Romans & histoires Ariel And Prince Eric Wedding

“Is that why you set me up to marry with Mr. Brail; drugged me and framed me for climbing on his bed, so that you can pay your huge debt?” “Really, want to know why they did that and what happened to Vanessa after you broke up?” The words said by Arya this morning occupied Eon’s mind even when attending his business. He already investigated the incident and confirmed that Bethany aka Arya willingly went into his room and seduced him.

Glide Design. Arianne was hard at work when Eric suddenly came up to her and placed his phone in front of her. “Do you know about this?” She glanced at the phone screen and instantly became stunned on the spot. A newsflash that read “CEO Mark Tremont reveals that three years ago, he secretly married Arianne Wynn, an orphan he took in long ago!” was displayed on the screen.

Instead, standing beside her with an arm lazily draped around her shoulder… was a man. She clicked the name. Then another photo. And another. The trail wasn’t wide, but it was enough. In the same Vegas. Ariel had lived in Vegas before ever meeting Johnny? Elena now intrigued, moved in deeper, she traced. Later enough, after her rigid search, she found out about Ariel's affair with the man; they were once fiances. They’d been in a solid relationship for the past years. She saw many showing them dining out, curled up together like normal people with normal lives.

“If you behave and agree to marry me, I’ll make sure Rafael’s life won’t be disturbed. I’ll spare him.” He leaned closer, his voice lowering. “And there’s a bonus, your family’s safety. I know how much you love them… enough to betray Rafael.” Seren’s hands clenched into fists at his words. “Look,” Eric said, gesturing outside. Seren followed his gaze. Several vehicles had arrived, carrying decorations. People were already moving toward the mansion’s grand patio, preparing everything. “Tonight is our wedding,” Eric continued. “I can’t delay it any longer. Who knows what Rafael might do next?” His eyes flickered to her. “And since you’re not wearing the brooch… that means you’re no longer his

I’d stood there, frozen, my lips still tingling from the kiss before I had pushed Dermos away, my heart was beating crazy even though I shouted at it not to. He had looked at me, his eyes calm as ever, and said. “You're different, Ariella. I don't know what's changed, but you're not the same person I thought you were.” At some point, I thought it was a joke, but then I realized he'd said ‘Ariella’, not ‘Ariel.’ Of course, he likes my sister, that's the fucking main reason they got married! I'm Ariel, not Ariella. He likes Ariella.

"Ariel, I knew you were vicious and calculating, but I never thought you'd team up with this jerk and put on a show this big to humiliate me! "I was ready to liquidate my shares in Magnussen Group to fund our wedding if you were really broke. Now I see you don't deserve them! Mark my words—I'll bring the Magnussen name down. I'll reduce everything to rubble so you'll regret this choice for the rest of your life!" Dad rushed over and pulled me into his arms, giving Felix a baffled look. "Ariel is already married to Raphael. I will, of course, reclaim the shares you held as her potential groom.

He didn't want to be exposed, didn't want to put his heart out to someone only to have it shattered by someone else later. Following this wedding, his other family had also turned against him as a result of the union. Ariel, his close cousin and the Queen of the Rogues, had declined to attend the event due to scheduling conflicts. Her father informed her that she would not be invited to his wedding because he would not be marrying his Soulmate. Which had taken him by surprise because he had no idea how she had found out about him. It was as a result of this that she was refused permission to accompany her sister Nia, the Lycan Queen, to the event. It appears that he is being pursued by both

Right before I left the bridal suite, Eric texted: [Lena, just follow the maid later. Don't worry, my brother won't be into you. I'll come get you first thing in the morning!] I rolled my eyes and blocked him. The bride swap went off without a hitch—exactly how Eric and Briana planned it. That night, I sat on the edge of the bed, hands clammy, heart racing. The door creaked open. Footsteps. Calm, steady. Fingers brushed back the lace veil.

Instead, she flushed as she looked at him. Noticing my lack of reaction, Ariel suddenly looked guilty and pushed Patrick away. "Apologize to Caleb right now! Wipe that stamp off his face and redo his makeup!" I grabbed a makeup wipe, cleaned the words off my face, and said quietly, "Don't bother. The wedding is off." Ariel stared at me in disbelief. I stripped off the custom suit she had ordered for me and headed for the door. That seemed to snap her out of it. She grabbed my wrist, looking aggrieved. "Caleb! Stop throwing a fit! We've been planning this for so long! All our friends and family are out there. How can you call off the wedding over a harmless joke?"

he said as he pulled her to a hug. Erica giggled as he kissed her neck.. “Aryan is dead, henceforth we'll get no more disturbance" he said as he lifted her up from the ground and crossed her legs around his waist. Aurelio didn't wait for her reply, he kissed her like he hadn't seen her for ages. THE WEDDING Erica stood before Aurelio with a smile on her face. The priest was standing by her right side between them. Mr Maynard had called for a small wedding celebration rather than having multide of people.