Aug 18 2020, 05:22 AM

Before I begin. I would like to let you know that there will be fewer of the chapters per day. I am sorry in advance QwQ, but I am studying French right now so I can be ahead for school. That does not mean that I will stop writing, it just means there will be less chapters made at a time. I also wanted to tell you that I will be making little notes before I write a chapter, just so I can engage with the reader and find out your opinions on certain things. I really like feed back, in fact it makes me happy to see people tell me what I could change and what they really liked. I'm going to stop now before y'all get bored. CHAPTER 16: Mr. Charles looked like a kind gentle man. Almost like my own father. His wife, on the other hand, looked cold and bitter. She glared at me as Edwin introduced me. "Father, mother, Rose, this is Clara, my fiance." Mr. Charles smiled and shook my hand. Mrs. Charles glared a me more intensely. "Edwin, dear, would you please help Rose in the kitchen. She said she needed help with baking a cake." Mrs. Charles asked, ignoring Edwin scoot closer to me. "Sure mother." He answered politely. Rose stood up and grabbed Edwin's arm. Mrs. Charles smiled as they left, but it quickly turned into a frown as she narrowed her eyes on me. "I don't know who you think you are, but Edwin WILL marry Rose." I knew Edwin wouldn't like if I just let her get away with this. I smiled, "I am his fiance, unless you want to tell my entire family that he is cheating on me, then I expect that you get used to the idea of me being around." Mrs. Charles looked mortified. Mr. Charles laughed at the sight of his wife's face. Mrs. Charles gave me one final glare, as she stood up and left the room. Mr. Charles took my hand in his. "How old are you my dear, you look young." He asked me. "I'm 24, I'm currently in college." He smiled and placed my hand on my lap, "Good, I like to see that my son wanted someone with brains." I giggled. It didn't take long to get to know him. We had a nice conversation about our families. Edwin came back into the room and took my hand. "My love, may I speak to you please?" He asked. "Sure." I stood up and he lead my to a room.

Aug 16 2020, 11:21 PM

CHAPTER 15: We got into the car and started the long drive to his parents house. On the way I practiced the script he wrote. He grabbed my arm gently and held me so close I could smell his cinnamon shampoo. "By the way, you need to call me Edwin instead of Mr. Charles. Okay?" I was extremely close now. "Yes, Edwin." He smiled, kissed my forehead, and let go. I stared at him for a few moments. He looked at me and I looked back at my paper. I could feel him smirking at me. I could feel my face burn with embarrassment. When we arrived, I had memorized the script. Edwin helped me out of the door and, linking our arms together, we entered the lavish mansion. Edwin and I sat down in front of his parents, and Rose.

Aug 16 2020, 10:46 PM

*Note: Umm, well I wrote chapter 14 and 15 yesterday, but my computer crashed and now only 13 is showing up. I kind of don't want to write these chapters again, but I will bc people actually like this. CHAPTER 14: I woke up with the sun shinning through the window, the wind gently blowing the curtains. I looked around the room, now noticing the light blue colors of the walls. There was a painting of a garden with butterflies on the wall in front of me. I got out of bed cautiously. There was a note on a full length mirror by the closet. I took it off and read the neat handwriting; "Master Charles has requested that you wear something elegant, for you will be meeting his parents." I opened the closet and looked at the many dresses inside. I finally decided on wearing a red dress that went down to my knees. I brushed my hair and found some black, classic pumps. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. There sat Mr. Charles talking on the phone. "No, I've told her before, I will not do it. We will be there in a short while." He looked up at me. "I've gotta go, I'll see you in a while." He ended the call and placed his phone on the table. "Sit down, I have to tell you something before we leave." I obeyed and sat in a chair in front of him. "You are here to play the part of my wife. You will get married to me and then you will live here. My mother wants me to marry some girl named Rose, but I don't love her. In order for this marriage to stop, I have to marry someone else, that's where you come in. You will also need to memorize what's written on here." He gave me a piece of paper. "We have to make it look like we are a couple, so you have to know the basic facts about me. You may invite your family to the wedding so that they don't worry. Oh! I almost forgot, since you will be my wife you will need a personal maid. Mabel, will you come out here please?" A young maid around my age. "I'm here master." she answered. "Very good, Mabel here will be your personal maid." I nodded. "Oh! look at the time, we must be going now."

Aug 16 2020, 12:31 AM

CHAPTER 13: I woke up to the sun shinning through the long, white curtains. It took me a moment to figure out where I was. Once I remembered last night, I got out of bed. There was a blue dress on a chair with a note. I picked up the note. In neat penmanship it said; "Mister Charles has requested that you wear this today. He has told me to tell you that you will be going with him to work." I picked up the short blue dress. It looked extremely expensive. I changed into it and went downstairs. Mr. Charles was sitting at the kitchen table. He looked up from his phone and smiled at me. "Good morning. I hope the bed was to your liking?" He asked. I sat down and nodded. "We'll be going to a hair salon this morning, I don't know what they did to you, but they sure don't know how to properly address hair." I looked down at my hands. "Nothing with you, but those people seemed like animals." I smirked a little at that. A maid put a plate of fruit in front of me. I ate it silently as Mr. Charles talked on the phone with someone. "I know she wants it done, but I'm not ready... No, I'm bringing her in to see my mother." He ended the conversation. "Do you know why I bought you?" He asked. I looked up at him and shook my head slowly. "I bought you because my mother wants me to marry a woman I do not love. In order for that marriage to end, I would need someone else to marry. That's where you come in. I want you to play the part of my wife, and every day they aren't here, I'll leave you alone. You can do whatever you want, but you have to play the part. You can go home after the marriage for all I care. Just as long as they visit, you have to be here." I nodded. "We are going to my parents house after the salon, so that I can introduce you. Mabel will bring you detailed notes about our relationship together, memorize it all. Mabel." A young maid came into the room. "Yes sir?" She answered. "You will be in charge of Mrs. Clara here." He pointed at me. I felt weird that he knew my name. Mabel looked at me and nodded.

