Billionaire Marriage

Chapter 1

Diamond

What!?" I yell, making Mother wince. "I can't marry him, mom. I don't even love him. Isn't there another way besides marriage?"

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but it can not be done. You've been crying for that no-good boy for years now. It's about time you forget about Lionel."

I narrow my eyes at her. "Don't speak about him like that."

"It's time for new beginnings, dear. Just give it a chance." Mom pleads and takes my hands into hers.

"Dear, you know how much I love and adore you. It is my main wish in life to see my only child happy. I just want to see my daughter bring back her smile that lit her eyes up, making everyone feel better. I know this marriage is out of the blue and that I shouldn't be meddling with your love life, but I just wanna help you move on. I want you to have the best of the best, and I think Liam would make a good husband."

I stared at my mom examining her. She means well, I know she does, but I just can't.

"Mom, I know you're doing this for me, but I don't need to marry someone to be happy!" I reason. "I don't even know the man for crying out loud."

I remove my hands from my mother, staring at her with terror in my eyes.

"What if he's a criminal? Or a pedophile? What if he committed murder before?"

Mom laughs at my accusations. "I assure you, dear, he's nothing like that. In fact ... " she trails off, pulling out her phone to find a photo. "He is a well-mannered gentleman from one of the most respected families in the country. Your father and his father go way back. He is a nice young man." She finishes and pulls back her phone. "Hardworking, too.'

The image of his face is still fresh in my mind. He might look well-mannered on the outside, but that doesn't make him good on the inside.

I cross my arms over my chest. "I still don't like this."

"It's for your good, sweetheart."

My own good, my foot!

Mom lifts herself from my bed. "It's late. Get some rest. We will talk about this later." She says and kisses my cheek.

"Think about it, dear." She mumbles and closes the door behind her.

My chest fills with dread, as I realize the seriousness of things. My mother is fully determined to marry me off to a man I don't know. Despite her intentions, it's still against my will. I do not care how much of a saint this 'Liam' will be. I would only recognize him as the person I'm forced to be with for the rest of my life.

I change into my sleeping clothes and head to the switch. My bedroom lights fade out, leaving two bright lamp sheds next to my bed. I crawl into my bed and take in a deep breath.

Sleep escapes me as I weigh down all my options. Since when had my life taken a turn for the worst?

Ever since he left.

I rest on my right elbow, staring at the light. I reach down to my cabinet and open its drawer. I pull out a novel.

That same letter that left my heart in shambles is still in between the same pages I found for the very first time. I smoothen the old paper and begin reading it for the umpteenth time.

I remember the first time I read it. I continued staring at the letter, hoping to summon its sender. Two weeks after my second-year anniversary with my boyfriend and he just left. A measly piece of paper with a bunch of words.

Words that I'm still holding onto.

To my Dear Diamond

Hey Love you're probably wondering why I'm not answering your calls right?
Well, I've left the country.
I'm sorry Diamond that I told you this Way. Truth be told, I wasn't really happy where I was in life and want to achieve more ... for you.
I know this is coming out very selfish but I have to.
I'm so sorry Diamond.
Just remember that my feelings for you won't never change.
You are of the most awesome woman I've ever met.
Thank you for making me smile, loving me, and understanding me.
Thank you for giving me your all.
I'm sorry I was too much of a coward to tell you all of this.
I couldn't face you.
The guilt is killing me.
I promise you that if you wait for me I'll come back a better person for you.
I will never leave you alone if we ever meet again.
Just so you know my love I love you and I always will. Take care of yourself, love. Once again I love you, and please wait for me.

"Love Lionel." I read out loud, folding the letter and placing it back into the book.

Tears fill my eyes as memories of our past come flooding back. We were so happy. I was content. He was content. Or so I thought. He just left. Left like that.

He left me.

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