Genevieve. I couldn’t stop crying, even when Sam helped me out or the mall down to the car, I couldn’t stop the tears. Even when she called Alexander and he arrived a few minutes later the tears wouldn’t just stop coming out. Right now I was wrapped in his arms and I was trying my best to stop crying, I hated soiling his suit with my snorts and tears. I have tried pulling away from his hold but like always Alexander was a strong brick wall that could never be moved. His hold around my waist was strong, he wouldn’t let me go and he hasn’t stopped muttering comforting words in my ear since he came. We were sitting in his car with me in his lap while Sam left to go finish the shopping, I wanted to get down from his lap but his hand came back up and wrapped itself around my waist. “I….I’m feeling okay now,” I told him after I stopped crying. I could tell my whole face was red due to how long I had been crying and even my voice sounded so different in my ears. “I know but the last t
Genevieve.Alexander had been grumpy since Sam interrupted us in the car and no matter how hard I tried to brighten his mood, the scowl wouldn’t leave his face.“Stop scowling, it makes you look old,” I told him since any of my tactics wouldn’t work.His eyes glared at me, “Don’t forget you are engaged to this old man and very soon you will become his wife, Eve,” he said and I gulped.Okay, that also didn’t work.Would kissing him solve this tantrum? Would he go back to the Alexander who wasn’t brooding if I decided to kiss him now?I couldn’t help but wonder as I watched him pick out his suit.After Sam distracted us from kissing earlier, Alexander got a call which didn’t take too long because he hung up after two minutes of answering the call.Since then he has been letting out curses and telling himself how forgetful he was.“Do you have somewhere to go tonight?” I asked.I hope he wasn’t leaving for any party tonight.I might need some company.Since I couldn’t return to the studi
Dahlia.“I’m sorry ma’am but I couldn’t do the job,” he said and I stared at him in shock.“What? Why? It was such an easy job, just like every other one you have done before,” I told him as I angrily pulled at my hair.What the fuck?I have so much to worry about; the wedding, the planning everything and maybe Marcus cheating on me and now this.I can’t believe it has been over a day and he still hasn’t been able to do the fucking job. I mean how hard does it take an assassin to kill a person?“She’s a hard case ma'am…..” he paused, stuttering a while.“I….I can’t do the job….”What the freaking hell?“You know you can go fuck yourself and know this, I won’t call you for any business again. Our transaction is over!” I snapped, brought the phone down, and angrily hung up.I let out a deep sigh and rubbed my forehead, this was just too much. The motherfucking idiot couldn’t kill a lady, what a failure.I got distracted by the ringing of my phone, I picked up the call without looking at
Genevieve.The Valhtale hall was just as its name implies; fancy.I couldn’t help looking around from time to time—stylishly of course— as we walked in.The place was beautiful, with its crystal-like walls. You can see yourself in the walls of the building and I liked it, it was pretty and gigantic.I stopped looking around when I noticed the man beside me was quiet.I peeked at him and saw the same scowl on his face, I smiled lightly knowing why he was scowling.After the little drama I did, Alexander had no other choice but to wear what I picked out for him. Men, it’s always said they are at their weakest point when they are about to orgasm.I thanked Mary for that tip in my head.“Aren’t you going to put a smile on your face Enzo?” I asked while staring at me.He didn’t bother removing the scowl from his face and neither did he look at me.“Are you angry at me?” I asked again.He stopped waking and slowly turned his head to look at me.His hazel eyes darkened and a muscle in his ja
Genevieve.Dahlia's eyes met mine and I frowned when she smirked at me.As they made their way inside I couldn’t help but wonder what they were doing here, I mean I know this is a ball but you can only get in with an invitation, and the last time I remembered Mother and Father hadn’t been invited in years.My eyes moved to Marcus who was smiling beside Dahlia, of course, it was him.He is the one who must have pulled strings and brought them here.“I didn’t know they would be here Eve, trust me,” Alexander said beside me before I could even ask.I glanced at him and smiled, “It’s okay Enzo and besides you can’t possibly know who was invited and who wasn’t,” I told him but I didn’t miss the way his jaw ticked.He looked angry.I felt my heart soften once he said that he wanted to protect me. I get the deeper meaning of his words without him saying anything; he wasn’t aware they would be here if not he wouldn’t have brought me here.I wasn’t scared of seeing or meeting them I think it’s
Genevieve.Before I could even say anything, I was pushed to the wall. I winced, biting my lip as the pain hit me.“I have been dreaming about you a lot, Genevieve,” He said again.“I have been wanting to do this, I have been wanting to touch you since I set my eyes on you. But that bastard wouldn’t leave your side, he is like a leech around you and I hate how his hands wouldn’t stop roaming on your body—a body that is supposed to be mine,” he hissed.I wanted to say something but the words became muffled because of his hand that was covering my mouth.My heartbeat wouldn’t stop beating loudly, it was so loud that I feared he could also hear it beating.“It should have been me holding you, having you by my side, not him. Not that bastard!” I whimpered as he leaned closer.Bringing his face closer to my neck, my body shivered as he brought his tongue out and licked my skin.I was helpless, he had his hand holding mine so tight that I felt it would hurt if he released me. While the othe
