Chapter7 Forced

Brielle POV
Issac said hurriedly, "Are you sure you're going to do this," while Zach pouted alongside my bed. I know they both vehemently oppose this plan of mine.
I nibbled on the inside of my lips. I know Luke betrayed me recently, but I won't let that stop me from seizing the possibilities that will come my way.
Finally, I put on mascara to prepare for my said date with that man, whom I was going to wed shortly, my alleged future husband.
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Five days before
back there when Brielle and her family when to a charity event organized by Mr. Richardson
"Aww, you're looking so beautiful, sweetie," Mrs. Richardson said, with a beautiful smile reaching to her eyes.
"Thank you so much," I raised her back, and my muscles tangled with the positive energy I was shaving from her.
Indeed, she's a very amazing woman. She just felt like a family to me, even though it's not even hardly a minute passed since I met her.
Next, Mr. Ricardson pulled me into a warm hug.
She and Mrs. Richardon are very amazing people. They will make you feel like a real family if you get along with them.
Next, he raised my grandfather.
"Jared, it's been a long time," grandpa laughed with Mr. Richardson.
While I looked back at Ruhi, she was looking so excited, checking out
I paid attention to her face. She was looking at the guys around us at this party.
No doubt, all these guys are very rich and reopened businessmen, but I also felt my skin getting tingled looking at their attractive and good-looking faces.
Not only are they, but there are also women, in very expensive and beautiful gowns, so this is called the party of rich and elegant people.
I grabbed the grape wine from the waiter who stood in front of me and took the flute of the glass near my lips.
"Seriously, this is one of the most expensive wines I have ever tasted," Ruhi chuckled while standing beside me.
Suddenly, the guests who were talking whispered, and some even stood on an entrance door.
Mostly everyone is looking like they're admiring that person who's just entered the banquet hall.
My heart started hammering in my chest when I got a glimpse of that man.
I bounced some steps backward when my eyes saw him.
He was, well, different from all the others. He was handsome, perhaps not in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance that could make him stand out in a crowd. His unfathomable, brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light-toned face. His eyes were so deep and expressive that you could get lost if you stared long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words. His smile, which reached up to his eyes and wrinkled them, flaunted his modesty and humility.
I bit my lip when I felt him coming towards me.
Please turn back. Don't come here.
As soon as his brown eyes met mine, black ones, I felt like my breathing got still. I gulped down when he approached the place where I was standing.
Mr. Ricardo smiled at him while looking at me and said, "Good, you came, Zuriel."My grandpa
"Bri and Mr. Saunders, please meet my son Zuriel," he says as he introduces himself to us.
I bit my inner cheeks when his eyes met mine. I gasped a little when I felt him coming near to me.
What is he doing? Why is he coming near to me? I must be careful and behave properly. I don't want my first impression to go so wrong in front of him.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Saunders," he smiled, and shook hands with my grandpa.
I left a breath, which I also don't know how long I was holding.
"And this is Brielle," Mr. Richardson said to Zuriel, making him look at me.
"Hello," he said while coming closer to me. My breath hitched when his hand came into contact with my waist. He lightly hugged me.
"H... Hello," I swallowed, and his eyes, those brown eyes, my skin tingled looking at him. We're so close to each other.
"I think you both should spend some time together, getting to know each other better," Mr. Richardson said, looking between us and then looking at Grandpa.
"Of course," Grandpa grinned, passing a knowing smile to Mr. Richradson.
I tilted my head back and looked around them.
What the hell is happening here?
"But..." I came to a halt in the middle of my sentence when Zuriel grabbed my arm and dragged me into the corner.
I didn't say anything just watched him with wide eyes, sometime before he was behaving so gently with me and now suddenly, so rough
What's the matter?
I sneered at him. "I never thought that I would marry a gold digger."
I frowned, didn't understand what he wants to say
What the fuck are you, gold digger?
Marriage
My cheeks turned red and my eyebrows narrowed at him.
"What are you doing here at the party? Please go to a mental hospital,"
Drawing my mouth into a straight line and biting my lip, I looked around and clutched my gown, ready to go away, but my eyes went wide when an arm grabbed me and halted me back.
"Listen, as much as I despise you, I'm afraid you're going to marry me soon," he said, narrowing his eyes at me.
I closed my eyes, so right, what the rubbish he's talking about
"Listen..." he shook his head before I could finish my sentence.
"Listen, my dad wanted me to marry you, and I know you also very desperately wanted it. You are dying to become a billionaire's wife," he said with an exaggerated sigh.
"W... what?" my flesh crawled as I felt my mouth dry.
"Oh please, don't act so innocent. I know girls like you who are just waiting for an opportunity. Isn't this one of the reasons my father gives you partnership in international sales of products?" he frowned at me, but I could tell by his voice that he was trying not to yell at me.
What the hell is going on here? Is he insane? Why would I jump at an opportunity if Mr. Richardson didn't give me that partnership because he's really impressed with me, by my business skills?
Listen, I don't know and am not even interested in knowing, but you better be good at your words," I formed and was about to go
I gasped when his arm grabbed me, and he dragged me towards somewhere like an elevator.
"What are you doing, leave my hand," I gritted, trying to pry my arm free from his grasp.
He hiffed and finally turned around to face me, and I gulped when I noticed he was standing next to me, just inches away.
Listen, you won't like the consequences, so you better listen to me, and still there is something in his eyes which makes me gulp, and I know, I can't even imagine disobeying him.
He dragged me again when the doors of the elevators got opened. He stopped at the girl, who seemed like a room service waitress at this hotel.
"Arrange room for us," he said to her.
She nodded, smiling shyly at us. I saw pink blush around her cheeks as she glared at Zuriel and swiped a card at the door around us.
"What do you even want?" I hissed in his ear, trying to stand normal. Because of this threat earlier in the lift, I know he's very dangerous if I drive his nuts.
"You will see," he said coldly, and finally we came into the room. It was the master suite bedroom, and it was very big, beautiful, and luxurious.
Finally, he released my hand and locked the door.
"Why in the world did you lock the door?" I frown, while massaging my wrist. There are marks of his grip on my hand.
Asshole!!
"Save it for later, now listen very carefully," he said, and started coming closer to me.
I frowned and started going backward.
"Don't come near me, I'm a blue belt in martial arts," I threw my hands forward towards him.
"By seeing your hands' position, I doubt you even have a leather belt," he pressed his lips together, raising his eyebrows.
"What rubbish. I'm out of here," I said while heading towards the exit, but the next words from his mouth made my steps halt.
"Ivaan's life," he said, and something was there in his voice when he took the name of Ivaan, as he hates and loathes my brother the most.