Marrying Mr Arrogant by FailiaBaighaan

He was darkness, I was light.

He was hate, I was love.

He was revenge, I was forgiveness.

Folding my arms at my chest with a painful smile over my lips, I was staring at the couple getting married before my light blue eyes followed by tears blurring my vision.

“Congratulations.”

Whispering sorrowfully from afar, I tugged my auburn hairs behind my ears, releasing a low chuckle from anguish.

Why was I so sad at a wedding?

The man who was getting married was my boyfriend, Jared Raz. 

The man who promised to stay with me forever, the man who made me fall deeply.

Only to leave me in the end after two years of relationship.

‘I pray for your happiness but I wish we hadn’t met if we weren’t supposed to be one. Why did you love me when you intended to leave me in the end?’  

I was staring at the delightful couple, binding in an eternal relationship with an agonizing heart.

‘How easy is it to break the heart of the person you love?’I thought, releasing another tear but a smile not leaving my lips. 

With my mind intoxicated with pain, another deep, dominant resonance reached my ears- speaking my thoughts aloud.

“How easy is it to break the heart of the person you love?” 

I was stiff when I sensed a strong and muscular form behind me, a pair of malicious eyes upon me. A profoundly addictive scent. 

Gulping hard, I glanced over my shoulder to find a tall man before me. 

“Excuse me?” 

Wearing a black suit jacket which was seemingly expensive. He was an aristocrat accompanied by a dark aura.

His raven hair scattered before his forehead, a scowl lingering on his face but his fury was not directed to me. A deadly and poisonous gray eyes. 

I never thought I would meet the cold-hearted billionaire here. Jared’s Boss.

Dariel Cannedy, the business tycoon. 

He was a dangerous man, I could feel it in my bones. As ruthless- judged from his eyes- as Jared told me. 

The type of man I would avoid at all cost. His eyes, they had too much resentment and darkness surrounding them but why was he talking to me?

“What did you say?” Asking innocently, I fully turned to him.

‘Someone had the same thought as mine?’

Gripping the chair, I was taking support from it to compete with his assertive posture as I patiently waited for him to speak.

“I said how easy is it to break the heart of the person you love?” He repeated his question, becoming more furious.

“How can you break the heart of the person you love in the first place?” I counter-questioned. Mentally cursing myself for the response which brought a sour expression on his face. 

He was undoubtedly intimidating and handsome. He took another step closer but I put my hand in between.

“Sir, Please, maintain your distance.” 

Becoming breathless at his powerful form, I turned my head away. I wanted to run away from him but my steps froze to the ground. 

As if I wanted to know what happened to him and the answer of this question.

“Why would I?” He scoffed, folding his arms at his chest.

“What do you mean?” 

Arching an eyebrow from bewilderment, I had no idea meeting him anywhere but his behavior displayed as if he knew me.

“When your boyfriend didn’t halt his distance from my wife then why the hell would I?” 

My breaths hitched when he slammed his hand on the chair and whispered in my ears. Sending an unwanted shiver down my spine. 

“What the-”

I turned back to Jared, realizing two cheaters were getting married. Jared cheated on his girlfriend, me. And his soon-to-be wife, Veronica, cheated on her… husband.

“She… your wife?” I asked vaguely, turning back to the man, apprehending now why he was so outraged.

“Yes. ‘Your’ boyfriend is marrying ‘my’ wife.”

My mouth gaped, “But, what did it have to do with me?”

“Because it irritates me to watch you smile at those cheaters who ruined both your and mine life. Why are you smiling, woman?” he growled, stopping my function for a brief moment.

His eyes were overwhelming me, I had never seen anyone looking at me with such rage and… ‘hate’? But, why? 

“Why are you looking at me in the first place?” I asked bravely, swallowing the lump on my throat with his intense eyes on me.

“You are standing on the way and everyone here knows he was your boyfriend. Can’t you see the people?” He hissed, indicating to me to look. 

“But- What do you want me to do when my love humiliates me? What was my sin in that?”

He only scoffed because I guess he had no answer to that. And he was in the same situation as mine.