He was darkness, I was light.
He was hate, I was love.
He was revenge, I was forgiveness.
Folding my arms at my chest with a painful smile over my lips, I was staring at the couple getting married before my light blue eyes followed by tears blurring my vision.
Congratulations.
Whispering sorrowfully from afar, I tugged my auburn hairs behind my ears, releasing a low chuckle from anguish.
Why was I so sad at a wedding?
The man who was getting married was my boyfriend, Jared Raz.
The man who promised to stay with me forever, the man who made me fall deeply.
Only to leave me in the end after two years of relationship.
I pray for your happiness but I wish we hadnt met if we werent supposed to be one. Why did you love me when you intended to leave me in the end?
I was staring at the delightful couple, binding in an eternal relationship with an agonizing heart.
How easy is it to break the heart of the person you love?I thought, releasing another tear but a smile not leaving my lips.
With my mind intoxicated with pain, another deep, dominant resonance reached my ears- speaking my thoughts aloud.
How easy is it to break the heart of the person you love?
I was stiff when I sensed a strong and muscular form behind me, a pair of malicious eyes upon me. A profoundly addictive scent.
Gulping hard, I glanced over my shoulder to find a tall man before me.
Excuse me?
Wearing a black suit jacket which was seemingly expensive. He was an aristocrat accompanied by a dark aura.
His raven hair scattered before his forehead, a scowl lingering on his face but his fury was not directed to me. A deadly and poisonous gray eyes.
I never thought I would meet the cold-hearted billionaire here. Jareds Boss.
Dariel Cannedy, the business tycoon.
He was a dangerous man, I could feel it in my bones. As ruthless- judged from his eyes- as Jared told me.
The type of man I would avoid at all cost. His eyes, they had too much resentment and darkness surrounding them but why was he talking to me?
What did you say? Asking innocently, I fully turned to him.
Someone had the same thought as mine?
Gripping the chair, I was taking support from it to compete with his assertive posture as I patiently waited for him to speak.
I said how easy is it to break the heart of the person you love? He repeated his question, becoming more furious.
How can you break the heart of the person you love in the first place? I counter-questioned. Mentally cursing myself for the response which brought a sour expression on his face.
He was undoubtedly intimidating and handsome. He took another step closer but I put my hand in between.
Sir, Please, maintain your distance.
Becoming breathless at his powerful form, I turned my head away. I wanted to run away from him but my steps froze to the ground.
As if I wanted to know what happened to him and the answer of this question.
Why would I? He scoffed, folding his arms at his chest.
What do you mean?
Arching an eyebrow from bewilderment, I had no idea meeting him anywhere but his behavior displayed as if he knew me.
When your boyfriend didnt halt his distance from my wife then why the hell would I?
My breaths hitched when he slammed his hand on the chair and whispered in my ears. Sending an unwanted shiver down my spine.
What the-
I turned back to Jared, realizing two cheaters were getting married. Jared cheated on his girlfriend, me. And his soon-to-be wife, Veronica, cheated on her husband.
She your wife? I asked vaguely, turning back to the man, apprehending now why he was so outraged.
Yes. Your boyfriend is marrying my wife.
My mouth gaped, But, what did it have to do with me?
Because it irritates me to watch you smile at those cheaters who ruined both your and mine life. Why are you smiling, woman? he growled, stopping my function for a brief moment.
His eyes were overwhelming me, I had never seen anyone looking at me with such rage and hate? But, why?
Why are you looking at me in the first place? I asked bravely, swallowing the lump on my throat with his intense eyes on me.
You are standing on the way and everyone here knows he was your boyfriend. Cant you see the people? He hissed, indicating to me to look.
But- What do you want me to do when my love humiliates me? What was my sin in that?
He only scoffed because I guess he had no answer to that. And he was in the same situation as mine.
You know what? Taking a pause, he leaned down.
I shivered slightly to feel his minty breath on my face when he pointed his finger at me.
I hate people like you.
My jaw dropped at the level of contempt in his tone, What?
