Emila was a sweet and caring lady, who did her best to make people smile. Even though, she herself wasn't happy, she tried to portray a happy façade for the world. Emila lived with her step-father, who didn't love her at all, and only kept her around as a personal maid whom he didn't have to pay a single penny to get things done around the house. Her step-father, finally tired of her, arranges for Emila to be married to the eldest son of his business partner, Arthur Smith, in order to pay off a debt to him. Jacob Smith had no interest in settling down with one woman. He was perfectly content with his Casanova ways, but when his father orders him to marry Emila he's left with little option to refuse, only because his father tells Jacob that he is giving Emila to him as a present for his twenty-eighth birthday. Will Jacob fall in love with Emila, or will she forever suffer from unhappiness?
"Emila!! Get down here, right now," my step-father shouted, anger lacing his voice.
I dashed down the stairs, not wanting to upset him by making him wait for me. Bad things happened when he got upset.
"Yes, father?" I asked, breathless from the sudden running.
"What the bloody hell took you so long, I've been calling your name for the last ten minutes," he shouted.
"I'm sorry, father, I'll try my best not to make you wait again," I murmured softly, lowering my gaze.
"You better not," he glowered before continuing, "Anyways, go change into something presentable, I have guests coming over in half an hour, and make sure to make tea and snacks, and there is no room for mistakes," he ordered before dismissing me by turning his head back to the TV.
I nodded silently and went in the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks for my father's guests. Then hurried over to my room to change into some presentable clothes. I sprinted back down to the kitchen to begin setting up the trays for the guests. I wanted everything to be perfect for the guests, as I didn't want my step-father to punish me.
The door bell rang. I was about to go and open the door but my father beat me to it and invited the guests inside, directing them in the living room.
I went back to the kitchen to make sure everything was ready for the guests. Placing everything on the trays, I walked to living room just as my step-father called my name.
Before placing the trays on the table I swept my gaze over to the guests that had just arrived.
There were five people in total, four men and one woman. The woman looked to be in her late forties with shiny, golden hair and soft blue eyes. Her skin was fair and her nose straight, her lips curved in a beautiful smile.
The men on the other hand exuded power and authority. The man sitting next to the woman looked to be in his early fifties. He had black hair with streaks of gray in it. His face was chiseled with hard green eyes, a proud nose and thin lips.
I glanced to my left to see the other three men sitting on the couch. All three of them had an air of danger surrounding them. The man sitting on the extreme left looked to be in his late twenties with sharp blue eyes and thick black hair. He had a proud nose and plump lips. The man sitting next to him had blue eyes and golden hair with the same proud nose and full lips as the man next to him. The last of the three men had green eyes and dark hair; his nose was a little crooked but he shared the same full lips as the other two. All three of them were the definition of handsome and sexy.
"Emila, sit down and meet the guests,"my father told me. I did as he said and sat on a love seat.
"Hello," I muttered softly.
"This is Arthur Smith," my father gestured to the older man, "and that's his wife, Marie," he gestured to the woman, "and these are their three sons, Jacob, Joshua and Jeremy." he gestured to each guy individually as he introduced them. I was highly intimidated by every single person and didn't want to talk to them.
"Your father and I have been business partners for nearly six years," Mr. Smith spoke, his voice deep, "And I can say that I'm glad that I decided to do business with him." he smiled.
"Yes and now I'm glad that we would finally become more than just business partners and friends." my eyebrows furrowed at hearing my step-father say that they would be becoming more than friends. How would they do that?
"I think Emila doesn't understand what you mean, Steve; why don't you tell her," Mr. Smith said to my father who nodded with a smile on his face.
"I'll be glad to; Emila, Arthur and I have agreed to marry you and Jacob within a week," my step-father informed me.
My heart stopped at hearing what my father just told me. How could he do this? How could my step-father arrange my marriage without asking me? Without telling me? Did I mean nothing to him?
Of course you mean nothing to him, Emila; you never did.
Despite not wanting to, I forced a smile, not letting anyone know that I was upset over the news.
"Well Arthur, you're going to have dinner with us, Emila is a very good cook." this was the first time my father had complimented me. His words should've make me happy, but all they did was have tears prick my eyes. I knew my step-father only complimented me to protect his own reputation and image.
"Of course we'll have dinner," Mr. Smith said with a smile.
The tears refused to stay confined in my eyes. Before a single tear could fall, I stood up.
"I better go make dinner," I murmured softly, wasting no time in scurrying out of the living room and into the kitchen, finally letting the tears fall.
What had my step-father gotten me into?
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In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
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Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...