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Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Two (The Contract Bride) Alpha Salvatore Pov’s “What do you mean she canceled at the last minute? I’ll increase the pay get me a fucking bride is that too hard to do Jeremy?!” My voice screeched on the phone and echoes of my baritone resounded in the empty wedding hall. Good thing no one was here else they’ll be scared to death. Shit. A wedding was pissing me off and what pissed me further was the women were too emotional. The no-strings-attached condition had them in their feelings. This is the 21st century not everyone buys the idea of getting married. Happily Ever Married is for losers. Real Men don’t love. “She said she can’t part with her child after a year. Women are emotional beings. It'll be hard getting a woman who will just take the money and leave their child, and you know the contract is for a year the mother and child might bond then what happens? I’m afraid it’s not going

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Four (Vinci Souza Mansion) Salvatore’s POV It took great grace, composure and tolerance to watch Erica utter all she said to Angel and even though I pretended like it was nothing it was getting me mad. My sister had no right sending those lame questions to my wife even though the marriage is for a contracted period of time there’s no reason confronting her for what she knows nothing about. I’m no longer in love, which is my idea to adopt a contract marriage, so why this stupid air of authority?I quickly stepped up. “Sweetheart you must be tired, you had a long day, let's retire for the night?” I placed my hands on Angel’s and could feel how nervous she truly is. It hurts me to put her through such a difficult situation. “So soon, Son?” Mother got up abruptly looking hurt. “My wife needs the rest. She barely had enough rest being worried over Grandpa, and I’m glad he’s getting better.”

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Six Angel's POV (First fight)My face scrunched into an angry scowl. Can anyone explain what a married woman and her man would be doing in a business meeting so late at night while they ought to be enjoying their honeymoon? I’ve sighed for the fifth time and it doesn’t seem like it's ending soon. Salvatore didn’t have to punish me like this, and he had long hours of talk and talk with different men in suits. Since we arrived in Greece it’s been work work work and every event he tagged me along like an accessory to be shown around.My legs pushed off the seat where I've been placed loudly. I walked to where he was with a few men and excused him nicely. “When are we going to retire?” my lips parted in question. My feet were burning from wearing the heels he said I ought to wear for the meeting. And the gown was making me uncomfortable. It was beginning to sting. It wa

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Eight (Embarrassed) Simon’s POV My wedding. Ruined. “That little bitch had the guts to paint you black before the entire populace, and make my highly respected, and revered family the butt of the joke in this city. Angel will pay for what she has done and I’ll make sure she suffers for the rest of her urchin life!” The voice of my mother raged on the angry lines on her face and made her wrinkles visible. Muscles tenses under the T-shirt. Angel. That name left a bile taste just with the thoughts of her, and the anger to smother her against the wall till her brain matter rushed to the floor rocked me sleepless. The bitch I was ready to make a future with had the effrontery to walk out on my wedding and left me high and dry. I gave her everything and gave her depressed life a bubble of color and hope. But what did I get in return? “She’s an un

Alpha’s Accidental Bride (Lonely) Chapter Ten Angel Vinci- Souza POV Salvatore hasn’t been back all day; he left early before I could wake up with a sweet kiss to the cheek and an overly expensive curated breakfast with all sorts of delicious food to make any woman lose her mind. I poured white wine into the wine glass seated outside on a bamboo chair at the beach house expecting his return. I hate to feel this dependent on anyone but he wouldn’t let me leave the house on my own to tour around the beautiful city with strict instructions he loves coming back to me at home. One year. Just one year and his rules and commands would be over. I can't wait. But still I can’t stop my head from worrying about his safety if he was alright or if he had anything to eat. Is this how it feels to be married, scared and wishful? I’ve conjured a thousand scenarios on the reason he wasn’t picking up my numerous missed calls till my phon