People like you who act mighty and high like they forgave but deep down they hold too much detest and darkness.
I was flabbergasted when he created an assumption about me. I no longer hold bad intentions towards anyone.
What the hell is your problem? Dont take someone elses rage on me. What and whoever I am, its none of your concern, Mr Dariel Cannedy. I hissed back, done with him.
Now please excuse me, I dont have time for you or your hateful talks.
With this, before he could continue he shifted his malicious aura to me as well and tainted my perception too. I walked away, accompanied by the sound of his scoff.
Tsk.
Ignoring him for the rest of the event, I bore watching my boyfriend Jared marrying another woman.
Unable to bear it anymore, I was about to leave but Jared came to see me, increasing my ache.
Saafia.
Taking the pain, I inhaled and turned to him, forcing a smile, Hmm?
I saw my Boss near you, is everything alright? He asked, concerned.
Yes. It was nothing. I shook my head.
Are you sure? He looked angry. He inquired and I didnt want to investigate.
I told you, its nothing.
Stay away from him. He is a ruthless man. I have told you many times about him too. He warned me seriously, drying my throat but what I could possibly have to do with him in the first place anyways.
I know. I am leaving now. You enjoy your event. I sighed, turning to leave this event but he stopped me for a moment.
Look, you shouldn’t have come here in the first place, finding you here I feel guilty. If possible, at any point in your life, please forgive me. I didnt want things to be like this but before I realized, it was too late.
I was utterly disinterested in his tale of apology and how much of a horrible person he is. I came on my own.
You cannot force yourself to love someone. Stop it. I have forgiven you. Live your life however you want, do whatever you want. I explained nonchalantly to him, lifting my gaze finally and meeting him.
But dont cross your path with mine again. I demanded seriously.
I understand. I am sorry once again. I pray you find someone much better than me.
Me too.
Mocking him, I rolled my eyes off and left, not wanting to see him in my life again.
If I had forgiven that didnt mean I would willingly allow my heart to be broken. I didnt want to see his face again. It was the last time.
With a frown lingering on my face, I walked up to the parking lot, I was searching through my bag to take out my car keys and bumped into someone.
A trail of expensive scent reached my nose with a muscular and tall chest, lifting my gaze, I greeted those stern and dominant features frowning at me again.
You?
My mouth gaped to find the notorious billionaire standing before me with a questioning look. Taking a step back from his powerful aura, I rested my hand over my waist.
Are you following me? I frowned back.
He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, resting his hands in his pockets, taking a step forward as he mocked, Why would I follow you?
I rolled my eyes as he leaned against my car, following my gesture, Seems like you are still in love with him. Talking so casually with him alone too.
He started with a mutter but returned a challenging arched eyebrow in return.
Would you please not create your own assumption? Its nothing like this. He was testing my patience.
Then why are you talking to him in the first place? He questioned, leaning forward to find any hint of hate on my face.
Which he failed obviously.
And why should I disclose this matter with you? Would you please stop coming after me? I asked as politely as I could.
Dont you hate him? He questioned, almost intrigued, which I didnt like.
No. Kindly stop irritating me now. I muttered.
Opening the door of my car as he moved back and rested his hand over the roof to stop me from entering, hitching my breaths.
You know what? Let me help you hate them. He offered huskily.
I smirked, taking his words lightly, having no idea what he was capable of.
Really? How are you going to do that, Mister?
Wearing his shades, he flashed an alarming, dangerous smirk which wiped my amusement instantly, drying the back of my throat. The omen of something fatal was about to occur evoked in me.
He sat in his expensive car, not removing his eyes intensely from mine, giving an unnerving response which left me in wonder what is planning to do.
You will know very soon, Saafia Blooms,
Before I knew it, a week had passed. I discarded Dariels words, not thinking about them.
What the hell was his ordeal anyways? What does he want from me? I thought casually.
Jared must be living happily in his marriage and I should search for my soulmate too. I couldnt stay at one point.
