Vanessa“The day is finally here sweetheart. I can't believe you're finally getting married." My mom say in a voice that is caught up between laughter and tears.I can't believe the day has finally come. I feel like I'm going to drown.“Yes mom. I can't believe I'm going to be married in a few hours." No. I really cannot believe it. I don't know what to feel right now but anxious is the most dominating of all the feelings coming up.I definitely did not make the right decision agreeing to this deal and I still have to live with it so I might as well suck it up and move one. The thing is, am I prepared for the five years long worth of unhappiness?“You must be so thrilled marrying the love of your life. I was..." She continues through the tears. “ I remember when your father asked me to marry him. We had nothing at the time, but we also had everything. We had each other which was more than enough for us both. We just knew we had to be with each other. I was at a bad place in my life ha
DimitriWe better finish this up so that I can leave for my wedding. I am getting pissed with every passing second.“ Are you sure it was not a bad idea to come here first on the morning of your wedding?" Carter says in my ear. “ I know you want to prove that you do not really care for her but this is extreme. I'm sure everyone is worried about your whereabout"“ If you are really scared that you cannot handle things here then you can say so. I will feel disappointed but I will also understand that seeing blood for as long as you have has finally taken its toll on you."He dismisses what I say “I am just worried about you. You could have let me do this on my own. You should know that I can handle things by now."“Which is exactly why I didn't want you to come here alone. Business is business regardless of my personal life. And I am not sure of how you will handle things. You both cannot stand each other and I don't trust you not to blow off his head and start a war."“I am not that im
VanessaIt is true what is said about marriages being one of the few events in life to reach out to the depths of our emotions. To touch the tiniest bits of our hearts we never even knew existed.I take another look at my reflection in the large mirror and I cannot recognize the person in it. Everything about me seems to be very different from what I am used to.The dress is a floor length alabaster gown with a train that does not extend too far. It is an A-line silhouette, light dress with lacy straps and bead embellishments on the upper side of it with a v-neckline that is moderate and does not make me look like a prostitute. I am so sure that the designer of this dress took more than enough time to create this elegant masterpiece and Tianna was right, I would have done the bridal universe a great injustice if I did not try to look my best in this dress.I take a look at what Diana has done on my face and I cannot help but admire the person inside the mirror with the minimal make-up
VanessaIs this what it feels like to be married? Does everyone who gets married immediately start to feel conscious. Conscious of the guests. Conscious of if they will find out the truth behind this relationship. Conscious of the man beside me, whose presence, I can't seem to ignore. His presence is all too consuming that for the most time, I feel like I'm only in his presence. Forgetting the other guests present.“You are very beautiful. I can see why boss wanted to tie you down real quick. He didn't want to give anyone a chance to snatch you away." I turn around and I come face to face with a very handsome man. Beautiful even. He is really tall. But not as tall as Dimitri. His eyes are like blue stones that go perfectly with his blonde hair. He also has a charming smile that enhances his beauty.“You're very pretty." I blurt out before I can control myself and cover my mouth with my palm as if that can stop the words from reaching his ears. He gives me an even wider smile and I f
VanessaThe silence for the entire ride home is very deafening and the tension is so thick that I'm sure a sharp knife would have a hard time cutting into it. He keeps his head straight and has not uttered a single word since he told me that we are leaving. Everyone was astonished that we were leaving so early because we are the ones being celebrated and I had no justification for our quick departure so I just hugged the people that matter and left.It didn't help that I had already moved in with Dimitri before the wedding, saying goodbye to them was hard. It is like the wedding was the pinch I needed to confirm the reality of what I got myself into.“You enjoyed it?" He asks pulling me out of my thoughts. I already forgot I was not the only one in the car.“Huh? Yeah." I have no idea what he is talking about and I answer off the top of my tongue. What is with him and cryptic questions?I see his grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles whitening. I have no idea what is wron
Vanessa“Yes."“Here?"“Yes."“You want me to put on a show for you? Like a prostitute?" I can feel the distaste on my tongue“Yes." He retorts in conciseness.“And you say that so casually like it is nothing. I am your wife and not some whore on the streets." My voice has gone up and I am practically shouting at this outrageous demand.He gets up from the sofa and in a few strides, he is right in front of me blocking out the view of the light from me. He stands taller than me and for the first time in a while, I feel very small. It is like his height and bulkiness have multiplied and now, I am scared.“You think you are any different from the ones in the streets? The ones I fuck are even better than you. They own who they are and live proudly but you? You are a hypocrite and do not deserve to be making demands." It's like his voice drops, sounding deadlier by the second, and with every word, he takes a threatening step towards me that makes me take a scared one backward until I feel
