로그인Elara shut her eyes, tears squeezing out of it. She was weak when she was supposed to be strong. It's not as easy as she thought it'd be, she didn’t know they'd be having a real court wedding.
Alex gave her his handkerchief, she touched her eyes with it not to ruin her makeup by wiping her face. He looked at her, without care in his eyes. He believes it's none of his business, she'd be fine. Elara’s gaze turned to him, how can he say such a thing? Doesn't he know the gravity of the vows? “You'll be fine.” He whispered. Elara scoffed and rested her head back on the chair, hoping this would end, she'd leave to be alone in a room and cry her pain out. He held his own file, having it in mind that this is just a fake wedding nothing else. Though he knew deep down he's just trying to be strong, he was hurt deeply. Then he started reading; “I Alexander Harrington is sitting here beside you, feeling something deeper than excitement, something stronger than certainty. I feel a quiet, unshakable truth settle in my heart, the truth that choosing you is the easiest and most important decision I will ever make. I didn’t come here today as a perfect man. I came here as someone who has learned, grown, stumbled, and risen again. And through it all, somehow, life led me to you. Not by accident, not by chance, but in a way that feels intentional, like every step I took before today was preparing me for this moment.” Elara and Alex exchanged glances before he continued. “You are not just the woman I love…you…you are the woman who understands me in ways I didn’t think were possible. You see me clearly, even the parts I try to hide, and instead of turning away, you stayed. You choose me, again and again, even on the days when I’m difficult to love. And that has changed me. Before you, love was just a word I understood in theory. But with you, it became something real. Something calm. Something that doesn’t run when things get hard. You taught me that love isn’t just about the beautiful moments, it’s about the quiet ones, the difficult ones, the moments where we choose each other even when it would be easier not to. I love the way you laugh, the way you think, the way you care so deeply about the people around you. I love your strength, especially in moments when you don’t even realize how strong you are. And I love the way you’ve become my peace in a world that can sometimes feel overwhelming. Today, in this courtroom, without grand decorations or a crowd of people, what we have feels even more powerful. Because this isn’t about the setting. It’s about the promise we are making. It’s about two people deciding, with full awareness of what life can bring, that they will stand side by side no matter what. And so, I make these promises to you. I promise to stand with you, not just in the good times, but in the moments that test us. When life becomes uncertain, when things don’t go as planned, when we feel lost or tired, I will not walk away. I will stand beside you, and we will find our way forward together. I promise to listen to you, not just to your words, but to your silence. To understand you, to respect you, and to never dismiss what you feel. Your voice matters to me, always.” he read with a calm voice. Alex sighed, the words stabbing his heart, he somehow wished he married his girlfriend at that moment because all these words were meant for her not another woman. But she broke up with on their wedding and now he has to marry someone else. He would've waited for her but his reputation matters here and he can't disappoint his family because of someone who doesn’t want him in her future. He continued again. “I promise to grow with you. I know that we won’t be the same people years from now as we are today, and that’s okay. We will evolve, we will change, and through it all, I promise to keep choosing you in every version of our lives. I promise to protect what we have. Not out of fear, but out of love. I vow to nurture our relationship, to put in the effort, to never take you for granted. Because what we are building together deserves care, attention, and intention. I promise to be honest with you. Even when the truth is uncomfortable, even when it’s difficult to say. Elara Wilson, you deserve transparency, not perfection.” Elara looked at him, their eyes locked, heart beating faster than normal. “I promise to support your dreams as if they were my own. To encourage you when you doubt yourself, to remind you of your strength when you forget it, and to celebrate every victory, big or small. I promise to love you not just in words, but in actions, In the way I treat you, in the way I show up for you, in the way I choose you every single day. I know that marriage is not always easy. There will be challenges, misunderstandings, and moments where we may feel distant. But even in those moments, I promise to fight for us, for you, for us, for the life we are building together. Because loving you is not something I want to do only when it’s easy. It’s something I choose, even when it’s hard. You will forever be my partner, my best friend, and the person I want to share every chapter of my life with. From the quiet mornings to the chaotic days, from the laughter to the tears, I want it all, as long as it’s with you.” His grandmother touched his shoulder, she noticed his voice was already cracking in the process. “Today, I take you as my wife, not just for this moment, but for every moment that follows. For every day we wake up side by side, for every challenge we face, for every dream we chase together.This is not just a promise for today. It’s a promise for a lifetime. And no matter where life takes us, no matter what changes or stays the same, there is one thing that will never change, I will always choose you, today, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life.” He read, his voice a bit shaky, tears gathered in his eyes but he swallowed it quickly before anyone could see. Elara has never imagined her life with someone that takes vows as nothing. Looking at him she knows all he read means nothing to him. “Now, please sign the certificates.” The officiant ordered. They were given pens and they both signed. They both stood up, to exchange rings. Elara watched him insert the expensive looking diamond ring in her fingers. She inserted his own ring in his fingers too. “I pronounce you as husband and wife.” His family applauded them, even screamed, they're so happy for him. “You may kiss the bride.” The officiant added, smiling brightly. He has seen couples before but not as beautiful as them. “No!” Elara blurted before she could control it.Alexander’s phone vibrated again inside his pocket. He glanced around the crowded reception hall, his eyes scanning every corner, but there was still no sign of Elara. Music echoed through the hall, guests laughed, glasses clinked together, but none of it settled the uneasy feeling crawling under his skin. “Where the hell did she go?” he muttered under his breath. Julian walked up beside him and tapped his shoulder lightly. “Alex.” he called. Alexander turned sharply. “Have you seen Elara?” Julian shook his head. “No. Grandma asked me to call both of you upstairs for the family toast.” Alexander exhaled impatiently and pulled out his phone when it rang again. Unknown number. Without saying another word, he walked out of the hall and into the quieter hallway upstairs. The moment he stepped into the empty corridor, he stopped. Vanessa stood there waiting for him. Two bodyguards lingered a few steps behind her while she leaned casually against the wall, a slow smil