Humming to myself, I was wrapping my work to return home and surprisingly Sarah, my elder sister, called. Must be to get burgers on my way home.
Hell-
Instead, I was greeted with her panicking voice, Saafia, come home, quick!
What happened, Sarah? Is Father okay? I asked worriedly. Our Father was in a coma and his condition was worsening day by day.
Its not about Father. I have no idea what is going on, someone is here. Come home and deal with the mess you have created. She scolded.
What are you talking about? What did I do? My mouth gaped.
Just come home, dammit. She hissed and cut the call.
Whats her ordeal?
Mumbling, I shook my head, taking my things, completing my work and returning home as soon as I could to see what happened.
What was the emergency, Sarah-
My jaw dropped in utter flabbergast to find the man I least wanted to interact with at MY HOME!
You? What are you doing here? I hissed, throwing my things on the couch, standing before him with my arms folded at my chest.
The grimace on my face indicated I didnt prefer his presence at my beautiful home of hope. I didnt want his pessimism to ruin my expectations.
His eyes gradually shifted from Sarah to mine, the pseudo smile not leaving his lips as he rose from the couch.
Looking devilishly handsome in his suit jacket. The air around him spells his wealth, asserting his power here too.
And to increase my sensations, he called my name in a low, charming resonance.
Saafia Blooms.
The back of my throat dried as my heart skipped a beat. My mouth was closed instantly upon hearing my name on his lips.
Is there anything you need, Sir? I asked, inhaling sharply to regain my posture.
To grasp the situation in his palm, he put his one hand over his chest and bowed slightly, offering his other hand to me, his smile converting into a dangerous smirk-
Proposing for the worst, mismatched couple.
I am here to ask for your hand in marriage. With me.
What?
When he proposed to me on the spur of the moment, I merely blinked with pure confusion.
Come again?
I was praying desperately that I heard him wrong which I didnt.
I would like to marry you. He repeated his words in his false enticing voice, locking his eyes profoundly with mine.
But I had seen the fire of wrath, the ocean of darkness in them. I wont be fooled with his display.
Why? I frowned, folding my arms at my chest.
Instead of angering me, it baffled me.
We were entirely different, two sides which shouldnt meet, which could never collide. Yet he wanted to marry me- Why?
Can I talk to her alone, please? He asked gallantly, turning to Sarah.
She turned to me, I gave her a reassuring nod as she agreed, Sure.
I had no intention of taking him to my room to talk alone so I made Sarah leave and the second she was out of sight, my frown deepened.
What is this, Mr. Cannedy? What are you trying to prove and show by all this?
I didnt like him showing abruptly at my home with this strange and unreasonable proposal.
When we were alone, his eyes revealed that malevolence again. This daunting air began to surround him again and holding his head high in pride, he declared-
My employee married my wife and I will marry his girlfriend. Simple as that.
My mouth gaped in utter disbelief. I knew it from one glance he was darkness, one from the abyss.
But didnt expect him to be this hateful.
Do you realize how selfish you sound right now?
I do and I have never declined the fact I am selfish. Unlike you who can accept fate and other shit with a smile- I cant. He responded heartlessly.
You have lost yourself in hatred, Mr. Cannedy. Do you think you can use me for your revenge?
Frustrated at his extent of trying to use me as a tool of revenge, I moved back, holding my sides. My mind was in a state of shock, failing to function properly.
I can and I will, woman. I want to show them what they lost. I want them to regret, to suffer and for that I will go to any extent- even marrying the person I would least prefer. He snarled, curling his hands in a fist.
You also dont stand on top of my list too. We are so different. We have nothing in common, Mr. Cannedy. This would be destroying lives only. I scoffed, barely controlling my composure.
So?
Why do you want to marry me?
The second this question escaped my lips, he closed our distance and began to take slow, deadly steps towards me.
Because I want you to hate those cheaters as much as I hate them.
What? Gulping, I moved back, holding the hem of my shirt.
