Stranded | Enemies to Forbidden Lovers ✔️

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

The luxury yacht averts my gaze. The already gigantic yacht becomes larger as our driver takes us closer to the docks. How idiotic for him to rent something so extravagant for tonight. This latest spending endeavor will surely make my mother freeze his credit cards again or maybe he stole hers for tonight. I won't put it past him, whatever it takes for a new client.

My father doesn't understand the concept of a simple dinner at Lucia's.

That would have surely sufficed as a perfect meeting spot for tonight. Great food, nice ambiance, and close to home too.

Yet, my overzealous father wants his newest investors to be pampered with the highest quality bullshit he can think of. It's idiotic if you ask me but, I know what he's doing, he's done this sort of thing since I was a child. It's the Edwards' way, give them a taste of wealth, and promise them more if they decide to sign.

It's a genius idea, that has worked too many times that I care to count. My great-grandfather, bless his evil heart, has stuck by this plan. He passed it down to son to son and now daughter. A plan that I have chosen to ignore due to how morally wrong it is. The plan is filled with lies and falsehood that seems to always work.

Like clock-work, my father makes billions, while I on the other hand decide to continue my engineering studies at home.

The thought that I, Alice Edwards will soon be a civil engineer who will one day rebuild parts of the world in a greener more affordable place for everyone. So, of course, to achieve this dream, I have to stay home and stress myself out with five cups of coffee and an equal amount of textbooks.

Yet, tonight my father decided that I shouldn't do what I'm passionate about. No, I'm needed here. I have no idea why, of course. He usually can convince some poor sap on his own so it makes no sense as to why I am here. Why am I here wearing a tight-fitting dress that my pear-shape body can bearly squeeze into? I imagine it's not for swimming, so that leaves only one reason as to why I am here.

To butter up his newest clients.

But, no. There's no way my father would do that. What father would do that to his daughter? Not, my father, the kind understanding father that made our butler take care of me since the moment I emerged in this world. Not the father who often comments on my studies. Or the father that tried to set me up with Jace Morte, a young millionaire with no aspirations or any true wants in life just so he could acquire stocks with his family hotel.

I clench my necklace and look at my father. He tightens his tie and runs a hand through his hair. "Alice, thank you for doing this for daddy," my father suddenly says as our driver stops the all-black car.

I remain silent, I refuse to acknowledge my father tonight. He's dragged me to a foreign country to meet with strange men. Men, that will question me or attempt to look down my dress.

The driver leaves the driver's, and hurries to my side, opening the door for me. I would rather have had Eobard take us. His quick rebuttals to my father's snide remarks he makes towards me would have brought a smile to my face. Sadly enough, Eobard's son is expecting his first child soon so leaving the country is out of the question.

I am happy for Eobard, but I do feel lonely when he's not by my side. The driver takes my hand, as I get out of the car. My six-inch heels touch the ground, and I instantly feel a jolt of pain at the bottom of my foot.

Eobard would have packed me a pair of flats in the glove compartment for times like this due to me always forgetting to do and then quickly remembering once I take my first step. I straighten my dress and continue to remain silent as we're escorted onto the yacht.