Lured to marry his brother

I met Jason at our favorite hotel. It belonged to his father and currently under Jason's supervision.

We were both in one of the rooms in the hotel, our favourite room.

Jason bent and kissed me, slow and deep while he rubbed his erection against my belly.

"Jason.." I pulled away. "My mom is probably looking for me by now, what is important that couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is my elder brother's wedding," He cleared his throat and straightened. "He's getting married tomorrow."

"Oh..okay.." I said patiently, waiting for the part that was important. "Kelan?"

He nodded. "But there's a big problem.."

"Tell me.." I silently wished nothing was wrong somewhere.

"His bride to be was kidnapped the early hours of this morning.." He broke into tears.

"What?" My voice softened and I moved closer to pull him into my embrace. "I'm so sorry to this..this is disheartening..how? Why?"

"Envy and jealousy.." He held my hands. "They're always envious of my family.."

I shut my eyes close, remembering how they tried to kill my father on several occasions.

"We can't tell Kelan about this, he'll commit suicide.." Jason said.

"But he has to know.."

"And we can't cancel the wedding..the world mustn't know or more attacks will be planned." He looked at me helplessly.

"What do they want?" I asked, trying to imagine the kind of danger the poor lady will be subjected to at the moment. "Money?" Jason nodded as a reply.

"I need your help.." Jason tightened his hold on my hands, but it was gentle.

"Say."

"Can you walk in the shoes of the bride while I look for the bride and bring her back?" Jason looked deep into my eyes, tears in his. "Please baby, don't say no..I can't ask anyone of this, because you're the only one I trust."

I paused, trembling. I was trying to stay calm and put myself together. "Jason, are you asking me to get married to your elder brother?"

"Hell no!" He let go of my hands and stood to his feet. "It'll be a charade. All you need to do is dress up as her, covered in your face veil while I go in search of her. Before the marriage rites begin I'll be back with her and you'll change dresses."

"Can I think about this, please?" I asked, worried.

"The wedding is tomorrow," Jason kneeled in front of me, I could see fresh tears build in his eyes. "Please baby..my love.. don't do this to me, you're the only one I love and trust. Please don't fail me."

"I need to ask my mom before i give you an answer." I looked away.

"You don't need to, it's just for tomorrow." Jason said. "If reverse was the case I won't hesitate to help you."

"You make it sound so easy..Jason.." I swallowed hard, staring at my engagement ring.

Jason followed my eyes. "It's just an act..I'm not getting you married to my brother." He was disgruntled with my continued somewhat refusal to play the role of his brother's bride for a few hours.

"I know.."

Jason gave me a long look. "Will you help me or not?"

I stared down at the ground for a few seconds before replying. "I will."

Jason bent to brush a soft kiss over my mouth. In a low whisper, he said, "Thank you baby..tell me when you're ready to allow me make you moan."

It took a few seconds after his kiss to get my eyes opened again. "I'll need to call my mom, so she doesn't think I'm in trouble."

"Or try to frame me up or get me arrested." Jason frowned. "What will you tell her when you call?"

"That I'm at the club with Carey." I stood and walked toward the bathroom door.

***

I woke up the next morning with a terrible bad headache. I couldn't feel my heart beat. It was numb. I had texted Carey and told her about everything Jason wanted me to do.

We face timed and spoke a lot. Carey encouraged me and agreed to lay low and wait for me at hotel until I was done acting my script.

Today was the drama day. I turned lazily in bed.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Jason placed a kiss on my lips.

"Good morning." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"I need to leave now," Jason said. "I'll be back with her even before you know it, okay? Just have faith in me."

I nodded.

"You have to eat, before you begin the day." It sounded as though he was ordering me to eat. "I told the kitchen to bring you today's special, a killer chicken salad on croissants, with fresh fruit."

"Okay." I responded. Not even food could entice me. I wasn't going to eat and Jason didn't need to know.

"I love you." Jason placed kisses on my neck. He opened the door and walked out. He was gone.

Looking round the bedroom, I suddenly felt confident. Jason would never fail me.

A heard a knock and immediately two young girls walked into the bedroom.

"Are you Aliyah?" Valencia questioned rudely.

"Yes." I responded. "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter," Valencia answered, rolling her eyes. "You'll soon get to find out yourself."

"We're here to help you get dressed." Becky smiled at me. "My name is Becky and I'm very good in make up and outfit styling, trust me, you'd absolutely be in love with your looks by the time I'm done."

I didn't smile back. It wasn't my wedding. I didn't care about looking good.

Becky unpacked her box and began.

I was dressed in a beautiful long flowing white gown. The fabric screamed money. By the time Becky was done, I looked at the mirror and indeed I looked stunning.

Only if this was my wedding and Jason's - I'd make a beautiful bride.

The wedding was to start in exactly five minutes.

I waited and waited for Jason but he was no where to be found. His lines weren't going.

"Do you know how I can reach Jason?" I asked Becky. I didn't dare to ask the saucy one.

"Shall we?" Valencia stretched forth her hand. "After me."

It was time and I had to continue my role. Valencia and Becky were waiting to walk me to the hall. There was no turning back.

When Becky pushed the door open and Valencia held me by the hand, hot tears rolled down my cheek.

Valencia took me to a hall, it was a very small hall, with few people I had never seen, about to get married to a man i know nothing about.

It was supposed to be Kelan Donald's wedding, so I wondered why they were only few guests. I could count and number them.

I stood in front of the alter, I had to be confident. I managed to keep a straight face. I looked and studied all the guests. Neither looked happy.

I looked left and right, wondering where Kelan was or who he was. I had never seen him.

"My elder brother, Kelan, the groom, is unable to show up but he sends his vows." Valencia whispered into my ears, then slipped a paper into my hand. "Here."

I was happy abit, after all he wasn't here physically..I didn't have to deal with him. And just maybe, it was Jason working. Just maybe he'd be here soon.

Although I had a bad feeling about everything, there was nothing I could do.

The priest began with the marriage rites.

I couldn't hold myself. My face was washed in tears.

"Quit crying, you're irritating everyone." Valencia whispered into my ears. "You're almost done."

I felt my legs tremble. I recited all the marital rites.

"Today, I join Aliyah Lanez and Kelan Donald in holy matrimony." The priest said firmly and the guests clapped.

I ran out from the hall but Valencia followed. I was stopped by security and ordered to go to the reception.

"There will be consequences for all your actions." Valencia said, after grunting. "Don't say I didn't earn you."

I was made to sit in the reception and watch everyone Merry. This seemed to be the only time they appeared crazy.

I sat impatiently without touching my food until it was nightfall. There were no tears left to cry. All I needed was Jason. Where the hell was he?

***

Valencia led me to a very dark room, and said, "Your husband awaits you." She chuckled and left.

I walked into the room slowly. "Jason.. Jason!" I repeatedly called his name but got no response. "Jason talk to me! What in God's name is happening? I'm losing my mind.." I broke into fresh tears. "Jason!"

I traced my hand around the wall and got to the switch. Once the room brightened, my reality struck me. I froze looking around the big room filled with medical equipment, down to the face of a handsome young man laying helplessly with red petals scattered around him.

"It has to be a dream.." I kept repeating. I didn't bother to clean the tears that were rolling down my cheeks.

I heard a knock on the door and stared at the door, breathing high.