Rhys and Myla are both from rich families, when they're forced into an arranged marriage. From trying to have a blended family, strict parents, crippling trauma. Will they make it through and fall in love on the way?
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I held Lou as she napped in my arms. My eyes were on Myla as she slept. I wanted her to be okay. That call scared the hell out of me.
I got up and i brang Lou to her bed placing her in it. She stayed asleep as i laid her in bed. I went back to the living room. And i just sat, watching tv. It's nice to relax sometimes. I don't do this often.
Myla woke up about an hour later. Her hair was all scruffy and lips in a pout.
"Hi, love." I said, her head turning to me. She laid her head back on the pillow huffing.
"Hungry?"
"Mhm."
"What do you wa-" And then i heard Lou. She was screaming.
"DADDY" She cried. I got up instantly nearly running to her room. She was in her bed sobbing. I picked her up, holding her to my chest.
"What's wrong, baby, what's wrong?" I sat in the rocking chair in the room, bouncing her in my lap.
She sobbed, pressing her face to my chest, holding her teddy bear close to her chest, rubbing its head.
I rocked her, kissing her head, rubbing her back. "What's wrong, baby girl?"
She sniffled. "Daddy cuddle."
"Yeah, i'm here. I'm here. Shhhh."
I looked up at Myla came into the bedroom. "What's wrong?" She looked between us.
"I don't know." I mumbled.
Lou eventually cried herself back to sleep. I tucked her back into bed and Myla and i left her room.
"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded.
"Did-did the guy do it hard? Has it bruised?"
"What? My ass?"
"I don't know-is it bruised-because i swear to god-"
"I hate to tell you this, Rhys, but i can't actually see my own ass." Myla said in a sassy tone.
I smirked. "Want me to look?" My smirk went away. I was genuinely suggesting i have a look.
"No!" She squeaked. "That is the last thing i want."
I nodded my head. "What do you want to eat?"
Myla rubbed her face. "I need to go see my parents-i might go for dinner."
I nodded. "Alone?"
"Yeah, it's fine."
"Okay."
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I gave Lou dinner and had play time, putting her to bed and i had my own dinner. I sat in my office doing paperwork.
Myla had been out for a couple hours. I was feeling anxious and i wasn't sure why. I just didn't feel good.
I grabbed my phone, and i called her. I wanted to know if she was okay.
