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"I'm planning to get married. To you!" He said, looking straight into my eyes.She stepped toward him, standing very close to him and looking straight into his eyes. When someone tells you a lie, they will often find it difficult to look straight into my eyes, but he isn't. His eyes never left hers. Why? "Sir, there is beauty in truth, even if it's painful. Those who lie twist life to look tasty to the lazy, brilliant to the ignorant, and powerful to the weak. But lies only strengthen our defects. They don't teach anything, help, fix, or cure anything. I'm not sure your reason for marrying me, but my life is at stake. We can try and find good alternatives for you?"The Stranger raised a brow at her, clearly not getting what she meant by that."You say that we are getting married? I don't know you. One should be personally acquainted, be friends, date, visit the other person's family, and truly get to know one another before marriage. Why don't we start with dating?""No" She exaspera
"Alex, be honest, we have known each other all our lives, and you have neither forced a girl nor fell in love; then what has gotten into you to force this girl to marry you? Do you even know what you are doing?" Alex's strange behavior perplexed him greatly."Yes,"Alex is a strange man who likes to see people in their element before putting on their masks and hiding their true selves. He had learned early not to accept people at face value and trust in their unguarded responses. Alex does not deal with business proposals for profit and is a man like a devil himself; he always knows when the truth is not forthcoming. He has a reputation for always knowing. Yet, how he knew Anita and why he chose to marry Anita will remain a mystery forever. Michael feared for Anita; she had let the lion called Alexander King close; now, he must guard her and not allow too much room for to Alex twist her into knots. God knows the reason behind the marriage. "God!! How will you answer your family? If y
I sat in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection. Wedding! Every woman's dream. A wedding symbolizes a fresh beginning and a transition in a woman's life. Every girl has so many dreams about her marriage. About the man, she will share her life with forever.I learned from my mother that marriage is all about convenience, compromise, ignorance, and patience to tolerate each other.I blame Disney for their happily ever after crap. Now, every woman thinks they deserve happily ever after and ride off into the sunset with her prince charming in a pumpkin carriage with their better half. But after every sunset, there comes a sunrise. What happens at the dawn when the hangover of marriage gets over? I'll tell you what happens; she realizes she didn't marry the love of her life, but a man who married her to satisfy his carnal desires, a maid to cook, clean the house, take care of his old parents, and a healthy uterus with wide hips to give birth to his heir. Once the hangover of love cur
I couldn't help but smile at my little sister's innocence. "Why do you want to help me?"She held her in with one arm, sniffled again, and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "I don't want you to marry the Stranger, but no one listens to me. But you promised you would never talk to us if you got married. I can't lose you, Anita. I have a few friends, and we can hide you in their homes." I smile in relief for the first time. I haven't lost everyone. At least I have my sister on my side. "That's sweet, Lee. He is inimitable and powerful. And the cherry on the top, he is the richest man in New York. Going against him will be as stupid as an adult who doesn't know the answer to 1+1.""Did he find a minister to officiate the wedding?" "I don't know, but something tells me that this wedding will happen today come high or hell water.""Why is he so desperate to marry you? You gave him millions of options to get out of this." "There is nothing more dangerous than a desperate man. He h
Breathe in. Breathe out. As my Gramps always said, if deceit and greed are center stages at the wedding, the marriage is on stormy seas from the get-go. Minutes that seemed like hours passed before Anita composed herself took a deep breath, straightened to her full five-foot-eight height, and determined to face her fate. Before she could leave, she heard a knock. It was her instant noodles fiancee’s friend. What was his name? Gosh, she forgot his name. “Anita, you look beautiful.” He walked in with a large floral box, opened it, and handed me the most beautiful traditional round wedding bouquet I have ever seen. “Traditionally, the groom buys the bride’s bouquet, right? And you look exquisite.” I blew air out of my mouth. “Why do I have to carry flowers?” I know I’m whining like a child at my wedding, but she is in the tornado’s eye right now, and she can’t see anything but her life swirling around her.He smiled charmingly, ignoring her rudeness, “I know you would ask this questi
Anita saw a tall, well-built guy in his early fifties with blond hair standing in the middle to officiate the wedding. He smiled as she looked at him, confused. Dearly beloved, we have come together in the presence of God to witness and bless the joining of Alexander King and Anita Lewis in Holy Matrimony. Life sometimes throws things at you, you don’t want, but they turn out to be exactly what you need. Many a time, the wrong decision you made at the right time is better than the right decision you made at the wrong time. There is always something to lose. But maybe more to gain. Home isn’t where you are from. It’s from where you find light when all goes dark. I pray you both find the light in each other. Don’t ignore your blessings. Simply it’s not packed the way you expect them to be. Not everything comes gift-wrapped and with a bow. And so, in the presence of the Church, I ask you to state your intentions. Mr. King and Anita looked into each other’s eyes. Anita leaned in and whis
She needed to recuperate from Mr. King’s surprising devotion. He had played his part well, too well. She brushed her fingers across her lips moments before Mr. King had planted his most passionate kiss yet. He had ignited a charge in her that began slowly and increased with the pressure of his lips. By the time he pulled away, her body wanted to explode. Her head swirled, and his friend shouted for more. She did not know Mr. King kissed that well, not that she had much experience. The kiss wasn’t part of the deal. She wanted a moment to herself; she needed to regroup. She ran to her room. She put her elbows on the table to rest her pounding head. This wasn’t how her life was supposed to pan out. But, the shock of her now-husband demanding to marry him, his callousness and devil-may-care attitude, was slowly seeping into her. All it took was one poor decision. Now her life is in shambles. It was all because of Ken; if only he showed up at the wedding? She picked up her phone and wonder
"I can't believe you are defending them. Our sorry your parent's actions have left me no choice. Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn't make you stronger. It doesn't build character. The only thing that hurts is. I will get changed." She changed into a white dress belted in with a broad blue ribbon. The dress came down to below her knees to her mid-calf. Sleeves were trimmed with a light beige. Her hair into a French twist with wispy tendrils hanging down her neck. She refused any makeup and just applied lip gloss on her dry lips. "You look beautiful." Lee smiled as if she had won the lottery. "I will miss you." Anita hugged Lee as they both fought tears. They pulled back when they heard a knock on the door. It was the minister who officiated their wedding. Before she could reply, she heard her husband's voice."Ani, this is Daniel, my bodyguard, driver, confidante, and my second father." Anita felt her nostrils flare. "My name is Anita, not Ani. And no offense, Sir, yo