Aug 15 2020, 01:19 AM

CHAPTER 12: We arrived at our destination at a quarter to 10. I was extremely tired, but didn't want to sleep, if this man should try something. He came around, opened my door, and helped me out. I yawned, and he smiled. "I'll have my maid Hannah show you to your room." I nodded and followed the old maid into the huge house. She led me up the flight of stairs and directly to the right. "I will get you some bed clothes." She said as she opened the door. The room was huge. There was a balcony right outside, along with a large walk-in closet full of fancy gowns and more fancy clothes. There was a desk with little music boxes on top, a library full of books, and the bed. The bed was a queen with a traditional canopy on top. There were white sheer curtains hanging down from the skeleton. I was amazed by the whole room. The maid came back shortly with a black nightgown. I thanked her and she left. I changed my clothes and sat on the bed. It was so comfortable, that as soon as I layed down, I fell asleep.

Aug 15 2020, 12:57 AM

CHAPTER 11: I was seated at a table, while the man paid. I stared at him the whole time, not wanting to look away. He paid the clerk and walked over to me. "Hey there. You looked so beautiful when you played." I swallowed. "Thank you." I said looking down at my hands. He lifted my chin up and smiled. "Shall we go now?" "Yes, I suppose." He took me by the hand and lifted me up. He linked our arms and, for the first time in two weeks I went outside. It was a warm night. He led me to his car, a limo, and his driver drove us to my new home.

Aug 15 2020, 12:41 AM

CHAPTER 10: The woman stepped back onto the stage. "Wow. what an amazing group of people. Now, we are going to bid on who you want. Can all of the participants please stand here so we can begin?" All of the other people, Carroll, and I walked up onto the stage. The woman walked up to the first person, pulling them forward. "Do we have any starting bets for this lovely lady?" The people in the crowd began to bid for her. In no time at all, it was my turn. The woman gently ushered me forward and did what she did for the others. Seven people rose their hands at once. They were all old and I was sure one of them would win. A man from the back caught my eye. He was a young, handsome man. He rose his hand. "I bid $20,000 for her." He shouted. Everyone looked at him astonished. H e smiled at me and a shiver ran down my back. "Any other bids?" the woman asked. No one answered. "Sold." I was taken to a back room.

Aug 13 2020, 02:52 AM

CHAPTER 9: Liam came to our table after the woman was done talking. "Hey, um do you guys know any dances or a musical instrument?" I looked at Carroll. "Yeah, I can play violin." I answered. Carroll looked at me with a confused expression. "I can ballroom dance, that's about it." Liam nodded and went back to the table. Each of the eight had two people to show off. They introduced themselves and then sat back down. When everyone had gone we were bustled backstage. I was handed a violin and sheet music and Carroll was told to dance with Liam. We nodded and waited for our turn. Finally it was our turn. Carroll went first. She danced with Liam, only slipping up twice. Now it was my turn. I walked out to the stage and placed the sheet music on the stand in front of me. I began to play. I could hear hushed whispers through the room. When I was done, I bowed and went backstage.

Aug 13 2020, 02:35 AM

CHAPTER 8: Carroll looked in the drawers. there was nothing but clothes, really old clothes. I look in the desk drawers, a pair of scissors, nothing else. I begin to loose hope in ever escaping.... THE DAY OF THE BANQUET: We woke up and each took a shower. We did nothing for the whole day, and we received no food. We finally got in our dresses at 8:00 p.m and by 8:30, were escorted by a strange man to a large dinning room. We were seated at a table with other people, most of which were girls. Liam sat at a table with seven other men and women. They all looked really rich. A woman stepped in front of the eight people with a microphone. "Laddies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome you and congratulate you on finding this fine group. I would now like to welcome the bidders to their table. Please come in and sit down." Almost twenty people walked in and sat in tables around the room. "Now, you eight. If you could each come up and introduce us to your finds, and then the real show can begin."

Aug 13 2020, 01:41 AM

CHAPTER 7: A COUPLE HOURS LATER Liam came back into the room and handed Carroll her dress. "Go and change into them." He told us. We went into the bathroom and changed, only coming out when both of us were done. Liam's face lighted up as we came out. "Now do a spin for me." He told us. We reluctantly spun once. He walked closer to me and placed his hand on my waist. "You look beautiful." I looked away. "You can take them off now, wait, let me unzip this for you." He unzipped my dress and patted me on the butt. I felt weird as I changed into my clothes. When I got out he was gone. Carroll and I gave each other a knowing look and sat on our beds. I looked around the room for a hole, a crack, something that could help, nothing. The walls were sealed shut. What were we going to do?!