Avery's POV
"Who is it? Who is the man you want me to get married to, Father?" I asked, pursing my lips, as I thought about what my father had just said. “Aiden Backwoods, CEO of Backwoods Steel Making Company, you've seen him several times during public events that we attend. It's a marriage of convenience and the deal is already signed,” I opened my mouth to say something, but he continued without letting me to, “The wedding date is already set, you would be getting married to him next weekend, but before that I already set a meeting for both of you and you'll be there, no complaints.” After saying his piece, he got up and left, but I could feel the anger radiating off him. He's angry? I should be the one angry! I've almost never seen him loose his composure before. I wonder what Aiden Backwoods must have done to cause this though. I also wonder why he wants to get married to me. Although I've seen him at the events we attend, I've never really had any conversation with him, but I've always noticed his gaze in me every single time. Was he getting married to me to get revenge on me? Or my father? And why is that? I sighed, as I proceeded to take my seat at the dining table, I grabbed a plate and dishes out my food. As I ate, I thought about what I was going to do. I had no choice but to get married to my Father's choice if I wanted to regain my freedom. I have to get married to Aiden to see how things are going to be for now. I thought about how I couldn't defile my Father's order and the consequences of doing that. After eating, I decided to take a stroll around the mansion. I had been to Theo for about four years and I tried my best not to return home, in fear that I would either be locked up or used by him to carry out his dangerous missions. The last time I came home was about half a year ago, when my father was hosting a ball to fund an orphanage and he requested my presence. Upon arriving at the garden, I decided to check it out. I have always loved planting flowers and watching them grow. I grabbed some tools and made my way to the roses, as I sat down to take care of them. It seemed like it has been a while since someone took care of these flowers. I can't blame anyone but myself, I was away being ‘married’ and left my precious garden unkempt although I had thought that my father would hire someone to take care of it, I guess not. After taking care of the garden for hours, I went back to my room to take my bath and change my dress as I made my way out of the house. If I want to leave a good impression on my new husband I need to dress to impress him, I thought as I made my way to the garage where a fleet of my Father's luxurious cars were parked, most of them unused. I called the person in charge of the garage and collected the keys to a black Maserati. I needed to get a new phone number and some clothes that suit my tastes. The ones I had brought were just clothes that I could wear for a function, and not a date with my future husband. I shopped around some famous stores to get a dress, some jewelry and heels, putting everything I bought on my Father's tab. Future husband, wait for me you're in for a shock! Hector's POV I slammed my fists against the wall, as I thought about the meeting I had with that son of a gun yesterday. “Fuck!" I exclaimed, my body shaking slightly, as I paced about my office. How'd he know about that? I could've sworn that nobody would know about it. I also threatened that little bitch, Pamelia, not to say anything about our deal so I know that she can't say anything. I have to do something to take care of him, I need to get rid of him as quickly as possible. He can't get married to Avery, I already have my own plans for her. Him getting married to her would ruin all the things I've painstakingly planned. Yes, I need to get rid of him, immediately. _______AIDEN'S POVToday is the date with my soon-to-be wife and I am dressed as casually as I can, in a plain white T-shirt, black faded Jeans and a Jordan Air Force Three. I was already seated 10 minutes earlier than our appointment because I wanted to watch her walk into this restaurant like I used to do during the public events we attend. Call me a stalker, psychopath or whatever you want but I get this sick satisfaction of watching her power walk her way into a place with her chest out, shoulders back and head held high. I wouldn't love to admit it this early, but it turns me on.By the time I checked my time again, I realized that I had spent the last ten minutes thinking about a woman that didn't give two fucks about me. I heard the door bell jingle and I raised my head up to look at who was coming in, the only thing I could do was to freeze in shock as I sucked in a cold breath. Fuck. Me.Did she dress like that in this tight little dress that leaves little to one's imagination on
Avery's POV I am getting married again tomorrow.The night before my first marriage, I was excited and couldn't fall asleep. I had my bachelorette party three days before my wedding, because I didn't want to have a bad headache from all the alcohol I was going to be forced to drink on my wedding day. However, today I was going to get my wedding dress fitted for tomorrow and to buy some jewellery. The stark contrast between the wedding I did for my failed marriage and this contract bound marriage was so glaring, that I don't even know the people who were going to be in attendance for the wedding.I was ushered into the dressing room by an attendant, as I walked in I saw a beautiful floor length white wedding gown that was embroidered with delicate silver and gold threads in floral patterns. It was an off-the-shoulder gown that looked elegant with a timeless, elegant design.I was too stunned to speak or move as I stared at the dress. I thought I loved the first wedding dress I wore,
