Made callous by his father's death and with the fear of going bankrupt, John signed a contract to marry the first daughter of the Andrews family, Hannah, a woman whom he had never loved. The contract marriage meshed both families' wealth, creating the Davdrews company, but it was devoid of love. Enthusiastic, Hannah embarked on a mission to make John love her. Unfortunately, Hannah's plan was thwarted when her college lover, Stefan, a journalist and John's assistant came up with games to ruin their marriage. How will Hannah overcome these oppositions and make John love her?
Hannah's POV
"On today's news report, the head of the Davidson family, Robert Davidson, breathed his last. After struggling with brain cancer for six months, the billionaire industrialist has finally kicked the bucket through a heart attack. His daughter, Elizabeth Davidson, disclosed the news to the public in Dan's Care Hospital. According to her, the tragedy happened at 3 a.m. this morning. As we speak, the Davidsons are still finding it difficult to leave the hospital. Robert's death is preceded by a remarkable plummet in the family's stock. Once again, the Davidson stock has fallen by over 25%. This is in sync with the 45% decline it experienced a month ago. According to experts, investors are becoming seemingly uninterested, and the family is running into bankruptcy. Our correspondent is closely following the case, and we will give you more reports later. Stay tuned," the news reporter stated.
I switched off the television and quickly rushed into my room to get myself a gown. I opened my wardrobe and draped myself in a blue sleeveless gown. The gown had a jacket and so, I complemented it with it.
I rushed to the garage where I met Philip, my driver. He was draped in a crisp black suit, doing nothing.
"Philip, I need to get to Dan's Care Hospital right now," I said, breathing heavily. "Like, very fast."
"Okay, ma. Let me get the keys to the 488," Philip said, rushing inside the mansion.
"Hurry!" I exclaimed.
I could only imagine how John was feeling right now. Ever since his father had been sick, he hardly spoke to anyone. Now, he would become mute.
Elizabeth was really strong in releasing the news to the public. She must have prepared herself emotionally for the moment. I knew for certain that John's mom, Amanda, would be wailing and crying uncontrollably in the hospital.
When Philip returned with the car keys, he quickly got into the car and opened the door to the passenger's seat. Without hesitation, I hopped into the red Ferrari 488 GTB. Philip started the engine and began our journey out of the estate with hyper speed.
We reached the hospital in fifteen minutes and just as I predicted, Mrs. Amanda Davidson was weeping profusely in the waiting room. Elizabeth stood by her side, unable to comfort her mother. The guards around let her mourn tearfully as she sat on the ground. Her black jacket had removed from off her shoulders and her black gown was saturated with tears.
I got close to Mrs. Davidson, but I paused when I saw Elizabeth shaking her hand. This gesture suggested that I should stay back and let the aged woman continue wallowing in her pain.
I sat close to Elizabeth, who was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a black gown. Her dark chestnut hair had been disheveled. Her eyes looked swollen and her skin looked pale. The once joyful friend I knew was now unrecognizable.
"I came immediately after I saw the news," I began. "I'm so sorry for your loss."
"He died at 3 a.m. this morning. He said he only wanted John in his room. Maybe he wanted to tell him something," Elizabeth sniffled. "He fought a good fight. He dealt that dreadful sickness for a long time."
I saddled Elizabeth in my embrace and said, "You have to be strong, Elizabeth; you just have to."
"He was the pillar of the family. What will happen now?" Elizabeth cried, softly.
"It's going to be okay," I said, with a drop of tear slowly cascading down my cheek.
I couldn't find the perfect words to comfort Elizabeth. I didn't even know who to comfort. Was it the wife that was crying uncontrollably? Or the daughter that looked sick? Or the son I didn't know where he was?
"Where's John?" I asked.
"I don't know," Elizabeth answered. "I saw him taking the stairs to the roof some time ago. I don't know what my father told him but since he died, John hasn't said anything."
"Let me go look for him," I said, letting Elizabeth out of my embrace.
"Okay," Elizabeth sobbed.
Taking the stairs, I shivered, thinking of what John would have become now.
John, the first child of Robert Davidson, was the heir to the Davidson family's wealth. We both attended the same high school and college. The tall athletic light-skinned figure grew up learning how to best handle this moment - the time when he would take control of his family's wealth.
