What’s the worst that could happen if Sia marries Matthew Kennedy?Just a week into her marriage to Matthew, Sia began to understand the harsh reality of her situation.First, she discovered that Jacob hadn't married her off to the Kennedy family out of love or care for her future. Richard Kennedy was Jacob’s accomplice in evil deeds and had something on Jacob, and Sia’s marriage was the price to keep that secret buried. She wasn’t a beloved granddaughter being cared for but she was merely a scapegoat, sacrificed to protect Jacob’s reputation. Second, Sia realized her husband wasn’t the promising heir everyone assumed him to be. Matthew was anything but responsible. His family pushed the marriage on him in hopes that a capable wife would help turn him into the man they needed. This meant that Sia was now responsible for his success. She had to work tirelessly,not only to secure her own future but also to strengthen her husband’s standing and improve his reputation.Third, there was n
"Matt, I have enough!" Sia heard. She had a meeting with the investors and was returning from there. She had not expected Olivia's voice inside the villa where she lived with her husband. The kennedy family lived in an Estate that had several villas, she and Matthew lived in one of them. "Olivia, listen to me, "Sia’s feet froze when she heard her husband's coaxing tone. Such a tone he had never used even with her. She knew that their marriage was merely an arrangement yet it didn't stop her from seeking his warmth. A wife had several expectations from her husband. "How can I listen to you?" Olivia screamed. "Alessia can hear you, "Mathew said. "It will do us no good if she hears us.""That bitch is busy with the investors and slaving for you, "Olivia said. "Why don't you leave her? Why don't you tell her that you hate her? She took everything from you. The power that was supposed to be yours, she is using that. How can you see things happening like this? No one considers you as heir
“Ah!!” Sia jolted awake on her bed as she was gasping for breath.“It's okay, Sia. You are fine. It was just a dream. You are alive,” she whispered to herself, trying to calm her racing heart. When her heart did not stop frantically stop beating, she said, “Get a grip, Sia. You are fine. You are untouchable.”Glancing at the clock, she saw it was 5 a.m. She climbed out of bed and began her morning workout. As she was running on the treadmill, her phone rang and it was Kate, her secretary.“Miss Swift, the CEO of Eastern subsidaries is requesting a meeting. He is threatening you,” Kate said cautiously.Sia didn’t break her pace. “No.”Kate knew better than to push. A "no" from Sia was final.“The deal with the Salvatore Group is signed. Their CEO wants to meet you,” Kate continued. The Salvatore Group was one of Europe’s largest conglomerates and recently they signed a ten year contract with her company.“Arrange it,” Sia ordered as her eyes on her heartbeat monitor and was barely ca
“Nathanniel Hart!” Anne said, angrily. “Yes mother?” A tall man man dressed in a suit was sitting on a seat. He had deep brown eyes, dark curly hair and was sitting straight as if he was attending a military parade. There was not even a crease of discomfort or frustration on his face. It was as if he had an ocean of patience and no angry words from his parents was going to raise his temper. “Did you know how many dates you blew this month?” Anne Rose Hart said, rubbing her forehead. “It was seventh! She was so beautiful and kind. Where would I find you great matches?” Her husband rubbed her back, “Dear, take deep breath. You have a BP problem. Don’t worry about these children. We only brought them to earth to get on our nerves.” At this time, his phone dinged and someone made a big purchase from his card, “Can we return them where we get it from? Rhys will end my bank balance one day.” “Father, don’t worry. I will work hard everyday,” Leon Hart said. ‘Not you, son! I am tired of
As Leon entered his office, he spotted a figure resting in his chair. He hated sharing his things but not with her. She greeted him with a yawn, “Hi, brother.”“Charlotte?” he exclaimed.She flashed him a lazy smile. “When did you get back from Paris?” he asked.“Just now,” she replied, stretching her arms above her head.“You didn’t go to see Mom and Dad?” he questioned. “Oh, no,” she said, yawning again. “I want to see but they can be overwhelming at times. My mothers will gang up on me and I can’t bear it when I am exhausted and sleep deprives.” she added, “Just give me the key to your apartment. I need a good sleep. I am so tired I might just crash in your loft here.”Charlotte was an artist who flew around the globe for exhibitions and with ten shows in the last month alone, she barely found time to rest. Despite their busy lives, she was the one in the family who understood him best. He never had to say much, she just knew what was going on inside him. Time changed so many th
“So, what is going on at home?” Leon heard Charlotte say as he saw her sitting on the rug on the floor, eating stir-fried chicken and rice with her hands straight from the bowl.“Get a spoon, Coco,” Leon said, exasperated.“Let me feel my food and eat it,” Coco replied in a tone that said she was wronged. “Do you know I can’t eat when I am at work? I crave home-cooked food and it sucks that I can’t learn to cook.” She added, “Thanks for coming sooner and making me food.”Leon rolled his eyes. If he hadn’t come home to feed her, she would have slept straight until tomorrow without eating. And it was not that she could not cook, she never bothered to learn. All her siblings and parents could cook and she decided to be the one who would only be burdened with eating! He answered, “Nothing special going on at home. Same old drama. Mom and Dad call me home, give me a lecture for a few hours and then I come back to work.”Charlotte laughed. “What did you do this time?”Yes, that’s what she h
There was a grand ball held in New York. It was a prestigious event where the wealthy elite from across the globe were invited. The host of this extravagant banquet was none other than Gerald Salvatore. People had flown in from all over the world to attend the celebration."Mr. Hart, it's a pleasure to see you," said Gerald Salvatore, a man in his sixties, as he warmly shook hands with Nathaniel (Leon) Hart."Happy birthday, Mr. Salvatore," Leon replied, offering his best wishes.The old man chuckled heartily. "Thank you for attending my banquet."The Hart family was undeniably one of the most prominent families in the world and having the current CEO of the Hart Group of Companies at his birthday celebration was an impressive achievement for Salvatore. Although Salvatore’s were the biggest comolegrate of Europe, they were not on Hart Family’s standing. "Please, enjoy yourself," Salvatore added with a smile.Leon found his assigned table and sat down but as soon as he did, an unsettli
Ariana Addison's words dripped with venom as she spat, "You fucking whore! If you go near my man, I will throw you into the gutter with the trash you love, and they will fuck—"Before she could finish her cruel threat, Sia moved swiftly. With a simple kick to Ariana’s knee, the woman screamed in pain and her balance thrown off. As she raised her hand to slap Sia, the lattergrabbed her wrist and twisted it sharply.Ariana’s scream echoed through the hallway as a pain shot through her arm as she realized her wrist might be broken. “You freak! You broke my hand!” she cried, trying to reach for Sia’s hair in desperation. But Sia smoothly dodged her attempt and stuck out her foot, which caused Ariana to stumble and slam hard into the wall.At that moment, Jeremy Salvatore and Leon Hart, who had been in the middle of a business conversation, arrived just in time to witness the scene. Jeremy's eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight before him. “What happened here?” he asked, clearly c