MARRIED TO THE ARROGANT STAR
She's stubborn, young, and craving love.
He's rich, famous, and impossible to read.
When 19 year old Liana Harper is suddenly arranged to marry Ethan Blackwell, the continent's most popular pop idol and heir to a vast empire, their worlds collide in a storm of arrogance, cold stares, and fiery clashes.
Thrown together by family pressure, mismatched personalities, and high expectations, Liana and Ethan must navigate a life neither of them chose filled with secrets, jealousy, and unexpected emotions.
Can a stubborn girl and a grumpy superstar survive a forced marriage? Or will their differences tear them apart before love even has a chance?
Enemies forced into marriage sparks everywhere.
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Chapter 10
Married To The Arrogant Star
Episode 10
By: peachlips
Liana's Pov:
When I wake up the next morning, I can't find mum at home as she has already left for work. Perfect!
I follow my normal morning routine take my bath, eat and leave for school.
I get to class and meet Nicole there already, I wonder if I can ever beat her to it, She comes too early.
"Hello princess," she teases as I sit next to her.
"Hi," I reply with an eye roll, and she laughs.
"I've been waiting the entire day for you Liana. So tell me how was-"
"You wouldn't believe what happened," I cut her off knowing what she wants to say.
Her eyes beam immediately.
"Oh my gee! Liana spill it out already," she says curiously and I smile.
"Well first of all, I caught him making out with a lady in the restroom," I say and she gasps eyes widening.
"What???" she shrieks. "Making out... you mean they were having s3x?"
"What else does making out mean?" I ask and she gasps again.
"Oh my God Liana! Are you kidding me? And... hold on did you say you caught them? Like... you really?"
"Gosh! Of course not. I only heard them moaning from the room," I reply irritably and she sighs.
"Better. You're too young to see such a view," she says and I glare at her. She laughs.
"But this is really incredible. Hold on did he see you?" she asks.
"Yeah... when he was done with the lady. I had to wee and was washing my hands when he came up and stood behind me," I reply and she gasps, holding my hand.
"Oh, my God! You saw him? He... he saw you?" she bumbles,and I huff, releasing my hand from hers.
"Stop being so dramatic, Nicole. I mean, he asked why I was there because he had ordered the guards at the entrance not to let anyone in. Gosh! That guy's so rude. I felt like smacking him in the face. You won't believe what he told me. My bag had slipped from my hand and almost hit him and he asked if I was blind," I say loathfully and she gasps.
"Oh my gosh! He did?" she shrieks.
"Yes. And it was so annoying. Well I told him I wasn't blind."
"What? Liana, you did? You spoke back at him?"
"Of course. He's lucky I even apologised in the first place. Seriously, Nicole he's too rude and grumpy. I wonder how his friends cope with him.
"Mum had taken me later on to say hi to him when we were about leaving and you wouldn't believe the way he snubbed me. He completely lacks manners. Even his mum had prodded him to give me a handshake, but he ignored her. He's such a spoilt dumb-ass brat," I say angrily and Nicole starts laughing.
"Oh my God! Liana, you're so funny. You're acting like the whole thing happened this morning. I can't. You're talking about the world's famous Ethan in such a manner.
"Anyway, I've always heard how rude he was. I just never knew it was to this extent. But tell me how does he look? I mean, is he really as cute as he looks on TV and on stage?" she asks and I roll my eyes.
"Well when it comes to good looks he's the top. I don't think I've seen someone as cute as he is," I reply and she shrieks covering her mouth with her palm.
"Oh Liana! You're giving me goosebumps. I can't imagine it."
"Yeah he's handsome and all that but his looks are the exact opposite of his attitude. No wonder they say beauty lies in the heart."
The ABC girls don't show up in school that day and it kind of puzzles me. Well it's better that way.
We receive the morning classes and during lunch Nicole and I eat together in the café. After a few more hours school finally comes to a close.
"How's Jackson?" Nicole suddenly asks as we walk out together.
I sigh and tuck my hair behind my ear.
"He's fine," I say perfunctorily. I need to get ready for my date with him.
"Is everything okay with you guys? I mean you sound-"
"I'm fine Nicole. I know you're just trying to look for a blame to put on him," I cut her off and she chuckles.
"Well you're wrong, Liana. I'm just being concerned. I don't want my best friend to fall into the wrong hands," she says and I just roll my eyes.
"Hold on; isn't that your mum?" she asks, and I stop walking as I also catch a sight of her.
What? Mum? What the hell's she doing here?
She's standing by her black jeep looking around, and finally she sees me and starts walking toward me. What's going on? What's she doing here?
"Wow! I must admit Liana this mother of yours is really something else. She's so pretty and hot," Nicole says but none of it interests me as I just keep pondering mum's unheralded appearance at my school.
