Tammie's Point of View
Tammie entered the room, her heart pounding as she found the faces of the board members and James. The room was surcharged with tension, and urgency in the situation demanded value for every second.
"I want to thank you all for coming, on such short notice," Tammie tried to keep a calm head. "I know that this is a critical general moment for our company."
James nodded, showing his wrinkles of worry. "We've got the creditor's demands. They want repayment within 24 hours or they'll take legal action."
The board members looked around at each other nervously. Tammie felt her anxiety shoot up. "What are our options?"
James stepped onto the stage. "We can try to bargain for more time, but it may not fly. The other option we have is to find the funds—quickly."
Tammie didn't know what to do. She thought of the contract Collins offered. This money could solve her immediate financial crisis, but more than that, accepting his proposal meant agreeing to his offer—an arranged marriage.
Someone knocked at the door. A young executive entered with a phone. "Ms. Daniels, it's Collins Blackwood on the line."
But her heart missed a beat and then set off galloping. "Thank you," she said, as she took the phone. "Hello, Collins."
"Hi, Tammie," began in a calm voice. "I just found out about the situation. I have the terms of our deal to discuss with you, assuming you are ready."
She took a deep breath. "I'm in a meeting. Can we speak in person?"
"Sure, I can come to your office. I'll be there shortly."
Tammie hung up and felt a peculiar mix of relief and an ever-growing sense of foreboding. She glanced at the boardroom. "They sent Collins down here. I've gotta get with him regarding the proposal. In the meantime, we'll hammer out what we've got for making a deal with the creditor.
The board members nodded, and the meeting started with an air of urgency. Tammie's mind was divided between the financial crisis and the discussion that was about to happen with Collins. At this moment, time seemed to go as though run by a ticking clock.
When he entered, Collins was dressed to the nines, and the air of efficiency and assurance surrounded him. He greeted everyone with pleasure and turned to Tammie only then. "Shall we discuss the details?
Tammie guided him to a private office, where they would be only. "I must decide soon. That is the thing - this creditor's deadline breathing on my neck."
Collins nodded. "I can see that. Alright here is my deal - huge loan I give you to handle all that you need, but." he made the 'for-one/small-print-fine-print' finger gesture. «We still have to go through with the marriage deal. I get a hundred percent nuptials, your
Tammie eyed over the papers. The terms were clear, but the implications were heavy. "This takes care of the immediate financial issues, but means a commitment to marriage, are you sure about this?"
"I am," responded Collins firmly. "This is not just about business. My father's wish was for us to find stability and possibly more through this union. I am offering you an escape from this mess and an opportunity for us to head in one direction."
Tammie felt a twinge of unease. "What if I can't do this? What if the marriage doesn't work out?"
Collins's face softened slightly. "If it doesn't work we can take care of it. But for now, we have the possibility of fixing the short-term issue. Your father's company is important, as is your future."
Suddenly Tammie's head was filled with a hundred possible scenarios. She was considering her father's health the future of his company or even the fact that she could no longer be able to carry on with her life. The choice was very bleak, but she knew that she had to make it quickly.
She kept silent as she looked at Collins; her heart was heavy with what she was about to decide. "Okay. I'll agree to the deal. We must get the money and save the company. Anyway, we need to deliberate on the issue, don't we?"
Collins nodded, alighting a little ease in his eyes. 'We will make do. Let's just work on how to end the crisis of the company after we have finalized the details. '
Tammie signed the contract renewal with a mixture of feelings: resignation and hope. She would now move in an entirely different direction than she had originally planned, but she had decided it all for her father's company and her future.
As Collins walked out of the office, Tammie re-entered the boardroom. She briefed the members briefly on the new plan, and they soon sprang back into action, working to implement the financial rescue.
The next few hours blurred past. Now the future of the company depended on quick and effective negotiations. Tammie felt the pressure of responsibility, though a glint of hope existed.
As she drew the meeting to a close and began to get ready to move on to the next stage, her eyes flickered towards the hour. Late, but not by a long shot over. The crisis was being managed; she realized her personal and emotional challenges were just beginning.
Tammie knew that the days ahead would be filled with uncertainty and adjustment. She had made a decision and hoped it would lead to a better future. As soon as she walked in, her phone buzzed with a text from Collins: 'I'll see you soon to talk about what's next.'
Together, we'll make this work.
Tammy breathed heavily and braced herself for the challenges ahead. The path was set, and the steps were just starting.
