Todos los capítulos de Fake marrying my new boss: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

*Kiera* The late afternoon sun filters through the grand windows of the reception venue, casting a golden hue over the elegantly decorated hall. I can hardly believe that this is where I’ll officialy celebrate my marriage… my very own makebelief fairy tale, albeit one with a few caveats. I adjust my dress, a stunning creation that hugs my curves in all the right places, and I feel a rush of nerves mixed with excitement. Will is still at a meeting, and I wish he were here. The thought of him arriving, looking dapper as ever, sends butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I glance down at my phone, the screen lighting up with a video call. Frida’s face beams back at me, her excitement palpable even through the pixels. “Kiera! You look like a real princess,” she squeals, her short brown hair bouncing as she hops in her seat. “Thanks, sweetie. This place is amazing, isn’t it?” I pan the camera around the venue, showcasing the twinkling lights and the extravagant floral arrangements. I wan

*Will*As the reception is kicked off, the warm glow of the room envelops me, but my heart races with a mix of anticipation and anxiety… I am worried if I can pull this off. Kiera is by my side, looking radiant in that elegant dress, her smile sparkling like the crystal chandeliers overhead. I take a moment to admire her… she’s charming and poised, the perfect picture of a fitting wife, even if our marriage is shrouded in secrets.The chatter of laughter and clinking glasses fills the air, blending with the soft notes of a string quartet playing in the corner. I can feel the curious gazes of her family on me, their eyes darting between Kiera and me like they’re trying to unravel the mystery of our whirlwind romance. I’m grateful for the warmth of the room, but I can’t shake the nagging guilt gnawing at me from within.“Are you ready?” Kiera asks, her voice a soft melody, pulling me from my thoughts.I nod, giving her a reassuring smile. “Just remember, I’m here for you. We’ve got this

*Will*When I walked back into the restaurant, I immediately sense the tension hanging in the air. Everyone is smiling, but it’s not the easygoing laughter I remember; it feels stiff, like they’re all trying to hold something back.I tried to joke it off, suggesting they were talking about me, but no one says anything. I try to read Kiera’s expression, but her back is to me, and she’s leaning in, speaking softly to her mom. I can’t hear what they’re saying, but the way her shoulders are tense tells me something isn’t right.“Hey, what’s going on?” I ask, my voice cutting through the uneasy atmosphere. Kiera’s mom turns to me, her expression shifting from concern to something more guarded.“We were just discussing your… arrangement,” Kiera’s oldest sister replies carefully, glancing at Kiera, who is now looking at me with wide eyes, almost pleading.“Oh?” I arch an eyebrow, sensing the weight of her gaze. “What about it?”“They’re just worried, we all are” Kiera’s mom says, her tone so

*Kiera*I blink at Will, trying to make sense of what he just said… then the weight of his words settles over me like a heavy blanket. “Will, stop this,” I say, forcing my voice steady. “I was the one who suggested marriage. I wasn’t coerced, forced or anything else. I want you to trust that I can make my own decisions just as Well as you.” The air feels thick with tension, and I hold my breath, waiting for him to respond.He exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair again, and I can see the conflict etched across his face. “It’s just… your family is important to you. I don’t want to come between you. Family is very important.”“Family is important…But Will I know my family,” I shake my head, my heart racing. “They tend to be loud and overprotective, yes. But they also come around pretty fast. They’re my family, Will. They see me as the baby, the one they need to look after. But I can handle this… I can handle them. I need you to trust me and support me , not run.”Will sighs, h

*Will*The engine roars to life, and I’m grateful for the sound to fill the silence between us. I keep my gaze fixed on the road, the streetlights flickering past like the thoughts racing through my mind. Kiera’s voice lingers, echoing in my ears. She wanted me to kiss her. Hell, I wanted to kiss her too. But I couldn't shake the fear that it would lead to more… a tangled mess of emotions, expectations, and the possibility of ruining everything we’ve built so far.People expect kissing leads to more, at least after a while, and with me and my weird ass problems, things would just get awkward and She would get annoyed and frustrated… I have tried it before.As we drive, I suddenly feel the weight of Kiera’s hand on my leg, a light touch that sends a jolt of warmth through me. “You’re not broken,” she says softly, her voice steady but filled with a tenderness that makes my chest tighten. “It’s okay Will… You should not feel bad.”Her words wrap around me like a warm blanket, but I can’t