Bella's Pov
"You are late." My father mumbled as I struggled to climb into his black custom made Bentley. I bit my tongue and forced myself to not say anything rude. The dress I was wearing took longer to put on than I cared to admit and my frustration was at an all time high. Whoever created this wanted to punish whoever wore it because it was impossible to put it on without help. Especially since every time you put a leg in it it got lost in the never ending lacy ruffles. I grumbled as I fought to try to close the door. The ruffles seemed to have a mind of their own. They would not stay in the car no matter how hard I tired to get them to stay in. Every time I went to close the door my dress would fall out of the car. If not for my father next to me I would’ve either screamed or cursed. "Here." My dad sighed as he pulled the dress towards him. I quickly shut the door with a sense of relief. I could only imagine the disaster of a night I was bound to have with this dress. "Thanks, Maybe I can wear something more simple next time." I sighed softly even though every part of me wanted to scream in frustration. Only with my father did I act like the obedient daughter that he trained me to be. "I think it's perfect." He stated as he set his phone down on the charging station where the cup holders were suppose to be. I pressed my lips together and looked out the window. He wouldn't have had to help me if it was perfect but I wouldn't say anything. I watched as we sped past the trees that lead to the entrance of our mansion. How I would love to run through the forest in this dress as I sang about how much I hated it at the top of my lungs. "You know you will be starting school soon." My father stated after awhile of silence. I pushed my hands into my dress and bit my lower lip hard. I refused to talk about school and the reasons my father wanted me to go. "I know that your mother told you that you could chose your school and that you had your eyes set on an all girls school but." He started with a sigh. I blinked my eyes and willed the tears not to come. I did not want to go down this road again nor was I willing to cry over something so simple. "Can we not talk about it." I choked. I hated that he was forcing me to go to an elite school so that I could bond with my future husband. It was never about learning. That's why I was forced to homeschool until I turned 16. I had to learn everything there was to know about being the perfect wife. From cooking to hosting a party. Anything that had to do with being a wife I had learned it. I could speak 6 different languages and could play almost any instrument that was put in front of me with a flawlessness that would have people thinking I played professionally. I was carved into a wife that was perfect and if not for my mother I might be exactly what my father wanted me to be. The only good thing about this while situation was that my future husband was over seas learning everything he needed to know so he could try to take over my company. The key word was try because that's what he had to do, try. My mother may have disappeared when I needed her the most but that didn't mean that I forgot about our plan. I wouldn't give in without a fight. "You know sweetheart. I really wish you would be more willing. I know that your mother gave you this false hope that's burning bright but the problem is that that's all it is is false hope." He stated sounding exasperated. My gut twisted at his words because I knew that they held some truth in them. No matter what my mother had said I always knew that there was a chance that I would marry the person that my father pick out. I knew that the light dimmed out a little bit when my mother left but still all I had was my hope and the memories that gave me the strength to not give in. "If you would allow me to pick my husband I would be more willing." I lied. I think we both knew that was lie. My fathers sigh had me closing my eyes and focusing on the cool breeze that hit my face. I refused to allow him to control me or make me feel guilty. "It would really make me happy if you would just try, I just want you to be happy." He stated. I willed myself not to fall for his lines. My mother told me that's all they were and I believed her because if he truly cared about me he would let me marry anyone off that list. "How long until we get there?" I asked softly. "We still have awhile. If you want you can take a nap." He stated lowly. We both knew I was not going to take a nap. I looked back out at the nearly dark forest now and smiled. The sun had basically set and now it looked more peaceful than it had earlier. It was rare for my father to drive and even rarer for him to not be on his phone. "I like this." I said softly. The car was silent besides the hum of the car, still the silence felt louder than an alarm blaring in the morning. We were always at odds even if he didn't realize it. So I would've hoped that he would ask me what I liked or at least cared. I laid my head on side of the door and stared out at the forest not willing to show my disappointment. "Are you not going to tell me what you like?" He asked after awhile. I froze at his words. Was he waiting for me to say what I liked? I shouldn't have gotten excited but I couldn't help it. He was still my father and I still wanted his love and attention. Even if for just a moment. "This." I stated with a sigh as I smiled out at the now completely dark forest. "This?" He asked when I didn't add anything on to it. A soft giggle left me as I slowly lifted my head off of the