Collins's Point of ViewDays seemed to fly by in a blurry haze of preparation and meetings. Tammie hardly even had a moment to reconcile everything that was happening. Her life had been turned upside down in a matter of days, and she was now hurtling towards something she had never in her wildest dreams thought would come to pass, an arranged marriage.It had all been as Collins had promised, and he came to the office every day to assist in sorting out the financial mess. They had managed to restore the company to solvency and stabilize it by bargaining with creditors and calming down anxious investors. The worst of the crisis was over. The business of their marriage, such as it was, had been attempted.One afternoon, as they sat in her office, Collins looked up from a stack of papers. "We need to discuss the wedding."Tammie's stomach twisted. "We need to discuss the wedding? This all feels so… surreal."Collins leaned back on the chair, scrutinizing her face. "I know this is a lot t
Tammie's PovThe wedding was over, but in Tammie's mind there still lived a patina of disquiet. And that guy at the reception continued to play in her mind. Who was he? And what did he want? She was asking herself many questions as she couldn't fix her life.The morning-after wedding was the first time Tammie had been out of bed; Collins sat at her feet, dressed. He sat on the brown sofa drinking coffee, reading e-mails with his thumb. He looked up as she walked into the kitchen and smiled slightly.Morning," he responded, and she was struck by the calm amiability in his voice.“Morning,” Tammie answered, putting on a smile. It still took some getting used to the fact that she had only just met her husband.I have some meetings today— Collins told her, —We must also see what new business to start with later.Tammie nodded slowly, a little overjoyed but otherwise quietly irritated. Partly relieved she would not be subject to his torment all day, and partly irritated that her marriage f
Chapter 6 A soft sigh escaped Tammie’s lips, as the golden ray of the sun cast a warm glow on her face. She pushed the duvet off her body and walked towards the bathroom, her mind still occupied with the suspicious note and the secrets Collins was hiding. The note had her heart racing, thoughts of who to believe clouding her mind. She soaked her body in a hot, simmering bath and closed her eyes to clear her mind. Tammie couldn't believe she was married now, but the fact that the financial crisis was resolved somehow somehow relieved her. She descended the stairs in a fitted dress, her hair swaying as she walked. Sighting Collins a few steps away, her heart skipped a beat as this uneasy feeling seeped into her bones. “Some truths are dangerous, Tammie.” His words echoed in her ears, making her wonder what he was truly hiding. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and her stomach grumbled loudly, earning a chuckle from Collins. “You're up,” his voice ra
Chapter 7 Tammie's heart skipped a beat as a smile slowly colored her lips, “Collins Blackwood?” she asked, and the young kid nodded, urging her to sign the file. Tammie picked up a pen and signed, “Thanks, but I think ninety-nine roses are too much for you to handle.” she said as she walked out of the company, leaving the young kid in awe. He ruffled his hair with his hands, a reddish tint slowly coloring his cheeks, “Damn! sShe'shot.” Tammie walked towards the parking lot, some roses falling to the ground, decorating the pavement like a wedding aisle. Collins had earned the title of a ‘Ruthless man' in the business society, but behind the covers, all Tammie could see was a diligent man who cared for his wife as well. She placed the roses next to her and started the engine, exhausted from the day’s work. The dark clouds covered the sky like a thick blanket, changing it from its usual blue to a grayish color. The thunder rumbled, and Tammie had a feeling
Chapter 8Collins threw his head back, letting out a manly laugh, “my mother likes you already,” he assured, watching her closely “There's nothing to worry about.” Tammie seemed tense, but her shoulders relaxed after his words. She placed some steak on her plate, “Alright then “ she nodded stiffly, “I'll attend the dinner.” The rest of the evening was smooth as dinner passed by in the blink of an eye. Collins gulped down the last sip of his wine before getting up from the table, “I'll be upstairs.” he said plainly, tucking his hands in his pocket before walking away. They were couples, newlyweds, but they slept in separate rooms. Collins wasn't a pervert, someone who derived pleasure in exploiting women, so he gave her the chance to choose her preference. Tammie watched his retreating figure, his broad frame taking each step with such confidence and noblesse. Her gaze shifted, landing on the glass of wine next to her. She reached for it, taking a small sip before leaving the dining
Chapter 9Tammie stared at the reflection of herself, the blonde lady staring back at her. Her hair fell in curls, reaching her shoulders, and her bangs framed her heart-shaped face. Her blue eyes shone brightly, like diamonds in the night sky, a gaze that would capture men with a single glance. She applied mild makeup, a faint blush on her cheeks, giving her a heavenly appearance, a drop-dead gorgeous beauty with the world beneath her feet. Her hands trailed the rough surface of her purse before walking outside, her heels striking the floor with confidence. She tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears and descended the stairs, her hands gripping her purse tightly. Dinner with her mother-in-law seemed like a normal thing, but Tammie had a hard time stabilizing her heartbeat. She pressed her lips in a thin line, her mind traveling back to the suspicious figure she found roaming Collins' building. For the past few days, she hadn't found the right time, the right opportunity to
