Chapter 2
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Standing at the top of the staircase, a man dressed in a black tuxedo stood with his hands akimbo. A smirk played on his lips.
"Young Master, why are you standing there? Please come in, I miss you already." A voice said in the empty. The man smiled one last time before turning and disappearing into the distance.
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The journey to her new home felt like hell, it was painstakingly slow and tendinous. The air inside the car was stifling and it was an awkward moment. Ariel felt the need to move seats but she could not, as a bribe she had to sit with her husband.
Casting her gaze to her husband, he was on his laptop typing furiously. His fingers were long and fair, beautiful, they stood out perfectly well from his body. His fingers weren't the only outstanding thing about his body though.
His eyes, she had not noticed it before but his eyes were brown. It looked like a golden brown, if there was anything like that, Ariel thought to herself. His skin was fair and attractive, and not only that he had a cool aura around him too.
Ariel was so lost in checking her new husband out that she failed to realize he was gazing back at her.
Alan stared at the woman behind the veil, although her veil obstructed his view he could still feel the nervousness and tension in her body. He had noticed it earlier too when she was walking to the altar with her father beside her.
She was nervous and he had caught her rubbing her fingers nervously. This was the famous superstar in the city if he was right but then she didn't look anything like her.
He found Maria Edgar disgusting, the fake smile she had on TV hidden behind, her eyes were always filled with contempt most of the time. He could discern people's intentions even from afar.
Staring at the petite figure of the woman he was married to, he already had an idea of who she was. The hidden daughter of Edgar. The daughter lived in the countryside for years only to return a few years ago.
Alan brought himself out of his thoughts, he didn't have time to ponder on that now. He would do that later, for now, he had other important things. Clearing his throat, he got the attention of his bride. His eyes pierced into hers and he watched how she quickly looked away.
Ariel scolded herself, she could not believe she had gotten herself lost in him… Clearing her throat, Ariel focused her attention on the road.
Alan threw his bride a side gaze before returning his attention to his laptop. In a moment, the car swirled towards one side of the room.
Alan's eyes turned cold, even today they decided not to give him a break. "Go head on, do not falter."
Ariel turned around wondering if he was talking to her only to see the driver nod, "What's going on?" Ariel asked taking notice of the sudden change in the air.
Alan's expression remained cold, his eyes remained on the road. Suddenly he turned around with his upper body and with his hands, he pulled Ariel into his embrace.
Everything turned dark, total darkness even before Ariel could make sense of everything. Ariel woke up finding herself on the bed, she sat up drowsily wiping her face, and her eyes ran around the room for a moment.
Her head turned to stare around her, she could not understand how she ended up on the bed. One moment they were on the road and then after that, she couldn't remember what happened.
"Young Mistress, how do you feel?" A woman asked walking into the room, she placed a glass of juice on the table beside Ariel, her lips curled into a smile.
Ariel raised her eyes and they fell on the woman, "Who are you? Where is this?" Ariel questioned staring at the woman warily, a sense of danger overcrowding her.
The woman burst out laughing, she sat on the bed and took out her ID from her pants. "Here you go. My name is Stella, head doctor of this villa."
"By the way, you are in Apple's Villa. This villa belongs to your husband, Second young master Louis." Stella explained with a smile. Her short brown hair danced on her shoulders.
The sense of urgency in Ariel dropped a bit, she mouthed an 'oh' and nodded her head. "So how are you feeling young Mistress? Do you feel sore anywhere?" Stella questioned, although she had done a check-up on the lady and found that everything was okay.
"Ermmmmm I'm fine, except my foot. I feel sore on my foot, I think maybe the heels I wore." Ariel answered bringing her legs out of the bed cover.
Stella couldn't help but laugh, she was talking about something so serious but the young lady was just talking about her legs.
She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted, "Stella prepare an ointment for her legs."
Ariel raised her head, and her gaze fell on the man sitting in the wheelchair, the wheelchair slowly rolled on the ground till it arrived beside the bed.
"Yes, Young Master," Stella answered, stinking out her tongue as she walked out of the room.
Ariel was quick to stand up from the bed, she stood in front of her husband. It was then she realized that her veil was gone and no longer with her.
"Ariel Edgar, second daughter of Edgar. Lived in the countryside for years, and returned to the city a few years ago. Useless according to the news, clumsy and easy to bully." Alan muttered like he was reciting a recitation given to him.
Ariel stifled, her eyes turned nervous, and her heartbeats accelerated too. She fell back on the bed, sitting with her hand balled into a tight fist, she clenched the bed sheet hard.
"You! You! Please Don't be angry with Dad, he only did this because my sister doesn't want to get married to you so he sent me instead."
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