Vengeance

Chapter 10

Ava's POV

It's unbearable. All the hype about this marriage, it's just like salt to my wounds. I haven't talked to Martha since our last conversation. I just can't handle it right now. Arthur hasn't showed up since my last encounter with him, which I am glad about. I don't wanna see his face at the moment. Mr. Hunt is busy as always in his dirty politics and illegal businesses. I can't believe I'm gonna be his daughter-in law in less than a week.

I was sitting at the breakfast table with Mr. Hunt this morning when he announced that he was going to throw a big party to make some special announcements about his business and his son's marriage. I sat their gaping at him. Hunt's parties means a lot of dangerous people at one place. This party was going to be one the biggest party of New York. Celebrities, politicians, business partners, and probably criminals too.
I was going to be in a crowd of hundreds of people for the first time in 13 years. Something I was not at all prepared for.
A snap of fingers broke me from my train of thoughts.

"Stop daydreaming, child. It's time to start preparing yourself to meet all our guests that are going to attend this party. You are going to be the center of attention on Saturday evening." Mr. Hunt said sternly.

"This Saturday?!"

"Yes, this Saturday, which is day after tomorrow."

"What's with the rush? You told me about this marriage only yesterday!" I asked.

He glared at me. "Do not question me!"
I flinched at his tone.

"I want you to do something for me. Meet me in my study in 10 mins." With that he left.

"Urghhhh" I pulled my hair in frustration.

Now what does he want from me? Wasn't all this enough?

I knocked the door of his study. I entered after hearing a gruff 'come in'. Mr. Hunt's back was facing me, he was on a phone.

"I want a complete background check on Ryan King." a pause "Yes, get back to me as soon as you can." He cut the call and turned to face me.

"You needed me for something." I said in a low nervous voice.

"Yes, since you are officially going to be a part this family, I thought you should to start getting familiar with our business."
He picked a file from his desk and extended it towards me.

"Arthur was supposed to be doing this, but he hasn't been picking up his phone since yesterday."

Must be laying in a club, passed out, as usual. If not that.. then probably into a hotel bed with some slut.

I rolled my eyes internally. I took the file from his hand.

"Anyway, I want you to take this contract and hand it to Ryan King of King Corporations. Tell him congratulations and apologize that I couldn't meet him myself because of some urgent business. And also don't forget to invite him to the party that we're holding this Saturday evening. Tell him his presence is necessary, that I insisted."

"Yes, sir" I nodded.

"Wilson, will take you there in an hour. I have already made the appointment. And do not screw this for me." He warned.
I nodded and left.

This was going to be my first social interaction with literally anyone outside this damn mansion. But this wasn't the first time I was leaving this place. I was allowed to go for shopping groceries, clothes and my other necessities with Martha and four bodyguards. But never alone. Because the first time I went out of the house, I tried to sneak past the security and failed miserably. I was 9.
It got me into a lot of trouble.
Mr. Hunt beat the shit out of me using cane. My body was sore for straight two weeks. I thought he won't let me go out ever again. But he did. As if he was daring me this time to try sneaking out like before. And ofcourse I didn't. A burnt child dreads fire. I was not stupid to repeat the same mistake again. But it certainly wasn't my first or last beating. My body still has faint scars from the horrible punishments he had given me in these 13 years.
But I am not a weakling. I am going to gather strength and power. 'Cause one day, I will destroy the Hunts. This was the promise I had made to myself. A revenge for taking me away from my family.

I walked into my closet, and started picking out an outfit for this meeting I had with Ryan King.

Ryan King.

This name made something stir in my chest. It evoked a familiar feeling, like the one I felt after meeting Mr. Silver-eyes.
I shrugged off the odd emotions and went back to getting ready.
I picked out a navy blue outfit which ended just above my knee and had a golden belt on the waist. I put on a pink lipstick and some mascara, a pendent around my neck, watch and braclet on my wrists, grabbed my shades, purse and the file and walked out of the front door. Wilson, my driver whenever I go out, was waiting for me.

"Ma'am" He said and opened the door of my white Audi R8.
I nodded at him and sat in the car. Closing the door, he went around and took the driver's seat.

"Kings Corporation, Ma'am?" He asked for my confirmation and started to drive us off when I nodded.

Mr. Hunt gifted me this car on my last birthday. Though it may look like I live a happy luxurious life here, it's not true. All this is a lie, a fake pretense for the world to see. I get to have this luxury just because I live among the Hunts. He only cares about his reputation. This luxury, this car, all these are to remind me that he owns me. I find no pleasure in living such life.

Ryan King. Here, I come.