Married to an Impostor

Avery's POV Loud crowd. Dancing light. Deafening music. That's my definition of freedom and I would never trade it for anything else. This is exactly the life that I wanted. --- "Cheers to singlehood!" Sarah shouted as she raised her shot glass. "Cheers to freedom that men can't take away from us!" I shouted as well. We bumped our glasses and our laughter filled the whole club. I bet we caught everyone's attention because we are being too loud but we don't care. "Let's party bitches!" I shouted after drinking my shot in one breath. Sarah and our co-models followed me on the dance floor. We started swaying our bodies to the beat of the music. A smile never leaves my lips as I sway my hips. I forgot everything and the only thing that matters is now. After a while, I felt someone's arm resting on my waist and when I turned around I saw a pair of blue eyes looking at me intently. My smile grew wider when I saw how cold he looked yet his hands felt warmth. He looks hot I must admit. "Hi," I greeted, seductively. His eyebrows are furrowed and he looks mad for some reason. I wonder what he looks like when he smiles. "Hi," His cold response made him even more hot in my eyes. My gaze never left his face. I don't want him out of my sight. He has the power to pull me closer even though he isn't doing anything. He can get me without any effort...and this is the first time that I felt this towards someone. I rarely find men attractive but damn this man made my inside go crazy just by simply touching the side of my waist. I wondered what would happen to me once I felt his hands touching every part of me. With dirty thoughts running inside my head, I wrapped my arms around his nape and pulled his face closer to mine. "Wanna have some fun?" I asked. He stared at my face intently and without any warning he claimed my lips like he was hungry for kisses. It's been what I wanted to do the moment he approached me. A moan escaped my lips when his hand slipped and gripped my butt tightly. My breathing became heavy when he started massaging it. Damn, this man. He knows what to do with those hands. "Let's go to my place," he whispered and without any hesitation, I nodded my head and let him pull me out of the bar. I didn't even know him but here I am trusting him fully not minding the possibility that he might be a killer or something. When we reached the parking lot he opened the door of a red Lamborghini and waited for me to step in. I looked at him curiously. "What do you do for a living?" When he heard my question a chuckle escaped his lips and it sounded so sexy. "I do business Miss," "You own a company?" He shook his head then held both of my waist once again and pushed me inside his car making me sit on the passenger seat. He held the door and before closing it he lowered her head making our eyes level. "I'm a nobody, don't expect too much," After saying those words he closed the door and walked on the other side. He slid himself into the driver's seat. He looked at me darkly then tapped his lap. "Sit on me," he commanded so I moved and sat on his lap. He held the side of my waist while claiming my lips. "Ah! s**t!" I moaned when his kisses went down. His skilled hand successfully removed my brassiere and in just a second I am already half-naked. I swallowed hard when he stared at my chest. I was about to cover it when he held both of my hands and pinned them on my sides. "You look familiar, what's your name?" I asked while he was busy kissing my chest. "There is no need for that," he huskily uttered which made me chuckle. "Why? Because you just s*x and run?" I asked. The mysterious man lifted his head and looked at me intently. The way he stares at me feel like he is reading my soul. "Yeah, just s*x and run," he said and continued kissing me. ... And just like what he said he dismissed me after getting what he wanted but I am fine with that I am not fun of cuddling or any romantic s**t anyway. All I want is to release the heat nothing more. "Thanks! I had fun," I said as I closed the door of his car. I watched him as he drove away and when his car disappeared from my sight I let out a deep breath and headed towards my car. I texted my friends that I was heading home first since I was a bit tired and I wanted to rest so badly. I didn't receive any reply from Sarah or my co-models so I assumed that they were having fun with some random strangers. When I was inside my car I looked at myself in the rearview mirror. My hair is a bit messy from what I did earlier so I brushed it using my hands and fixed my smudge lipstick. When I looked a bit presentable I pulled my car out of the parking lot and headed towards our mansion. I am sure Dad will kill for me for coming home too late but it's fine I am used to his nagging anyway. When I arrived at the mansion I stepped inside and the whole place was awfully quiet so I thought everyone was already asleep but I was wrong because when I reached the living room I saw my parents sitting on the couch as if they were waiting for me. "Where have you been?" he asked in his usual strict voice. "I hang out with my friends," I replied. My father looked at me intently until his eyes landed on my exposed cleavage. His forehead