Did you hear? A classmate is getting married to a blind crippled because he is rich." I hear a voice behind me whisper, causing me to look up from my book.
Why does it feel like they are talking about me? And who would start up a rumor about me in school?A face flashes in my mind and I wonder why I even ask the question.Of course, Eileen would have done that.The people behind me couldn't see me because I was leaning against the tree truck which hid my entire body.“But I wonder who this classmate is. So shameless and desperate to be rich." A sarcastic comment came from behind me and I slapped my book shut, unable to concentrate."I heard that it was Ruelle-"Picking up my bag, I walked out.The looks on their faces changed to surprise when they saw me.“Ru-Ruelle..” the speaker stuttered, looking at me in fear."You're so noisy," I tell them, my lips curled up in distaste.“We are so sorry, we-" they started to apologize but I didn't want to hear their fake apology.I needed to confirm something.“Is someone spreading rumors about me?" I ask, licking my lips while I wait for them to answer.They all looked at each other before carefully shaking their heads.“N-no" One of them stuttered.I wonder why they were so afraid of me. What can I do to them?“Sister. What are saying to them to make them so afraid." Eileen suddenly came up, her face close to mine.I frown as I push her further away from me, taking a step back myself.I could see the relief on their faces when they saw her, they thought she was an angel."Someone is spreading rumors about me. Do you know anything about that?" I ask, turning to look at her."Oh no. Are you alright?” Eileen gasps, placing her small hands in front of her mouth.She's going to deny spreading such rumors.“But I heard the rumor too… Isn't it true? You are getting married to a crippled man.” She looks at her feet while she says this, making the faces of the three standing here widen in surprise.This girl…..She just came here to confirm to them that I was indeed getting married.A dry laugh left my lips as I shook my head.“Yes, I am. So?" I asked, my lips curling.“What's wrong in getting married to a crippled. Isn't he human too?” I ask her, a brow coming up."What is wrong is you getting married to him just because of his money. Wasn't Gabriel your boyfriend? You dumped him just because of money. You are despicable.” One of the girls spat, staring at me with disgust.Is that what she told them? I dumped Gabriel to get married?Eileen suddenly bursts into tears, raising her arm to cover her face.“Stop it. All of you should stop it. You don't know my sister at all, so don't talk about her that way." She cries out, making the three girls rush to her.“I'm sorry. So please don't cry." They all try to console her, each of them turning to give me a stink eye.“You don't deserve a sister like her."Eileen removes the arm covering her face and smirks at me, once again proving that she is a white lotus.Not wanting to bother myself, I turn to walk away.I see Gabriel storming towards us with anger on his face and I pause in my tracks. Shaking my head I continued on my way, hoping he would ignore me.I was about to walk past him when he grabbed my arm pulling me back.“What did you do to make her cry." He spat out, his eyes going to the girl crying behind me.“Why don't you go ask her." Pulling my arm out of his grip, I glare at him.I don't want anything to do with this man."I want you to stay away from Eileen. She is so delicate and always needs me to protect her, unlike you.” He warns me.“Is that why you fell for her? Because she is ‘delicate’?” I ask him.I have no feelings left for this man but that doesn't make me curious about why and how he fell for her."Yes. She's always ready to call me for help even for the littlest things unlike you who likes to act independent. And besides who would choose the neglected daughter over the future heiress of a family? I'm not stupid." He tells me with a smirk on his face and realization dawns on me.Ah, I see. So that's why… …It's better it happened now than in the future when it would have been disastrous.Nodding my head, I walk past him going to class.The rest of my classes went by in a blur and soon it was the last class of the day, thankfully I wasn't in the same department with any of them so I didn't see them.Feeling sleepy, I placed my head on my desk hoping to wake up after class.When I raised my head again the class was empty and the sun was going down outside.Did no one wake me up after class was done?Rubbing my face, I push up from my seat and grab my bag, walking out of class.Everyone had left already and the school was empty.There wasn't any need to call Eileen because she would have gone in the car already.The moment I stepped out of the school gate it started to rain and I cursed.I started to run with my bag on my head, hoping to get to a shelter soon.A black car drove past me and stopped, reversing till it got to me, making me pause.The window rolled down and I saw Killian sitting in the back seat.“Get in." He orders, his voice cold and void of emotions.Is this the man I would be getting married to?“I don't think…” I drawl out but he turned his face to my direction.Once again it looked as if he was staring directly at me but I knew that wasn't possible." Don't make me repeat it twice. There is no shelter between here and your home and by the time you get you, you would have caught a cold or something worse.” He says.Sighing, I pulled the door handle and got in.I was fully aware that I was getting water on his leather seat but I don't think he cared about that, so I didn't.But wait, didn't they say he was broke? Why is he in a car? Might be the family car.