying cooped up in the house won't solve my problems either, I have to go out, maybe even go and check out my place of work maybe I have not been fired, if I'm not so unlucky I washed up and I'm standing at the mirror right now staring at my reflection, we were not allowed to let our hair down at work, I tied it up and covered it with a scarf, I was feeling cold anyway.I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket I picked it up wi

Chapter 5Chapter Title The Fantasy of authority If I had known that Chelsea was up to something, I sure wouldn't have honoured such invitation to get humiliated..I stood at the corner of the door feeling completely lost, with the shameful dress I wore to this club.."I wish I can just run away from here". I muttered to myself in shiver of shame and discomfort.As I looked, the people present in the party all stood laughing and chatting so loudly, I couldn’t help but feel the uncomfortable knot of tense in my stomach. "I don't belong here. I'm not like this people—i need to leave here before I get drifted apart by shame and disgrace". I thought to myself loudly.“Vianne, darling!” Chelsea’s voice slid through the noise, sharp and sugary like sweet honey. I turned, forcing a smile as Chelsea drew closer, her every step a statement of authority.Chelsea was captivating, as always. Her dress, a sparkling gold that sticked to her every curve, made her look like an idol that came down fr

CHAPTER SEVEN WAYS OF FATEI have no other choice now, it more like all things is working for my bad ever snice I got the offer from the pyhcopath billionaire, Adrain. I just can not understand why every thing isn't working, I have just one day to raise the money for the debt repayment I know nothing about and now dad as a kidney diseases and needs surgery. How the hell would I get money for his treatment ? He needs surgery in order to save his life. No matter how much I hate dad he was still my father and I just can not ignore him and let him die just like that. As far as I have known about it I have to do something to get money.Adrian, maybe I should really take his contract and ask him for assistance, he promised to pay off my debt but I could still ask him for some money for my dad's surgery right ? He his crazy rich and since he was willing to do anything just to make me his bride why don't I just take the opportunity ? What the worst that could happen anyway ? There must

Chapter 9: The Devil's BargainI woke up with a start, my heart pounding. The ring box on my bedside seemed to tease me, a sparkling reminder of the choice I faced. Adrian's proposal resonated in my head, intriguing and horrifying in equal measure.One year of my life for financial freedom. It seemed easy, but nothing involving Adrian could ever be simple.I pulled myself out of bed, my body hurting after a sleepless night. As I made coffee, my phone rang with a text from the hospital. Dad's health has worsened overnight. They needed to work soon, but without cash, they couldn't continue.My hands shook as I read the message. The walls of my little apartment appeared to close in, crushing me with the weight of my worries.I needed air.Grabbing my jacket, I stepped out, meandering mindlessly around the busy downtown streets. People raced by, wrapped up in their own lives, ignorant to the rage blazing within me.My feet brought me to the park where Mom used to take me as a kid. I fell