~Zion's POV~

Fuck!


When exactly did all of these folks arrive, considering the time of day? Wait, is that my cousin?

'Javier?" I went over there to give him a hug. This man and I haven't crossed paths in a very long time. I gave him a bear hug and took his hand so that we could catch up with one other.

'Hey, that hand was just holding your wife's, Ummm, you know, you know what I mean."


'Cut it, Javier! How are things in New York? Oh my goodness, even after all this time, you haven't lost any of your good looks. 'Aaah, the ladies won't be looking at me anymore; from now on, all eyes will be on you, bro!"

'Ah, shut it." We ventured out into the fresh air, Javier and I. The bastard is still as handsome as I can remember. And despite the fact that I recall him being haughty, damn, he's aging in such a lovely way. Lord help me. My appearance will suffer if other people see me out in public with this man, so I must avoid doing so. I won't make anyone go weak in the knees. With this bastard by my side, no one will drool over me.


'So you married, huh?"

'Yea, I'm a married man."

'Finally..." I heard someone refer to my wife as a bitch just as Javier was about to continue talking. This time, it was not Kelly who was responsible; rather, it was a man. Hell! No one, I repeat, no one ever refers to my wife in that way. Before I could return inside, however, my grandma slapped Jonathan Martins. I am going to guess that he was the one who referred to my wife as a whore. It makes no difference; that is not anything that my wife would ever refer to. I came charging at him. I struck him hard and with a resounding bang!, and I watched as both of his jaws flew out of his mouth. Nobody in their right mind would ever refer to my wife in that manner. No one. This man has just awakened the demon that lies dormant within me. I kicked him so hard that everyone in the room let out an audible gasp. Javier grasped my hand.

'Old Mr. Archer, is this how your grandson behaves? Look how he chiseled my son!"

'And if you don't remain quiet, I'll chisel you myself for not teaching your children how to behave appropriately. ' First, your son entered here ranting. In front of me, he is currently using the slur 'bitch" to refer to my granddaughter. To begin, Zion never had any interest in your daughter in the first place. I have been the one forcing him to marry her. Second, I would like to mention that I am the one who bought and presented the ring that your daughter is currently donning. So, young lady, because I did all of those things without him, do you consider me your fiancé? You have no manners. It is not surprising at all that my grandson has not shown any interest in you. You appear aristocratic, but you are identical to the street-card-playing women. You have to realize that the woman you are calling a whore is incomparably superior to you in every way. I mean, she has the man, but you do not have the man at your disposal. Right, Andrew, take off the ring that's currently on her finger and toss it in the trash can. I bought it after all. '

Kelly Martins's face turned an angry shade of red. It was impossible for me not to notice how self-conscious she was, and I gave thanks to God that I wouldn't have to interact with another person like her ever again.

'Why did we even bother coming here if we're going to be treated with such contempt? First of all, you came here kissing your mistress in front of us while your wife watched. I couldn't give a rat's behind about who bought the ring. Fuck off. What matters is that both families agreed to this. You must not fucking try to outsmart us. Who exactly is this piece of trash? Is she more sophisticated than my eldest daughter in any way? From which well-known family does she hail? She has no name for herself. '

'Oh hell, she does have a name, and she does have a family. We are her family, and she is everything that your daughter is not. She is our treasure, although your daughter is not. Now get out of my house! ' Grandma remarked as she motioned for them to follow her toward the front entrance. The Martins departed without further comment. I ran to my wife and stopped her from getting ready to go to our room. But grandma stopped me.

'From today onwards, Lady Maya will be sleeping with me. You will sleep with your grandfather."

'What?" But when I look at Grandma, I see that she left no space for debate. On the other hand, an idea struck me at that moment. You probably remember this from when you were in high school and used to sneak out of the house to meet your sweetheart whenever you could. Yea that, she doesn't want me to have sex with my wife. Well, grandma, I will be having sex right under your nose. I couldn't help but laugh at myself when I considered that possibility. Well, that kind of sex is very sweet because you will be sneaking out and be quick because you'll be scared to get caught. The odor of sex will permeate every nook and cranny of this home. Because of Grandma, I have been transported back in time to my senior year of high school. After giving my lower lips a quick lick, I positioned Lady Maya on the ground.

'I know that look," Javier said as he laughed. He knows me very well. He came to me and whispered, 'I will put cameras in every corner of the house."

'Don't even try me." We both laughed.

Grandma, I promise you I will fuck my wife three times a day, just like breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It's a promise. I chuckled at my filthy thoughts.

