The KING'S Sweetheart
K. Jarsdell · Completed · 82.1k Words
Introduction
She has to marry him and be his wife and in exchange he will give her a shelter and her brother's medical fee's.. She agreed for the sake of her brother and stepped into his world where lots of unknown dangers were waiting for her!! But, when the truth revealed, he turned out someone beyond her imaginations and her identity changed dramatically!! Yet, he won't not let her go!! Because, they have been vowed to be together till the end.....
Chapter 1
Victoria was seating stunned, on the dirty couch in her match box size apartment.. She just couldn't believe what just happened few seconds ago!!
.......
Flashback started...
"Go to sleep baby.. I am massaging your head, okay?" Victoria said to her eleven year old brother lovingly..
"But, I want to play games a little more.." Vincent whined and pouted his cute thin lips..
She smiled gently and pecked on his little nose "I know you wanted to play, but you also need some sleep after taking this medicine, Vincy..
"Hey, don't call me me Vincy! It's too girly!!" He was a bit annoyed hearing his nickname given by his elder sister..
"I won't, if you listen to me and close your eyes like a good boy.." Victoria replied playful..
"Finehh.. Guess I should listen to you.. After all, I am giving you a real hard time.. Like a burden.." His last sentence was filled with helplessness and sadness..
"Vincent Hale! Don't you dare saying these nonsense further again!!" Victoria said angrily.. "You are not giving me any hard time and surely, you are not my burden!! You are my brother, understand?"
Vincent pursed his lips and nodded his head quickly. He wrapped his arms around her neck, hiding his head on her chest, he spoke slowly with his broken voice "I love you sisi.. You are the best sister anyone can get.."
Victoria felt a jolt of warmness inside her heart.. She loves her little brother so much!! Wrapping her arms around him she hold him tightly "I love you too, Vincent.. You are the best little brother one could ever get.." Tears rolled down from her eyes..
"Now sleep, okay? I am massaging your head.." She replied while fixing the quilt on him..
Vincent nodded smiling while whipping the tears away.. "Okay.."
After putting him into sleep, Victoria sighed at the sight of the little kid.. Her eyes became teary again.. What a player destiny is, isn't it!? Otherwise, why would this innocent kid is suffering from the deathly disease, blood cancer!?
He is in the second stage and doctor has suggested a chemo therapy and assured that it's curable.. But the problem is, it's too costly and they doesn't have money for eating three times a day! Then where would she manage the money for therapy!?
Currently, Victoria is doing few numbers of odd jobs to collect money for her brother's treatment.. Yet, it's not enough..
It would not be a problem if their father was still alive.. After their father's death their step mother vacant them away from the house, saying that she can not waste all the fortunes to cure Vincent..
It's been more than five months and somehow both brother and sister managed to fight with all the crisis.. But now, it's looking like she is going to fail it..
"Ting tong~ ting tong~"... Victoria jerked out from her thoughts hearing the door bell.. She looked at the watch, it's 8 p.m at night. Who would come at this hour! Maybe, the landlady! But, didn't she begged for another week yesterday!!
Nervous, Victoria opened the door and she literally jumped in fear seeing four men in front of her.. All of them were expensively suited.. but, one has covered his face with hoody..
"Y.. Yes!?" She asked nervously..
"Miss Hale?" The guy beside the hoody man asked..
"Y..yes.. I am.. But, who are you?"
"Well, we are here to meet you miss.. More precisely, to give you an offer.. Can we get inside?" The same man asked.. There was a faint professional smile on his lips..
Victoria was hesitating whether to let them in or not.. The man might got the hint and again spoke "Don't worry miss, we are harmless.."
Finally, she nodded and step aside "please come in.."
And all four of them went inside.. All of them were tall over 6 feet and well built.. Her matchbox size apartment looked much smaller in front of them.. She felt Suffocated..
Two men found some space on their own behind her grimy looking couch and stand still like a robot, clearly they are bodyguards.. And the hoody man was looking around her apartment along with the other one, who talked to her and seems kind of normal than others with him..
However, the expression of his face was kind of awkward.. Sure, he doesn't like the room at all..
"Well gentlemen, we are poor and have only this.. You have to adjust yourself here.." Victoria shrugged while saying..
The guy put a professional smile again and replied quickly "certainly miss Hale, we can understand.. By the way, I am George Black and he (pointing at the hoody man) is Mr. King, our boss.. Basically, he has something for you.."
Victoria watched the man curiously.. But, without his lips and chin his whole face is covered with the huge hoody he was wearing.. "Okay? Umm.. Please seat.." She offered them to take a seat..
Mr. King took a glance of the couch for a moment, as if fighting with himself to take a seat and then finally he sat down like a king himself..
George also seated on the edge of the couch beside him.. Victoria grabbed a tool and placed it maintaining a polite distance in front of them.. "Please, go ahead.. What do you have.." She said..
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The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.
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"You drive me crazy, baby..."
Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.
Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?
Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...
The Family Sacrifice
I simply said one word: "Okay."
My parents and Gilbert were stunned. They rushed to have me sign the voluntary donation form, afraid I’d change my mind.
Some days later, they sent me to the operating room.
Dad said, "Yvonne will finally be saved. We're so proud of you."
Mom said, "After the surgery, we'll make it up to you."
Gilbert looked tenderly at Yvonne and said, "When you're better, where should we travel?"
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If I die on this operating table, will they regret it?
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When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
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When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
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Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.
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My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"
"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."
They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.
I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.
But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.
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He actually chose to save his sister-in-law! In that moment, even the baby in my belly seemed to stop kicking.
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When warm blood finally soaked through my skirt, I dialed the number I knew by heart with shaking hands.
"Zachary," I whispered into the phone, "our child... can't wait any longer."
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When my husband Allen took my hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Only you can save her," I agreed without hesitation.
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My parents said I'd finally learned what sisterly love meant.
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But they don't know that no matter how the surgery goes, I won't be around to celebrate.
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From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
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When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
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**
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I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
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