Emmi: The princess of Solace City, has grown up knowing that the deal her parents agreed with The Wolversons before she was born means she has no escape from the life ahead. Growing up knowing she is going to be sent to The Wolversons city to marry one of the brothers, she has fought to find ways to avoid it, especially as being the princess of Solace city means no man has ever touched her, and the thought of living with these unknown men while being a virgin worries her. She has never once met any of the Wolversons brothers. But her rebelling forces her family to send her to the Wolversons sooner. As Emmi tries and figures out a way to escape this arranged marriage to pay off her parent's debt. She soon realises, that her own family has lied, and is willing to hurt her in any way possible to get to The Wolversons to win their city from me. Facing the reality that her family are trying to kill her, she agrees to side with The Wolversons to stop them even if it means losing her family forever. The biggest battle, however, is she needs to choose one of the brothers to marry, but she can't pick as she finds herself falling for them all. Is love enough though? When the brothers offer her freedom and a way to escape both families and cities, will she take the escape and leave them all behind or stay and finally make a choice of who to marry?
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I smile as I dance, the mask firmly in place, sealing my identity and hopefully helping me with my conquest. I turned eighteen today, not that you would think it by looking at my life and how I spent today. People will look at me and see freedom, a city to explore and enjoy. That, though, is a shocking lie. I’m in prison. This city is my prison, and I have no way of escaping and no way of changing things.
I continue dancing with this sweet guy. He has no idea who I am, which I like. If he knew, he wouldn’t be near me. Actually, if he knew, he would likely be screaming, ‘The Princess is here’. Yeah, because the Princess should never be here. I have a list of places I can visit. The rest are no-gos. According to my family anyway. Solace City, my parents’ city, my prison.
My hands pull him closer as I dance. I begin feeling myself relax and smile as we talk. How free can you really be in a city where most people know who you are? And those who don’t? Well, if they even try to touch you, people tell them exactly who you are. That you’re not to be touched. I hate my family, and I hate this fucking city. Leaning forward, I kiss him, pulling him back into a quieter place. My hands move down his body and remove his belt.
My excitement rises when he allows me to. He turns, pinning me against the wall and kissing me. A quiet moan escapes my lips as I feel his cock harden against me and his kiss become more fierce and powerful.
“Are you sure?” His words are stupid. Why wouldn’t I be sure? I need this, I need this so that I know it was my choice who I fuck.
“Yes.” I don’t want to talk, so I force my lips against his, while his hands slide up my legs to my ass, palming it.
“Princess!” I hear a man’s voice and groan. I thought I had knocked that fucker out! “Masks off, now! Everyone.” I hear his voice as the room falls silent.
The guy pulls away, hearing it too. “We need to go back out there. He sounds pissed.”
My hands grasp him and pull him closer. “Forget him, just fuck me.” Hell, this is the closest I have ever gotten. I move forward to kiss him, but he pushes me back.
“Remove the mask.” He looks at me as I shake my head. “It’s you! I’m fucking dead. I am dead now.” He’s clearly panicking. I guess tonight I won’t be getting fucked - well, not in the sense I want, anyway. Yet, looking at him, I can see the fear in his eyes.
“Stay in here.” Turning, I walk through and see everyone sat without masks on. Reaching up, I unwrap the mask and smile at Dalton. Hell, his head has a gash on it and is bleeding. In my defence, though, I warned him not to follow me.
“Car. Now.” He looks at me, the two guys behind him waiting for a fight. They know the truth. They touch me, they get hurt. Yet, they still have to somehow ensure I follow my father’s rules. Rules I wish he would choke on in his sleep.
“I’m awfully comfy right now. Maybe later?” I sit down and smile. My legs swing up and rest on another chair as I lean back.
“Go see who was with her through there.” Dalton points to where I had come from, and I watch as one of the guys disappears into the room. I hope whoever I was dancing with escaped. Unfortunately, my luck is quickly squashed as I see the guy being pulled out without a chance to get away.
“Name.” Dalton grabs the guy I had almost been successful in fucking.
“I- I-” He looks at Dalton, stuttering as Dalton moves to pull out a knife. “James, James Wood - Woodley.”
“Okay, well.” Dalton turns to face me. “Princess, you have a choice, walk and get in that car, or this poor lad doesn’t live to see tomorrow once I tell your father and brother what was going on and why your lipstick is no longer perfect,” Dalton threatens me. I look towards James, and I know he doesn’t deserve it.
So, I stand up, walk out, and get into the car. Eighteen years of this shit and every new year somehow means more and more people avoid even looking at me or talking to me. It feels like I’m the plague, which I guess I am. But unfortunately, I’m the human plague that will get them killed. So, I don’t speak; I simply stay quiet as the car moves.
“Your father is angry, Princess. You know the list of places acceptable for you to visit.” I look at him, still holding a cloth to his head where he is bleeding. Maybe I hit him too hard? I have been training. They just don’t realise that.
“Yes, places where everyone tells my family every word I say, every move I make. Prison is better than this.” I’m sure it would be. The car stops, and the door opens. I step out and walk into the house, and there he is, my father.
