Married To Money

Married To Money

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I felt his presences in the room before I noticed him. He walked into the room gracefully and sat down opposite me. “Hello Stella.” His voice sounding like delicate, smooth and rich caramel. “Mr. Pierson” I greeted. Throughout the dinner I felt his beautiful emerald green eyes staring at me, making me want to look up and question him as to why he was doing so. But within half an hour I was running out of my family home chasing one of my friends who was fuming with anger. My friend and I had found out that Mr Pierson was at my house for dinner because we were both being informed of our arranged marriage. Great. “Keep this in mind Stella, I DO NOT like sharing what’s mine.” Stella Hartman, a strong willed and in depended women who wanted a simple life, but of course that didn't happen, with in Three years since leaving high school, Stella and has felt more pain and loss compared to most Thirty year Old’s. But when you begin with a dysfunctional family, add two best friends, subtract a friend, add a bi-polar husband, divide by pain, loss and suffering, what’s left in the end is Stella’s Life. Cover to the side --------------> Made by Enchanting Soul Trailer to the Side -------------> Made by Laura__1 ©Copyright 2014
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Hate War

His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.

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