creased and he looked mad so I got curious and bowed my head. Upon looking at my cleavage I saw a red mark. "s**t," I cursed then pulled my top up. "I told him not to leave a mark," I whispered as I tried to hide the red mark. "When will you stop fooling around Avery?" my father asked which made my head lift and looked at him directly in the eyes. "I am not fooling around Dad," I defended then forced a smile before shifting my head to my mother who is looking at me with a hint of disappointment. I am acting all fine but it pains me to see them looking at me like I am their biggest problem. I turned my head on my father once again and I can tell by the way he looks that I used up all his patience and he is done dealing with me. "You will marry Henry Sullivan's son," he said and upon hearing those words my eyes widened. "But dad..." I tried to protest but he cut off my words. "No buts Avery, whether you like it or not you will marry Henry Sullivan's son. You are not a child anymore so stop acting like one and own up your responsibilities," he said firmly. I looked at him in disbelief. "But Dad I am not ready to marry someone. Besides I am old enough to decide for myself so you can't force me to marry a random stranger," I said with tears forming in the corner of my eyes. I am getting frustrated and I am still a bit tipsy so I am having a hard time controlling my emotions. "You met him when you were ten, remember Isaac? He's your fiance Avery. This wedding was long planned so you can no longer break it," my father said. I looked at him with eyebrows furrowed. "Dad I don't to marry that man. I am not ready to commit." I said doing my best to convince him that this was not the right time for me to get married. "I am not asking for your opinion, Avery. You will marry Isaac," he said with gritted teeth getting frustrated with the way I was acting but I sarcastically smiled and then shook my head firmly. "You can't force me to do something I don't want to do Dad," I firmly uttered. "Then I will f*****g disown you, Avery. Disobey me and see will it gets you," he threatened. I looked at my father intently then closed my fist tightly. Tears cascaded down my face because of anger and frustration. When I can no longer stomach looking at his face I walk out and run towards my room. I heard my mother calling me but I ignored her and locked myself instead of talking to any of them. I curled up on my bed and let myself cry. After a while, I heard soft knocks outside. "Avery," upon hearing my mother's voice it triggers my tears even more. "I know this is hard for you but please understand your father's decision. He is doing this for you, Avery," she said convincing me to understand their unreasonable decision. "He is doing this to control me, Mom. He is doing this because he is selfish and all he cares about is himself," I said out of frustration not minding whether my father will hear me or not. "Aren't you the same Avery?" my mother asked and that question made me fall silent. I thought my mother would take my side but it turns out no one understands me. "All your life you have been doing things that please you and we didn't stop you, Avery, so don't you dare call your father selfish because it's you, Avery. If you even have an inch of respect for me and your father, show up to that dinner and marry Henry's son," she said and after that, I heard her footsteps walking away. I spent the night crying so when I woke up the next morning I called, Irine, my manager and told her that I couldn't come to work. Irene got mad at me since my schedule was full today but she didn't have any choice and cancelled everything. After calling Irine I headed towards my bathroom and took a quick shower to freshen up. When I am done I stare at myself in the mirror and my eyes are all puffy. I let out a deep breath as I stared at my reflection. "Maam Avery," I heard Mary calling my name so I stood up and headed towards my door. Upon opening the door I saw Mary. She stared at my face intently and I already knew why. "Are you okay Ma'am?" she carefully asked. I simply smiled at her and then nodded my head. "Why?" I asked. "Your Mom wants you to come down and join them for breakfast," she politely uttered so I simply nodded my head and stepped out of my room. Mary and I walked towards the kitchen and the moment I stepped in my eyesight was directed to my father who was holding a newspaper while sipping on his coffee. I swallowed hard and walked towards him. I kissed him on the cheeks like I usually do. "Good morning Dad," I greeted but he ignored me so I walked towards my mother who was eating her food quietly. I kissed my mother on the cheeks. "Good morning Mom," I greeted. My mother looked at me intently. "Fix yourself, we have an important dinner to attend," she said so I simply nodded my head and occupied the seat beside her. I took a piece of toast and egg but before I could even have a bite my father spoke. "I want you to be on your best behaviour Avery. Humiliate me in front of the Sullivan's and I won't hesitate to take everything from you," he said while looking at me directly in the eyes. I let out a deep breath and then nod my head. "Yes Dad," I said like a helpless child who can't do anything.