In the past, I always had this crazy fantasy of living in a ginormous castle, full of servants at my beck and call and well that was never the caseMy family was just an average family. We weren't rich or famous or owned luxurious cars like the different expensive cars I saw parked outside, but we were a decent family who were comfortable with what we had.Everything around the mansion was top-notch, I elegantly walked away from the gate heading further inside and my eyes couldn't help but admire my surroundings. The magnificent landscaped gardens, looking back, I noticed the main entrance was through a curved entrance with a black wrought iron electric gate. A sweeping gravel driveway with apple lighting was borderline on both sides by rolling lawns with beech highland and extensive herbaceous planting. A double detached garage was positioned to the left side of the mansion, there was parking to the front and side of the mansion for several cars, which were all expensive in my eyes.

(Sammy POV)“So…what do you think?” he finished his sentence with a click of his index finger on the desk and leaned back in his chair and kept his gaze on me. I stood there pondering over his words. He made a good offer, something which I didn't expect from someone whom I disrespected the other night. The man was willing to put all grudges aside because he needed my help. His idea was a ridiculous one, something I was supposed to say no to and walk out, however I was standing before him fighting with my inner self on what to do.After a bad first encounter. I cooled down thanks to Charlie, who explained to me the situation. Apparently, the man I nearly fought with was the billionaire who wanted me as a wife. According to our encounter at the bar, his personality wasn't so pleasing. He looked like an arrogant man, a spoiled rich bachelor who thought marriage was just a game. Although I didn't intend to get married and settle down myself, I respected the bond of marriage a husband and

“Here…keep the change”I said as I handed him money for my taxi fare. I immediately got out of the car and slammed the door and exhaled as I held my head, which felt heavy. The taxi drove away from there and I proceeded to the small gate, which was a little blurry to my eyes. The night was dark, the lights from the streets illuminated the place together with the giant light bulb my mom had put in front of our porch to make it fancy. I shook my head, shoving my mom's bizarre theories away, and dragged my tired self to the entrance of the house. The lights were on, and hence I guessed my mom was still awake. I was certain the time was after midnight or not, but whatever it was, I pushed the door open and to my luck it was open, and immediately I walked in. I stopped abruptly when I suddenly bumped into a box nearly falling, but I managed to keep my balance “What the…'' I muttered and looked down only to find many boxes placed in the living room. The small hallway which led to the kitche

(David POV)I was so frustrated with myself. I never knew being responsible was too tiresome, I was wearing a suit. The so-called necktie around my neck felt like I was being hanged in the cruelest way possible, and sitting in the conference room with several old men as well as women who came smiling at me. I knew I was good-looking, double handsome and a million times more handsome than their husbands, but I couldn't tell that to their faces. I was their CEO. I was supposed to maintain a cold aura. I wondered how my brother managed to stay without smiling or flirting with some of the women who were part of the board of directors. I guessed some were single and others were married, even though I was the center of attraction. Just my smile made the woman t and when I looked up, I saw how they're blushing like red tomatoes in a flea market.Damn itIt was irritating since I sat there with a serious facial expression of a boss. Charlie was sitting to my right, while Chase took my left. T

(Sammy)I failed to see why my life suddenly took a U-turn to the worst. A few days ago I had a peaceful life where I didn't have to care about anyone, but now I was doomed for eternity. Sitting in a luxurious office with old furniture which looked too old to be in such a modern time but with these expensive private schools, such hierarchy was expected. The smell of old sandalwood mixed with lavender and an old strawberry scent lingered in the air, especially the leather couch I was sitting in, which was the only modern thing I could see.Looking around I spotted a wooden bookshelf to the left side of the squared office, some flower pots with bright fresh flowers which wasn't a problem and coming back to where I was sitting. A large brown wooden desk separated me and the old classy lady sitting comfortably in her chair wearing specs which were dropped down her nose slightly. I looked at her with surprise in my eyes, then a thought clicked in my head, why do all the people who wore gl