“There's a hotel close by…” He starts saying and I wrap my arm around myself, pushing away from him."Excuse me, Killian!” I shriek.What does he think of me? To take me to a hotel to sleep with him? Is he crazy??"There's a hotel close by for you to change your clothes. You will catch a cold if you continue wearing them,” Killian said, his tone not changing. He didn't seem affected by my earlier accusation.When I realized that he just wanted me to get out of my wet clothes, my cheeks flushed in embarrassment. I remain quiet for the rest of the ride, too embarrassed to say anything else.The driver kept glancing at us occasionally. I turned to look at Killian to find his face expressionless, his eyes were glossed over and didn't seem to focus on anything.I slowly brought up my hands, waving them a distance away from his face.“I might be blind but I can still feel,” Killian said coldly and I immediately pulled my arm down."Don't you believe that I'm blind?” He asked and I immediately shook my head."N-no, nothing like that,” I brought my hands in front of me in a defensive manner as he could see me.I thought I saw a smile on his face but it was gone immediately it came."Why do you want to
I blow out the strands of hair across my face, turning to look at my father who had slapped me.My cheek stung but I ignored it."We had sent you to school to study, but instead of studying, you're going around with men. You are a whore, just like your mother!" Mrs Athanas spat in disgust. Her eyes held so much hatred for me but I was already used to it.Her remark about my mother threw me into a fit of rage and I glared at her.They started this by calling my mother into it, they shouldn't blame me for the way I behaved. And she had said that I slept with a man? I didn't even need to ask who had told them such a thing because Eileen stood behind her mother, giving me a coy smile.“I was with a man, so what? Were you married to my father when you gave birth to your daughter?" I asked aggressively, watching as their faces changed. All through the years, they tried to hide that Eileen was an illegitimate child, giving her the name of a legitimate child.“Are you forgetting that Eileen
I walked into the Lexington's mansion, pushing Killian in with me.His eyes remained straight ahead as he stared at nothing.“Are you sure it's alright for me to stay here till our wedding?” I asked him for what seemed to be the fifth time since we left.I didn't really know of his position here, so I wanted to know what I was walking into. if a family would let their child go broke just because he is blind and became a cripple, what else would they do to him?“It's not too late for you to return,” he said coldly and I shook my head. I was here already, so there was no use to be asking questions.I couldn't help but be curious about the rest of his family members.I had just seen Mr. Lexington and that was it. Wasn't his mom home?“Where do you think you are going?” A stern voice asked and I stopped in my tracks. Mr. Lexington stared at us coldly, his aura different from the first time we met.“I'm going to my room, what does it look like? Father.” Killian spat out the word ‘father’
I turned around, coming face to face with Angela. Angela and I don't exactly see eye to eye. She has been my arch-nemesis since the beginning of the school year.“And what if I'm staying with a man? Are you able to deny that you aren't being sponsored by your sugar daddy?” I asked sarcastically, a mocking look on my face.It has been a known fact for a month now that Angela had a sugar daddy. I heard the news but I didn't pay much attention to it because it was none of my business, but her getting into my matters was something I just couldn't take.“You really are shameless,” someone laughed dryly, shaking their head at me.Beside Angela, her best friend sat. Both of them looked ready to banter with me for the rest of the day but I didn't have the time for that.I couldn't just exchange words with them like ai had nothing to do.“You guys stop it. The man she is staying with is her fiance. Even though they slept together the night before, there really isn't anything wrong with that,”
_Author’s POV_When Ruelle got home, Killian was sitting in the living room. Another woman was sitting in front of him and she seemed to laughing at what was being said. Killian's face was blank as he waited for her to stop laughing. Ruelle took a step forward and his head instantly snapped in her direction when she got closer.“What took you so long to get home?” He asked her, seeming irritated.“I– Uh..” Ruelle stuttered, feeling lost for what to say as she looked between them both. She wondered who the woman was but she said nothing about it.Erika looked at Ruelle with a scowl on her face. She heard that Killian was about to get married and she came here as fast as she could. “So this is your fiance?” She asked, giving Ruelle a once over.Her eyes skimmed over Ruelle who felt awkward under her stare. She knew she wasn't ugly, but she couldn't say the same about her clothes. She has been using the same set of clothes for a while now because her father didn't care about her.