door. The cool night air blew my hair into my face causing me to smile more. I turned and looked at him with a genuine smile. Even though he looked young he still seemed older. Maybe it was the wisdom that had him seeming older even though he didn't look any older than 30. He slowly turned towards me and raised an eyebrow at me. My heart leaped and I couldn't help the excitement that formed. "Yea. This makes me happy that I came even though I didn't really want to." I stated before I could catch myself. The excitement of the moment had me rushing into the moment without thinking. The silence that followed told me that I ruined the moment. My father refused to look away from the road and I refused to allow this moment to be ruined. "I wish you would spend more time with me like this. I know you are busy but it would be nice if you could make time for me. You are always busy and sometimes it feels like you don't love me.." I added not caring that I may have added too much. Maybe if he knew I needed love he would actually try. That's all I wanted was for him to try and to prove my mother wrong. "If you are hungry or thirsty there's some snacks on the floor in the back." He stated. Any excitement I may have had instantly went away. I blinked my eyes as I stared at him. He couldn't be serious right? He looked over at me for a second before turning back towards the road with no true emotions. I willed myself not to react but my eyes still watered. I quickly looked away and took a a deep breath. He didn't love me. Not even a little bit. I blinked a few times and thanked the gods that it was dark. I didn't want to have my heart broken any more than it was. "There's some water and soda in the bag in the back. Just make sure you are careful not to spill anything on your dress. It will be impossible to replace." He stated with a detached voice. My chest tightened before a small smile formed. The perfect idea popped into my head that would make the moment even better. I quickly turned around and reached on the rough carpeted floor. Something wet had me quickly moving my hand away. I looked at my hand and squinted my eyes as I rubbed my fingers together. "There's something wet on the floor." I exclaimed with annoyance. Did he spill oil on the floor? "Oh did I say floor, I meant seat." He stated nonchalantly. I gritt my teeth but still reached for the black bag that was on the seat. Had I looked on the seat when I turned around I would’ve noticed it instantly. I brought the bag forward and made sure it hit him in the head. As a punishment for his rude behavior. The loud clink it made as the soda cans clashed together because of the impact towards his head was satisfying. "Bella." He cursed as he rubbed his head. I tried to hold in my smile but it was impossible. It felt amazing to punish him for his rude behavior. "Sorry." I choked as my smile only got bigger. The scowl he gave me told me he knew I was holding in a laugh. My cheeks hurt just from trying to force my smile to go away, I knew he could tell. "Give me one." He demanded angrily. Any happiness I had from the moment instantly vanished as I grabbed a can and handed it to him. I looked through the bag and ended up grabbing a red one. "I'm surprised you are letting us drink these." I said as the can made a hissing noise as I opened it. I took a huge drink, not willing to let this opportunity pass. The drink tasted like a very strong cherry flavor. I had to blink a few times with how strong it was, it felt like it would burn my throat if I kept drinking it. "What does yours taste like? Mine tastes like a acidy cherry." I stated as I took a small sip. The burn was not as bad as the first time. I could see why people drank this. The deafening silence had me looking over at my father and narrowing my eyes. He had completely toned me out. I snapped my head back forward. My hand tightened around the can until it was basically crushed. The lukewarm liquid flowed down my hands and onto my dress. "Bella the drink." My father snapped angrily. I looked down pretending to be shocked. "Oops. I'm sorry." I mumbled not really caring that my dress now had a huge red stain. I looked back at the can that was not crushed completely and still brought it’s to my lips. There was no point in wasting the little bit that was left. I would have to wash my hands when we got to the party because of how sticky they were. I doubt my father would be happy if I went around and shook everyone’s hands. I could only do so much without causing problems. "You know I think maybe I'll drive us from now on if it makes you happy. " My father said after awhile of me staring at my hand. I slowly looked at him with hooded eyes and a soft smile. "Would you do that for me?" I asked softly. He took a glance at me for just a second before he was looking back towards the road. "Of course sweet heart. I will do anything to make you happy and obedient."Bella's Pov"Miss it's time to wake up." A loud voice had me slowly prying my eyes open. The brightness of the room had me groaning and reaching for the pillow I was laying on. "Here." Someone said on the side of me right as a warm washcloth was gently rubbed against my face. The constant pat of the wash rag on my face became annoying pretty fast. "Can you go away, I'm not a child." I mumbled as I tried to swat the hand away. "No, the party will start soon, your father wants you downstairs before the guests arrive." The voice stated as they continued to wipe my face. "Party?" I asked as my brows scrunched up. The rag was pulled away allowing me to quickly open up my eyes. The middle aged woman that had invaded my space was now staring at me with a gentleness that had me tearing my eyes away from her face. "You fell asleep during the car ride here, so I'm guessing that you are a little disoriented." The maid said softly. I furrowed my brows as I turned back towards her and sat
