All Chapters of My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Natasha's POVI stood in the darkness, far beyond sight as I waited for Cassandra to come out of the building. As I stood, my mind ran back to the very first day I saw her. It was the day I was humiliated by that brat, Emelda. After the security guard dragged me out, I still lurked around enough to see the drama that played out just a few minutes after I was thrown out. I watched the way the sophisticated, unfamiliar lady spoke, her body language and even the way Bryan, who I had just found out was married to Emelda reacted when he saw her. Putting one and two together, I concluded that there had to be a history between them, so I took note of Cassandra and began to follow and watch her secretly.As my mind played back the memories, I finally spotted Cassandra, she was walking towards her car in the parking lot. I adjusted my hood, took a deep breath and began to follow her. Today was the perfect time to introduce myself.Cassandra's voice was cold as ice as we spoke, she exuded an

Emelda's POV.I woke to the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee, baked pancakes, and to the smiles of Bryan directly to my face. I let out a soft yawn as I stretched and sat up, leaning my back against the bed, and supporting myself with a pillow. "What's this all about ?" I asked casually, my voice still heavy with sleep.Bryan grinned, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Just a little something to start your day off right," he said, placing the tray on the bedside table.“Oh, I see.” I voiced out casually after thanking him, my tone off. “What's the issue?” Bryan asked, confusion clearly visible on his face, “You don't want pancakes?” I hesitated for a while, then decided to air my view. “I came to check up on you before leaving yesterday just to be informed that you were having a meeting with Cassandra and you didn't want to be disturbed.” I blurted out angrily.I paused, then continued, “You just forgot about me.” Bryan's expression shifted, his smile becoming more forced as he

Emelda's POV My eyes fluttered open as my head pounded with pain. Still trying to figure where I was, I blinked against the harsh light over me. The room was unfamiliar, the concrete walls and sparse furnishings making it look more like a prison cell than a bedroom.A low groan escaped my throat as I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. “What happened to me?” Not able to move my body, I turned my head to the side, my heart skipping a beat as I immediately caught sight of a hulking figure trying to lean over me."Where am I?" I croaked, my throat dry and scratchy.The man kept quiet but continued leaning in closer, his hot breath tickling my neck as a leering and uncomfortable smile spread across his face."You're exactly where you're supposed to be, doll," he growled, his voice deep and menacing. "And I'm gonna make sure you don't forget the fun of it."“Fun? What do you mean?” I shrugged, trying to move myself away from him as he came closer. “Just lay quietl

Casandra's POVIt was almost seven in the evening when I drove through my gates. Turning off the ignition, I alighted from the vehicle, and slammed the door of my Sledan shut with a satisfying thud.The scent of jasmine and citrus from the flowering trees that lined the driveway filled the air, their delicate blossoms fluttering in the warm breeze.Today, like every other day except the weekend, was really stressful. "Finally home," I murmured as I turned to the passenger’s door behind, reaching out for its handle so that I could get out my dinner dress and other items I got. As I opened the passenger's door, my eyes fell on the planning committee file laying comfortably on the seat. The sight of it made the day's events come flooding back to me. The meetings, the presentations, and of course, the encounter with Emelda.The anger that had simmered inside me all day threatened to boil over once more as the memory of our cold and silent war during the meeting began to replay in my m

Emelda's POV The sun had set, bathing the sky in a breathtaking dark blue color that matched with the twinkling stars on it. I smiled. It was fascinating to see how the natural gentle glow rhymed with the artificial lights placed around the arena. The breeze was cool and refreshing also, carrying with it the scent of jasmine and roses that bloomed in the gardens nearby. The flowers seemed to come alive in the darkness, their delicate petals swaying in the wind, releasing a sweet fragrance that lingered in the air.It was a scene worth beholding, a moment of peace and beauty that felt almost magical.“You look lovely,” Jeffrey complimented, immediately I got inside of the building. I blushed slightly, running my hand over the strands of hair I had styled in front. “Thank you, Jeff. You look great too.” Jeffery wore a brown suede Tuxedo suit and white pants to match. His hair, brushed backwards. Leaving Jeff, I strode further inside. Surveying the room as I walked to my head sea