“You know the arrangement, Emmi. You stick to the places you’re allowed. A few more years, and you will be with the Wolversons. I agreed you would go there to marry one of the sons. That is happening.” My father looks at me, clearly pissed off.
“Happy birthday to me as well. Such a great eighteenth birthday! I know my fate, but that fate doesn’t mean I shouldn’t enjoy my life until then.” I stare at him. Once again, he is more bothered about that deal with the Wolversons than he is his own daughter.
“Your fate is not on me, Emmi; it is on how you react when you marry one of them. Unfortunately, that is on you. We won’t be there to protect you.” His words are low.
“What happens if none of them want me? What happens if they decide they want a real woman, not a woman who has spent her whole life living like a child under a microscope!” I will go to them and have no idea about anything because every fucker in this city avoids telling me things or talking to me. Ask your family, Princess, ask your mum, Princess. No, Princess, you can’t have that. I feel the anger build within me, burning through my veins. If he dies, I am free.
He was the one who made the deal with the Wolverson family. He is the one pushing it to happen, so once he dies, I will be free. I can only hope he dies before I am sent to them and told I have no choice but to marry one.
“Go to bed, Emmi, and next time, stick to the places you’re allowed in.” His words are harsh.
Turning, I walk through to my room. Eighteen, I am eighteen, and that was the first time I have ever kissed a guy. It was the first time I got a tiny bit of freedom, and people danced and laughed with me. That was until they saw who I was, then they looked at me like I had just put a target on their heads. I can’t sleep, my mind considers everything, and one thing keeps coming back up.
Freedom, escaping. I know I can do it. With the right amount of money, I can get out, I can pay someone enough to leave once they free me. Who though? The more significant issue, is how do I get the money? My parents aren’t stupid. Everyone knows to give me receipts, so I can never hide what I’m doing. I sit down to make a plan and hope that it will come into action, and I’ll escape before I am handed over to the Wolversons, a family I have never met.
I don’t even know if I like any of their sons. Not that I will have a choice, thanks to my dad saying they could have me. An arranged marriage in exchange for helping to save his city. Of course, the Wolversons accepted.
It has been eight months since we had Harlem and he’s wild already, just like Gunner. I place him in bed and kiss him. I know he will be safe tonight. There will be four guards outside this room. Three more at the end of the hall. No one except the guys and me will be able to get through. We’re back at the old place for tonight's party. It’s safer than having people in our home.“He asleep?” I watch as Zane walks over, peering into the cot. “Go get ready. I’ll sit here for a bit.” His lips press against my neck for a moment before I leave. Bear looking around for something, and I laugh.“You, wasn’t it?” He turns to face me.“Maybe, Daddy, maybe not.” I walk past him, but he grabs me, dragging me back.“What are you hoping to gain?” He pushes me against the wall.“I don’t know. Maybe, just maybe I want to be bad.” I bite my lip.“Prove it, dirty girl, prove you want to be bad.”I start to strip, my hips swinging as I do. “Just imagine, Daddy, me bent over that bad, with your hands gra
It has been nearly nine months, and it is incredible to watch Emmi, to see her stomach blossom, and somehow, it has tamed Gunner when he’s near her. He is still as savage with those he needs to be with, but with Emmi, he is careful.“Is it sorted?” I turn to Bear and nod.“Gunner killed them, with people watching. Everyone now knows not to touch them.” It was a mess and a war we couldn’t afford.“No one else does, Dante. Very few do that. Those guys just saw cash and thought they could take it. They didn’t even consider the consequences or consider who they were trying to raid.”He is right. Sure, people still commit minor, petty crimes, which the police deal with. However, they had been watching Jax and his family. That was clear when they attacked them within the city. We’re lucky Jax and his guys walked away and let us deal with it. They could have started a war.“Is she ready?” We should be leaving. I agreed we would go to their city, expecting them to show here after everything w
Six months! It has been six months since that punishment since I admitted I loved them. Gunner started great. The last month though, I have been nothing but exhausted as he tried to complete his quest. He was relentless in his pursuit for it, and now, well, he won.I step out of the bathroom. I am shaking, crazy scared shaking. I walk out to the pool, and they are all sat around it. I’m lucky, they are hot, and I know I am lucky.“Finally, come sit here.” Bear spreads his legs. Moving, I sit between them and lean back. He will protect me from Gunner. I know he will.“Everything okay?” Zane looks at me. “You took a long time in there.”“So you know what we haven’t spoken about?” We’ve discussed a lot. We spoke about how sleeping would go. They work some nights, so it makes it easier. I share a bed with two of them most nights. It changes from night to night based on who is working and not, who fucked me that night and didn’t.We got married, which was amazing but not legal. I don’t car
