I stood up and went to his study. My hands were cold as ice. My throat was dry. I felt my energy being drained out of me by each step I took closer. It's not easy, I know. I bit my lips as I knocked."Come in."Upon hearing his voice my body froze as my heart began to thump loudly. My mind was hazy. I gulped as I entered. I looked at him while he was sitting on the sofa. I took a seat on either side of the sofa."Violet.""Raymond."We both called each other. I looked at him,"You first, "I said."I think I should."He said sternly. His voice was different."Violet.. I've decided... I am tired of this game of obsession..."He passed me some paper and began to say in a cold tone," I'm going to free you "I tilt my head in confusion but his eyes are so serious and cold. His eyes are those ruthless eyes which I saw in him at first. The coldness.The heartlessness. Superiority. Everything, Is of the Raymond I used to despite because I didn't know him."Come again?"I asked. I have a bad feeli
"Let's cook together!"She asked so cheerfully so I couldn't say no to her."Okay.."I said as I poured the pancake batter for the third time on the pan."Come on Raymond! You can do it!"Violet cheered. Last two tries were a failure because I burned them.I flipped the pancake as it looked good."Finally.."I said as I put 2 pancakes on the plate. Violet looked at me."Seriously Raymond? That batter was for 6 pancakes NOT FOR 2!" She scolded."It was my first time cooking something, "I said monotonously.She sighed as both the pancakes in the kitchen. After eating we both broke into laughter as the kitchen was a mess. I called the servants to clean the mess. Violet chuckled as she wrapped her arms around my waist and snuggled to me. I smiled."Looks like you love doing it.."She just nodded.Violet POV:-Finally! We're lovers and not each other's obsession. I never want this moment to end. I felt really happy. I smiled sheepishly to myself as I snuggled with Raymond. My happiness cannot
"Please Raymond leave... I don't wanna talk... for now..." I raised my head as I looked at her. I stood up as I kissed her forehead. She looked down as I left her room. I walked out as I wiped my tears when I was about to leave Mrs Cadhill called me, "Raymond! Come here!" “Yes, Ma’am?” I asked nonchalantly. I walked to her. She motioned me to sit next to her which I did. She patted my back which gave me a strange warmth, having no friends or loved one, I don’t remember anyone ever patting my back as she began to say, "Give her some time...She'll forgive you.."I looked at her as tears brimmed in my eyes, "How?Whenever our relationship gets better my stupidity always ruins it." "But that 'stupidity' of yours brought you two closer, didn't it?"She smiled reassuringly. She was right. I looked at her. She is like the mother I always want. I have never hugged my mother; she always pushed me away whenever I did. "Can I hug you, Mother?"I asked desperately. I was surprised by my own
Violet POV:- "Does it really look good?"I asked mum for the 5th time. "Yes, Dear. You are not even that nervous at your wedding."Mum jokes. I glare at her and sighed, "I just want it to be perfect."I spun around in my purple dress, which Raymond especially bought for me. I never wore it before. Thanks to Kenneth who got it for me from home. I took a deep breath as I looked at myself for the last time. It's almost 8. "Oh! I am late! Love you, Mum!"I said as I left. I entered as I took a deep breath. "Welcome, Mrs Smith. Please follow me."The manager said as I followed him. We reached a luxury hall, filled with not very many people. The stage was empty.Strange.I took a seat. Raymond wasn't here. I frowned. Where is he? I sighed as I got up. It's almost 9 and he isn't here. I felt heartbroken. Was he trying to humiliate me? I controlled my tears as I stood up and began to leave. "WAIT VIOLET!"I turned around and saw Raymond on the stage, holding the mic. Raymond POV:- My eyes
Raymond POV:-There's happiness in his heart... But, not for me. There's anger in his eyes... But, not for me.. There's love in his soul... But, Not for me.“Father, Please, I apologize!!” My cries echoed in the room, marks being imprinted on my skin for not being able to be a perfect son according to their definition but-“Please stop! I am sorry!” What did they gain by this? I say, what defines a perfect son or their method of taming could cease the agony of my heart? Or would I rip the tiny shred of non-existent emotions from my soul? Well, you are going to find out now. What my damned Father turned me into…"Raybro!!" My younger sister called me jumping into my arms, hugging me tightly.I hugged her back and kissed the top of her head, "Welcome home." I said softly, pulling away from her. My dear sister, Celine, had just returned from her trip, being a journalist. She is the only person I have loved in my life, my reason to smile."How was your trip?" I asked, patting her
Normal POV:-After bumping into Raymond and buying another cake for her Mother's Birthday, Violet left with a scowl. She left but she couldn't notice she awoke the desires of a certain billionaire who gets what he wants and now he wants her. It does matter why and how he wants her and he will get her.“I don’t know whether it was fate which collided my path with yours but the one who will connect it is going to be me.” He mumbled, enticed to think how his fingers are going to latch with her skin.“Whatever it is, I will continue the rest.” He smirked, licking his lip seductively. Raymond couldn't get Violet out of his head, she has intoxicated his mind, a need he wants.‘Ah, how beautiful her fall would be…’ He was pulling close to her as if there were some strings arousing his temptation to lay his hands upon the thing he wanted.Like a kid being stubborn to get a certain toy. His case was no different. It was a toy he would get, if he gets bored of it then so be it but he wants
"Welcome love. Your voice is like a melody to my ears" “Huh?” I blinked, considering it to my deception but to no avail. A handsome devil in an expensive suit, spelling danger by his very presence was approaching me. Is it a sick joke? I blinked, taking a step back. My eyes widened when I looked at him. How did he get inside? And God, he called me love. This man had a very malicious aura around him and to enhance the worry, what is someone opulent doing at our paltry home?“You look lovely.” His deep voice came, scanning my form which enhanced my distress. He drained my energy, giving me shudders to think what he is doing here because he doesn't look like a thief and he definitely is not from the bank. I paid my mortgage this month!"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here?!" I yelled at him, curling my hands in a fist and controlling my emotions."Now, love. Lower your voice." He said in a serious tone. His voice made my heart skip a beat. But me being me I yell louder
"Embed my name deep into your soul because you can't escape me." ,He kissed my cheeks and left. His mere presence served as a storm in my heart, an unavoidable doom.As I fell on the ground and curdled like a ball in my mum's lap, feeling utterly defeated before the person who can stumble my home of gaiety in a matter of heartbeats.‘Why did this happen to me....”’ After he left I began to cry in my mother's lap. hiding my face.“What is happening, Mum?” I cried, letting out my misery in the form of tears, showing the devastation chasing me with full speed."Why...why is this happening to me?"I asked in a low voice. I just don't know what to do. My dreams and my hope everything was crushed to pieces in an instant. “One moment, and everything in my life changed on the snap of his finger. Who is he? How could he do this?” I asked desperately, mind going blank by fathoming what could happen.He is terrifying, doing this to me, leaving me with no choice but to marry a person I don't