Ruthless Alpha and His Hard Heart DAOB Wife

Prologue

As newly weds we entered our beloved marital home together, hand in hand, sparks flying in the air. This is how every couple feels on their wedding day, every body would be so overwhelmed to embark on a new journey, a journey of love, trust and everlasting bliss.

Except for us it was different! None of us wanted to be in this sham of a marriage.

“I still can’t believe my dad forced this on us!” Trevor growled, throwing his tux jacket onto the sofa.

“Tell me about it, this whole arranged marriage thing is archaic,”I retorted, tossing my bouquet aside, along with the stupid bride veil.

Any remaining wedding day cheer was absolutely not for us maybe for our guests and Mr. Kinsley who happens to be my godfather and also my turned father in law.

I and my darling husband glared at each other, the hatred we bare for each other boiling over.

“You drive me absolutely crazy!” I exploded.

“The feeling is mutual!” he shot back before storming out of the room.

So much for a beautiful happy ever after....

Three years later...

Raven

As the elevator doors opened on the top floor, I took a deep breath and stepped out. I’d walked these halls countless times but each time just gets better.

I strode through the halls like I owned them which was kind of true since my husband happened to be the CEO and my father in law happened to be Coven Kinsley owner of the largest fashion empire in New York. What we do here at Amore House of fashion, is bring nothing but charm and glam in the citizen’s lives.

Striding towards my office with my PA running behind me like a lap dog. Some times he makes me regret hiring an intern, it seems I have to teach him everything, from how to comb his hair right to how to walk like a normal person. Nah, actually I don’t walk like a normal person either, I walk like a queen, like a diva because I know I’ve got it all. The beauty, my mom was nominated among the top 10 most beautiful models in the country, my dad graduated top student in business at Harvard so it’s obvious I’ve got the brains too. Hope you see what I mean, I’ve got it all.

My heels clicked purposefully against the marble. I could feel the employees’ gazes following me, some out of respect, others out of jealousy. Yeah, am aware the men want me, the women want to be me, that’s how it is in every gorgeous woman’s life.

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I just love the attention, that is if it is not bad publicity, being COO of the most successful company in the fashion industry has its perks and troubles and one of them is that I have to be perfect at all times, which by the way is a very hard thing, it is almost impossible but I try.

I did'nt miss the way some men’s eyes lingered, drinking in my figure. That’s what got me to know that my newly delivered cocktail dress from Milan was a miracle.

“Timmy,” I beckoned for my assistant’s attention which I got with one snap of a finger.

“Yes, ma’am,” came in his sweet innocent voice. I can’t deny it, the re is something about his obedience that I love so much.

“Send some roses to Roberto for me, dear.”

“Yes, ma’am” he nodded a little too quickly.

“Tell him I like the dress he made, it’s ravishing.”

“I’ll do so ma’am.”

Oh God! The obedience some times I feel like reaching for his brown locks and Pat them like I would to a good Golden retriever. Timothy is quite the best assistant anyone would wish for.