In the heart of the bustling city, amidst towering skyscrapers and the ceaseless hum of urban life, stood the magnificent headquarters of 'Thornton Screen and Stage', the undisputed pinnacle of the entertainment industry, which was owned and controlled by Alex Thornton. Born into a lineage of affluence and the only child of extraordinarily successful parents and heirs, Alex was the sole heir to a vast fortune; his path was paved with golden opportunities. Yet, despite his privileged upbringing, he possessed an insatiable drive and a relentless pursuit of excellence that propelled him to the forefront of his chosen domain.His company helmed an empire of creativity, where dreams were nurtured and stardom was born. His agency, a beacon of hope for aspiring talents and famous celebrities, wielded an unparalleled influence over the entertainment landscape.He was born into a world of privilege and wealth. His parents, renowned for their entrepreneurial prowess, possessed manufacturing em
"Your mom and I, and her family have made the agreement for years." His dad said."How could you have made the agreement for years without my knowledge, dad?" His emotions were fueled by anger over the news, but he tried to control it from erupting."It is what it is, son. Nothing changes, whether you were aware of the arrangement or not. You just have to wed her. You have no choice but to." The way his father talked with composure and confidence infuriated him."How could he not see anything wrong with this? An arranged marriage for Christ's sake!" He lamented inwardly."Besides, she is beautiful and also a public figure. She will be a good asset to your life due to her influence." His mom cut in for the first time since they started the conversation.He ignored her and furrowed his brows at her instead, because she had never gone against his father's words—not in his presence before."You can both decide to stay in a relationship for months as boyfriend and girlfriend to understand
With the act he put on towards his father, he knew that it wouldn't end there. He knew his father not to back down on anything of his interest until he achieved it. He had resorted to many dirty and illegal practices to secure contracts and deals on numerous occasions, as he discovered during his investigation of the company at his request.One of the reasons he didn't take over the company was because of the secrets and dirty acts he discovered during the investigation. He entered his car, pressed the ignition button, and when he was about to drive out of the mansion, the thoughts of what happened flashed in his mind again."When will this end for God's sake?!" His knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, and his face contorted into a mask of rage. With a grunt, he slammed his fist down on the wheel, then again and again. With each blow, his anger intensified and his frustration mounted.His frustration became palpable as his emotions spilled over, like a dam bursti
Alex's footsteps echoed through the dimly lit hallway as he entered his home on the Friday night of the week, when his parents announced the arranged marriage between him and Isabella.The air felt heavy with an unsettling tension. As he stepped into the living room, his eyes widened in disbelief.Her pictures adorned every available space, transforming the familiar surroundings into an unsettling shrine. The frames hung meticulously, capturing the nooks and crannies of his living room. The room, once a sanctuary, pulsated with a strange energy."What an audacious act." A surge of anger erupted within him as his gaze fixated on the intrusive display. His normally composed demeanor shattered, and his head turned blank, consumed by a fiery rage. The audacity of her act struck him like a thunderbolt.The wall was only filled with a variety of pieces of artwork, and he found it comfortable that way. He didn't know why some persons liked hanging their pictures' frames on the wall because
The persistent ringing of Alex's phone echoed through his throbbing head, piercing the fragile veil of his sleep.Groaning, he fumbled in the dim morning light, his hand searching the cluttered drawer for the phone. The remnants of the hangover from the wild night he had spent with Henry the previous night clung to him like a shadow."It is the weekend, for God's sake! Why can't I have a peaceful morning and night? Can't a guy catch a break on the weekend?" He bemoaned as he stretched his hands to pick up his phone from the drawer beside the bed, while he was still half-awake.His irritation for Isabella from the previous night heightened as he noticed the constrained space on the once-empty drawer as her array of deodorants and cosmetics had encroached upon his territory.He couldn't reconcile himself with the idea of being tethered to her as he cast a disdainful glance at her belongings.A small sense of relief washed over him as he realised she was not beside him. Her absence spare
Isabella was speechless as she saw him leave the house.Although she liked him and wanted him to be hers, the little raging display in her front would have propelled her to pack her things from his house, but she couldn't afford to because of the main reason she agreed to the arranged union.She only hoped she could endure and keep up with her pretence till she achieved her aim.If not for the fact that Alex's employee had been hyped and had looked forward to the mini-party organised to celebrate the agency's latest contract, he wouldn't have attended because he knew the media would be after him due to the video Isabella had posted.He attended the event with his identity concealed.His baseball cap, worn low over his brow, veiled his identity, and the dark aviator sunglasses completed the disguise, with their lenses mirrored and impenetrable. He was a ghost at his own party—the event he poured his heart and soul into to celebrate his success and win.He enjoyed every moment of the e
Alex decided to comply with his father's request by attending the gala."Darling, it seems I'm having difficulty zipping up this dress," Isabella said, approaching him in the living room as they were dressing for the event.Alex wondered if she intentionally did it or not—whether she wanted to seduce him—as she turned her back to him.Indeed, her figure was a beautiful sight, as his gaze trailed over the exposed melanie skin of her back.Temptation threatened to overcome him, urging him to grab her from behind, but he shook off the thought after a nervous gulp.He zipped the dress as she had requested and left the living room.If he had found her attractive, he might have opted for the chauffeur's service, both of them sitting in the back seat, flirting. He resisted the temptation and took the driver's seat instead to distract himself from the temptation.He struggled to control his thoughts, attempting to avoid fantasies of intimate encounters with her, but his sexual arousal seemed
"Won't you ask for the amount I'm willing to pay you for tonight?" Alex smirked immediately after he closed the door behind her."Uhm...I...""Just name your price. I'm willing to pay you anything you desire." He moved close to her, pining her to the wall, as he could hear her pacing breath.As he got closer, he showered her with kisses.Starting from her nape, he skillfully worked his way up to her lips and simultaneously used his hand to caress and circle her backside, but she did not enjoy the moment but rather felt uncomfortable and uneasy. Her discomfort grew with each passing moment as she felt objectified and invaded by his touch. She flinched involuntarily.Seeing his persistence in not giving her a chance to catch her breath, she mustered the courage to push him back gently but firmly, to let him know that she didn't want him to proceed any further, even if it meant cutting the deal off with him.She shifted uncomfortably away from him as her gaze flitted the room as if she