Billionaire's First Mistake

Terrifying Choice

Chapter 5

Aisling POV

"Brother?" I repeated slowly, my forehead creased.

"What the hell are you doing here!" Amos yelled, his jaw ticking. It was the first time I had seen a man looking anything but smug and self-assured.

"I should be asking you that question," the stranger’s mouth curved into a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, "What are you doing in my wife's house?"

Blood rushed to my head at that very instant and I felt dizzy all of a sudden. “Wife? Was Tina married to this man?” I thought, we both live together in this house, and she hadn’t met with the man I was with last night, so it was quite possible. “But why was I just knowing this if that was the case.”

"Aisling, come here." The blue stranger's eye glanced at me as he beckoned me to come to his side.

Alarm bells rang in my head. “How did he know my name? I can’t remember telling him that.” Several thoughts ran through my mind at that moment all at the same time. Then I snapped.

"Can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on?"

"Language," Mr. Blue's eyes chided, and my mouth dropped open as I stared at his warning gaze.

“Was he for real?” I muttered under my breath.

"What's going on, here, Aisling? How do you know this man?" My uncle thundered, a vein pulsing in his head.

"Your niece and I got married in Vegas last night." The tall figure who had taken me into another world the previous night said, thrusting the room into shocked silence for a charged second.

"I didn't marry you!" I spat out.

"Impossible," my uncle snapped at the same time.

"You bastard!" Amos, the shortest of all, roared.

The room was thrown into chaos as our voices overlapped, while I was desperately denying being married and the men behind me threatening me.

The whole time, the man who was the cause of the ruckus just stood there looking bored.

"What evidence do you have?" Uncle Daniel finally roared, leading us forward.

The man scoffed, "Isn't the ring on her finger enough evidence?"

As one, all eyes, including mine, fell to my left hand. I let out a gasp of dismay as I noticed the plain golden ring on my finger for the first time. In the midst of all the chaos earlier this morning, I had failed to take note of it, neither were Tina and Dexter. Instinctively, I immediately tried to slip it off.

"I wouldn't if I were you," he warned.

"What's the meaning of this nonsense, Aisling?" The man I was supposed to be signing my freedom away to today barked, his face was pulled into a fierce glower, "You know the consequences of your actions."

"I swear I didn't…." I tried to defend myself, but with the look my supposed fiancé and uncle were giving me, I knew they didn’t believe me.

"Your signature is on the marriage license," My blue-eyed stranger held up a sheet of paper and my uncle rushed forward to snatch it, his face was getting harder and fierce as his eyes scanned through it.

"What have you done, you b***h!" My uncle raised his hand and I flinched, prepared to feel the sting of his palm against my cheek, but the taller man immediately caught his hand in the air.

For the first time since he had stepped into my apartment, he gave a livid look which was in contrast to the blank expression he had all this while.

"Touch my wife, and you'll lose that hand, her uncle or not." He snared, which surprised me, and I bet everyone in the room was as stunned as I was.

"H-how did this happen?" I choked out trembling in fear as I was feeling my mother's life slip through my fingers like sand.

“Oh God. No.” I felt more thread at the thought. My mum was my life and the only hope I had to get through all the trouble I might face.

My mother was going to die, and it was going to be my fault. Because I had let myself be charmed into this psychopath's bed.

"We were both drunk…" My worst nightmare began to speak again. And then I realized something as it clicked in my mind.

"Oh my God, you drugged me," I shrieked, remembering the glass he had sent me through the waiter. No wonder my head had been feeling sore this morning. "You knew who I was at that club, and you drugged me and made me marry you! These documents aren't legal. You can't make me marry you. I'll have you arrested!" I felt a rush of emotion rush toward me.

"You can try," he shrugged, "But I'm warning you that you won't like to go up against me."

"I want a divorce," I gritted out, but looking at the look he was giving me, I lost all confidence I had within me. "Am I not allowed to get one?" I stammered unwillingly.

"You are," he said calmly, "But you signed a contract that if you tried to divorce me within one year of our marriage, I'll be compensated with a six-million-dollar settlement."

I staggered back, "Wha… Wh-yyy- No! That contract will never hold up in a law court."

"Red, one thing you have to know about me is that I am above the law."

Who was this man? What gave him the audacity to do all of these? Why had I never heard about Amos having a brother either? They looked nothing alike.

How was this even my life? I questioned myself.

Behind me, Amos snorted, "that's nothing. I'll pay it off, and we can go ahead with our marriage plans. As usual, Caspian, you didn't think deeply and hard enough about your little bride snatching scheme."

So the blue-eyed stranger's name is Caspian. While I was thinking of this, I felt Caspian gaze on me, narrowing deep into my soul. "It's your choice now…."

"I want a divorce," I didn't have a choice in any of this. My mother's life was the only option here.

"My name is Caspian Linwood and I have your mother." He finally formally introduced himself.

My head snapped so sharply towards him that I feared I'd break my neck at the mention of my mother. "You have her?" I asked to confirm I had heard right.

"He's deceiving you!" Amos yelled, "Your mother is somewhere that only me can find her, and you know what that means."

"Avenue and White facility. Isn’t that the place you held her mother in?" The man who I now knew as Caspian asked, shocking Amos into stunned silence.

The way Amos' mouth was slightly agape, at a loss for words, I was going to guess that his brother was right.

"What do you want in return for her?" I asked Caspian boldly.

His face hardened into granite, "I'm not that kind of monster, Red. I'm not going to hold your mother captive to make you do anything."

"S-so I'm free to go?" I asked him with a light of hope within. "I'm free to divorce you and leave."

"Yes. As long as you pay the separation settlement," he said coldly. "Oh and one more thing, Red. We can't begin the divorce proceedings until I'm sure that you're not carrying my child."

I froze at the mention of carrying his child. I instantly regretted being drawn into his web last night without any sanity to protect myself from any consequence such as this.

That bastard! He had planned everything so perfectly. At that moment, I hated him more than I hated the other two men in the room combined.

Caspian was supposed to have been the choice I made for myself. My slice of freedom. A bit of an escape. But our magical night together was now tainted by the knowledge that he had manipulated our entire meeting.

"Will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

I was going to use this man to destroy Amos and my uncle, and then I was going to burn him and the rest of this marriage to the ground.

"Yes," I replied.

Caspian's first mistake was thinking he could use me, but I was going to make it his last.