VanessaWho says we are done here?"The sound of his voice sends chills through my body. Not the kind of chills from the rainy days or the cold, snowy, winter nights. The kind of chills that reignites the fire from the depth of my gut, that makes me forget about the shame I felt from the humiliation I suffered through not too long ago.He walks slowly over to me and reaches behind me and pulls me flush against him by the back of my head. It hurts a bit when he twirls his fist rolling my hair around it and pulling it backwards. No we are staring deep into each other and a silent communication passes between us increasing the electricity that is created through our physical contact. I do not need for him to explain what is about to happen but what is surprising is how okay I am with it. How much I want it to happen.He takes off his clothes and is left in only boxer briefs giving me a perfect show of his body which I find hard to tear my gaze from. I drag my eyes through his body that s
Dimitri“Did the work police show up at your place and pull you away from your wife?" Carter asks waltzing in, not bothering to knock, like he owns the place.“Did you cut short your marriage just for work?" He questions again. If this was someone else, I would have him thrown out of the building but he is Carter Astor and he thinks he owns everywhere.“Where is the file on the Singapore project?" I mutter under my breath in an attempt to evade his question. I am not in the mood to speak with anyone but who is Carter without a little fight to mess with my sanity?“Trying to avoid the question right?" The no response is my response.“Are you already having issues with the wife?" And that brings up the thought I have been trying so hard —and failing— to push away. I can still remember the way she smelled, coconut and vanilla, perfect and feminine. The way her body trembled over my touch, the soft of her skin, her body structure — perfect unlike the others with plastic fillers —, the wa
It was brought to my attention that I missed up the chapters. I'm really sorry about and I've made adjustment. All chapters are now in order of arrangement. In the right order and if it's still the same. I will advise you remove this book from your library and add it again. I'm really sorry about the errors. Happy reading. Don't forget to let me know about your thoughts and opinions. You can as well check out my other books. My daughter's nanny, Pregnant for the bully, The bad boy's obsession. Y'all have a nice day. Next update will be coming soon.
Dimitri I'm walking around the house to see if there is anyone. I keep searching for her but she does not seem to turn up anywhere. “That's odd". I was told that she was waiting for me. That she kept looking out the window to see if I had arrived. That after looking out the window, she would go back to my room to check and confirm if she had missed my arrival and now that I am here I cannot seem to find her. “Where did she go?" I ask the house. For a moment, I could hear my voice echo through the walls. I look around to see if there is any other person around and there is no one. The house has the best and most magnificent kind of furnishing. The type that visitors never fail to praise and gush about. The type that she put in all her time and energy to perfect but they seem to be the only things taking up the space. It seems like the house was built and decorated only for furniture. It's sad but it is what I am used to. I walk into her room and look around everywhere but she is stil
Dimitri I hear the door open and Francesca walks right in. “I had a room prepared for you. I hope you do not have any plans to go back tonight." “Yes, son. You should not be thinking of leaving tonight. We don't know how long before they attack again. We cannot risk anything." He backs her up but I am not having any of it. “I am not going to hide from anyone or anything. If I am to be attacked again the moment I leave then so be it. I have no plan of giving anyone access to my brain to dictate my movement." They plan to get me paranoid. To get me scared that I do not trust anything around me. I'll be damned if I give them that pleasure. It would be better if they kill me right away. “You are not being reasonable Dimitri. You should at least let things settle for the night and move out tomorrow." She suggests. Francesca does not just care for anyone like that. She certainly has an ulterior motive for her to insist on this. “Dimitri try to be reasonable. Your life right now is more
