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My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 28
Bryan’s POVWhat the hell just happened? Of course she would go and embarrass herself. Clumsy, as always.“Too much for being worthy of the position.” I smirked beneath my breath immediately. Emelda scrambled to the ground to pick up her fallen bag and items littered on the floor. I could not hide the inner satisfactory thought that part of the reason she was nervous was because of me. She wouldn’t have guessed for anything that I would be working in the same firm as she, or that rather, I am the sole heir of the company and all that it owns.Served her right for deciding to join the twisted game his grandfather was playing. As I stared at her, my thoughts rewinded to the three minutes before she fell. Emelda, directed by the HR manager, had walked in graciously dressed in a corporate navy blue gown and a floral lapel which had stuck beautifully on her. Her hair was styled to a ponytail and her li
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 29
Emelda's POV I had just stepped out of the boardroom, my head still reeling from the success of the meeting, when I felt a strong arm encircle my waist, pulling me back into the shadows.Before I could even react, Bryan was upon me, his lips pressing against mine in a fierce, possessive hunger and sudden assault.I could feel his blood surged through his firm arms wrapped around me. His grip was strong as he held tightly, not letting go no matter how hard I pushed.My body tensed in shock, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to comprehend what was happening."Bryan, stop!" I gasped, my voice a hoarse whisper as I tried to push him away once more, my hands pushing against his chest as I struggled for breath.But the more I tried, Bryan's grip tightened around my waist, his body a wall of heat as he held me captive in his arms.As I struggled against his grip, Bryan's hold on me loosened, his lips fin
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 30
Jeffrey’s POVI eased into my chair, my body sinking into the familiar comfort of the cushioned seat as I unpacked my laptop and other items from my backpack, neatly arranging them on my desk."Hey Jeffrey," a warm voice called out from the neighboring cubicle, "how was your weekend?"I turned to see Joey, my colleague, her smile beaming as she leaned over her desk, her laptop already turned on."It was pretty good, Joey," I replied, returning her smile. "How about yours?"Joey’s smile widened as she gestured towards her desk, her fingers dancing across the surface of her laptop."Oh, you know, the usual," she said with a laugh. "Catching up on the girls and some other personal stuffs and trying to get all the rest needed before the weekend ends."I chuckled, the warmth of my humor brightening her smile. “That's great,”"You're always so cheerful and warm, Jeffrey," Joey said, shaking her head in amuse
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 31
Bryan's POVI stood at the corner, my mind reeling as I struggled to process what had just happened.Emelda's words still echoed in my ears, her voice ringing with a defiant fire that I had never expected from her, a fire that had left me mouth-tied.I don't know the one that stood out, the hunger as our lips joined or the intensity of her slap when I began to be my usual self.I touched my face again, the heat of her slap still stung on my cheek as I tried to make sense of the situation.I was never one to ever lack words to say but the echo of Emelda’s words coupled with the slap I never saw coming glued my tongue to my teeth.Emelda's words had struck a nerve, had stirred something deep within me that I had long since pushed down, something that I had tried to bury beneath layers of bravado and apathy.I could still picture her face, the hurt and anger in her eyes as she'd turned away from me, her words a condemnation of my actions. I was still lost in my thoughts when my phone ra
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 32
“Phew! Finally,” I let out softly as I sank into the comfortable black office seat. After a rather chaotic turnout of events I was finally settling into my workspace for the day. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaos of my thoughts.As I began to arrange my things on my desk, my mind couldn't help but drift to the events of earlier that day, my mind replaying the confrontation with Bryan in vivid detail.I winced at the memory, a pang of regret hitting me as I realized that I had gone too far.I shook my head, trying to push the thought aside, and choosing to focus instead on the news from the clinic.My mind reeled as I thought about the employee who had fainted causing the chaos some minutes ago. The news of his condition left me both concerned and confused."A very low pressure," the doctor had said, the words echoing in my mind as I tried to make sense of it.I knew that low blood pressu
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 33
Emelda's POVMy heart continued to race as I watched Bryan charge towards Jeffrey and I. What could he be up to this time? It was safe to conclude that Bryan, aside from being arrogant, was also very impulsive in his actions. My body began to tense in fear as he drew closer, his expression hard and unyielding."Go home, Jeffrey," he snapped, his voice like ice as he crossed over to where I was and held onto me firmly. “Ms. Ferdinand and I have unfinished business.” Jeffrey looked between us, his brow furrowed in confusion as he took in the tension in the air.Jeffrey hesitated, his eyes flicking between us before he finally turned away."Well, I'll leave you two to it, then," he said, his voice growing quiet as he turned to leave, his disappointment clear in his tone. I waited patiently till Jeffrey drove before turning to face Bryan. "What do you think you're doing?" I demanded, my voic
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 34
Bryan’s POVI hit my fist slightly on the empty space beside me as the car drove off leaving Emelda few blocks away from the house. “Can you speed up?” I growled at the innocent driver. “Sir, this isn’t a highway sir. Houses are all over. We wouldn't want to mistakenly run into kids playing in the streets sir.” He answered, his voice low and respectful. “I don’t care, do as I say.” I answered without thinking, allowing my anger to get to me.As the car picked up speed I knew that I was being reckless but I just wanted all the raging emotions within me to stop. I just didn’t want to feel. I wanted to become numb.I wanted to not have any care in this world.“How dare she talk to me in that manner again.” I spat almost inaudibly. “Acting like she knows me too well. Who gave her that damn right.” As I fumed in anger, I realized I wasn't just angry at Emelda anymore rather I was mad
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 35
Bryan's POVThe scent of the early morning sun wafted through my nose as I laid tired on the bed. I blinked my eyes open and was surprised to find myself alone in the bed, Emelda's side of the mattress empty, the sheets still imprinted with the shape of her body.Reaching for my phone, I checked the time, surprised to see that it was just past seven. I thought I had overslept, yesterday was indeed a handful. She must have woken up early, I thought to myself, feeling a sense of unease as I sat up in bed, my mind racing as I tried to figure out where she would be.As I sat there, the memory of Emelda's crying from the night before became fresh in my mind.I had come in to get my phone, thinking she would be asleep. I came in quietly but my heart shattered when I saw her face all buried in the pillow as she sobbed quietly. “Oh! Bryan, what did you do.” I rhetorically asked, deep ache spreading through
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