CHAPTER FOUR

Bringgggggg! Bringgggg!!

Aria's phone rang. She rolled to the other side of the bed to retrieve it from her bedside table.

“Aria! What's up with you?” Her best friend, Sophie Whitmore shouted, “I have been expecting you since last night but you did not show up.”

Aria quickly sat up upright and glanced around. She had forgotten she wasn't where she used to call home before.

“A lot happened but I don't want to talk about it now.” She said sadly.

“Alright I'll respect that. But guess what?!”

Aria sighed. She wasn't good at guessing.

“Just spill it already.”

Sophie took a long breath, “Well, I just saw an article stating the Blackwood Empire's youngest CEO is getting married!” She paused, then continued sadly, “But too bad, I couldn't view his wife-to-be's picture.”

“What?!” Aria screamed. She was not anticipating this type of news.

“Why did you scream? I thought you were not interested in stuff like this.”

Yeah, well, she knew she wasn't interested, but this one concerns her.

Before she could respond, two of the servants walked in, “Miss Aria, we are here to get you dressed up.”

“Who are those?” Clara inquired. Aria had forgotten she was still on call.

“I will get back to you.” Aria hastily said and hung up.

***

Damien paced to and fro in his room. Today was the day he would be legally married to Aria but he couldn't stop thinking about the deal he made with his dad.

He had chosen Aria to be his wife to stop his dad from persuading him to marry but now things have turned out differently. She has to get pregnant within six months! Of course, it was nothing, but he wasn't ready.

His phone dinged, the news of his secret marriage to Aria was going viral. But he was glad the press still thinks it would be with his ex-fiance Camille.

According to his father, they were to keep his marriage to Aria a secret, which is exactly what he intended to do.

“Sir,” said his aide, softly tapping his shoulders.

“How may I help you, Mr. Adrian?” Damien asked as he returned to reality.

“Everything is set, sir.” he said.

Damien nodded slowly.

“Good, now let's end this off quickly.”

***

“I'm finally glad Aria is out of your life. We can no longer hide in secret.” Lucas' new lover said as she approached him in the sitting room, dressed in her red flowered lingerie.

“You don't know how long I have been waiting for this to happen.” Lucas said as he read the newspaper in hand.

“You don't sound happy saying that. Do you regret making her leave?”

“Oh no, my dear Isabella. I do not regret anything in fact, I love every moment with you.”

Isabella flashed a wicked grin, then scowled.

“I wonder why you allowed her to control you, if not, we would have begun our relationship a long time ago.”

Lucas took a pause from the paper. He had really loved his ex-wife, treating her well and always returning home to see her bright smile, but all those changed when Isabella started to make advances at him. He attempted to restrain himself for the sake of his wife, but he could not and eventually gave in.

From then onwards, he felt like he was the one who was being controlled as his love for Aria began to lessen.

“I know, right? But anyways, it has begun already, are you not happy?” He asked as he stroked her cheek.

“Of course, I am babe, and that's why I have planned to pleasure you in the best way possible.”

Upon hearing that, he could feel his cock rise, it was already turned on by her words. That was one thing he liked about her.

Suddenly, Isabella heard her phone ringing.

“But first, let me go answer the call.” She said and hurried up the stairs into the bedroom.

Few minutes later, she strolled down the stairs with her phone in hand.

“Babe, guess what?” She asked without looking up.

“Yeaah, what?”

“The CEO is finally getting married!” She said happily, “I'm really happy for him, but too bad it wasn't me.”

Lucas glanced up from his paper, rolled his eyes, and returned to reading.

“It is rare for billionaires like him to get married so quickly but if that is true, then I am also happy for him and the lucky lady.” He said, nonchalantly.

When he did not hear another word, Lucas looked up to Isabella, who was standing with an opened mouth. It looked like she was in shock.

“What's wrong dear?”

“His wife is–” She gasped, “–Wait, what?!”