Alaric Montgomery is a woman-hater, heartless, and an arrogant playboy. The word 'marriage' isn't in his vocabulary. However, because of a letter and Zephyrine Calista's grandmother's last will and testament, he found himself in a chaotic situation. He needed to marry her, and that didn't sit well with his system. With no other options in mind, he made a deal with the woman. But Alaric didn't expect that it would lead them to a private room. How could he escape the situation? Would he be able to turn away from the woman who first made him experience a unique kind of happiness? And what if one day he wakes up realizing he loves Zephy, but someone else already owns her, his own twin brother, Leopold Montgomery?
Zephy had never had the chance to meet her parents as she grew up in the squatters. However, at the age of seventeen, her life took an unexpected turn. An elderly woman helped her and brought her to London, where she was sent to school and provided with everything she needed in exchange for staying by the woman's side.
On the day the elderly woman passed away, her family lawyer spoke to Zephy about her last will and testament. It was almost unbelievable that all the properties had been put in her name. However, there was a condition attached. Zephy had to return to New York to find one of the Ravenshaw quadruplets, Alaric Ravenshaw.
At the age of twenty-three, she was supposed to marry this man and have a child with him. The last will stipulated that she could only inherit everything once she turned twenty-six. If the conditions were not met within the specified time frame, everything would go to charity. The lawyer handed Zephy a sealed envelope, instructing her not to open it until she had fulfilled the conditions in the last will.
Five years later,
"Welcome to JFK Airport," echoed several times over the plane's PA system as Zephy arrived from London to New York.
As instructed by the lawyer, she headed straight to the domestic airport to check in. Zephy had a connecting flight to Ithaca, followed by a boat ride to Ravenshaw Private Resorts. She couldn't afford to waste any time because her time was limited to accomplish the mission.
Zephy repeatedly tried to figure out the best approach to the man. She had no idea who he was or what he looked like. All she had was his address and full name. She woke up from the flight attendant's announcement. They were about to land on Ithaca Island, one of the famous beaches in New York. Zephy smiled as she felt the cool breeze on her face as they disembarked the plane.
She wore a simple white loose shirt and rubber shoes, with shades covering her face and her long hair cascading down, some strands framing her face. After retrieving her two average-sized luggage bags, she exited the arrival area. Zephy couldn't understand the man who approached her. So, she decided to ask if he understood some Local language or English since she knew Ithaca was part of Greece.
"Can you speak Greek or English please?"
"Ah, yes, Ma'am, I mean, where is your destination?"
Zephy turned to look at him because of the oddity of his question.
"I'm alone, Mister, and I'm going to Ravenshaw Private Resorts."
"Sorry, Ma'am. Please come with me. You need to take a boat to get there."
"Okay, can you send me there, please?"
He didn't reply but nodded in response. He silently escorted her to the location. Once he had delivered her to the boat and she had paid, Zephy was overwhelmed with gratitude to God. A crew member greeted her.
"Welcome, Miss," he said with a broad smile, radiating warmth as he welcomed her.
"Thank you. By the way, how long is the trip?" She asked.
"It's more than an hour, Ma'am," he replied, smiling and remaining quiet for the duration of the journey.
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Zephy couldn't understand why she felt so nervous. She kept wondering what the man would look like. Was he young or old, kind or gruff, handsome or ugly? She shook her head, scolding herself for overthinking. All she needed was for him to agree to marry her so she could claim the fortune left to her. An hour later, they arrived safely at their destination. She gaped at the beauty of the place; it felt like paradise.
"It's a paradise! Oh my God, this is heaven," she exclaimed.
She almost forgot her two pieces of luggage, but the crew member called her back to get her luggage. She hurriedly dragged her bags, thanking him before turning away. But someone else approached her and asked. She mentally slapped herself as if she was about to go through an interview before reaching her destination.
"Excuse me, Miss. Who are you, and what do you need?"
She looked around because she was alone, but it felt like she had a crowd with her based on the way the man questioned her.
"Excuse me, are you talking to me? Because I'm alone, and yeah, I want to check in here for some important matter."
"Sorry, Ma'am, but this resort is private and does not accept outsiders unless you are a friend or family of the owner."
She felt embarrassed by what he said.
"I mean, I know the owner of this resort, Mister. I want to stay here because of Mr. Alaric Ravenshaw."
However, before the man could respond, his boss suddenly appeared, and just his voice alone was intimidating.
"Who are you?!"
She became nervous and pale upon hearing his deep, and thunderous voice. Perhaps he was angry at her for trespassing into the resort. Maybe the staff was right, and outsiders weren't welcome here. Nevertheless, she needed to stay strong because she had a mission, and that's why she was there.
