Richard's point of view... "What the heck do you mean by that, Mr. Stones" I grunted above my pitch, everything in me was uncontrollable, my anger, my emotions, my thoughts almost everything was not in my control for a second. My fist clenched on the doorknob that I had been holding ensuring that its engraved design had printed on my palm in red. I am not sure what I would do if I couldn't contain my anger anymore. This is just testing my patience. "I... I am so sorry for you, Mr. Richard but I have no other options left. You know very well about the rules, don't you?" those freaking rules...! He heaved a deep sigh before continuing, "Let's get to the point, the next condition according to your father's will is, you have to get married within twenty-four hours or you won't be able to keep anything of the property" Seriously...! The moment I heard those words, my teeth gritted and I clenched my jaws too much that I was afraid that I would break them in half. I had been bearing w
Richard's point of view... Mom stiffened her expression while wiping the teardrop that escaped the corner of her eyes and took a deep breath, "Fine, you started the game, didn't you? Then you will end it up" she said firmly "Go and find her, Richard, with a better offer this time." I stared at her, she was serious, "Convince her to get married to you and we can gift her any good future she desires"Mom said determined, standing up and getting ready to leave. "But she is just my friend, Mom" I protested only to get smacked by her, "Yeah, a good friend and that is why we have another reason to convince her. Offer her money, status, or anything she wants, Richard. But now stop messing around and let's go. We don't have much time left" She had made up her mind, I don't have a say in this. She would never lose Dad's company at any cost. I still couldn't figure out how am I going to keep this thing before Anna. How would she take it? As I reached the community hall, I strode straig
Author's point of view... "I want to talk to her alone," Richard said but as Nancy gave him a cold look, his commanding tone changed into requesting one and he hung his head in guilt. "Please..., let me talk to her alone," Richard requested as Juliette was still begging her mother to believe in her. Richard's mom leaned slightly toward her son and whispered into his ears, "Good, just somehow convince your bride, no matter what you need to do. Remember you have to do this, Richard" After feeding her son with the pedagogy, she shoved some kind of paper in his hand and walked over to Nancy and Dorcy. "Yes, Mrs. Stanford, let's go out for a while and let the bride and groom talk it out thoroughly" Richard's Mom was so excited, as if everything that happened was good on her terms. In fact, she always wanted a bride that her son loved. And that little girl was a perfect choice for her. She had always adorned the two sisters but Juliette's behavior had long impressed her. Nancy brushe
Author's point of view... Everything passed very fast, just like it hadn't been a day but just a fraction of a second. Like a wind passing through the desperate hearts just to turn everything upside down. Juliette's life has taken an unforeseen turn which was still unacceptable for her. She never thought she would be married today and with the man, she couldn't even imagine as her husband for what had happened. "Mr. Richard...! Mr. Richard Solomon...! I can't be marrying him. No way...! It must be a dream...! I must have been sleeping all this time," her thoughts smacked her back when she pinched herself for the tenth time in just a minute. But the pain that made her jerk told her that it was indeed not a dream but a living nightmare. All this thing was more like a TV drama or some kind of fantasy story she was reading or watching. But unlike in the dramas, there wasn't a happy romantic ending for her. The dust settled as all the things for the wedding were arranged personally b
Author's point of view... The ceremony was completed, and the certificates were signed but when the priest announced them as husband and wife, Juliette felt a jerk as if those words were not just words but a slap on her face. "You may kiss the bride" the priest continued. Juliette lifted her head and stared at the groom's eyes whereas Richard's heart skipped a few beats. Wasn't it the same dream he had this morning? Kissing his bride...! Is it going to come true? He took a step ahead, his gut filled with fluttering butterflies. Despite the trouble between them, she was still the girl he always dreamed about. But before he could touch his bride, she snorted, "I will never let you touch me..." she grabbed her dress and ran away leaving him behind in shock. He stared at her retreating. Richard had anticipated this before but at least he thought she would put on with it till the end. Richard's mother walked onto the stage and patted his shoulder, consoling him, "You need to take i
Juliette's point of view... I reluctantly sat in his car, I mean it wasn't me, but he pushed me into it without my consent, and I didn't really have a choice anyway. The air was so heavy that I could hardly breathe properly. I was super angry with him and had no idea what am I going to let out if he started any kind of conversation.No matter what, I was sure to rip him apart if he dared to touch me. Luckily, he drove in silence. I secretly glanced at him still gritting in anger. He had already taken off the suit he had been wearing during the so-called wedding ceremony and now he had only the shirt on. A few of the buttons on his chest were left open. Trying so hard to seduce me, I think. But not anymore. I swear I am not looking at his bulged chest poking out of the shirt. I swear...! What the hell Juliette...! I smacked myself back. Ugh...! I am not going to let him do that. He didn't say anything, anything at all, and neither did he glance at me. Good for him. It's not
Juliette's point of view..."Juliette..." someone was calling me out of my slumber. But who...? I slowly forced myself to lift those heavy eyelids of mine. Why was it so hard to even open the eyes? But when I did open them, all the blurriness stirred away and I was sure I was still in that nightmare. I wasn't in my room and it wasn't Anna or Mom next to me. It was that jerk's face right before me, staring at me with a creased forehead. I stared at him for a few more seconds in disbelief then jolted up immediately after I got my senses back, but my head was still dizzy. Grabbing my head with both of my hands, I noticed that I was sitting in the passenger seat of the same car, feeling a little uneasy. "Are you okay...!" he mumbled in a concerned tone. Faking it, of course. I frowned while glancing at him without a blink almost clueless. Trying to recall what has happened. "Are you okay...?" he inquired again and I finally smacked my senses back as he extended his hand to check m
Juliette's point of view... Married...!! I can't believe I am married to that scumbag. My identity changed from a high school girl to a married woman right now and that disgusts me even more. Ugh...! I get goosebumps, all over my body every time I think about it. Married to whom?? That man who forced me into this. That man who broke my sister's heart. That man, because of whom my Mom is sick. He made my life a hell and I would do the same. I won't let him live a comfortable life either. I will make sure to make his life a hell. A living hell. At first, I was terrified and devastated at how I ended up in his house like a homeless stray cat. How I was homeless. However, now I understand everything, why God sent me to him, to his house. He wanted to get his way out, right? But I will make sure that he doesn't have a single second of relief. Making up my mind with that burning anger of mine, I got ready and strode out of the room. He had already made breakfast for both of us. Ho