Emily's POV
"Emily. Emily wake up." I slowly open my eyes adjusting to the light and look at the source of its voice. It's Grandma. What is Grandma doing here? That is when reality hits me. I am sitting at the stairs and finally Grandma has arrived. I give Grandma a weak smile and stand on my feet. Grandma didn't ask me anything about Liam. Who can know him more than her?
Grandma welcomes me inside the mansion and I make myself comfortable on the couch. A maid serves me lemonade which is the thing I eagerly need this time.
"I know my Liam. He doesn't like you and feels this marriage is a burden." Grandma smiles lightly and places her wrinkled hand on my hands. "But it's not his mistake. He just hates girls and marriage. He has seen so much betrayal in his life." I can feel the pain in her voice. "You know Liam has come to New York after six month still his parents haven't come to meet him and today on his marriage his mother is in Russia doing business and his father is God knows where. They never care for Liam and their own marriage. We met a girl six month back hoping that she will be light in our family but she took our everything away. After her Liam lost his everything. He started to hate girls he started to despise them." Grandma pulls me into her hug and silently cries on my shoulder.
"I know you are the one who will love him and one who can bring my old Liam back who was so positive and had a big heart to share his love with others. I know he will take all his pain and frustration out on you, but be with him always. You will find the diamond from him. Liam is a diamond but he just needs some light to shine Emily and you are that light. I hope you will get me my Liam back." Grandma says with hopeful eyes and who am I to say no to such hopeful eyes.
"I promise Grandma. I will bear all his tortures and will find his pure heart. You will soon get your old Liam." I smile a little toward the old Lady.
It's my promise Grandma I will try my best to make this marriage work and to find your old Liam back.
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It has been nearly three hours since I have been sitting in the room decorated for our first night.
While talking to Grandma a yawn escaped my lips and Grandma forcefully sent me to his, I mean our room which is beautifully decorated for our first night with flowers on the bed, balloons everywhere on the floor and many types of fragmented candles are placed here and there in the room giving it a romantic feel but I know our first night will be everything but a romance filled night.
With the sound of the room door opening I clutch my skirt tight, knowing that it is him. Liam is here.
"What the hell are doing on my bed?" he asked with rage filled eyes. He jerks me from the bed so I land directly on the floor with my head hitting the post of the bed lightly. I hold my head with my hand and look at Liam standing so close to me looking dangerous, very dangerous.
"How dare you complain to Grandma when I was not at home. You could have made any excuse as to why you were standing out of the house but you whore.." before I knew what was happening around me, Liam crouched to my level and a hard slap landed on my cheeks. I hold my cheeks in an instant and look at Liam with tears filled eyes.
"You know what I know your real face. You are the worst girl I have ever met. You are worse than your sister Tia. At least we know about her but you, you cheat on others, you destroy the innocent lives just for money. No more. I will not let you do anything bad with more innocent lives. I will make your life hell." Hearing him the tears start to flow from my eyes uncontrollably.
"Stop your drama" he pulls me by my hair and looks at me with disgust. "What do you think, your tears will affect me? You whore." Hearing such a cheap word coming out from my husband's mouth a small sob escapes my mouth. "Shut up you bitch." Again a slap lands on my cheeks with more force this time. I feel something cool near my lips; I touch it to find blood. My eyes go wide looking at blood coming out from my lips.