I should be Lady Archer

~Kelly Martins' POV~

What is happening? Why did Zion decide to get married, and why did he even bring that girl to meet the rest of his family? Why is it that I have been unsuccessful in obtaining the name of the girl each time? He even embarrassed me in front of my family. In light of this new information, I am going to suffer a loss of face in M-City. It will be necessary for me to see to it that the girl kicks the bucket, but I will not be the one to bring about her death; another person will. Ivy Jones believes that I am unaware of the game she is playing. Well, I am better than that bitch. She caused me to look foolish in front of Zion, and now it is her turn to be humiliated in front of others. First, I have to confirm my suspicions. I retrieved my phone from its pocket and gave Ivy Jones a call.

Ivy Jones: How wonderful to hear from you, Kelly, and what a pleasant surprise it is.

Kelly Martins: Indeed, do you have a picture of my step-sister?

Ivy Jones: Of course, I have her picture. Do you want me to send it to you?

Kelly Martins: Please, thank you

After I had finished saying that, I hung up the phone and continued with my day. After a minute had passed, a file was sent in, and voila! I was right. The girl is good. She didn't even inform her family that he was the one who was married to Lord Archer, which begs the question: why? Too bad I am a woman on a mission. It's time to get your payback, you whore! You made me make a fool of myself. It is now your turn.

Kelly Martins: This lady right here is Lady Archer, Lord Archer's wife. She is currently in M-City, where she is staying at the Archer family home. I simply wanted to let you know that your sister is married to Lord Archer. I just felt it was something you should know.

~Ivy Jones' POV~

Well, it looks like everything is going to proceed just as planned. That model bitch is doing most of the jobs for me. Stupid model. I will have Lord Archer. I have spent my entire life anticipating the arrival of that man, and I will never, under any circumstances, allow another woman to steal him away from me. I will be Lady Archer. The woman who has amassed the most wealth in both J-City and M-City. I shifted in my seat in bed and focused my attention on the ceiling as thoughts of Lord Archer raced through my head.

Ping! An SMS message. I decided to open it.

Kelly Martins: This lady right here is Lady Archer, Lord Archer's wife. She is currently in M-City, where she is staying at the Archer family home. I simply wanted to let you know that your sister is married to Lord Archer. I just felt it was something you should know.

I have no idea how it happened, but I found myself screaming on the floor after I had rolled out of bed. I yelled continuously, but I was able to control myself once I saw my parents.

'Ivy Jones, what is wrong with you? Why do you look as though you have seen a ghost? The question came from my dad while my mom was rubbing the back of my neck.

'Father! I'm sorry, Mother, but Maya has been telling lies to us. That bitch is Lady Archer." My mother yelled right along with me, but my father kept a smile on his face the entire time.

'That day at the hotel, I knew it, and I had a suspicion that it was true. He abandoned everyone, even some very important people, in order to follow after my daughter. I had no doubt in my mind that she was Lady Archer; I absolutely knew it!"

Look at what you have done. My own father no longer cares about me, Maya. You are the subject of his praise at this very moment. Maya Jones, I will see to it that you pay the price that is rightfully due to you. Lord Archer was supposed to be mine. You were nurtured to be a business transaction, whereas I was groomed to be Lady Archer. Nathan, Nathan needs to help me in destroying Maya's reputation. He will be compelled to confess to Lord Archer that Maya is his fiancée or, even worse, that the two of them had sexual relations with one another. Yes, this will create enough drama for me to find a way to get Lord Archer into bed. But what could possibly be causing my father to behave in such a manner?

'Mother, why is my father pleased that Maya dated my husband?"

'Shut up, shut it. Everything is your fault. When Maya went to give herself to Nathan on that day, you were already in bed with Nathan and Teresa. Since that day, Teresa has stopped providing us with any information about Maya. We know nothing. Ivy, you are to blame for this. If not, you could have married Lord Archer. However, at this point, the man does not even want to look at your face. I have no doubt that Maya has informed him about the manner in which we have been abusing her. Regarding your father, he has never been a father to Maya, therefore you should not be concerned about him. Be concerned about Lord Archer. He is aware that you are impure. Perhaps we should tell a white lie and pretend that Maya had sexual relations with Nathan. Does Nathan talk to you? '

'No, mother, he just came out of the blue and told me that he loves Maya."

'Too bad."

It is going to be necessary for me to make use of Nathan and Teresa in order to create chaos between Maya and my Archer.