Novels by WriterDee

Elijah was dressed in a black suit and looked so handsome. He looked at me slowly, taking my appearance in. I was wearing one of the outfits he'd bought me earlier, and my hair and makeup had been professionally done. Perks of being married to a rich man, I guess.He must have noticed how nervous I was because he suddenly reached out and rubbed my shoulder gently."Be calm," he said. "And stop fidgeting. It's very distracting." He licked his bottom lip, an act I found incredibly sexy.I nodded and let out a deep breath. "What's your family like?" I asked. If I was going in there, I needed to be prepared."They're ruthless and can be very overbearing." He adjusted his cufflinks without looking at me. "My grandfather's harmless enough. It's the others who you should be cautious of.” He paused and turned his head towards me. That didn’t make me feel any better.‎‎“You’ll be fine,” he added, almost like an afterthought.‎‎I glanced at him. “That didn’t sound convincing.”‎‎His gaze s

The attendant's face went pale, then immediately she smiled. "There's no problem at all. I was just helping your... friend here find something suitable.""My wife," Elijah corrected calmly. "She's My wife.""Of course, of course. Your wife." She laughed nervously. "I was just saying how lovely she looks in everything."Elijah was quiet for a long moment, just staring at her. Then he turned to me."Breanna, come here."I stepped forward hesitantly, still wearing the black dress I'd just tried on.His hand slid around my waist as he pulled me against him. Before I could process what was happening, his other hand cupped my face and he kissed me.Actually kissed me.His lips were soft as they moved against mine. I felt my knees go weak and I gasped against his mouth as he bit my lips slightly. I gripped his shirt, trying to steady myself. When he finally pulled away, I was breathless."My wife," he said again, this time looking directly at the attendant who had gone completely white. His

It was a small wedding. Nothing like what I'd imagined my dream wedding would have been. Just a judge, two courthouse employees as witnesses. I wore a borrowed dress from the courthouse lost and found because my wedding gown was covered in dirt. The whole thing took ten minutes.Now I was sitting in Elijah Washington's car, A sleek black sedan trying to process what I'd just done."Here," He pulled out a thick document from the safe and handed it to me. “What's this?” I stared at it. “Your contract.”Rich people are so weird. They have contracts for everything. "You actually had this printed out?" I asked, flipping through the pages. "I like to be thorough." He didn't look at me as he pulled out his phone. "Read it all.”I forced myself to focus on the document until I found the actual terms.**The Wife shall reside exclusively in the Husband's penthouse for the duration of this agreement.****The Wife must be accompanied by the Husband or his security before going outside the r

I burst through the emergency room doors, people stared at me as I ran like a mad woman wearing a now dirty wedding dress."Robert Jones," I tried to catch my breath as I reached the reception desk. "My father…h-he was in a car accident….where is he?"The nurse was surprised at my appearance but she quickly typed into her computer. "He's on the third floor and is currently in surgery. The elevator is just—”I didn't wait to hear what she said as I made my way to the elevator.Another nurse directed me to the private waiting area where I collapsed into an uncomfortable plastic chair. "Miss Jones?"I looked up to find a doctor in scrubs standing in front of me."The impact of the accident caused serious internal bleeding and we need to repair—" He went on, using medical terms I couldn't quite process. "Is he going to be okay?" I whispered, my heart threatening to jump out of my chest. "We're doing everything we can but I need to be honest with you about the costs. This type of emerge

My hands trembled slightly as I smoothed out my gown to help calm the butterflies in my stomach. In less than an hour, I would be walking down the aisle and making my way to marry the man of my dreams.“Wow,” my Maid of Honor, Sarah, said from behind me. “You look absolutely stunning. Logan is going to lose his mind when he sees you.”I smiled, hoping she was right. Logan and I had been together for three years, and while things hadn't always been perfect, I loved him. He was charming, successful, and he'd chosen me. Sometimes I still couldn't believe someone like Logan wanted to marry someone like me.The door to the bridal suite opened and Logan himself walked in wearing his tailored black tuxedo.“Logan!” I squealed, my heart jumping at the sight of him. “You’re not supposed to see me yet. It's bad luck.”“That’s just superstition,” he said grinning at me. His eyes roamed over my dress. “You look amazing baby.”As I gazed into my soon-to-be husband's eyes, I could feel that usual f