My Revenge With Mr Billionaire

Genevieve.I stared at the mirror, trying to breathe properly even with this goddamn tight-fitting corset. I still find myself ugly. Well, that’s what I have been told for quite some time now and I’ve come to acknowledge that.I sometimes see myself as the ugly princess, the one who barged out of nowhere into a happy family life.I let out another sigh, “you can do this Eve,” I whispered to myself for what seemed like the umpteenth time tonight.No matter how many times I repeat those words, I can’t seem to have the confidence that I can do what I really want to do.My courage seems to slip through my fingers as the minute passes and I hate myself for that.I hate myself for being this weak and useless.I closed my eyes but snapped them open as my room door opened violently. I turned and forced a smile when I saw who it was.“Mother,” I called, watching as she took calculated steps towards me like I was some kind of prey.I gulped in fear, seeing her standing in front of me was taking

Genevieve.Marcus stood in front of me, his eyes moving from Dahlia to me and then to Dahlia again who was still sitting on the floor.I don’t know when it has suddenly become comfortable for her.“What’s going on here?” He asked, bringing his gaze back to me.Dahlia sniffed and looked at him with teary eyes, “I was only trying to help her but she pushed me,” she said.She was lying, that wasn’t what happened.I wanted to scream out but I kept quiet.I have done this with her for so long now that I’ve known her tricks, she should keep on acting.“Why would you do that Genevieve?” He asked, already taking sides.“I don’t have any reason to explain to you Marcus,” I said and started walking away but he stopped me from moving.“I’m not done talking to you Genevieve,”“Look Marcus, one of us has to be downstairs with the guests, after all this is our engagement,” I tried to take my hand from his but he wouldn’t let me go.“You aren’t leaving until you tell me why you pushed your sister,”

Genevieve.Sometimes I think our inner thoughts are our enemies; that’s what I feel every single time I think about something. In one way or another, that thing tends to work out in the worst way possible for me.As I stood there in thought, the music was gone, the people chattering was gone, and every sentence they made was also gone. It felt like I was standing in a very dark place with my light taken from me.I don’t know what to think about or where I went wrong, that short but simple text message from Marcus to his mother was going to ruin me forever and I know it.‘I’m sorry Mother but I can’t marry Genevieve. I love someone else,’That was all the message said, he was sorry.He couldn’t marry me because he was in love with someone else, he left me for someone else.I tried to think if I had done something to offend him, maybe that’s the reason why he doesn’t want me anymore but I couldn’t think of anything.The first week I was brought back from the orphanage he was kind and lo

Genevieve.At first, I wanted to do as Mother said, after all, I’m the one who’s at the bottom here, I have nothing and if Mother were to cut the money and other supplies to the orphanage then that would make me feel bad.Before leaving there; that’s after I found my family, I promised the little ones there that I would do everything in my power to support them, and that, shouldn't be hard for someone whose parents are rich right?During the first months of being back, my mother and father fulfilled my wish, they provided what the orphanage needed at times two. They were ready to do it as long as I remained their docile and oppressed daughter.I haven’t really had much fun since I came to this mansion, I mean how could I when Dahlia turned everyone against me? She acted like the devil inside and an angel while we were out at social gatherings. I have always thought I wasn’t the one good enough, I mean I was the one who got lost at a young age and also the one who didn’t grow up with p

Genevieve.The whole ride was silent, I couldn’t make a sound nor move nor could I even speak up. It felt like my ass was glued to the seat as I looked ahead, hell I couldn’t even look at the man beside him. He seems to be radiating anger and I don’t want to say anything that would anger him more.I have already done worse by telling everyone that he’s my new fiancé even though we don’t know each other. If I was the one in this position I would be angry too.I’m scared, all the confidence I had back in the hall was gone. All I wanted to do now was go to my room and sleep on my comfy bed. I didn’t want to be here, I didn’t want to be in the same car as this fine angry man.If it was another situation I would be more than happy to share a ride with him but now, I have done something terribly wrong. Something I can get punished for.I have always known my mouth would put me in trouble one of these days and that’s today, today I dug a hole for myself. From how everyone acted around him I