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Epilogue
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The ceremony passed in a blur with traditional wedding music, we exchanged vows, and I had mulled over it more than a hundredth time. 'Why am I here? Why didn't I run away?' I thought but something stopped me. We could say my father coaxed me in. Nothing could soothe my nerves. I couldn't run away. The global hysteria over my impending wedding was the lead story on every channel. I couldn't lose myself in the wedding. It wasn't my choice. My thinking was no comfort to me. My dad offered me the money I wanted for my business. It was shocking when I heard him. But he repeated it for me. I wouldn't call it business. I wanted a school for needy kids in South Africa. That demanded money. So I was here. Keeping my words, that I made to my father. I was officially into this alone. He brushed a gentle kiss across my mouth after we were being pronounced man and wife. It made my pulse pounded in my ears and butterflies swirled in my be
Royal CEO Two
I could not sleep. I was so startled to see him with her on our wedding night. So! I booked a beautician. My hair wasn't chestnut brown anymore. I colored them blonde. ' It's looking pretty cool. I have always wanted to do this. Mom never allowed me. Well! No one is above me now. It's my life.' When he slid the ring on my finger. We were declared married. My father transferred two million pounds into my account. When my father told me to marry Edward Rhodes. I asked him what would I get from this wedding. That was a wise move. I was glad I did it but I wasn't feeling that proud now. He should wait, at least for tonight. He could show some manners. I shook my head and thinned my lips. Why was I mulling over his actions? His action would bring consequences to him soon. I should not be sad. I was expecting rose petals to fall from the sky. The bitch was radiated a halo of confidence and serenity offering herself to him. ' I'm not i
Royal CEO Three
I slammed the door in frustration after she walked out of the room. I don't even know her name. I thought to distract myself from my beautiful wife, her blue eyes that couldn't peel off of me when I kissed her, sealing our wedding. She had been promised to me and there was no way out. Letting other women in my room was the only way to keep her away. She didn't need to worry about it. Soon, she would be aware of the hell she had chosen for herself. I slithered my hand through my hair. I asked her to stay the night. So my wife could know that I wasn't into this wedding. I saw her, my wife walking out of my room. I don't know. How did she manage it? My lips curled up at her bravery. 'She's more clever than I imagined. And I shouldn't forget very gorgeous and f***able in her wedding gown.' My phone began to ring. I scowled at the screen. I leaned forward and clenched my jaw. I grabbed it exasperatedly. I swiped my finger and hoisted it up to
Royal CEO Four
I sat up, pushed the cover away, and slipped out of the bed. The weather was beautiful outside. It looked like the best day to wander around. I was tired after my flight. I rested until I got bored living behind these white walls. The sight still haunted me in my nightmares that my husband was kissing another woman on our wedding night. I didn’t get a choice on who I got to marry, so when my family was presented with the arrangement, it was decided behind closed doors and in front of the person I loved most, my grandma and I couldn't deny, and the offer my father promised to me. My father also made me sign the paper. I was officially the promised wife to the king. He looked like a born leader. I had seen him in his office, on television. We hadn't met before our wedding. I could feel his commanding waves from afar too. His dark eyes stabbed me, accusing me of being his wife when he claimed my lips. I didn’t even know how I was chosen over thousands of girl
Royal CEO Five
My breath gets caught in my throat. Last night was still excruciating. How could he live with it? A calm smile on his face. He also forced me to pose for cameras when the media and many photographs followed us to our hotel. He ruined my vacation. People were first just staring at me, wondering what the king's bride is doing here. Why is she alone? I don't care. All I cared about was myself, my happiness. I don't mind fading into the background. I'd love to fade and enjoy my privacy. Until he invaded it and now he ruined it. When he led me to the Royal Suite, which I refused first. His threat still lingered in my head. I wanted to hoard peace for me, away from these flashes of cameras, and them throwing thousands of questions at me. I didn't want any emotional entanglements, but his look, the way of his holding, he was still drawing me to his side, his grip tight on my waist. My dirty thoughts never left me for a second. ' Yakk! I'm imagining mys
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He did seem a little different when it was just the two of us. He seemed like a cold personality to me. I wanted to kill and like him at the same time. I didn't want to fool myself. This… wasn't getting us anywhere. It wouldn't vanish soon. The imprint would stay longer than my imagination. I could hope… he didn't crush me. He lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bathroom. We made our way silently. "Now! Leave me alone." I told him. I should try to escape again. The question was… could I do it? By law, we belonged to each other, physically too but not by heart. My heartbeat was loud in my chest. He looked at me as if he wanted to eat me. I flattened my lips and stared at him. I couldn't give him the angry look I aimed for. He kept looking at me with a warm smile. Pink rose up my neck. I scowled at him. I shooed him away and he didn't mind. I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. When he pulled his hands back, the look he gav
Royal CEO Seven
I glanced around in shock. My lips parted witnessing the sumptuous villa. It was mostly constructed with glasswork. My eyes stopped on a gargantuan glass wall. I could be on the other side of it. "It's a secret place. No one knows about it." He said, coming behind me. I could see his reflection through the glass wall. I touched the glass. But I was touching his reflection. I couldn't rein the strong feeling to touch him. "Thankfully no photographer and media," I spun, pushing my thoughts elsewhere. He pressed the button on a small remote control and gestured to me to glance back. I whirled on my heels and glanced at the wall. It began to part in two pieces, "How did you do it?" I asked him. I couldn't stay on my feet. I ran outside. My feet were buried in the sand. I laughed as I felt the sand beneath my feet. The sound of the tides and waves filling the air. Everything looked amazing. I didn't wait and rushed forwar
Royal CEO Eight
I wasn't expecting this kind of behavior from our families. Not a single word to him. No one even questioned him. Would they have welcomed me with so much warmth if it were my pictures? Hell! No! They must have lectured me about my Maidenhead, particularly my parents. Everybody's attention was flocked toward me. My father's glare stopped me. We looked like a perfect family from the outside but from the inside, I could see the difference clearly. I stared at the walls of his room. His parents and my parents acted as if nothing had happened. If it would be me instead of their son. Their gazes would have killed me. Their words would have stabbed me. "Grey color!" I heard my mother's cheerful voice. I could see some advice was going to come my way. I didn't wanna hear. It would only infuriate me. This room was massive with gray walls, dark furniture, a white marble floor, sheer curtains, and chandeliers above the set of gray couches. I hate his room, gray
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