"Welcome love. Your voice is like a melody to my ears"
“Huh?” I blinked, considering it to my deception but to no avail.
A handsome devil in an expensive suit, spelling danger by his very presence was approaching me. Is it a sick joke? I blinked, taking a step back.
My eyes widened when I looked at him.
How did he get inside? And God, he called me love.
This man had a very malicious aura around him and to enhance the worry, what is someone opulent doing at our paltry home?
“You look lovely.” His deep voice came, scanning my form which enhanced my distress.
He drained my energy, giving me shudders to think what he is doing here because he doesn't look like a thief and he definitely is not from the bank.
I paid my mortgage this month!
"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here?!" I yelled at him, curling my hands in a fist and controlling my emotions.
"Now, love. Lower your voice." He said in a serious tone. His voice made my heart skip a beat. But me being me I yell louder this this,
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
The instant I finished my sentence he pinned me harshly to the wall as I groan in pain, he put his index finger on my lips in hushing manner and spoke in deadly voice,
"Now Violet.When I told you to lower your voice.You will lower your voice. Understood?"
The moment he said that my whole body began to tremble in fear. Unnerving quivers traveled in my core as my legs became numb.
“Who are you?” I asked breathlessly, trying to keep his face in my mind to complain right to cops.
“Stop whining if you want to know.” He replied temptingly.
The fear was taking control over me, I couldn't fathom how he got my name. Under the ambience of his dominating aura, I gulped and nodded.
Because it's the best thing I can do now. My lips began to tremble, feeling the repugnance of his touch over my lips which etched great apprehension in me.
"Where is my Mum?" I asked in a vague whisper.
He chuckled darkly, his predatory eyes scanning me.
He then smirked and slowly removed his hands from me. I heaved a sigh of relief when he get away from me and asked again,
"Where is my mother?"
He spared a glance at me and motioned me to follow him. My heart skipped a beat in terror as I walked before him with my shaky legs.
“Who are you? Why are you doing this?” I asked, hoping to gain some answer but to no avail.
He took me to the living room, my eyes widened in horror at the sight I saw.
There are two men pointing their guns at my mother. Before I could do and say anything, the guy who pinned me to the wall yelled,
"You idiots! How dare you point guns at my future wife's mother. "
Wait what? His Future Wife?! This man is pure psycho.
Is he out of his mind or some creep?
But right now my top priority is Mother.
"Mum!" I called her as I was about to run and hug her. That man held my elbow.
“Who are you? Why are you doing this!?” I hissed at him, trying to rip my arm but he drag me close to him and said in a low voice,
"You do want your mother to live, don’t you?” He asked in a low husky voice.
“Yes.” I nodded because all I know is to obey quietly when the other person holds a gun unless you want to die.
“Good.” He smirked, pleased at my subjugation.
“Now listen, Violet, You will marry me. Or else say Goodbye to your mom and your beloved brother. You will become my wife one way or another." He demanded.
His voice was low but filled with vehement. How dare he!? I can never marry a person like him.
Who does he think of himself? I will never do it.
I pushed him with all my force. And spat at his face,
"Who the hell do you think you are?! Do you think I will marry a psycho like you? Never! Get the hell out of my home!"
My words of reality enraged him as he pulled my arm and yanked me to him. I winced in pain because of his tight grip but his grip tightened as he said in a ferocious tone ,
"Looks like you are not listening.... Kill her." He ordered the man to kill my mom. I was stiff upon hearing this. No..
As the man was about to pull the trigger I scream from the bottom of my lungs,
"No, No, No, Wait! I am sorry!" I called, trying to pull his arm, realizing my grave mistake.
"Tell me what I want to hear." He said monotonously. I lowered my head, biting my lips.
Knowing there's no escape as I cannot win against his overwhelming power.
"Okay... I will marry you..." I whispered in a croaked voice. My heart ached and broke into pieces.
This is not how I imagined to have my wedding.
It is the most undesirable situation of my life where I was left vulnerable and weak with no choice but to agree with the person I don't even know to marry.
“I will do anything but please let my Mother go.” I managed to say with extreme difficulty.
I looked down on the ground, a tear pricked in the corner of my eye. Before it could fall, He held my chin and forced me to look at him.
My heart thumped against my chest in fear in his pernicious presence. His voice is so dominating compared to me, my voice sounds like a pathetic wimp.
"Good. You shall marry me, Raymond Smith." He said his name.
Raymond Smith…? I have heard this name but where?
He then moved to my neck, I shivered endlessly when his lips brushed against my neck.