Alexander.Her cry for help was the only thing that was ringing in my head again and again as I stopped in the doorway glaring at the bastard who was still hovering above her.My eyes moved down from the fucker face to his pants that were falling at his feet, he was just in his boxers and then look at Genevieve who was still sitting on the floor with her face wet from the crying.I see red.I didn’t think of anything other than getting the bastard away from him.I lunged at him, holding him by his shirt and sending a clean blow to his cheek. He groaned and cried out but that wasn’t enough, as he brought his face up I send another blow to his face, again and again until the fucker’s face was barely noticeable.I dropped him on the ground, kicking his stomach and feeling more urge to hit him more.I didn’t stop until I was satisfied and wouldn’t stop even if I was. He should have thought twice before placing his hands on what was mine—on my girl.“Enzo…..stop you are going to kill him,”
Genevieve.As Alexander picked me up, his arms grazed my sore ass, I bit my lip hard so I wouldn’t wince and luckily for me, he didn’t notice.I was still in shock at what just happened, I couldn’t help but think of what would have happened if Alexander had been a minute late.I shook my head, clearing the thought from my head. Don’t think about it anymore, it didn’t happen. Alexander saved me, I am no longer in that room with him.I wrapped my arms around Alexander’s neck as he kept on walking with a straight face.He was fuming but trying hard not to show it, as we walked past everyone to the car, I had my eyes closed the whole time.I don’t want them to see me this way and thankfully Alexander walked away from the hall quickly.~~~~~The car ride was quick and though Alexander didn’t ask me questions when I winced—I know he heard me.He got out first before turning around to carry me, I wanted to protect but with just a look from him, I kept my mouth shut.He walked inside with tha
Epilogue. Genevieve. I have always dreamed of having this life filled with happiness and joy and I can’t believe I have it all. It has been two months since Alexander proposed and it still feels like yesterday. Dahlia had been buried—what was remaining of her—while the woman who turned out to be her mother by birth was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment. I didn’t know how burdened I was about that day until I saw her being walked out of the courthouse with handcuffs around her wrists. She is gone, she will no longer hurt me and any of my family again. Samantha and Jeremy are dating officially now and though Alexander had a hard time wrapping his head around the news he had no other choice but to give his blessings. I rubbed my sweaty hands against my dress again, I still couldn’t believe I was the one in the mirror. The custom-made wedding gown looked so pretty with diamonds that could blind anyone all over the body. Mom—Enzo’s mother—made sure I had the best of the be
Alexander. I got a call later that day that the car Dahlia and her accomplice were driving got into an accident, Dahlia died on the spot while her accomplice was rushed to the hospital. Everyone was still waiting for her to wake up and tell me what she knew. Genevieve woke up a day after being in the hospital and for the first time after hearing of her supposed death, I burst into tears. I didn’t realize how much I had missed her until she was in my arms and I was hugging her. She told us what she heard while she was in a coma, why Dahlia did this, and why she was trying to escape. It still doesn’t make any sense to me, she was the one who got adopted and yet she wanted a bigger share of the family’s wealth. I blamed Mr and Mrs Parker for treating her like a princess over their daughter, if they hadn’t made Dahlia feel superior this wouldn’t have happened. Speaking of Genevieve’s parents they heard about her being alive from the news. Every single TV station was announcing the
Alexander.It has been a week of hassle, a week of unfruitful work, and endless search. After that long week of searching for Genevieve, I was finally able to find her, just as I had thought all this while Dahlia had a hand in her accident.“Drive faster,” I shouted at the driver. It wasn’t his fault but I was impatient. I couldn’t wait to get to her on time, what if something had happened to her? What if she's in bad shape and couldn’t move? What if she hasn’t eaten for a long time now?A lot of what-ifs popped into my head and they were all negative thoughts.My leg bounced up and down as I stared out through the window.“Nothing is going to happen to her,” Jeremy said beside me.I looked at him and forced a smile. I feel grateful for having a best friend like him, he stood always there when I needed help. Apart from Jeremy, my father was the only one who knew about this—about us searching for Genevieve—when everyone concluded she was dead.“Don’t worry.” He added placing his hand o