Each step I took back, he closed the gap until I hit the wall with no escape and his dominant form hovering over me.
I hate people like you from the bottom of my soul.
My heart skipped a beat from dread along with an unwanted shiver. He frightened me by the intensity of blazes in those silver orbs.
To enhance my apprehension, he placed his one hand across my face, completing his statement with a hiss.
I want to corrupt your heart with resentment too. I want you to release the pain and anger you have buried.
He wanted to marry me to taint me too How villainous. I thought, staring deeply at him.
He leaned fatally closer to my face to the point I could feel our breaths mixing up which dried my throat as he shifted to the side.
He whispered seductively in my ears, I will teach you how to hate them as much as I do.
Closing my eyes, I stopped myself, breathless, immobilized.
To your dismay, Mister Dariel Cannedy, I hold no hatred for anyone. I am not that type of person so leave. I am not interested in your offer. Leave. I demanded, slowly regaining my posture and glaring at him, moving out of his space.
Dont make pitiful choices, Saafia. I am giving you a chance to marry me. He hissed, taking a step back.
I dont need nor asked. Before I do anything, kindly leave, I requested politely, putting my hand in between to stop him.
So you wont accept? He asked for the final confirmation.
No.
He narrowed his eyes in rage. I gulped, not falling weak before him as he glared at me for the next few seconds, displeased with my rejection.
I will see you, Saafia Blooms.
He would go to an extreme, he was self-centered after all. With those words muttered under his breath, he turned to leave and glanced for the last time.
You WILL marry me. Just watch.
Enunciating his vicious plans, he left finally.
The second the door closed, I gasped for air which restricted when he left and leaned on the wall, holding my dress.
What the hell was it?! Sarah yelled, coming to me while I was utterly stunned, blinking to perceive what happened.
I have no idea. What was his problem? I defended myself, having no idea why he chose me as a prey.
How does the worst billionaire know you in the first place? She frowned, not liking him too. Everyone had seen his interviews, he was not the best or desirable.
I dont know him. We are strangers. Jareds wife, Veronica, was his ex-wife. What was my fault? I argued.
What?! Then why does he want to marry you?
Sighing, I took a seat and told her everything, his eerie and nefarious intentions to make them pay and my disinterest in that matter.
Wow, you sure are stuck, Saafia. That man wont leave you easily. Sarah breathed out.
Like hell I will marry him. I muttered, getting up to leave for my room and then Sarah asked which pricked a needle in my chest.
Because you are afraid you will become like him too?
No. He can never change me. I would never let anyone annihilate the kindness in me, the pieces of softness I have.
I declared emotionlessly before leaving to my room and praying to not see him again.
I wont murder my soul like him.
I wont marry him. He couldnt change me, I wont let him.
You WILL marry me.
His words were echoing in my mind, disturbing me. I knew he wouldn’t leave me until I fulfilled his demand. He was selfish and too powerful, he will get what he wants.
Shit, shit, shit, what should I do?
What happened? You look frustrated. My co-worker, Anne asked, noticing the scowl not leaving my face.
Because I am, Anne. I sighed, stopping my work and hiding my face in my hands.
Is it about Jared? I thought you moved on from him. He cheated on you after all. Why shed tears for someone like him? She mumbled, shrugging her shoulders.
My mind already shifted from him because of a certain man who was hell-bent on teaching me how to hate.
Its not about Jared. I sighed, rubbing my temples.
Then?
Anne, what would you do if you were given a chance to take revenge on the person who cheated on you? Would you take it? I asked expectantly to get an answer on what to do.
Of course. I would want their heart to break like mine and I know you are not like this. You wouldnt do this but you should.
And her response pushed me into turmoil too. Should I accept his offer? Should I hate Jared? Can I do that?
You think?
Hmm. Not everyone deserves forgiveness. Cheating shouldnt be forgiven. She nodded.
I dont know. Maybe we were never meant to be. And besides,
Shaking my head in denial, I rose from my seat to get myself some coffee. Taking a deep breath so I could be my usual self and smiled.