The music continued flowing softly through the hall as Alexander held Elara close against him on the dance floor. The atmosphere around them had changed completely. The guests were no longer whispering out of curiosity alone. Now they were staring because of the undeniable chemistry between them. Even Genevieve noticed it. She sat elegantly at her table, watching the way Alexander’s hand remained firmly around Elara’s waist like he couldn’t bear letting her go. Alexander is known to be so cold around women and he's doing this with a woman. Julian leaned closer beside her. “I’ve never seen Alex look at someone like that before.” Genevieve remained quiet for a moment. "Me too." Tiana smirked, she didn’t even know Alexander would love his new wife this much. Desmond smirked, he sip from his wine, his eyes on Elara’s backside all along, anticipating to have his way with her. At the center of the hall, Alexander slowly spun Elara gently beneath the golden lights before pul
The entire hall erupted into applause the moment Alexander and Elara stepped fully inside. The gigantic crystal chandelier above reflected against the marble floor beautifully while the soft melody of A Thousand Years continued playing in the background. Elara suddenly felt overwhelmed. Too many eyes. Too many whispers. Too many powerful people staring at her like she was something to study. Her fingers tightened slightly around Alexander’s hand unconsciously. Alexander noticed immediately. Without looking at her, he slowly intertwined their fingers together firmly. A silent reassurance. “I’m here.” The action alone calmed her racing heart a little. The MC smiled brightly from the center stage. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he announced dramatically. “Please welcome Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Harrington officially!” The applause grew louder. Some guests even stood up. Cameras flashed nonstop. Elara blinked rapidly from the brightness. Alexander leaned slightly toward her. “Smi
After getting dressed, Elara slowly stepped out of the dressing room, smoothing her palm over the pink off-shoulder gown hugging her body perfectly. The dress clung to her curves like it had been made specially for her, emphasizing every dangerous line of her figure-eight shape. The soft fabric rested against her skin elegantly, exposing the smoothness of her shoulders and collarbone. Her silver stiletto heels clicked lightly against the marble floor as she walked forward. The sound alone made Alexander lift his head. The moment his eyes landed on her, his lips parted slightly. The cold expression on his face softened almost immediately as his dark gaze slowly travelled down her body before returning to her face. He had been sitting outside the dressing room the entire time, waiting for her to finish dressing so he could also change, but now, staring at her, he suddenly forgot every single thing around him. The mall noise faded. The workers moving around faded. Even
Linda reached her daughter before Clara could even turn fully. The air between them thickened instantly, something unspoken but deeply understood passing in that single glance they shared. Clara’s fingers tightened around the paper, but she was too late. Linda snatched it from her with trembling hands, the crumpled edges crackling loudly in the tense silence. For a brief second, Linda just stared at it hoping the words would rearrange themselves into something less cruel. They didn’t. Her lips parted, breath catching, and then she read it aloud, her voice barely holding together. “Tell your daughter to stay away from Alexander Harrington.” The words fell heavy, like a verdict already passed. A tear slipped down Linda’s cheek before she could stop it. She inhaled sharply, rubbing her lips together as though trying to force herself back into control, but the fear had already seeped too deep. Her fingers shook, clutching the paper like it might burn her if she held it any lon
Elara didn’t pull away. Instead, something shifted in her expression. A slow smile curved her lips as her hand lifted, wrapping lightly around the back of his neck. He was taller than her, his presence naturally dominating, but she tilted her chin just enough to keep their eyes locked, refusing to look away. His hand was still firm on her waist. The air between them tightened. “Why don’t we just strip in front of each other then?” she said softly, her voice laced with challenge more than innocence. Alex’s lips curled into a smirk. “That’s funny,” he replied, his voice low, edged with something dangerous. “We’ve not even stripped, and this is already happening.” Before she could react, he caught her wrist and guided it down to touch his zipper and feel him. Elara froze for a split second. Then her breath hitched. She knew exactly what he was doing. And instead of pulling back she played along. Her fingers moved slightly, brushing against him through the fabric
Elara stared at his back as he walked inside the mansion until he was out of sight. What was she thinking? That everyone will be nice like her or pretend to be nice like Henry.She has brought this upon herself, so she has to handle it. She took a deep breath, the soft air hitting her skin. A mai
“No?” Genevieve(his grandmother) questioned. She noticed the awkward tension between them and noticed something we're wrong. Elara’s lips parted slightly,What has she done? Alex looked at her coldly. His grandmother is so smart, he's sure she's noticing already. “I mean he shouldn't kiss me, I w
Elara didn’t think twice, she followed his instruction immediately. His tone had been too serious, too commanding to question. Still, she shot him a sharp glare as he turned her around to face him. She swallowed, steadying herself, refusing to let him see the fear creeping into her chest. The tho
Back at Alex’s mansion. Alex stepped out of his room, already dressed in his nightwear. Exhaustion clung to him, but at the same time there was also a strange sense of relief settling in his chest.He didn’t fail his grandmother, he wasn’t humiliated because of anyone. Even if he didn't marry the







