Flash Marriage: Falling Hard Everyday 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

"Agatha, you whore! How dare you do this?" I stared in shock at the woman I once thought of as my mother—my stepmother. She was the one who had just thrown explicit images at my face. Images of me and another man. A strange man I couldn’t recognize. And a woman... a woman whose face looked exactly like mine. What was this? When was this picture taken? "I—I can’t recognize this man," I whispered. Today was supposed to be my wedding day. I was getting married to my long-time fiancé... but the man in the pictures—the one claimed to be my lover—he was also standing next to me now, clinging to my hand. "Agatha, please don’t marry him," the strange man suddenly said. "I’ve loved you for many years. You shouldn’t marry this man. You told me you loved me! Why are you accepting this marriage? Agatha, leave this marriage and come with—" His words echoed in my ears. I couldn’t believe it. I turned, eyes wide, to my fiancé—standing just beside my stepmother. "Mark, please.

Agatha's POVI walked into the house, stunned by the elegance of the interior. Everything screamed wealth, and for a moment, I reconsidered the "husband" I had married."What is his source of wealth?" I wondered.Thinking back on the decision I had made earlier, I let out a soft chuckle.But then I felt it—that prickling sensation, like eyes on me. I turned around, and a chill crept up my spine.I was being watched.I turned again to pinpoint the source—and there he was, staring at me with a death glare.My fingers fidgeted with the hem of my garment as my heart began to race."Stupid heart," I muttered.As much as I wanted to deny having any feelings for the "husband" I had married, my mind was clearly playing tricks on me."Little one, you’ve been staring at me."Snapping back to reality, I saw the smirk on his face—like a predator eyeing its prey.He stepped closer, and I instinctively took a step back. I knew then, I was standing at Death’s door.I shut my eyes, bracing for the wo

The voice behind me sounded familiar—cold in a way my brain recognized before I even turned. I forced my head to look.It was him.Desmond.My husband.I hadn’t expected to see him here. He looked at me—his expression unreadable—but the moment his gaze shifted to Mark and Maleficent, his eyes turned to ice."How dare you bully my wife?" he said coldly to Mark and Maleficent.Mark pointed a shaking finger at Desmond."It’s you, isn’t it? You bastard. You’re the one Agata’s been cheating on me with!"His voice dripped with bitterness.Desmond walked over and held out his hand to me. I took it, letting him pull me to my feet. He didn’t stop there—he wrapped an arm firmly around my waist. I didn’t expect that."Are you hurt in any way?" he asked, his voice rough and low."I’m fine," I murmured, biting my lip as my eyes flicked back to Mark and Maleficent."What gives you the right to bully my wife like that?""Who the hell is your wife?!" Mark snapped. "Agatha is my fiancée!"He pointed

"Relax, dear wife. I am not that desperate. Did you forget that we have a contract?" There was one thing he said that made me immediately flinch and shift away from him. I turned around and frowned at him. Why was he provoking me? More like — why was he seducing me? "Ah, Mister Desmond Lucas, I think it's you I should be reminding about the contract. You seem to always forget that this is just a contract marriage we agreed on. Yet you keep coming to me... Am I really that irresistible?" I pulled out a triumphant smile after saying that, expecting to see his arrogant grin wiped off his face. But instead, he just looked at me — and then burst into laughter. "Right now, you seemed so needy, so hungry, like you wanted me to touch you. Sadly, dear wife, I am not the type to break the rules." He chuckled and then walked in slow, deliberate steps toward the locker. His footsteps echoed through the room. Opening the locker, he pulled out some documents. "These are the d

Agatha’s POVGosh, why is he like that? And Agatha, why were you looking? Why do you have to talk nonsense out of nowhere?I groaned, frustrated with myself. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I shouldn’t have looked at his body. It’s his—it’s his own damn body and he has every right to do whatever he wants with it.Ugh, I was so stupid for even starting a conversation on that topic. God, now he probably thinks I’m interested in him… or worse, his body. What the hell was that all about?I let out a long sigh and hoped my cheeks weren’t turning into tomatoes again. Every time I get overly emotional, I flush so easily—it’s humiliating.Grinding my teeth, I was trying to calm myself when my phone suddenly rang.“Why now?” I groaned, picking it up.It wasn’t a call. It was a text message.I read it out loud:“Miss Agatha Damian, your exam results have been placed on hold. You have been reported for cheating. Your documents cannot be processed at this time.”“What the hell is this?” I mutte