I cannot force myself to hate.
That is right, I cannot hate anyone, never. No one can force me to feel that emotion for anyone, not him too.
After being determined he couldnt change me, even if we got married, I returned from work. I was at the bus stop, tapping my foot with an empty stomach.
I wanted to go home and fill my stomach but a certain someone who adored ruining the peace of my mind came in his opulent BMW, stopping before me.
Hey.
Folding my arms at my chest, I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, Are you following me?
This time, I am. Your car is gone for maintenance, the bus will take time. Come, I will drop you. He offered nonchalantly.
I scoffed, not wanting to spend a second with him, No. Thank you. I dont need your so-called courtesy, Sir.
Do you think I will take no for an answer? I am not used to refusal, woman. Come He called sternly, turning his gaze towards the people who were whispering to see a rich man stopping for me.
Unless you want to gain attention and act like an attention seeker.
Shrugging his shoulders, he returned a teasing smirk. With a grimace, I stared at him for the next few seconds, knowing he wouldnt be at peace.
Call me an attention seeker then. I rolled my eyes off and sat at the station, pissing him off at my stubbornness.
You sure are stubborn, woman. You refused a chance to sit in a BMW. He added, narrowing his eyes in irritation.
I began to use my phone while watching him from the corner of my eyes. My heart began to race when he refused to move an inch and to scare me, he honked at me, gaining attention deliberately.
Ah!
My mouth gaped, not believing how far he intended to go for his selfish purpose to convince me. Gulping, I tugged my hair behind timidly.
Be grateful I am offering you politely to drop you off. I am not this generous to many people. Come. He ordered and not wanting to create a scene, I got in the car as we drove off.
I didnt ask for it. I muttered, bringing a silence between us but soon I noticed him staring intensely at me.
Hugging my sides, I looked down with a scarlet shading coming to my cheeks. My throat dried, not meeting his gaze accompanied with thumping heartbeats.
What?
Growing nervous by his keen eyes observing my body, I turned to him finally. Tightening my grip on my dress, I began to feel distressed by my choice to enter this car.
Hmm?
Why are you looking at me like this? I whispered worriedly.
Doesnt your heart hurt? Doesnt it agonize you to find the man you once loved being someone elses husband? He asked in a serious resonance, stopping the car at the red signal.
Gritting his teeth, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, turning his head away as his large hand held his chest.
Because my heart burns when I think about it,
My lips parted, tilting my head to the side. Not expecting him to be this sensitive about them.
No. I have accepted that we were never meant to be. Who knows if someone much better is written in my fate? I breathed out, tone softening.
An eerie hint gleamed in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow temptingly. Before I could explore it, he concealed his disheartened emotions with his affectation.
And that better is me. He whispered, starting the drive again.
As if. I scoffed.
Excuse me, you are with your exs boss. I am rich, good looking and kind enough to give you a ride home. He reminded me nonchalantly.
With overwhelming arrogance and selfishness.
Not everyone is a saint.
Growing irritated because at a certain point, I had begun to think about his proposal too and I didnt want to.
Look, I have told you before, I dont want to marry you. I growled, curling my hands in a fist.
Why? He asked nonchalantly which increased my rage. Acting as if he had no idea why.
We are different. We have different points of view on life. You and I can never live together, never be one. I hissed.
Who says I want to be with you? I only intend to break this facade of yours and teach them a lesson. I will make you hate them too and stop acting. He remained calm.
At this point, I was infuriated, he couldnt judge me, I am not acting. Goodness exists in this world, not everyone is heartless like you.
Hmph, we will see. He muttered, turning his head to the side as we stopped outside my place.
With my head fuming and overflowing with distress, I quickly held my bag close to my chest and got out of his comfortable vehicle.
Now, thank you, Sir, for dropping me off but I am leaving now. I muttered rudely, turning to leave.
The second, I took a few steps, his rough hand grabbed my arm before everyone, stopping me.
Wait.
