Chapter 3

Emma’s POV

“Where are we going, Michael?” I asked as we were ushered into Michael’s car.

“To see your twin,” he replied.

“To see Dora Baxter? But if I am to be her, I can’t let her see me.”

“I am not that stupid as to let her see you, I just want you to see her from a distance. If you at least see her, you will know how to act and behave,” he replied.

I kept quiet as the car kept moving. What have I gotten myself into? I thought as I stared out of the window.

Not only will I be lying but I will be living the life of someone else and I will be asked to kill someone and he is not just anyone. He is the prince, next to the throne. How am I going to get out of this?

The car pulled to a halt, and the glass of the car was pulled down.

“There she is.” Looking at my side, Michael stretched his hand, and I stared outside.

I gasped out loud when I saw Dora. She looked so much like me. The only difference was that she had her cut in a bob style and she was dressed in a sophisticated way. She looked so gorgeous and very rich.

She was talking to a man and I am sure that the man was in his late fifties. She looked angry at the man and I was shocked with what she did next. She slapped the old man and yelled some insults at him before walking in.

“As you can see yourself, Dora is someone who doesn't tolerate anything. She is very heartless and spoiled and she likes to get her own way,” he replied.

“And you expect me to act that way? It’s a definite no. She was cruel to that man!” I yelled at him.

“Because he did something to annoy her, and yes, Emma, you have no choice but to act like her. You will be as heartless as she is.”

“I can’t possibly do this, Michael! Can’t you just change your mind? As you have said, she is heartless. She would be the right one for your plan. She would have no problem killing the pr…” I couldn’t complete my sentence because Michael held my throat.

“Not so loud, okay? My plan is not something you can just say out like that and you are the one I want to do the job. Dora might be heartless and cruel but she wouldn’t do the job the way I want it. I would rather have you do it than anyone else,” he retorted angrily.

I nodded gently just as long as he could leave my throat because his hold on it was so painful. He let me go and I breathed heavily holding onto my neck.

The car drove off and I clutched my neck staring at him.

Michael would force me into doing this and I don’t want that, I don’t want it at all. As soon as he drops me off, I will get my dad transferred to another country and I will leave too.

My little savings at the bank can help me achieve this. I only hope that Michael would not know of this new plan of mine and that I will be long gone before he tries to find me…

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Brian’s POV

I sat in the restaurant, waiting for my supposed bride-to-be to arrive. Though the restaurant had been reserved only for my purpose it still felt a bit stuffy.

If I hadn’t been forced to come, I wouldn’t have showed up at all. 

But this marriage is important for the whole state. The merger between the Baxter and the Stone companies must move forward. And if it is delayed, the state would have to suffer for it.

I stared up from my drink and saw my prospective bride walking in.

Dora Baxter, the only daughter of minister Baxter. She is beautiful but unbearable. From what I have heard from the people working for their family, I know that she would make a terrible queen.

And the reason why I’ve called her here is to try to make an arrangement with her.

“Hello, Brian,” she drawled softly as she sat on her seat.

“Don’t you think we aren’t that close enough for you to address me as Brian?” I asked.

“What? Isn’t that your name? I am not used to saying ‘Your Majesty’ or ‘Your Highness.’ It is not my forte,” she answered maliciously.

“Fine, Brian it is. Would you like us to order first or we should just get to the point?” I asked lightly.

“I prefer we get down to business. I’ve been wondering why you called for me suddenly. Ever since we got engaged you’ve avoided me as a plague, and now this? Just tell me why you have called for me,” flicking her eyes at me she asked gently.

“You’re right. I’ve avoided you as the plague because I am not really interested in this marriage, just as you are,” I responded lightly.

“And who told you that I am not interested in this marriage?” she asked.

“I know that you are not interested just as I am not interested, so I’ve brought this proposal to you.”

“What is the proposal?” she asked mildly.

“You still merge your company with ours and I give you part of the land that I own. It is very fertile and useful, it might get you more income in the future.”

“So in other words, we still merge the companies, but we don’t get married, right?”

“Yes, you get half your share of the company and also the land and in exchange we don’t get married. What do you say?” I asked.

She gave me an evil smirk before giving her response.

“No, it’s a no from me, Brian… I want the marriage. It’s not that I love you or I am dying to be with you, but the prospect of being the future queen thrills me a lot. I want to be the queen and it’s either you marry me or we forget this merger nonsense.”

“To be blunt, I don’t see you as my future queen. To me you’re not suited to be one,” I retorted feeling angry.

She stood up angrily staring down at me. “How dare you say that? I am fit to be the queen!”

“You are not. You lack all the qualities of being a queen.”

She raised her hand wanting to hit my face, but my guard was quick to stop.

“Let go of me! Let me go!” she yelled at him angrily.

“Your behavior only shows how unfit you are to be the queen.”

“Fine, then! You don’t want me to be the queen, right? Well, you can forget about the merger because I will do my best to make sure that my dad doesn’t let you have your way!” Pushing the guard away, she began to head out.

I hadn’t planned for this meeting to go this way. If this merger wasn’t really needed, then I won’t be going to her to apologize.

Walking off to meet her, I drew her back.

“Let me go, you fool!” she yelled angrily.

Only Dora Baxter could call me a fool and get out of it without getting hurt.

“We still have to talk!”

“I don’t have anything to say to you. How dare you criticize Dora Baxter? Who the hell do you think you are?”

“The prince and the next heir to the throne.”

“To heck with you being the prince, let me g…”

She couldn’t finish her words because I silenced her with a kiss. It was quite swift and I felt nothing at all and immediately I let her go.

“I am sorry, Dora. Fine, you win. Let’s get married,” I said defeated.

“That’s nice, I will think about it,” she responded lightly before walking away.

I already know that her answer would be yes and just thinking about spending the rest of my life with her makes me feel sick.