Stuck With The Cold Billionaire

Prisca's POV

With tears burning in my eyes, I kept a straight face, trying to act tough.

"...you may now kiss your bride." The priest said at the end of the vows between the couples as cheers erupted from all parts of the church.

Grabbing my gown with both hands, I dug my teeth into my lips, trying to hold back the scream that was threatening to seep out of my mouth.

It was too much for me to bear and no matter how I tried to keep cool about it, I just couldn't.

Excited with the prospect of getting married to my college sweetheart, I did my last shopping the previous night in anticipation of my married life with Xavier Raiden, my fiancé, only to return home to meet devastating news.

Thinking it was a prank to get on my nerves, I shrugged it off not until this morning when Nyx stepped into my wedding gown.

"It wasn't a prank, it's real." I mumbled, wiping my eyes with the back of my palm.

In a bid to stop my tears from blinding my vision, I blinked my eyes but I failed at it as tears rolled down my eyes in torrents as my heart threaded into minute pieces.

"Oh dear! I know you're going to miss your sister but this phase is certain to come in everyone's life." Step Mother, who was sitting next to me said as she handed a napkin to me which I received at once, muttering my thanks.

At this point, all I needed was just one person to listen to my cries and rectify this. I just needed a person to stand as an advocate for me.

The cheers and hearty laughter of the guests were not helping matters as I felt myself floating on space.

To compound my problems, Xavier and Nyx turned around and then began to walk through the aisle to the car waiting for them just outside the building.

The smile on the couples face made me squirm on my seat as I clenched my fists by my side. They looked so happy like the newlyweds they really were.

I'm supposed to be in Nyx's place. Xavier was supposed to be by my side, holding hands with me as we walked down the aisle, into the new life we had always dreamt of.

Xavier Raiden, a multi millionaire with chains of companies all over the nation, had been my fiancé for six months.

Those six months had been fun filled for me as we learnt about each other only to get proposed to on my birthday which I accepted without thinking twice.

When Nyx, my little sister, learnt of it, she was furious. She told me a whole lot of things about Xavier, from being a pervert to being uncaring and not loving but that didn't deter me since he had never shown me that part of him.

Deep down, I knew it was jealous speaking and so I didn't bother to pick up a fight with her.

If only I knew she had an ulterior motive, I wouldn't have said anything about our relationship but it was too late to cry over spilled milk.

Shutting my eyes, I took a deep breath as I pulled myself up.

If I spent a minute more here, I wouldn't be able to control myself so I had to leave.

Getting home since I didn't want to be a part of the party taking place in Valero's Garden, my choice place for reception, I began to take my clothes off the rack.

My family betrayed me, who knows what they will do next.

Done with my packing, I took a look at my now empty room and after forcing a little smile, I began to pull my luggage, struggling under the weight of it.

Just when I was about to pull the door open, the door flung open, causing me to step backwards and my parents stepped in.

"Where are you going?" It was my mother who broke the silence in the living room.

"I'm leaving." I replied, my tone hoarse as a result of crying for too long.

"Come on Prisca, you should get a grip of yourself." Father said, trying to touch me but I pulled away with my face scrunched up in disgust.

"We understand how you feel dear and we are sorry for not informing you in time."

Smiling bitterly at them, two large tears rolled down my cheeks as I replayed how the news was broken to me last night.

Grabbing the handle of my box even more tightly, I tried to take a step but father stopped me.

"We did what was right" He said, causing my anger to skyrocket and just when I was about to yell at him, he said, "There is a replacement."

Just like their words sounded strange to me the previous day, this also sounded strange as I scrunched up my brows in confusion.

"Yes Prisca, your father and I didn't intend to leave you stranded after giving Nyx to Xavier instead."

Mother paused for a few minutes before saying, "Xavier and Nyx are the perfect couples and with their collaboration... they will build a bigger company..."

"Enough!" I yelled, stamping my feet against the floor in fury.

"I'm not interested in whatever reason you have to offer, I'm leaving." I pulled my luggage but father appeared in front of me, trying to calm me down.

"Come on Khloe..." He kept on saying the same thing repeatedly.

Somehow, my parents won me over and I found myself sitting on the couch, my luggage still by my side, waiting for the slightest opportunity to scurry off.

"Where is he?" Mother asked father when he returned from the kitchen where he had gone to receive a call and to get me a glass of water too.

"Here," He said to me and since I was famished, I downed the whole content in a go.

"A minute more." He replied as I began to shake my legs in impatience.

Just when I was about to voice out a complaint, my father hurried towards the door and then he pulled it open for an elderly man in a wheelchair to be rolled in.

"Here he is, Calvin Johan." Mother was so excited that I couldn't help but to wonder why.