Nothing will be interesting about this. A simple business arrangement that ensures my inheritance.
Because anything else?
Would be wishful thinking, and I’ve learned a long time ago that wishing upon a star is stupid.
For life tends to make sure my nightmares come true, not my dreams.
Diana would never be pulled into my dark world, as its hideousness would destroy her.
And I must still have some pieces of my heart left because I do not want that.
Which means this marriage would be frigid and indifferent until our contract ends and we can both go our separate ways.
After all…
I might as well hold a degree in ensuring that people hate me.
And since Diana stirred the strings of my dark soul, I would protect her from the truth and secrets that surround me since that fateful night of the fire. Let’s hope she doesn’t have a curious nature and can follow all the rules that ensure her safety.
Because if she decides to taste the forbidden fruit…she’ll give the free rein to all my demons, and I would trap her in my own hell, from which there is no escape.
I should know.
I’ve been in it for the past eighteen years.
CHAPTER FOUR
“Whenever I read stories about the villains, I wonder…
Were they all princes with good intentions once?
Or were they born with the darkness inside them that needed an outlet in the form of destruction?
Why do so many then empathize with their pain?
Maybe, in a way, we are all villains at some point in our story.
And if that’s true…
I became mine the minute I said yes to this wedding.”
Diana
Diana
Clearing my throat in the stretched silence, I repeat, “Hi,” as I stare at the man who’s about to become my future husband and swallow hard, cursing myself inwardly for not checking him out before I decided to come here.
Maybe then I wouldn’t be so shocked.
Despite being curious, I refused to focus on his looks because that would mean being into this arrangement, and I wasn’t.
My father put me in an impossible situation, so I had to accept it, especially after confirming with Grandma’s hospitalthat he’s refused to pay her upcoming monthly bill. The blackmailing tactic worked like magic on me as I texted him right away about agreeing to this charade and hating myself for my weakness.
I spent a sleepless night imagining different scenarios in my head about meeting this man who needs a wife so desperately that he’s willing to give my family time to get their shit together, although that’s useless.
Grant will just use the additional time to create even more problems because that’s his special skill, and the vindictive part of me couldn’t be more pleased.
The family empire can burn for all I care. The million I get from this arrangement would be enough to cover my grandma’s medical bills.
