Yna's pov
I was still in confusion about the sudden engagement and the fact that there was no official ceremony. I didn't get a ring but somehow I'm engaged? And that too to a man I have never met. What if he doesn't like me? What's his family like? Why would he agree to this? Because I presume the men usually know. Why did Dad choose me?
So many questions and no answers. Then again, I don't think any answer do make me feel better. It's been 2days and I've been dying to talk to someone. Anyone but mom.
Leighla. She was my only option. Assuming she didn't find it funny anymore.
As I walked to her bedroom, I saw her on her phone which she quickly stashed under her pillow. Weird. I did not dwell on it for too long though, preferring to let her tell me when she wanted.
"Leigh, do you think it'd be weird if I googled Serial Llockheart?"I asked
Her face contorted into a weird shape but she shook her head no.
"The man is literally going to be your husband so I think you have a right to know what he looks like even before an official meeting"
I smiled. The kind that said I was relieved.
Knowing Leighla, she probably was enjoying this more than I would. So we set out to investigate the lockhearts. Started with Blaze, Trevon, Bryant and ended with Serial Lockheart like the private detectors we were not.
Pulling up a page on him, we read about his net worth, a few past flings, lifestyle and everything in between. He didn't seem like a very friendly guy but I could've bet on that. None of the Lockhearts were. He also apparently was seen with Elena Stilinski last summer. Wonder who was more narcissistic. I'd interacted with Elena before in our social circles and she was a snob. I can confirm. And that was years ago when we were 12. Lord knows what she's turned into now.
Anyways this fiancée of mine was hot, literally the face and body of a god. I might have found him more attractive if I had found at least one picture of him smiling.
Overall, not that I knew my type but if I did, it would definitely not be him. And that is exactly why this engagement needed to not come off. I needed to make sure it didn't.
It would ruin everything. My easy and slow secretary life and my revenge on Enzo.
Enzo.
The name brought a wave of nausea and a vivid memory I didn't want, when Leighla told
"First semester in college was my worst. I was finding it hard to adjust. Knox and were far away in different cities and fighting to make our relationship work. The classes were brutal. And I was barely making any friends. Enzo was my first friend. Or at least he pretended to be.
He pretended to help me with Knox. Told me he would have a bothers heart to heart if I gave him his contact. And when Knox broke up. He was there through my heartbreak. I can't believe he turned around, lied and courted after only to do the same thing as Knox. Rip my heart to tiny bits"
It was the first time she had opened up a bit about him and I was glad I had a better image of who I needed revenge on.
Anyways, back to reality where I need to keep my cover up. I have always wanted been fascinated with living a life of simplicity, wanting nothing to do with the family business. When I'd gone abroad to study for my degree, I literally went there as Sarafyna Naledi Yuriat. All the pomp and show that comes with the name and money. One thing I learnt, I hated the attention. A girl with braces, hearing aids and glasses but enough money to change people's lives? Sounded like a joke when I couldn't change mine. Wanting to get away from all of that, I made a deal with Dad.
Five years of freedom for keeping my grades up. And they grades?. They were kept. I rushed through my degree, kept my grades and graduated so that I could live like a free bird. Then I'd taken up a simple job as a secretary working for the company. It was the perfect disguise to blend in. And I am already a master of it. No way did I want to give that up.
Thinking about it, it's been 4years already. Now that I think about it, I am running out of time. If I give in this time, I will never have a chance to escape from this hell. Marrying a Lockheart would seal that awful fate. A life constantly in the public eye and a marriage of convenience.
Ironic, considering it could only be Enzo or a marriage of love. Admittedly I felt some sort of physical attraction to the Lockheart brother in the meeting room. Unfortunately I will never know which one is because I didn't have my glasses on. Admittedly they were all hot so at least my first kiss wasn't wasted.
At the thought of the kiss, I remembered Christean. I would recognize the bright red shirt any day. It was his signature outfit and it made it easier to know where he is even if I don't have my glasses. There was a sudden pang and I felt the need to clarify the kiss with him even though I didn't know why.
I took a deep breath from my inner turmoil only to look over at Leighla. She was so sound asleep. Leighla Althea Yuriat. Now that's the girl I know. Quick to get back on her feet and smile through a rough day.
I kissed her head goodnight and headed to bed. The weekend was almost over and I had work tomorrow.
Demons to face. Literally. My dad and Christean. And of course and Enzo to find.