Ethan
The meeting ended without me knowing what exactly was discussed. I was just overwhelmed by the beauty of my future wife. My eyes no longer took off from her. I can't believe she's gonna be my wife. I'm sure she doesn't even remember meeting me at the mall anymore, I was such an idiot. She was also not very interested in what was happening during the reunion between our families. She kept her head down throughout the seat, except at some point that she must have felt the weight of my gaze on her. She lifted her head and gave me a look that unsettled me. It sounded like she was mad at me. I am now certain that she was not consenting to this marriage, just like me. The meeting ended without my future wife and I having to speak to each other. In the car, I hear my father tell me
"I hope you're ready for the date chosen for your wedding?! As soon as we get back, your mother will take care of contacting our organizer of the solemn ceremonies and we will move quickly in the preparations for the wedding."
I didn't even know what my dad was talking about. What date did they set? He looks at me when I'm not up to date at all. In order not to trigger an avalanche of derogatory words towards me, I have to act as if I had really followed what they discussed during the meeting.
"Yes of course! Wedding preparations..." I stammered, staring into space.
"You and your fiancée remained calm without saying anything during the sitting. I hope this silence means that you're in agreement to get married?!" Replies my father.
My fiancee? I wondered to myself. I didn't know I had one. A fiancée with whom I hardly spoke, except just once and without knowing who she was. And the height, it was to ridicule me. I didn't respond to my father. As soon as we got home, I walked into my room right away. I wanted to be quiet, a question of thinking with a clear head. But that was without counting on the stubbornness of my little sister. No sooner have I flopped onto the bed than I hear the door to my room open. It's my sister who is there, surely to ask me about the families encounter.
"Knocking, does this word exist in your dictionary at least? You could have found me naked there." I tell her pretending to be annoyed.
"Anyway, I won't see anything that I haven't already seen." Tania said looking totally free.
She comes to sit next to me on the bed.
"You're lost!" I exclaimed hitting her with the pillow on the head.
"Yeah! And you're the one who is found right", she retorted, playing seriously.
I look overwhelmed at my sister, then we burst out laughing. Tania then asks me
"So the groom to the teeth, how did you find your sweetheart?"
"I'm not telling you, it's the same girl from the mall." I replied, raising my head, then leaning on my elbow.
The look Tania gives me betrays the surprise that can easily be read there. She exclaims
"No, you're kidding me!"
"If I tell you!"
"And how did it go between you? I mean, she at least recognized you, you got to know each other..." Tania inquired excitedly.
"No, my dear. She barely laid eyes on me from the whole meeting. And you first had to read in her eyes the hatred she had for me."
"Whoops! So, what are you going to do now?"
"No idea ! Our parents are determined to marry us against our will, I don't think we can escape it. And the stakes are high for my interests." I answered glaring at the void.
"But it suits you, doesn't it? I mean, this girl caught your eye the first time you met. Not to mention that you wanted to see her at all costs."
"It's true that she is extraordinarily beautiful, but that's not enough to make her my wife. I don't see myself being imprisoned in the bonds of marriage right now, even for her pretty little face. It will certainly be a marriage, but a marriage in which I intend to continue to live as a bachelor. I wanted to kick her out, not for her to be my wife. I'm not ready to live a marital life. And then, I also have Amy who means a lot to me. I have no intention of giving up on her. I tell my sister the haggard look.
"It's true, I had forgotten that one. What are you going to do now that you're getting married? She will surely oppose it." Tania outlines
"Not really."
I explained to my sister the reason why I want to do this wedding and she agrees. I think she is the only woman who can push me to enter into the bonds of marriage. If it were up to me, we'd be married already. But she says she's not ready. I reply to Clara.
"Still happy! It's obvious that she doesn't like you, except the money that interests her. " Tania exclaims satisfied.
Amy is my girlfriend. We met at university and got married right away. We have already had a relationship for five years, but she does not want to take the next step, which is marriage. If at first I was very committed and faithful, I became completely different when I discovered that she had cheated on me. Not once or twice, but three times according to him. Even though I forgave him each time, his crime changed me forever. I became a womanizer from this betrayal. Since then, I shoot anything that moves. When I told Amy of my father's intention to marry me to his competitor's daughter, she encouraged me to do so because this marriage would open doors for me in my father's business. Although I expected her to be a little jealous, I must admit that she is right. I believe Amy loves me, but she wants us to be financially secure first before she agrees to become my wife.
