"I'd like to escort my father to the hospital before I leave." She demands as she walks up to me.
"No, you can't. I'll have some of my men escort him if you wish."
She gives me a dirty look, "Don't you have a father? How can you be so cruel?" She asks, and I almost laugh. Father? I want to grab her neck and yell. Tell her that her father was the reason why I didn't have a father, a family for that matter. I chuckle. "I did, at some point." I answer, trying to calm myself. I continue, "But now, I don't and I certainly don't care about you or your father." The only reason why I was
"You can't stop me from seeing my father, I will see him with or without your consent!"
"I'm your husband, Natalie," I say as I pull her closer to me, squeezing her arm, I continue, "and, you will do as I wish."
There's so much anger and hatred in her eyes as she squirms, "In name alone. You will never be more than that to me." I let her go, irked. Just a few hours with her, and she'd been able to provoke me numerous times.
Natalie's Pov
Carrington comes down from the car and rushes over to my side and opens the door, a gesture that surprises and irritates me at the same time.
"You don't need to pretend with me. I can get the door myself. I'm not an invalid." I say as I ignore his hand.
He frowns, "Welcome to your new home. Carrington Manor."
It's a huge mansion, way bigger than mine. The place seemed quiet and lifeless. The fountain was turned off. Luke begins to walk ahead of me, but I still stand there looking at my new home.
"Please, Mrs. Carrington, you must come in."Luke says to me, mocking me as he smiles. I look away, trying to stop the tears from falling out. I wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing me cry.
"Don't call me that." I say to him as I walk into the house. The house is quiet, grey walls and the ceiling's painted white. The chairs are all leather and brown in color. There's a huge dining by the corner and the house smells like tangerine and vanilla.
"Impressed?" He says in a mocking tone.
He leads me to a room, one which I suppose we are both to share. I'm about to get a proper look at the room when someone suddenly rushes into the room.
"Luke!" The girl screams, as she jumps on Luke, wrapping her legs around him. I adjust my hat, to get a good look at what was going on.
"I missed you!" She says, still hugging Luke.
"Laurel," Carrington says, trying to get her off his body. I stand there, looking like the moron I am. So he also had someone whom he loved? Then why go as far as marrying me?
"I missed you too, Laurel." Carrington says, his tone softer as he looks at the girl.
The girl finally notices me, and gives me an odd look. "You brought a new maid? She doesn't look like one though, is she your employee?" She asks and chuckles quietly.
"No, no," Luke says as he comes to stand beside me.
"Natalie, this is Laurel, my childhood friend." He says to me, "Laurel, this is Natalie, my wife." He says.
Immediately, her facial expression hardens. It's as though she'd just seen a ghost. "That's too much of a joke, Luke." She says.
"I'm not joking. Natalie and I got married today." He says as Laurel looks on, perplexed. It was clear that these two had something going on, and I couldn't be happier. Hopefully, it could end up being my lucky card in getting out of this disgusting agreement.
"You got married, Luke?" She says, her eyes red. I couldn't tell if she wanted to cry of it was anger on her face, or maybe it was a mixture of both.
"Yes, I did."
"You didn't think to tell me?" She says, and in a split second rushes out of the room ready eyed.
"Excuse me." Luke says as he leaves, obviously to pacify her. As soon as he leaves, I quickly look for my phone and begin to call Rocky. I had to get out of here as soon as I could.
"Please pick up, Rocky!" I plead, nearly in tears. He picks up, "Rocky, Rocky, my love, please, there's a big problem. I'm in a-a terrible situation, it's a nightmare, I need you to come get me." I say, breaking down.
"You mean away from your husband's house?" Rocky asks on the other end, leaving me stunned. He had found out already. Bloody hell! I wanted to be the one to break the news to him. I was too late.
"You have to believe that I didn't plan for any of this to happen— my mother forced me, I wasn't given a choice, but I don't like it here, please!" I sob, confused and distraught. My life had turned ugly in a matter of days. I wished I never came home.
