Marry Me, Stranger!

"Elena, I want the file with the proposition MF made."

"In a minute sir."

Claude drops the telephone and has his eyes fixed on the news in New York at the moment.

"Yes, we have Intel from a reliable source right now that Miss Samantha has just been disowned by her family after showing up at home in a mangled gown and messy hair, obviously, the aftermath of a steamy night with someone we've yet to identify. Tune in this time tomorrow for the wedding clips. Up next..."

The TV goes blank.

Samantha...

Could she be the same Samantha Stiles?

Claude is momentarily distracted by his thoughts and didn't hear Elena, his secretary come in with the documents he had requested for.

She drops the file on his table, almost touching him. He quickly withdraws his hand and notices a small document on top of the others.

"What's this?" He asks, holding it up.

"It's the reprinted invitation letter that came from MF this afternoon."

"I see. You can go."

She bows and leaves the room. Ford opens the paper and sees that the name Samantha had been crossed and changed to Taylor. His brows furrow at the disrespect. The least they could have done was remake it.

He noted the time and venue and threw the paper into the bin.

"Elena? Get me everything you can find on Samantha Stiles from earlier. I need it immediately."

*

The venue bustled with different dignitaries amidst the beautifully dressed women and handsomely dressed men in the hall draped with the colours that Samantha herself had chosen for the hall theme.

Green and Gold.

The colour of nature and beauty.

In the middle of all this happiness going around, Taylor is smiling deeply while meeting people before the wedding actually starts.

Few minutes later, everyone is ushered into the wedding hall where the couple will take their vows.

Unnoticed, two more women, dressed in black gowns, join the crowd thronging into the hall and sits at the back.

The event starts and Taylor walks down the aisle with her Dad, dressed in a flawless white gown, it's nape tailored with lace and it's done old British style and draws stylishly behind her. Her hair braided with flowers in it and packed stylishly.

Samantha grunts silently, knowing very clearly that that was how she had planned to look, elegant, exquisite and beautiful as she walked down the aisle on her wedding day and now Taylor had not only taken her man, but all her dreams for her day of happiness too.

Samantha's sadness starts to give way to anger as she sees her Dad holding her hand as they both walked the aisle together, both beaming with smiles.

Her mum stands at the front, clapping with the others, her face dripping with unmatched happiness at her expense.

Samantha keeps holding in her anger, her fists clenched.

Renee lays a hand on her fists. "Hold it in, our time will come."

Samantha sighs and relaxes a bit.

Her eyes finally stray to Mark, who stood handsomely in his Italian made Grey suit and pants that Samantha had chosen too.

They had absolutely no respect for her, all starting with the crossed out name in the Invitation Letter.

Her hands clench again.

They start to share vows.

"Mark, it was love at first sight. My love for you is as hot as the sun and bright as the full moon. I'll never let anything come in our way..."

Samantha bit her lower lip until it hurt.

Mark took her hands and smiled sweetly into her eyes. "Taylor, I got know you better after such a short time but I realized what a gem you are. Thank goodness I found you before making a mistake..."

What?!

Samantha scoffs, very angry now. Even Renee laying hands on her doesn't do anything to reduce her anger anymore. She was a mistake he could have made?

What nonsense was this man spewing?

"...let's stay together forever." Mark concludes and proceeds to kiss Taylor.

Unable to take it anymore, Samantha springs up from her seat, her face red with anger and her lips swollen from getting bitten hard.

Every eyes in the hall turns her way, some with confusion, some with understanding and some with anger.

Her Mum, Dad, Taylor and Mark specifically.

Samantha walked to the front, looking around until her eyes land on a man sitting in the middle, in a white suit and looking somehow familiar.

Throwing all caution and morals to the wind, Samantha walks over to him, uses her small hands to grab the lapel of the his suit and yells for the entire hall to hear.

"Let's stay together forever, Marry me Stranger!" She bends low and kisses him straight on the lips.

The man's eyes widen and then regains his composure. He stands up.

Samantha gasps, realizing what she just did and took a step back to run out of the hall.

Claude pulls her back, looks at her for a second and then kisses her back, wrapping his hands around her waist, a smile on the corner of his lips.

"I accept!"

The hall is thrown into a disarray immediately.