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My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 71
Natasha's POVI stood in the darkness, far beyond sight as I waited for Cassandra to come out of the building. As I stood, my mind ran back to the very first day I saw her. It was the day I was humiliated by that brat, Emelda. After the security guard dragged me out, I still lurked around enough to see the drama that played out just a few minutes after I was thrown out. I watched the way the sophisticated, unfamiliar lady spoke, her body language and even the way Bryan, who I had just found out was married to Emelda reacted when he saw her. Putting one and two together, I concluded that there had to be a history between them, so I took note of Cassandra and began to follow and watch her secretly.As my mind played back the memories, I finally spotted Cassandra, she was walking towards her car in the parking lot. I adjusted my hood, took a deep breath and began to follow her. Today was the perfect time to introduce myself.Cassandra's voice was cold as ice as we spoke, she exuded an
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Bryan's POV I stretched, my muscles aching from hours of slaving over my computer. A long, drawn-out yawn escaped my mouth as I rose from my desk, my eyes heavy with exhaustion."All this overtime is going to kill me, I wonder how Jonathan was able to juggle around all these tasks." I muttered to myself, a wry smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. “Well, I guess he really didn't mind. The entire company and even his role as the CEO then was his lifeblood, he always said people were counting on him, so he couldn't afford to slack off.” As my thoughts ran, immediately my eyes flicked to the glass window by the side. "Wow I didn't realize it was dark already." I uttered, “Time really flies these days, especially when having a lot of responsibility in your hands, I guess," I muttered as I clicked the button to shut down my computer. Running my left hand through my hair, I sighed and began to gather up a few important things into my black leathered bag, after I was done, I headed
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Emelda's POV.I woke to the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee, baked pancakes, and to the smiles of Bryan directly to my face. I let out a soft yawn as I stretched and sat up, leaning my back against the bed, and supporting myself with a pillow. "What's this all about ?" I asked casually, my voice still heavy with sleep.Bryan grinned, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Just a little something to start your day off right," he said, placing the tray on the bedside table.“Oh, I see.” I voiced out casually after thanking him, my tone off. “What's the issue?” Bryan asked, confusion clearly visible on his face, “You don't want pancakes?” I hesitated for a while, then decided to air my view. “I came to check up on you before leaving yesterday just to be informed that you were having a meeting with Cassandra and you didn't want to be disturbed.” I blurted out angrily.I paused, then continued, “You just forgot about me.” Bryan's expression shifted, his smile becoming more forced as he
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Natasha’s POV I smudged satisfyingly as I watched Emelda walk into the bar, her smile bright and her eyes sparkling, “How gullible can one really be?” I thought in my head, adjusting the collar of my yellow flowered shirt. “Was she really that dumb or just stupidly forgiving? Or just naive?” I hissed silently as I stood up. Emelda had always been easy to fool and trample upon. But I actually thought getting her to meet me would be a difficult one after our last ordeal at her work premise. As I walked towards her I felt no atom of regret for what I was about to do. The money Cassandra was giving me was huge, and well Emelda deserved what was coming her way. She had always painted me the bag egg because she was too good. Well, no more. I was going to make her pay for first humiliating me at her office and then for all the things she did during our childhood days. “Hey sis!” She let out after I greeted her, wrapping my arms around her. As she turned to meet my gaze, I plastered
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Emelda's POV My eyes fluttered open as my head pounded with pain. Still trying to figure where I was, I blinked against the harsh light over me. The room was unfamiliar, the concrete walls and sparse furnishings making it look more like a prison cell than a bedroom.A low groan escaped my throat as I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. “What happened to me?” Not able to move my body, I turned my head to the side, my heart skipping a beat as I immediately caught sight of a hulking figure trying to lean over me."Where am I?" I croaked, my throat dry and scratchy.The man kept quiet but continued leaning in closer, his hot breath tickling my neck as a leering and uncomfortable smile spread across his face."You're exactly where you're supposed to be, doll," he growled, his voice deep and menacing. "And I'm gonna make sure you don't forget the fun of it."“Fun? What do you mean?” I shrugged, trying to move myself away from him as he came closer. “Just lay quietl
