My entire life I knew that this day would come, the day I'll get married even if it was against my wish. I always knew that I was never going to be able to choose whom to get married to. I am a woman and the only girl in my family. I have been thought to listen and observe. I have never chosen for myself, they'll choose, and I'll listen and obey, that's how I was brought up. Hell, I didn't have any right at all.

In fact almost everyone in my family most especially my father viewed me as a tool to gain more power and money, today he is marrying me off to my grandfather's friend's son to connect both companies.

It is well known that Willow's company is one of the largest and best-selling companies in the country so if we were connected, our company will also benefit from its fame and good sells

For a girl in my family especially being the only girl, "The Family comes first," My grandfather said "Your desire for something comes after," But not In all cases, my grandfather is a strict person and he believes that the ways used in the days of his fathers are the best

I was told that my family is from a lineage of royalty, but we were overthrown by Willow's family so my grandfather made it his priority to be friends with them. We no longer wear the crown and over the years, my family's business hasn't been doing so well, so I understand why I have to get married. I know my new home would be hell, but it is a sacrifice I have to make, moreover there's nothing to offer if I leave this house for the house of my soon-to-be husband.

Yeah, right. It could be for a man but not a woman. If a man gets married for power or sort and did not like his wife, he could just marry another. Usually, most of these high-ranking business CEO of this country has more than one wife and countless mistresses, but for a woman the story was different. There's nothing she could do, not even divorce because it could be a very big loss for her and her family. She just has to please her husband and when he gets bored, she no longer means anything but a toy to him. Even the present generation has not stopped them from their Inhuman behavior.

My grandfather is so obsessed with the fact that we were overthrown even when those positions are no longer valid, the competition is now in the business world. I know my grandfather's real motive for this marriage, he wants to use the friendship he has with them to deceive them.

I felt my blood boil, but now was not the time to get angry. Leaving all the negative thoughts behind me, I studied myself in the mirror. The make-up artists and designer has spent hours preparing me, making me look more beautiful than I was. I was wearing a white dress, and my brunette hair was tied beautifully in a tight bun, and golden hairpins in the shapes of flowers and butterflies we used to adore it. It felt weird with makeup on my face, it was not my habit to wear makeup, but the makeup looks perfect, the only problem was the jewelry. They were stunning but heavy, now that I was wearing a lot of them. I was already feeling weak because of nervousness, or is it fear? I didn't know, but I was feeling sick. A lot of people will be watching. Today is not only the day I would be getting married but today is our family company's anniversary.

There was a knot in my stomach that refused to go away no matter how hard I tried to calm it down.

"Emily, don't you like your dress?" My mother was curious because of the uneasy attitude I was showing. She has never left my side, she listens to me and educates me on how to be ladylike. I was given one of the best education, and I had a lot of tutors, but all of those skills I learned would now be locked up in a box.

"No, I love it. It's beautiful" I tried to smile but failed.

My mother could see the fear on my face.

"Everything would be alright," She told me. "Don't be scared, just be your mother's girl and make us proud. Because of you, the family business would be better than before, your husband would be nice, and I know you won't cause trouble for yourself" She tried to sound positive but I know deep down she was also worried.

Not that I was going to disappoint them but I was scared. I wasn't scared because of how my new home would accept me but I was scared because I don't know who I will be living with.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and shortly after my father came in.

" Emily, it's time," He informed me.

I descended the stairs, careful not to fall or stumble, but it was hard to maintain balance with the long dress and heavy jewelry. I've prepared for this day because I knew it will surely come, and they were no escape, I knew I had to listen and obey just as it has always been. So I know how to walk in long dresses, and I definitely do not want to ruin my wedding dress.

The ceremony would begin with a greeting exchange between the bride and the groom's family. I forced a smile on my face while my presence was announced

My mother gave me a reassuring smile before I left her behind to walk inside. She was going into the hall through the other side to sit with my dad. Now I was all on my own. The knots in my stomach refused to go away making me weak.

Taking a deep breath, I strode into the hall carefully, and immediately all heads turned to look at me. I walked with my head high but kept my gaze low, only looking at the floor until I reached the table where my father was sitting down with my mother.

Mother smiled nervously, but my father just gestured for me to sit down at a table nearby. He was unbothered by the fact that he was marrying off to people who would likely turn against them. Although they are friends, it didn't change the fact that they were once rivals. Ignoring my father, I smiled at my mother and then went to my seat. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. Some stared at me with jealousy but I wasn't sure of what exactly I had that would make them jealous, some stared at me with repulsion, was I stealing something away from them? The elderly just smiled and stared at me in admiration, it was encouraging that not everyone looked at me with disgust.

After a while, the groom's presence was informed and everyone turned their attention from me to the door. The room went quiet as the judgemental guests waited for the groom to enter the hall.