"What are waiting for? Aren't you the one I've been talking to, Stacy Hills? Give me an explanation now before I run my hand across your face and give a brain-resetting slap to get your mouth to start functioning!” Her father growled at her and Stacy let a whimper of pain.
Her back ached due to the force of her dad's actions and her chest constricted in heartbreaking pain at the way her own Dad had always maltreated her like she wasn't human at all. As if she had no right to decide for herself and she was just some tool he used to make money.She was scared that her Dad might kill her if she told him the reason she refused to adhere to him.How was she going to tell him that her heart belonged to no one other than Bruce Yates?How on earth was she going to make her Dad understand that Dan Hawk was a monster who only wanted to get in between her legs and own her like she was some property of his?"Stacy!!!” Ethan roared out her name and raised his hand into the air to hit her across the face again with rage in his eyes Stacy coward away by hiding her face but a stronger hand caught his wrist in the air and Stacy’s body froze in shock, her chest heaving up and down in a moment of fear.A deep voice spoke calmly with a sly smile on his lips. "Mr. Ethan Hills, I understand the extent of your fury at my sweetheart for not heeding your words. And to be honest, I am too. But still, take it easy with my wife-to-be,” He said, releasing Ethan’s wrist and turning to Stacy, a smirk on his lips as he lifted her face up from her chin so her Amber eyes could look into his.Turning his gaze back to look at Ethan, he said, "If you disfigured such a stunning and innocent face, do you think I'll still have any interest in her? I can't marry a young lady with an ugly and disfigured face, you know. Dan Hawk can never marry what he won't look at twice nor admire twice as much,” He smirked as he felt Stacy’s body tremble at his touch. Despite her efforts to avoid his calculating gaze, he forcefully redirected her face to meet his, causing Stacy to bite down on her lower lip in a futile attempt to steady her trembling body and avoid his penetrating eyes."I am your future husband, my dear," he murmured, his tone laced with desire as he observed her with a hunger in his gaze.He took pleasure in the way Stacy nervously bit her lip when feeling anxious or vulnerable, finding it alluring and innocent simultaneously—a quality he found irresistible."If you continue to turn away from me like this, will you do the same after we are married?" he teased, a wide grin spreading across his face, relishing in Stacy's struggle to maintain eye contact."You've always turned away from me right from college but I bet that right from tomorrow you will be mine and mine alone 'cause I, Dan Hawk, the heir of the Hawk Empire own you,” He said, dead serious.He admired Stacy's submissive nature, desiring a partner he could dominate completely.And that's one thing he loved about Stacy. He wanted a woman whom he could dominate while she would be submissive towards him and Stacy was the perfect prey for him to hunt down.All he needed to do was brainwash her stupid dad using a few stacks of money and Ethan would become his puppet. Ready to do anything to please him as long as he kept the money coming so he could get himself more drinks in the nearby bar till he became drunk to his satisfaction and had a wild night with them on his bed."Mr. Hawk, I've been thinking and I've come to make a conclusion that in order to make her live with you under the same roof, and to make her yours, you might have to get married to her sooner than planned before she messed things up for us,” Ethan suggested.Dan gave it a little thought, running his fingers through the little beards at his chin."Agreed!”"You have a point there and I'm sure once I'm married to her, she will have no other choice but to be submissive toward me,” He grinned mischievously, his mind already filled with a lot of naughty things he would do to her on his bed once he was married to her.Dan Hawk took out a stack of money from the inside of his suite and handed it to Ethan's hand.Ethan hungrily grabbed the money from him before it could reach his hand."Thank you. Thank you very much, Mr.Hawk. I'll be here if you need my stupid daughter to do anything. All you need to do is to just let me know and I'll make sure she listens and won't be as stupid as she was today,” Ethan reassured and Dan nodded."You won't have to do anything anymore. I'll bring the marriage contract papers first thing tomorrow morning which my beloved Stacy will have no choice but to sign,” Dan smiled sweetly at Stacy but Stacy felt the urge to let out a puke as she turned her gaze away from his irritating face and gaze."That's great! You can take her away once the contract is signed. After