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Genevieve.There was only one thought in my head as we both shook our hands; am I making the right decision?Was I going to place my trust in a man I know nothing about?But this….this wasn’t about trust, it’s about my revenge. It’s about me becoming stronger than I was before, it’s about me fighting for my rights.“Your head is in the cloud again,” I blinked and slowly brought my face down. My cheeks were burning with embarrassment.“Since we have settled this, I don’t think there’s a need for you to break this off,” he added and all I could do was nod.I have just signed a deal with the devil people, please save me.“Stop giving me that look,” he said.I looked at him with my eyebrows raised,“What look?”“The look that says ‘I’m going to kill you and bury you alive if you break the deal’”Oh, he’s also a mind reader.“I….I don’t have that look,” I shifted in my seat.I could still feel his gaze on me, and after a while, he spoke up.“Would you like a drink?” He asked, moving away t
Genevieve.I tossed around the bed, I couldn’t sleep, I mean how can I sleep when my mind has been clouded with thoughts?The annoying handsome man left me alone in his living room after he said that I was shown this room by a maid who popped out of nowhere.Since I couldn’t go home, I had no choice but to go with her. The maid provided the night dress I was putting on and also some necessities for the night.And here I am an hour later in this unfamiliar bed and unfamiliar room drowning in thoughts.I can’t believe he could do that, he could leave after suggesting something like that.He didn’t expect me to just agree with his terms because he wanted to help me.I can’t even picture myself doing any of those things; kissing and holding hands. I can manage that but I can’t sleep with him.He wasn’t the one I loved, nor did I like him.I can’t even picture myself sleeping with someone like him. He is handsome, yes but I can’t do that with him. Just the thought of it was making me so…..
Genevieve.I shook the thought out of my mind. I closed my eyes and opened them a minute later to see the sexy man standing in front of me. He was just a foot away from me, any movement from me would make our bodies touch. His chest was staring directly at me and the light was making it harder to see it clearly, yeah that’s how greedy my mind is; I wanted to see everything right there. I wanted to touch it and roam my hands around his body—gosh, what is wrong with me?I thought.I took my eyes off his naked chest and blushed when I saw the smirk on his face.“What? Done staring at my body?” He asked with a teasing smirk on his face.My cheeks reddened more, “I….I wasn’t staring at anything and besides you do not have a perfect body to look at,” I blurted the words out before stopping myself.What the hell did I just say?His body wasn’t perfect?! His body was far from perfect, instead, it was…..I don’t have the words to use but my gushing over his body was already a sign to know how g
Genevieve. The morning came earlier than expected, I got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. I almost broke the mirror when I saw how horrible I looked, there were eyebags under my eyes and my eyes looked a bit red. I had a headache and I felt tired and sleepy. I turned on the faucet and washed my face with water. I looked around and sighed in relief when I saw a new spare brush in one of the cabinets. I quickly brushed my teeth and showered with the cold water. I needed something to wake up my sleepy body. I stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel on and stopped in my tracks when I saw a shopping bag sitting on the bed. With the logo on the side I already knew what was inside, dahlia often shops at this particular store so I knew about it. I walked towards it and brought out the content in it, it was a dress; plain but it was super expensive. I quickly put the dress on and wouldn’t stop blushing after seeing the undies with it. I packed my hair in a loose ponyta
Genevieve.I thought that I could at least sneak into my room and gain more courage before meeting my parents but I was wrong when I saw them sitting in the living room staring at me like they had been expecting me all morning.Mother's face was livid like she wanted to grab the nearest item and throw it at me, while Father…..fathers face was just expressionless and it reminded me of the man who had just dropped me.“Good morning father, mother,” I greeted them as I stood there awkwardly.They were not saying anything, they didn’t even answer my greeting and when the silence was becoming awkward I decided to go upstairs.“And where do you think you’re going to?” Mother's voice stopped me from taking a step.Slowly, I turned around and looked at her.“To….my room,” I nervously replied.I knew I was in big trouble, and I could tell something big was about to happen this morning.“What room? The one you bought with your own money or the one we provided for you?” She asked, still sitting
Genevieve.A stranger.That’s all I am to her. She doesn’t see me as the daughter who she got back after getting lost for so long, but just a stranger.That was all I was to my mother.“Is….is that how you feel about me? That I am a stranger?” I asked, biting my inner cheek so I wouldn’t cry.I wasn’t going to break down in front of her, she didn’t deserve that.She kept quiet but I wasn’t having any of it, she should say what’s in her mind—what has been in her mind for so long.“Speak up mother! Tell me how you feel?” I asked, shouting at her but I didn’t care.I no longer care if she stops her income from going to the orphanage, I no longer care what she thinks about me, I no longer care about getting into her good side.How do I get into the good side of someone who considers me a stranger? How do I get into the good side of someone who doesn’t even want me?“Don’t you dare raise your voice at your mother, young lady,” Father said, causing me to look at him.“You heard what she sai
Genevieve.Strong arms wrapped around my waist and before I knew it I was dragged back inside the house. I screamed and thrashed in the person's arm but I couldn’t free myself or rather the person was just too strong.I kept on screaming until we got back to the living room, mother and father were both staring at me with an evil glint in their eyes and for a moment I thought they were going to hurt me.Fear seeped into my soul as I was placed in front of them.“What’s the meaning of this mother?” I asked angrily.I was seething with anger, just when I thought I had control over my life, just when I thought I could finally leave this hell of a mansion, they had to drag me back.“I’m doing what is good for this family and yourself Genevieve,”“How about you let me go? I think that would be good for everyone?” I challenged her, my anger was visible in my voice.“You are being childish Genevieve, grow up. You are acting like a child because your fiancé fell in love with your sister. At le
Alexander.I couldn’t take my eyes off her even as the car drove away, in fact, I wanted to tell my driver to turn the car around so I could take her away from this place. The whole ride to the company, my mind was on her, I wanted to do so many things for her. There was something about her that kept calling into my dark cold self.It wasn’t a secret that I wanted her and I think she knows that. I have never been this attracted to someone as I am to Genevieve. The first time I saw her at the party, the only thought in my head was that I wanted her. I wanted to have a taste of her, this was the first time I’d wanted a woman and it came as a surprise to me.I sighed and stepped out of the car, I ignored the greetings from the workers as I walked inside the company.They weren’t my problem right now, the only thing in my head was her, the little woman I so wanted to possess. I wonder if I will be able to do anything today.“And look who decided to show up,” I scoffed and walked past him
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 best for
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 return
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