Loving Justin

Third person POV

Prologue

VICTORIA CAMPBELL sat in the huge wide library reading an enticing book that has captured her attention two hours ago. And there is no way she's ever taking her eye or concentration of it.

The shine of the sunset illuminating the whole room made the already cozy room more cozier. Victoria sigh in contentment while her eyes appreciate the novel from the New York Time Number One Selling Author, Nora Robert.

Currently she was reading one of her book called 'Playing the odds'. Oh! how she wish her life is that of a fairy tales like in the book. Thou the book has been published out since 1985 but years of looking for the book around the huge bookshelves wasn't easy to find that was the cost of seeing the book in the first place at the age of eleven.

Victoria knows she could as well buy a new one but she feels buying another one was a disrespect to the one still available in the library and it was also first edition, it was there but hard to find but with luck at her side she managed to sight the book which means today was her lucky day and she hopes today will bring a new beginning and new changes in her life.

Getting to chapter twelve the captivating part or should she say all were so. The sound of the library door opening instantly caught her attention, she happens to be so with years of being cautious and attentive of her surrounding.

Victoria gaze up to find a average height woman with blonde hair, grey eyes woman like hers stepped in. You could mistaking her to be a model but one wouldn't know she had clocked her 30s.

Victoria sigh at the sight of her mother. Anna Campbell "Good Evening Mom" She stood up kissing her mom's two cheeks affectionately

Anna smiled at her daughter's mood, she seem to be ever so jovial today "Good Evening dear. It looks like you've been here through out your off day at work" She couldn't help but comment as seeing Victoria at home could cause the dear old heart of Mrs Elliott the housekeeper have an heart attack. That the effect a workaholic has on someone when she decided to take a day off.

Victoria knowing what her mother was implying chuckled out "Surprised?" She raised her brow at the middle age woman opposite her as she took her sit back on the sofa laying in the corner of the library which has a staircase at the back to help moving around in search of a book high up.

Anna smiled at the blonde headed lady who genetically inherit her similar feature "Yes I am. Normally you stay out spending your off day with your friend Lia. Imagine when I got home only to find out from Mr Milton the gardener that you never left the house" She tuck back a hair that had managed to pull out from Victoria's ponytail back behind her ear.

The young lady Campbell smiled at her mother's kind gesture "Lia isn't around so I took it upon myself to search for the book I have long be searching for and imagine how miraculous I found it. Today must indeed be my lucky day" She said lifting the book for mom to have a look at.

Anna faintly smile feeling guilty for what she was about saying "I see" She spoke out then cleared her throat for what she was about bringing up which wasn't pleasant "Initially that wasn't why I came here. If it where up to me I wouldn't be here I seriously refused to disturb your peace but I fear I have no other choice"

Sensing reluctant in her mother's voice Victoria drop down the novel she had on her hands down on the stand beside the chair gently "What could be bothering you?" Victoria calmly ask.

Taking a deep breath Anna began talking "As you know years goes and passes by you aren't getting any younger, you also haven't been I'm any relationship and your father fears who will end up growing old without getting married" Not liking where this subject was heading to Victoria sat up waiting for the heavy blow to land "So you father arranged a marriage for you to the Smith's family" Anna finished then cautiously studying her daughter.

Victoria slowly digested what her mother just said. Thou she was angry at her dad's intervention on her personal life but she couldn't help but think he was only concerned at her well been. Victoria intention from the start was to never get married even as she loves the relationship and love her parent shared. Not wanting to disappoint her father she questioned "Which of the Smith?"

Anna surprise expression didn't go pass Victoria to take notice "Justin Smith" She slowly replied to her daughter back.

Victoria nodded at that "Okay. Inform dad of my approval" She said then took back her novel then set back her full attention back on it.

Anna with her disbelief look stood up leaving the library she never expected Victoria to easily give in. Anna guess the forgiven and kind heart of her daughter has manage to damage her daughter's sense of reasoning.

While Victoria who was busy reading her interesting novel could only think maybe its about time she has a taste of her own fairytale. It was time to take a leap.

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MEANWHILE, JUSTIN SMITH carefully took a gulp of tequila from the glass in his hand while he stare out from the huge high glass of his office which presented him an atmosphere of beautiful scenery.

But his mind couldn't be more far. Justin's thought hasn't wilder from his approval to Michael Campbell's absurd suggestion. Marriage. That one word scares Justin a lot, yet here he is regretting and resenting ever agreeing to tie the knot with Michael's daughter Victoria Campbell. How familiar that name sounds.

He took another swallow from the glass this time heavily. Deep down he knew Michael had it all planned down. For eight months Justin needed the damn mans signature on the paper to hand over his networking company over to him which he had rejected continually and all of a sudden a marriage suggestion was presented to him I order to gain possession of the network station.