Chapter 10Emma rolled her eyes, ignored her brother's words, and continued her chat with Tammie. Unlike other girls, Tammie looked pure, and simple, with the right personality that goes with Collins' cold attitude. Deep down, Emma hoped Tammie would be the one to soothe her brother and heal the deep, dark scars caused by different situations.Emma was a character, who jumped into conversations just to make sure everyone was clutching their stomach, laughing hard. Tammie had one of the best evenings—a perfect dinner with her family, people who love her for who she truly is. Emma gave her a tour of the house, showing her childhood pictures of Collins and his best friend. Her laughter painted the whole room, and when it was time to leave, she was reluctant to kiss them goodbye.“We’re leaving, mother.” Collins gushed, wrapping his arms protectively around Tammie. Emma couldn't stop the smile that threatened to tear her face, “Slow down, brother, she isn't running.” she pointed out.Tamm
Chapter 11Music blasted out the speakers, the sound of glasses and yellings filling the air. Waitresses dressed skimpily walked around with glowing trays of drinks, and the strippers danced with their poles, almost becoming one with it. The neon lights made the room dim, but it didn't stop the adrenaline rushing through people's veins.Tammie pushed some vodka down her throat and groaned, “That hits the spot.” she placed the glass down and poured another, “The bar seems lively today.” she commented, raising her head to stare at Mia, who was replying to a text on her phone, “You don't expect everyone to be a workaholic like you.”Tammie laughed, “Am I the workaholic here? You're replying to emails from work.” she pointed out, taking another sip of her vodka. Mia was Tammie's childhood friend, best friends now. They became closer than sisters, not like Tammie had any. Mia crossed her legs, her thighs coming in full view, “indeed.” she said plainly, bringing a glass of whiskey to her li
CHAPTER 29Having a nice sleep wouldn't be the right word to say. For Collins, had the best night of his life. He caressed her face and watched as she batted her eyelashes, about to wake up. Tammie yawned softly, “You're awake?” she blurted out, shocked Collins was up so early. A feeling of death crawled up her skin, “didn't you have a nice sleep?”Collins chuckled softly and pulled her closer, inhaling her scent, “I should be asking you that. Did you have any nightmares?” he asked, staring into her eyes and she shook her head, trapped in his gaze, “No nightmares.”“Likewise.” Collins wanted to say, but he didn't want to worry her. However, Tammie was hell-bent on hearing him talk about his night. He pulled her even closer, his hot breath caressing her skin, “I slept well, Tammie.” he smiled, warmth spreading in his heart.Tammie heaved a sigh of relief and cupped his cheeks, “How about dinner with my dad?” she asked, holding her breath for a response. She stared at Collins, not wanti
CHAPTER 28A slight frown appeared on Tammie's face as a shiver ran down her spine. She took slow strides towards Sandros and stared at him, her sharp gaze piercing through his skin, “I am Mrs Blackwood.” she replied, her voice soft, but strong. Sandros' appearance was intimidating, but Tammie wasn't weak as well. Both of them stared at each other for a few more seconds before Tammie asked, “Have I met you somewhere?”Mia's eyes darted around Sandros and Tammie, carefully watching as they gazed at each other. Sandros had a knowing gaze, but Tammie was trying to recall if she had met the strange man before. Mia parted her lips to speak, but Sandros beat her to it, “Mr. Collins Blackwood is magnificent enough to be known by everyone.” he said, walking further into the flower shop, “finding out who his wife is shouldn't be hard.”Tammie narrowed her eyes, bothered by his words. She tilted her head and forced out a smile, eying him suspiciously, “ Then you must be an acquaintance of my hu
CHAPTER 27Tammie let out a small chuckle, “Father, he's busy with work.” She said, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ears.Other than focusing on Collins' unreciprocated love, she chose to focus on her father's company and watch it develop. It was an arranged marriage; it was only her fault for expecting something more.If they were to attend the dinner, her father might notice their strained relationship. It was better he never found out about the truth.“Why do I feel like something is going on?” Luke asked, slightly worried, “Tammie, is everything okay?” he asked, holding her hands in his. When Tammie had brought up the idea of having a marriage, he was slightly worried about her. He never wanted her to rush into anything, but it seemed like she loved the man called Collins.Luke never had the chance to have a decent conversation with his son-in-law due to his illness, and now that he was better, Tammie was making excuses, using his work ethic to keep him in place.Tamm