_Ruelle’s POV_I watched in disbelief as Erika pushed a cart into the room. She gave me a smug look as she walked past, stopping right next to Killian.“Hey Lian,” She called with an excessively sweet voice. I think I might get diabetes. “What are you doing?” Killian asked and I knew that he was talking to Erika, not me. His tone was flat and he stared straight ahead.A frown formed on my face when Erika stood next to Killian, she held his arm as she spoke.“Lian, you don't take care of yourself at all. Do you know what time it is? And you haven't even eaten,” She said while pouting her lips. I looked between them, the frown on my face deepening.Did Erika have feelings for Killian? Or am I just overthinking things? And what was that nickname she called him?I know our marriage was merely one of convenience, but I still didn't like the way she was around him. “I'm fine,” Killian said then pushed Erika away from him. I thought this was going to make her go away, but she doesn't.Er
_Killian’s POV_“Wha-what do you mean,” Ruelle stuttered, a pink blush rising on her cheek. She was pretending to be bold the whole time, but suddenly she turned pink the moment I suggested that. I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute she was acting at the moment. “You were being so bold just now, what happened to that?” I asked her, smirking. I stared unfocused at nothing, playing the part of a blind man well. Nobody knew when I had regained my sight, and I didn't want to tell Ruelle till after our wedding and after she had proved that I could trust her. Who knows? She could have been sent by that man to keep an eye on me. Ruelle remained quiet, staring at me for a moment. She seemed to be lost in thoughts and I wondered what the little girl was thinking about. She was just twenty one and yet she agreed to get married to someone eight years older than she was. And worse of all, I was blind and crippled too. I had learned to not trust people, but Ruelle hadn't given me a rea
“Greetings Mother,” Killian said, ignoring the question she had asked. I looked between the both of them, unsure of what to do, or say. When Killian touched my hand slightly, a signal, I knew I had to show my respect too “Greetings ma'am,” I said, sounding as polite as I could. She ignored my greeting, picking up her tea cup and taking a sip from it. I waited in silence for her to drink to her heart's content.“Is this the girl you're getting married to?” She asked, setting the cup down. “I thought you were getting married to that girl, the daughter of Mr. Athanas” I could hear her displeasure for me in her voice, her bright red lips still turned into an ugly frown. Mrs. Lexington was a middle-aged woman, she had light wrinkles on her face and her dark hair was tied into a tight bun at the top of her hair. I could smell her expensive perfume from where we stood, and I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose. It was too strong. “You must be talking about my younger sister,” I started,
_Third Person POV_Ruelle stared up at the building, a slight smile on her face. She left school earlier than normal just to come here to see Killian. Killian wasn't aware of her visit, but she thought to surprise him. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the building, making heads turn to her immediately. Everyone stared at the beautiful lady that just walked in, their eyes widened in awe.The men stared at her with clear interest and lust, eyes roaming over her figure. Who was she is here to see?They wondered. Ruelle ignored the stares she got from people around, she walked up to the receptionist immediately. "Hello, I'm here to see Killian," Ruelle said, smiling politely. She let her eyes roam around the place, nodding in satisfaction to the interior decoration of the place. The receptionist stared at Ruelle with obvious distaste, giving her a once-over. "Do you have an appointment?" She asked, flipping through her book to search for her name. A name she never asked for
_Third Person POV_Ruelle was surprised when she found out that Killain had a hand in the current state of the Lexington Co-op."But how? That's impossible," Edward muttered, staring at the son he had discarded. "What did you think father? You'd plan my accident and expect me to just sit down and take it?" Killian asked. He had taken a different aura and was fierce now. Killian found no need to act weak, they had found out about his sight and legs. What use was it for?How that it was our, he was going to make all those that hurt his people pay. And he was going to start by making the Lexington family go bankrupt. "So what? You made a few calls, am I expected to bow to you now?" Edward asked sarcastically, staring at Killian with hatred. He always disliked this particular son of his and the reasons were quite obvious. Killian didn't bother if they were related or not, if he wanted to get rid of you, he would do so without any hesitation. "A few calls? I only needed to make ju
_Third Person's POV_Edward Lexington looked at Killian in anger and disbelief, unable to believe what was happening. He had done everything he could to make sure that Killian wouldn't be able to walk and see anymore, but what was this that he was looking at?Eileen stared at Killian, her hands clenched into fists by her side. "This could not be happening!" She thought to herself. Her eyes went from Killian who was standing gloriously, to Ruelle who stood by his side with pride. Did she know that Killian could see and walk all this while? Was that why she agreed to the wedding?At this moment, her hatred for Ruelle grew with each passing second. She once again stole what was meant to be hers!Ruelle turned to look at Eileen, noticing the look of anger on her face. "What's wrong Eileen? Why are you still here?" Ruelle couldn't help but ask, a smirk on her face. Knowing the type of person Eileen was, she knew to be cautious of her from now on. "Sister, did you know of Killian's a
_Ruelle’s POV_I tasted copper on my tongue as I turned my head to look at Mrs. Lexington. I wasn't expecting that hit and I ended up biting my tongue hard. The room temperature dropped a bit and I turned to look at Killian. ..his hands were folded in a fist and it seemed like he was holding himself back. “How dare you hit my wife?” Killian growled in anger. Mrs. Lexington grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. I bit back a cry as my eyes watered, letting her do whatever she wanted. “I told you to keep her in check, didn't I? Did you know what your wife has been doing? She has been smearing the Lexington name in mud!” Mrs Lexington exclaimed and I instantly knew that Eileen had said something to her.“What my wife has been doing has nothing to do with anyone and I would appreciate it if you stayed away from our business,” Killian warned, making Mr. Lexington laugh dryly. “Your wife has been going around whoring with men, she bears my surname and yet it's none of our business?!
