Chapter 9: Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Sansa's pov
Have you ever discovered an unusual gem in the shape of a stone that is worth millions of dollars? Not all gems are valuable until they are demanded.
Have you ever discovered an unusual gem in coal mining? No, I was never the gem, but the coal; the world was like mining, and most of the gems were thrown away without inspection simply because they refused to watch.
Who determines value and demand?
Those people with purchasing power? or those who could never afford it?
The value of a gem increases when it is discovered in a specific location; when stones are found everywhere, they have no value.
That's how the world works. We're all like stones, and we need to carve ourselves to increase our value and demand, which will set us apart from others. That was something my father used to say to me.
My father was the closest to me; he was my mother, brother, sister, and everything. I'd never been able to attach to anyone else after losing him.
Logan was my first love. He was there for me when I needed someone. But I lost him as well; how would I live without him? How would I manage on my own? I was asking those questions every second, knowing that only I could find the answers.
I was missing Logan so much that I was willing to risk everything to get back to him. I thought revealing the truth would change everything, but they were all laughing at the same time.
"Amazing, she's stunning!" exclaimed Ruth laughing.
"I thought she was telling the truth for a second," admitted Amara.
"You should have pretended for a few more minutes just to make her think we're all shocked," Edward said to Ruth.
I was trying to figure out what they knew. How much did they know? I was curious as to where the conversation was going.
"It was difficult to remain silent even for a few minutes when I already knew about her prank," admitted Ruth.
Prank? What was she thinking? If I didn't say anything like that, how could she think I was playing a joke on them?
"You should have let us react, Xavier; you did not do the right thing by revealing her prank; I wanted to see everyone's reaction," exclaimed Edward.
Xavier was not only smart but also a master manipulator; he smoothly turned the tables, played his cards correctly, and removed himself from the complicated situation when it was all about him.
Xavier made me feel stupid in front of everyone. When he was enjoying the steak, every bite he took, and the small grin on his face was burning me from the inside, my efforts and courage to speak in front of the people failed miserably.
Xavier was correct that everyone was blind there because he had blinded them through manipulation; he was not ordinary; he was an alpha for a reason.
"Xavier, you should not have done that" pointed out Ruth.
My attention was drawn to Bella, who was watching me as their voices faded. Nobody was talking to her, and they weren't even concerned about her; she was like a stone with no value.
"It's time to go," said Xavier.
I stood up to leave with Xavier, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to flee the mansion.
"Have a nice day," said Amara.
We both came out of the mansion after breakfast; I could smell the fresh air, and a few cars were parked in the distance. He was extremely wealthy and a master manipulator.
"We also have the option of horses. Car or horse? Your choice" asked Xavier.
"You've given me no choice. So stop acting," I responded with venom.
"You are a woman of your word. You wanted to tell the truth, and you did, and I didn't stop you," he said.
"But you twisted the words, you manipulated the situation, and the truth became a joke because of you," I said, my eyes welling up with tears.
"Would you like to try one of my horses?" he was unconcerned about my feelings.
I could tell he was heartless and self-centered. I didn't say anything because I was looking around for a way to put myself back together.
Every breath I took was heavy, and every step I took was deliberate; I had no idea what to do next. For a brief moment, we were both silent.
"You don't have to be clever here; just pretend to be my wife until we're married." Xavier softly said.
"What if I say no?" I inquired.
"Then, like it or not, you'll be my wife in the next few hours." calm Xavier said.
In his calmness, there was a hidden dominance; he was not flexible, but the dominant alpha who did whatever he wanted without regard for others. He was manipulating my emotions as if I were a puppet he was using to entertain the audience.
"Are you threatening me?" I inquired.
Xavier explained, "I'm advising you for your good because you don't know how things work here."
I was at a loss for words as I watched his face, which threatened to make me shut up for a while, or else I'd be a joke again.
"I can't ride a horse," I admitted solemnly.
"Would you like me to teach you?" he inquired, In a playful tone.
"I refuse," I said with a poker face.
He began to laugh, enjoying his victory, and seeing me lose made him happy. He motioned for Edward to bring him the car.
"Are you upset with me?" inquired Xavier.
"Why should you care?" I responded while attempting to calm the storm within me.
"Of course, I care; you are mine regardless. Whether we are married or not, we will always be together, and I will take care of you," he stated while acting sincerely.
I was on the verge of a panic attack, and it was difficult to remain calm or silent when I was losing myself. I was irritated and wanted to flee without waiting for another second, but I would have become the target of another encounter.
I had never hated anyone before, but he was the catalyst for my hatred. I wanted to punch anything that could calm me down because I was going insane while silently enduring the storm. The most agonizing ordeal of my life.
In a rage, I yanked off the wedding ring that Xavier had placed on my finger and threw it away while staring at him with my sharp eyes.
He remained calmer, picked up the ring from the ground, and held my hand while I struggled, but his grip on my hand was firm enough that I had to stop struggling as soon as possible to get away from his grip.
When I detected anger on his face, he put the ring on my finger, but when he looked at my face, he became calm.
"Never lose it again; you might end up losing your lover's life." He stated calmly
When he didn't seem to care, I yanked my hand away from him in rage.
Edward started the car, and Xavier opened the door for me, but I remained motionless.
"Horse riding is still available, and since you can't ride alone, I'm offering my services," said Xavier while grinning.
I got inside the car; he had left no options for me; he had made sure to leave one offer of his choice and satisfaction for me. He was slowly turning me into his puppet, even though I despised it, but I had no choice but to follow him.
When Xavier was sitting next to me in the passenger seat, tears streamed from my eyes as I looked out the car window. I wasn't sure if he noticed, but he acted more like a robot when it came to emotions.
Edward pulled over the car after 10 minutes, and we got out in front of the mountain.
"I'll be waiting," Edward stated.
"It's a long way up there; just hop on my back; it'll save us time," suggested Xavier.
"No way, never," I said.
"All right, your wish, and be careful," Xavier replied.
Xavier began climbing the stairs, and I followed him. The stairs were broken and dangerous, and I had to concentrate to climb them without falling. He was five steps ahead of me. I was out of breath after climbing 100 stairs and had a long way up there to go.
I returned my gaze to the trees, which appeared small from the edge, and the cold breeze touched my face. It was difficult to maintain balance when my legs were shaking from my fear of heights.
I didn't dare to continue climbing the mountain, and Xavier was moving ahead without looking back, so I decided to walk down the stairs. I took two steps down from my trembling feet, but the stair was broken, and I slipped after twisting my feet.
In the next second, I was in the air, falling. I closed my eyes a few seconds before my death to avoid the fear. swinging through the air.