Seventeen year old Regina May has always been a sickle cell fighter. Battling from one crisis to another for most of her teenage years, she dreams of a perfect healthy life. But when a mysterious accident struck, she awakens to a shocking reality: she is married to the cold and wealthy twenty-four-year-old Quin Steel Incorp heir, Quin Deshawn. As Gina struggles with her new life, she discovers that her marriage is not just a whirlwind romance; it was just to save the face of the Quin Steel Incorp heir from a scandal which threatens to destroy his father’s company, so she thought. Torn between her heart break from one sided feelings she has for her childhood best friend, Mace, and the sudden appearance of Deshawn lavish world with the constraints of her own fragile health, Gina must navigate a cage filled with secrets, expectations, and the shadows of Deshawn’s past. She wanted freedom, love and above all a loving husband but her marriage to Deshawn had only restraint her, bounding her not only to her ill health but to a marriage she finds a heavy burden. As the lines between love and obligation blur, Gina must decide if she can embrace this unexpected life or if she will fight to reclaim her independence, even if it means risking everything she’s come to cherish. Will Gina find the strength to break free from the chains of circumstance, or will she remain forever entwined in a life she never chose? And what happened when she wands up falling head over heels in love with her Mr Pervert, at the same time Mace finally confessed his feelings for her?
View MoreBefore we knew it, Mace had a grip on Deshawn’s collar, hiding me behind his wide back, his eyes burning with anger. Deshawn, on the other hand, looked calm and collected, as if Mace were just some sort of nuisance. “Call the cops, Gina!” Mace thundered. “Mace, please calm down. He’s not what we think he is,” I pleaded, surprised at myself for taking the side of a complete stranger over my childhood best friend.“What do you mean, Gina?” Mace asked, confusion written all over his face. Shawn firmly removed Mace’s grip from his collar, then dusted it off as if there were invisible dust on it. With a gritty, cold smile, he stretched out one hand while the other was stuffed into his pocket.“Quin Deshawn, I believe you’re Mason, Regina’s childhood best friend.” Mace threw a surprised glance toward me, and I shrugged. Dude, even I don’t know how he knew everything about me either.Mason’s eyes traveled from my face to Deshawn’s outstretched hand. I could feel the heat emanating from him.
With shaky hands I pick up the phone and swipe on answer. “Hello Gina,” I hear his deep voice, God it was him, Deshawn or Mr Quin. I couldn’t hold myself and the phone fall off my trembling hands. “Hey, are you okay there? Hello, Hello,” I heard him repeatedly say. I swallow hard and clear my throat, taking in a deep breath, all the while he didn’t drop the call. “Hello.” I say in what sound like a timid whisper. “Are you okay, I saw as Mason carry you to his car, are you fine? Are you feeling any pain?” He ask, his voice lace with worries. Why is he worried about me and how did he know Mason? My head was blank and I had no idea what to say to him. “Uhmm please who is this?” Was all that came to me. To my bewilderment, I heard him chuckle a little. “It’s Deshawn, why did you run out with your hurt heels like that, do you want to get yourself killed.” “Get myself killed?” I question as I imagine different way he can possibly kill me. “I meant that on literal terms..
“You’re beginning to scare me now Mace, why would he drug me?” I asked.Mace shrugged his shoulder, half as calm as I thought he will be.“I don’t know, how can someone wake up with no memory of a whole month, I mean it weirdly unbelievable if you ask me.” Well, his speculation might be true. I remember that man coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck, while I was just on this big jersey with only a black lacy pant which design I’ve never seen before.I felt too exhausted to start crying, my eyes were already swollen from tears. “We will figure this out together Gina.” Mace said in a calm soothing voice.I picked up my phone which I had carelessly thrown on the couch when I first entered.“You know Mace. Someone called my phone.” I said as I wonder who that was.“Your dad? Because your line was off.” Mace lazily enquired.“The caller, referred to me as Mr Quin.” “Wait, Mr Quin…Mr Quin? Like The Mr Quin? Or Mr Deshawn Quin?” He questioned unbelievably.“Wa
Mace gently placed me on the back seat of his car and covered me with a thick blanket, then he buckled up my seat belt. He has always been this thoughtful, probably the reason why I fell for him despite the fact that he’s my childhood best friend and also taken.I heard him slid in the front seat, he whined up the car windows and heave a deep sigh before turning the ignition on. “Did my dad called you?” The cold was slowly easing off, though I still feel so hot inside of me.I could see him from the rear mirror, his teeth were clinched and his brow furrowed. I immediately regretted asking him that question because I knew what is to come next. “How could you just disappear without a trace Regina, that is very irresponsible of you.” I could tell he was trying his best to hold back from going all daddy on me.“And you’re lecturing me now? I was gone for just 24hours Mace!” The car gave a loud screeching noise before coming to a halt, my head almost bumped into the front seat if no
The loud, steady beeping in my head made me stir awake in my sleep. At first, I thought it was my alarm. I rolled to the left side of my bed. Do I really have to go to school? Can’t I just be a bed potato for a day, please? A blaring ring from a phone I thought was mine reached me, and I searched for it. I got you, I mumbled under my breath. “Hello, Mr. Quin.” A deep, husky voice reached my ears. “Who is this?” I jerked up from the bed, fully awake. “Mr. Quin, you called me.” Huh? In reflex, I looked at my screen, and the caller name was saved as “Mr. Smith The Hard Core.” I struggled to remember how I got the number and where. My attention was suddenly drawn to the long tube inserted in my hand. An IV drip? Did my crisis start again? And where’s this place? I know I’ve had a series of crises, and this wasn’t the first time I woke up with an IV drip in my hand, but I had never woken up in a different room with a loud beeping computer beside my bed. My dad would only invi
The loud, steady beeping in my head made me stir awake in my sleep. At first, I thought it was my alarm. I rolled to the left side of my bed. Do I really have to go to school? Can’t I just be a bed potato for a day, please? A blaring ring from a phone I thought was mine reached me, and I searched for it. I got you, I mumbled under my breath. “Hello, Mr. Quin.” A deep, husky voice reached my ears. “Who is this?” I jerked up from the bed, fully awake. “Mr. Quin, you called me.” Huh? In reflex, I looked at my screen, and the caller name was saved as “Mr. Smith The Hard Core.” I struggled to remember how I got the number and where. My attention was suddenly drawn to the long tube inserted in my hand. An IV drip? Did my crisis start again? And where’s this place? I know I’ve had a series of crises, and this wasn’t the first time I woke up with an IV drip in my hand, but I had never woken up in a different room with a loud beeping computer beside my bed. My dad would only invi...
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