She slowly turned to face the man, even though she was scared, and forced herself to stand her ground, despite his intimidating seriousness. In her mind, it didn't matter because her mission was more important.
"I said who are you?" he asked once again. That baritone voice.
She had to muster up her courage and put on a brave face. She couldn't let this all go to waste and the reason why she was there.
"Hi, I'm Zephyrine. I-i j-just want to check in h-here," her voice quivered.
"Leave! This resort is exclusive for Family. As my staff mentioned, outsiders are not allowed here!" He turned his back on her and took big steps away from where she stood.
"Please allow me in. I-I don't know anyone else here!" she shouted.
"I don't care! Now leave!" he retorted, yelling, and quickly left.
She was about to say more, but the man was already far away. She felt like crying in her situation. She was left standing alone while her eyes scanned the beach. Darkness was falling, and she began to wonder where she would sleep. That man was heartless. She had no choice but to retrace her steps to where she left her suitcase. She pulled it along and started walking away from that place.
She walked through the area, looking around. She hoped to find some shelter for the night, even if only for that evening. But almost thirty minutes of walking, she found no place. She felt exhausted, having come straight from London without rest. She hadn't eaten or slept yet, and tears welled up in her eyes. Wasn't she loved by God at all? She had suffered and struggled since childhood. She had briefly experienced comfort when the lady brought her to London at the age of Seventeen. Now, she was back to her old life. She had some money, but it was just enough, and she had to be frugal.
It was almost pitch black, and she could barely see her surroundings. She decided to sit on a rock and began arranging her luggage. She hoped there were no bad people around because this was a private resort. She thought it would be safe. She opened her backpack and took out her phone, but to her dismay, there was no signal in the area.
As it got colder, she opened one of her suitcases and pulled out something to keep herself warm. She didn't have a jacket because the climate in New York was warm. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way. She wiped away her tears, thinking about where she could sleep. She considered herself lucky that there didn't seem to be any malicious people around. She decided to lie down on a large stone and used her backpack as a pillow.
She was awakened by heavy rain accompanied by thunder and lightning. She didn't know where to go. Her tears welled up again, and she felt hopeless. Suddenly, she heard a noise. She stood up, and in the distance, she saw someone carrying a flashlight. She shouted and asked for help. Her spirits were lifted when she saw them approaching in her direction.
The flashlight was pointed towards her, but her heart sank when she heard what they said.
"Wow, jackpot! She's all alone, and she's pretty."
She shivered in fear upon hearing this and immediately started running away from them.
She thought she was safe when suddenly she tripped and fell. She didn't have time to react as the men chasing her quickly caught up.
"Please, have mercy!"
"Shut up, your voice is hurting my ears!"
She screamed as the two men grabbed her. They were yelling at each other as the rain poured down, making it hard to hear who would have their way first.
She still tried to resist, but she couldn't do anything.
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He has all the traits that you wished for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's inlove. He's inlove with her. For him, she was the completion of his dream, a perfect wife and a mother to be with his children. He would give her everything including his own life. He would sacrifice his world for her. But she left him. She betrayed him. She broke his heart into pieces. And he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire, who would do everything to show her that she's no longer important into his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing. His heart still aching for her. And that's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfill my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. He offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "She's pregnant." He blurted out and i almost stumbled on where i am standing. I just gripped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart is unbearable but i managed to stay calm. "Wow! Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement as i remembered him saying... -cheating would not be the reason to break our marriage- of course i couldn't accuse him of this as 'cheating' because she was the real reason why we are pretending as a couple. He still love her. He's still inlove with her. And that's when i made the biggest decision in my life. Taking all my strength and a piece of my heart that still hanging on a thin rope... I left him. Taking also my biggest secret in me... that i've already fallen inlove with him. And somehow i learned a lesson; 'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who still inlove with his ex and who only uses you to get her back again into his life..'
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ āI want to get a divorce, Mark,ā I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first timeāeven though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
I am the most talented doctor, the genius artist, the most famous jeweler designer, and I am going to be the richest one, making Conor, the king of a super powerful family, lose his crownā¦ Conor was hunt down me for six years because I raped him. No, because he raped me. It didn't matter anyway. Since be selling by my father, I was gonna be Conor's fake wife. The noble people thought I would be a disgrace to their family since I was the mentally handicapped. What fuck! When I was going to be gotten rid of as rubbish, a baby boy showed up and called me mom. Conor gaped at baby boy since the baby boy just looked like child version of him. Conor sheathed in my body, moaning, āDonāt hide from me. Tell me everything, sweetheart.ā I blinked, grinning, āOur baby girl also misses her daddy.ā Conor, "ā¦"
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