"Good evening, ma'am," Nicole greets with a little bow when she gets to where we are.
"Good evening," mum replies and turns to me.
"How're you Liana?" she asks with a smile, making me even more confused.
"Uh... I'm... I'm fine. Good evening," I stutter helplessly.
"Come on I came to pick you up," she says, holding my hand and starting to walk with me to the car.
I turn and look at Nicole and she just shrugs and waves at me.
"Hold on mum; did you just say you came to pick me up from school?" I ask as we both sit next to each other in the jeep.
She chuckles. I can't remember the last time she ever did something like that coming to pick me up from school. I mean... mum???
"I've got great news Liana great news! And I just couldn't wait for you to get home before spilling it out," she says excitedly and I just watch in mere bewilderment.
"Wh... What news?" I ask curiously and she laughs.
"Wait till we get home," she replies and speeds off.
So many thoughts keep dancing through my head as I think about mum's uncanny attitude. What news could she possibly have to tell me that'd make her come all the way to school to pick me up? I can't believe she even laughed. I mean I can't remember the last time mum laughed with me.
She's so excited during the drive, and it only increases my curiosity.
Finally we get home and I feel so relieved because I can't wait to hear the "great news."
We step down from the car and go into the sitting room together and I sit down and await her to speak up.
"Liana," she calls ecstatically as she sits in front of me.
"I'm listening mum."
She pauses and giggles.
"Do you remember a few days ago when I told you I was working on something important?" she asks and I try to think.
Of course.
"Y... Yeah I do," I reply and she continues.
"Well, guess what? It's finally been accomplished. And guess what it is," she enthuses and I scoff.
"What is it mum?" I ask not interested in guessing.
"Come on just guess," she says but I keep mute, and she laughs.
Oh, God! I can't believe mum's actually laughing.
"Okay fine I'll tell you. Besides I'm sure you won't be able to guess it right," she pauses and clears her throat a bit.
"This Saturday," she says.
"You'll be getting married to Ethan."
TBC.
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7.7
In their first year of marriage, Melinda's husband never shared her bed, and the loneliness became a craving.
She understood why after catching him kissing her sister-she was just a stand-in.
When that restless craving finally sharpened into an ailment, she went to the hospital and met a doctor whose steady hands almost unraveled her.
The next day, he showed up as the company's new CEO and made her his assistant.
"Sir, I have a husband. Stop hitting on me." She had tried to resist, but eventually, she still became his girlfriend.
Her ex begged tearfully, "Melinda, let's start over. Don't leave me."
Melinda huffed, "Sorry. I'm not interested in a man who couldn't perform in bed."
8.5
For five years, Alena lived as the secret girlfriend of Hollywood's golden boy, Kane Moody, locked away in a luxury penthouse.
Everything shattered when Vanity Fair announced his engagement to a famous actress, quoting him saying it was his "first time finding real love." But instead of letting Alena go, Kane's security team trapped her inside the apartment.
When she tried to fight back, she discovered the horrifying truth.
The entire penthouse was wired with hidden cameras, recording her most private breakdowns to use as blackmail.
His crisis team threatened her sick mother and forced Alena to sign away her life.
He even used her trust fund to secretly buy his new fiancée a $2.4 million emerald necklace.
The darkest betrayal came when she sneaked out to buy emergency contraceptives, only for Kane to call her untraceable burner phone.
"You don't need that," he whispered.
He revealed that months ago, under the guise of a vitamin shot, his private doctor had secretly implanted a three-year contraceptive device in her arm.
Alena was paralyzed with dread, her body violated and her existence reduced to a node in his surveillance network. She couldn't understand why a man who publicly discarded her refused to let her leave his sight.
Desperate, she used a secret work assignment to flee on a private helicopter to an isolated cabin in Aspen. But as the chopper flew away and the cabin door opened, Kane was standing by the fire, smiling as the winter storm rolled in.
9.8
They say when life throws you a lemon, you should turn it to a lemonade, even though some things weren't just intentional.
"For the next three years, you will work under my son, Anthony. You will obey him unconditionally and assist him in developing the first humanoid robots. It's all stated in the contract."
Melissa, a brilliant first-class robotics engineer, signs a binding contract to save her only sister who urgently needs surgery. Not only must she work for Anthony-the arrogant CEO of the Morgan Group-but she must also marry him.
Throughout the contract, Anthony treats her like a lowlife, belittling her at every opportunity and even stealing credit for her achievements, convinced she would never dare to leave. But as the three years draw to a close, her supposed knight in shining armor, Josh, shows up as he promised.
Will Melissa walk away from Anthony, reclaim her freedom, and rekindle the spark with Josh? Or will Anthony realize too late just how much he stands to lose when the countdown to their divorce begins?