Avery’s POVI'm married again! As Aiden and I walked down the aisle I couldn't help replaying his words “You tasted delicious, Mrs Backwoods.” I blushed. Our first kiss was surprisingly nice. Don't get me wrong I'm not happy with this arrangement, I just have to give him his flowers, he's a good kisser. I kissed Theo for years and the thought of him being a good kisser never crossed my mind. I guess I was just used to it.“Are you thinking of the kiss Mrs Backwoods?” Aiden’s voice suddenly brought me back to reality and I almost jumped. I looked at him and rolled my eyes.“You wish.” I replied. It was time for the parting away, the time when the new bride and her groom are driven away. I temporary said bye to dad, and the back door of the car was opened for me by one of Aiden's bodyguard. Aiden got into the car through the other side. The driver ignited the engine, and before I knew it we were on the road already. I looked back and saw about three cars behind us already, must be his
Avery’s POVThe days after Aiden’s note blurred into a whirlwind of work and strange emotions I couldn’t quite label. Living under the same roof with Aiden felt like balancing on a tightrope, where one small misstep could send everything crashing. His promise to give me freedom and happiness, to protect me, lingered in my thoughts, yet I couldn’t ignore that I was still a pawn in this game our families had built around us.Aiden was, in many ways, a mystery wrapped in professionalism and cool restraint. He kept his distance physically and emotionally, despite his occasional gestures of friendliness. We could be standing in the same room, sharing polite words, but there was always an unspoken boundary—a mutual understanding that neither of us would cross unless forced. Maybe that was for the best.It was early on a Monday morning when my father summoned me to his office again. His voice had held its usual brisk tone over the phone, but there was something else—an urgency. The merger wa
Avery's POVThe investor, Mr. Porter, arrived promptly, his presence exuding authority and charisma. He was tall and imposing, with a sharp gaze that seemed to assess everything in an instant. Aiden and I greeted him, and as we led him into the living room, I could feel his scrutiny on us, as if he were measuring the authenticity of our relationship.“Thank you for hosting me today,” he said, his voice smooth and calculated. “I’ve heard impressive things about this merger, and I’m eager to see what you both have planned.”Aiden and I exchanged a brief glance, and he took the lead, explaining the benefits of the merger, our shared vision for the future, and how our partnership would strengthen both companies. I added a few comments of my own, playing the role of supportive spouse with practiced ease.Mr. Porter listened attentively, nodding along, but his eyes held a shrewdness that made me uneasy. “It’s clear that you both have a solid partnership,” he said finally. “A marriage of min
Avery's POV“I'm sorry Avery," I barely spared my husband… sorry, ex-husband a glance as I brushed past him as I pulled the last language I had out of the apartment we had shared for the past few years as a married couple.I tuned out his endless ranting and almost laughed mocking at myself as I stepped into the elevator, still ignoring him. I don't know why he was still following and begging me, right after serving me a very messy divorce.I almost couldn't believe that he had cheated on me until I saw his assistant’s baby bump. She had strutted into my apartment flaunting it to me as she detailed how long their affair had been going on and how stupid and ignorant I had been. She had even paid news outlets to publish their affair.The elevator dinged and I dragged my luggage bag with me as I walked out of the elevator. Immediately I stepped out, I felt his clammy hands grab my arm and I had to push down the urge to vomit. I wonder how I used to love his hands on me.“Let go of me," I
Aiden’s POVI adjusted my cufflinks, as I stared at myself in the mirror. Today is going to be a good day, I thought as I hummed a casual tune to myself.Walking away from the floor to ceiling window in my dressing room, I grabbed my suitcase and made my way out of my room and down the stairs, to the dining room where my house help was standing as she supervised the people setting up my breakfast.“Good morning sir," They all chorused when they saw me walk into the room, I shot them a smile and replied their greetings with mine as I made my way to the seat at the top of the dining table.“Here's the newspaper for today sir. We made toast, waffles, pancakes and eggs. Your ginger tea is also here, what do you care for this morning?" My housekeeper asked me as she handed me the papers, the two maids had already left the room by then.“Hmm, don't worry about it, I'll sort myself out, you can leave," I said, my hand as I opened the papers to read. “Okay sir, I'll drop your suitcase in the