HIS POSSESSION: LOOK, LIE AND LOVE

CHAPTER FOUR: SEEMS PEOPLE AREN'T FOND OF HIM AND THAT'S...BAD NEWS

Freya watched herself being dragged around during the entire event. It was almost like she attended a stranger's wedding .

First, she was forced to get married . Second, it was supposed to be an old man. Third, it became a young man, a cold , unfeeling man at that. Fourth, her sister was looking aloof like her plans got messed up. Her mother was also being overly kind and that…..is ... ..so messed up .

But what was even messed up was the fact that she was the one married. Not her sister or her mother but her .

“ Miss , the boss is waiting in the car , the wedding is over , we need to take the night flight to New York” Mr Rogers said.

Freya was snapped out of her daze , her eyes scanning the entire room.

Her eyes widened the next second , everyone was gone , it was just her , her mother and sister with the man in front of her . Wait ! Did she just daze through the entire occasion, she was the bride but she didn't feel like one .

There was nothing special, no groom’s parent, no romantic gestures like normal weddings . Her heart clenched and she just forced a smile .

Astrid stepped closer with a pretentious smile” You will be going to New York now , be a good girl and remember why you got married”

A sour taste spread across Freya's tougue as she stared at her mother , so there was a reason she got married?? For Allison ? She had to abandon her entire life , her hopes , her dreams , her friends , just so that she could live with a stranger and support Allison ?

She pressed a slight smile , her eyes dense. “ Goodbye mom” Freya said, walking away, her heels echoing throughout the room as they collided with the marble floor . She felt her life slipping , her entire dreams crashing.

She didn't know where she was going, she didn't know how to feel. In the entire history of forced marriages , have all mothers been this cruel to their daughters ?

She was unaware of the figure standing right in front of her . Her mind was elsewhere but she maintained her steps , walking like she knew where she was going . Her body collided with a figure , a frown settling on her face as she immediately looked up .

Freya's breath caught, her eyes boring deep into the amber eyes before her. It shone brightly under the night sky and his broad chest gave her an eerie sense of security.

Zarek's expression changed to amusement, “ little girl, you seem to like your husband, hm?”

Freya's brows furrowed as she immediately backed away , her heels tangled with each other, her entire weight dropping backwards . Time seemed to slow down as Freya tried to grab onto something to prevent the fall but it was too late , she was going to have a massive fall. Just then a strong arm held onto her and yanked her up .

“ quite a good damsel in distress, little girl , aren't you scared?” Zarek asked , his voice laced with a tinge of amusement and interest

Freya snapped her closed eyes open, “ first , I'm not a little girl and second, I'm no damsel in distress . I'm just a girl who has no intention of being with you !” She barked , snatching her arms away from him in brute force .

Mr Rogers eyes widened in shock , did she just yell at the boss ? Oh God , did she want to die ?

Zarek's gaze locked onto her , almost boring the life out of her . His lips pressed into a thin line

“ Rogers let's go” he dropped , his voice low and detached

Freya gritted her teeth. Her hands slowly clench her dress . Only she knew how badly she wanted to snap this dress into two. But that would mean riding back to wherever it may be ... .naked!

She found her way into the car , her gaze wandering out the window , was her mother still inside with Allison ? Why haven't they left yet ? Will they miss her?

A bitter smile spread across her lips, miss her ? Tsk! Her mother must be elated that she finally got rid of her . She was such a burden and now she was out, anyone would be happy !

She slowly looked at the man beside her , for some reason, she didn't feel tense around him unlike what she expected. She only felt anger , anger that she was forced , anger that she was bought. Who the hell did he think he was for taking her away , severing her from her friends and dreams ?!

Although she was incapable of hurting someone , she could only promise herself one thing . Never to fall in love foolishly.

A man who can wed someone he doesn't know , someone he hasn't met and even to the extent of forcing them , he is not to be trusted and he is not to be loved.

A man whose parents didn't show up , it only means that people aren't that fond of him and that …is ..bad news !

While the car was speeding along the way , Astrid and Allison were back at the venue. Allison threw a glass vase to the wall. It shattered into pieces but that didn't bring her peace . She searched for another vase or glass to shatter but she had already destroyed all .

She walked towards her mother , her eyes red with grief, “ you favour Freya more than me , how …how could you let her marry him, he is supposed to be mine !” She barked , her eyes welling up with unshed tears .

Astrid smacked her tongue together , walking closer to her daughter , “ calm down, Freya might have won this time but trust me , I still have a way of controlling her, do you understand? Calm down” she said.

Allison’s gaze flickered with unseen disaster , “ the only way is to send me to New York, you have to send me to New York , I can't stay here !”

Astrid sighed , her shoulders sagging in defeat, she also wanted her beloved daughter to marry such a man. She had thought that the old man would be marrying Freya, who would have thought he was a butler instead. Humph! Even though the marriage happened , a divorce could happen as well !

“ Fine , let's pack our bags , why don't we give her a surprise visit even before she settles in?” Astrid said , a sly smile curving on her lips