Bella's Pov I could only sit in silence as I stared out the window in the back seat. Of course my father would make me sit in the back even though this car was most likely bought with my money. If not my money than the money my mother put in their join account. So technically it was still my money no matter how you looked at it. "I was actually worried you couldn't make it." My father sighed breaking the silence that I was enjoying. "As soon as my father heard you needed a new dress for Bella he rushed to the opportunity to help out." Lucas said with his deep voice that should not have caused butterflies to make me feel funny. I grabbed ahold of the sheer fabric willing my mouth to stay shut. I looked down at the black ball gown I was now wearing and signed internally. It was perfect and I hated them for this. They most likely knew I would love it and that’s why they chose it. "So how are you getting along at the company with Theodore?" My father asked completely changing the
Bella's Pov "We are here." My father stated after driving for a long time. My brows furrowed as I looked around. All I seen was what looked to be an abandoned hospital. The engagement party couldn't be here right? The building looked like it would fall apart at any second. It looked like it was haunted with its boarded up windows and bricks that looked like they would fall at any second. It looked like someone had went to knock it down but got a call right as the recking ball knocked into it. "Where are we?" I asked in disbelief as both my father and Lucas climbed out of the car. They couldn’t seriously believe that an engagement party would be perfect here? I grabbed the car door handle and tried to push it open but it didn’t budge. I looked down and pulled it towards me and pushed it again. My brows narrowed as the child proof lock prevented me from opening up the doors. I quickly tapped on the window like a caged animal earning a small smirk from Lucas. "Open the door.
Bella's Pov "Remember to smile." Lucas stated lowly as we walked into the dimly light ball room. "How can I forget." I dead panned through my forced smile that I knew didn’t look every convincing. He looked at me and narrowed his eyes as he stared at my face. "That doesn't look like a smile. It looks like you are in pain." He dead panned. "It's hard to smile sincerely when my fiancé and father have threatened me and kidnapped my mother." I spit out through gritted teeth. I was not an actress nor was I a masochist. I would most likely be locked away in my room forever after this because all I felt towards Lucas and my father was disgust, they were repulsive and I couldn't pretend. I refused to marry him no matter how good looking he was. "Fair enough." He mumbled as he pulled me by my waist. His grip was tight, I didn’t even have to try to walk away to know that I wouldn’t be going anywhere unless he gave me permission or I caused a scene. In normal circumstances I would have
Bella's Pov "You." I started to say but was stopped short as I was guided towards the group of girls that were chatting away. Lucas seemed unbothered that he had to drag me by the shoulders due to my unwillingness. “What are you doing.” I demanded through clenched teeth right as we got in front of the group of girls. The girl with a green dress and orange crinkly hair paused what she was saying and turned towards us. A small smile formed as she looked at Lucas and than me.“What brings the two of you over here?” She asked sounding more pleased than curious. I could see the sparkle in her eyes as she stared at us. It was almost the equivalent to a child who was just given a huge bowl of ice cream. "Hello ladies I wanted to introduce you to my beautiful fiancée bella." Lucas stated with confidence that I didn’t have. I would’ve rather been anywhere else but here right now and we both knew it. "Hello Bella. It's nice to finally meet you." The girl with the orange said as she star
Bella's Pov (present time) I paled as the memory that I had forgotten about all them years ago clouded my mind. How had I forgotten that I had told my uncle everything that my mother had taught me? I had thought that the argument with my father was what caused my mother to disappear but now I had realized that my father always knew. My uncle had most likely told him right away. He didn't want me to run the company. He wanted me to grow up living a care free life not learning to run a business. It made no sense. My father allowed my mother to teach me everything I needed to know about the company. Why? Why did he not act when I was younger? Did he think that I would end up hating her? Did he think that I would never want to run the company? That had to be the reason. He thought that I would want to live a different life style. Unfortunately for him he was wrong. My mother was able to finally convince me that I was meant to be in power. I was the true heiress of the company an