all, she is all yours already, hahaha,” Ethan laughed, putting all the money into the back pocket of his pants."I will be back right here by tomorrow morning with the marriage papers,” He informed Ethan who was lost in trying to make the money fit into his pants."No issues, you can come whenever you want to. Haha,” Ethan laughed then cussed in a whisper. "Fit into it, you bastard! Are my pants too small for you now, huh?”"Bye, beautiful,” Dan grinned and reached out to run his thumb across Stacy’s sensual and delicate lower lips but Stacy turned her face farther away before he could touch her.She felt her guts churn by just his closeness and she was sure she was going to puke if he dared touch her.Dan just let out a chuckle and retracted his hand back into his pockets. He won't force her cause he knew once she was married to him the next day he would have every single right to roam his hands over every part and inch of her body cause she was all his.Once Dan Hawk walked passed the door, Ethan said unbothered to Stacy."I know what you want to do. You can run into your and cry out all you want till you're satisfied but get ready to sign the contract papers into marrying Dan Hawk. He is very rich by the way, so you have no reason to fear 'cause money will always be at your reach every time and then you can share half of what you got with me,” Ethan chuckled heartily.Stacy ran from the sitting room before her Dad could finish talking and slammed the door of her room shut behind her.Her back slipped down to the floor, close to the door, with tears flowing down her cheeks as she raised her knees up to her chest and buried her face in it.Why was she always treated like a nobody with no rights of her own in her home?Stacy felt her heart hurt further, knowing she must sign the contract marriage when Dan Hawk came the following day. Her body trembled with small sobs filling up the room's atmosphere. { *If you don't want the contract or if you feel you are not ready for it then I won't force you, Stacy Hills** Fair enough. Take some time and think about this proposal. You have from now till two days time to agree to it. I'm not forcing you though. It's fine if you can't do it. I'll find someone else. Maybe a nanny will be fine* }Stacy’s whimpering cries stopped once she recalled her Boss’s words from the previous day at work in his office. Stacy raised her head from her knee with determination in her amber eyes. `What's the need for you to get a nanny, Mr. Yates? I can be the nanny and substitute mother of your child. That would be a far better option than for me to remain here as a slave or to get married to the wild beast in sheep's clothing’"I won't stand by and watch how they ruin my life
"I look so disorganized and unrecognizably horrible, what would Mr. Yates think of me?” Stacy remarked, not able to recognize herself in the reflection before her. She quickly undressed and went into the bathroom to have a quick shower before her dad returned to her room and forcefully pulled down the door cause she knew he was capable of doing it without feeling bad. It didn’t take long before Stacy became all dressed up and like she had expected, her dad had started banging at her door impatiently. "Do you have some sort of disease on you that’s making you waste so much time in there?“ Ethan yelled outside Stacy’s room as he continued to bang on the wooden door. Stacy opened the door swiftly and saw her dads hand frozen in the air, about to land another bang on the door. "I’m done, Dad,” Stacy whispered, staring at her feet as she fiddled with the hem of her dress. Ethan’s dark gaze scanned Stacy’s dress. He let out a scoff. "Lame as always,” He snickered, not impressed by he
Dan Hawk walked over back to the couch and sat on it, crossing a leg over the other. "Then you and your father have no choice but to pay me back for everything I've done for you guys” He pushed the center table out of place effortlessly with his feet and gazed darkly back at them with a pointed finger at Ethan. "Including all the money I gave to your godforsaken dad which he spends on alcohol and women!” Dan said decisively. Stacy felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. Where would she get so much amount of money from? "I thought you gave those stacks of money to my dad out of your own will? Why are you then requesting it back?” Stacy asked with a trembling lip. "Out of my own will?” Dan repeated in a questioning tone. "Yes, I did that out of my own will. I did all that thinking you would end up becoming mine but now, you're being ungrateful to the almighty Dan Hawk who managed to get an interest in a naive countryside girl like you,” He spat venomously."You're not read
