All Chapters of Unholy Matrimony : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lucas's Pov “Your father is waiting for you.” I didn't bother to look from the contracts spread across my desk. “Tell him to wait. I will see him in a few minutes.”My secretary shifted uncomfortably. “I already did, and he said he wasn't asking.” A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. That's the problem with my father. He never listens to anybody but wants to do as he likes. He keeps forgetting I am not twelve anymore. I signed the last page of the contract and tossed the pen aside. “He also said if you don't go to his office in the next five minutes, he will come here himself.”Now that sounds like my Dad. I sigh and stand up, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window of my Manhattan office. Camera flashes exploded below as reporters crowded the entrance, microphones raised toward anyone who walked through the revolving doorsAll because of one stupid scandal that has been dominating the headlines for two weeks, but now with the merger days away, it has become a disaster.A

Elizabeth's POVThey say every bride dreams about her wedding day.But not me. Mine felt like a funeral.I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror, barely recognizing the woman looking back at me. The ivory wedding gown hugged my waist before flowing gracefully to the floor in soft waves. Tiny pearls and crystals sparkled across the bodice, catching the light with every movement I made. My hair had been pinned into an elegant style, with a few loose curls framing my face.The makeup artist had worked magic on my face. My skin glowed flawlessly. Soft nude lipstick highlighted my lips, and my long lashes drew attention to my eyes.A pair of diamond earrings rested against my neck while a matching necklace shimmered gently above the sweetheart neckline of my dress.On my feet were elegant white satin heels, and a long veil cascaded down my back like a waterfall, brushing the polished floor behind me.To anyone else, I probably looked like a bride who had finally found her happ

Elizabeth's Pov The photographer blinked.“...I mean the pictures.” A ripple of laughter spread through everyone around us. The photographer clapped his hands. “One more with both families.”I almost groaned.Another round of photographs followed.One with my parents One with his parents One with both parents One with Eleanor and Jason, my sister and her husband.One with Lucas's cousins, uncles and aunties .One with very close friends too.By the time we finished, my cheeks ached too much from smiling “I am beginning to think this marriage is just solely for photographs,” I muttered. “This is just the start,” he said and I shook my head quietly, knowing it was the truth.****“Lizzy,” I raised my head just as Eleanor entered the limousine with me and it started moving.“Are you okay?” She asked and I laughed softly. “Do I look okay?” “No.” She reached for the loose strand of hair that had fallen on my face and tucked it behind my ear. “I could see the way you are forcing

Elizabeth's PovI didn't make it three steps into the master bedroom before the door slammed open behind me.“Elizabeth.” His voice was calm. Too calm, but I could hear the anger in it.I slowly turned around, facing him with my arms over my chest and my eyebrows raised at him.Lucas stood in the doorway with his hands tucked into his pockets, his grey eyes fixed on me like he wanted to murder me.“You've got five seconds.” He said, and a smirk began to form on my lips. “For what?” I asked, faking ignorance. I knew what he was talking about, and it was the room. “To walk out of my bedroom.”“What is my name?” I asked, and his brows furrowed. When he didn't reply, I continued. “Elizabeth Lancaster Hayes.” “What does that have to do with anything I just said?” I smiled sweetly.“It is our bedroom,” I said, and his jaw ticked.“The contract doesn't give you ownership of it.”“No,” I agreed. “But being married to you gave me equal rights to it as you.”For a few seconds there was si

Elizabeth's Pov This is so warm and cozy.I thought as a strange, comforting warmth wrapped around me, making it difficult for me to move. I shifted closer, trying to seek more warmth. It was solid just like a brick and a particular spot was giving off faint warm air. I pressed myself more to the brick and noticed it was moving in and out, following the same rhythm with the faint warm air. Breathing?I waited for two seconds to be sure and my eyes snapped open. I froze as I realized what was happening. I was snuggled against Lucas. Almost on top of him, with one of his arms wrapped firmly around my waist, holding me against him. I tried to move but I couldn't. His arm was firm, refusing to let go. Ahh, shit!What the hell?How did I get here? I slowly lifted my head not to wake him up and found his eyes closed and his face relaxed in sleep. He looked different like this. He looked less arrogant. Less irritating. He looked almost…I observed his face again before stopping