_Ruelle's POV_I tightened my hold on Killian's hand as he slowly slipped inside me. My fingers dug into his skin, tears swelling in my eyes. “Do you want me to stop?” Killian asked, stopping immediately. He looked at me worried and I shook my head. “I'm fine,” I assured him. His eyes remained on mine as he started moving slowly, watching my face for any sign of pain. Slowly, the feeling of pain was replaced by pleasure and I felt myself wanting more. “Killian,” I moaned loudly, as his pace increased. Killian leaned in to kiss me, swallowing my loud moans. “Fuck, Ruelle,” He growled, taking my tits into his mouth. He sucked on one as he grounded the other with his hand. My arms wrapped around him, my fingers digging into his back. I could feel a building sensation in my lower abdomen and I threw my head back, whimpering. I wanted this, I wanted him. A tear drop rolled down my eyes, the feeling of pleasure and excitement bubbling through me. I could feel my release gett
_Ruelle’s POV_“Wha-what are you doing?” I stuttered staring at him as he walked closer.My heart thumped faster in my chest. The closer he came, the more excited I got. I tried to take a step back but my back met with the wall, and a light gasp escaped my lips. “Do you want a chase? You can't run from me, little mouse,” His voice sent shivers down my spine, making me feel things I wasn't certain I could feel. Killian had closed the distance between us, trapping me between his chest and the wall. I could smell his cologne from how close we were and I took a deep breath. “The last time you were drunk and I couldn't do anything to you. Now, you're going to beg me to stop touching you,” Killian whispered in my ears. His hot breath fanned my neck and I gulped. The worst part of it all was that I wanted him to touch me. My core throbbed harder, and I raised. my eyes to meet his. “Please,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. It only took that one word as a form of consent from
_Ruelle’s POV_My eyes closed on their own accord as Killian closed the gap between us. I grabbed his collar, pulling him closer to me as our kiss deepened. His arms wrapped tightly around me like he was afraid I was going to run from him. Slowly, he broke our kiss, placing his forehead on mine. I took a minute before my eyes opened and I stared into his dark eyes. They were a whirlpool of emotions, threatening to pull me in. “But.. how?” I stuttered, searching his face. My question wasn't properly asked, but he understood. How was he seeing, how did it happen? How was he even a judge for this? “I've been able to see for a while now. Even before I met you,”It took me a while to understand what he said, my eyes searching around in confusion. Wait.. wait.. Back up a minute.A lot of memories came rushing back to me, memories of when I had taken my clothes off around him. I had thought he was blind then. “Are you telling me you've been able to see almost this while?” I gritt
Eileen heard Ruelle whisper a man's name while staring at the judge who had just spoken. She looked between them, her eyes widening slightly. “Do you know that man? Is that why he is taking your side?” Eileen asked Ruelle, snapping her out of her thoughts The surprise on her face was instantly wiped off, being replaced by irritation. “Are we not going to talk about you stealing my work? I have proof that you did!” Ruelle hissed at Eileen. Her grey eyes burned with cold fury as she stared at her sister. She had been holding up her pent-up anger all this while and she was going to make sure that Eileen gets burnt. The competition was being aired on national television, she was going to make sure she destroyed Eileen's art career before it even started. Wanting to make a career with something you have no talent for was crazy, but Eileen seemed to think she could pull it off. “I didn't steal your work!” Eileen screamed, her nose flared as she breathed in deeply.She had stolen it
Ruelle stayed awake the whole night, painting two pieces that she would use for the art competition. The last piece was one she had done previously, a piece that was important for her plan to work. It was already 8:45 AM when Ruelle finally kept her paintbrush, taking a step back. She stretched her back, feeling relieved about being done. Ruelle picked up her phone, opening it to finally go through it. 20 twenty missed calls. And all were from Mrs. Indrik but none from Killian. Ruelle frowned when she saw that truly Killain didn't call her, neither did he leave her a text. He occasionally sent her texts but she knew that it was Matthew that typed for him. “I know I'm the one who told him not to call, but didn't he find it important to find out how I was doing?” Ruelle asked in disappointment. Thinking of the competition where she had to be, she called Mrs. Indrik who answered the call immediately. “The competition is about to start, where are you?” Mrs. Indrik’s rushed voic