Dimitri As soon as I walk in through the doors for the second time this night, I am immediately engulfed in a hug. Francesca rushes to me quickly and traps me in a hug which I immediately pull away from. I do not want her touching me. Not even a near-death experience is enough to make me tolerate her touch. She does not seem to get the message though as she reaches and holds my face. “I am glad you are okay. I was so worried about you." She drawls. “There is no need for that," I answer monotonously. “I am so relieved that nothing happened to you. Not a scratch on you." She tries to sound concerned but it sounds differently in my ears. I know she would not order an attack on me but I do know that it is a lie when she said she's relieved that there is no scratch on me especially not with the news I gave her a while ago. She might not want me dead but she would appreciate a broken bone or two. I do not respond to that. I walk in the direction of her father's study and she follows suit
UNKNOWN POV I watched him leave the house and get into the car. I watched him drive off and I notice him talking to someone in the car while driving so I send them to attack. He thought his godfather will deliver him from my hands. He thinks all of this plan just happened to come around today which is why he thinks he can beat me. I feel sorry for his wife though. She got married to a man who is already halfway in the grave. I am not ready to kill him yet. I want him paranoid. To live I great fear. He is very stubborn just like his father so it will be very interesting to watch him unravel. Piece by piece I will tear him apart until there is nothing left after which I will grant him his heart's desire of death. The bastard thinks anyone can find me. I am everywhere he is and nowhere at the same time. It would be difficult to find his own shadow. He might continue to search but he will never find me. Not until I am ready to deliver the final blow. I watch the two bikers intercept h
Dimitri The sound of her voice pierces through the house. It would not be nice to argue with someone like her as he 'Mr voice' might shatter everything. “Ah! I did not tell you earlier. Dimitri just got married and he is here on a honeymoon with his wife." He excitedly breaks his need for her. “What? That's not true is it?" She asks with hope on her face like she is waiting for me to deny it. “It is true and they are coming over for dinner this weekend." He adds. “I wasn't asking you, Dad. I want him to speak for himself." She does not fail to hide how disrespectful she is to anyone. It isn't something I am not used to. “I am married and I have to get back to my wife soon," I reply only because her father is here and he probably thinks we are still on good terms. No man wants anyone to disrespect his daughter especially not in front of him. “Why didn't you invite us?" Thank God she is sensible enough to hide part of her feelings. “Stop trying to drill the man. He had to rush it
Dimitri “Hello Francesca," I say and try to escape her embrace but she does not let go. This is the one thing I did not prepare my mind to face but I am not surprised. I was told that she moved away from her father's home. I guess someone told her I was coming around tonight. “Why did it take you so long to come here? Have you been avoiding me? Do not lie to me. I know you too well." I force her hands away from my waist. This time, she does not resist. She moves from behind to the front of me, coming in line with my vision. She is clad in a red dress with a deep neckline, revealing her cleavage. Vanessa would never wear something like this. It is so obvious what she is trying to do so I let my eyes rest on her breasts for a little longer. She got ves off a very wide smile of satisfaction thinking she has me buying whatever it is she is trying to sell to me. “I do not avoid anyone. You only get to see me when I want you to." I state carefully with no hope that she will understand.
Dimitri The look in her eyes stayed with me for the rest of the night. I know that I am hurting her. Heck, it was so vivid on her face that even a blind person will notice but I cannot put everything on hold because of her or anyone. Life has to move on and whether I like it or not, I have issues that I need to see the end of. For myself and everyone. My phone's ringtone shakes me out of my thoughts. I look at the screen and it is Trent. I am shocked that he has the time to call me because he seems distracted lately. I immediately get into my car and answer the call. “Hello, lover boy. Hope you are having a lot of fun?" Unlike the other immature adult, this one's jokes seem to make a little bit more sense. “Fun is for the jobless. What do you need?" I go straight to the point. “Hey, Hey! Take it easy there. Did I pull you away from the embrace of your true love? You will have to pardon me for that my Lord." I realized that I spoke too soon when I called him sensible. He is only th
Vanessa “Hello, Vanessa." I hear Stephan's voice come in through the speaker. His voice is one that I can never mistaken for any other person. It has not been that long but it has been a while since I last heard him speak. Not that I still have a crush on him but I do enjoy the sound of him speaking. “Hello Mr. Stephan," I respond “Stephan remember? He tells disapproving of how I refer to him. “Yes, Stephan. How are you doing?" I enquire. “I am doing well enough. How is married life and how is my brother treating you? “He treats me good enough and I am still adjusting to being married." I lie. I want to scream something different at the top of my lungs. He is not treating me like a wife should be treated. The truth is that he made me sign papers so that I do not reveal the fact that he cannot use the normal approach to find a wife. He had to pay a lot of money. And me, being the gold digger, had to be the one to collect the money and sell herself off and now it is dawning on me