Justin wanted nothing more than to disagree on Michael's terms but the greed of having something he never had over clouded his sense of reasoning.

Choosing not to think more about it only to make him regret his decision, Justin shook the negative thought behind and only thought of the good and positive thing this marriage of his will bring.

Because anything Justin wants....he gets. He smirk at his wise thought.

The sound of his phone ringing snapped him from his deep contented thought. Heading to his desk he picked up his iPhone to find Michael's name appearing on it.

Without wasting much time he answered his call.

The old man didn't take much time in saying out "She agreed to marrying you. Get prepared"

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"Victoria it's time," The voice of my mother rang out the ajar to as she steps in. Happiness filled her face at the thought of my wedding.

Currently standing opposite a large standing mirror. I gazed intensely at myself taking full details of my appearance.

The white mermaid wedding gown I had on flay touching the floor, the short off-shoulder lace forming a V neckline. The top to the waist designed with a flowery lace the waist downwards designed with net-lace making the mermaid side look floppy.

"Are you ready for your big day?" My mother's excitedly spoke smoothing my gown.

Today I was getting married to Justin Smith. Thou it's only a contract marriage I could only wish for more. We met only once at the arrangement meeting after that, he disappeared. Never to be seen till now.

He still looked exactly as I had remembered. His brunette hair stylishly punk, his straight pointed nose, his smooth hard-cut jaw, along with his firm lips. Hell, his body was to kill for, putting men into disgrace, he appeared tone and muscular, his 6'5 inches height with his long legs should be illegal.

No words could describe how he made me feel. I wish he feels the same way.

"Yes." I whispered out taking a deep breath. It was time to tie the knot and become a Smith. Its now nor ever.

I took my mothers outstretched hands as we stepped out of the suites. The sight of my father waiting at the top of the stairs graced my presence. Leading me to him my mom handed me over to his side.

"I'm happy to see you like this. You deserve this my dear," His calm voice almost bringing me at the point of tears as he pat me hand which held his gently. "Your groom awaits."

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Groom?

Does a groom behave this way?

I rage questions to myself. Not less than four hours of marriage am starting to reconsider my choice in agreeing to marry Justin.

Heavy footsteps pacing opposite me crowded my space in the large honeymoon suite. Justin ran his fingers though his hair looking deep in thought.

His action made me nervous of what the outcome of his mood would produce. The bowtie on his neck hanged loose leaving a few button open by the top.

His pace suddenly halt as he gazed at me "Pull off that dress and lay on the bed." He sternly spoke out with blazing eyes.

What?

"I'm sorry what?" I asked with a frown placed between my brows. Confusion right now is an understatement of the century

"Aren't you my wife you're supposed to fulfill and satisfy my needs." He chide putting his hands into his pocket presenting himself intimidating.

I had no idea when a gasp escaped my lips as I stared at him in disbelief. He spoke to me like I was a slut. Who the hell does he think he is to order me that way.

Straighten my spine I glared at him were he stood "Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like a slut. Do I look like a possession or property to you?" I calmly said even if I was feeling the opposite inside.

His dark brow raise "Aren't you?"

"What?"

"I bought you in exchange of a company that doesn't make you any less a thing," He smirk at my disoriented state.

The nerve of him!

"How dare you speak to me that way? Is this how you talk to a woman? Did you mother raise you this way?" I stood up heading towards him slowly already boiling in rage.

"Don't bring my mother into this conversion." His expression changed.

"Why shouldn't I?"

In a flash he appear to my face "Because you aren't half the woman she is, you're far from that position." He snared to my face piercing his sea blue eyes to mine.

Slapped on his face by his words I staggered back with a look of defeat. What have I gotten myself into?

This wasn't the Justin I knew?

Why do I feel this is nothing but an act to push me away? Or could this be the real him?

Frustrated I latch out back at him "Sorry to burst your bubbles then because I'm never going to have sex with a prude like you. Or are you going to rape me?" I asked not snapping my gaze off his. "I hope you're gentleman enough not to do so. Go find someone willing to abide to your will."

A smirk automatically appeared on his face "That shouldn't be hard. Just know your statement just now will come to bite you one day."

At his words he left the masters bedroom filling it empty and cold.

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Victoria POV

A month has passed since my marriage to Justin and there is not one day of it that am happy with. Is it possible to say I was already detesting ever agreeing to my him, cause am starting to think so.

I raised my head from the pillow look through the window wishing I could fly but I can't I was stock here. There was no backing out, am not the type of girl who believes in divorce. Its better to leave your life as a single than get married only to back out afterward finding out that marriage isn't as simple as people pointed it out to be. It never is.

Ever since I married Justin he never came to my room or spend the night at home, always out party god knows where and probably banging a girl out there. I think, what the hell was I doing here in the first place.