And what if there was more to the accident that left Melissa's sister in need of surgery-and forced Melissa into this contract?
If you want to feel first hand what it means for a lady to possess her possession, then get over here!
8.3
Hovering as a translucent soul in the freezing cemetery, I watched Corbin Mendez—the ruthless billionaire I had spent my entire life despising—violently smash open my tomb.
I thought he had come to desecrate my corpse. Instead, he collapsed to his knees, reverently kissed my dead lips, and swallowed a lethal bottle of pills without a drop of water.
In my past life, I was betrayed by my ex-fiancé, framed by my vicious step-family, and trapped in a suffocating marriage with Corbin. I thought he was a paranoid, abusive monster who only wanted to control me. I fought his madness every single day until I died sick, exhausted, and utterly defeated.
But watching him climb into my casket, wrapping his massive arms around my cold body to die beside me, my non-existent heart shattered.
Why hadn't I seen the truth? He wasn't a monster; he was a deeply traumatized man suffering from severe PTSD, and his obsessive love for me was his only tether to sanity.
The regret and agony tore my soul to pieces.
"My love, I'm too late."
Those were his last words before his heart stopped.
When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't floating in a dark tomb. I was lying in Corbin's bed, exactly two years in the past.
This time, I wouldn't run away. I would heal the broken beast who died for me, and I would personally put a bullet in everyone who ruined us.
7.0
For six years, I was the obedient, pathetic girlfriend of Arron, the adopted heir to the terrifying Mayer empire.
But on the night of a major party, he abandoned me for another woman, leaving me humiliated and alone in a hotel penthouse.
While I was crying in the bathtub, a splitting headache suddenly unlocked a terrifying truth. I wasn't just a discarded girlfriend; I was living inside a scripted corporate thriller. I was the disposable side character destined to be crushed by the Mayer family, driven to despair, and drowned in the freezing Hudson River so Arron and his new love could have their happy ending.
My destined ending was nothing but a joke to them.
"When he gets bored and throws you out, you'll be worse than a stray dog."
Arron's cruel warning echoed in my mind, but the phantom feeling of freezing water closing over my head completely burned away my pathetic love for him. Why did I have to die just to be a stepping stone for the man who threw me away like trash?
I refused to be a tragic victim. Looking at the broken gold watch chain I had just ripped from the coat of Cassius Mayer—Arron's ruthless, untouchable billionaire father—a cold calculation took over. Since Arron wanted to ruin me, I was going to use the most feared man on Wall Street to tear their empire down from the inside.
9.4
I was once the princess of the Upper East Side, but now I’m just "debt wrapped in pretty skin." To keep my father alive in a federal penitentiary, I signed a contract I didn't fully understand. I thought it was about restoring my family's name, but producer Barnett Orr treated it like a bill of sale for my soul.
Inside his limousine, the air smelled like gasoline and fear. Barnett didn't want a star; he wanted a victim. He bruised my jaw and ripped my vintage silk gown to shreds, laughing because he knew I couldn't fight back without signing my father's death warrant.
"Don't forget who owns you, Felicity," he whispered.
When he dragged me into Dewitt Knight’s penthouse party, I was a walking disaster. I huddled in Barnett’s oversized jacket, my lip bleeding and my spirit shattered. The elite crowd didn't see a victim; they saw a fallen girl selling herself for a role. A former rival poured red wine over me, and the room erupted in cruel laughter while Barnett told everyone he was just "testing my commitment."
I looked up at the balcony, locking eyes with Dewitt Knight. He was a god in a bespoke suit, looking down at me with cold, lethal disgust. He didn't see the bruises or the desperation. He only saw a transaction he found beneath him.
"So the rumors are true," he said, his voice cutting through the music. "The Aguilars really will do anything for money now. Even this."
I was trapped between a monster who wanted to break me and a man who thought I was trash. No one cared that my father's life depended on my silence. When Barnett cornered me in a guest room later that night, his belt jingling like a death knell, I realized no one was coming to save a girl like me.
I fought back with a crystal vase, shattering it against his shoulder, but I was drowning in my own terror. Just as Barnett lunged for my throat, the door was kicked off its hinges. Dewitt stood there, finally seeing the blood on the carpet and the map of purple bruises on my bare back.
He chased the monster away, but I didn't feel safe. I locked the guest room door, wedged a chair under the handle, and slept with a silver letter opener pressed against my skin. When I crept into the kitchen at midnight and found him waiting in the shadows, I aimed the blade at his heart.
"In this house, no one hurts you," he promised, his voice a low velvet rumble.
But in a world where I had already been sold once, I knew that even protection came with a price I couldn't afford to pay.