NaellaIn the end, my father's will prevailed. I witnessed the descent into hell powerless, without being able to change anything. The worst part of it all was that I couldn't even count on Charles to console me, because he too was affected by the situation. He was walled in total silence. It seemed like he was mad at me for what was happening, when all I wanted with all my heart was to stop this wedding from happening. I wonder if things would have been the same if my mother had been there. Why did she decide to abandon us? This subject, my father never spoke about it. It was taboo to mention my mother's name. However, I sometimes dreamed of a life with her by our side. Maybe then she was going to hinder my father from making that mistake, who knows.Two months after our families reunited, the wedding took place. My brother traveled from the United States to attend the wedding ceremony. Our marriage made the front page of all the newspapers
NaellaThe atmosphere at home is anything but that of a newly married couple. I do everything to make our home unlivable. It is necessary that at the end of a year of marriage, we separate anyway. I don't cook for my husband, nor do I take care of his breakfast and the like. He manages to find something to eat on his own. Luckily we have house staff. Otherwise, he would starve. This morning, it has already been nine days since we were married. If it wasn't for that composition period at school, we never would have met. I always manage to be in my room when Ethan comes home and in the morning when he leaves for work, I'm in the room.This morning, I get up very early and I'm getting ready to take my continuous tests at school. I dab Ethan who is also ready for work."Hello Nae!" He greets me.I wanted to ask him why he uses the diminutive of my first name, but I refrain
Ethan My father gave me a year to prove to him that I am a good husband. It is only after this period that I will be able to take the position of CEO at the head of his company. I'm afraid to satisfy him. Indeed, my new wife seems very stubborn and makes life difficult for me. I do everything I can to make her feel good, but she just does what she wants. She doesn't love me, that's for sure! Neither do I. It's just a marriage of convenience. Nevertheless, can't we try to make efforts in order to lead a more peaceful life? In addition, we could still combine the useful with the pleasant. Despite my efforts to make her more docile, she doesn't comply in the least. I had never met a woman who resisted me so much. All women are crazy about me. But this one doesn't give a fuck about me. Besides, I don't know how to go about seducing her in order to control her. However, she has quite a strong character. Me who thought she had to be an easy girl, desperate and ready to do anything for marr
Charles I managed to put under my armpits this liar of Naëlla. She thinks she's very clever, well, she's come across something smarter than her. She wanted to play me, but I'm going to show her that you can't teach an old monkey to make faces. We'll see who gets the last laugh between us. She's not even ashamed to lie to me brazenly looking me straight in the eye, that nothing happened between her stupid husband and her, yet she told her friend Leonce something else. What she doesn't know is that I know everything about her and I intend to take revenge on her without any mercy. As we often say according to a french adage, 'à malin, malin et demi', meaning "a cunning person should be responded by a more cunning one". All the love I had felt for her one day in the past turned into hatred towards her. I want to hit her where it hurts the most, to make her feel the same way I felt after her wedding. And to think that she swore by me and that she was ready to do anything for me. She promi
Naella I came back from my encounter with Charles very dejected. Why is he behaving with me like this? Why do I feel like he's changed so much? Charles wasn't like this before I got married to that jerk of my husband. I want him so badly. He's the one who came to ruin everything between us. Charles loved me before and treated me like a princess. But now, something has changed in his gaze. I feel like he's mad at me for marrying Ethan. Yet he knows very well that it is not my fault what happened. I did everything to prevent this marriage, but I couldn't. I just hope he doesn't see another girl behind my back and she's the one turning him away from me. Because I do everything As for me, to keep myself for him. Tonight, when I came home after dropping Charles off at his apartment, I went straight into my room. I haven't seen Ethan and so much the better for that matter. I don't want to see anyone. I feel so sad to be left out by my friends. What could I possibly have done to them to ge
Ethan Of all the surprises I would have expected, this one wouldn't even be in last place. So my wife was a virgin all this time? And this young man she hangs out with, what do they do when they're together? Is such a thing still possible today? I feel a bit confused there. I believe she is 23 and I never imagined that she had never known a man. I have always seen Naëlla, not as a shameless girl, but rather as a modern young woman, who follows the trend and confirms herself to the standards of our era. Myself, I could not remain a virgin, so I told myself that it would be the same for her. For me, imagining Naëlla saving herself just for her husband is a bit hard. Yet here I have living proof. It is therefore bearing in mind that she was already sexually active that I made love to her. After that little cry of pain as I tried to push my way inside her, there was a moment of awkwardness. Then Naëlla started crying. I try to touch her frail shoulder, to console her, but she tenses up.
Naella Charles was adamant about his decision to sleep with me. I can make him understand that things didn't happen as he imagined them, but on him, it seems that my explanations have the effect of water on the duck's back. What am I going to do to reassure him other than to offer myself to him? Not that I don't want to, but it doesn't go down well with me. I know my marriage to Ethan doesn't matter. However, having sex with one man while living with another really feels like a whore to me. I'm willing to wait after the one year, when I've divorced Ethan, then I can marry Charles, and we can make love as much as he wants. But it seems to Charles that I speak another language. He must surely hear me in Mandarin. What to do to reason with him? If only he could wait a little longer. On the other hand, although what Charles is asking of me is almost impossible for me to achieve, I am not ready to lose Charles either. I love him too much for that. But how do you get him to change his mind
Charles I think that girl Naëlla must be trying to take me for a madman. After wasting me all this time with her, putting up with her without allowing me to sleep even once, she has the nerve to tell me to my face that she refuses that we sleep together. Maybe she's hoping I've been her bodyguard this whole time! "Excuse me? Are you playing a bad joke on me, or are my ears already playing tricks on me?!" I tell her, glaring at her. "No Charles, your ears didn't deceive you at all. You heard what I told you." She reiterates with all her seriousness. "You can't do this to me. Say rather that you never loved me and that you were only waiting for this opportunity to leave me, already that I am only a poor student who could not offer you your princess life." I point out, playing the victimization card. "You know very well that what you are saying is false. I have never found your financial situation to be a blockage between us." Naëlla replied, looking offended. "Then prove to me tha