My breaths hitched as I turned to him slowly, averting my eyes from his stern one.
Leave me. I whispered, breaths becoming heavy when he refused to leave and brought me close to the point I could feel his aura drowning into mine.
Are you sure? I am giving you a golden chance, place your conditions but marry me. I would do anything, I repeat-
My heart skipped a beat when he leaned down and whispered dominantly in my ears, Anything, to teach that woman a lesson.
Controlling my feelings, I put my hand in between, hoping to escape the prison of his arms. Intimidated by his cruel intentions, I gulped.
And then I will make you like mine.
I gasped when he was almost touching me, not leaving me with a deadly eye-contact, revealing his intentions which were scaring me.
What are you doing? I whispered as he let go of my arm finally, giving me a moment to regain my posture.
No one should be this kind and forgiving in this cruel world. He growled, bringing his hand to touch me but I pointed my finger at him to stop.
Dont touch me again. I warned, converting my apprehension into rage.
Still I was intrigued- how could one be overwhelmed with corruption?
You cant force someone to feel how you want. Plus this would destroy us. I hissed in a low tone so the people wont create more rumors than they already would.
That is exactly what I want. I want to destroy their lives and when they return from that point of ravage, return to us, they will realize they closed this path too. He growled breaths becoming heavy, stilling me for a moment to register.
He was breathless from atrocity, standing too close and I failed to notice the distance because I was only bewildered.
How hateful can a person be? What she did apart from cheating on you that you have gone this blind for revenge?
To my compassionate question, he scoffed, You wouldnt understand nor need to know.
I took a deep breath to empty my mind and glanced at his large form. Narrowing my eyes, I pondered about his intentions and I had faith in myself.
If you think you can corrupt me, then you are wrong. Now, before I do something, kindly leave. I have no intentions of marrying a man like you. I enunciated strictly as I pointed at his car.
You will marry me. You are entangled in this web now. He also spoke in the same tone.
I am not like you who is unaware of the term called moving on. I taunted with a fake smile.
She doesnt deserve it.
Leave.
I wont leave you this easily.
He growled, sending daggering in my direction which I ignored and rolled my eyes but the fumes emitting from him indicated he wont end this here.
Hmph.
The second I turned my head away, his husky voice reached me, stopping my whole being as he hissed in my ears before leaving.
Deny all you want but soon you will enter my place as my bride, Saafia.
After he left, a few weeks passed with no sign of him again. I knew he wouldn’t leave my trails easily. He was not that type of man.
I was having a feeling the next time we will meet, I wont have another choice but to marry him.
What he wanted to gain from it? It couldnt be all revenge, was it? Why did he want me? All this sham? Ugh, why am I thinking about him!?
I failed to shift my mind from his proposal. For a moment, I also thought about it- What could possibly go wrong?
No, no, no, stop thinking like this, Saafia.
The next week, I went to work a little late and saw everyone was working furiously. My mouth gaped, blinking to perceive what I missed in thirty minutes.
What the hell is happening? I whispered, grabbing my friend, Annes arm.
Did you hear? Boss is selling the company. We will work under a third party now. You missed his speech. I saved you by telling him you went to the bathroom. She whispered back.
What? Why?
That was unforeseen. Things were going exceptionally great for us. Selling company was totally unexpected.
I have no idea. He came out of the blue and announced. Though it wont affect our work, he says. I have no idea what caused him to do it. Probably profit. She explained.
Hmm. I guess we are growing. So, who bought the company? Who is going to be the boss of our boss? I asked nonchalantly, reaching my desk only to find a file filled with too much work for me to do.
You wont believe it, the business tycoon, Dariel Cannedy!
Huh?
This has to be a joke.
A quiver surged through my skin as I was frozen in horror to hear. Immediately understanding the reasoning behind these sudden actions.
Pardon? I asked in pure appall.
Okay, now he was going too far with his demand.
Dariel Cannedy! He will come next week after we are done with the new changes. We are going to become robots now. She sighed in frustration.
