All Chapters of Played By Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

He stepped out of his house and scanned the area for his car. He ran his fingers through his hair and adjusted his transparent glasses. He was sure that he looked breath taking. His deep green eyes was one of his greatest charm. He smiled. It was always the aim.As if on cue, a black Peugeot pulled in through the gate. His smile widened. His driver was always on time. The car came to a stop beside him. The window pane came down and revealed the one who was driving. It was a fair skinned man with a low cut hair. He was dressed in black suit and pants. He smiled at him. "Hello Jeff, always on time," the man commended his driver.Jeff smiled and unlocked the doors for his boss. He would have walked out to open the door for him but his boss had stopped him from doing so a long time ago. "Thank you sir, it pleases me to serve you," Jeff answered.His boss shut the door behind himself and watched his driver from behind the seat. "How many times will I correct you, Jeff? Call me Oliver. I

“In other words, I will be ruined?” Oliver asked almost to himself than to Anne.“Yes, we will be ruined,” Anne made it official.Oliver felt his breathing lose its calmness again. He felt his world begin to crack. It was crashing down before his eyes. He had never once thought that a day like this would come. What had he done to deserve this fate? “What’s causing it?” Jeff asked, breaking Oliver out of his thoughts.It was when he asked the question that Oliver realized he had not thought of asking that same question. If they knew what was causing it then they could find a solution to it. Maybe, just maybe, he would not have to be ruined after all.“Apparently, you’re a monster and you disrespect women,” Anne announced.Oliver narrowed his eyes at her as if she had said something that made sense to no one in the world.“I remember the reporters outside kept yelling things like that to him,” Jeff added. There was a small frown on his face as he remembered the way they attacked his bo

"So the question is, will you, Zara Lawman, accept to be my fake wife?" Oliver demanded.Zara froze. She felt so many emotions yet she could not identify any of them. Her breathing quickened. She felt her heart begin to pound so loud that she almost went deaf. A solution to her problem had been presented to her but what it required was quite hard. She had to marry another man to save Kelvin. How was Kelvin going to take the news? How was she going to live with herself?Oliver saw the hesitation in her eyes. He did not want to pressure her and at the same time, he did not want to let her go. She looked like the perfect person for the job."You do not have to give me an answer right away. You can go back to the hospital. Have a chat with Kelvin and call me when you make your decision. Is that okay with you?" Oliver asked her.Zara finally felt herself begin to calm. "I think this is a better idea. I should talk to Kelvin first," Zara agreed."Here's my card. You can call me when you ma

Marriage was supposed to be between two people who loved themselves dearly. But instead, people were getting married for different reasons which did not include love. At least, Zara’s reason included love. She was trying to save the man she loved. Oliver could still try to claim that his reason was also for love since he was trying to save the one thing that meant the world to him after everyone else abandoned him— his company. Maybe in doing so, he was also protecting other people's love. Maybe so many lives asides that of Kelvin’s were depending on this marriage. Which was why they had to make it work no matter what. They could not screw it up.Both parties were seated opposite one another. Kelvin and Zara sat together on one side of the table. Oliver, Jeff and Anne sat on the other side of the rectangular table. They were seating in an office Anne had managed to arrange. Even Oliver wondered how she pulled it off but he decided not to ask any questions. The marriage documents wer

A knock resonated on the door.This broke Zara out of her trance. She stood up without hesitation as she had been awake a while ago. She pulled the door open and was met with a beaming Maya.“Good morning, Mrs Russel. You look lovely," she began as she gestured at her clothes. She helped herself into the room and stopped in the center to face Zara again.Zara blushed as she subconsciously looked down at her outfit. She had chosen a blue sweatshirt which tightly fitted her body, a pair of harbor jeans that seemed as if they were made only for her and a pair of white sneakers. Her dark hair was tied in a ponytail. She looked beautiful without even trying so hard."Good morning and thank you, ma'am," Zara chirped and dipped her head in the process.Maya tilted her head at her before clearing her throat. "Maya, that's my name," she corrected.Zara raised her head at the head maid and smiled. "I have a better idea. If you call me Zara, then I'll address you as you wish," she laid out her