Two days later, I was a sobbing mess, not only did Brandon take sixty percent of my fortune but he has fifty percent of the company shares.
Call after call, text after text, headline after headline I couldn't respond to any of them I found a motel outside of town and hid there.
My world, my marriage, my family's fortune—it was all gone. I had nothing left, not even my pride. The betrayal stung at me like a decayed wound. The memory of that evening replaying in my head on an endless loop.
My phone buzzed on the table, shattering my almost comfortable quiet. I hadn't answered any calls since that day, so I decided to answer this one, enough of sulking around.
I reached for my phone but didn't recognize the number I still answered anyway.
"It's Thalia speaking" I said, though my voice sounded distant and extremely croaky even to me.
"Thalia Asplundh" The voice on the other end was calm, careful, and unsettlingly familiar. I sat up straighter recognizing the voice, and tension rippled through me.
"What do you want, Alexander? If you want to make me feel more terrible than I did, call back later"
I would expect nothing less from my company's biggest rival.
"I'm flattered you recognized my voice, or have you had my number all along"
I hissed at him about to say something but I didn't.
There was a small pause, and then his voice dipped lower and he cleared his throat and spoke
"I heard about your... unfortunate situation"
My heart raced, Alexander Croft—the man whose family was rumored to have destroyed mine. I had been raised to despise him, but I was never capable of doing so, it was all just a big competition to me
"So?" I shot back, my voice sharp. "What does that have to do with you? Things like this happen!"
He chuckled softly, a sound that sent a shiver down my spine
"At least haven't lost your feisty self Thalia," he said his voice smooth, so smooth
"Alexander I implore you to say what you want otherwise I will end this call now!"
"Easy tiger" he murmured in a husky tone "but I have a proposition for you, a business proposition"
I chuckled bitterly like a mad woman
"You must think me a fool Alexander, since I've lost almost everything you want to come finish me off right!!" I snapped
"Not at all Thalia, it's a business deal that will benefit us both"
"Alexander please stop I will be ending this call now"
"Wait!" He said in a desperate tone
"Okay there's a major catch in this Thalia"
"Now you are talking of course I know there is"
"But if you want your fortune back, if you want to rebuild what's been stolen from you, you'll need me, Whether you like it or not"
He was right. Aside from the Asplundh, the Crofts were second in power, they might even be first right now considering the disaster the Asplundh has fallen into
I clenched my fists, battling the urge to hang up on him.
I know I said I didn't hate him, but I'm reconsidering now, taking advantage of my vulnerable condition?! I hated him, I hated the blood running in his veins, I hated the bones of him and his family,
I hated everything his family represented.
But yes, deep down, I knew he was right, I needed him. I had no one else, I was alone. Vulnerable. Stranded.
"I'll think about it" I whispered my throat tight, it's a miracle I'm able to speak at all.
"Do more than think about it" he said his voice all serious in a business tone now.
"Meet me tomorrow. Noon. You know where"
The line went dead leaving me in the empty almost uncomfortable silence once more. I stared at the phone in my hand, feeling the weight of what he said, I didn't trust him. I couldn't. But what choice did I have?
I glanced around the room, taking in the emptiness, the cold, the sense of dread, and realized one thing with terrifying unbearable clarity: I had nothing left to lose.
The next day, I stood outside the restaurant the Crofts owned, my fingers fumbling with the strap of my purse I shouldn't be here.
Every rational part of me screamed that this was a mistake, that I should turn around and walk away from whatever trap Alexander
Croft was laying for me.
But deep down I knew that my options were running thin.
I walked inside, and as expected it was empty. The maître d' gave me a nod as if he'd been expecting me Of course, he had. Croft arranged the entire restaurant to accommodate this ridiculous meeting.
"Right this way, Miss Asplundh"
I followed him, we reached a private dining room, and the doors swung open. There he was Alexander Croft. As if the world needed any more confirmation of how obscenely rich he was, everything about him screamed untouchable power: the face carefully sculpted by god himself, the custom-fitted suit, the effortless confidence in his posture, the glint of arrogance in his eyes
"Thalia" He stood up with a smile "You look stunning but then again, you always do"
"Let's skip the flattery, Alexander" I took a step towards him forcing myself to hold his gaze even though everything about him made me want to rip my hair out and scream and then run.