We all knew how he was at work. High wages and extreme work. He ensured if he was paying higher than other companies, he would make you work double.
From directors to janitors- everyone.
I wonder what that man saw in the insurance company. He owns a variety of businesses anyways.
Anne continued as I stood with heavy breaths and slightly dizziness, turning my hands blood cold.
Next week? I asked, gulping hard, making a frightened face.
Too early, isnt it? He should have given us a month but because of his order, we have to overwork this week. We all know he is a workaholic. She hummed, leaning on the table.
Your ex also works in his company, right? He must be one hell of a boss. Is he as dangerous as they say?
He is.
Due to my lack of reaction, Anne snapped her fingers to bring me to my reality.
Saafia? Where are you lost? We have a lot of work to do.
Lets get back to work. I spoke instantly, getting the file to focus on work but from inside my stomach curling into a tense feeling.
A strange numbness began to steal my strength and I was worried where this might lead. He had sworn that he wont stop.
You are right, we are already going to overwork.
Hmm.
This action of his made it clear that he wont sit quietly until he marries me
Before I knew it, a week passed and the time to meet the man who literally bought our company only to prove his power came.
With a scowl lingering on my face, I was holding a bouquet. Of course the head staff was greeting him one by one.
My hands were icy, my mind was in a state of turmoil to fathom his intentions to convince me to marry for a measly and pathetic reason.
Welcome, Sir. I greeted him with a fake smile, giving him the flowers.
She is Saafia Blooms, The head of marketing-
And when my turn to be introduced came, he deliberately didnt take my flower and turned his head away, putting his hand dominantly in the air to pissed me off.
I know. I have gone through the list. Instead of wasting our time on introductions, let’s complete our pending work. I need to leave for a meeting in two hours.
My frown deepened. He was fine when everyone was greeting him and at my turn, he stopped instantly, walking away.
Sure, Sir. Please, this way.
Rolling my eyes, I turned to leave for my work and shifted my mind, to pretend I had no connections with him but he called me.
Miss Blooms.
Yes, Sir?
Send me the past annual reports in my office. He ordered.
Yes, Sir.
Judging his sore focus on work and ethics, I doubt he would bring the topic of his proposal here.
Here are the files, Sir. I have put them in order. I spoke coldly, placing them. As far as I heard from Jared, I had no intentions of losing my job by enraging him.
But, I wont sit quietly too.
He didnt react as I stood on the other side of the desk, folding my arms at my chest. He was engrossed in work, checking things and reports with focus.
When he was focused, his features were enhanced and made them strict yet arresting. He noticed I was not leaving and arched an eyebrow handsomely.
Hmm? Why are you still here?
Why are you doing this? I asked sternly.
I believe you are aware of the fact I don’t fancy interruptions during work. He replied in the same tone.
We both know why you are doing this. Stop acting. I added, inclining my hands on the table which caused him to stop.
Lifting his mysterious eyes, he locked them with mine with an energy that sent a shiver down my spine.
Really? He asked seductively.
My heart skipped a beat when his lips curled into a devilish smirk. Clearly using his overwhelming power.
Dont. I whispered, rolling my tongue over my lips, becoming nervous slightly.
Resting his elbow on the table and leaning forward to look dead into my soul with his one demand.
Then marry me. Dont make me do this.
What? What the hell is your problem?
My mouth was gaped, staring at him with surprise. I couldnt believe him, he wouldn’t stop until he would convince me.
You.
The determination in his eyes was disturbing me.
Burn your fatuous desires, Mr Cannedy. I wont marry you. In fact, you are the last man I would prefer.
Hissing, I slammed my hands. Determined to not marry this man as I turned to leave. Before he could continue his mindless wish, I walked out.
What is his problem? Is that how people should marry? Why should I marry him? Why bind my life with a stone?
I was constantly muttering those questions under my breath while walking as far as possible from him.
Sadly, he had decided to become my shadow and followed my trails, also resolved to convince me to marry him.
What more do you want me to do for you, Saafia?!