"Where are you?" He asks and I close my eyes in relief for a few seconds.
"Somewhere in— someone drags the phone from my hand, and I turn around to see none other than Carrington. He looks really pissed. He smashes the phone on the wall. "Ah!" I scream, closing my ears, crying.
"Who the hell was that?! Your lover?" He comes close to me and I run to the bed.
"I told you before. You will never be more than my husband in name. I'm even disgusted falling you that. You don't know how much I abhor you."
"I asked you a question! Was that your lover?!"
"If you know it so well, why do you keep asking? Yes, that was him!"
"You will not step foot out of this house. You will have no phone, no freedom." He says, moving closer to the bed.
"Get away from me!"
"I will make you suffer and you will beg for your freedom, but you will never be free." He says. He leaves, and I fall in the bed, crying. This had to be a nightmare.
It was evening, and time for dinner. After coming back from his meeting, Luke had made it abundantly clear to me that I had to come for dinner even if I didn't want to. I could either come for dinner, or he would bring dinner to me.
There's a knock on the door and although the door is locked, I hurriedly rush to the door and press my body against it, as though I was using my whole might to stop the door from opening.
"Go away!" I yell, not wanting to see his face.
"No lady, it's me, Emmanuele, the cook— The boss has sent me to bring you a few clothes. Please, open up." I sigh in relief and open the door. Maybe she could help me.
"Good evening, Mrs. Carrington." She says, a smile on her face.
I scratch my head, "Tell your boss I said I don't want these. I'd rather die than accept them."
She nods, "I'll tell him you accepted the clothes." She says, and turns to leave. "Wait!" I yell. I hold her hand. "Please, I broke my phone. Can you please lend me yours, I just want to make a quick call. Please."
"We've gotten strict orders to not give you or let you use any mobile phone, ma'am. I'm sorry, but I can't help you."
I glance at the clothes and look at the clock, it was almost nine in the evening. I was ready to go for dinner even though I was terrified. After dressing up and applying a thick coat of red lipstick, I head downstairs when I notice Carrington already on the dining, alongside the strange girl, Laurel.Carrington gets up and takes out my chair for me. I don't say anything but I give him the could shoulder and glare at him. I was petrified. He frowns slightly."Laurel, please, could you excuse us? Just a minute.""Yes, sure." She says, and I could swear she gave me a dirty look."Thank you, for wearing the dress I sent. I must say, it suites you."I chuckle softly, annoyed by his guts. "I told you to stop acting friendly with me. Stop pretending to be a good person, because we both know you're not."He sighs, "Look, Natalie, I really don't hat
I didn't know what time it was because I hadn't left the room since what transpired between Luke and I earlier on. I was curled up in my bed, with no tears left to cry. My mind drifted into thoughts about my father. I hoped he was doing well and recovering well. I missed him so much during these hard times. I wonder if he knew what my mother had done. If he knew that I had been sold off like a piece of furniture just to save our name and money. My mind drifts off to Rocky. Why hadn't he come for me? Did he hate me? It wouldn't come as a surprise after all, I did betray him.I had decided to take a tour round the house— if I was going to escape again, I needed to know every possible escape route. Luke's house was indeed very huge. There was a total of nine rooms and every room had a bathroom in it. There was a mini theatre on the second floor and beside it was a chapel with the statue of Mary in it. I had prayed there for a while, asking and b
Luke had offered to get me a glam team for my hair and makeup but I had refused, because I would feel more uncomfortable than I already was if he kept throwing favors my way.I am getting ready when the door opens. I look through the mirror to see who it is. It's Luke. There's total silence for a few seconds until I speak."What do you want?" I ask, still looking at him through the mirror."May I come in?" He asks. "You already opened the door, didn't you? Might as well enter." He enters, a box in his hand."What is it?" I ask. He opens the box and it's a ring. A very expensive, shiny, beautiful blue ring. I look at him, my face emotionless and his, hopeful."I realized that I didn't get to give you this because of the way things happened so fa—"You mean how you coerced me into marrying you?"He's quiet. He
