Victor thought everything was behind him now that his abusive controlling father has passed away, but what happens when he finds out that in order to receive his inheritance, property, everything, he has to agree to the stipulations his father has i...
"What in the world?" Esme asked herself as she looked at her computer screen. She picked up her phone and made a call. "Hello Mr. Johnson, this is Esme Graves. I'm looking at my computer and I am confused about something."
"Yes, Miss Graves, what can I help you with?" Mr. Johnson asked as he logged into her account. "What are you confused about?"
"Well, I got on so I could pay all the bills but it's showing that everything for all the companies is already paid," She tried to explain. "I know I haven't paid them because the money isn't taken out of the account yet. I'm confused on how they are paid already."
"Your husbands have paid for everything," he said after he typed away for a few seconds. "In fact, they notified me to have everything taken out of their accounts automatically and they also requested to contact your businesses so if there is anything they need your husbands would like to take care of it for you."
"What?" She asked confused and shocked. "No, that's not possible," She whispered as she tried to absorb the information. "No, please Mr. Johnson, send the money back and take it out of my account. There must be some sort of mistake. Please, just reverse it and let me know when it is done so I can take care of everything."
"I'm sorry Miss Graves, I mean Mrs. Morgan—"
"It's Miss Graves," Esme shook her head.
"I'm sorry but Mr. Morgan sent me a copy of the wedding certificate," Mr. Johnson continued, "they strictly forbade to return the money if you tried to protest and honestly they scare me. I mean there are fourteen of them. You did marry the prince of Russia as well Miss and everyone knows how terrifying he and his father are. I can't return the money, I'm sorry."
"Ok," Esme sighed, "How about this? Can you—"
(Meanwhile)
"Huh," Corey said as his phone binged a notification.
"What?" Kota and Victor asked at the same time.
"Countess Esme's bank account has changed," Corey said as he walked over to his laptop and started typing away.
Kota walked over and looked over his shoulder. Corey pointed to something causing Kota to start chuckling. "Apparently Countess Esme wasn't too happy with your present Vic. She certainly has a bit of independent streak in her."
"What do you mean?" Victor asked as he set the childhood picture down on the table to focus on what they were talking about.
"She went into her account and cancelled transactions from you card. She then put the money that you transferred over into the donations account and paid all the bills herself. She is in the process of trying to remove you from the account and block any of us being added or our cards being added. She is feisty, I like it."
"Find another way," Victor said as he picked up the photo again. "I don't want her to worry about anything happening to those places."
"Still don't remember her?" Owen asked and Victor shook his head.
"She looks so familiar in this photo but I can't be for sure. I feel I should know her, like I do know her but I just can't place her." Victor sighed in frustration, "Is it weird that I'm more pissed that I didn't know about the arranged marriage solely for the fact that I lost who knows how many years getting to know her than I am about actually having an arranged marriage?"
"Well, now's your chance to get to know her," Luke said sitting next to him.
"And how exactly is that going to work when she refuses to meet us?" Victor asked curiously.
(A week later)
Hearing a sudden commotion Esme looked up from where she was preparing food and wiped her hands on the dish towel right beside her. She hurried to the front door blowing the strand of brown hair that slipped out of her pony tail out of her face she opened the door to see a large white lion and lioness growling at a large group of men that were frozen at the end of her driveway.
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"Osiris, Shiva," She said softly as she walked out onto the porch. The lion and lioness sat but kept their eyes on the strangers while growling.
"Nice names," one of the men said smirking then shut up when the lion dropped his growl making it even more menacing.
"Can I help you, Gentlemen?" She asked politely while internally panicking as she instantly recognized them.