A month has passed, and Emmi is excellent, but now we have a new threat. Wensendale City, and Garrod. He keeps trying to push his foot through our city with his dirty work, dirty work, which I will never agree to. I watch as he walks towards me and sits down. I don’t bother shaking his hand. I don’t do that shit. I look from him to the guys with him. I know Jax, and I wonder how long he will do this for before he runs home to his wife?“So, do you agree?” Garrod leans forward, looking at me.“No. My city isn’t a place for that. If I catch any of your men in it, you can guarantee they won’t make it out alive.” I listened to his arrangement, and no amount of money makes it right.“Your loss, Dante. The Wolversons would be well known in many cities had you agreed.”“For the wrong reasons. Women are not weak. They are not a liability or a way to create money. Not in that way. Our city has survived many falls of other cities, many wars. We do not plan to change it. People are happy in our
It has been four weeks, and those four weeks passed quickly. I’ve spent plenty of time at the new house, helping get it sorted, and it looks even more amazing every day. Every day I spend it with a different brother as they continue to clean up my family’s mess.The border has dropped between the cities, which is amazing. It means Solace City and Wolverson City are together as one. My shoulder has healed, and everything is looking great.“What do you think?” I hear Gunner behind me, and I laugh.“You big psychotic bastard.” I look at the small crib. He is fucking crazy.“Soon, believe me if you’re not already, you will be. I don’t care if it takes fucking you every hour.” I turn and look at him.He is obsessed with getting me pregnant, which is fucking weird. Yet somehow cute, seeing him with the kitten is impressive, and I can just imagine him holding a baby. The room is bright pink, so I’m guessing he wants a girl. If not, he didn’t think this through. I have no issues with a boy sl
I sit and hold the papers. Everything going around in my head. They have all admitted they love me. They are trying to make me see that.“Do you love me, though?” I look up and watch their shocked looks. “I was forced on you guys. You had no choice.” I walked away and came back, but they didn’t get a choice.“Emmi! We are here. We love you. We let you go because we loved you. We aren’t you. We couldn’t come back to prove it. Us showing you we loved you was us letting you go. We love you and want you by choice, not because you were placed here.” Zane’s words make me smile.Glancing down, I look at the papers. I know they want me to say it, but saying it scares the fucking shit out of me.“You’re our family, Emmi, because we want you to be,” Dante says.I open the pages and stare at it: a house. So beautiful, it is big, with gardens. This place doesn’t have gardens, and I miss that. I have missed having the garden to escape to. The house looks fantastic, or it will once it is done nicel
At home, I send Emmi through to her room to clean up as I walk into the kitchen and check everything.“Okay, get out there set up while we get ready.” I walk off, trusting that they will do a good job. We all need to change and be ready, and I’m hoping this makes her feel like she can trust us. I hope so, anyway.After getting changed and showered, I walk out. Then, going to her room, I open the door and peek my head around.“Something hot, think of a party, elegant, sexy, that sort of thing.” I want her to take a little longer getting ready. Turning, I shut the door.“All sorted and set up. So we just go with the flow?” Zane asks.“Yes, because even if we plan this, we will fuck up, so we just go with it. Sit, eat the meal, then tell her.” It is a perfect plan. Walking through, I smile, seeing the rose petals on the floor. Every now and then, a full rose lays waiting. We all stand by the table and wait.I hear her door first, then her footsteps. She stops. “Pick them up,” I call thro
The door opens, and Dante looks at us, then relaxes.“Everything good?” He looks at me.“Yeah, can we just pretend all that didn’t happen?” I want to forget it.“Sure, Juliet won’t try that shit again.” Gunner grins and pulls me out.“So, what, we pretend you walked out of her office, and nothing happened?” Dante looks at me, and I nod.I feel someone's hand on my lower back.“Nice work telling her the rules, little lamb. Do you want the play later?”I laugh at Bears words, grateful he is playing along and pretending shit didn’t happen. We reach the car. “I don’t think you can handle it, Daddy.” His eyes widen as I climb into the car, and Gunner sits next to me.“Okay, Dean’s place next.” I look towards them. His soft smile is trying to calm me, and I know he will talk to Zane and find out what happened. For now, I will forget it, as best as I can.“Okay, Dean’s place next.” I look towards them.“You realise this will be a fight, right?” I look at them. “Last time I walked in there, t
My eyes follow her gaze and land on Zane. Jealousy begins to flood through me. He is leaning into a woman; I watch as he whispers in her ear and kisses her cheek.“Oh, you thought you were the only one? Zane is a sweetheart; he and Danielle go way back.”I shake my head, ignoring her words.“Ask if you don’t believe me. For nearly a year they were dating. Hell, they made a cute baby.” I turn and look at her, shocked. Her smile is growing. “You didn’t know? Why else do you think he’s slipping money into her hand on the sly?” I turn back and watch as he does.Zane wouldn’t. I feel my head shake.“He calls in like clockwork. Seems he is paying her an early visit today. I can show you footage of how often he comes in here to see her if you like?”“No.” My word is quiet.“He has always been a player. Zane can’t have one woman, he tried with Danielle, and that failed. She accepted she will never be the only one with him, though.” Her words hurt.Standing, I walk out. Pulling Zane back, I ho
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