All Chapters of The Light Through His Darkness: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Justin POV There was a knock on my office door and I answered by saying 'enter' then Noah walked inside with approximately ten employees. I inhaled a deep breath, taking up my cup of coffee from my desk. "Are these the individuals who are slowing down my company?" I took a sip as I leaned back in my chair. Noah nods. "Sir, please don't fire me." A male employee spoke, taking a step forward from the group. "I've been working here for almost ten years now and I've also been working for your father as well." I realized he was a web designer as he continued to plead for his job and reputation. "My wife is very sick and I have kids about to start school including a baby, sir." He slightly trembled in my presence. Noah looked at me with sympathy on his face and I raised a brow at the employee since I couldn't recall addressing him from the beginning. "I'm disinterested about whatever you have to say to me." I stated, callously before I took a next sip of my coffee with my eye

Isabella POV I quickly joined the stream of pedestrians, making my way across the street as I glanced up at the towering skyscraper, where my Dad works for Justin Martínez. The company was rightfully founded in Justin's authority after his Father's tragic death and my sister has been dreaming of becoming a model for the company, but unfortunately she never got accepted. My Father accidentally forgot his lunch at home, which he tends to do a lot, so I had to be the responsible daughter as usual and bring it over since Jean is currently out with her boyfriend. After everything that happened yesterday, I wanted to cry my heart out, completely not ready for marriage, but I couldn't find my tears. My Dad has been encouraging me not to think negatively, but all I know is that this offeror could be a criminal, a psychopath or even worse, Justin Martínez himself, which would be completely chaotic, but why would he marry me, right, though he's in charge of the wedding. I'm already stuck i

Isabella POV I woke up to the warm sunlight streaming through the window and as I tried to roll over, a slight groan escaped my lips. But then I realized I was nestled in a bed that felt incredibly cozy, with the scent of a charming cologne wafting from the soft sheets and plush pillows.As my vision sharpened, I noticed the presence of a woman standing in the room. Gradually, I sat up in bed and she greeted me with a gentle smile.I took in my surroundings, realizing I was sitting on a luxurious queen-sized bed in a beautifully furnished bedroom, adorned in a rich, dark royal brown color scheme. Confusion washed over me as I questioned whether I was still dreaming or..."Buenos días, Señora Martínez." The woman greeted me, capturing my attention. Clad in a formal black and white maid uniform with the subtle presence of a few gray strands amidst her black hair which was styled in a bun, she exuded an air of elegance. "English, please." I mustered the effort to speak, even though

Isabella POV I was quite thrilled to find clothes that I liked and luckily there was a helpful female sales assistant who assisted me. I tried on the clothes in the changing room while Justin and the two bodyguards waited outside with the sales assistant. Most of the clothes fit perfectly, but for the ones that didn't, I returned them to the assistant. I stepped out from behind the curtains in yet another dress which felt like the millionth time. The bodyguards glanced at me and the sales assistant nodded with a smile, probably understanding my frustration. Justin, of course, was too busy on his phone to even look up. I returned behind the curtains, removing the dress and adding it to the pile of others I had already tried on. I started trying on the undergarments, carefully examining myself in the mirror. After a few minutes, I finally tried on the last pair, a beautiful red lace bra and matching underwear. I smiled as I held up my wavy hair and admired myself in the mirro

Isabella POV "Señor López and Señor Lucas, meet my lovely wife, Isabella." Justin introduced me, his hand gently resting on my lower back. They both appeared to be in their late thirties, exuding a vibrant Mexican aura. "I'm López." The first man spoke, bowing slightly and extending a hand. "It's an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance, Señora Martínez." I placed my hand in his, feeling a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "The pleasure is mutual." I replied warmly. Señor Lucas stepped forward. "As the owner of the National Global Bank, I extend my congratulations on your wedding. It was a truly magnificent day." "Enjoy the party." Justin encouraged and they nodded in agreement. He then turned to me. "Darling, I need to have a word with you." We quietly moved aside, leaving my bodyguards with Noah. Justin took my hand and guided me to a balcony overlooking the penthouse. As we stood by the railing, I noticed we were alone. "What are we doing here?" I asked, noting his styl