Dahlia.It has been a rough week for me, first, the plan didn’t go as planned and next, I was being followed by Alexander’s men and now the bitch wasn’t waking up.I was burning with so much rage and anger that at times it felt like I should go into that basement and cut every wire connected to her off. I don’t care if she dies, I don’t care about the papers anymore.I just want her gone from my life.I haven’t hated anyone the way I hated her, she was just too pure and everyone who saw her loved her. While I was painted as the black sheep of the family.I was giving her just today, if she doesn’t wake up by the end of the day then I’m killing her for real.I looked at myself in the mirror as I tenderly rubbed my skin, I looked stressed out because of her. Everything that’s happening to me was because of her, I would have been happily married to Marcus by now if it wasn’t for her.Every failure in my life was all her.Letting out a sigh, I packed my hair, took a bath, and wore a black
*****The faint sound of a beeping sound pulled me out of my deep sleep. Slowly but surely my eyes that had felt like they were glued together opened but immediately had them shut when the bright lights attacked my eyes.I waited for a few minutes before opening them again and this time I wasn’t attacked by the lights like the first time.I blinked and stared at the dark ceiling for a while, before taking my eyes off it and looking around at the room I was in.The low beeping sound continued and only when I saw the IV pole and some other machine by the side of the bed.Where am I? I wondered.This doesn’t look anything like my room or anywhere familiar.I blinked and tried sitting up only to let out a curse and fall right back on the bed.Jesus! It felt like my whole body was on fire with just one movement.I didn’t try getting up again, my eyes went to the door, and wondered who was going to walk in through it.My arms hurt, my legs hurt, my whole body hurts.The place looked differe
*****“I can’t do it. They are already suspecting me enough, I don’t want to draw more attention to myself.” A familiar voice said in a hushed tone.That voice. Where have I heard it before? I know I have heard it somewhere but where?“Do it, Delilah, you have already come this far, what more can stop you.” Another unfamiliar voice probes into my head.Who was that?“I can’t do it. If you so much want to have revenge on them why can’t you do it yourself, do not use me. I’m not your tool, I have already gotten what I want and that’s her.” The familiar voice said again.Her?Who were they talking about?“Do you think bringing her here will be the only way to end this? No, Delilah, it won’t. We have to do what was planned and there’s no backing out on this?” The unfamiliar voice spoke again.“No, I can’t do this. I can’t do it.” I heard nothing after that. Quiet. The whole place was quiet……I flinched as I heard the loud sound of something hitting the wall and breaking into pieces.“You f
Alexander.The funeral was over and during the whole thing, I made sure to read everyone’s language around me. Anyone could be the one behind Eve’s accident, any one of them could be holding the real Genevieve.Mr and Mrs Parker weren't seen again after I had the guards escort them out, they should be glad that I wasn’t that mean towards them.They wouldn’t have left this place with their shoulders still raised high if I had said everything they did to Genevieve.I stood there watching as they lowered the casket to the ground, I remained there as they covered it with sand until there was nothing left.I was still there when everyone started leaving, I don’t know why it felt like I needed to pay a last respect to whoever was killed in that car instead of my Eve.She’s not the one and I hate how everyone was crying and crying.From my peripheral vision, I saw how Samatha and Jeremy were holding each other. His arms around her seem suspicious, it doesn’t look like the way a friend would
Alexander.After getting Mom to calm down, she left only after I promised her I would get ready and meet them downstairs.I could hear some voices from outside my room but I haven’t been able to go out and the people out there haven’t been able to come in. They know I wouldn’t like seeing anyone and I like how much they respected my space.“I know you aren’t dead, Eve,” I whispered to myself as I wore my suit jacket.I’m only doing this because I want to make whoever did this—that hurt and maybe have Eve—that I’m miserable without her.They should see that I’m broken and have moved on from her, I know that would get them to loosen up a bit. And maybe, just maybe I could get a lead from there.I stepped out of the room without bothering to comb or brush my hair, I walked past the two people camped outside my door and went downstairs.I knew their intention was to stay around me, watch over me, and make sure I did not do myself any harm.I may be out of my mind now but that doesn’t mean
Alexander.I stared at myself in the mirror and couldn’t believe I was looking right back at me. I looked different, crazy, a madman. Yes, that's what Sam called me and that is what I am.I went mad the day I got a call from the cops about Eve in an accident and the fucking hard part of it was that she didn’t survive.Neither she nor the driver survived the accident.She was burnt to ashes when the car went up in flames and couldn’t be saved—according to the fucking cops.I didn’t believe it, I didn’t want to believe that my Eve was gone. That something happened to her, that she wasn’t here with me anymore.But as the day passed and she didn’t return home, the feeling of losing her began to sink deeper into my heart.She’s gone.She’s no longer here with me, she's gone and I could do nothing about it.My hand clenched beside me as I kept on staring at myself in the mirror, I took notice of the eye bags under my eyes.I haven’t been able to sleep since I got that call, hell I have raid