Their Blu Dilemma (Book 2)

3 She is mine.

Xavier

My fingers tighten around the steering wheel. As emotions I don’t understand swirl within me. I am not an emotional person. Most people call me cold and ruthless, especially in business. I don’t play when it comes to my work. It takes a very special someone to become a billionaire at the age of thirty-five. But I don’t think I am cold. I am determined, and maybe I don’t feel things on the same level that other people do, and I might not understand certain emotions in other people, but I am definitely not cold. I can feel the tension in the car. And the devastation coming off of Blu in waves. She doesn’t want to be here with me.  

But she has no choice. She is mine.

She been promised to me ever since she was young. And I was tired of waiting for the day she will come to me to fulfill the marriage contract I have with her father.

I’ve waited for years for her. Giving her time to get used to the fact that her parents have given her to me. But she never came around. Instead she ran away and lived her life – found happiness in another man’s arms.

I clench my jaw at the thought of that…that bastard taking what’s mine.

The fact that they haven’t slept together makes me feel better, at least she remembered who she belongs to.

Damn…I’ve waited for this moment for a long time. But I never imagined that it would be this way. That she will be so devastated she wouldn’t even look at me.

I glance at her. She has her eyes closed, and her face tilted towards the window. She is gorgeous. So gorgeous I’ve obsessed over her for years. And I couldn’t wait for the day that she will be all mine.

That day was finally here.

Are you willing to marry a woman who doesn’t want you? a small voice in the back of my mind asked. I clench my jaw, because I really don’t want to listen to it. She is mine…that’s all that matters.

I drive us all the way to my house.

Blu opens her eyes as I come to a stop in front of my gate. She turns to me, and I can see the curiosity in her eyes, but she doesn’t say anything.

I press the button to open the gate, and then drive through.

I come to a stop behind a black Mercedes Benz. The driver leans against the driver’s door. He straightens as he sees us coming.

Blu gasps beside me.

“You called them,” she says as sounding apprehensive all of a sudden.

“You gave me no choice,” I say to her as I get out of the car. She does the same, not even waiting me to come around and open the door for her.

She walks to the house in front of me, and I follow there. I open the door for her and we step into the house.

My maid meets me in the hallway. She rubs her hand in a worried gesture as she looks from me to Blu. It was late and there were people in my house. Normally, I don’t like people in my house. I like my space to be just that, my space. People bring chaos and I don’t like chaos. I’m not very good with people.

“It’s okay,” I tell her as before she can say anything.

“They’ve been waiting for you in the lounge area,” she says nodding towards the room down the hallway. “Will you be needing anything?” she asks already turning to go.

“No,” I say walking down the hallway.

Blu follows me there. I open the door leading into the room for, but she hesitates as if she doesn’t want to go in. She takes a deep breath and then walks into the room.

“Finally,” her father says getting to his feet. The woman he had been sitting with looked down at the hands folded in her lap. He stares at Blu with displeasure in his eyes. Blu stares at her feet, with her shoulders hunched. She looks so small and ashamed as if she couldn’t wait for the floor she was staring at to swallow her whole.

I step close to her, but she flinches away from me.

I stand still not understanding her refusal to even allow me to give her some form of support. I understand she’s being forced to marry me, but she didn’t have to be so cold towards me.

“So he finally brought you home. But it’s a bit too late for me, daughter. You’ve turned us into the laughing stock in our circle. You ran away from home to become what…nothing…you turned me into a liar because you couldn’t keep the promise I made. I’ve had it with you. Marry him, that’s all you had to do. Now, he has dragged you home like a common w***e, for what? I don’t care what he does to you. You are no longer my daughter. You can rot in hell for all I care.”

Blu gasped. Tears fell from her eyes unchecked.

“Come Mary, we’re living,” Blu’s father says reaching for his wife.

“Mom,” Blu whispered.

Her mother didn’t even look her way. She walked out, following her husband.

The room goes silent after they leave. I stand there not sure what to do next. I had hoped that her father would explain to the marriage contract to her. Make her understand the very thing she had been running away from. Maybe she didn’t understand that being married to me didn’t mean that she was going to be my slave.

On the contrary. She was going to be my wife.

She might not have chosen me, but I chose her.

I remember it as if it was only yesterday. But it was thirteen years ago. I had just made the biggest business deal of my life when I met her father. He was throwing one of his many fundraisers, and he wanted me to come to the party at his house. And still riding on the high of my success I agreed, and that’s where I met her – at her father’s party. She was so young and full of fire. There was something about her…and I knew she will grow into an amazing woman. And I was willing to wait for her. Thirteen years, I’ve waited…

And now she was a grown woman, and she didn’t want to be mine…

“You’re free to go,” I say walking to the door. I’m done with this.

“What?” Blu asks staring at me with teary eyes.

“Get the hell out of my house, and never come back,” I say walking out of the room. I climb the stairs two at a time to my room. The door slams shut behind me.

Fuck…I clench my fists at my side willing my body to calm down. Emotions run wild inside me, making it hard for me to understand what I’m feeling – rage, disappointment, hurt…they mingle into one creating a confusing mess.

I sit on the bed, and stare at nothing until I feel sane.

God, I hated this side of myself. I hate how sometimes I don’t even understand how I feel, let alone how others feel.

I wonder if Blu has left.

I get up to go and check, but come to a stop next. I lean my head against the wood, knowing she probably ran the minute I said the words.

I just gave her, her freedom. She never coming back.  

Fuck…