Causing my hairs to stand on their edge and engrave immense distress in my soul. Defeated, I let the sensations of his lips to travel in me as he whispered huskily,
"Embed my name deep into your soul because you can't escape me." ,
"Embed my name deep into your soul because you can't escape me." ,He kissed my cheeks and left. His mere presence served as a storm in my heart, an unavoidable doom.As I fell on the ground and curdled like a ball in my mum's lap, feeling utterly defeated before the person who can stumble my home of gaiety in a matter of heartbeats.‘Why did this happen to me....”’ After he left I began to cry in my mother's lap. hiding my face.“What is happening, Mum?” I cried, letting out my misery in the form of tears, showing the devastation chasing me with full speed."Why...why is this happening to me?"I asked in a low voice. I just don't know what to do. My dreams and my hope everything was crushed to pieces in an instant. “One moment, and everything in my life changed on the snap of his finger. Who is he? How could he do this?” I asked desperately, mind going blank by fathoming what could happen.He is terrifying, doing this to me, leaving me with no choice but to marry a person I don't
After she left I also stood up and gave Kenneth shoulders a gentle squeeze,"I am getting married." I said in a feeble voice, knowing there's no escape. A person who can break into my home, he can do anything."But, Mum said..." He trailed off."Don't mind her. Nothing could change the fact that I am getting married." I passed him a faint smile, trying to hide my pain."Do you love him?" He asked innocently. My heart was torn to pieces when I heard it, bearing the crumbled dreams inside me.“Mhm.” I nodded and stood up and left without saying another word. I didn’t want to talk to anyone at the moment, my heart was crushed with my dreams. Marrying was not among my list at the moment.I had responsibilities. Dreams I wanted to fulfill but he intended to steal it all from me.I was amazed at Mother about how she can smile even after the havoc had just happened. I couldn't be able to speak in front of Kenneth and she kept herself together.I excused myself and went to my room to think ab
"Um.. Violet.. She is sleeping. Should I wake her up?" Mum said nervously, trying to change the context of the awkward topic."Oh no, Ma'am. Let her sleep. Besides I am here to meet you." he said politely, smiling sincerely as I noticed some flowers in the corner too.“Where were these manners when we met for the first time? Or when he tried to kill my Mother?” I growled with a clenched jaw, cursing at him under my breath.Shaking my head, getting myself some water and drinking it while listening to their words."What brings you here?" Mum asked kindly. I took a sip of water, drinking it calmly while listening to their conversation."I am here to decide the date of marriage." Mentally prepared for anything except this. I choked on the water when I heard it with raging heartbeats.Is he out of his mind?“Shit.” I began to cough, the jug of water was empty and they must have heard the sound by now. No use in hiding anymore.I came out of the room to get some water, hoping to not get a
Raymond POV:-After giving the beautiful news to Violet, to which she ran away upon hearing. I wanted to snicker badly, to laugh at her vulnerability but I barely held it in.How she ran away after realizing her life is bound with me eternally, that she cannot escape me. It delighted me.“I apologize, did I say something wrong?” I asked politely, turning to Mrs Cadhill.“No.. Um.. She was just not mentally prepared to hear it.” She shook her head, saddened for her daughter.“I am sorry, should I apologize to her as well?” I asked gallantly, cursing myself for the fake affection.“No, No. It’s okay. Leave her be.” She hummed.I nodded and left saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ma'am."She smiled faintly and nodded. I was about to leave but then I remembered and turned to her again, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you one thing.""What is it?" Mrs Cadhill asked."Well... There is going to be a press conference the day after tomorrow, can Violet join it?" I asked politely.Wanting to gai
Violet POV:- ‘How dare he!? I am shy!? Like hell! Who the hell is he to make assumptions about me and spread them over the damn media?’ “Is this some sick joke?” I asked Mum who made an apologetic face. “Apparently not.” She sighed. I am so infuriated right now. I just want to punch that piece of shit who thinks he can own me like a possession but I won’t let it. “What does he think of himself? Molding me into what he wants? Who is he to say this?” I growled, losing my forbearance with this insane man. “Damn lunatic.” I will do whatever I can to show him hell, for forcing me into his life. He thinks he can twist reality as if it's clay the way he wants. Telling nothing but lies. “How dare he- Wait a minute, outside a bakery... Bakery..” I paused when my heart rate dropped in horror. “Violet..?” Mama called, worried about my perturbation. “The guy I met on your birthday… remember I told you about him… The guy I bumped into and my cake fell.” I trailed off, losing my breath out
Raymond POV:- I took Celine to meet my beloved wife at her home for today's dinner. Even though I told her mother to get her ready but still she didn't listen to her and the inappropriate comment she made about Celine truly boiled my last ounce of patience. I saw her wearing her casual shirt with a trouser. I glared at her as she stiffened seeing me but concealed it. Why does she always choose the hard way? Celine ran toward her and hugged her, completely ignoring what she remarked about her as her brother came toward me, being the only sensible person after her Mother. "Hello, Nice to Meet you, Sir." He said politely. Even her brother has more manners, unlike her. "Hey there. What's your name, young man?" I asked him, even though I know his name is Kenneth. I know everything about her, everything. "Kenneth Cadhill. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of my Sister." He said sincerely, curling his lips upwards in a smile. “And kindly please, ignore her words, her m
“What are you trying to prove by saying this? Can your words change my intentions? Can it make any difference? Then why are you wasting it, hmm?” I asked in a low husky tone, reminding her about the reality she has chosen. “You should be grateful that I, Raymond Smith, chose you.” I hissed, I took a dangerous step towards her. “I didn’t ask for this, I never wanted this.” She hissed back but this was the extent of my patent. I grabbed her arms and turned her around as my chest was pressed against her back. I snake my left hand to her waist as my other hand held her neck. “I hope we both are aware of your worth, you are surely cherished and everything will be placed before you. Only if you behave.” I leaned and inhaled her sweet intoxicating scent, feeling her quivers at the same time. “Why are you doing this? You don’t even feel anything for me, love is a distant matter.” She whispered, repugnant at my choice of words. I moved my face to her shoulder and brushed my lips over
Violet POV:- 2 days were left for marriage. I am becoming depressed. The thought of marrying someone you don't even know properly is ridiculous. His actions were horrifying, I don't think I could confront someone like him anymore, he trembles my very soul, there’s no redemption from the trap I have fallen into. ‘What do I do now? Please someone help me…’ “Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!” I wanted to cry out loud, sob my agony out, my pain, my powerlessness out but it would only be worthless. just like my struggles. ‘Why is he after me? Why me? I'm sure there are more beautiful women out there. So why me? What's so great in me? Why does he desire me? What is our comparison in the first place?’ My thoughts which are giving me great dejection were interrupted as Mum entered the room. “Violet, Love.” She called me softly. She closed the door behind her and handed over something to me. "What's that?" I asked, sitting up, my eyes were devoid with no hopes left anymore. "Your passport, Vi