Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Marriage of Convenience : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

ALENA"Alena!" my elder sister, Celeste, shouted from downstairs. I was up in my bedroom reading some magazine I had found on the couch downstairs. I didn't have the power to answer because it was obviously one of her tantrums. It was always the torture Alena game in this house. “Alena Cora Weston!" she shouted. She was probably trudging upstairs now. My family members calling me by my full name meant fire. I had asked for it anyway but was it really necessary to answer a scolding call? In two minutes my door burst open revealing Celeste. She glared at me with her you-have-not-seen-the-last-of-me eye. "I've been calling you for ages yet you've been here all along pretending you couldn't hear me, Alena and what on earth are you doing with my magazine. I thought I warned you not to touch my things without my permission," she hissed, snatching the magazine away from me leaving marks on my hand with her long expensive nails. As if the drama wasn't enough, my mother, Lynette Weston, m

ALENA"Smile, Cora. This is your moment," Steve whispered into my ear as he walked me down the aisle. Nervous was an underestimation of how I was feeling. My palms were sweaty, my knees were trembling and my face was burning. I wore a gorgeous mermaid dress that was obviously a designer dress. It must have been Celeste who picked it out because everything was her taste. I had put a lot of effort into my looks for the first time in forever. I hoped it was at least fine. I dreaded this moment. I had always dreamt of my dad walking me down the aisle but fate had had other plans. At least Steve was there. I knew deep down he still had a soft spot for his younger sibling. We finally made it to the altar and there I was standing next to my would-be husband. Maybe I missed the moment but he hadn't looked at me even once. His face was glued at the priest and he didn't look that happy. Heck, he didn't look happy at all. Despite all that, I was still amazed by how effortlessly handsome he

ALENAFinally there was some peace and quiet after two weeks of constant chattering, long sessions of ‘how to do this and that' and all the drama. We only had one night till the wedding reception which would be a grand affair so everyone left the house to give us privacy. This was not just some ordinary wedding reception. A billionaire from the Cameron family was getting married to a Weston. It had to be a wedding reception that would make history. It was belated but for the sake of tradition we had to have it and make things officially official in front of everyone. I had to be taught literally everything from scratch because according to my mom, she wouldn't like being embarrassed in front of all the reputable people that would be present. I had come across Dylan a couple of times downstairs and in the hallways. He had not looked at me even once and whenever I tried to speak to him he just left me there looking stupid. He was very busy with the preparations. Everyone was. I won

DYLAN"Is everything in place, Ezra? Everything has to be perfect," I asked Ezra, patiently checking my watch momentarily. "That's like the fifth time in a row you've asked me that obvious question, Dylan," Ezra replied, putting his hand on my arm. "Everything is perfect and everything will go according to plan. Your dad, Mrs. Weston, Celeste, Steve and other relatives are handling the guests,” he reassured me. "And Alena? When will she be done? It's been like three hours since they started dressing her up." "Oh, c'mon. She's the bride. She has to look exquisite so they are putting their maximum effort into it. They should be done in fifteen minutes." "Fine. I guess I have to wait then.” "I'll head to the ballroom. All the best, Dylan. If you need anything at all, I will make sure I'm in sight at all times.” "Sure, Ezra. See you around." Ezra disappeared down the hallway leaving me all alone in the hallway. I was nervous but I made sure to maintain a neutral facial expression.

DYLANl slowly opened my eyes when I heard my bedroom door open. Last night had been one of the most tiring nights of my life and I had gotten a chance to retire to bed as late as 4 a.m after dealing with all the post wedding reception drama of clearing up stuff and ensuring that all guests from far away were comfortable in their hotel rooms. I raised my head removing the warm blanket I was covering myself with and looked at the door. All the confusion that clouded me dispersed when I saw Gwen parade in quietly closing the door behind her. "Hey honey," she greeted as she approached my comfortable and huge bed. "Hey baby,” I replied as she crawled onto the bed and pecked my lips. "It's already noon and you're still in bed. You must be exhausted," she remarked. "Yeah. I had a long night last night and I still feel like lying down," I replied yawning and stretching my arms as I sat up. "Security let me in and since I saw no one in the house I headed right up to your bedroom," she e