บททั้งหมดของ A Marriage of Convenience: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

“Are you sure about this?” Shawn pinned me with a look that said he’d lock his doors and leave James standing in the elevator if I asked.“You probably think I’m stupid,” I shook my head, a dull throbbing beginning against my temple.Shawn looked as if I’d smacked him, “Rosie,” he stepped closer to me, and like a gravitational pull, my face lifted to look into his eyes. “You are a hopeless romantic and the most stubborn person I’ve ever met. Possibly the most stubborn person in the world,” we shared a collective laugh, “But that doesn’t make you stupid.”“I feel pathetic,” I shook my head, the damp strands of my hair clumping together, “I don’t want to be anyone’s second choice, and yet I find myself in this vicious cycle with James.”“You should never be a second choice, and if that’s how you feel with James,” Shawn looked up at the ceiling, calculating his words, “Then he’s not right for you Rosie.”The elevator pinged, alerting us that James was here, and a trickle of fear slithere

Twenty-four fucking hours she’s been gone.And I’ve been watching her location, so I know she’s still at Shawn’s apartment, which makes my blood boil.‘Might I remind you of my offer,’ Onyx adds unhelpfully.‘No, you may fucking not,’ I snap, ‘While I’ve considered it more times that you might believe. It’s not an option.’He doesn’t understand.Rosalind would hate us if we hurt him, and the last thing I need right now is for her to have any more reason to push us away.I need her like I need oxygen. Every second that passes without knowing that she’s still mine makes my chest feel like it’s going to explode.My phone rings, and I snatched it up without looking at the caller ID, “Baby,” I whisper, but my relief is short lived, “Mr. Wood,” my assistant speaks nervously, “I have Jeremy Red in the lobby asking for a meeting with you. Do you want me to send him away?” there is a pause, “I see that you have your schedule blacked out for today.”The muscles in my jaw are set tight, and my t

Shawn doesn’t mention the kiss, or my rejection.I’m still reeling from feeling his lips on mine. I have wanted that kiss for so many years. So many years I dreamt of how his lips would feel on mine, but now that it finally happened…. I feel dirty because of it.I’m married.The sound of Shawn’s phone startles me, and I drop mine to the floor.“Mr. Red,” Shawn starts, before letting out a soft laugh, “Jeremy. You know I’ll never get used to that.”I hear the booming sound of my father’s laughter on the other end of the receiver, and a fresh wave of hurt washes over me.My father and I have been close my entire life. Every time mom would put me down, dad would pick up the pieces, and yet I find his action unforgivable.He treated me as if I’d made up the pills in my head. And at the time, I’d thought maybe he was right. Maybe I had just taken too many ibuprofens, or mom was feeding me the newest diet fad pill.All of those theories came crashing down the moment I opened that safe, repl

Time stands eerily still as my vision tunnels on my father’s face.I feel the warmth of Shawn’s hand gripping mine beneath the table. I think he’s talking, but I can’t make out what he’s saying.Everything outside of my father’s face feels like a blur.“What did you say?”My voice sounds foreign, and I blink rapidly, hoping that I’m just in some dream where I’ll wake up, and this entire moment will have just been some horrifying nightmare.“I’m sorry, Rosa,” my father’s mouth moves, and I focus on reading his lips because sounds still aren’t registering properly, “Marina Norconia is your half-sister.”“I…” I turn my head towards Shawn, whose eyes shimmer with concern. “I don’t understand. She…” I swallow down what feels like thick sand in my throat, “Marina is my sister.”I want to run and vomit into the nearest trash can, but I’m not sure my legs would move if I tried.Everything that I’ve known my entire life truly was a lie.I thought finding out that I was a supernatural being was

My head swims with pain and confusion. I’m slumped over, I know that much, but I can’t find the strength to open my eyes or lift my head. Each time I try to circle back to how I ended up like this, it’s empty. My shoulders ache, but I can’t move my arms to relieve the pain, and my leg is damp and throbbing. “Rosa,” Shawn croaks out, and I force my eyes open, wincing when a flickering light in the far corner assaults my eyes. Forcing my head from side to side, I don’t see him, “Shawn, where….”His fingers brush against mine, and I realize in that moment that I’m tied to something. A pole most likely, given the cool metal against my wrists. “Are you okay?” his voice is gravelly, and I hear the wince he tries to hide. “My head is killing me, and I think my stitches busted. You sound like you’re in pain.”Shawn lets out a low chuckle, coughing as the noise slips from his lips, and I realize what a stupid question that was. A tear-filled smile pulls on my lips, “Okay, I get that was