He shouted before the whole office. I gasped, my body was stiff suddenly at his call which gained the attention of everyone.
What the hell?
Mumbling, I pressed my hand over my heart, sensing how abnormally my sensations were augmenting.
I didnt dare to move an inch and at my lack of reaction, the sound of his expensive heels approached me. Standing behind me, I trembled at his addictive scent and muscular body behind me.
Stop running away from me.
His tone went lowest and smoothest in could go, acting proficiently. He tugged my sleeves carefully to not touch me and made me turn to him.
Marry me,
Everyones jaw dropped when he proposed to me in my office on the very first day. Making it OBVIOUS that he bought the company because of me.
My face was red from embarrassment, my breaths became heavy at his unbelievable proposal.
What the hell do you think you are doing?
My voice was lower than a whisper so no one could hear, leaning forward and unintentionally closing our gap.
I am selfish to the core and I want you, I will get you. Dont worry, I am not an abusive monster or a serial killer- at least.
He smirked darkly. His one hand was in his pocket dominantly and offered his other hand to me.
Please marry me.
He spoke loudly to ensure this echoed everywhere, making sure I wont be able to return here.
Say yes! Say yes!
Shit, shit, shit.
I need to talk to you. Alone. I blurted out abruptly, putting my hand in the air, moving away from him, earning disappointment from everyone.
Sure. Come. He shrugged his shoulders and we went back to the cabin.
The second we entered and closed the door, I burst my fury, What the hell is your problem?! What are you doing?! I whisper-yelled.
He had no reaction. As if it meant nothing to him.
If you have conditions, tell me. We can make a fair deal, I need you to make them feel horrible. If there is anything you want me to do then tell me, like prepare the best medical care for your father? Anything. He suggested calmly.
What type of stone are you? Do you think you can buy relationships? I growled.
No one had frustrated me to this point in my entire life- not even those bratty kids of your relatives.
Yes, I can. I can do anything for my purpose and you have seen it now too. Place your price. He offered in a low, husky tone, standing right before me.
I swallowed hard, narrowing my eyes with a hint of rage flickering in them but he discarded them and brought his hand closer to my cheek.
I know you are a delusional and dreamy woman, probably waiting for a charming prince- drop that dream. That wont happen. Enter my life.
Stunned, I put my hand in between to stop him from touching me which earned a tempting chuckle from him. How wicked.
He was all beauty, no soul.
His voice went deeper, taking a strand of my hair, leading to my ear.
Let me show you the dark side of this world. He murmured, causing my skin to crawl.
A world where people like you can never survive. He enunciated, pushing me to the edge before pulling away. I knew he would use all methods to make me marry him.
Deep down, I felt like it was more than revenge.
A strong desire he was concealing professionally and using our cheater partners as an excuse to hide the real reason.
How hard and dark his world could be? Does he truly believe he could change me? I thought.
Gathering my thoughts, I mentally prepared myself and called him, You know what?
Arching an eyebrow, he looked from his shoulder, I am ready.
What? He blinked, turning fully to me with an eerie yet ominous excitement creeping on his features.
I said I am ready to marry you. I am giving you one year to change my thoughts, to change me. I declared, taking a step forward.
If he was resolved to change me then I was too, to not bulge my personality. I wont change myself.
One year?
Not Enough?
More than enough. He smirked devilishly.
Closing our distance, I pressed my index finger over his heart, feeling the expensive fabric of his coat. Staring dead into his eyes.
He also became serious, holding my collar to incline our faces dangerously closer. The hint of no emotions, no attachment.
Let me make this very clear- You can never change me, Dariel Cannedy.
We will see who will change in the end, Saafia Blooms. I am sure one day this altruistic demeanor will drown you. He declared.
Ripping us apart and setting his tie to assert his superiority to which I scoffed in return.
Worry about your heartless soul first,
With this, he returned to our work to prepare for the worst marriage where two entirely different souls were about to meet-
A worthless relationship was about to begin.
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