Bella's PovI felt like I needed air. Lucas was relentless and all I could do is gasp every time he released my lips for a second. He leaned more into me and pushed me onto the marble floor. The coldness helped wake me up a little but not enough to be able to fight his lips that were quick to take ahold of mine again. His right hand went to leg and rubbed up it causing the fabric to scrunch up. A click sounded followed by a flash that was blinding. Multiple clicks and flashes had me closing my eyes. Lucas didn't seem to mind but I did. I tried to turn to see what was causing the bright light but was stopped by Lucas turning my head the other way and latching down on my neck with his lips. "Wait." I cried as I tried to gather my bearings. Dozens of clicks sounded as Lucas sucks down hard. "Lucas we, I, stop." I cried. I thought he would keep going but to my relief he gently released my neck and pulled back. I blinked a little as I slowly got onto my elbows. Another click and
Bella's Pov "Sweet heart do you feel any better?" My father asked as I sat down at the dining room table.” It would be a lie if I said that I felt better because I felt like I was dying and I hated it. My legs were still sore and my neck had a purple bruise on it that now stung because I had tried to scrub it off. I had no memory of the night before and it took all day just to finally get rid of my migraine. I only had it in me to give a forced smile as I grabbed the silver spoon next to my bowl of soup. I didn't have the energy to speak nor did I want to. I didn’t even want to come downstairs. If it wasn’t for me needing to eat I would’ve stayed locked away in my room. I grabbed a little bit of the steaming hot broth and brought it to my lips. The chicken seemed to be lightly seasoned and gave a little relieve to my throat that was still sore. "So tomorrow we are going to be having a press conference. I'll need you to wake up early." My father stated nonchalantly. My brows
Lucas's pov "Is she finally asleep?" Theodore asked as soon as I walked into the pool room. "Yes." I said as I sat down on a chair next to Robert. "It took long enough." Theodore complained in a clipped tone. " She just wanted to watch another movie." I said as I stood up and walked over to the mini fridge that was next to a mini bar. "You could've said no." Theodore muttered. I ignored him and grabbed myself a sprite. "As long as she's without her memories, Lucas will be the perfect husband." Robert said or more like threatened. His deadly tone reminded me that this wasn't a fun vacation. "Get me a coke." Robert said as I sat down. I groaned internally and gave a tight-lipped smile as I stood back up. I was quick to grab a coke and turned towards Theodore. "Did you want something? "Yea, get me a water." He said. "Okay. I mumbled as I grabbed the water. I walked up to Robert and handed him his drink. "Thanks." Robert said, which was surprising. "No problem." I sa
Bella’s Pov My eyes narrowed as I looked at my doctor who had clearly lied about my sister going home. She had told him that she would stop being different for Lucas and me and now she could stay for some reason. “Did you already pick the movie?” He asked when he noticed me staring. “Lucas did.” I murmured as I looked over at Lucas and narrowed my eyes even more because he was suppose to be watching a movie with me but instead he was on his laptop doing work. “Are we not watching a movie?” I asked as my brows furrowed. “After I’m done.” He murmured as he continued to type away on his laptop. “You have been working for hours.” I stated as I glanced at the screen that had all kinds of documents spread around. He clicked on one of the screens and it switched places with another causing me to become confused. I didn’t understand anything he was doing so I could only look back at him in frustration.“Can’t you do that later?” I asked as he stared intently at the screen. “Relax.” H
Lucas’s Pov The irritation I felt as I glanced at Theodore was tangible. We had decided that we would keep it simple and make sure that Monica was pacified along with Bella but for some reason Theodore had seemed to have forgotten. “Don’t you guys have a prenup?” Robert added to the conversion. My brows furrowed as I looked at him with a questioning gaze. If not for Bella and Monica I would’ve asked both of them what they were doing because it seemed like they were trying to sabotage my marriage again. We had clearly agreed to make it seem like Monica didn’t get hardly any inheritance and that’s why she married Theodore but for some reason they were both being reckless. “No we don’t have a prenup.” Theodore stated confidently. I internally chuckled as I forced myself to look at Bella. “Didn’t I say to eat?” I asked as I grabbed one of the deviled egg with the fork and brought it up to her lips. She looked down at the egg and over at me with a meek expression on her face. I
Bella’s Pov “You can sit next to me.” My doctor said nearly instantly. The way my sisters face morphed to one of pure anger had me confused and annoyed. “But I want to sit here.” She said as she looked back at Lucas. “Why do you keep looking at my husband?” I couldn’t help but ask as I narrowed my own eyes. She clearly had her own husband but acted like she didn’t. She didn’t even treat him like he was her husband. Lucas told me it’s because she didn’t remember him but that didn’t matter because I didn’t remember Lucas and I didn’t act like her. Monica looked at me and frowned clearly not liking that I asked her that question. “I can look at him.” She retorted with an attitude that had me pursing my lips together.“I said eat.” Lucas murmured as he leaned in closer to me. I looked at him through my lashes and blushed a little as he stared at me with a stern gaze. “But she keeps looking at you.” I couldn’t help but say. “Is her looking at me hurting you?” He asked lowly. “Yes.”
