My Heartless husband

"How could you do this to me?" I shouted at my dad. "I am so sorry, Emmy, I owed him a lot of money that I don't have, and he gave me the option for you to marry him." he said, and I could see he was disappointed in himself. I shook my head and started pacing in the living room. "I had plans for my own future, and it did not involve a husband, I am 21 years old!" I shouted again, and my dad looked down. I looked at my dad and shook my head. "I will always hate you for this," I said, walking to my room. I sat on my bed and started crying. Why is my father selling me off to a man 10 years older than me and I don't even know that man? I have never been in a relationship before, and now I have to marry a man I don't know. I must have fallen asleep because I was woken by a knock on my door. "Come in," I said, sitting up. "Emmy, Mister Brooks is here." my dad said, looking at me. I shook my head no and folded my arms. "What does he want?" "Please Emmy, go make yourself pretty and come meet him." my dad half begged me and I took a deep breath to calm myself and stood up, walking to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and I sighed, I started cleaning my face and applying a little bit of make-up, I put on a nice dress and then walked out of my room. I reached the steps and could hear them talking. I took a deep breath to calm myself again and started climbing down the stairs. I reached the living room and there he was the man I was going to marry. His eyes locked with mine, and he smiled and stood up. I walked deeper into the living room and my dad introduced us. "Emmy, this is Mister Brooks, Mister Brooks, this is Emmy, my lovely daughter." I put on a small smile, and he took my hand, kissing it. "It's a pleasure to meet you Emmy." he said, "Nice to meet you too Mister Brooks." I say and he shakes his head. "Its Noah please." I just nod and sat down. He sat next to me on the sofa and I listened to him and my dad discussing everything like I was not there. I look at Noah and I must admit he is a sexy man, he has dark brown hair and blue eyes, if he smiles he has cute dimples and I can see he spends a lot of time in the gym because he is built. The suit looks good on him. "Emmy?" Noah pulls me out of thought. "Sorry what?" I asked, looking up at him. He smiled and said," I want to get married on Friday. Is that okay with you?" he asked, and I started frowning, biting my lip." Do I have a choice? "I asked, looking at him, "Don't be rude, Emmy." My dad said and I looked down again. " Its alright Arthur" Noah said to my dad and stands up. We walked to the door with him, and he turned to me and I looked up at him. " I will send someone over with dresses and flowers so that you can decide what you want, invite whoever you want. I don't care, but I know one thing, Emmy. We will be married on Friday and you will become my wife. Your father made a deal, and I am a man big on deals" He waved to someone to come closer, and it was another man. "This is Jerome, he will be your bodyguard from now on, and he will be with you to make sure you don't back out before Friday." I look up at him in disbelieve, who does this man think he is? "I don't need a babysitter." I say angry at him. "I didn't ask" he says walking to a car and got in. I rolled my eyes at the bodyguard and stormed to my room. I hate my life. I did not want to talk to anyone, especially my father. It is times like this I wish my mum was still alive. She would have stopped this. I know she would have. My dad was a gambler, and he had a lot of gambling debt. At least I am worth something, I guess, even if it is some debt money. The rest of the week went by very fast. On Wednesday, a few people came to the house with flower arrangements and wedding dresses and I just chose because I knew I had to not because I wanted to. I did not tell any of my friends about this so-called wedding because I do not plan on staying at it long. On Thursday evening, I was sitting on my phone when I got a message from Noah. I frowned, wondering where he gor my number. I opened and read the message. "Hope you are not too nervous about tomorrow, all is arranged, have a good night Emmy." I rolled my eyes and I didn't reply. I lay back on my bed and looked around my room. I will miss my room. Everything is packed away and the stuff I wanted to take with me is already at the house I will be staying at as Misses Brooks. I finally fell asleep and the next morning I woke up, and I felt so sad and nervous on the inside. I went downstairs and my dad was making breakfast. "Come Emmy, I made pancakes." He said, and I went to sit down. We did not talk and when I was done, I looked at my house one last time and walked out the door with Jerome, going to get married to a man I didn't know. We arrived at a beautiful house and I frowned." Is this where I will get married?" I asked Jerome and he nodded. I was disappointed because I wanted to get married in a church. I got out and Jerome showed me where I needed to be to get dressed. I got into the room and started getting dressed. I was sad because this is not the way anyone should be spending their wedding day, there should be bridesmaids standing ready to fix a hair out of place, a mother giving advice and a father ready to walk his daughter down the aisle. A tear slipped down my cheek and I wiped it away. Get a grip, Emmy, you will get through this, I told myself, looking in the mirror. I looked beautiful. I took the veil and pinned it to my hair and when I was done I took the flowers and there was a knock on the door. It was Jerome telling me they were ready for me and I nodded, looking at myself in the mirror one last time. My father is not coming. I told him I did not want him to be here and that this was not a real wedding anyway. He was disappointed, but he understood, he knew I was still mad at him. I stood behind big white doors taking deep breaths. I was nervous, and then I heard the wedding music and the doors open. I saw the man that was going to become my husband and I looked down. I can't look at him. If he had a heart he would never have agreed to this. I was standing in front of him and I saw there were a lot of family and friends at his side and at my side was no one, just Jerome. I looked at the priest, and I was nervous, then he began. .