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My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 12
(Emelda's POV) It was almost an hour, but Jonathan and Bryan's conversation intensified with every minute. I had tried to fall asleep earlier but the thundering noise echoing through the walls hindered me. I paced around the bedroom, trying to piece together the fragments of information I had. Jonathan seemed to be in charge, but was he the one controlling Bryan? And if so, why? Was it because of me? And why are they talking and shouting about a blocked card? As I pondered these questions, I finally heard the argument in the living room come to an abrupt end, followed by the sound of the front door slamming shut. I froze, wondering if Bryan had left. Cautiously, trying to avoid the creaking sound of the wooden door, I opened the bedroom door, peering out into the living room. It was empty. Bryan had left, and Jonathan was nowhere to be found. I stood there, my heart racing. I felt so lost, so alone. I didn’t know what was happening, or what my place in all of this was. Was
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 13
(Jonathan's POV) I could see the shock on Emelda’s face as she processed the information that Bryan was her husband, and not me. I knew that this was a lot to take in, and she needed time and space to digest the news. But I decided to try to comfort and talk with her. But just as I was about to speak, my phone buzzed for the third time in a row. Glancing down, I saw that it was my assistant. I didn’t want Emelda to know about this call or be able to overhear our conversation, so I quickly silenced the phone and excused myself. “I’m sorry, Emelda, but I need to take this call,” I said, my voice firm but gentle. “Please give me a moment.” With that, I turned and walked out of the apartment, pulling out my phone as I did so. "Good afternoon Sir," My assistant greeted me over the phone. "So sorry to bother you sir, it's just that…" She added calmly. “It's alright, I couldn’t take the call earlier,” I replied . “What’s the situation?” "I have some information from th
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 14
(Jonathan's POV)As the meeting with the heads of departments came to a close, I wasted no time in turning my attention to the pile of documents that required my review. The clock was ticking, and I knew that every minute was precious.With a sigh, I settled into my chair and began to work my way through the stack. My mind whirred as I processed the data and assessed each situation. Some of the reports were promising and exciting for our expansion, others less so, but I knew that each one deserved my full attention, so I carefully went through them all. "Finally," I uttered softly as I scrawled my signature across the final sheet and closed its file.I reached for my phone and dialed my assistant."Elizabeth," I said as she answered, my voice even and authoritative. "I've finished with the documents. Please make sure they're filed away appropriately and communicated to the relevant parties.""Okay sir," she answered, nodding her head slightly. "Would that be all sir? Any further i
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 15
Bryan's POVI stormed out of the country club, my face burning with anger.I couldn't believe that my grandfather had blocked my card, leaving me humiliated in front of my friends.How dare he do this to me? Doesn't he know who I am? Doesn't he know that I'm the only legacy he has left? I gritted my teeth, my fists clenching as I marched down the lighted city streets to go flag a cab down.I was done playing nice. If my grandfather wanted a war, he was going to get one.I didn't care if it meant burning everything he own to the ground.As I strode through the streets, my mind raced with thoughts of revenge."Good day sir," the cab driver greeted. "Where are we going?" Still enraged, I angrily told the driver my destination as I entered the cab. I stewed in the backseat of the private cab, my anger still simmering like a pot on the verge of boiling over.My phone buzzed for the fifth time, the persistent ringing only serving to heighten my irritation. With a growl, I snatched it up
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 16
Bryan's POV"You better stop being a spoiled child, throwing tantrums because you didn't get your way." My grandfather's voice thundered across the room. "Grow up! Bryan."I roared, my fury reaching a fever pitch as I spun to face him once more, ready to strike."You are just a bitter old man, looking for where you can exercise your power." I snarled, spitting out venom. "You are despicable and…!"In a flash, before I could complete my words, Jonathan's hand shot out, landing heavily on my face. I gasped for breath, the force like a vise, almost sending me to the ground. Firing a last glance at Jonathan, whose eyes burned with a rage to match my own, I stormed out of the apartment. "How dare he do that?" I blurted as I stormed down the stairs, my rage a palpable force that sprang forth from my inside wrapping every fiber of my being."Pathetic old man," I muttered, cursing beneath my breath, the words bitter on my tongue. "I'll show him what happens when you cross me."With each st
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 17
Emelda’s POV"Be strong," he whispered, his voice a soft whisper of wind. "You are strong. You are brave."I leaned into his touch in as much as I don't want to be strong, the safety and comfort of his presence was a balm to my soul.As his fingers continued to stroke my hair, the chaotic swirl of my emotions began to quiet, I felt peace. "You can do anything," he continued, his voice soothing and gentle. "You're stronger than you know."I nodded, his words sinking deep into my consciousness, planting seeds of strength and resilience within me."Always know that I'm proud of you," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear. "Always remember that.” he said once more as his touch on my hair faded gently until I couldn't feel it anymore.“Father!” I whispered inaudibly, barely hearing my own voice as a snapped my eyes open.I was met by a handsome face, our bodies so close I could feel the rise and fall of his breath against my own,his eyes dark with desire, his breath heavy with the
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 18
Emelda's POV“Get off!” I squealed, pushing Bryan off my body with all the strength in me. I wasn't able to take it any more. Even though, deep down my body wanted his but, I wouldn't want my first time to be in this manner. I wanted it to be a blissful experience, one where I would give myself wholly and my partner would do the same without being under the influence of alcohol or anything. As I stared at Bryan who was now on the floor after losing his balance, I shivered. I was shocked, I didn't know how or from where the strength sprang from. Somewhere deep within me, a spark of defiance was ignited, and the words of my father from my dream blazed through the fog of fear.As I laid in the bed still trying to understand what just happened, Bryan climbed back and charge towards me. His eyes still clouded in passion. Mustering all my strength, I pushed against Bryan again, shoving him with all my might
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 19
Bryan's POV My arms were still wrapped around Emelda, the warmth of her body against mine causing my hormones to swirl up and my mind racing with imagination when the kitchen door swung open. It was Jonathan.Emelda and I were too late to break off from our initial position. Jonathan paused in his track, his eyes flicking between us, his expression unreadable. For a moment, it seemed like time stood still, the silence heavy with unspoken questions or words from either of us. The awkward silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity.And then, in a gesture that was almost dismissive, he looked away, smiling faintly as he coughed to clear his throat.Moving his gaze and allowing his eyes to fall on Emelda, Jonathan finally broke the silence, his voice calm and measured. "Emelda," he said, "Are you ready for today?"Emelda stiffened, I could tell as I watched her, her body tensing with a sudden alertness. She glanced up at Jonathan, her eyes wide and uncertain, before turning.
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