CHAPTER 26Tammie couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Collins had slept on her bed last night with his arms tightly wrapped around her waist. She could still feel the hardness of his chest, how warm his arms felt, and his intoxicating scent still lingered in the air.Collins was so perfect, he could be referred to as a Greek god.Tammie tightened her grip on her fork and raised her head to take a peep at him. She had confronted him this morning, but he simply shrugged and called it a mistake. With each passing second, she found his actions even more strange.Collins carefully replied to some emails while having a glass of coffee, “Have you had enough?” he asked, his gaze still fixed on his phone.Tammie's fork dropped to the table as a short gasp escaped her lips, “Had enough of what?” she blurted out, picking up her fork, “Haven't even started.”Collins pressed his lips together and smiled, “Then continue staring then.” he said, downing the rest of the coffee before leaving f
CHAPTER 25“Mia, this place is beautiful!” Tammie squealed, wrapping her arms around her best friend. Her gaze traveled across the flower shop—the ivy plants and the silk arrangement of flowers in their vases. Tammie closed her eyes, inhaling the sweetness of greenery, soil, and petals, “this must have cost a fortune.” she smiled, tracing a rose with the tip of her fingers.Mia crossed her arms and smirked, “spent all my life saving on this shop.” she said, taking slow strides towards some vases to clean them, “I hope I'll start making sales.”Tammie sat down on a small couch and closed her eyes to relax, “I know you will.” she smiled, licking her lips, “This place is magnificent. I got mesmerized immediately when I stepped in.” she said, proud of her best friend.Mia just got into town a few weeks ago, and now, she was about to start making a living. Most girls of her age would continue living off their parents, but Mia was the independent type. Fierce and bold. Not afraid of anythin
CHAPTER 24“Are we there yet?” Sandros asked, staring at his fingers as his driver stepped on the accelerator, speeding down the highway. The breeze ruffled his hair, caressing his scalp and a smile slowly appeared on his face, “Hurry. I need to make a deal with Olivon.” he said, closing his eyes to relax.A few minutes later, the car came to a stop at a popular nightclub. Sandros' subordinate alighted from the car and helped him with the door. Sandros placed a foot on the ground before placing the other, “get the stuff.” he ordered, smoothening his crumpled shirt. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up, “Don't waste my time, Matthew.”Matthew jogged, opened up the car trunk, and pulled out the stuff. He held the suitcase protectively, checking left and right as he walked after Sandros. His master, Sandros, should be referred to as the most ruthless man in the whole city. He was cruel, heartless, and most importantly, thirsty for more wealth. He was extreme
Chapter 23Tammie watched as Collins strolled in with a journal in his hands, but like always, she ignored him and continued brewing her coffee. His actions yesterday had surprised her, and the fact that he got jealous over a man's jacket alone was annoying. She mixed her coffee with a spoon and walked towards the couch, “You're back.” That was all she said, and Collins nodded stiffly, still thinking about the first sentence written in that journal.He felt like Wills was giving him a chance to settle things with his wife and improve their relationship, but how was that supposed to help him sleep better? He inhaled a deep breath and walked towards her, “Do you feel better?” his cold voice warmed Tammie up and her grip on her cup tightened. She took some mouthfuls of the coffee and flashed a smile, “As you can see, I'm quite alright.”Collins nodded before ascending the stairs, his lips pressed together in deep thought. He placed the journal on his bed, and loosened up his tie, before
Chapter 22For ages, we've been told that the monsters are underneath our beds, hiding in the darkness only to come out during our rest time. However, as Collins grew, he realized there was no such thing as a monster beneath the bed.The real monster was locked up in his heart, haunting and terrorizing him during the nighttime. The gruesome memories and the torturous past were his monsters, the vulnerable part of him he so much wanted to hide from others.In a white room, Collins crossed his legs and leaned backward, closing his eyes as he listened to Wills’ rants,“I’ve told you countless times, only take two pills whenever you're about to sleep!”“You've been feeding your body with so much that now you're addicted.”“Now, the pills no longer work for you.” Wills spat, his body trembling from anger. He was Collins' therapist for several years, but Collins was still fighting the same battle, unable to overcome his nightmares due to a traumatizing event that happened several years ago.
Chapter 21“Ginger and garlic soup.” Collins forced a smile and scooped some soup with the spoon, “You're down with a fever. You need it to get better.”Tammie's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Collins. He was sitting next to her, smiling like nothing ever happened. The distasteful smell of garlic wafted into her nose and she groaned, turning away, “What happened to me?” she asked softly, her voice strained as she leaned on the wall, “And why are you here?”Collins simply stared at her, the soup turning warm, “You fainted while having a bath.” His words echoed in her ears and she trembled, her gaze traveling down her legs. She swallowed nervously and stared at her exposed arms, “What the hell happened?” She shrieked, fear evident in her features, “Did…did you carry me in here?”“Were you expecting the butler to carry you instead?” Collins asked with a chuckle, “Or you expect me to allow you to drown?” He placed the spoon back in the bowl and raised the whole bowl, “Would you ret