Bella’s Pov I watched as Lucas put different kinds of food on my plate. “What’s that?” I asked as he grabbed what looked like a boiled age but cut in half. I had had boiled eyes with my soup yesterday and I couldn’t lie and say that it wasn’t delicious. “A deviled egg.” Lucas stated as he put it next to the cut up pieces of steak and bread. “A deviled egg.” I murmured to myself. “Yes.” He murmured as he grabbed some rice. “Is it good?” I couldn’t help but ask as I leaned closer into him. “Yes.” He stated confidently. “What are you guys doing?” A female asked from behind me before I could ask more questions. I looked over my shoulder and narrowed my eyes as Monica and my uncle walked up to us. My uncle Theodore was walking causally next to my sister which had me furrowing my brows. “Why are you here?” I asked in annoyance. My uncle gave a smile while my sister only rolled her eyes. “I decided to take your sister down for something to eat.” My uncle Theodore stated. I gave
Bella’s Pov (3 days later) I tightened my hold on Lucas’s hand and stared at all the people that were walking around in pretty dresses. Lucas had told me that there would be no more than a couple of people but from what I could see there was at least 100 people walking around. I used my free hand to tug on the black dress that Lucas had me wear. He told me that black was my favorite color dress but after looking at all of the colorful dresses that scattered the room I could almost guarantee he was lying. “Next time I want to wear a yellow and purple dress.” I stated as I realized that my two favorite colors were them. “Yellow and purple?” He asked sounding surprised. “Yes. I like them colors and nobody seems to be wearing one of them colors.” I said as I looked around one more time. “That’s because then colors don’t go well together.” He stated in a matter of fact tone. Had I had my memories I would’ve argued with him but since I wasn’t sure if he was lying I could only pur
Bella’s Pov I stared at Lucas in confusion not understanding how even though he could make me blush I didn’t remember him at all. I couldn’t lie and say that he wasn’t handsome. He had a charm to him that I thought was perfect and I could only assume that’s why we married. When he looked up at me from his food a small smirk formed on his lips. He gently wiped his mouth off with his napkin and smirked as he licked his lips. “So do you like your food?” He asked as he looked down at my chicken lettuce wrap and back up at me with a raised brow and a smile. My cheeks brightened as I looked back down at my plate that I had forgotten about. I hadn’t even realized that I was staring at him for so long. He was the definition of perfect and I could only grab my food quickly and take a big bite. Eating was better than talking. Especially since he caused butterflies to attack me every time he talked or looked at me. How had I ended up with someone so perfect? “So I take it that it’s good
Lucas’s Pov I tried not to react as Bella looked at me from across the table. She was suppose to still be sleep but somehow she was awake and now staring at me with a questioning gaze. “Why, why don’t I remember anything again?” She asked as she grabbed her iced tea and slowly drank it. I gave a forced smile as I looked at Robert for the answer because I wanted to know the same thing. She was suppose to know who I was but for some reason she woke up and remembered nothing. Robert who had been silent the whole time bared his teeth as he looked down at the papers that one of his workers brought to him when she had woke up. “It seems like the accident you got into has given you amnesia.” He forced out through the anger that seemed to be brewing slowly. “Amnesia?” She asked in confusion as she set her glass down delicately. “Yes, it seems like you lost all your memories because of the accident.” He ground out. I didn’t have to ask him if he was upset because it was clear as day t
Penelope’s Pov “Enough.” He yelled loudly. The shock that my mother had was quickly replaced by anger. “Don’t tell at our daughter.” She screamed back at him. “Shut up, I am done with Penelope’s obsession over Lucas. Lucas is married and what he does with Bella is his business and if she can’t understand that than I will disown her.” He said with so much aggression that I knew he wasn’t joking. His words had me paling as they slowly settled it. “You’ll disown me because of Lucas?” I couldn’t help but ask as I took a deep breath and grabbed at my chest. My father was suppose to love me but instead he planned on disowning me for Lucas. “No, I’ll disown you because of your obsession that is ruining this family not because of Lucas.” He exclaimed with narrowed eyes. “I am not obsessed.” I stated defensively. Even though I knew that the love I had for Lucas had passed being normal I refused to admit that I was wrong. “Really than why do you care about what he does with his wife?”