This wasn't the happily ever after I had wanted for myself. I seem to be facing another side of a marriage I never needed. What is Justin Smith doing to me? This wasn't the man I met in the past, who is this stranger am married to?

I sometimes pretend I wasn't hurt but deep within me it hurts than I can ever say. Most times I felt suffocated even if the surrounding was wide and free with fresh air. Not once do I feel welcomed and comfortable in my own husband's house, I felt more like a guest in it. And that isn't a good sign at all.

Needing something to put into my stomach I lifted myself of the queen sized bed putting on the slippers laying on the floor beside the bed. I stretched my arms up yawning out in an unladylike way, if my mom had seen me she would have knocked some senses into my head.

Not wanting to head downstairs to the kitchen appearing like a zombie I moved over to the bathroom. Glancing at myself in the mirror I appear to look scary almost making me shriek out in horror.

"What the hell?" I murmured to myself. My blonde hair had tangled into a mess, my grey eyes looked puff with nights of crying and to make matters worst I had a drool on my face. That means James my brother was saying the truth indeed, I really did drool and like always I'll keep on denying it.

Immediately I on the tap in the sink watching my face properly then took a towel from the rack and wipe off the water. I checked my teeth out for dirt then contemplated it I should brush before eating or after. Deciding on before eating I picked up my toothbrush from where it was then paste it and not wanting to waste much time I begin brushing.

Feeling like I have properly put myself together I head to the couch in my bedroom picking up the long silk jacket to my short nighties.

I headed down the stairs finding my way in the huge house, answering greeting from the cleaners along the way. It didn't take long before I found the kitchen.

Getting at the kitchen door I heard the sound of appliances moving around which signifies Mrs Cullen the cookers presences.

The aroma coming from whatever she was cooking made me more hungry due to skipping dinner last night not wanting to set eyes on Justin. One could say I was avoiding him. Which I am.

"Good Morning Mrs Cullen" I greeted her when my stomach grumbled in hunger. I was seriously staving, if I don't have something now I feel I would loose my sanity.

"Good morning Mrs Smith" She greeted back with an appreciative smile then resume making breakfast.

Sitting down on the stool near the island, I studied Mrs Cullen as she make breakfast "What are you making? Because I swear I can smell pancake"

The short petty grey headed woman chuckled at my remark, she reminds me of granny who passed way six years ago. The comfort Mrs Cullen provides me know no bound.

"It is so my dear" She said putting three pancakes on a plate handing it over to me which I gratefully took then immediately begin digging into it.

"Why haven't you resign yet Mrs Cullen?" I questioned curiously. For long I have been meaning to know why.

"Call me Georgia" She said glancing at me briefly then resumed making more pancake "Here take a blueberry to match with it to bring a pleasant taste" She hand me a bowl filled with blueberry which I appreciated her for.

"When you call me by my name Victoria is when I'll do so with yours" I stated then resumed eating my meal.

"Well about your question earlier. Years of experience in the kitchen seems to affect me from refusing to resigning but Mr Smith been the kind and thoughtful man he is offered to supply me my general needed once I resign with will be very soon my dear" At her words I nearly cried out.

Losing my apatite I dropped down my cutlery "I'll miss you" I sadly spoke out making Georgia switch off the gas and suspended whatever she was doing.

"Oh sweetheart" She pulled me into her welcoming embrace "All will be well. Let me tell you.." Georgia shifted her gaze at me "..Justin isn't a bad guy, its just his way of avoiding his past from repeating just give him a chance. Okay?" I nodded in reply, I was never the type to give up easily. I will do whatever I can to save my marriage.

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Late that night feeling tasty I left my bedroom to myself a drink. The hallway and surroundings were totally dark making it hard to see through.

After an eternity of finding the kitchen a noise coming from there stopped me short. Who could that be? A bugler? Kidnapper? Ready to defend myself from whoever that was. I froze when I realise that wasn't a noise of someone breaking in. I mean what genius would break into a high security building like this.

Bzzzz! Came a sound

Justin?

So it true. He's really having cheat in me with another girl. But wasn't that my suggestion, I never knew he would heed to it?

Tears threatened to escape my eyes. Not able to stand it any more I left there forgetting my thirst. I ran straight to my room crying hard with a deep sob taking over my whole body.

Why my life? I questioned. Why isn't mine different? I internally yelled. Feeling suffocated I rushed to the balcony in my room to have a gulp of fresh air.

What the hell is wrong with me? Why is he doing this to me? Who have I ever wronged in this life? Am I not perfect enough?

Self doubt filled my senses. Feeling self-conscious I wrapped my arm around myself?

Why do I still want him after what I just saw? I angrily thought.

For once in my life I resent my too forgiven heart. It was bound to bring me more heartbreak. And more I had wished to have dated to know how men minds work but right now am totally useless.

I was useless.

Readers knowledge only: But what Victoria doesn't know was it all an act.

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