I felt dizzy while feeling my rushing adrenaline.I got a job at The Knight Industries as a Quotes and Add Designer in the Marketing and Advertising Department of The Knight Industries.I got an email from the company, Knight Industries, about my job acceptance. They are one of the best and biggest industries in the whole USA.It's mostly impossible to get a job there. I heard they hire the best of the best.Well, I have always been good at my studies from my childhood with great grades, but there are some dark memories as well. I shook my head. I don't want to think about it now, I thought.I have been searching since this morning in my wardrobe for what to wear. Normally I don't put so much effort into my clothing, but I have to give a good impression on my first day of work. It is, after all, The Knight Industries.Finally, after thinking and searching for so long, I found the perfect clothes.I put on a white blouse, a black fitted pencil skirt, and white heels. I applied only lip
Eternity's povAfter 2 weeksIt's been two weeks since I started working here at Knights Empire Industry.I must say, I enjoyed my work here. I mean, everyone is so friendly here with me except that arrogant Aaron Knight, owner, and CEO of the Knights empire.Avery, the receptionist whom I met on the first day, also ended up being my good friend.So, now I have a really interesting and amazing workplace.Well, before coming, I always buy coffee.One for Mrs. Elle Clark and receptionist Avery and, of course, for me, it's become my daily routineEternity's outfitI am wearing a black dress reaching below my thigh and wearing a white jacket above it with black boots. I tied my long brown hair into a ponytail.I was just getting away from Starbucks, grabbing a packet that contained three cups of coffee.Before I could make it towards the skyscraper of the Knight Empire,A man in a black hoodie. His face is covered with a cap of his black hoodie.He handed me a brown folder and said, "Keep
Eternity's povI glanced at her, and her face lacked the glimmer that every girl's face has at her wedding; her hopes had been destroyed. I looked at me.I'm wearing a lovely lace off-shoulder bridal gown. But my eyes are still swollen from sobbing all night. I used a lot of bb cream, concealer, and foundation to mask my tired face, but I still look like a crying mess.Since childhood, I've had a lot of wedding fantasies, as my maternal grandma used to say.Marriage isn't something you wear on your finger or sign on a piece of paper. It should be relished rather than endured. It's the coming together of two hearts that beat as one, each willing to make sacrifices for the happiness and well-being of the other. Marriage is so lovely that it would be a blooming rose in the natural world, with its dazzling petals permitted to unfold in the warm sunlight. Maybe that's why we offer roses to the people we care about and include them in our holy couplings so frequently. Marriage is a gift we
When we arrived to Knight's estate, I gasped as I saw the most magnificent huge mansion I had ever seen in my life.Knight's Estate was a large estate in one of Yorkshire's most picturesque areas.After all, it's Aaron Knight's lavender-scented mansion. The aroma brings out the delicate purple tone of the walls, which in the early light reminds me of spring forget-me-nots. I never wanted to live in a large house, preferring instead to live in a cosy and inviting environment. It's the ideal place for needs, as well as what many people dream about.But I'll miss my old place.It's my "cottage," as I like to refer to it. The old was a stage for my new works, fresh paintings daubed on beautiful squares of canvass, in the sky, adorned with everything rustic. Until you give it your personality, leave your stamp, and communicate what is essential to you, space is simply space.But I have to wait for this marriage contract to expire, and until then, I have to live with him; just thinking abou
I drew back from the pink duvet as I opened my eyes. I expose my face slowly and cautiously. I blink twice, then close my eyes and blink once more. I am blinded by rays of sunshine that pass through the window. I get out of bed, drag my feet out, and rub my knuckles into my eyes. I yawn with my arms stretched over my head. My legs hang over the off-white carpet, and I keep an eye on them.It's not my room, I turned around.Oh, my so-called marriage to jerk Aaron Knight comes flooding back. At my husband's home, here is my new room.It was 8:50 p. m. when I was studying, according to the digital clock on the wall.I slept too much.I remind myself that my maternal grandmother is an ideal wife, and she always tells me that when I get married, I must grow into an ideal wife for my husband, but I never imagined that my life would turn into a farce and that one day I would be married to the devil, Aaron Knight, who doesn't care about people but is obsessed with his business and his wealth.
Through my room's wide glass window, rays of sunlight splashed across my face. My sluggish eyes slowly opened.My pulse is beating, and my mind is blank, even though my eyes are open. It's as if an adrenaline hypodermic has been injected into my carotid artery. My respiration rate begins to stabilise as I struggle into the absolute blackness.I struggled out of bed and made my way to the restroom. When I glanced in the mirror, I saw a mess; my eyes were swollen from sobbing all night.My skin hasn't changed colour.Soo, I'm not sure why Aaron's anger so deeply broke my heart.I've never wished him harm, and I've always favoured him, but I imagine he won't believe me. He'll always regard me as a traitor.But who was that strange individual who handed me the packet with confidential corporate information that day, and why me?What relationship does he have with Aaron?I have a lot of unanswered questions in my head right now. I have no idea what to look for, how to gain Aaron's trust, c
It's late at night, and I'm missing Aaron utterly. I'm not sure why, God, but I'm missing him so much.I left feeling sorry for him after today's incident.I hear a car's echoes. Aaron enters the home a few minutes later. Over the couch, I'm drumming my fingers.During this, he is removing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. He gave me a sidelong glance.I instantly averted my gaze. My cheeks began to flush. I took a few steps back and looked around, but I couldn't seem to keep my gaze on him.He walks up the stairs and into his room.After a few moments.I reached for the dining room and turned to see him approaching. At the table, he sat in a head chair.After that, Amy and the other maids arrived and began serving our meal.We're both silent; he doesn't say anything to me.But I want to talk to him and ask him how his day was, but I know he won't want to talk to me.I press my lips together, embarrassed to be around him.He stood to go after dinner, giving me a brief glance.My phon
I consciously opened my eyes from my slumber while lying in my bed, and I felt a soft quilt about my waist.I'm not sure how I ended up on the bed; I vividly remember passing asleep on my room's floor.Then I wiped my eyes, and the first thing I noticed was Aaron sitting on my bed, watching at me with concerned filled eyes. This was the first time I noticed he was concerned about me, and I sat up on my bed, knowing he was the one who placed Oilment and medicinal bandage on my wound."It doesn't hurt much," I told him, expecting to see a glimpse of hope in his eyes that he cares about me.My heart is rushing so quickly as I feel his deep gaze over me, halt at my lips, then my breasts, then return to my eyes."I know you care about me," I told him with a smile.That sweet expression in his eyes transformed back to a cold and harsh one when he understood what I was saying."No, I don't care about you; I only did this because I'm the only one who can damage you; no one else can." He mumbl