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Bryan's POV I sat in my office, my assistant Shan and I, running through the list of to-dos for the company dinner, but my mind kept wandering to my Emelda.She was supposed to be home hours ago, but there had been no word from her. I tried to dismiss the worry that had been gnawing at my gut throughout the meeting with my assistant, but it was becoming harder and harder to ignore."And for the main course, sir, the caterers were thinking of roast beef or perhaps a salmon? Which would you prefer, sir." Shan asked, breaking into my thoughts."The salmon sounds good," I replied, my voice distracted."And for the decorations, sir, were you thinking of a winter wonderland theme or something more..." Shan trailed off, sensing my impatience.“Sir, is everything okay?” He asked, concern laced in his voice."Nothing really, but, I have to go, Shan," I said, standing up from my chair and gathering my things. "The salmon and winter wonderland sounds fine. Just make sure everything is ready for
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Casandra's POVIt was almost seven in the evening when I drove through my gates. Turning off the ignition, I alighted from the vehicle, and slammed the door of my Sledan shut with a satisfying thud.The scent of jasmine and citrus from the flowering trees that lined the driveway filled the air, their delicate blossoms fluttering in the warm breeze.Today, like every other day except the weekend, was really stressful. "Finally home," I murmured as I turned to the passenger’s door behind, reaching out for its handle so that I could get out my dinner dress and other items I got. As I opened the passenger's door, my eyes fell on the planning committee file laying comfortably on the seat. The sight of it made the day's events come flooding back to me. The meetings, the presentations, and of course, the encounter with Emelda.The anger that had simmered inside me all day threatened to boil over once more as the memory of our cold and silent war during the meeting began to replay in my m
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Bryan's POV The darkness of the room was so thick as it enveloped me like a heavy blanket, when I opened my eyes. The clock on my bedside table read 3:00 am, its bright red numbers the only light seen in the dark.I sighed, my body still tense with excitement and anxiety. The dinner party was less than 24 hours away, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and eagerness. It was my first annual dinner party as the company's CEO and low-key I wanted my late parents and grandfather, Jonathan to be proud of me wherever they are. I tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position."Maybe a cup of tea will help," I muttered to myself, my voice a low, hoarse whisper.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, the cold floor sending a shiver up my spine as I stood up.Letting out a quiet yawn, I exited the room and shuffled to the kitchen, the light from the hallway illuminating my path. The house was so quiet, that the only sound that was heard was my soft footsteps an
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Bryan's POV I sat in the silence of the living room after making sure my house was rid of Cassandra and every single thing Cassandra owned. With anger still coursing through me, I sat rigid as I stared blankly at the television in front of me. My mind drifted as the images flashed on the screen, the light from the LED screen washing over my face as I sat in contemplation.As much as I tried to follow through with the show on the television, my thoughts instead turned to Emelda, the woman I had loved and lost, her face floating in the darkness of my mind as I thought about where she might be.I closed my eyes, the memories of Emelda swirling in my mind as I remembered the past, the feelings of love and happiness we had shared before everything had gone wrong, before I had pushed her away.As irritation towards myself grew, I sighed, sat up and reached for the remote control. I muted the television and sat alone in silence with my thoughts in the room. I had to think well and fast.
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My head was pounding as I leaned back in the passenger seat, the world around me spinning as the cab pulled away from Cassandra's house. "Idiot," I muttered, my voice low and venomous as I glared out the window into the quiet street."What the hell were you thinking?"I ran my hands through my hair, my mind racing as I tried to remember what had happened.“Oh! The bar. I guess I got so drunk,” I recalled my jaw clenching as the memories of the previous night and the videos I received came rushing into my mind.The thoughts of Cassandra and me in an intimate position crossed my mind and immediately my heart cringed. “Gosh! I just hope nothing like that happened.” I let out as I ran my palm across my face. "Cassandra," I growled, my jaw clenching again as I recalled her face last night, her voice, her touch. "She was all over me, practically dripping with seduction."I shook my head, disgusted with myself. "I should have been smarter," I muttered. "I should have resisted her."But I h
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