John, since I knew him, was always so emotionally attached to his father. He would spend the hours he had after school working with his father in the office. He usually spent his holidays off college, learning from his father. He didn't need a business school; his father was everything.
At the top of the building, I met John. I could only see his back. His light skin was clad in a black suit. I walked towards him and noticed that his dark hair was meticulously combed. His brown eyes were fixated on the city below and his rose petal lips were mute. His feet were adorned with an Oxford - the expensive type. He just stood, letting the cool breeze blow past his skin.
"I came as soon as I heard the news," I stated. "I'm sorry for your loss, John."
"There are many young men who are dying to be me right now. They want to inherit this dwindling wealth," John sighed. "My dad meant everything to me. I just hope he is in a better place right now."
"I know so."
"Go home, your presence here doesn't change a thing. He's dead already," John said.
"I came here to sympathize with you and your family, John."
"My family doesn't need sympathy. Are you happy? Your family, the Andrews, is the richest in New York right now. I can only imagine how much celebration is going on in your home right now."
"What?" I questioned. "Are you insane? Why would think my family will celebrate your father's death?"
"The Davidson stock has fallen by 70%, investors are withdrawing their money from the company, my father is dead, and your father's plan is about to come into reality - a contract marriage."
"John, are you mad?" I questioned, angrily. "Why would you think I would concede with my father to destroy your family? Your father died of a heart attack; he wasn't assassinated. And the marriage wasn't even my idea. Why would you think such?"
"Because you've always loved me, and I've never loved you," John said. He gently walked away from my presence into the hospital.
A wave of pain hit my heart. John was right; I had always loved him, but he had never given me even a moment of peaceful discourse. It was either an altercation or a quarrel. I have had a crush on John since high school and for this reason, I've stayed single since then, praying relentlessly that he would notice me.
The arranged marriage, in question, was proposed by my father, Richard Andrew. He had proposed the marriage out of goodwill because he noticed the consistent drop in the wealth of the Davidsons. He proposed that since he had no male heir, John should marry me to keep Davidson's wealth afloat. John's father aggressively dismissed the proposal, stating that he would restore Davidson's wealth to its former glory. Perhaps, his incessant trials led him to heart attack.
John didn't like the idea of the proposed marriage but he knew, deep down, that it was the only way to save his family from bankruptcy. With this father's death, only God knew his next step.
Emily, a seventeen-year-old eleventh-grade student, tragically lost her mother to a pack of werewolves. In response, her father John, who had witnessed the horrific incident, left home to study werewolf hunting. Driven by a deep-seated hatred for werewolves, John returned a year later, determined to avenge his wife's death. Joining him in this perilous mission were his two daughters, Emma and Emily, united in their quest to eliminate werewolves during full moons. At Westify High, a new student named Henry tried to befriend the initially aloof Emily, but she rebuffed his advances. Over time, Emily's pride softened, and a genuine friendship blossomed between them. Eventually, Emily agreed to become Henry's girlfriend, taking their relationship to a deeper level. However, Emily's world turned upside down when she uncovered a disturbing secret about her boyfriend's uncle.
What happens when a vampire falls in love with a werewolf? Amaya, a twenty-one year old vampire, grew up in the enclosed kingdom of Bloodfist. The princess of Bloodfist, bound not to have anything to do with werewolves falls in love with her stalker, Davis, the werewolf prince. Defying the rules of The Moonolits, Davis sets out to pursue his forbidden love for Amaya. Their actions incite a whirlwind of events that dramatically changes the trajectory of both worlds. With the humans and both kingdoms against their love story, will they overcome the odds?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Sara Mae Xavier is living every Omega's dream--she is the Alpha King's mate! That's until he betrays and rejects her. He also accuses her falsely, and she is sentenced to two years at the notorious North Academy, a campus made specifically for delinquent werewolves. She has no idea how she'll survive, being a weak Omega, but she soon realises that's the least of her problems. Her roommates are three Alphas, each with a notorious reputation of his own. But that's not the worst part...why on earth does she have a mate bond to all of them?
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
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Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and lan begged her not to leave him?
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.