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Two Strangers, One Marriage

作者: BLIZ
last update 公開日: 2026-08-08 16:31:57

Inside, the courthouse hallway was mostly empty, the lights already dimmed for closing. A woman at the front desk looked up at the three of them with the tired patience of someone who had seen every kind of rushed ceremony this job had to offer.

“We need a marriage license,” Damien said, already pulling out his wallet. “Tonight.”

“Sir, we close in… ”

“I know exactly when you close.” His voice was calm, but there was something underneath it that made the clerk pause. “I’ll make it worth the extr
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  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    Thrown Out of His Room

    Mr. Howard found her still standing in the hallway, arms wrapped around herself, staring at Damien’s closed door like it might explain something if she looked at it long enough.“Mrs. Kingsley,” he said gently, and Aurora startled, not yet used to that name attached to her. “Are you alright?”“I don’t know,” she admitted, because there didn’t seem to be much point pretending otherwise, not with her voice still unsteady and her eyes stinging in the dark. “I heard him. Having a nightmare. I went to check on him and he—” She stopped, unsure how to finish that sentence without sounding pathetic.“He asked you to leave,” Howard said quietly. It wasn’t a question.“He told me to get out,” Aurora said. “I only touched his arm. I didn’t do anything else.”Howard was quiet for a moment, his expression carefully neutral in the dim light, though something in his eyes suggested this wasn’t the first time he’d stood in this hallway comforting someone Damien had shut out.“It isn’t about you,” he s

  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    The First Awkward Night

    Aurora sat frozen on the edge of her bed for a long moment, listening.The sound came again, low and strained, muffled through the wall. Not words exactly. Something closer to a breath being fought for, held too tight, released too carefully.She told herself it wasn’t her business. She told herself he was a stranger, that whatever happened behind that door had nothing to do with her, that the terms of this marriage were distance and no questions asked.She got up anyway.The hallway was dark, lit only by a thin strip of moonlight from a window at the far end. Aurora padded down it in bare feet, pausing outside his door, her hand hovering just above the wood.The sound came again. Sharper this time, almost a word, cut off before it fully formed.She pushed the door open, slow and quiet.Damien lay tangled in the sheets, one arm thrown over his face, his whole body rigid the way a person goes rigid when they’re fighting something in their sleep and losing. His jaw worked without sound.

  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    The Mansion Behind the Gates

    The car came to a stop in a wide circular drive, gravel crunching under the tires, and Aurora stepped out into air that felt colder than it had in the city, though she couldn’t have said why.The house rose up in front of her, stone and glass and shadow, three stories of it at least, with windows that stayed dark even this close to midnight. It didn’t look like a home. It looked like something built to be admired from a distance, never actually lived in.“This is yours?” she asked.“Ours,” Damien corrected, though the word came out careful, like he wasn’t sure yet if he was allowed to say it. “For now, at least.”The front door opened before they reached it. An older man stood in the entryway, silver-haired, dressed in a simple dark cardigan instead of anything formal, his face breaking into open warmth the moment he saw Damien.“Sir,” he said, and then his eyes landed on Aurora, and his eyebrows rose with unmistakable delight. “And you must be… ”“Aurora,” Damien said. “My wife.”The

  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    Walking Away for Good

    Aurora pulled her wrist free from Felix’s loosened grip and stepped back, putting real distance between them for what she promised herself would be the last time.“You don’t get to threaten me and call it concern,” she said. “I know the difference now.”“I’m not threatening you,” Felix said, though his voice had lost its earlier edge of desperation, replaced by something quieter and more dangerous. “I’m warning you. There’s a difference.”“There isn’t,” Aurora said. “Not from where I’m standing.”“Aurora… ”“I don’t owe you anything anymore,” she said, cutting him off before he could find his footing again. “Not an explanation. Not my anger. Not even a goodbye, really, since you already gave me yours in a nine-second video this morning.”Felix’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing.“I hope you and Vanessa figure out whatever this is,” Aurora continued. “I genuinely don’t care to know the details. I just need you to understand that whatever happens next in my life, it doesn’t involve yo

  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    The Slap Heard Everywhere

    Vanessa’s hand had barely finished landing on her shoulder before Aurora’s own hand moved.The slap cracked loud through the small apartment, sharp enough that everyone in the room went still for a full second afterward. Vanessa’s head snapped sideways, her hand flying to her cheek, her mouth falling open in stunned silence.“You…” Vanessa’s voice came out strangled, disbelieving. “You hit me.”“You shoved me first,” Aurora said, and her voice came out steadier than she expected, steadier than she’d felt all day. “I’m simply better at finishing things than you are.”For a moment, nobody moved. Felix stood frozen near the kitchen doorway, eyes darting between the two women like he genuinely didn’t know which fire to put out first. Vanessa’s cheek was already going red, her composure completely gone now, replaced by something raw and furious.“You have no idea what you just did,” Vanessa hissed.“I know exactly what I did.” Aurora picked her suitcase back up off the floor, unhurried, li

  • Married To The Forgotten Heir    Unfinished Business

    The apartment building looked exactly the same as it had that morning, which felt wrong somehow, like the world should have changed shape to match everything that had happened inside it.“You don’t have to come,” Aurora said, one hand on the car door.He waited for her to unlock the door first, making it clear he wouldn’t step inside unless she wanted him there.“I know.” Damien was already stepping out on his side. “I’m coming anyway.”“This isn’t your fight.”“It’s not,” he agreed. “I’ll stand behind you. Not in front. This is yours to finish.”Something in her chest loosened slightly at that. Not rescue. Just presence. She could work with presence.They climbed the stairs together, and Aurora let herself into the apartment with a key she still, technically, had every right to use. The lights were on. Voices carried from the kitchen, low and tense.Felix looked up first when she stepped into the doorway. Whatever he’d been about to say died on his face.“Aurora.” He stood too fast,

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