Forced Marriage To The Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 7

AUTHOR'S POV

Sara sighed for the nth time. She did not want to do this. She did not want to go to that Asshole's room so early in the morning and then ruin her mood.

" What other option do you have Sara? You need clothes. " She murmured to herself sarcastically as she sat on the bed and stared at the wall in front of her blankly.

She could not sleep last night. She could not even bring herself to lay down and rest for a while. Her eyes were burning. Her body was aching badly.

But she did not care.

Suddenly, her phone dinged with notification of a message. Her hand went to grab it and she brought it in front of her face to see who it was so early in the morning. It was only seven in the morning for Heaven's sake.

' I fixed the meeting with his PA first thing in the morning. You know he is my friend Ma'am. President Gabriel will meet you at Paradise hotel at 7 in the evening in room number 578. I asked the PA to keep everything confidential as of now that's why they booked a private room. Be careful Ma'am. You know the rest. '

She read the text and exhaled heavily through her nose. That was what she lacked!

Meeting that old geezer in a room where there was going to be no one except for her and him. There would be no one to save her if things go astray.

" From when do you need someone to save you Sara?! " She scolded myself in a loud voice and dropped the phone on the bed beside her.

She was the grand-daughter of the great Lexington family. He would think a few times before doing something wrong to her. And what if he already knew about her fallen position? Sara gulped thinking about the possibilty.

If he knew that Grandfather Magnus did not favor her anymore then...

She would take matters in her own hands. She was Sara. She could save herself on her own. She was strong enough to deal with everything. All alone...

Just like she had been doing for her whole life.

But this did not help reduce the fear. Fear of something horrible happening to her. Shaking her head, Sara got up from the bed and started walking to the door of the room.

First thing first, she needed to get her clothes from the room where Silas was definitely sleeping. That good-for-nothing so-called husband did not have anything to do except for lazying around. And now when Grandfather Magnus was going to give him allowance and provide him with all the luxury, he was going to enjoy his life. He would get high on this newly acquired power. He was going to enjoy it so much and then...

Everything was going to come crashing down on his thick head.

Everything came with a prize. He would pay the prize too. Just like her mother did. Just Like she did. Just like her Father did.

Just like them...

Silas will pay a heavy prize too.

And then he will think that it would have been better if he never craved for this life.

Sara could not wait to see that kind of lifeless look in his eyes when he will realize that he ruined his life with his own hands.

Lost in thoughts, Sara did not know when she came out of her room and stopped in front of the white door to his room. It was his room when it was supposed to be their's.

Standing outside the door, Sara wondered what it would have been like if she truly got married. Married to a man who cared about her - about Sara. Only Sara...

Not the money that came with her.

But, fate had something else in store for her. Even if she dreamed sometimes about a life where she was loved by everyone, she knew it was never possible.

Even if she would have gotten married with her own choice, she was going to marry someone who was Powerful so she could use his power to climb the succession ladder.

She had only one goal in life. Just one single goal.

Inherit Lexington Group of Companies.

Nothing else mattered to her for a long time now.

Heaving a heavy breath, Sara shook all thought off her mind. Those thoughts were making her feel sad all over again. She felt hunrgy. The desire to stuff her stomach to the brim was slowly taking over her once more.

She turned the door knob hoping it was open and fortunately it was not locked. Sighing in relief, she pushed the door open making the least sound possible.

She planned on taking some of her clothes and leaving silently. She did not want to see his damned face so early in the morning at all.

She peeked inside, her eyes instantly being drawn to the bed where the duvets covered a huge lump. Rolling her eyes, she stepped inside and glared at the lump.

He was sleeping. Peacefully.

After ruining her peace, he was sleeping. Why wouldn't he sleep like this? His journey from Rags to Riches was really successfully.

Sometimes, she wondered if he deliberately approached her that night in the club. Maybe, everything was planned.

The night.

The Media.

The Scandal.

The Marriage.

Everything seemed like a plan to her rational mind but who cared anymore? He was not her problem for a while. She will deal with him but after some time passed. Right now, she had bigger problems to deal with.

Detaching her eyes from the lump on the bed, she marched to the door that lead to the walk-in-closet and then an attached bath.

The glass wardrobes showcased all of her clothes, so it was easy for her to select which dresses she needed to take now. The rest, she would take them later.

Sliding the door open to one of the wardrobe, she raised herself on her tiptoes to grab a dress when something soft came in contact with her torso making her scream loudly.

Abruptly, she turned around to come face to face with a wall. No. Not a wall.

Her eyes glared at the naked inked chest in front of her face before she shut her mouth close and glanced up.

She was about to shout at him for scaring her like this but seeing him so close made her voice disppear.