"You said you had a proposal, So, let's hear it, the catch too?"
"Ever so direct" He gestured toward the chair opposite him, but I didn't move. His smile grew wider, he was amused, like he enjoyed the fact that I wasn't going to make this easy for him.
"Please, sit"
"I didn't come here for lunch"
He chuckled a low sound that felt like it was designed to put people at ease. Too bad it had the opposite effect on me
"Fine" he said, leaning back casually "Let's get down to the matter at hand, you want the truth? You need help to rebuild what's left of your family's fortune and I can easily help you with that In return, I want something simple"
"Simple?" I arched a brow "Nothing with you is simple"
He leaned forward, his eyes locking onto mine.
"Marry me"
MARRY ME The words echoed in my mind I blinked "Excuse me?" "Marry me," he repeated like this was a perfectly reasonable thing to say "You and I both know how this world works, Thalia. Power is everything. You want your legacy back. I want to secure mine. Together, we can rebuild what was taken from you and strengthen my position"I stared at him He couldn't be serious. "You want me to marry you" I said slowly as if saying it that way would make the absurdity of it clear to him He didn't flinch "That's right" I crossed my arms, my face formed a scowl "You think I'd agree to that?" He tilted his head, that damn smile never leaving his face "Why not? You'll regain control of your family's wealth, I'll have a partner who understands, You've been left with almost nothing, Thalia, half of your company shares are already gone and as much as you hate to admit it, you can't fight this battle alone" I clenched my fists "I can fight just fine without you" "Really?" His voice dropped,
After I left the cemetery, I drove back to the dingy motel I'd been staying at, the sadness of the day clinging to me like a second layer of skin. The unexpected meeting with Brandon and Bella still burned holes in my heart and mind. I needed to check on the company though. I forced myself to head into town the next morning. Walking through the office doors, I was met with a disheartening sight. The once-thriving company now seemed like a shell of its former self. Brandon had already started implementing his changes, marking everywhere with his disgusting self, dismantling everything my family and I had worked for. I felt a bit relieved when my secretary handed me a memo about the new marketing strategy that Alexander Croft had just launched. On a normal day this would be disastrous for my company but what Brandon was going to do would have left me with no choice but to sell my shares, and Croft knew that and stopped it. He was already stepping in where I least expected. Feeling
"Excellent Choice ma'am" the one beside them said then I returned the ring to them with a smile and they picked up the boxes and left the room. Alexander smirked, clearly pleased with my choice too, but before he could respond his eyes landed on my hand the one with a wedding ring still adorning it, the one from my ex-husband.His playful expression faded for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly "Planning on taking that off anytime soon?" Tension coiled inside me as I glanced at the ring on my hand, beautiful memories flooded my mind. Once upon a time, this ring meant everything to me."It's okay if you don't want to take it off, things like this take time" he said his voice soft noticing how I tensed but I knew there was no room for hesitation. With a deep breath, I slid the ring off my fingers trembling slightly, I placed it on the table "There'll be another one to replace it soon" I said softly forcing a small smile. "My hand won't feel naked for long"Hm" He mused, a knock
Thalia's POV I stood outside the penthouse door, my keycard trembling between my fingers. There was a gnawing feeling deep inside me, twisting and tightening, it was nauseating which was why I left the charity gala early and I only hope the feeling was good news for Brandon and I My husband, Brandon wasn't feeling well so he couldn't attend the gala with me, an unfamiliar silence enveloped, the minute I entered the house, no hum of activity, no vacuum running, and no dishes clinking. Just absolute silence, I know Brandon is resting but something just felt off. Shaking off the unease I headed toward the kitchen and poured myself a cup of water, it should calm my nerves before I speak to Brandon so we could take a test together. Then I heard it. Muffled voices, a soft moan, sounds I shouldn't be hearing in my home of all places. I slowly ascended the staircase, the silk of my evening gown brushing against my skin. The sounds became clearer with each step. Intimate. Familiar. My