“Are you planning to steal my sister away from us, Sir?” Ron asked while staring coldly at Bryce. Bryce chuckled as he tapped Ron’s head. “I’m not gonna steal her away from you, kiddo.” He sighed and crouched in front of Ron. I’ve never seen him give such a gentle gaze to anyone. Not even to his father or to his brother and seeing him this way to my son made me doubt that my hunch was wrong back then. Maybe I stereotyped him as an asshole when he’s only half of an asshole unlike his twin. Maybe the man who fucked me could be a great father to our son. “I’m gonna marry her with your consent, though even if you disagree, I would still be marrying your sister. And that’s not stealing, kiddo. That’s marking what is supposed to be yours.”I almost rolled my eyes in front of everyone. I even heard Sheldon sighed. I guess it’s a good thing that he doesn’t know that Ron is his son or that I didn’t reveal that I have a son from him. Of course he’s twisted as fuck! He’s a fucking mafia. It’s

“We need to talk, Ranleigh. Now.”I don’t know if it is something serious for him to be in haste but seeing his face darkened makes me think so. I think I should prepare myself for what is about to come — may it be his anger that would devour me alive or the shock that his words may cause. I placed my hands under the table and nodded. “I should go now. Please excuse me,” Sheldon declared as his brows furrowed. I think even Sheldon doesn’t know what’s going on based on his reaction and his careful curious gazes at Bryce. And even I don’t think that this is just something trivial that I could just look over and ignore if I ever feel uncomfortable with it. Bryce wouldn’t storm in here during working hours if it is not something I should take seriously. “We’re getting married. For real.” I looked at him in confusion. I thought that it was all contractual and private to avoid the media’s eye? What’s this situation?“What do you mean?”Bryce's sharp jawline moved as he gritted his teeth

I stared at the two guys circling around the whole place with my sunglasses on. They were wearing black maong pants and white shirts paired with boots and walked as they looked at their smartphones' screen. They are the typical modern people who are addicted to technologies but what makes me beware of them is the fact that they have previously roamed around this area and this was the third time already… or maybe four. I am not sure but this is not the first or the second time I saw them here. Not only that. They are staying here for hours walking in circles as if they are waiting for someone. As if they were planning something bad. Or maybe I am just overthinking things. “You’re staring outside again,” someone pointed out. I immediately looked at the woman behind me. She’s the wedding coordinator that was assigned to coordinate with us and was assigned too to finalize all the initial plans and tell it to the wedding planner and describe the ideal wedding dress to the designer. If

“Don’t worry, Bryce,” I declared. “I won’t.” I looked him in the eyes. “I will never love you. Ever. That's a promise.”If I was a little doubtful that my hunch was right back then — that there was something wrong about this whole setup — now I am sure of it. There really is something wrong about this. I just can’t figure out what it is. He hugged me tightly making me lose my composure. He kissed my hair and groaned as he rested his head on my neck. I felt like my whole system rambled. Damn! For fuck’s sake, how could he be this intimate after telling me not to fall for him? After telling me that he'll never love me, he'll be this caring and sweet? It doesn’t make any sense to me. He was confusing me.And moreover, he smelled of alcohol as if he just had a drink before coming here. He was too drunk.“I can’t lose you too,” he murmured again. “I just can’t. If I lose you too, it will be the end of me.”I had no idea what he was talking about. It was as if he was seeing me as someone I

I closed my eyes. So this wasn’t the first time that Ace did this? Not that it was a shocking truth. It was not that hard to understand their situation. Anyone who has the clue can guess as much.Ace was hidden from the public. The whole world knows that the Marquis had only one heir and it was Bryce. Ace can have fun by borrowing Bryce’s identity.But why was Ace, Bryce's identical twin, being hidden? What prompted them to do such an act?“I guess I’ve been tolerating your actions too much these days, Ace.” Bryce's face darkened. “Don’t forget your place,” he added. Ace’s jaw clenched. He turned his back and walked out without saying anything which took me by surprise. What the hell was that? That is so not like him. From the very short time that I came to know him, he seemed like the type to put up a fight. “Let’s go.” Bryce grabbed my hand and dragged me into his car. Both of us sat in the back while his bodyguards sat in front. They drove the car without saying a word or two. N