Beside her was Daisy, the little furry pomeranian puppy. "Cherry! Mr. Yates!” Stacy cried out with tears streaming down her cheeks from her amber eyes She managed to break free from her father's grip on her while he was lost in thoughts about the stranger who just barged into his home. She ran and hid behind Mr. Yates's overbearing silhouette."Who the hell are you? Who do you think you are to get yourself into my residence to intervene in my matters and still threaten me on what to do and what not with my own daughter?” Ethan thundered angrily. He didn't know who was the wealthy and formidable man before him but he would stop at nothing to make sure Stacy got married to Dan Hawk by any means possible! Bruce Yates stared expressionlessly at Ethan, his anger boiling beneath the surface of his composure as his jaw gnashed together in irritation about the kind of abusive father Stacy had. How dare he force Stacy against her will and still raise his hand against her? Damn! "Stacy g
Moving her grey eyes to Stacy who was still hiding behind her daddy, she instructed, "Substitute Mummy, don't listen to him. He is a bad guy. Daisy is a detective and she told me he is an evil guy including this oldie here,” Cherry pointed at Ethan with an innocent pout at the side of her lips but Ethan threw a deathly glare at her. A smile curled up on Stacy’s lips. "They are indeed very bad guys. Daniel is a bully and my Dad…sigh. Should I call him a domestically abusive man?” Stacy felt sad as she thought inwardly. Ethan frowned at Cherry’s pointed little finger to his face. He would have hit her for that but his hand was still useful to him and he wasn't ready to wave it goodbye yet. Dan glared at Cherry like he was very ready to glue her nasty lips with a superglue or tape but he knew he couldn't do that in front of her influential Daddy if he had a love for his life. Chuckling, Dan tried to change the topic as he approached Bruce. "Mr. Yates, you're yet to let me know t
Dan was in slight disbelief that Bruce didn't make it hard for him. He stuttered a little, "Y-yes. That's all. Once you do that then you can have her,” He managed to continue with his act without being shocked as he snickered with a sly smile on his lips. "No problem. Come to my company tomorrow with the papers for a meeting with the board of directors and then I will sign them once we all have come to a conclusion,” Bruce instructed. "But..” "No buts. Come over if you need it. And stay back if you don't.” Turning to Stacy who stood timidly with her head bowed beside him. "Here is a pen. Sign it then you and Cherry will be driven home by Charles,” Bruce smiled and Stacy managed to raise her head, returning the smile with lots of thoughts running through her mind. How could she ever thank her Boss enough for his help? What would have happened if he hadn't been there to save her from the traumatizing future her dad was pushing her into? Was Bruce Yates making a wrong decision b
"Yes, Daddy! I'm going to be a good girl!” Cherry felt happy to finally have Aunt Stacy as her new Mummy. Bruce smiled, pinching Cherry on her cheeks and she let out a giggle. "Naughty Daddy,” She laughed, and Mr. Yates chuckled. "Daddy is a naughty lad when he is sweet right?” "Yes, he is,” Cherry giggled even louder, "He is a naughty sweet boy,” Cherry muttered, playing with Daisy’s fur with one hand as Daisy rested on her lap. Daisy barked at Bruce happily. "You see? Daisy agrees with me, haha,” She laughed. "Yeah yeah. You both have such a weird relationship. I wonder how you know what she says sometimes,” Bruce chortled as he shook his head. "By the way, I'm off to work and I'll be back very early today for my princess's sake. Remember your promise. Don't disturb mummy, okay?” "I won't disturb mummy. You don't have to repeat it to me. I have perfectly functioning ears,” Cherry rolled her eyes. Her Dad could be so bothersome at times. Always repeating instructions
Daisy ran after them, barking with her little pink tongue out as chased them from behind. She seemed to also be thrilled. Cherry pressed a button on the side of the door and pressed her fingerprint on the sensor then a beeped sound was heard from the door as it slid open. Stacy was left feeling overwhelmed by the interior’s beauty. "Mr. Yates is very capable of owning this and it shouldn't be shocking to me but why am I feeling awestruck and stunned about it? Is it perhaps because it's beyond my expectations? Damn Stacy! You need not be surprised,” "Come let me show you to your room and then the kitchen,” Cherry didn't give Stacy a chance to breathe and pulled her up the glass stairs but suddenly halted. A slender figure leaned effortlessly on the wall at the top of the staircase. His eyelids closed, his dark long dreadlocks were damp over his forehead and his hands crossed over his chest. "Where are you heading to with that thing, little brat?” He drawled tiredly wit