Luke’s Pov"I asked you a question, Bart," I ask, wondering what it could be. Was he taking drugs?He gives a wide smile, "Nothing serious, sir." He replies, but I don't believe him. Naturally, Bart gave off an awkward vibe and his personality was negative. He always tried to play the good guy but any wise person could see through it. I don't believe him."I don't want you doing drugs or anything illegal in my home for that matter so get rid of whatever the hell it is you're on." I continue, "I need you to arrange a bouquet, a very huge bouquet of all the freshest flowers available and send them to my wife before noon, okay?" He nods.He looks agitated and sweaty but I ignore it and leave. I had a long and interesting day ahead."Good morning, Mr. Carrington." A female staff says to me as I walk the grounds of Carrington Enterprise
Beep Beep Beep, I hear, as I struggle to open my heavy eyes. The light is too bright, so I use my hands to cover my eyes."Where am I?" I ask, immediately my eyes land on Luke."You're in the hospital, Natalie." He responds and in a split second, memories start flooding my head. I touch my lips alarmed. I wasn't gagged anymore. I sit up and look at my legs. They were bandaged."I was kidnapped!" I say, my hand on my mouth. I look at Luke, "I was kidnapped, it wasn't a dream.”"I know. Do you remember exactly what happened? Where were you last night?" He asks and I freeze. Thankfully, Laurel enters at that exact moment and the attention is directed at her- something she must've been ecstatic about.I use the back of my left hand to wipe the nonexistent sweat on my face. What would Luke do if he found out I tried to escape again? Bloody hell,
Luke and I are seated on the dining as Laurel sets the table with our food."What's for dinner?" He asks and as I'm about to answer, Laurel begins to speak."Well, Luke, we were supposed to follow your meal plan today and we had already prepared that, but your wife insisted we make another dish even if I told her not to." SHE says, eyeing me slyly."Excuse me, Laurel?" I turn towards Luke, "Please, I didn't know you had a meal plan or anything- she didn't tell me anything."Luke looks at both of us back and forth, "Natalie, you should have asked. We have certain rules here.”I gasp in shock and utter disbelief. "I should have asked? I just told you, I did ask." I look at Laurel, "Why are you lying?!" I yell. "Luke, she didn't tell me anything, believe me.”Laurel is about to speak but Luke stops her, "Please, all I'm asking is th
Some weeks later. ..I feel ecstatic as the water pours all over my body. I squeeze my hair and rinse my face. The past few days hadbeen the best days of my life. I truly never knew that I'd be so content and happy with how everything started with Luke.Luke had made it more than obvious with not just his words but his actions showed that he truly loved me.I had also fallen in love with this man, but I knew he wouldn't believe me if I told him. He would doubt my motives and although it would hurt for him to doubt me, I would totally understand if he did because I had broken his trust severally. It was solely up to me, to prove to him that I wasn't going to run away again and that my feelings were sincere.Wearing a pencil skirt and a long sleeve blouse, I hurriedly brush my hair, side bangs. It was already Monday morning and Luke would le
I had been staring at Luke's face while he was sleeping for a few minutes. Last night was undoubtedly the best night of my life. Luke and I hadn't just made love, we had broken all the barriers between us, and our actions last night made it clear that we really did need each other.He looked so calm and peaceful as he slept. I lay my head on his shoulders and inhale his scent; a mixture of coconut and probably an expensive perfume. I hear him breath and stretch. "Have you been up?" He asks"Yes." I respond as I hug him. He returns the action and holds me."How was I last night, did I hurt you?""No, no." I say looking at him in the eyes, I cup his jaws, "You didn't, I know you would never hurt me intentionally." He smiles and checks his wristwatch. "You had your watch on this whole time?" I chuckle."I'm a businessman. Time is money— but that d